Istredd's broken him several times now, he's well aware of it. Broken down walls around him until he could sneak his way into Lucifer's heart and permanently take residence. He does know him, better than anyone because Lucifer's opened up doors to him he kept closed to others. His momentary jealousy was just that. Irrational and quick and foolish. An echo of his general insecurity, when he has every reason to be confident here.
That unclasping is as clear an invitation as he's going to get and he takes full advantage, no longer playing nice, kissing as far down as he can and then licking a clear line from there all the way back up, sucking on Lucifer's pulse point down to his collar bone. The want rolls off him but it is more than desire Istredd feels, it's the need to please.
He leans forward, having been settled all this time on his lap but not pressing closer until now. You shouldn't doubt my skill at being able to achieve anything I want. It's the most confident Istredd has ever sounded in his life, outside of when talking about monoliths.
His hands move to his chest and then he pushes Lucifer firmly back onto the bed, even if it takes him away from his mouth, although Istredd follows only seconds later. Hands on either side of his head, looking down at him. "For the record. If I could be like this with your real form, I would." Nothing but the truth. He wants Lucifer. Lucifer as a being, not as a body. He knows that Lucifer struggles with image, with being stuck in this form. He found that beautiful creature Lucifer showed him attractive too. It's a very specific type of interest.
"But I'm fairly certain you said a human would die just looking." And he is only a human, if a supernaturally old and powerful one. He smiles. "I just wanted to be clear it's you."
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That unclasping is as clear an invitation as he's going to get and he takes full advantage, no longer playing nice, kissing as far down as he can and then licking a clear line from there all the way back up, sucking on Lucifer's pulse point down to his collar bone. The want rolls off him but it is more than desire Istredd feels, it's the need to please.
He leans forward, having been settled all this time on his lap but not pressing closer until now. You shouldn't doubt my skill at being able to achieve anything I want. It's the most confident Istredd has ever sounded in his life, outside of when talking about monoliths.
His hands move to his chest and then he pushes Lucifer firmly back onto the bed, even if it takes him away from his mouth, although Istredd follows only seconds later. Hands on either side of his head, looking down at him. "For the record. If I could be like this with your real form, I would." Nothing but the truth. He wants Lucifer. Lucifer as a being, not as a body. He knows that Lucifer struggles with image, with being stuck in this form. He found that beautiful creature Lucifer showed him attractive too. It's a very specific type of interest.
"But I'm fairly certain you said a human would die just looking." And he is only a human, if a supernaturally old and powerful one. He smiles. "I just wanted to be clear it's you."