[ He kisses deeper, moves more forcefully, seemingly finally losing himself into it a bit as opposed to his being mostly controlled before. He's not really thinking anymore, just sensing, something more primal mostly taking over. ]
[ He uses his teeth and tongue, lets his good hand roam a bit, definitely trying his best to make sure no part of Lucifer feels neglected. His hair frames them like a curtain, somehow not getting in the way despite of how all over the place it is. ]
[ Eventually he picks up the pace, his hips gradually shifting from forcefull rolls to harsh snaps, complimented by bites and scratches as he gets more rough overall, though he still remains very much open to direction or suggestions if Lucifer decides he's not into it. ]
[ The following twenty tags of thrusting can probably be skimmed, unless there's something else of note about to happen. ]
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[ He uses his teeth and tongue, lets his good hand roam a bit, definitely trying his best to make sure no part of Lucifer feels neglected. His hair frames them like a curtain, somehow not getting in the way despite of how all over the place it is. ]
[ Eventually he picks up the pace, his hips gradually shifting from forcefull rolls to harsh snaps, complimented by bites and scratches as he gets more rough overall, though he still remains very much open to direction or suggestions if Lucifer decides he's not into it. ]
[ The following twenty tags of thrusting can probably be skimmed, unless there's something else of note about to happen. ]