Istredd doesn't know the full extent of Lucifer's strength and power. He knows it exists, he knows that he is far from human even in this vessel, but the danger in this situation is not something he has considered. And frankly he has no intention of considering. Nothing is going to stop him outside of Lucifer asking him not to. There are worse ways to die.
"Fuck," Istredd moans when Lucifer keeps touching him, rubbing against him. He moves against him in a natural way, a slow and steady rock of his hips down, pressing Lucifer into the mattress. He really doesn't ordinarily swear this much, if there ever was a good time. He is very expressive here, not holding back as he grits his teeth. His lust is so clearly tumbling over the line to choke them both.
I like your way of talking dirty. His amusement is threaded into desire. Never will their joking be put entirely to rest. It's always been a risk you could break me, I took that on willingly. Eagerly. From the first time he entered Lucifer's mind, it was a possibility. He didn't hesitate and he wouldn't now. Not when he has been straight up watching him with lovestruck eyes for a long time. "All I want is to please you, Lucifer."
His teeth dig into Lucifer's neck and down, sucking very carefully on a nipple, since it is a brand new situation and set of feelings. He sinks further on the bed, just sliding easily between Lucifer's legs. It isn't until his mouth is at his stomach that he glances up at him again from this position.
"Can your mess handle my mouth or is it too much?" It is intense for anyone and he knows that, but he is so hungry for it. Istredd understands this is a lot but what he wants more than anything is to have Lucifer fall apart. Break. Tumble into a pleasure he's never really known before. A hand curls down to cup his thigh, caressing the skin there. No more pressure than that, he isn't trying to use his attraction against him for persuasion.
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"Fuck," Istredd moans when Lucifer keeps touching him, rubbing against him. He moves against him in a natural way, a slow and steady rock of his hips down, pressing Lucifer into the mattress. He really doesn't ordinarily swear this much, if there ever was a good time. He is very expressive here, not holding back as he grits his teeth. His lust is so clearly tumbling over the line to choke them both.
I like your way of talking dirty. His amusement is threaded into desire. Never will their joking be put entirely to rest. It's always been a risk you could break me, I took that on willingly. Eagerly. From the first time he entered Lucifer's mind, it was a possibility. He didn't hesitate and he wouldn't now. Not when he has been straight up watching him with lovestruck eyes for a long time. "All I want is to please you, Lucifer."
His teeth dig into Lucifer's neck and down, sucking very carefully on a nipple, since it is a brand new situation and set of feelings. He sinks further on the bed, just sliding easily between Lucifer's legs. It isn't until his mouth is at his stomach that he glances up at him again from this position.
"Can your mess handle my mouth or is it too much?" It is intense for anyone and he knows that, but he is so hungry for it. Istredd understands this is a lot but what he wants more than anything is to have Lucifer fall apart. Break. Tumble into a pleasure he's never really known before. A hand curls down to cup his thigh, caressing the skin there. No more pressure than that, he isn't trying to use his attraction against him for persuasion.