#kingdust

@arachniangel

work was rough. but it wasn't even that they were rough to him -- it was one of those exceptionally frustrating days where the creation of content was the only thing that truly mattered. and sometimes the guys he was paired with . . . just fucking sucked at sex. it was all acting.

hours and hours of faking sex, of faking enjoyment, of being forcibly aroused with no relief -- it was annoying. so when he returned to the hotel, he was a bit needy.

he melted into the couch where lucifer was sitting, the first sorry soul he could find, putting his head on his shoulder and draping his various limbs across and around lucifer's smaller form.

" heya, baby . . . " he murmured tiredly, lips curling into an easy smirk. " what'chu been doin' all day wit'out me, mm . . . ? nuthin' too fun, i hope . . . "

(in response to the sinday starter inbox thing <3)

Lucifer had been reading grimore for entertainment , getting an idea for perhaps another creation when Angel came in, he suddenly found himself lost in tangle of white and pink soft limbs , squirming a bit to peak his head out of them , he felt a shiver run down his spine at his close Angel’s voice was to his ear .