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Myth!AU - Unforeseen Side Effects

It's hard to relax after a long shift roaming around the city and maintaining the teetering balance but what made it all the more easier was the fact that his partner was awaiting in his apartment and graciously welcomed him back when he arrived. There was still some residual exhaustion but he was eager to hold a small conversation before slipping away to clean himself up from the work day. The hardest part of the whole thing was making sure that Lucifer didn't simply barge into the bathroom while he took a shower to decompress peacefully for a couple of moments.

When he's all clean and dressed in but a simple t-shirt and shorts, the reaper eyes the belt that he carried on his person as a small prank formulated in his plan. Lucifer was rather fond of all manners of serpents and he was no stranger to what the belt could do. Still that didn't mean that Matthieu couldn't surprise him nonetheless.

Belt in hand behind his back, he slowly stalks through the halls to locate his quarry. It doesn't take much to locate the man who was lounging across bed in the guest bedroom downstairs, seemingly entertaining himself with whatever was on his phone. The perfect opportunity to strike. He doesn't waste the precious chance and charges into the bedroom with a tease in french before jumping onto the bed and wrapping the belt around the unsuspecting man's waist.

The magic is activated with a quick ignition feed of his energy. However something feels distinctly off this time though he can't investigate too much as he loses his balance and slips off the bed in the end. Mission success!

...though he didn't realize what he had really done.

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"Really now? That does sound like a nice idea, doesn't it?" There's something predatory in his grin, and he rewards Matthieu with a graze of his teeth over his pulse as he hand lazily teases him.

"I wouldn't be opposed to it," he says, managing enough of a response between soft gasps as he's worked over. The reaper tilts his head to the side. Hopefully not to be bitten again because there's already an inferno in his blood right now and gods know if it can get worse what would happen. "Please..."

"Mm, just think about it darling," he murmurs into the hollow of Mattheiu's throat as he grins wickedly, "think of how deep I could be inside you, fucking you slow, filling you so perfectly with each cant of my hips."

His hand continues to slowly stroke the man, and he moans unabashedly against the reaper's skin, "you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

He groans again, closing his eyes as he drinks in the heated words and lets them play havoc with his imagination. The touches were torturous and this was only making them all the worse. The noises slipping out from the man echoed by him.

"I want you," he pleads, nodding. "I want you fucking me with your damn cock. Please, raleur."

"I love it when you talk like that," he groans against Mattheiu's neck. For a fraction of a second his tail constricts around the reaper tighter completely of its own regard, but he regains control a moment later and instead focuses on teasingly dragging his thumb over the head of the man's length before pulling away. "I think we might be able to work something out."

Though as eager as he is, there's still the matter of adjusting the both of them and making sure his reaper is thoroughly prepared. Fingers slip over the smooth scales of his belly, reaching down until he can take himself in hand and-

Wait.

Well.

"...darling. Mattheiu. Love of my life. I- there may be a happy little accident right now."

He grunts at the sudden constriction, slitting his eyes open to throw a half-assed glare at the man for doing such with no warning. However the coils around him relax back into the comfortable tightness from before and he's all but groaning as the stroking continues. There's a soft whimper as Lucifer pulls away but he isn't completely desperate.

"I know you do. That's why I say it," he murmurs heated into his shoulder. "Besides you give such good encouragement."

However that hesitation was a tad confusing. Then the possibility of an issue. "...I didn't think you were that quick of a shot. But what's wrong?"

"Of course I'm not!" There's incredible offense in his tone, but he's far too distracted to really put any bite to the words. Fingers slip over warm flesh, and the slow burn of pleasure that follows confirms his incredible suspicions. It's strange, yes, but perhaps not the strangest thing he's ever experienced in his life. Maybe it's even a little fun, if he's being honest with himself, and he allows himself to become distracted for a moment as he traces his fingers over the ridges that now decorate his cock.

Reaching back up, he takes Mattheiu's hand and brings it down between the both of them, canting his hips until he's able to rut both lengths against the man's palm. "Lucky, don't you think?"

"I'd hope not. You're not the one dealing with all the venom," he teasingly grumbles. However there's slick between them but not on the level of either of them having gotten too excited. "I know you better though."

He does furrow his brow though at the retreating hand because there was still two hard things pressing into him that weren't his. That was something. His confusion worsens when his hand is taken down there by Lucifer's and well....that was somethings.

His fingers wind around one length, tracing over the ridges to get a feel for the shape. Then there's the other rubbing up against his hand just as eagerly. "That's not the word I'd use."

"I would bite myself if you so asked, darling," he jokes back, the words slightly breathless as he presses himself into Mattheiu's hand, "render myself begging for you."

The reaper's fingers provide a wonderful distraction however, and the feeling is doubly intense and takes his breath away. "I'd beg to differ."

With a quiet groan he shudders, "certainly a blessing as far as I can say."

"Yes but I'm not going to ask that of you," he assures, busy understanding what he was handling at the time. "I think I can already get you there."

The temptation is there so he simply has to figure out how to maneuver himself for his other hand to slip down. It wraps around the other ridged cock and works in tandem with his other to stroke both. "Interesting to say the least."

Any response he could come up with dies on his tongue at the sensation of Mattheiu's second hand, and for a moment he's entirely unable to do much more than groan hot against the man's neck and rock his hips into the touches. It's intense, far more intense than he'd ever have thought, and the small part of his brain that still has overarching thought certainly agrees that Mattheiu was doing a wonderful job of getting him there.

"Interesting," he works out, "and worthy of some experimentation don't you think?"

Hearing those breathless noises are more than the reaper could ask for as he works over the hard lengths in his hold, following from base to tip before heading back down. It was daunting to think of there not one but two down there. He worries at his bottom lip as he thinks.

Still Lucifer's earlier words echo in his mind and he can't help but nod. "I think so. Still want you. P-plus someone mentioned being deep in me, possibly perfectly."

There's another breathless groan into Mattheiu's shoulder as he slowly thrusts into the reaper's hands. How delightfully hedonistic everything is, and he's now quite certain that this transformation is perhaps the best thing that he's experienced in many years.

Right behind winning his reaper's heart, of course.

But the thought of burying himself within Matthieu is wonderful, and there's a devilish smirk as he reaches around the man to rest one hand low on his back. "Not both at the same time, though the idea is absolutely delectable. But get what we need, come now darling."

"I don't think I can do both so yea that'd be great," he murmurs, trying to keep his hands timed just right. However he pauses on one to simply rub his thumb at the head of the other, smoothing around the slick there.

He glances back at the drawer, out of reach. Then it's down to the dark coils around him before he nuzzles Lucifer's shoulder. "You'll have to let me go to do that, raleur."

While Mattheieu does make a point, the thought of having to pull away from the man's talented hands is certainly terrible indeed. Still, the thought of seeing his reaper so thoroughly debauched is more than enough motivation to slowly unwind himself. His hand snakes down to gently push Mattheiu's away, as much as he doesn't want to, but he settles for wrapping his fingers around one length to ease some of the ache. "Then don't keep me waiting, darling."

As soon as the coils are loosening around him, his hands retreat back to his sides and he waits to be free before carefully maneuvering over. The push garners a soft laugh from him as well as looking back which pauses him. First time seeing the so called happy accident was rather curious, blinking at the not one but two ridged cocks nestled amongst the scales.

Still he wasn't supposed to make the man wait so he rifles through the drawer to gather the bottle and a couple packets. Raising a brow, he glances between the double trouble and the packets. "I don't think these will fit you anymore..."

"You...may be right," he concedes, and though there's still a pulse of heat low in his stomach at the sight of Mattheiu before him it's overwritten by concern. While the image of his reaper mindless in pleasure is something that he loves dearly, it would kill him to ever actually harm the man and with the uncertainty of the new additions...

"There are other things, darling. Fingers, mouth, I wouldn't ever want to hurt you-"

"I mean I'm ok with not using them but probably would be for the best," he says, mulling over his options. Standing up, the reaper returns to Lucifer and stealing away a brief kiss.

He gently cups his cheek, gently stroking. "I know. I also know you don't want to wait but if you'll allow me to slip away I can get better preparations. Maybe even make sure there's food for later."

His neck still stings when he moves but he can hide that with a glamour. It may be a bit uncomfortable with the venom still running through him but he can manage.

"Darling, if you think I wouldn't gladly fuck you right here and right now without them you certainly don't know me at all," he murmurs as he nuzzles against his reaper's hand, "and I daresay the thought of filling you like that is downright sinful-

but this isn't about me, this is about you. And remember that I love you no matter what. If you want to go, I can wait, I'm a big boy remember?"

"Yes but always best to ask first rather than do whatever and possibly ruin something," he assures between another soft kiss. Taking a moment to think the reaper presses his forehead to his. "I love you with all my being."

Sighing, he presses the bottle into Lucifer's hands. "I also want you to fuck me. Though after I take a moment to order food, ok?"

"You know my account, have them charge to it and don't worry about the price," he says softly, breaking the kiss with a slight press of fangs to Mattheiu's lower lip. "Get whatever you want, and I mean that."

"You're not the only one with a packed account, raleur," he teases. Pressing a kiss to his forehead, the reaper heads out into the hall. "Give me a few. Going to make sure to get something you like too."

He relocates his phone after the earlier nonsense of coming back home and starts scrolling through the various options. The winner ends up being a burger joint that he knows delivers and well they have exploited that a lot before. So he gives them a call and sets up the order.

Walking back he hums softly. "Roughly an hour and a half for food. Pretty busy right now but it's doable."

"Yes, but that doesn't mean that the devil doesn't like to spoil his favorite," he teases back, letting himself fall back on his tail as he makes himself more comfortable. It's still incredibly strange to know that this is his form for the foreseeable future, but the benefits are certainly outweighing any inconvenience.

He toys with himself lazily as he waits, letting his eyes slip shut to concentrate on the sensations and when he finally hears footsteps returning he grins toothily. "I trust you went with something lovely?"

"You already do that so much. Give me a chance to do the same sometimes."

Funny how he has to actually talk his way into footing the bill on the occasion. Not something he pictured himself doing with the devil but there was a lot he didn't expect that he's now used to with this partnership. Hopefully he'll be able to find a way to fix his mistake though.

He shrugs while coming in. "Something like that but mostly familiar. Figured it'd be a safe choice for now."

The reaper wanders over slowly before shooing away Lucifer's hand from himself to straddle his tail. Hopefully that was comfortable for the man and he's hesitant to put his full weight on him because of such a worry.

"Believe me darling, you take care of me in so many ways." It goes beyond the material, beyond the physical; there's something about Mattheiu that all but completes him.

His grin is all but predatory as he feels a familiar weight against him though, and while it takes a moment to adjust and stabilize himself he's able to wind the remainder of his tail around enough to support them both as he reaches up and drags Mattheiu down into a deep kiss. His free hand skirts against the line of his shoulders, pulling him close until he's able to rut gently up against him.

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