He captures his lips into another drawn out kiss, dragging teeth across his lower lip with a pleased rumble. His free hand burying itself into Lucifer's hair to keep him close. "Spoiling you. There's a difference, raleur."
His fingers tighten in his hair with each addition, struggling to find any words that don't turn into breathy groans. The reaper's attention focused on pressing back to get him deeper.
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Date: 2017-04-10 04:08 am (UTC)From:His fingers tighten in his hair with each addition, struggling to find any words that don't turn into breathy groans. The reaper's attention focused on pressing back to get him deeper.