Istredd lets himself be pulled into Lucifer's arms and he probably will never stop loving that he is so affectionate when they're in bed. In general he allows Istredd so much leeway to touch him, but sleeping together is another level entirely. He gets the aftermath is intense if a bit of a relief, so he kisses his cheek sweetly, his forehead.

No chance we can argue that it just happened and we don't know why? But he's still laughing and won't argue that the consequences are half his. I did warn you. He was going to be careful! Istredd is in no way sorry, not an ounce of regret in their bond.

"We'll put an extra shield up in our room." They didn't think to do it here. Istredd didn't expect this, although now he thinks he should have possibly. Their room at Thorne is already near unbreakable so Lucifer could let loose without fear once they're back. Istredd isn't going to stop trying to blow his mind. This is only the beginning.

He'd been so focused on the glass and Lucifer coming down from it to worry too much about his own pleasure. The question reminds him and he is blatantly aware now of how much it needs relief too. Istredd considers and then moves onto his back, reaching out to drag Lucifer closer to him.

He uses the mixed saliva and fluids from Lucifer to stroke himself this time, making it smoother. Touch me. Istredd looks at him, eyes fixed on his face. Tell me you want me. This time it is less of a demand and more of a plea. Yes he gets turned on by confirmation of Lucifer's claim on him.