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[runningred]

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Jay opens the door to his room and gestures Lucifer to join him. He drops his mask on the desk and racks the sword before pulling a couple of glasses from a cupboard. "Want a smoke?"

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[runningred]

That's exactly what he needs. Jay throws his head back and yowls his pleasure, pushing back against each thrust with bruising force.

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer moves a hand up to gran the base of his neck.
Hard.

[runningred]

"Fuck yes!" Jay whimpers, bowing his head under Lucifer's grip. "Just like that."

[wayward_sun]

"Tell me what you are," Lucifer says, a little short of breath.

Horny.
Happy.
A dirty, little fuck-toy.

A bunny slipper getting filled up good.
(You laugh but some people enjoy that sort of thing).

[runningred]

"A killer." Jay breathes harshly. "A villain."

[wayward_sun]

That was unexpected.

And interesting.

"Are you evil?" he asks, all intense focus.

He still keeps pounding him though.

[runningred]

"Not evil." Jay shakes his head under Lucifer's grip. "Just willing to do what others won't."

[wayward_sun]

"But others don't see that, do they? They call you evil. They blame you for the pain."

Right?

[runningred]

"For being willing finish things." Jay hisses, hips snapping with each thrust. "Not just locking the bad guys up. Till the next time they escape and so it again."

[wayward_sun]

"So you do what needs doing and suddenly you're the fucking problem."

It's a hiss.

[runningred]

"Fuck, yes! Exactly! And they make us the villain for it!"

[wayward_sun]

"Yes," Lucifer pants, driving deeper.

[runningred]

Jay is perfectly good with being fucked angry. It's just what he needs. He cants his hips so Lucifer's thrusts hit him just right. "Just there! Fuck yes!"

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer tightens his grip on his neck and drive deeper.
Harder.

[runningred]

"Fuck! I'm close!" He should be able to ride this for hours if Lucifer could keep up. But he's not in the headspace for it. He needs it hard and hot. And to come. Hard.

[wayward_sun]

Long, strong fingers fold around him and starts moving.

Firm, fast strokes and a sure thing caressing the head.

[runningred]

"Fuck, you're good." Jay breathes, arching his back under Lucifer's grip. "Feels so damn good." He's leaking all over Lucifer's fingers, riding the edge.

[wayward_sun]

"Come on," Lucifer coaxes him, angling his hips. "Let me hear you."

[runningred]

"Fuck yes! Harder! Yes." Jay throws his head back and yells as he clenches around Lucifer, cumming hard.

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer grunts - and the half-collapses on top of him.

That was fun.
But a bit quick.

[runningred]

Jay's not done yet. Just this bit. He reaches back to caress Lucifer's hip.

[wayward_sun]

"So - itch scratched?" Lucifer asks.

[runningred]

"Part of the way." Jay groans and stretches, rolling into his side if Lucifer will let him. "But I still want you down my throat in the shower."

[wayward_sun]

He lets him.
Grinning a little.

"That sounds like an excellent plan."

[runningred]

"Soon." Jay stretches and flexes. "How about you?"