[ belial breathes out a pleased sound as the wet heat envelops his fingers. he's so enthusiastic he almost wants to laugh—what would lucifer think if he saw this? or dear mikey? lucifer in his endless benevolence would find it in him to forgive sandalphon, but michael wouldn't accepted it. she'd only barely tolerated belial joining the crew, she'd be absolutely furious if she knew sandalphon was dragging his title through the mud in the pursuit of pleasure.
his fingertips ghost over the dip of sandalphon's navel and further up his abdomen, moving across the ladder of ribs to his pectoral, thumb brushing over the edge of a nipple. ]
Look at you. [ belial purrs right into the shell of sandalphon's ear, voice as smooth as a chime, silky as the softest sheets. his groin presses into the small of sandalphon's back—he's not hard quite yet, but he's starting to feel the heat pooling south between his thighs, making his breath hitch in his throat.
he takes the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, alternating between gentle pinches and rougher twisting, gauging sandalphon's reaction to see which he enjoys more. ]
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his fingertips ghost over the dip of sandalphon's navel and further up his abdomen, moving across the ladder of ribs to his pectoral, thumb brushing over the edge of a nipple. ]
Look at you. [ belial purrs right into the shell of sandalphon's ear, voice as smooth as a chime, silky as the softest sheets. his groin presses into the small of sandalphon's back—he's not hard quite yet, but he's starting to feel the heat pooling south between his thighs, making his breath hitch in his throat.
he takes the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, alternating between gentle pinches and rougher twisting, gauging sandalphon's reaction to see which he enjoys more. ]
You're such an eager little thing.