Stressreliefx - Stress Relief

mmmh can I get smothered in praise and fucked hard, please

divorced couple energy ship will always be immaculate to me. we hate each other. we've seen each other naked. I know how you take your morning coffee. I will never make you your morning coffee again. get it yourself. here you go, I gave it to you anyway. you disgust me. I will always be somewhat in love with you. I will be yours forever. you're not mine anymore. you will always be mine. fuck you. let's fuck, for old time's sake. did you steal my cd? no, no. keep it.

He got very narrow in his awareness and perception in a HURRY. Stance loosing some stability and traction in the effort to chase hips into hand. Bit overeager in his own right. Skin plenty flushed from sudden stroke and squeeze. Bit of pearled pre gathering under teasing thumb. "F--fu--"

He didn't get to finish that sentiment when Pride gave him a spin and another firm shove. At least the cool surface of the wall felt nice on overheated cheek and mildly welted up chest.

Sharp contrast to the hot breath presently against the back of his neck. And the body pressed into his. He aught to feel something other than satisfaction to have Pride dry grinding into his ass, but--

Sometimes it's just gratifying be badly wanted.

"This isn't--" A rough, shaky, breath as he turned forehead to wall. "--what i meant by paying--paying dues." It'd hard to concentrate when he could imagine hardness currently mocking the act being inside him instead.

He would put up with that groping and grinding for only so long. Until he could unbutton shirt buttons to get hands and nails along Lucifer's chest to touch and feel and scrape. Then wandering hands down to his belt to undo. Until he could reach into pants and wrap fingers tantalizingly around that erection so he could stroke and squeeze, thumb coasting over the tip with purpose.

Just in case he wasn't worked up enough.

But wouldn't linger too long. Would eventually get Lucifer by the hips to tug him away enough to turn him around and press him flush against that wall. Urgent and feverish in his movements to the point of impatience, for just a few brief moments when he pressed hips in a grind to Lucifer before he could even get himself undressed properly to do the damn thing.

EMBARASSING, HONESTLY. But he was a bit ravenous, at the moment. Too much to care.

Wouldn't be my first no-nut november. It has it's fun and charms. Hah.

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We do work very well with each other, s’true.

[ Enjoyed the petting and gave an apologetic kiss to Lucifer’s thigh. ]

Sorry. You’ll be warm enough soon, luv, I promise.

[ He wouldn’t spend too much time on it, sending the cloth back to the sink and trailing kisses along the shaft before taking it into his warm, wet mouth, tongue laving along the underside up to the sensitive bundle of nerves at the head. Hummed appreciatively at the familiar sensation, letting it vibrate around Lucifer’s cock. ]

[Lucifer was content to let his fingers stay nestled in curls. Sure, Rook was giving him oral, but that didn’t mean it had to be impersonal.

He tucked free arm behind his head as he let out a low rumble of a groan. Lids lowering as he watched the man work his mouth and tongue on him. Just as pleasurable as the actual activities happening. Though they were certainly a treat that drew a breathy moan out of him as well.]

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[ He always enjoyed the way Lucifer so casually and easily stripped. He was happy to lay there, feeling that gaze drag over him, cock doing a little twitch in line with his pleasure at Lucifer’s admiration. And how attracted he was to his husband and Duncan in turn. Then he was in Lucifer’s lap and there was kissing and touching that he very much approved of and leaned into.

Laughed when Lucifer pulled away. ]

Y’welcome t’spend as many of those as y’like, whenever y’like.

[ He would give Lucifer a few of his own kisses in turn, though he would also grind against him at the same time. ]

Fuck, I love you so much. I’m the luckiest kind-of-a-man thing in the universe.

[ But he would slink down between Lucifer’s thighs, legs stretching out behind him and kicking lazily in the air as he settled on his stomach, admiring Lucifer’s cock more directly. Would summon over a damp cloth from the bathroom, taking the dedicated time to wash away any remnants of lube and whatnot while he let his head rest against Lucifer’s thigh. As close to an act of worship as Rook really got outside of a kitchen. ]

You aren’t the only one, yet again. Often together on many things. [He chuckled warm and mild. Content to let Rook be as attentive as he liked. Petting fingers in Rook’s hair while he was resting on his thigh that way. Was a bit intense to have that much attention on one part of himself, but--Rook was that way.

And it did buff his ego nicely to be admired by him.

Rook was easy to reward in some ways and he relaxed back against propped pillows. Inhaling quick when cooler than air damp cloth was cleaning him.] Thoughtful. And chilly. [He remarked. Otherwise patient and appreciating being cared for.]

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[ He would reward Lucifer with some kisses along his jaw and throat when he was spun around, clinging happily to him. And then they were in bed, and he would snuggle up to him, dragging fingers through Lucifer’s hair. ]

Absolutely bafflin’ how I make y’into all this, isn’ it?

[ Snorted. ]

Y’been burnin’ the candle at both ends again, looks like, Lucifer. Need some time t’relax…

[Leaned into the fingers in his hair and snuffed out some air.]

Completely and always. Don’t think I’m going to figure it out since I still haven’t.

[He set his head on Rook’s lap and sighed. Full of air he was getting out of himself. Extension of him relaxing, maybe.]

I know. I know. Soon. You know how I feel about October. I’ll take a whole break then. For now, you can complain about it in the meantime. As long as you also call me handsome and pretty and wonderful. [He had that praise thing, after all.]

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[ Rook liked the intensity of it, especially when he concentrated on the way the pen scored those lines into the paper and left its trail of ink behind. Shuddered a bit about it. ]

Oh, well. I know y’could always stop me if I did somethin’ you really didn’ like.

But I do also know how, ah, stuff down here works. So I appreciate the risk. Plus I won’ lie I do get a nice lil Prideful thrill whenever I get t’call you m’husband, got you all wrapped around m’finger in this gay as fuck relationship an’ family an’ everythin’. Y’mine an’ I’m yours, jus’ ‘cause we decided we want it like that.

[ Wouldn’t call him on the blush directly but would take it as an excuse to get even hammier about the affection. ]

[The push on the haminess certainly spread the color across his nose bridge and a bit into his cheeks. Fucking. Stones. Made his ears start burning enough for him to notice and reach up to rub at one of the edges of one. Not used to the sensation when he occupied Duncan.

He stood up suddenly and scooped Rook. Putting him over shoulder with arm banded across the back of his knees to start walking with him. Taking a brief pause to smack him on the butt as he stepped them through time-space in a jump to get them to the house.]

Menace.

[Lucifer's face heated up on him and he didn't want to talk about that. Swallowing hard once the tongue was on his throat.]

You think damned souls manage themselves? I'm the only thing between you and Asmodeus trying to smash planes together, for one thing. [Calling his work useless. Fuck you, sir.]

And what use has that been, hm? So much wasted energy and now pinned down here under big, bad werewolf...

[ Leaned down and was going to be an ass and shove his face against Lucifer's throat, let his human teeth scrape over it, catching against Adam's apple before following with a wet lap of his tongue. ]

Tasty little treat...

one of my favorite things is something i heard a long time ago.

paper bondage.

its where you make cuffs out of strips of paper taped together and if the cuffs break, the scene is over. so your sub has to do everything in their power to keep their hands together and not to break the cuffs. so its completely mental bondage.

anyone wanna try it?

With some time to adjust and get used to things, he started to breathe more deeply. More paced. Despite all the warm laves of tongue trying to make him go bonkers.

Got so far as to make his hands unclench. He was, however, still stubbornly keeping sounds in his throat. Biting his own lower lip hard with an arch that takes some of his spine right off the table when third finger is added to the mix. To his credit, he kept his body relaxed.

"Y-yes." A stuttered answer once his spine was back on table and he could respond without sounding too wildly overwhelmed. Full was good. Full was something different with this body.

Hm. Well. He'd keep that in mind.

He'd let Lucifer buck and writhe between those two points of contact, letting his tongue dip further down the shaft, flat and flickering and able to curl around the thick heft of him.

Otherwise just keeping things at that level for now-- he could hear the man's heartbeat hammering, and those shallow breaths were a trouble. Kept working his fingers in and out steadily, tongue dragging up the Fallen's torso again.

Didn't need him passing out.

"We see how well you take it, hm? Like being nice and full?"

He would then work one more finger inside, slow, just to make sure he had a chance of getting himself in all the way.