"Of course you would be." The kisses merely encourage him to continue grinding before tentatively riding him once more. It was slow and steady compared to the roughness before and he wanted to savor the peaceful closeness. "Not going to say no to it."

His eyes slip shut with the kiss, falling into it with a content hum. Pulling away when he's left breathless, he drags his teeth against Lucifer's lower lip. "I'm yours, raleur. Always."