Lucifer Morningstar (
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who: Lucifer and whomever
what: Setting up the bar, continuing to lease out floors, subtly moving Chloe's stuff over.
when: 11-16 August
where: Lux, the building, possibly all over town
warnings: Likely eventual smut in thread w/Chloe. Possible language in other threads. Will update if needed.
Getting the bar set up without Mazikeen there to do most of the heavy lifting for him, or barking at people to do the heavy lifting, was a new experience in itself. He hadn't realized how much he'd relied on her to do so much for him. The day to day things. The contracts. The bills. Even the hiring of staff had been left in her capable hands. Lucifer didn't have much of an inkling of what constituted as 'good' in terms of staff for his place other than 'wanted to be there and was legally allowed to be'. Finding out just how low the drinking age was in Quarantine was a bit of a surprise and he had to mandate that there'd be an age restriction on the club itself. Why? Because he was pro-sex, pro-drugs, and anti-child. Having fourteen year olds dancing around would just kill the mood for him, so Lux would have an 19+ age limit on who'd be allowed in as far as patronage.
He was also still leasing out the other floors that hadn't been rented, so far two taken up by one Stephen Strange and some pack of hooligans with odd markings all over them who he'd been told may not take too kindly to Satan being their landlord. Well, that was their problem, wasn't it?
In an attempt to fill the other floors, before Lux opened for good, he'd be hosting 'come meet your potential landlord' parties; hosting lunches and little shindigs to help get the new staff used to what he expected and to give the potential tenants an idea of what the building would be like when the bar was in swing. Lucifer was all about transparency.
He could also be found in town, looking at furniture and possibly trying to find places to recruit staff and tenants. Or possibly in Lux itself just idly playing with his piano, pleased to have it back and to be able to play as he liked.
[Please feel free to PM regarding any potential cr ideas if nothing here suits your interest. Lucifer can likely be found in a variety of places and I'm happy to have him be more accessible if needed.]
what: Setting up the bar, continuing to lease out floors, subtly moving Chloe's stuff over.
when: 11-16 August
where: Lux, the building, possibly all over town
warnings: Likely eventual smut in thread w/Chloe. Possible language in other threads. Will update if needed.
Getting the bar set up without Mazikeen there to do most of the heavy lifting for him, or barking at people to do the heavy lifting, was a new experience in itself. He hadn't realized how much he'd relied on her to do so much for him. The day to day things. The contracts. The bills. Even the hiring of staff had been left in her capable hands. Lucifer didn't have much of an inkling of what constituted as 'good' in terms of staff for his place other than 'wanted to be there and was legally allowed to be'. Finding out just how low the drinking age was in Quarantine was a bit of a surprise and he had to mandate that there'd be an age restriction on the club itself. Why? Because he was pro-sex, pro-drugs, and anti-child. Having fourteen year olds dancing around would just kill the mood for him, so Lux would have an 19+ age limit on who'd be allowed in as far as patronage.
He was also still leasing out the other floors that hadn't been rented, so far two taken up by one Stephen Strange and some pack of hooligans with odd markings all over them who he'd been told may not take too kindly to Satan being their landlord. Well, that was their problem, wasn't it?
In an attempt to fill the other floors, before Lux opened for good, he'd be hosting 'come meet your potential landlord' parties; hosting lunches and little shindigs to help get the new staff used to what he expected and to give the potential tenants an idea of what the building would be like when the bar was in swing. Lucifer was all about transparency.
He could also be found in town, looking at furniture and possibly trying to find places to recruit staff and tenants. Or possibly in Lux itself just idly playing with his piano, pleased to have it back and to be able to play as he liked.
[Please feel free to PM regarding any potential cr ideas if nothing here suits your interest. Lucifer can likely be found in a variety of places and I'm happy to have him be more accessible if needed.]
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Jeans which were also going to be ripped, the material jerking against her before he threw it away, pressing her back up against the wall properly as he licked into her mouth. It was maddening how she made him want her, how he couldn't think past a certain point with her. They came together and the world ceased to be -- and he couldn't seem to care.]
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Instead she settles for grinding herself over his hand as best she can, wanting more of that friction.]
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[Hissed out in contained frustration between clenched teeth. He really knew how to tease her, how to build her up to that steep and bright edge of need before he backed away again. Knowing she wanted it but not letting her have it yet.
She gave a sharp tug at his hair with one hand, the other doing the same with his wing. Just to let him know she knew what he was doing.]
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[Even as he tried to instill a bit of humor, a little teasing into that single word, it still came out with the edge of a growl. His wings were as curved around her as they could get, what with her pressed to the wall and all, forming a white, feathery barrier between her and the outside world. She grabbed at one, along with his hair, and he groaned, using his palm to apply pressure to the outside of her mound, a little tease along the overside of her clit as he breathed against her neck.]
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You're such an ass.
[Hissed out against his ear as he continued toying with her, feeling that curl of heat between her legs as he teased her clit.] Move. [The word was strained as she gripped at him and tilted her body forward in an attempt to catch him off balance. He's not the only one who liked taking control.]
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[He laughed darkly against her mouth, feeling her push at him as she urged them to move. To get out of that teasing static location and move somewhere more... productive. He used his wings to push off from the wall, arms full of her, sidling to the side to get up those stairs and find his way to the bed.]
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[A frazzled huff, followed by the scramble of limbs as he adjusted them and began to move them up the stairs. Her hands wandered over him without thought, clinging to mussed hair and feathers eagerly as she nipped a biting kiss against his earlobe.
A throaty little laugh left her lips.]
What happened to having fun on the piano?
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[He crawled into the bed, wings spreading out behind him as he lay her down, tugging at the remains of her shirt and debating how much patience he had left in regards to her bra.]
The piano will be there later. I don't plan on just having you on it once, love.
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[She goes down easily, body splayed out across the bed as she watched him stretch out above her, wings and all spread in all their glory. While he may be debating about his patience and her bra, she was not. Hastily, she makes quick work of unhooking the clasp, letting the garment trail down her shoulders.]
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[For now, at least. He might come across those moments where she threw him for a loop and he didn't know how to handle things, but for now, he was sure. With her spread out underneath him, throwing the last of her clothes off as he smiled down at her, he was sure.]
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Get down here.
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Impatient, are we?
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[She arched a brow at him, rearing back a little so she could watch him from above as she rested on her knees.]
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[He was lying on the bed, wings half cupped on either side of him, cock at full attention and eyes completely glued to her. A half smile danced around his lips, his hair was mussed, and he looked like he was about to get up to all sorts of mischief.]
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[Said as she practically climbs on top of him, legs coming to rest against each of his sides as she straddles his lap. She would be lying, though, if the wings didn't... excite her. If only at the idea of her taking charge when he could toss her off with one quick thwak of them.]
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Have I ever deceived you?
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