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[He'd almost forgotten about them in the wonder that was Chloe Jane Decker fully nude on top of him. With a muffled laugh, he reached a hand between them to fiddle with the belt and button, the zipper already having been taken care of by the nimble fingers of the woman he adored.]

Can you believe I forgot. Here, just let me-- lift... a bit... ah.

[He shifted up, which happened to rock his cloth-clad cock against her core, just while he was trying to pull the trousers and boxers down over his ass. That sensation was... tempting.]

[That friction of his clothed cock against her had her gasping, a trembling moan falling past her lips and setting already blazing nerves aflame. And yet she couldn't help but grin down at him with unrestrained tenderness, hips shifting over his as if trying to get up.]

Here, I could— let me just move for a second—

Love, you can move all you want. I hope for much more than just a second.

[Grinned unrepentantly up at her as he pushed at his trousers, watching her try to help in that way that just made every movement of hers seem erotic.]

Well, you won't have to worry about that on my end.

[Smiling down at him, she shifted to the right, climbing off of him so he'd be able to get his pants and shoes the rest of the way off, eyes roving over him the entire time.]

[With her looking at him like that, he was more than a little tempted to make a show of it. But that need, that control was already stretched thin and he wound up just kicking off his shoes and shuffling the pants and underwear down until he could wriggle them off. Then he lay there, letting her enjoy the view for all of a moment before he was reaching for her again.]

You're too far. Come here.

[And so she did, quickly crawling back on top of him so that she was sitting right there on his thighs, his cock standing at full attention right in front of her.]

This close enough?

[Asked with a teasing lilt to her voice, one hand rising to grip along the base of his cock.]

[There was a groan as she touched him, teased him, and as he let her take the control for this. He shifted upward, pressing into her touch as his eyes lit red fire without him knowing.]

Almost. You have elegant hands, love. Elegant and yet strong. And you're incredibly gorgeous nude. You should do it all the time.

[She froze right then and there for a moment, caught by the hellfire in his eyes. It was odd, seeing such a physical manifestation of who, what he was, the weight of that knowledge still a new, fragile thing between them. But she didn't fear him. She didn't think it was possible.

So the shock of that wore off quickly enough, her hand gently stroking all the way up his length before repeating the motion, the pad of her thumb smearing more of the precum leaking at the head of him. Just enjoying the heat and feel of him as he throbbed and twitched in her bare palm.]

Mmm. All the time, huh?

[A shiver raked over him, his breath coming out shaky as his head tipped back to let out another groan. Her hands. Her bloody hands. Her bloody everything. ]

All the time. All day. All night. I could cover you in touches, in kisses. Drag my mouth over you. Make sure there's not a fraction of an inch of your skin that I don't know intimately.

[He spoke and she listened, the image of them tangled up in each other beckoning her forward, made her hand stroke him faster with jerky little movements as she rose up onto her knees. One of her hands grasped the headboard so she could brace herself as the long strands of her hair pooled over her shoulders to dangle over him as she gazed down.]

You're too much for me sometimes, you know that? But I don't think I'd take you any other way.

You can take me any way you bloody well please.

[His head came back up, his eyes wide and dark as he reached for her, trying to draw her forwards on him, to get her where he wanted her the most.]

I'm going to be incredibly annoyed if I wind up making a mess all over your hands instead of inside you.

Mm, I don't know. It'd be kind of flattering.

[A twitch of her lips to let him know she was just teasing, arching into his hands as she tried to position herself over him. She gripped him carefully, feeling that slick heat and throb of him in her palm that told her he may not have been joking. She raised her hips a bit further as she guided him against her slit, brushing the tip of his cock over the little bundle of nerves there and feeling a shudder roll through her before she angled him right where she wanted him.]

I think you like the idea of me being embarrassed...

[His voice trailed off when she started to finally move, a groan trying to escape him, but he bit his lips to muffle it. His hands were on her thighs, sliding up over her hips and along her sides until he was teasing his thumbs over her nipples. Then she had to go and do that, letting him feel the slick heat of her against the head of his cock, and he grabbed for her hips again, thrusting up and into her with a startled gasp.]

You, embarrassed? Never.

[A shuddering moan rocked through her body as he slid inside her, both hands gripping at the headboard as she tightened around him. She kept her hips still for a brief moment, getting used to the size and shape of him stretching her as she slowly lowered herself. And then finally she moved, a glorious little rolling motion over him, before she settled more firmly in his lap until he was sheathed fully inside.]

[He realized that for the first time since enjoying the pleasures of the flesh, Lucifer hadn't taken the time to ease his partner into the fullness of him. He was a little shocked at himself, eyes watching her to see if he'd gone and ruined what was an incredibly good time. She was still for a moment and he'd thought he had, but then she started to move, rolling those hips over him until his grip on her was something he had to remind himself to be careful of.]

It's not impossible. You do tend to turn the world on its ear.

[Whatever she'd usually say to that was bitten off, her bottom lip dragged between her teeth as she worked herself over him, keeping that rolling motion in slow little circles before she quickened her pace. She used the headboard for leverage, eyes drifting down to where they were joined before her breath caught on a sharp little moan of pleasure.]

Wait--

[His hands on her hips stilled her, or tried to, Lucifer biting his lip as he looked up at her, reaching for the back of her neck.]

I... need a moment. Just... here, love. Come here.

[He urged her down towards him, for her to stop that intoxicating movement that had him far too close, far too soon. Of course, it was a mix of things that was pushing him there; genuine feelings, need, how long it had been for him (which might not be long in Chloe time, but in Lucifer time, it was eons), and the fact that everything about her always was more.]

What? Oh.

[Momentarily distracted and startled that he'd stopped her movements, she didn't quite catch on to what he wanted at first. But then she saw him beckoning her down, asking her for time, and she realized what he wanted, quickly ducking down until her head was slotting right against the dip in his shoulder. One of her hands came up to touch his cheek as she turned her head to look at him.]

You okay?

[His hands were on her, around her, skimming up and down her back when she pressed herself down against him. He chuckled, feeling a little odd at the moment, what with his rising need to impress her mingling with that desire that was close to undoing him.]

More than okay. I'm... well. I'm with you. I just... suppose I hadn't counted on you being as-- or me being so close to-- I'd really rather not wind up being a two-pump chump. A moment, love. That's all I need.

[And to distract himself from that slick, warm tightness he was buried in, he talked.]

Did you enjoy your meal?

Okay. Should I... get off of you, or...?

[Her voice trailed off as she rested on top of him, a shiver skipping down her spine at the feel of his hands running over her. And then she couldn't help but laugh a bit at the awkwardness of his question. He could be cute sometimes even when he didn't want to be.]

I did. I'd actually eat it again. [A beat.] Did you?

If you do, you won't be the only one getting off. Just... stay. Like this.

[Close, but not moving in that way that sent shivers through him. Warm and pressed tight to him, skin soft on his but not driving him mad with the vision of her riding him.... mm. Lovely thought, that.]

I did. I like trying new things.

[A small pause.]

My favorite was dessert.

[She snorts at that comment, tapping him lightly against the chest.]

I'm gonna really need you to stop calling it that, you freak.

[She's obviously in a good mood though as she lays curled around him, hair strewn all about. It's difficult to keep entirely still, as she's still in the throes of the moment, body flushed with heat and pleasure as he rests sheathed inside her. So she distracts herself, fingers weaving gently through his hair while she plants kisses and little nips over his neck and jaw.]

Mm, but it is. All tasty and something I could partake of at any point in time during the day, just like dessert.

[His hand is still sliding over her, tickling little traces along her back and up along her spine before he slides it up into her hair.]

You're sweet and warm. Worth indulging in.

Pretty sure dessert's not supposed to be eaten any 'any point in time during the day', but you get points for trying.

[She likes the way he touches her, and especially the way he's settled so completely against her, like he's being cradled by her body.]

I'm so worth indulging in you need to take a moment to yourself, huh?

It is if you're an adult and can do as you please.

[He likes the weight of her on him, that full press of his body against hers like she's settling in comfortably on him. It doesn't hurt that he's still buried inside her, cock throbbing in time to his pulse as he slides his feet up to brace them, knees bent on either side of her.]

I do. I didn't quite anticipate how... sensitive I was to you. Jokes aside, I think I would be rather embarrassed to actually wind up only lasting two of those delicious rolls of your hips.

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