WIP Wednesday
oh man, I need to get ADIF out but I’m trying to combine it with another chapter to make it longer so I need a little more time … so here’s some Intersex Lucifer about to get eaten out by Omega Reader and Alpha Alastor! Thanks @cursed-insanity for the WIP tag :3
In the shade of the bright red canopy, the deer demon’s smirk shined. “Have a change of heart?”
That was the closest to an invitation you’d get. It felt undignified to crawl on your hands and knees, but the bed was too big to do anything else.
Luci’s legs parted as you advanced, and you had to swallow back the gathering saliva. The outline of his growing erection brought back memories of last time. How good it felt to have him buried in you. It was suddenly offensive to you that you’d not sucked his cock yet. The urge to get on your knees and apologize seemed so fitting you immediately lowered onto your elbows and extended your head to his crotch in a low bow.
A deep inhale, and your head was empty. How could a smell send sparks to your core so efficiently?
Something you’d never done, but felt the need to do now, bubbled up in the silence of your mind. Hands set on his soft, pale thighs, you bit onto the waistband of his pink boxer briefs and pulled.
You almost heard what Lucifer whined, but a pop of static in the air hissed and concealed what you were confident was praise. He lifted his hips and let you slide them off, his leg coming up to hasten things along.
He’d have thanked God if he had thought anyone was listening to his prayers anymore. Alastor’s heart thumping against his spine, your breath tickling at his inner thighs as you returned to his now naked lap; Heaven didn’t stand a chance at comparison.
A flicker of doubt in his heart came over him as to if he’d truly been punished when he had been cast down, but was snuffed out by your hands moving towards him.
In life you’d not spent much time with your face so close to a quim. When you got on your belly between his legs, you paused. Every part of him was so pretty. No matter the discoloration of his limbs, his cock rested half hard and porcelain above the softest pink lips. You could begin to understand why Alastor seemed to lavish this part of Lucifer the most.
Your fingers lifted his member and as you lowered your mouth, you moved past your hand. Your tongue barely touched his blushing folds before your head was pushed back by a single red tipped claw to your forehead.
“No.” Alastor enunciated both letters harshly, “Getting greedy, aren’t we? Stick to what you know.”
“Alastor…”, Luci looked back at the radio demon, a pained gleam to his eye, “Did you stay to interfere? I can go to their room still.”
Shifting, his hand came from under Lucifer’s back and two fingers pressed into his pussy without warning. Lucifer’s eyes rolled back, mouth open in an extended gasp.
“Suck.” Alastor commanded you.
The urge to argue was strong but not nearly as much as the scent rolling off of Lucifer’s lap.
