[ John always gets off on this and he doesn't even care. They've done this particular song and dance for nearly three years now. Nothing about this and new and yet, nothing about it is old either.
Chuckle on his lips as his head's tipped back from the tug, blue-gray eyes blink their gaze upside-down to the demon and he simply bites his bottom lip, hum deep in the back of his throat as he does. ]
You know. If Lucifer himself ever shows up here... especially your Lucifer... I'm gonna ride his cock so fucking hard and show him what a good boy I am.
[ At least it was a game they both enjoyed- that fire between them was something that was almost impossible to forget or replicate with anyone else. Even the mention of *his* Lucifer gets a loud growl from the back of the demon's throat- and certainly earns John a few more inches added to Caliban's dick. Threatening to fuck the demon who is technically Caliban's father-in law was pretty ballsy.
Caliban's wrist flicks and that familiar curved knife of his appears before he raises it to start cutting John out of that shirt of his. ]
Oh? Planning to be a little sex toy for a failed King? Spread those legs of yours for someone unworthy?
Yeah. And I'll be sure to worship him like the King he wants to be.
[ Devilish little grin on his lips, despite the way Caliban goes about cutting off his shirt, he laughs. He loves it. Being a little shit to the demon like this. It's all in good fun after all. With all they've been through and with being permanently contracted (again) to the point of being considered husbands now... how could it not be in good fun? At least on John's side, of course.
Pushing himself back against the demon, letting him see just how much he wants it, he moans a little, never having been afraid of or intimidated by the demon. ]
[ It's properly terrible on some level just how hard this little game was making the demon, his cock rising like a god damn weapon between his legs at the sight of that cheeky little smirk on John's face- but as he always said, he thrived on depravity. His cock pressing into the curve of John's ass as he presses back against the demon, hell it twitches at that pretty little moan from the other.
Those last words do get another sharp harsh tug of John's hair however. ]
The last thing he deserves is to be King. My dirty little slut of a husband.
[ He hissed into that ear as he ran that knife down the others chest playfully before it found the hem of John's pants and just skilfully cut off the button of John's pants before the knife vanished and instead Caliban ripped open the front of them with a show of his own demonic strength.]
Would you part those lips of yours for him? Swallow that seed and ask for more?
[ Roughing him up as he does only gets John to both moan and laugh a little more. With his pants being torn at now, he wiggles a bit — purposefully back against the demon and lolls his head some, letting his gaze lift up to catch Caliban's best he can. ]
[ This eyes were just drown in lust as he meet that devilish grin and the way that body wiggled back at him.
There was another rather aroused growl at those words. At the very idea of John begging for more from *god damn Morningstar.* His hand tugged on that hair again sharply as before he forced his hand curl around the others cock. Giving it a few loving strokes- almost as reward for how fucked up this was. ]
And if he wanted to keep you?
[ He teased into the others ear with that same intense tone.]
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Chuckle on his lips as his head's tipped back from the tug, blue-gray eyes blink their gaze upside-down to the demon and he simply bites his bottom lip, hum deep in the back of his throat as he does. ]
You know. If Lucifer himself ever shows up here... especially your Lucifer... I'm gonna ride his cock so fucking hard and show him what a good boy I am.
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Caliban's wrist flicks and that familiar curved knife of his appears before he raises it to start cutting John out of that shirt of his. ]
Oh? Planning to be a little sex toy for a failed King? Spread those legs of yours for someone unworthy?
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[ Devilish little grin on his lips, despite the way Caliban goes about cutting off his shirt, he laughs. He loves it. Being a little shit to the demon like this. It's all in good fun after all. With all they've been through and with being permanently contracted (again) to the point of being considered husbands now... how could it not be in good fun? At least on John's side, of course.
Pushing himself back against the demon, letting him see just how much he wants it, he moans a little, never having been afraid of or intimidated by the demon. ]
Like the King he deserves to be.
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Those last words do get another sharp harsh tug of John's hair however. ]
The last thing he deserves is to be King. My dirty little slut of a husband.
[ He hissed into that ear as he ran that knife down the others chest playfully before it found the hem of John's pants and just skilfully cut off the button of John's pants before the knife vanished and instead Caliban ripped open the front of them with a show of his own demonic strength.]
Would you part those lips of yours for him? Swallow that seed and ask for more?
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Of course I would.
[ Slowly, another devilish grin. ]
And I'd thank him for it and beg for more.
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There was another rather aroused growl at those words. At the very idea of John begging for more from *god damn Morningstar.* His hand tugged on that hair again sharply as before he forced his hand curl around the others cock. Giving it a few loving strokes- almost as reward for how fucked up this was. ]
And if he wanted to keep you?
[ He teased into the others ear with that same intense tone.]