Lucifer was impressed by Trent's audacity.
Here was the reason Lucifer's spouse didn't notice him, who had earlier curled
up in his lap, seeking solace and solidarity in his jealousy.
Once it was clear Serena was safe, Lucifer
decided to settle things with Trent. He leaned in slowly for a kiss as he
gently undid Trent's fly. Trent nodded and leaned into the kiss, cupping the
back of Luci's head. As much as Trent may not like seeing Serena drape herself
all over Xander, watching someone-- even someone he loved-- nearly get killed
undeniably turned him on.
Lucifer shifted into his devil form. In a
second, he had Trent flat on his back on the couch, three fingers of one hand
inside him-- healing as he went, but still deliberately painful in the moment--
the other hand wrapped around Trent's throat, and kissing him hard so he
couldn't scream.
Trent's eyes went wide with surprise and
discomfort, and he whimpered softly, but as it didn't hurt too much and he
was clearly outmatched in terms of strength, he relaxed into the sensations,
letting his eyes close as he kissed Luci back. Luci in his demon form ran hot,
and Trent couldn't help but shiver slightly as his lover's husband fingered him
to orgasm. As he came, he felt Luci's hot red hand tighten around his throat; he
could barely breathe. Trent considered himself a Dom-leaning switch, but a
switch nonetheless. Part of him found it thrilling to be so thoroughly forced
into submission like this.
Lucifer pulled away from the kiss and
released Trent's throat, leaving him gasping for air underneath him as he moved
down Trent's body. He ran his tongue up the underside of Trent's still-hard
shaft, eliciting another shiver and a hungry little moan. He wasted no time
deepthroating Trent, his thick, hot fingers continuing to move inside his
rival. He brought Trent to a screaming climax within minutes, a sight both
impressive and mildly horrifying to witness.
Lucifer pulled his hand out and cleaned it
quickly. "Shall I continue?" he asked Trent, his guttural devil voice
echoing through the room. Trent nodded, and Lucifer fully undressed them both,
then pressed himself in. Trent cried out, in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Luci was thick, so thick, almost too thick, actually definitely too thick--
Trent squirmed.
"Relax," Lucifer growled in his
ear. "I'm healing you, aren't I?"
Trent nodded. Yes, Luci was healing him,
but only to torture him more effectively. He wasn't fool enough to point this
out. He wrapped his arms and legs around Luci and clung on for the ride of his
life! As thick as Luci was, he ground effortlessly against Trent's sweet spot
with every movement, making Trent arch and moan with pleasure.
"You've been sulking all day about the
attention our Sebastian has been paying to Xander," Luci growled,
"while I have to see him fawn over you day in and day out. I am not a
jealous man, 'Duckie', but I advise you to watch yourself around me from now
on. Do I make myself clear?"
"Y-yes," Trent stammered out, as
Lucifer slammed into him harder yet. In half a second, the room was enveloped
in a deep burgundy haze, emanating from Trent's glowing body as Luci brought
him for the third time.
"Good boy," Luci snarled in his
ear. "Our Sebastian is lucky to have me, isn't he?"
"Yes," Trent whispered again, his
blush blending into the glow his body was emanating. The multiple orgasms, in
such quick succession, had made him dizzy.
As if reading his mind, Lucifer chuckled
darkly. "Do you want more?" he asked.
"Please...."
Lucifer shifted back to his angelic form. "Later," he said as he pulled out. "If you're good. For now, once you've caught your breath, go see to your wife, and I shall see to mine." He cupped a hand to Trent's cheek, forcing the glow to recede as Trent lay there, breathless and light-headed.
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