[Len hums a soft moan against Lucifer's lips the moment the other reciprocates. It's quite possibly one of the best make-outs he's ever had and he presses into it, matching Lucifer stride for stride as their tongues tangle with one another. Len may be cold but he's no virgin and he shows he knows what he's doing as he slows his movements and makes each massage of lips last while they consume one another. He'll shift into the devils lap despite himself, straddling his thigh and practically giving himself over to whatever the Devil desires. One hand reaches down to relieve some strain on his erection, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping his own fly. He'll then drape his arms over Lucifer's shoulders, curling his lower back as he leans in, jeans inching down his hips as he presses against that lean body between his thighs.
He'll then break the kiss as he slowly rolls his hips to grind against Lucifer.]
Well? [A tip of his head as his lips hover near Luci's, breath ghosting over his lips.]
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He'll then break the kiss as he slowly rolls his hips to grind against Lucifer.]
Well? [A tip of his head as his lips hover near Luci's, breath ghosting over his lips.]
What does the Devil want most right now?