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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underwater_owl

"Be quiet and fuck me."

She orders him, managing to push herself up, sitting upright.

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whatwas

"If I'm quiet you'll just have to make more noise."

But he wastes absolutely no time in pushing up into her.

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underwater_owl

Break lets out a gratifying yowl, eyes rolling up in her head.

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whatwas

She'll have to deal with him massaging her nerves as he fucks her hard; he likes those sounds, that look on her face.

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underwater_owl

She has to focus to keep herself on top of him, writhing, riding him and the waves of dizzying pleasure and pain that slide through her.

Break could probably go mad like this.

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whatwas

A small part of Lucifer knows that would really only be a mercy to her. That was, after all, what the fake break up had been about in the end.

But another part of him wants to be utterly irreplaceable, and it's that as much as the need to mend things and have something that's just theirs that keeps him going. He holds her as steady as she can be, leaving light red marks with his nails.

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underwater_owl

You're like the sea.

She thinks at him, nearly insensate, drowning in him.

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whatwas

The sea--?

It's hard, even for him, to be fully coherent right now.

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underwater_owl

Mine.

That doesn't really follow. But. She drives herself down hard, with a last wail.

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whatwas

And he follows soon after, holding her tight against him, shuddering. His hand reaches down to trace his name in her foot, making sure it's still there.

You're sure about this?

Not the foot, of course. Everything.

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underwater_owl

It's there, firm and raised under her skin. She cries for him, tears starting up again, nodding and trying to rock herself into a last, uncomfortable, raw orgasm.

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whatwas

He manages to stir himself enough to help her, and when she does come he'll just let her lie on top of him until she decides to move.

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underwater_owl

Given the wrenching scream he gets out of her, it won't be for quite some time. Break just braces herself up over him and tries to breathe.

"All right- you- hurry."

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whatwas

He flips them over so she doesn't have to try to balance, and lets himself just focus on fucking her until he's senseless. There's a mindless desperation to him at some moments, but by the time he hits orgasm there isn't a thought in his head that can be translated.

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underwater_owl

Never mind one in hers. She's wailing, hanging on to him, riding it out with wild sobs, clutching his shoulders for all she's worth.

The tears don't stop, even after he does.

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whatwas

He brushes her hair back--it's the same as when she's male--and murmurs to her softly.

"Xerxes...."

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underwater_owl

"I'm sorry!"

She nearly wails, hanging on tight.

"I'm so sorry, I just-!"

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whatwas

"Sorry?"

He lets her nails dig in, kisses her--mostly her neck.

"Why are you sorry?"

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underwater_owl

She can't stop crying. Really, genuinely, reduced to tears. All of the tension of the break up, the lingering pain of him killing her-

thinking about that opens the floodgates. Him hating her so badly he'd killed her. Not in a quick snap, either, no broken neck and darkness, a slow, agonizing, death by peeled soul.

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whatwas

He sees it then, and it strangles the faintest sound from him.

It hadn't been about hate--not exactly, not all. It had been helplessness, fear. Inability to imaging her dying on the other side. A refusal to let anyone hurt her but him--the same way that he had loved Gabriel so fiercely and still been able to drive a sword through his heart.

He doesn't realize how sick that is, of course. Lucifer still doesn't even realize he's evil.

"I never wanted to lose you," he whispered. The moment he'd thought she was dead, the despair had nearly swallowed him back up. He can't share that with her; he offers just a glimpse, the way he would try to explain Hell.

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underwater_owl

Break isn't really able to articulate anything in return, to acknowledge or accept what he's said, forgive him or even think about it.

She's still stuck trying to process the pain, feeling like her heart is being ripped out of her chest. Maybe wary of him- but not able to pull away, just frozen in a sort of agonized betrayal. The saddest part is she loves him enough to stay, even if there isn't an apology. But God Almighty, it hurts her.

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whatwas

It's perhaps for the best Lucifer hasn't offered one yet. All his apologies come out as accusations. But he does learn, and learn quickly.

"I will never--" All of it. Everything about it. He won't let that happen again.

At least he's good at keeping promises.

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underwater_owl

She knows that. So when he promises, she trusts him utterly, nodding, putting her arms around his waist and holding him against her body.

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whatwas

And finally, a shuddery, unsteady apology:

"I'm sorry I made you want to leave."

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underwater_owl

"I'm sorry I made you doubt your place."

She answers, reaching up to trail a fingertip over his bottom lip.

"If you asked me to, I would- but I love you because you do not ask."