whatwas | (no subject)

"There are a lot of nerves, Xerxes."

Like these, the ones in her breasts--Lucifer rarely toys with those when Break is male.

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whatwas

He smiles, Grace turning a pale blue.

"What?"

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underwater_owl

"The things I'll do to you."

For all the Break can bring him down, with a hand on his shoulder or a word in the right tone, that's really nothing compared to what they'll be able to do now.

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whatwas

Lucifer isn't able to see much more than he normally does of Break's mind--souls are enigmas. But he isn't at all worried about letting Break see the ripples that sends through his Grace, the way it sparks a little, and chills the air.

"You'd better."

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underwater_owl

"Are you afraid? You've never bowed to someone who could hurt you before."

He points out, idly, with impressive presence for someone sprawled on the floor from a faint.

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whatwas

"No, I haven't. And you'll have to make me."

He smirks, a wing brushing his leg.

"Be creative with me."

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underwater_owl

"Although I see the others more often, I haven't really topped in a long, long time."

He muses. Al babysitting is a pg affair. Even if they sometimes make Ryo sit in the corner.

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whatwas

"When was the last time with me?"

He has a long memory, but little details like dates are scant.

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underwater_owl

"Four years."

He smiles, as the four year old in question races across the hall upstairs, little feet slamming on the carpet.

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whatwas

Lucifer lets her draw on the walls, and he hears her settle in to finish a masterpiece in her bedroom.

"Four years," he echoes.

He looks down at Break and lazily slides his hand inside his shirt.

"Too long."

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underwater_owl

"Mind-"

He orders him, firmly, nodding at their second oldest on the couch.

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whatwas

"She won't mind."

Lucifer will have her nap, peacefully dreaming of lollipops and unicorns.

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underwater_owl

"Tch. You know the rules."

Pulling away.

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whatwas

"We can make our own rules now."

Laws of physics, time, nature--they get to bend or break or recreate them at will. Surely, Lucifer's look cajoles, they can remake this little house rule.

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underwater_owl

"You can teleport her to bed."

One house rule, there.

"Just this once. And then spell us some privacy."

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whatwas

He touches their daughter gently and she's gone, safely up in her crib. The room is sealed to them, and he turns back to Break.

"Good?"

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underwater_owl

"What do you want to do to me?"

He asks, curiously, knees parting.

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whatwas

"I want to test what you can do."

He kisses him, hands exploring slowly.

"...The room is sound-proofed. You can top, if you're creative."

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underwater_owl

He starts with the chains, he'd stolen from that priest all those years ago. Claps once- and they appear in the center of the room, landing with a heavy clink.

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whatwas

Lucifer looks at them, then at Break, curious and waiting for answer. His Grace is green at the edges, burned wings stretching slowly.

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underwater_owl

"Do you consent to this?"

He checks, softly.

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whatwas

He spreads his hands.

"Whole-heartedly and freely. Though as usual you aren't allowed to brag to your 'friends'." A decidedly devilish wink.

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underwater_owl

"I have never and would never."

He promises, softly, moving to is foot and cuffing the first one.

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whatwas

Lucifer puts a hand on Break after the cuff is snapped shut, just steadying himself. Restraint is new, and he has rather severe claustrophobia. But he wants this.