I'd say go to Hell, but I'd be too late. [ Lucifer pulls himself upright enough to give Alastor a mostly proper glare, if it wasn't for the glassy sheen of lust shading the look or the bright gold flush across his cheeks. At least with this change of positions, he can brace his feet against the inside of the tub and match the motion of Alastor's hips. ]
Calling me greedy? Pot, meet kettle. You're the one who slid up inside of me without even a 'yes'. You just caught me... in a dry spell.
[ Fuck you, he could be a little greedy right now. ]
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Date: 2024-05-29 09:21 pm (UTC)Calling me greedy? Pot, meet kettle. You're the one who slid up inside of me without even a 'yes'. You just caught me... in a dry spell.
[ Fuck you, he could be a little greedy right now. ]