Lucifer smiled into her warm skin, smothering himself for a moment before leaning back and finding the whipped cream again.
Pointing the nozzle at each pink tip, he capped her mounds in snow.
She looked delightful.
He had the sudden vision of her bathing in a tub of whipped goodness.
He'd willingly give himself a toothache to clean such a tasty treat.
Leaning closer, he inhaled the subtle scent of her arousal mixing with the light hint of sugar.
Her nipples grew hard beneath the fluffy topping, desperate for his mouth to move just an inch closer and devour her.
Lucifer took his time, gently licking all around her areola, whittling away the cream until his prize was uncovered.
She stared at him, watching the fluffy white cream catch on his taste buds before he swallowed.
She wanted to slip her tongue in his mouth and lick it right back off him.
The peak of her breast had budded to a sharp outcropping.
After flicking his tongue over it several times, he took her entire pink tip in his mouth and sucked her deep.
He kept it rhythmic, just the way she liked, lulling her into a state of dripping relaxation.
Her hand slipped around the back of his neck, and he sighed as she scratched his scalp.
He switched sides and excavated her other nipple with the same care, preserving the contours of the sharp tip like an archaeologist revealing a priceless artifact.
When the rosy red bud was discovered, he latched on and suckled her.
He loved the feel of her knotted flesh grazing the back of his tongue.
Hermione whimpered and held his head tighter, clutching his shoulder with her other hand.
When he released her, Hermione tipped his face up to hers and snogged him like a maniac.
He tasted of whipped sweetness and that flavor that was uniquely him.
Her tongue searched his mouth for any remaining cream.
'Damn, none left.' She couldn't stop kissing him. Cream or no cream, he made her stomach quiver like jelly.
She wasn't letting go.
Lucifer slowly rose to his feet as she latched onto his mouth like a vacuum.
He could swear the suction went all the way down to his sac.
Holding her tighter, he gave it right back to her, teasing her tongue into his mouth and then going on the offensive.
She moaned against his lips, making his balls buzz against his thigh.
He couldn't take any more.
His dick was trying to force open his zip with its weight.
Reaching down with one hand, he unfastened his trousers and pulled his length free.
Her hands were all over him, shoving his clothes around his hips as he ran his finger through her folds and aligned his cock with her entrance.
Hermione wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in, whimpering as his knob nudged into her cinched sheath.
He sank in with one slow, smooth thrust, his shaft pulling her labia until she thought she might implode.
He went to the hilt, grinding into her when he was as deep as possible, spreading her slick juice all over his sex and making sure his balls got in on the wetness.
If he wanted to bathe in her lubrication, she'd help him out in any way she could.
Lucifer pulled his lips from hers, panting down at her as he rocked his length into her heat.
He wanted to hear her shouting his name at the top of her lungs; no one else said it the way she did.
Hermione tore open his shirt, baring his chest, running her hands over the soft shadows of his pecs.
He looked damn gorgeous to her.
When she brushed her thumbs over his nipples, he grunted at her and fucked her faster.
Pushing down his clothes so they dropped to the floor, Lucifer pulled off his shirt; he wanted her hands on every available inch of him.
Her arms snaked around his neck, and he dug his fingers into the soft skin at the crest of her buttocks, holding on tight as he turned up the heat.
Hermione's body was on fire.
She wanted to consume him.
His fucking had become a quick, short volley of thrusts, hitting her so deeply her belly clenched. "Unnnnh!"
He knew how she felt. His balls were starting to tingle. "That's my girl," he whispered to the side of her face. "Say my name."
"Lucifer, please!"
He panted against her neck so her skin prickled with goose pimples.
Her arms and legs tightened around him, squeezing him like a constrictor.
The closer her orgasm drew, the stronger her grip became.
Lucifer could barely breathe, but he didn't care.
There would be plenty of time for breathing later.
His balls bounced against her arse with every thrust, knocking out a beat that countered the thump of his heart.
Her soft breasts pressed to his chest, and he reveled in the receptive welcome of her body.
Just when he started to get lost in the feel of her, her pussy danced around him, squeezing him tighter than he ever thought possible.
Her body spasmed with release, and she shouted his name again.
The sound echoed around the room and bounced off the sink with a tinny reverb.
He rode through the storm until her body went slack then he let his hips slow to a stroll.
He put his lips to her ear, whispering roughly as his body struggled to contain the rush of energy.
"Do you want me to come inside you, or did you want to test out that whipped cream for yourself?"
Hermione grinned. "Cream!"
Snickering at her enthusiasm, he gave her a quick kiss on the forehead as he pulled out. "Okay, but you'd better hurry. My balls are screaming."
He helped her off the counter, and she sank immediately to her knees before him.
Lucifer handed her the can. "Here you go. Don't leave me all sticky."
Hermione smiled and turned the can upside down over his cock, drawing a decorative line down the full length.
'Pretty...' She looked up at him as she started to lick away the cream.
"No teasing, pet. I'm too close."
She wrapped one hand around the base and took him in her mouth.
He tasted like sweetened sex.
Her other hand cupped his balls, palming them as her fingertips edged behind his sac to find the smooth tightness of his perineum.
He growled loudly and rocked his hips toward her.
The remaining cream lubed his shaft as she stroked him; she was getting it all over her face.
Maybe he'd give her another bath to clean it off.
Her tongue madly rolled around his tip, adding a mind-numbing swirl to every thrust.
His sac started to tighten, pulling up to give her a shot of the cream she was really after. "I'm there, pet. Don't stop."
His cock began to pulse in her mouth, and his seed shot down her throat.
Hermione slurped and swallowed, gorging herself on his release.
He had to drag her face off of him when he was empty; she was starving for more.
He smirked down at her as he milked his pipes clean. "See what good things happen when you loosen the reins on life?"
Hermione grinned and licked the drop clinging to his tip.
He smiled, stroking the side of her face. "Thank you, pet. Now let's go get you in the shower. If you're as sticky as I am, we'll be stuck together all night."
Hermione didn't think that sounded disagreeable at all.
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Lucifer lay in bed that night, staring at the dark ceiling, his arm around her shoulders as she slept on his chest.
They'd had another go after dinner, her riding him on the couch until he couldn't think straight.
This was, bar none, the greatest vacation of his life on Earth.
That realization made him nervous.
This was becoming more than a fling, more than a carefully crafted pairing of two like-minded individuals.
He had no idea where to draw the line between what they had intended and what they were actually doing.
This was no longer just a Dom/sub relationship.
They were basically seeing each other with some discipline on the side.
He didn't know what to think about that.
It might be a horrible mistake, or it might be the best thing that had ever happened to him.
It certainly felt right—good even, as if his heart was so full it was going to burst out of his chest.
He felt alive.
Turning his face into her hair, he inhaled the scent of her shampoo, and she twitched against him in her sleep.
The warmth of her against him made his heart ache.
In his experience, good things usually left him at some point—hell, good things usually fled from him so fast it made a Firebolt look like a tortoise.
He didn't know how to really be close to someone.
His quest to discover his own humanity had left him stranded in a sea of uncertainty.
Being with her had become his life raft . . . but also the circling sharks.
She could rescue him or destroy him.
And that scared the shit out of him.
The devil inside told him to get up and run and never look back.
He'd only ever experienced pain and suffering when he let people invade his fortress.
His less rational side pulled her closer.
She was so bloody sweet, curled up against him, her head on his heart.
She was no circling shark.
But she might puncture his heart just as easily.
Lucifer kissed the top of her curly head. Maybe this time would be different.
Maybe this time he was different.
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