His fingers scrabble against Lucifer's back, nails dragging down until he finally clutches his shoulders hard. He presses himself close against him, wanting to melt into that fierce heat and wishing for nothing more. The man's name becomes a mantra that he hoarsely calls out as all other words fail him.
Another whimper is stolen from him as his body tenses and contorts against the tight dark coils. The breath knocked out of him while he screws his eyes shut, assaulted by all of the stimuli and not having enough fight to remotely stand a chance. Warm slick gathers between them as he comes, panting heavily and holding fast.
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Date: 2017-06-16 02:54 am (UTC)From:Another whimper is stolen from him as his body tenses and contorts against the tight dark coils. The breath knocked out of him while he screws his eyes shut, assaulted by all of the stimuli and not having enough fight to remotely stand a chance. Warm slick gathers between them as he comes, panting heavily and holding fast.
"I'm yours fuck I'm yours..."