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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]

"Manage?" Jay grins. "I'll have to set up my game."

[wayward_sun]

"I didn't have to try," Lucifer amends.
Stretching.

[runningred]

Jay runs a hand down Lucifer's chest and onto his stomach, just for the joy of touching him.

[wayward_sun]

His skin is warm and smooth.
He obviously moisturizes.

And he likes the attention, humming a little.

[runningred]

Jay leans in to press kisses to Lucifer's ribs, nibbling playfully just below his nipple.

[wayward_sun]

"Uh. It tickles."

And then, "You've got anything to drink?"
Sitting up.

There are two long, gnarled scars dominating his back. Old.

[runningred]

Jay bites softly and smiles, rolling away. "There's a wet bar just over there." He gesture, admiring the lean lines of his body. He has scars of his own but nothing as extreme as that.

[wayward_sun]

"What do you want?" Lucifer asks, looking back over his shoulder.

[runningred]

"Bourbon. The red label, thanks." Jay stretches out, "Help yourself to whatever you like. There's some good scotch there."

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer pours for the both of them and returns to the bed.

He is generous with alcohol.

[runningred]

"So I'm getting what I want out of this. How about you? Anything you want?" He's open to almost anything.

[wayward_sun]

"I'm good," Lucifer says, stretching as he sips his drink.
"I like it when people enjoy themselves."

[runningred]

"You make it very easy to be greedy." Jay grins, looking Lucifer up and down. Doesn't hurt that he's so easy of the eyes.

[wayward_sun]

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Lucifer purrs.

[runningred]

"Got a point there." He takes a small sip and gets up off the bed. He wanders behind Lucifer and kisses his shoulder, nuzzling his throat.

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer closes his eyes, enjoying the sensation.

[runningred]

Jay kisses his way down the centre of Lucifer's back, careful not to touch his scars. He knows how people can be about their scars.

[wayward_sun]

He sighs and relaxes.

(Even if there is a small tremble in the muscles just beneath his shoulder blades).

[runningred]

Jay goes down to one knee, kissing the small of his back as he strokes his way over Lucifer's hips.

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer empties his drink and settles down to enjoy the sensation of Jay's lips on his skin.

[runningred]

"Shower?" Jay suggests, biting lightly on the globe of Lucifer's ass.

[wayward_sun]

"Good call. With the way things are hearing up here."

Lucifer gets up again and waits for Jay.

[runningred]

Jay isn't quite as graceful as he usually is. What with the drinking and the fucking.

He nods towards the bathroom. His shower is a thing of hedonistic beauty - big enough to two with spray heads all over. Not to mention shelves and steps and places to hold onto at just the right height.

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer heads for the bathroom and whistles.

"Nice. Ooh, jets."

He sounds enthusiastic.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles. "The wonderful thing about Milliways. You can have any plumbing you want." He runs the shower just the right side of hot and steps under the spray.