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holding a magnet to your crt girlfriend's face for just a moment so you can watch her emotions and personality all coalesce and dissolve around the pretty little spot of void you've made in her
I let you make one whole painting and have an absurd amount of cropped pictures... [He knew Rook wasn't making a threat, but it sounded a little bit like one due to his very complicated relationships of seeing his own face anywhere. Even mirrors he sort of struggled with.
He enjoyed dipping the carbs in the eggs and tomatoes. It's a finger food and he appreciated that. Didn't think much of licking his fingers clean, either. Or lounging while he ate. He had a pretty good view for it not being at one of the Rookery windows, too.]
Your cooking is the only time I really do enjoy it. [An honest moment.] It's usually tedious to eat.
Too much of a temptation t'show off for you when I ensare y'for a while. [ Nodded at the reminder. He'd get himself cleaned up shortly. Maybe play with some of the toys they had around too, if he really wanted to get Lucifer's attention again. Too busy reveling in the moment, though.
Really did just get a deep satisfaction from people (especially those he cared about) enjoying the food he made for them. ]
M'gonna have t'paint you jus' like... enjoyin' a meal one day. Really capture that appreciation an' the way y'savour stuff quietly.
[Hummed and kissed his cheek before getting up from bed.]
You did, but not unexpected. [It did smell delightful. Always a curious quirk or two on the traditional. He pulled over the chair in the room to set up beside the nightstand.] Don't forget there's things to mind yourself with in the room.
[An open tease as he relaxed to enjoy the meal. Taking a little break for himself. Let the heat in his stomach simmer while he got some much needed calories.]
[ He'd get to enjoy plenty of moans and whines from Rook as he got his fill. It had been a hot minute since they'd indulged quite like this, and the enthused way Lucifer had with his mouth was more than enough to have the mutant arching and hopelessly wet against his tongue.
Always did very fun things to his head and his heart, being the focus of such dedicated attention from his husband. ]
Love you... Love you so f-f-fuckin' much, Lu--!
[ He let out a gasp, thighs tensing as another crest of spine-melting pleasure ran through him. ]
[His ears were hot from that profession as much as the wonderful way that whole body tensioned and bucked up to his mouth before settling down. Then he sat up on the bed, licking lips and taking up napkin from nearby nightstand (with it's tray) to clean up his chin. Looking a little over-calm and bedroom eyed.]
So, what did you make for me, Roh?
[ He'd get to enjoy plenty of moans and whines from Rook as he got his fill. It had been a hot minute since they'd indulged quite like this, and the enthused way Lucifer had with his mouth was more than enough to have the mutant arching and hopelessly wet against his tongue.
Always did very fun things to his head and his heart, being the focus of such dedicated attention from his husband. ]
Love you... Love you so f-f-fuckin' much, Lu--!
[ He let out a gasp, thighs tensing as another crest of spine-melting pleasure ran through him. ]
[He was in it. Always thinking with his mouth. Maybe it was about sound too, so much happened with his mouth. Including this. Where he could kiss clit and roll tongue firmly against it and down lower to delve in deep enough to get a more intimate kiss. The back to hot button nub for more of that. Arms curled under thighs and petting skin there, ready to grip and hold open if he needed to.
He had strong impulses with that mouth and he intended to see them through every time.]
I do.
[ Very quickly admitted. Seeing Lucifer get to relax and enjoy himself was one of the top things on Rook's list. Then he was chuckling and popping a little shrug. About to respond and say something about surprises being important before Lucifer was proving very distracting and he was squirming against the bed. ]
I was... fuckin'... gonna save the 'eatin' me out' puns f'later... but who am I t'deny someone the meal of their choice?
[ Buried a hand in Lucifer's hair, scritching through and grabbing on whenever he hit a good spot. ]
[The kiss was well received and returned. It's a good kiss. Pulls some tension out of him even before any hands were to be on his shoulders in the future. Letting out a quiet sigh when it broke. Gaze less sharp.]
Yeah, alright. As you like to spoil me.
[He'd expected to be taken to something hard and flushed when he wasn't. O-oh. That was a rare treat. Hm. He pulled hand to get remained of any fabric out of the way.] I was wondering why you were still in underwear. Sneak.
[Someone was getting a bit of whipped cream on the outer folds before Lucifer went right in to lap it up. Until he could get in further with his tongue and lap a lot more than that. Laying on his stomach for comfort by then.]
Always around you.
[Hmn. He kissed along the scar there before he sat back up.]
Swear I don't have a thing for feeding. Just so fucking hungry all the time, as you know. [Sighed as he picked up a berry to pop into his mouth directly.]
Always around you.
[Hmn. He kissed along the scar there before he sat back up.]
Swear I don't have a thing for feeding. Just so fucking hungry all the time, as you know. [Sighed as he picked up a berry to pop into his mouth directly.]
'Feelers' like m'some kinda insect... so rude, luv...
[ Mock-sighed, but he would indeed use his 'feelers' to unbutton and start stripping Lucifer down, fumbling only a little when his chest was played with. ]
A-Ah... Jus' remember as delicious as I am... m'harder t'replace than the fruit an' such...
[ Not that there was any real worry. And, to be completely honest with himself, he wouldn't even be big mad if Lucifer did take a bite out of him at some point... ]
[Didn't fault him a fumble. Lucifer's style of dress had SO many buttons and the layers were not a small feat. Even when he did it himself. Out of clothing, he was much more bold about sitting sideways next to Rook and leaning down to catch up more of the treats on the other man's chest.
He didn't bother to be snarky. He was busy.
Lucifer did have a thing about using his mouth and being mouthy was a favorite activity of his. He would wander with warm nibbles and licks and sucks until it was clear and his teeth could give a hickey to collarbone. Hello, you're tasty, I love you.]
'Feelers' like m'some kinda insect... so rude, luv...
[ Mock-sighed, but he would indeed use his 'feelers' to unbutton and start stripping Lucifer down, fumbling only a little when his chest was played with. ]
A-Ah... Jus' remember as delicious as I am... m'harder t'replace than the fruit an' such...
[ Not that there was any real worry. And, to be completely honest with himself, he wouldn't even be big mad if Lucifer did take a bite out of him at some point... ]
And disturb all that art you've mad--oh, you mean with your invisible feelers. [He could be intelligent with a budding erection, shh. He did take a pause to hold tie away and he leaned over and laved tongue over one of those perky bits of Rook's chest. Teeth scraping before he pulled up and away again.]
Hm, sure.
Well. I suppose you'll jus' have t'take it off then...
[ Faux innocent at him, even as he shivered from the touch, nips perking in anticipation. He did, presently, have boxers on, slung low on his waist, though that was it. The cream was hand-whipped and flavoured with champagne. As a treat. ]
I can help, if y'like.
[His tie was pretty fiddle-able. He took to letting his stare wander while they were talking. Ignoring a rumble in his stomach--ugh, endless.]
So, the difficulties at present is not getting my suit covered in confections. [Even as he reached up and swiped up the less solid of the treats to have a taste from finger. Distinctly near a nipple with that.]
[ Rook did know Lucifer far too well. Had wormed his way into his life and had grown like kuzdu around the Fallen's heart.
Trusted it wouldn't be too long before Lucifer arrived, only looking through a few other photos on his phone in the meanwhile before he was looking up at his husband. Mischievous grin spreading across his face. Left his phone hovering in the air, though it floated to the side. ]
Ah, well, someone has to bedevil the devil, or sommat like that.
S'like... enrichment. An' it lets me see you from some of y'best angles...
[ Would reach out to fiddle with the end of Lucifer's tie, careful not to upset the snacks still decorating his body. Snickered, because he could. ]
ain’t nothing wroooooong…….with a lil chub on tuuuum….
ooc;
ok so if anyone is curious as to how this mess with lucifer started it was a crack discussion that got way out of hand so for context: here's some of the mini rp
(warning for nsfw topics, touching on abuse from the hands of people they've cared about and other things, also some naughty business.)
the real nitty gritty rp when it went full serious is:
here
(nsfw fun times here, also valentino shows up to be a dick but nothing happens except him getting his ass beat)
its not finished by any means and all that but u know, i think asche writes beautifully so i had to add what we have so far~ <3
@burningfeathersx
Ok this is it, Halloween. It's the big game, remember our training. Don't let your ghost dance alone. Friendships will be tested. Lives will be on the line. Don't be too scared. Don't be cocky either. Leave the windows open. Sit still.
And wait.
[The kiss makes him more tense somehow. Like a coiling spring in a music box.
Comes loose like one, lashing sharp edges, when the kiss breaks and Pride speaks. Like he'd been waiting for some kind of permission to do it, he got fistful of the Sin's shirt collar and shoved him back and up into the wall he'd mentioned before.
Not to choke him. Just to pin him and have him held up the couple inches to his fucking comfort level to kiss him again.
At some point between the first and second kiss, heat had gotten into his eyes. A consuming fire sort of heat.
Matched the way the kiss stole from Pride's influence as much as his lungs.]
[ If Pride had dialed into Lucifer’s need earlier with his requests, then those eyes were like having the realization slam into him like a truck that skidded on black ice. He was not so naive to think that others like himself were prone to emotion that they didn’t necessarily want. It was why Pride was ending up with violent attachments. And it dictated how he handled them. (Poorly, mainly.)
But he was not used to it being so obvious. And certainly not on Lucifer. It sent a weird sensation of violent, buzzing wasps in his chest and up into his ears, drowning out a lot of the already muted ambiance around them.
This wouldn’t do. Had he let his influence slip from the Fallen so badly??? Had he been THAT distracted? Or was it because he felt like he was no longer needed…?
It didn’t matter. What mattered now was how he would go about addressing it. Before the buzzing got louder.
Not looking away, he tucked the sunglasses into Lucifer’s pocket, for now. Didn’t want him hiding behind them again. But he soon reached up to take that face in his hands. Wouldn’t force him to meet his gaze before leaning forward to catch that mouth with his own. He’d seen enough of the staring. He’d let his influence seep in through the contact, digging through the well to feed Lucifer a quick dose before he pulled back just enough to say: ]
Take as much as you want. Whatever you need. [ He said lowly, encouraging even in his words as they tumbled warmly from his lips. ]
You and only you are worthy enough to have my All.
[He used to have a stare that was just seething, ball busting, critically acclaimed, hate.
It'd been a few years since then. He could muster the loathing to make a grown man shrink small as their dick was, but...
It was still Piercing. Cut through a person and scattered shadows in 'em. That was there as ever. But right now, today, they had a sadness that didn't usually lurk in the semi-open unless he was on a whole suicidal number of quaaludes. Haunted, too, in their lack of glinting clarity.
The day old redness framing his eyes, didn't help either. He'd been, apparently, ugly crying hard enough for the damage to stick.
Don't discredit Rook. Lucifer was just prone to a cycle of melancholy. He was relatively recovered--and then he wasn't.
He still didn't squeeze, but his jaw was creaking. And he was back to looking down at Pride's mouth alone.
There were many reasons he covered his eyes all the time. They told on him too much.]
[ A hand at his throat was less than he expected and truly probably kinder than he deserved. He swallowed a bit when he felt those fingers there. Did not think he wanted Donovan to take any damage that couldn’t be mended…
My Pride, Lucifer had said. The statement had him suppressing his own little shiver. Couldn’t let the other see that.
With a careful hand, he steadily removed the glasses, fixing his own red-ringed eyes on the other’s. Not afraid or judgmental. Whatever he found, he had no doubts that it was all Lucifer.
Even in Host- Still beautiful. ]
What I wanted is my Pride and pride back. [In a complex and layered way.
If he'd just...cooperate. As if Pride could read his mind. As it was, he hardly knew what he was looking for exactly.
Lucifer was constantly penned up that way. Water tight. Took a lot to spring a leak in him.
When Pride reached for the sunglasses, his own hand slowly slid down to Pride's neck. Those hands really had a way of getting all the way around things like arms and necks and even legs. He didn't squeeze, but it is a warning.
Pride could take them off. But he would have to be mindful what he found.]
[It was hard for Lucifer to look at what Pride tried to show him.
If nothing else he had always been 'light-bringer'. Even when his halo had turned into something of a black hole after the Fall. Until recently--he'd started giving off light around his edges again. Like a secret.
That wasn't what he was here to think about. He was back to being where he could look at Pride's mouth while he was speaking. He didn't sense a Lie, he realized, after a moment. Pride really did think he was Top Tier Hot Shit.
Still did. A shiver traveled up his spine, unbidden. He hid that with a trace of thumb pad over Pride's lips when he finished speaking. Pride though he was powerful and a force to reckon. At least right now. And back then.
There's another undercurrent to what Pride was telling him. He'd bow, would he? Kneel, too, he bet. Maybe not in front of anyone other than him. He knew that sentiment. Lucifer could count on one hand how many times he'd gotten on his own knees. Willingly, at least. It's a powerful notion that Lord of Boundless Ego himself would bow.
He almost hated this was working.]
Is that how you would talk to me if I fucked you against that wall? [He flicked a look toward said nearby wall then back to Pride's face again. Or would the praise be much more raw and personal, he wondered.]
[It was hard for Lucifer to look at what Pride tried to show him.
If nothing else he had always been 'light-bringer'. Even when his halo had turned into something of a black hole after the Fall. Until recently--he'd started giving off light around his edges again. Like a secret.
That wasn't what he was here to think about. He was back to being where he could look at Pride's mouth while he was speaking. He didn't sense a Lie, he realized, after a moment. Pride really did think he was Top Tier Hot Shit.
Still did. A shiver traveled up his spine, unbidden. He hid that with a trace of thumb pad over Pride's lips when he finished speaking. Pride though he was powerful and a force to reckon. At least right now. And back then.
There's another undercurrent to what Pride was telling him. He'd bow, would he? Kneel, too, he bet. Maybe not in front of anyone other than him. He knew that sentiment. Lucifer could count on one hand how many times he'd gotten on his own knees. Willingly, at least. It's a powerful notion that Lord of Boundless Ego himself would bow.
He almost hated this was working.]
Is that how you would talk to me if I fucked you against that wall? [He flicked a look toward said nearby wall then back to Pride's face again. Or would the praise be much more raw and personal, he wondered.]
[Naturally his head lifted to take stock of the change of reality. It's...
He knows to some degree what Pride is doing. What he'd always done. Slid up next to him with soft little whispering purrs that got him to put his logic down like a draw bridge lowered and let Pride in where he could fuck him up.
That is what Lucifer was expecting, wasn't it? Inviting, even?
Again, it'd been a century or two. Stan wasn't pulverizing Lucifer's sense of self on the regular anymore.
Yet...he still wanted the boost. The attention. The little purr.
His attention eased back onto Pride and he lifted hand to get hold of his face by his chin. Duncan had very large hands for that sort of thing. Leaned his head down the scant couple of inches in the difference of heights between them to be hovering by Pride's ear.]
Tell me some of the reasons. [He said it like an order, but it was a question. A tender request for some praise.]
Dream Girl Evil, Florence + the Machine // Details from The Fall, Hugo van der Goes
[Naturally his head lifted to take stock of the change of reality. It's...
He knows to some degree what Pride is doing. What he'd always done. Slid up next to him with soft little whispering purrs that got him to put his logic down like a draw bridge lowered and let Pride in where he could fuck him up.
That is what Lucifer was expecting, wasn't it? Inviting, even?
Again, it'd been a century or two. Stan wasn't pulverizing Lucifer's sense of self on the regular anymore.
Yet...he still wanted the boost. The attention. The little purr.
His attention eased back onto Pride and he lifted hand to get hold of his face by his chin. Duncan had very large hands for that sort of thing. Leaned his head down the scant couple of inches in the difference of heights between them to be hovering by Pride's ear.]
Tell me some of the reasons. [He said it like an order, but it was a question. A tender request for some praise.]
For a reason. [ His voice had softened to a practical purr. One that he - if asked, he might say - that he reserved only for the Fallen. ]
There were a lot of others I could have courted danger with; risked being burned a hundred times over for. But none of them seemed as worthy of delivering that fate than you.
[ Pride stepped closer then, manipulating the space around them to a slow turn- he couldn’t stop time or anything, but he could make it seem that way. The outside world was muffled and distant. In his little bubble, he would keep Lucifer’s vulnerability secret. Nobody else needed to know. ]