Lucifer was taking his time to appreciate his whole body———every inch, every pore———and how it had changed over the past ten years. His hands held him fast, yet in a way that revealed the gentlest tenderness, with hints of all the things the two of them could have been,
he didn 't see what was happening ,
all he could trust on ,
was the sounds ,
almost to quiet to be heard ,
over his raging ,
dead heart .
but ,
a zipper opening ,
much as the sound of fabric moving ,
he heard that .
azazel didn 't :
but as a threat, one he had to face.
`` Tell me you like it. Tell me how much you like it.´´
His voice slipped out like a moan, low, a growl from a beast that controlled itself more than he would let on, and yet, he picked up the pace of his thrusts,
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ᅠᅠIn hell we do not punish you for being gay. You just get free poppers and a cool pin.
Don't tell God, He's the one thinking you are sinners, not me.
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ᅠᅠ𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 it makes me 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝, to steal your little lambs’ souls, and have them all for myself, you stupid , naive, dove. Haven't you learned nothing .ᐣ I thought you were a little bit sharper. ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ
// Holi, me encantaría que los ángeles y demonios interactuasen con Joshua en el ambiente del Vaticano, creo que podría ser interesante 👀
Quizá sin decir abiertamente que son ángeles o demonios ✨