Room 616: Aftermath+

[7twistedwishes]

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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[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.

[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.

[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.