[ The pace quickens, gets heavier and harder and all-encompassing and Lucifer follows along as he does so rarely otherwise, just lets it take him, pushing in, in, in, and then James is coming around him, his arsehole clenching wildly around his length. He gasps, lips parted against the side of James' mouth, feeling the other man's cock pulse in his grip. His own breath's stuck in his throat for a moment, his body overheated, oversensitive.
He looks up at James, eyes wide, like there's just something inherently surprising about a human in the throes of pleasure which, objectively, there isn't, not after such a long bloody time. All the same, here he is. Feeling... surprised. Taken.
Undone.
Growling, a primal sound coming from deep within his chest, he tightens his grip around James' waist, pulls him up a fraction towards himself and fucks into him, hard and fast, burying himself with every thrust. It takes him less than a minute to hit the edge - with a loud moan, he tumbles right over, a rush of pure pleasure flooding him as he spends himself, pulsing deep within the other man. Hip jerking a couple of times, rocking James' body from the sheer force of his thrusts, he finally stills against him.
The water stills in response. ]
Oh.
[ He licks his lips and looks up at the other man, his cock still hard inside of him. On impulse, he leans in and kisses his shoulder, tasting water and sweat there, before he pulls him forward against his chest a bit, enough to slide out of his body. His cock pops out, lube and cum sticking to its length. Tilting his head sideways, he kisses James again, slower now, his tongue slipping into his mouth with utmost familiarity, like they've done it across several life times. He's spent, though, truly and utterly.
Good thing he spotted this opportunity, clearly. Very, very good. ]
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He looks up at James, eyes wide, like there's just something inherently surprising about a human in the throes of pleasure which, objectively, there isn't, not after such a long bloody time. All the same, here he is. Feeling... surprised. Taken.
Undone.
Growling, a primal sound coming from deep within his chest, he tightens his grip around James' waist, pulls him up a fraction towards himself and fucks into him, hard and fast, burying himself with every thrust. It takes him less than a minute to hit the edge - with a loud moan, he tumbles right over, a rush of pure pleasure flooding him as he spends himself, pulsing deep within the other man. Hip jerking a couple of times, rocking James' body from the sheer force of his thrusts, he finally stills against him.
The water stills in response. ]
Oh.
[ He licks his lips and looks up at the other man, his cock still hard inside of him. On impulse, he leans in and kisses his shoulder, tasting water and sweat there, before he pulls him forward against his chest a bit, enough to slide out of his body. His cock pops out, lube and cum sticking to its length. Tilting his head sideways, he kisses James again, slower now, his tongue slipping into his mouth with utmost familiarity, like they've done it across several life times. He's spent, though, truly and utterly.
Good thing he spotted this opportunity, clearly. Very, very good. ]