It was a pat at first, but then the muscle eased in behind it. Alastor had been working awfully hard, and with that nudge, Lucifer wordlessly bid him to ease right back and take a little breather... at least for a bit.
Besides, what's a little moss, dirt and mud? They can match.
But here he could shift his hips a little, and with hands propped against his chest, tongue poking out a bit for focus, he could find that pace and angle that... just... hit...
His wings shivered and his eyes closed, browline knit in focus as he rode. What could he say? The Doe wanted a turn...
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It was a pat at first, but then the muscle eased in behind it. Alastor had been working awfully hard, and with that nudge, Lucifer wordlessly bid him to ease right back and take a little breather... at least for a bit.
Besides, what's a little moss, dirt and mud? They can match.
But here he could shift his hips a little, and with hands propped against his chest, tongue poking out a bit for focus, he could find that pace and angle that... just... hit...
His wings shivered and his eyes closed, browline knit in focus as he rode. What could he say? The Doe wanted a turn...