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Falling in Lust at a Coffee Shop || Coopcian

Cooper had honestly expected Lucian to run the second Cooper’d put a stop to what had been going on. Why would he have wanted to stay, after all? Instead, Lucian held him to his body and stroked his hair and something warm seemed to spread through Cooper. It didn’t mean anything, and he knew that, but it was nice to pretend. He stroked his hands down Lucian’s shoulders as he kissed the other man, noticing his hesitance, as if he were breakable. Glass. He wasn’t, not really, though Cooper could understand why he would think so. Once he was astride Lucian though, hard cock nudging against him again, he smiled against Lucian’s lips, “don’t wanna take a break.” He said before reaching behind himself to grasp Lucian’s hot, heavy cock, stroking a few times before he lined the head against his stretched hole, but didn’t rock back on it, instead he stopped right there, a little smile on his face. “Unless you don’t want to see bounce on your cock,” he said, stroking Lucian’s cock leasurely, the head just pushing at his stretched hole. He leaned down until his lips were at Lucian’s ear, “I’ll be so good for you, I promise. A good slut.” He moved down just a little, gasping as he let himself sink down, so that just the head of Lucian’s cock breached him. “Wanna feel you come inside me, wanna be full and stretched and yours,” he said, his voice still low and close to Lucian’s ear, “yours to corrupt.” He had a feeling that maybe, just maybe, Lucian would have a thing for innocence. And, while angels were not quite the squeaky clean creatures pop culture dictated they were, Cooper wasn’t beyond using that stereotype.

Lucian growled quietly as he only stroked his cock, not moving to settle his pretty little ass on top of him, so that he was sheathed in his tight heat once again. He was craving it and his growl intensified slightly when he teased him, eyes darkening once again. “Fuck... My little slut,” he repeated, feeling a little possessive, and his fingers dug tightly into Cooper's hips. When his cock sunk into him, he clenched his teeth slightly, before relaxing slightly with a long sigh. “All mine,” he growled into Cooper's ear, the one that was closest, because the man was also talking into his own ear. “Such a fucking pretty slut, sitting yourself on my cock. I'm gonna fill you up and watch my cum drip out of that abused little hole of yours,” he breathed out, a slight growl still on the edge of his tone, unable to help it. His words and the teasing little amount of heat, wrapped tight around the head of his cock, was driving him crazy with need, and he couldn't really help his babbling. “Gonna make you mine. All I can use you,” he murmured sensually into his ear, though the words were filthy and horrible, but he was on a roll and he knew that he didn't mean them so obviously Cooper should know that as well. It was taking every ounce of strength within his body to not thrust up into his hole, allow him the time to do it on his own, because he needed him so bad on his aching, pulsing cock.

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Falling in Lust at a Coffee Shop || Coopcian

Cooper let out a relieved little sob as Lucian pulled out, but didn’t pull away. Instead, his demonic lover pulled him close, peppering his neck and shoulder with feather soft kisses. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, burying his own face into Lucian’s shoulder for a moment, “just, a little too much.” He closed his eyes at the soft, soothing tone of Lucian’s voice and ran a hand down the other man’s side before reaching up to cup his lover’s cheek and pull him in for a kiss. It started slow, nipping and nibbling just slightly on Lucian’s bottom lip, but soon Cooper let his tongue sweep into Lucian’s mouth as he grew more bold. He broke away from the kiss and leaned up to whisper in Lucian’s ear, “how’s about I ride that wonderful cock of yours?” He gently pushed on Lucian’s shoulders in an attempt to roll them so that he’d be on top, able to control just how deep Luc could get, able to say just when it was enough. “How’s that sound beautiful,” he asked, nibbling at Lucian’s earlobe just a bit.

Chewed softly at his bottom lip, Lucian threaded his fingers through Cooper’s hair while he pressed his face into his shoulder. He didn’t know what else he could possibly say so he kept quiet. Pulling back a little as Cooper did, he allowed the man complete control of the kiss, hesitant to assert himself again for fear of hurting him. It was becoming clear that he was something of a masochist, whether consciously or not, and he was willing to endure a lot without speaking up about it. When his lover licked inside of his mouth, Lucian willingly opened his mouth, fighting back for just a little bit of control, though he let him have the upper hand. His breathing had picked up again and he let out a quiet moan at his suggestion, hesitating for only a moment before allowing Cooper to roll them over. Even if he would still technically be topping, only giving the control of the speed and depth to his partner, there was a little uncertainty lingering. “Sounds perfect, baby,” he breathed out, curling his hands against the other’s back, trying to forget about his achingly hard cock. “We can take a longer break if you want to,” he murmured, trying not to only think about himself and his aching need for pleasure, which was easier said than done.

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Falling in Lust at a Coffee Shop || Coopcian

Cooper’s grip at Lucian’s shoulders got tighter and he let out a gasp as he pulled out of him a little, the pressure easing and sliding back towards that wonderful, stretching fullness that wasn’t too much. He groaned a little and arched his back a little, scratching blunt fingernails down Lucian’s upper arms. At the rough thrust, however, he let out a pained cry, his eyes tearing a little and his body tensing up just a little, his eyes screwed shut to keep tears at bay. He tried to force himself to relax, to accept as much of his lover as he absolutely could, because Lucian was obviously enjoying it. “Please,” he murmured, a slight plea to try and catch his lover’s attention, please less, please. He allowed the other man to take his hand and place it on his stomach, and with his hand there, low on his stomach, he suddenly realized that his erection had begun to flag just a little. Of course it had, it was like he was being split in two, ripped open.

Lucian's head jerked up at the little plea, eyes blinking quickly open, immediately turned on by his begging but then he caught onto something that felt a little out of place. The man's eyes were shut so tight, wrinkled at the edges, and he really just didn't look at ease. Pulling out of him, slow and gentle, he rubbed little soothing circles into Cooper's stomach, shushing softly. Glancing down at his partner's softening cock, he realized that the plea was to stop and not keep going, and a horrible sickness washed over him. He let his cock completely pull out of him, wrapping an around around the other's waist, and just holding their bodies close, still rubbing little circles into his stomach. He didn't know how to do the whole comforting thing but he couldn't stand to see Cooper in pain like that, and it took him a while to fully comprehend the switch from sex to comfort. “Shh, I'm sorry. It's okay,” he whispered to him, nuzzling gently into his neck, before kissing down the length of his skin, to his shoulder, then kissed out along that and to the ball of his shoulder, connecting it to his arm. “You need to tell me if I'm hurting you,” he told him, murmuring soft and soothing, still, because he wanted Cooper to be okay. Lucian knew that he wasn't the most observant person in the world and it was a miracle that he had noticed his erection flagging.

Falling in Lust at a Coffee Shop || Coopcian

Cooper gasped as the head of Lucian’s cock breached through his stretched entrance, his head tipping back and his body arching off the bed. The pain of the way the demon’s cock stretched him more should have taken the edge off the heat in his belly, but instead Cooper found himself reaching out, his hands gripping at Lucian’s shoulders as he made the lame joke and eased even more of himself into Cooper’s body. He leaned up and kissed the smirk from Lucian’s lips, savoring the taste of him. “So good,” he groaned, “fuck Beautiful.” He really wasn’t built for words at that moment, his body humming with the strange mixture of slight plain and blinding pleasure and his lover pushed inside him so slowly. Soon, though, it reached a point where the invasion felt too much, the pain starting to edge past a pleasurable point, and Cooper broke eye contact with Lucian and screwed his eyes shut, his breath pushing out of his body in a pained hiss. Still, though, he arched towards Lucian, wanting to feel all of him even if it hurt.

With the man's tight heat choking his cock, he couldn't comprehend much more other than Cooper's body pressing so close to him, arching off of the bed. He was so desperate for him and it was driving him insane. Lucian growled softly, deep in his throat, arms almost shaking as they held him up from the bed, not from the weight of his body but more from the intense feelings wrapped around him. He noticed when the angel broke their eye contact, but his mind told him it was because everything felt too good. Pulling out of his ass, feeling the way he had left all of that open space in his stretched hole, he moaned loudly as he thrust roughly back into him. His chest rose and fell rapidly, groaning brokenly, the noise managing to shape into the other's name, followed by muttered swear words, muffled when he pressed his face into Cooper's sweat-slicked neck. The air was drenched with sex and he started thrusting a little faster, not pushing his cock completely inside of him, but definitely pushing at how much he could fit. One hand moved down to Cooper's stomach, pressing gently against the lower abdomen, feeling the slight bulge of his own cock and smirking down at him. “Fuck, you're so full. How does that feel, baby? Here,” he murmured, grabbing one of Cooper's hands, and settling it on the bulge in his stomach, “Feel that? God, you're so good for me, taking it so well.” He thrust in again, crying out quietly, and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

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Falling in Lust at a Coffee Shop || Coopcian

Cooper hissed at the feeling of stretch as Lucian added a third finger, but even that slight pain made his squirm towards the other man’s fingers. He closed his eyes and tipped his head sideways to give the demon more room to kiss there, a shiver going through him at the feeling of Lucian’s breath against his ear and the words. “You have me,” Cooper whispered back, as if it was too much to speak more loudly, as if that would break some kind of spell they were under. He was exhaling in quick little moaning pants with each brush of his lover’s fingers against his prostate. He let out a groan when Lucian said he needed him, “need you too, now, please, shit please Beautiful, now.” He gasped as Lucian pulled his fingers out, feeling open and exposed in a way that should have felt strange with a man he knew he’d probably never see again, but Cooper felt… safe. Like he knew that Lucian wouldn’t hurt him, though obviously he would, when he was done. He watched as Lucian reached over to get a condom Cooper looked at him strangely. Why? Neither of them could get diseases, why was he putting on a condom? When he felt the head of his cock against his hole Cooper groaned out, “take the condom off.” He ran a hand down Lucian’s spine, “wanna feel you. I can’t get sick. Just please. Want to feel you.” He rested his palms over Lucian’s shoulder blades and squirmed, almost angry that he’d said something that would make it take even longer for Lucian to be inside him.

Lucian hurried up a little at Cooper's begging, more than happy to comply with the desperate voice that needed him right then. The beautiful man wanted him so badly that he was willing to beg for him and it kind of blew his mind. Hesitating for a moment, as Cooper started talking again, he glanced up at him and felt a little idiotic for having not thought of how the angel couldn't get sick. Well, he hadn't explicitely known that he couldn't get ill, but he supposed that he should have assumed, considering how similar they were no matter how much their kind despised each other. Tugging the condom off of his cock, moaning at the way it clung and snagged on the head, he tossed it elsewhere, uncaring. Positioning his cock at the man's entrance, he pressed inside forcefully, desperate for the tight heat he knew would still be there, despite his generous stretching. “Fucking dammit,” he swore loudly, gripping tightly at his hips, blunt nails digging into the giving skin. “God, you feel like a fucking virgin, so tight. My own little slice of heaven, huh.” He gave him a little, teasing smirk, meeting the man's eyes with such a burning intensity. Lucian was slowly filling him up, knowing that he wouldn't be able to fit all of his cock inside of him, but he kind of had a thing for seeing exactly how much he could fit inside of someone, feel where his cock as pressing against their stomach, filling them up so impossibly. He didn't want to force that on Cooper, though, wanting to keep him enjoying this and as comfortable as possible. One hand moved up to caress his face, brushing a few stray strands of hair behind his ear, as he continued to press inside of his hole, waiting for a sign that it was becoming too much.

Falling in Lust at a Coffee Shop || Coopcian

Cooper groaned as Lucian added another finger, feeling the muscles stretch and start to give in to the pressure. The slight burn made something in him uncoil and he closed his eyes, his breath coming in short little pants in time with the movement of his hips against Lucian’s fingers as he kept pushing against them, grinding down onto the demon’s long fingers. He had the fingers of a fucking artist, a pianist, and he was playing Cooper’s body like an instrument. Sculpting him into something different, a mass of need and want with just his fingers and the hot words he murmured to him. He gasped at the way Lucian said that he’d stretch him more another time, as if this was more than just the one night, but Cooper knew he wasn’t serious, that it was just said in the moment, but Cooper wanted nothing more than to feel Lucian pushing him, driving him just to the edge of that pain/pleasure line. “Yes, anything, please,” he groaned as Lucian said he’d look good riding his cock, “I want it, fuck please, Beautiful.” He leaned up into Lucian’s kiss, biting at the man’s lower lip and sucking on his tongue just slightly. He was wanton, desperate, his whole body flushed and tense, a thin sheen of sweat over his skin. He forced his eyes open to look up at Lucian with hazy, lust blown eyes.

He reached up to rest his hand on Lucian’s cheek just as he slowed his movements, stopping Cooper’s hips and leaning in for a kiss, which he leaned up to meet eagerly, making a small noise against the demon’s lips. “Don’t you dare stop now,” Cooper said, his voice raspy and deep. “I want this,” he leaned up again to kiss Lucian’s lips, then he ran his lips over the line of the other man’s jaw to his ear, “I want you.” He buried his face in the crook of Lucian’s neck and let out a muffled cry as his lover finally found his prostate, sending a shock of pleasure through every nerve ending in his body. Before he could even think about what he was doing, he’d bitten Lucian’s shoulder, not overly hard, but definitely hard enough to leave a bruise, a mark. It was a memento, so that at least for the day or two it would take to fade, Lucian would remember him. Remember their night together for a little while until it would get lost in a sea of other encounters for him. Cooper shut his eyes tight and focused on the feeling of Lucian’s fingers moving inside him, Lucian’s body over his.

Lucian cried out as Cooper bit into his skin, tossing his head back slightly, loving the sharp stab of pain that ran through his nerves. With the reassurances that his lover was enjoying this as much as he was, he pulled his fingers out, coating them in a little more lube, before pressing three inside of his hole. Though he was loosening up, there was a little resistance, and imagining the slight twinge of discomfort made his cock twitch with interest. Moving down to Cooper's neck, he kissed at the sweaty skin, tasting the salt water. “Want you too. Want you so bad,” he whispered into his ear before biting and tugging onto the man's earlobe, pumping his fingers deep inside of him, brushing gently against his prostate with each thrust. Stretching out his fingers, he started to scissor him. He was trying to be careful, not wanting to hurt him too much, but he was growing a little impatient. “Ungh, need you,” he told him desperately, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips before pulling back, slipping his fingers out of him completely. Ripping open the condom with his teeth, he spat the piece of the wrapper in his mouth out, somewhere on the bed, and rolled the condom down the length of his cock, grunting softly at the snug fit. With condom already lubed up, he leaned over the man, gripping his cock at the base and positioned his head at Cooper's entrance. “Ready?” he asked, voice tight, kissing gingerly along his jaw.

Falling in Lust at a Coffee Shop || Coopcian

Cooper groaned and shivered when Lucian said he’d feel him for weeks. He knew the man was exaggerating, but he couldn’t help but want some kind of reminder that would stick around. Lucian was only going to let him have this once. He’d made it clear that he was a one-night stand, and Cooper wanted to feel the other man for at least a little longer than that. “Fuck yes,” he groaned, gasping at the way Lucian’s hand tightened around his dick, adding just the right amount of pressure without becoming painful. “Yours,” Cooper affirmed in a breathy voice against the other man’s lips, his eyes closing as he lost himself in sensation, in feeling. In the eager, hot desire he could feel pulsing through their strange bond from Lucian into him. Whimpered as the demon’s hand left his cock and almost wanted to sob at the loss of sensation. That was until he felt a slick finger circling his asshole. He sucked in a breath, his body shivering and jumping at the strange sensation. It had been a long, long time since he’d done this and he forced himself to relax at the intrusion of one of Lucian’s long, graceful fingers. He hissed and groaned at the feeling, pressing his hips towards Lucian’s hand. “Fuck beautiful,” he breathed out, “want you so bad,” He clung to Lucian’s shoulders, his fingernails digging in just slightly. He kept his eyes open, though he wanted to close them, and watched Lucian’s face, Looked into his eyes while he rolled his hips down against Lucian’s hand, effectively fucking himself on Lucian’s finger.”

Moaned lowly at the blunt nails pressing into his skin, part of him wanted the skin to break, crack, and blood to flow. “You're gonna have me, stretching you more than you'll ever be stretched. Fucking mine,” he promised, slowly pressing in another finger beside the first to accentuate that he, more or less, owned him for the night, that his body was his and only his to do whatever he wanted to. He couldn't stand to watch Cooper fucking himself down on only one finger. His cock was so hard and pulsing that it almost hurt. “Maybe I'll stretch you more, though, someday. See how much you can take and push beyond that. You'd be a good boy and take it, wouldn't you?” It was mostly talk- he had no idea if he would even see Cooper again after this night, much less if they would ever have the chance for him to do just that. Watching him fuck himself like that was intoxicating, though, and he wondered how amazing it would be to watch Cooper sitting on his cock and riding it. Scissoring his fingers, he kissed the man firmly, biting at his bottom lip. “God, do you know how good you'd look, sitting pretty on my cock? I could lay back and watch you bounce on my cock, force yourself to take it, 'cause you love my big, fat cock so damn much,” he spoke filthily, never breaking eye content, tone low and gruff around each word. He wasn't shy in the slightest, now that he was in control, and he wasn't afraid to speak every fantasy and thought that passed through his mind. The angel was so close to going crazy for him but it wasn't enough. Lucian wanted him to forget everything but the pleasure he was giving him. “Keep working those hips, Kitten. Fuck yourself onto my fingers. Show me how fucking desperate you are for it.” He could barely keep talking himself, sweating with his own arousal; Cooper had hardly touched him and, from how sexy he was, and the fantasies he gave Lucian, he was more turned on than he had been in decades.

He wasn't a completely heartless bastard, though, and he slowed his fingers slightly, leaning in to give him a gentle kiss. The last thing he wanted was for his words to hurt Cooper in any way, and he had to double check that the angel was okay. “Doing alright, babe? Remember just... say stop and I will. Alright?” he checked, one hand stilling his hips while his fingers gently stroked along the man's inner walls, searching for that little nub of nerves, while he waited for an answer. He was staring into his eyes, searching for an honest answer in the blue depths. Some part of him worried that the angel would be too intimidated by his demonic ways to say no and he had to double check.

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Falling in Lust at a Coffee Shop || Coopcian

Cooper smiled at the way Lucian seemed so desperate, so wanting. The thought that he was the one who was pulling those reactions from the demon was a stronger intoxicant than any liquor. Sweeter than anything he’d felt in a long time. He arched towards the hand around his dick with a groan as Lucian started stroking him. When Lucian moaned against his lips and backed away to ask if they were going to get to the main event, Cooper just leaned forward to nip at Lucian’s neck again, another slightly rough, possessive bite before he ran his tongue along the vein there on his way up to his ear, “Fuck, please, Beautiful, wanna feel you inside me.” He nipped at the other man’s earlobe. He gripped Lucian’s bicep with the hand that wasn’t stroking his cock, his blunt fingernails digging just slightly, “shit you’re so fuckin’ big, gonna feel you after. He swiped his thumb over the head of Lucian’s cock, “M’all yours.” He backed off a little and wiggled, just slightly, opening his legs a little more in invitation. His one hand still moving on Lucian’s dick he moved his other hand to cup Lucian’s cheek, guiding him back down to his lips, pushing his tongue into the other’s mouth in quick darts.

Lucian grunted as the man bit at his neck, harsher than he was expecting, and his hand hesitated in his quick strokes. The pain was delicious and he shivered when his cool tongue soothed over his heated neck. He panted softly when Cooper finally answered his question, fist tightening around his cock in a silent encouragement. His rough voice sounded so gorgeous, speaking directly into his ear, hot breath caressing his overheated skin. He craved nothing more than to just give him what he wanted and take him, claim him as his. “Hell yeah, you’re gonna feel me after. Gonna make fuckin’ sure of it. You’re gonna feel me in you for weeks,” he promised hotly, moaning low and long. That was probably over-exaggerating but the sentiment was still there. The demon squeezed the base of his cock again, grounding his teeth slightly. “Fuckin’ mine,” he growled possessively, letting him guide his face towards his own. When his tongue was pressing into his mouth, he bit down on it gently, keeping it there, and sucked at the thick muscle. Lucian waved away the hand on his cock, pulling away completely, and removing his hand from the other’s cock. He leaned over to the bedside table, opening up the drawer and pulling out a tube of lube. His hand hesitated over the condom but he went ahead and grabbed it anyway, deciding that they would figure out that part a little later on. He just wanted to start stretching the angel’s tight, hot ass. Liberally coating his fingers in the thick substance, he leaned forward to recapture his lips in a wet kiss, circling his dusty pink hole with a finger. He pressed in to the knuckle, paused for a moment, then kept pressing in farther.