"I wouldn't risk allowing you into solely physical combat if you 'hadn't been paying attention' to your training," Lucifer says dryly.
He finishes securing his promised 'last two' parts from the corpse, shucks off some of the extra gooey bits from his hands with minor levels of care, and then he's shifted in flight to pressed completely against Istredd's back, all ten fingers dug into him like claws, dragging down slightly.
The layers of fabric between his nails and Istredd's skin ruins some of the effect.
"If you wanted me to wash your back all you had to do was ask," he says lowly, matching the teasing and going beyond, his mouth besides Istredd's ear, breath cool, "you didn't have to get so dirty."
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He finishes securing his promised 'last two' parts from the corpse, shucks off some of the extra gooey bits from his hands with minor levels of care, and then he's shifted in flight to pressed completely against Istredd's back, all ten fingers dug into him like claws, dragging down slightly.
The layers of fabric between his nails and Istredd's skin ruins some of the effect.
"If you wanted me to wash your back all you had to do was ask," he says lowly, matching the teasing and going beyond, his mouth besides Istredd's ear, breath cool, "you didn't have to get so dirty."