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There was no way that it felt good, nothing about it that even came close to being pleasant. Dean might've been altogether thankful that he managed to keep from gagging around Lucifer's cock, but there was no enjoyment apart from that. If anything, he found himself all too hot in the wrong kind of way. Ashamed of himself, violently so, forced to withstand every thrust until he wasn't sure he could take anymore. And yet it kept coming, every pulse of hips crushed against his nose, Lucifer's noises making him ache. There was no escaping it, this thing that he'd done, nothing but the reminder that he'd asked for every second.