thisducks: ([talking][eyes closed][upset][look down])
Lucifer Morningstar ([personal profile] thisducks) wrote in [personal profile] acestrawberrypimp 2024-06-02 03:27 pm (UTC)

[ There has to be a breaking point in Alastor as much as Alastor is pushing him towards his own. Even as he tastes sinner blood again, the flavor metallic and hot on his tongue, he feels his own flesh tear open under the shadow's claws. Each thrust in takes the breath from him, pushing Alastor up further into his body and it feels like pressing aside organs to make room. Alastor promising relief with a 'sorry' is almost a laugh at this point. As if he could fuck himself on this madness inside of him; it's only Alastor's grip on his hips that's stopping his cock from getting the friction it wants while their overload has a strangle hold on an internal release.

One determined hand finds Alastor's tail again, but this time, it challenges. It might be as blind as a mole, entirely through feel and thoughts grasped for like snatches of air to a drowning man, but those long fingers can use the base of the tail to slide between Alastor's cheeks. The pad of his index finger rubs over Alastor's entrance, unable to do more than press against it from the angle he's trapped in. ]

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