In that moment there's nothing better than the sensation of Matthieu going taught against him and the warmth that suddenly spreads between the both of them. His reaper goes tight around him, and Lucifer groans headily into his reaper's shoulder as he fucks him through the orgasm.

"And I yours," he works out, stilling after a moment to give Mattheiu a chance to catch his breath. He's still hard, pressed up against the man's stomach and buried deep within him, but he's the patient sort and instead smears kisses across the line of the reaper's jaw. "Like that darling, yes, you feel so good."