couldkillthedevil | IC Contact

You make us sound like some kind of pet.

[It's said a bit dryly, but she's not too bothered altogether. For the Devil, he sure seemed to have an affinity for humans in general, though perhaps not a very high opinion in terms of overall status in comparison to him.

She sighed gratefully when he gave her some more space, certain parts of her still sensitive from earlier.]

Well... as someone who has experienced them before, I can tell you you've been missing out on a different kind of fun.

Hardly. I'm not exactly into bestiality, no matter what that bloody book says.

[His free hand kept petting her hair, placing strands here and there over the pillow, fingers stroking down over her shoulder as he kept that please smile on his face that seemed to be there of its own volition.]

So it seems. Who would have thought monogamy could be fun?

Gross. I'm starting to understand why you have so much to be offended about.

[She was sore but relaxed, a smile of her own rising to mirror his as he touched her. Carefully so as not to disturb his movements too much, she rolled over onto her side to face him.

She opened her mouth to say something before closing it again, as if she decided against it. When she spoke again, she seemed more at ease.]

Probably someone who's found the right person for it, I'd imagine.

[He waited until she was done moving to go back to petting her, fingers sliding over her shoulder and down her arm, trying to get goosebumps to skate across her skin.]

Well, you can hardly blame me, love. Waited all those years and only one of you was right. How could I not think it was nonsense?

Is this the part where you break out into song again? I might have to leave immediately.

[A shudder rolled down her spine and, indeed, goosebumps rose over her flesh at the teasing stroke of his fingers. There was an easy smile on her face as she pushed herself up and half on top of him, as if trying to roll him over. Her voice was gentler on the next part, though.]

Can't really wait for someone you had no idea you'd find. But... I'm glad you did. [A beat.] Or I'm glad I found you, more like.

Nonsense. I saw you. You liked it.

[His finger moved to gently touch her nose, then she was moving him and he let her -- of course.]

Truthfully? I wasn't entirely certain it was something I could feel. Or any angel, really. Not for a human. But you lot... well. Even mum seemed to have found herself all gooey over-- ugh. Daniel...

Liked is a strong word. More like begrudgingly tolerated.

[She's not holding back that smile, though, an obvious good mood playing across her face as she gazed down at him. Which softened a bit as he spoke about the nature of angels and what it meant for him to feel these things.]

Well... maybe angels are closer to us humans than you thought. You might not be the most self-reflective person I know, but you feel, Lucifer. Stronger than some humans I know.

[With that, she leaned down to plant a soft kiss to his lips before she started to move to get up.]

Oh-ho...

[A muted protest as she leaned down, kissing him gently before she went to move. His hands automatically went to her hips to hold her in place.]

And where do you think you're going, young lady? I'm not nearly done with you yet.

[She snorted, amused, before trying to gently tug his hands away.]

I was going to use the bathroom. Especially since you went to the trouble to get such a fancy room. Might as well get your money's worth.

[Is there a hint of sarcasm there? Maybe.]

Would you like a shower? Or maybe a bubble bath? I'd love to join you for either.

[Knowing she was just going to be gone a little while let him loosen his grip on her, hands sliding down to her knees so she could get up. Oh, don't worry, Chloe. He heard that cheek.]

I wasn't exactly planning on it, but I have a feeling you're gonna follow me in anyhow.

[She'd just been planning to clean herself up a little before lying back down with him, after all. But he was cute with how intent he was. And the way his hair curled from all their earlier activities.]

Not if you don't want me to... but I certainly would love a reason to get my hands all over your.

You need a reason?

[She's grinning as she rolls off of him and onto her feet, stretching and padding naked over to the bathroom before glancing over her shoulder at him.]

Come if you're coming.

Already done that, love. Twice.

[He watched her stretch, saw her sashay naked towards the bathroom and he felt that coil of desire flicker back to life low in his belly. Mm, the things she did to him. His healthy appetite felt like it was suddenly ravenous, and he moved to crawl over the bed, eyes on her before he stepped off it and came towards her.]

Only thing I need is your permission.

[Well, she certainly walked straight into that one.

She'd just been about to lob another quip his way when she saw that mischievous gleam in his eye. The dark, heady look in his gaze that she's only begun to know recently, but is already becoming very familiar with.]

Let me catch my breath for a few more minutes and we'll see. You're more than welcome to join me, though. This bathtub looks big enough for twenty people.

Bath, is it? Well, would you like me to run it for you? There's... let's see here.

[He moved past her, fingers trailing over her side with a light, teasing touch before he went to where the bath supplies were stored.]

I know there's salts and soaps. Also bubbles and oils and... ooh. Those little bomb balls. What would you like?

[She leaned against the bathroom wall with her arms crossed, watching him examine their available treats and supplies. The room really was decadent, far more spacious than the two of them needed, but it definitely held the romantic atmosphere he was probably going for. Dimmed lights, candles lit and strewn about the room, little bowls with chocolates here and there.]

Hmmm. Surprise me.

[He shot her a sideways glance, smirking as he reached in and drew out a bottle. Going over to the bath, he started running the water. He uncapped the bottle and poured in a generous amount into the stream once it had filled up a little. The scent of vanilla filled the room, sweet and musky all at once, and he set the bottle down on a nearby table.]

Thought I'd stay with the theme of the evening, mm? Something tasty to put in your mouth...

Mm, I'm not the one who's put much in my mouth tonight.

[Said with a hint of teasing as she came over to him and let her hands splay against his back, running her hands up and down him in a light massage as they waited for the bath to get going. She leaned in a little further against him, wrapping her arms around his middle and planting a kiss against his back.]

[He stilled when she came up to him, eyes closing as her hands moved over his back. He loved to touch her, could run his hands over her for days if she'd let him, but he'd never really allowed himself to be touched by her. Her arms came around him and he slid his hand up to hold onto her, pressing her arm to his chest and feeling an odd pricking in his eyes.]

We'll have to fix that. There's tasty treats out there along with the champagne, if you'd like. I could feed you in bed.

That sounds nice. We could eat them together.

[She didn't even think anything of it when she did it. Oh, she knew he hadn't wanted to be touched a long time ago, when she first saw his scars. But after everything they'd done together that night, it would feel unnatural not to touch him, to hold him. That's just what was done.

She sensed the sudden change in atmosphere, though, feeling the way he seemed to tense up in her arms and how he gripped her arm so close to him. She frowned, pressing her chin against his back as if that would help her see him better, still holding him.]

Something wrong?

No, love. Nothing's wrong. Everything is just... perfect.

[He sighed, hand sliding up along her arm as he turned his head a little, smiling at her over his back.]

I don't think I was expecting it to be so... well. I should have. You do tend to take me by surprise, though. Every time.

[He seemed okay, as far as she could tell. Perhaps a little more fragile than she's used to. She smiles at him when he looks down at her, nuzzling against his back before giving him another kiss.]

It's just a hug. This is something you should be used to, not surprised by.

[And if he's not, she'll just have to go it more often. She files that bit of information away for later.]

[He moved to turn around, lifting an arm over her head to avoid knocking it as he wrapped his arms loosely around her.]

I'm not used to anything from you, Chloe. I'm not sure I want to get used to you.

[She adjusted herself as he moved, pressing herself against his front as he wrapped his arms around her.]

I don't think you really have a choice. Things that last awhile generally stop being novel after some time.

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject