[ He does seem (mostly) put at ease though, even grinning a bit as he unstraddles Lucifer to settle between his legs, giving one of his nipples a little bite. ]
On it, chief. You need to work on your threats, though. [ Mostly because he's not really seeing it as a loss even if Lucifer decides to do the boning instead. He's definitely holding out the hope that either way they're gonna switch around later, however, mostly because he wants to know how devilfucking feels on both ends. ]
[ He's gladly doing as told, however, quickly spreading a generous amount of lube on his dick and on Satan's butthole, and yes he's prodding his fingers in just a little to get some of it everywhere. ]
Y'know, you're really working this look, gorgeous.
[ Just in case he's getting second thoughts about the tentacle thing. This is about perfect, thank you. ]
[ Either way, Squalo's hoisting them angelic legs higher, lining himself up properly and finally pressing in, gradual but not too slow, with a shaky sigh. That's good. Damn, that's good. He leans down to kiss the man-shaped being deeply on the mouth again, matchingly slow but firm, maybe to distract him a little and make this easier on him. ]
i feel like i'm getting my name printed in hell's lists right now
[ He does seem (mostly) put at ease though, even grinning a bit as he unstraddles Lucifer to settle between his legs, giving one of his nipples a little bite. ]
On it, chief. You need to work on your threats, though. [ Mostly because he's not really seeing it as a loss even if Lucifer decides to do the boning instead. He's definitely holding out the hope that either way they're gonna switch around later, however, mostly because he wants to know how devilfucking feels on both ends. ]
[ He's gladly doing as told, however, quickly spreading a generous amount of lube on his dick and on Satan's butthole, and yes he's prodding his fingers in just a little to get some of it everywhere. ]
Y'know, you're really working this look, gorgeous.
[ Just in case he's getting second thoughts about the tentacle thing. This is about perfect, thank you. ]
[ Either way, Squalo's hoisting them angelic legs higher, lining himself up properly and finally pressing in, gradual but not too slow, with a shaky sigh. That's good. Damn, that's good. He leans down to kiss the man-shaped being deeply on the mouth again, matchingly slow but firm, maybe to distract him a little and make this easier on him. ]