'Let' you do all the work? He laughs smoothly. You'd be allowed to do all the work.
He needs the worship, basks in it like he's sunbathing. About the only way he might get it without being turned off by the usual fanaticism, always just off slightly to what Lucifer craves. To think he could've accidentally seduced someone and filled a fix for his needs.
(It wouldn't have worked, back home. It would always have that sour taste of him and what his name represented.)
There is a certain appeal to it, now that you mention it. To make Istredd have to take what he needed from Lucifer, to give Lucifer what they both wanted. It's so achingly strong and maybe some other time he'll want that.
But not this time.
He closes his eyes for a moment and just lounges in the warmth, letting the moments tick on like he won't reach out, but just before Istredd might consider making a different touch, a different word, Lucifer shifts strangely enough--those feline moves--so that he can get a hand up under his chin, that playful grin of his back, and his singing up til now has been purposefully wrong, but he puts real effort into it (Istredd doesn't have to know he's been skipping lyrics): "But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm the best there's ever been."
Because he keeps challenging Istredd and it hasn't failed him yet, mm?
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Date: 2023-09-21 03:01 am (UTC)He needs the worship, basks in it like he's sunbathing. About the only way he might get it without being turned off by the usual fanaticism, always just off slightly to what Lucifer craves. To think he could've accidentally seduced someone and filled a fix for his needs.
(It wouldn't have worked, back home. It would always have that sour taste of him and what his name represented.)
There is a certain appeal to it, now that you mention it. To make Istredd have to take what he needed from Lucifer, to give Lucifer what they both wanted. It's so achingly strong and maybe some other time he'll want that.
But not this time.
He closes his eyes for a moment and just lounges in the warmth, letting the moments tick on like he won't reach out, but just before Istredd might consider making a different touch, a different word, Lucifer shifts strangely enough--those feline moves--so that he can get a hand up under his chin, that playful grin of his back, and his singing up til now has been purposefully wrong, but he puts real effort into it (Istredd doesn't have to know he's been skipping lyrics): "But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm the best there's ever been."
Because he keeps challenging Istredd and it hasn't failed him yet, mm?