They are very rarely negative. Their relationship is built on acceptance and respect. That means everything they do and say to one another is steeped in positive energy, in the strength they have. No matter how many ups and downs they've gone through, they come through it unbreakable. Istredd knows how Lucifer feels, he can sense how he feels, but he he still feeds on it.
There was a time both of them thought it was possible Lucifer wouldn't want him this way. He was still new to it and the feelings it provoked. Now he may as well be radiating desire and it is a heady feeling to soak in. That is the only thing Istredd would accept. Nothing lukewarm. Only bright like this.
He loses the game the moment Lucifer says that word and the play drops out of him as something drops in his stomach at the time, butterflies fluttering, and he licks his suddenly dry lips. Istredd hurries to say the spell with the precision of someone good at this now, and he has been testing it out on his own. Lucifer can probably tell the difference right away as the power drops over Istredd and he'll find his body is cushioned, his skin impossible to rip to shreds, glowing with the type of strength that only a very good enchantment could pull off.
Istredd wastes no time after that to swoop down and kiss the sense out of both of them, dropping his body back down on top of Lucifer, forcefully rocking his body against him now. The please is something he is unlikely to forget, maybe even fantasize occasionally on his own about.
Istredd only pulls out of the kiss when he's probably going to see stars from lack of breathing, taking those precious seconds before he gets starving again to pull Lucifer up with him with a sharp tug. "Take your damn clothes off or I'll rip them off." He is being his pushy self by curling his fingers into Lucifer's tunic and hurriedly scrambling it toward his head to try and get it off.
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Date: 2023-09-20 05:12 am (UTC)There was a time both of them thought it was possible Lucifer wouldn't want him this way. He was still new to it and the feelings it provoked. Now he may as well be radiating desire and it is a heady feeling to soak in. That is the only thing Istredd would accept. Nothing lukewarm. Only bright like this.
He loses the game the moment Lucifer says that word and the play drops out of him as something drops in his stomach at the time, butterflies fluttering, and he licks his suddenly dry lips. Istredd hurries to say the spell with the precision of someone good at this now, and he has been testing it out on his own. Lucifer can probably tell the difference right away as the power drops over Istredd and he'll find his body is cushioned, his skin impossible to rip to shreds, glowing with the type of strength that only a very good enchantment could pull off.
Istredd wastes no time after that to swoop down and kiss the sense out of both of them, dropping his body back down on top of Lucifer, forcefully rocking his body against him now. The please is something he is unlikely to forget, maybe even fantasize occasionally on his own about.
Istredd only pulls out of the kiss when he's probably going to see stars from lack of breathing, taking those precious seconds before he gets starving again to pull Lucifer up with him with a sharp tug. "Take your damn clothes off or I'll rip them off." He is being his pushy self by curling his fingers into Lucifer's tunic and hurriedly scrambling it toward his head to try and get it off.