[ James responds by tightening his hand in Lucifer's hair and pushing back against his finger, taking him in another inch, his body furnace-hot and tight around him. That's gonna feel amazing in a moment, isn't it. Smiling wickedly against the other man's lips, he angles his chin a bit to give him better access for all his kissing-related desires (teeth optional, true, but never unwanted). Then, he frees one hand and reaches sideways, fingers searching for a moment along the side of the tub before coming up with -- ]
Aha! Knew I'd left one.
[ He holds up a small tube of lube between them triumphantly, then unscrews the lid single-handedly because the Devil's bloody well dexterous, particularly in matters concerning soon-to-be anal sex. He pushes his finger inside James' arse a bit further, just letting him feel it there for a moment while he squeezes out some lube onto his palm - stuff's silicone-based because he's got lube for all occasions as well as a jacuzzi that he really rather likes having sex in. ]
Now, darling, do tell.
[ Hand nicely slicked up, he drops the tube on the side of the tub and slides his fingers right back between James' buttocks. He doesn't remove his finger - instead, he simply pushes another in right alongside it, the lube making everything feel a lot smoother. He feels the other man's arsehole stretching to accommodate and pushes in deep, all the way to the last knuckle. Then, he stills, leaning up close to speak against the shell of his ear. ]
You came to LA to escape yourself, didn't you? You want me to make it all sweet and precious - [ He slips his finger out, halfway, then pushes it right back in. His cock jerks. ] - or do you want me to fuck you into utter oblivion? I'm asking because I'd like to hear you say it.
[ True, he could ask him about his true desire right now and get the answer for free but what's the fun in that? James deserves better than that, at least, with his warm lips and his pliant body. He's doing the best he can, presumably, as people - humans - tend to do. They try.
He's convinced that James does too, even if he's pretending not to. That's usually a dead give-away. ]
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Aha! Knew I'd left one.
[ He holds up a small tube of lube between them triumphantly, then unscrews the lid single-handedly because the Devil's bloody well dexterous, particularly in matters concerning soon-to-be anal sex. He pushes his finger inside James' arse a bit further, just letting him feel it there for a moment while he squeezes out some lube onto his palm - stuff's silicone-based because he's got lube for all occasions as well as a jacuzzi that he really rather likes having sex in. ]
Now, darling, do tell.
[ Hand nicely slicked up, he drops the tube on the side of the tub and slides his fingers right back between James' buttocks. He doesn't remove his finger - instead, he simply pushes another in right alongside it, the lube making everything feel a lot smoother. He feels the other man's arsehole stretching to accommodate and pushes in deep, all the way to the last knuckle. Then, he stills, leaning up close to speak against the shell of his ear. ]
You came to LA to escape yourself, didn't you? You want me to make it all sweet and precious - [ He slips his finger out, halfway, then pushes it right back in. His cock jerks. ] - or do you want me to fuck you into utter oblivion? I'm asking because I'd like to hear you say it.
[ True, he could ask him about his true desire right now and get the answer for free but what's the fun in that? James deserves better than that, at least, with his warm lips and his pliant body. He's doing the best he can, presumably, as people - humans - tend to do. They try.
He's convinced that James does too, even if he's pretending not to. That's usually a dead give-away. ]