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Catch-all post for threads on TFLN interrupted by captcha.

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[badpuns]

Balthazar lets out a whine, arching against Lucifer. "I think I've got another couple rounds in me."

[favorite_son]

"I'll hold you to that." Try not to disappoint both him and you, little brother.

Lucifer gradually increases the pace and force of his thrusts until he reaches a middling range he's happy with.

[badpuns]

"I wouldn't expect anything less." He has no intentions of disappointing anyone.

Balthazar rocks his hips to meet Lucifer's thrusts, reaching up to tangle his fingers in his brother's hair.

[favorite_son]

Lucifer lowers his head to start sucking and nipping at the mark on Balthazar's throat again, heedless of Balthazar's hands in his hair.

[badpuns]

Balthazar groans as Lucifer closes in on the mark again, fingers tightening in his hair. He reaches out with his Grace, seeking contact with Lucifer's.

[favorite_son]

Well then. Balthazar must be feeling a little less twitchy if he's the one initiating this time. Lucifer lets his Grace meet and enfold Balthazar's, merging around the edges.

[badpuns]

That nothing unexpected happened last time is encouraging. Reassuring, even. Maybe Lucifer doesn't have any ulterior motives planned this time. "Mmm..." he sighs.

[favorite_son]

Now why would he have been concerned about something happening? Lucifer is a perfect angel.

Lucifer bites down gently on the mark as he keeps moving his hips. Time to think about pushing things a little more to get more reaction out of him.

[badpuns]

Balthazar lets out a soulful moan as Lucifer bites down on the mark, Grace pulsating with pleasure. His hands move from Lucifer's hair down over his shoulders to lightly trace over his chest.

[favorite_son]

Lucifer bites down hard enough to make it almost painful, pushing from that direction, since he was keeping his pace steady for now as small shivers go through him from Balthazar's touches.

[badpuns]

Balthazar gasps, as he throws his head back against the pillow, nails curling to scrape over Lucifer's chest. "Ah... Lucifer...!"

[favorite_son]

Yes? It's teasing, even as he backs off the pressure somewhat in favor of increasing his pace and force a smidge.

[badpuns]

It's a string of Enochian Lucifer gets in response - cursing, encouragement, and endearments all rolled into one, as Balthazar writhes beneath him, teetering on the edge of another orgasm.

[favorite_son]

The swearing gets a laugh from Lucifer and his hips snap forwards faster and harder to help bring Balthazar over the edge so he could follow.

[badpuns]

Balthazar lets out a howl as his orgasm washes over him, Grace flaring out against Lucifer's.

[favorite_son]

Lucifer lets Balthazar tightening around him push him over the edge into coming with a low moan, his own Grace staying wrapped tightly around Balthazar's.

[badpuns]

Balthazar groans, wrapping his arms around Lucifer tightly. He's breathing hard, Grace thrumming against his brother's.

[favorite_son]

Lucifer starts to unwrap his Grace from around Balthazar's after another moment, giving him some breathing space, so to speak.

[badpuns]

Balthazar lets out a deep, contented sigh, relaxing against Lucifer. "Mmm... Had enough yet?"

[favorite_son]

"Should I take that to mean that you've had enough?" he asks in an amused tone.

[badpuns]

"We can go again if you want. Just give me a few moments," he grins, brushing a light kiss against Lucifer's lips.

[favorite_son]

"I won't be offended if we stop now," he points out in an amused tone.

[badpuns]

"Well, of course, if you're too tired..." Balthazar grins. His tone is light, teasing; he already knows Lucifer is probably not at all worn out.

[favorite_son]

Lucifer scoffs at that. "That was your opening to grab a chance at not being worn out."

[badpuns]

"Oh, I'll go as long as you want to, love," or at least he'll try to keep up as best as he can.