You-- He did, in fact, ask for this. Not that he's upset by any means, but ask and he shall receive. His mind maybe checks out for a few moments too many, fine on any other day, any other vessel, any other level of his grace reserves and control.
It's like misplacing a nuke, though lucky this one's currently, mostly, a dud.
When he checks back in he's unconcerned, one hand still marking up Istredd's head, the other wrapping around one of his wrists, not at all restricting his movements--following, even--but very much keying into a heartbeat, resonating it through them in a rocky, heady loop. An archangel shouldn't get high on life, the force and presence of it, but he's always been the abnormal one.
I'm already yours, try to keep up, would you-- the messy tumbled response falls away partway through, a distant ping in Lucifer's own blurry senses, an understanding about himself, missing the signs, or the absence, or, or...
Ah, fuck.
"Oh," drags out of Lucifer's mouth in a warble, hand clapped rudely to the back of Istredd's head now, pushing, holding, his hips jerking, "hell," follows in time with a sudden up-swelled chime droning through the air and the shattering of all the fancy, expensive, decorative glassware in the room.
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It's like misplacing a nuke, though lucky this one's currently, mostly, a dud.
When he checks back in he's unconcerned, one hand still marking up Istredd's head, the other wrapping around one of his wrists, not at all restricting his movements--following, even--but very much keying into a heartbeat, resonating it through them in a rocky, heady loop. An archangel shouldn't get high on life, the force and presence of it, but he's always been the abnormal one.
I'm already yours, try to keep up, would you-- the messy tumbled response falls away partway through, a distant ping in Lucifer's own blurry senses, an understanding about himself, missing the signs, or the absence, or, or...
Ah, fuck.
"Oh," drags out of Lucifer's mouth in a warble, hand clapped rudely to the back of Istredd's head now, pushing, holding, his hips jerking, "hell," follows in time with a sudden up-swelled chime droning through the air and the shattering of all the fancy, expensive, decorative glassware in the room.
Found the nuke.