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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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[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.

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer steps close and runs his hands down Jay's sides, enjoying the sensation of wet skin.

"Maybe I ought to put in a few requests then," he muses.

[runningred]

Jay purrs and leans into the touch. "You should. It's amazing what you can get if you ask for it." He turns slowly, grinning.

[wayward_sun]

Lucifer dips hia head and nips at his shoulder with sharp teeth.

Up close, it almost looks as if he is wearing eyeliner.
Except it doesn't seem to wash off. Or smudge.