If Dean could, he's pretty sure he would beg for it. For the right to do something more than take it, even if he knows he isn't allowed. Shoulders quaking, he makes quick with the move, planting both palms back on the bed, shoving his hips back instead to meet Lucifer's thrusts. It's the only thing he can even begin to do with himself, making up for seemingly lost time while his muscles go taut.
There's no hiding from it any longer, Lucifer plowing into him harder and fast until there was nothing left but to follow an order he could resist. Forgetting how to breathe, Dean groans all too silently, just as he comes hard, orgasm causing his hips to jerk towards Lucifer's fist. He can feel himself shaking with the force of it, mind going blank as it courses through his every inch.
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Date: 2016-03-11 01:54 am (UTC)From:There's no hiding from it any longer, Lucifer plowing into him harder and fast until there was nothing left but to follow an order he could resist. Forgetting how to breathe, Dean groans all too silently, just as he comes hard, orgasm causing his hips to jerk towards Lucifer's fist. He can feel himself shaking with the force of it, mind going blank as it courses through his every inch.