7twistedwishes | Room 616: Aftermath+

The room is spacious and comfortable, a large studio-like space with all amenities needed.

All. Believe us, if it's not in sight, it's tucked away somewhere within easy reach.

Now, Lucifer had all intentions of dragging her new special friend to bed, but judging by the scattered clothes, they made a few stops on the way, like the kitchen nook and the couch, shedding fabric like it were really, really bothering them.

But they made it.

And they did it.

Ahem...

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7twistedwishes

Now, now... why would The Devil, of all people, be ashamed of anything?

No, she's not: she's busy, focused on the feeling of his warmth and the closeness and the the scent of his skin, and all the wonderful afterglowy, post-coital sensations.

Her favorite sin, for now, sated. "Oh, dear Gus... you positively spoil me."

From:

thesupersmeller

Still shaking, gasping, pushing against her as though he can become part of her, Gus whimpers and smiles into her shoulder.

"Believe me... you are not the one getting spoiled here..."

From:

7twistedwishes

"Well, I think I definitely am being totally spoiled..." Lucifer grins, wrapped around him so warm and soft and... pure sex and desire.

"You're wonderful."

From:

thesupersmeller

Somehow, he manages to flush even hotter, burying his face against her neck and kissing the soft flesh; still buzzing pleasantly all over.

"Mmm, I'm just a guy... you're the one pushing me."

Regardless of her purposes, purposes he's trying very hard not question and ruin the good thing, he's enjoying the push.

From:

7twistedwishes

Her lips seek his, hungrily, before she tries to make up a reply.

It will take a moment.

...

Or three.

"Hmm, Gus dear... you're making a very lonely woman feel very much happy. Believe me, I am being totally spoiled."

From:

thesupersmeller

He laughs without much humor, his lips still tingling with the warmth of her kiss.

"Can't be lonely together, right?"

Gus certainly doesn't feel lonely, which is perhaps an even bigger draw than the thrill of really really good sex. Being in her arms may be against all logic, but it feels so nice.

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7twistedwishes

"Well, I told you it's a bit hard to find a man willing to take me on a date..." A half-shrug, while her hands massage Gus' back. "I am pretty much starved for normal and mundane things, like dinner by candlelight, an evening at the movies, a hiking trip... all those things people do."

"What is the point of having access to here, where I am as normal and common as I can be, if I can not enjoy normal and common things? Like a picnic at the beach." My my, she's full of ideas...

From:

thesupersmeller

"Baby, I can be as mundane as you need me to be," pathetically so, it's really what he's best at.

He squeezes his arms tightly around her again and murmurs; "You want to go to the beach? I do live right by some of the best beaches in California."

From:

7twistedwishes

"I guess I should start shopping for a new bikini, so you can show off your new friend and make all men jealous?" Oh, right... benefits of dating The Devil?

Oh Gus, sometime you will start finding it normal.

Then... doom.

From:

thesupersmeller

He swallows hard and traces an unsteady hand down the curve of her chest.

"I'm sure you've got just the thing in your bag of tricks..."

Being envied would be a welcome change to his usual being pitied.

"It would be a shame to keep your bangin' body under wraps." Though, he gets the somewhat surprising impression it had better be a stretch of beach where they can catch some privacy."

From:

7twistedwishes

"Hmm, I just might." She ponders a bit, massaging his scalp. "I just might, indeed, something to make men drool and women rage and your jaw drop and stay down..."

Again, yes, she enjoys teasing him, why? "And if you're going to show me off, you should invite a few of your friends too."

From:

thesupersmeller

Silently thanking whatever powers that told him it was a good day to break out the lavender oil on his scalp (women love the lavender) he nuzzled up into the nice touch. Of course, she already made his jaw drop... she could be wearing a damn chicken suit and be one fine ass bit of poultry.

"I... I... don't know about that." He chuckles nervously, remembering just how Shawn had reacted to finding out about the first time and how he'd sort of said it wouldn't happen again.

In his defense, that was before she showed up and made him feel like the only man in the room.

"Shawn can be kind of weird about things."

From:

7twistedwishes

"Well, if you think so..." She gives a nod, cuddling up. "I don't want to make things too strange or difficult."

Because she's nice, see?

From:

thesupersmeller

Just holding her almost feels like too much to handle, but Gus drinks it in - happily indulging in the allure of warm flesh and afterglow.

"It's probably for the best, he doesn't really understand some things."

From:

7twistedwishes

"Oh, I know all about people not understanding things..." And there is time to work things more. "Hm, are you hungry? Or thirsty? How can I further spoil you, dearest?"

From:

thesupersmeller

Gus honestly figures that she would know... maybe even know exactly what sort of things Shawn doesn't understand.

"Mmm, I'm spoiled just being around you." He grins, tilting up to kiss her before teasing his tongue against her lower lip. "I could always stand to eat a little more."

The somewhat suggestive tone of his voice is only mostly unintentional, mostly.

From:

7twistedwishes

"So, a visit to the beach so you can show me off around and stoke the fires of jealousy and envy?" She winks, slowly, very slowly moving to get up. "What's your favorite dish?"

Completely nude, she'll saunter to the kitchen nook and tie on an apron.

Just that.

From:

thesupersmeller

He won't say envy - mostly because it's one of those uncomfortable words that makes it a little easier to remember the kind of fire he's playing with here.

Rolling onto his back and pushing up against the pillows, Gus pulls up the covers to pool around his waist as he watches the vixen stride toward the kitchen - her tease working in every possible way.

"Mmm, I like it hot and spicy. Jerk chicken with a little side of the chef for dessert?" Well played, Smooth-Gus. He then kills it by shrugging helplessly and adding; "Or, you know... whatever, baby."

From:

7twistedwishes

She giggles at the joke, and wags a finger. "No no, dear... you take control." She comes back all the way to place a kiss upon his lips. "I don't mind being ordered around a bit..."

...

Well then?

The Devil winks and sashays back to her cooking, pulling things from the fridge: chicken things to be placed in a marinade of blended vinegar, rum, hot peppers, onion, green onion tops, thyme, olive oil, salt, pepper, allspice, cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger, lime juice and molasses. She covers the roasting pan and hums for a few seconds, while she speeds the marinating process. "You will excuse me for cheating, darling, but this recipe normally takes overnight marinating, and... well, I suppose you'd prefer to eat today."

From:

thesupersmeller

As usual, he's left stunned and overwhelmed by her presence... bolstering the wherewithal to do as requested. Orders, right... I can do orders.

For a moment, he simply watches wide-eyed, and then offers a forced smile and says; "I don't just prefer it, I demand it. You worked up a hell of an appetite, girl."

Awkward. As usual.

From:

7twistedwishes

Then she grins delighted, moving the tray into the oven. "Ten minutes?" She's teasing, 'disobeying' him.

Hm, to order around The Devil.

Their little special kinky secret?

From:

thesupersmeller

The thought exicites and terrifies him in the best way.

"Make it five," he lifts a challenging eyebrow, a smile still clinging to his lips just watching her lithe, naked body under the apron. Such a tease...

From:

7twistedwishes

Oh cue, the delicious scent of the jerk chicken starts spreading. "Five minutes, yes, sir..." She wanders over to the bed, sitting down and offering her lips for a kiss.

From:

thesupersmeller

The spicy scent wraps around him just as warm and inviting as the offer of her sweet kiss.

A man could get used to this.

"That's more like it," he murmurs, leaning closer to let his torso brush against her as he kisses her.

Oh yes, he could very easily get used to this.

From:

7twistedwishes

When they part from the kiss, there is a small table set nearby, with the chicken, rice, black beans and a simple salad.

It looks as good as it scents, and probably tastes even better. "Your meal, my dearest." My, she thinks of everything.

From:

thesupersmeller

Unnerved, but utterly distracted, Gus smiles nervously and pushes up on his feet, taking her hands to guide her with him.

"Mmm," he groans, inhaling deep. "I think you earned dessert, girl."

From:

7twistedwishes

"Oh, you are too kind." She grins, letting Gus sit down and settling on his lap... to feed him food that is nothing short of perfect.

One could really believe she enjoys spoiling him.

And tempting.

And teasing.

And... more.

From:

thesupersmeller

He certainly does, accepting a spicy, flavorful bite from her without hesitation - drunk on the sensation of skin against skin broken with the occasional drag of her apron against him as she wiggled in his lap.

"Mmm, I think we established who's getting spoiled here."

And damn if he didn't enjoy it. No matter how wrong he knows it is, under her spell he's as good as a goner.

From:

7twistedwishes

Gus would perhaps be even more worried, if he knew that so far she did not use any actual magic on him?

Well, besides healing his wrist.

It's all just infernal charm, and she's good at that, spoiling the mortal with the best of the seven deadly sins: people fall easily for lust, gluttony, sloth, greed... things like wrath take more time.

So, food and his favorite drink too, while they talk in teasing whispers about a future day at the beach. "Any topless beaches you know of?"

From:

thesupersmeller

He moans against another spicy bite, and then brushes another kiss against her lips as he pretends not to feel the primal tug of impossible arousal at the suggestion.

"Girl, you're hot enough you can make any beach topless."

From:

7twistedwishes

"Oh, I know I could just go without a top... but then you could get in trouble for parading me around that way." See, the Devil cares about him.

...its much more fun if Gus puts himself in trouble by his own initiative.

From:

thesupersmeller

He rolls his eyes a little, hating to admit that she's right... of course, with her sitting on his lap in not much but an apron - he'd admit damn near anything true or not.

"When do you want to go?" He might be a little eager, but he can't help it. Every time she's near him all he can think about is getting more.

From:

7twistedwishes

"Any time you have the time, darling... while I'm here, I work on your schedule." My, isn't she accommodating?

From:

thesupersmeller

He nods again with that same easy smile. "I've, uh... Shawn and I have been really busy and Juliet's birthday is in a couple days..."

He flushes warm again, eyes drawn to to his shirt hanging off the edge of the bed.

Shawn's gonna kill me if he ever finds out...

Nobody can find out... No problem....

From:

7twistedwishes

"Oh, I'm not in a rush, dearest... take your time, and I will be right here waiting." NO pressure.

Just the weight of her lovely body on his lap.

She does not need to pressure him in any other way.

From:

thesupersmeller

His senses are starting to get the better of him, but not even close to enough to move him from where he is right now.

Gus takes another bite and then pushes up against her to share a warm kiss of the perfect food and the perfect... well, not technically a woman, but the warm female body in his lap tells him otherwise.

"I should start thinking about heading home..." he murmurs in between soft kisses - conflicted, as always.

From:

7twistedwishes

"True, we don't want to disturb your life... too much." Her lips are warm, soft, eager as always. "I'd hate to get you in trouble."

Before it's time, she means, but why worry about such details?

From:

thesupersmeller

Prying himself away feels nearly impossible as he kisses her again, the warm caress of her lips and tongue and the weight in his lap as intoxicating as the finest wine.

Still, his brain finally gets the better of him and he breaks away, taking his last bite of the spicy meal. "Thank you, for the wonderful evening." He kisses her again and breaks away with a soft sigh.

He wants to fall so badly, to let himself give in to the pull of lust - but the lingering shame for his transgressions is catching up to him.

From:

7twistedwishes

Oh, but it is much more fun when they resist.

Gus, one way or another, is making The Devil very happy. "No, thank you dear: I enjoyed every second."

She decides to leave certain tricks for another time, and will, for now, simply draw her poor near-helpless mortal lover to shower together.

Then get dressed.

Then let him go.

From:

thesupersmeller

And he's trying to - but leaving in his undershirt with the torn purple silk under his arm, Gus can't help but feel like kicking himself for leaving at all.

The guilt wouldn't come until he runs into someone he knows trying to slip back out the door to the Psych office and has to explain why he looks like the kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.