He really could. But the shadowy limb wound around his wrists and it snapped his eyes to focus, turned them to his. He briefly tested the binding with a little twist and felt his heart flutter.
Oh, he missed this.
But he puffed his cheeks at him for being chided, despite his eyes fogging over with an unambiguous need. His hands withdrew from where they'd touched him, instead bunched into calm fists and tucked against his chest.
The Council up above, and so much of Hell hardly focused on him, or even paid him heed at all. Most of it was his own fault. But to be like this had changed him entirely; his horns had budded in contrast to his position.
Who's the sunflower? He was the Most Hated Being-
Lucifer's body jumped, a brief and hardly-stifled moan leaving him. Was Alastor sure he was still figuring things out? ...Or was he just a fast learner...?
"I-I bet you say that to everybody," he managed, though his legs eased further apart, his arms lifted a little help make himself comfortable but give so much more room and opportunity to the tendrils.
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Oh, he missed this.
But he puffed his cheeks at him for being chided, despite his eyes fogging over with an unambiguous need. His hands withdrew from where they'd touched him, instead bunched into calm fists and tucked against his chest.
The Council up above, and so much of Hell hardly focused on him, or even paid him heed at all. Most of it was his own fault. But to be like this had changed him entirely; his horns had budded in contrast to his position.
Who's the sunflower? He was the Most Hated Being-
Lucifer's body jumped, a brief and hardly-stifled moan leaving him. Was Alastor sure he was still figuring things out? ...Or was he just a fast learner...?
"I-I bet you say that to everybody," he managed, though his legs eased further apart, his arms lifted a little help make himself comfortable but give so much more room and opportunity to the tendrils.