[Lucifer watches with a sort of fascination as Francis sinks so obediently on the bed, offers himself freely. He didn't come in with any sort of expectations -- he rarely ever did where sex was involved. Spontaneity was so much more fun.
But he can't say hes disappointed at all.
He takes a step closer to brush his fingers over his cheek softly, dipping down until he can take his chin loosely and tip his head up.]
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But he can't say hes disappointed at all.
He takes a step closer to brush his fingers over his cheek softly, dipping down until he can take his chin loosely and tip his head up.]
Is this how you want it then, Francis?
[He practically purrs the words.]
Would you like me to direct you?