[ belial winces a bit when sandalphon's foot connects with his shin, sending a pang of pain shooting up his leg. it subsides quickly enough that he isn't particularly bothered by it, but he takes the hint and pulls his hand away from sandalphon's body. he isn't capable of reading minds, but he can make a pretty good guess at what's going on inside that pretty head right now.
anger at himself for succumbing to the desire to experience that feeling again. for sullying lucifer's title and acting unbecoming of the supreme primarch, who should be pure and perfect in every way. the shame of knowing he enjoyed every second he was under belial's sway, every filthy word said to him sounding like he was being lavished with praise. every thrust into that tight ass of his, being filled up with the seed of his enemy.
it's satisfying to think about that internal turmoil. ]
Not even gonna stick around to cuddle? Wow, I had no idea you were the 'fuck and chuck' kinda guy. [ he says, face grimacing with mock hurt as the weight of sandalphon's body lifts off the mattress. he remains where he is for a couple of seconds, chin propped on the palm of his hand as he watches sandalphon pick up his clothes, before sitting up. he scoots closer to the bedside table and pulls the drawer open, retrieving a box of tissues. ]
Might wanna clean up a little; you've probably still got plenty of me inside.
[ it would be funny to let sandalphon walk the walk of shame with semen leaking from his ass, but he'll be nice to him this time. he tosses the box in a low arc that's easy enough to catch. ]
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anger at himself for succumbing to the desire to experience that feeling again. for sullying lucifer's title and acting unbecoming of the supreme primarch, who should be pure and perfect in every way. the shame of knowing he enjoyed every second he was under belial's sway, every filthy word said to him sounding like he was being lavished with praise. every thrust into that tight ass of his, being filled up with the seed of his enemy.
it's satisfying to think about that internal turmoil. ]
Not even gonna stick around to cuddle? Wow, I had no idea you were the 'fuck and chuck' kinda guy. [ he says, face grimacing with mock hurt as the weight of sandalphon's body lifts off the mattress. he remains where he is for a couple of seconds, chin propped on the palm of his hand as he watches sandalphon pick up his clothes, before sitting up. he scoots closer to the bedside table and pulls the drawer open, retrieving a box of tissues. ]
Might wanna clean up a little; you've probably still got plenty of me inside.
[ it would be funny to let sandalphon walk the walk of shame with semen leaking from his ass, but he'll be nice to him this time. he tosses the box in a low arc that's easy enough to catch. ]