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Wynonna huffed a laugh, guilt lightly stabbing away at her heart when she remembered the text that wasn’t. “Would it matter if you had?”
Long fingers held out a glass for her, golden liquid sloshing softly against the crystal. “Ah, dear Johhny found out about our little fun, did he?”
Lucifer x Wynonna Earp Crossover
Luci as naughty influence/twisted angelic/fairy godfather, random enough?
That .... would be freaking hilarious.
Lucifer would agree JUST to piss off John.
Reblog this is you're 10000% with being approached with plot ideas at random!
Of course, this doesn’t mean you have to say yes, but a lot of times we don’t know we’d be interested in a thread idea unless it’s brought to our attention!
“You’re an absolute imbecile if you think I’m just gonna leave you.” // from chloe
“Detecti.... Chloe, I will be fine.”, he gound out between clenched teeth. The pipe that had penetrated his side sending shockwaves of pain thorugh him with every tiny movement. “In fact, I will be better if you are not here.”, he urged, catching her eyes and reaching out to brush his fingers against her cheek. “Remember? I’m the Devil.”
Man, I think I’m all written out for the day, but don’t be shy with sending stuff to the ask box for me to get to tomorrow.
spicy™ dialogue™ prompts™
“At least you’ll die doing what you love; Walking into danger.”
“Here’s some cookies and some very bad news!”
“I have forgotten everything I’ve ever learned.”
“Let me keep that promise.”
“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.”
“Why am I always the funniest when no one is around to hear it?”
“Can you stay still for the next 20 minutes? No, I’m not drawing you.”
“Oh no, I feel bad- SYKE, no I don’t.”
“Next problem… we might die.”
“Wow, that was a great comeback.”
“Who is running this thing?!”
“You are aware that walls aren’t people, right?”
“Hey, go fill up your human needs.”
“Yeah, keep making jokes. That’ll win the war.”
“Yeah, I can see how hiding behind a rock is a much better strategy.”
“I think… everyone deserves a chance to prove themselves.”
“I can’t help that I’m curious.”
“I know you. You’re a terrible person. But as the judge here, I will look at you in the unbiased way you don’t deserve.”
“The mountains are calling and I must skedaddle.
“Who says ‘nincompoop’?!”
“Things fascinate me. Why wouldn’t they, when you stop to give them thought?”
“Are you always so easily convinced?”
“Look, it’s difficult for me to isolate what I hate about you the most because there is so much to hate.”
“That’s an order. Obey.”
“Look, I don’t want to swear but; What. The frick!”
“As the most amazing person in the room, I’ll gladly accept that.”
“Now power down, sass robot.”
“The art of not being an idiot is extremely challenging for me.”
“That’s troubling.”
“Tell your story. Become words, become ideas… you never know what or who it’ll affect.”
loptgangandi:
“ That’s what you get for asking questions. ”
Loki hops up to sit on the railing, grinning impishly. For a moment he wobbles slightly, and seems like he might actually topple over backward — but he rights himself quickly enough, and wraps his ankles around one of the bars to keep steady. Physical finesse? No. But he’s got enough of the mental sort to balance out whatever else he might be lacking.
“ Humans gonna human. ” He shrugs. “ You and I’ve got enough in common that to them we really must seem like the same person. I think it’s adorable. In a … sort of sad way. Like a toddler’s painting. You know they’re trying their best, and their horses look like dogs and their dogs look like horses, but by the Three they both have four legs and a long nose so you just sort of … acknowledge that maybe art isn’t the kid’s strong suit and move on with your day. ”
His grin returns, and he resists the urge to ruffle the Morningstar’s hair.
“ I mean, look at us, darling. We’re practically twins. ”
He can’t help the laugh Loki’s comparison pulls from his chest and he doesn’t want to. So the Devil laughs a musical little laugh and leans a little closer.
“They are quite like children. Or trained monkeys. one has to be impressed with their efforts, however crude.”, and it’s not a hard admission to make. He does have his own fascination with humanity, after all. Even if that fascination does not seem to run quite as deep as Loki’s.
that second comparison does, strangely, flatter him. However humorous the statement is delivered, he can’t deny the truth of it. They have much in common in the bodies they have chosen for themselves. Between the slender build, fine boned features and light hair. So, Lucifer smiles and inclines his head in what may be a nod.
“I certainly prefer your company over that of most of my family.”
Below them, a shout draws his attention. He just catches the impact of a young woman’s hand on what may be her lover’s cheek and Lucifer’s smile turns a little curious.
“Emotions.”, he hums. “Fickle things.”
retiredfromhell:
“Aren’t you a clever one!”, he chirps and pulls away to look her over. “Clearly you’ve learned a little bit from hanging around Constantine.”
And just because he’s really not interested in her thinking any further than that about the bastard warlock, Lucifer grips her behind and pulls her closer to him, as close as the keyboard between them will allow before the hand in her hair pulls her back further.
“I think you wanted to know just how good I am with my hands, isn’t that right?”
Not just Constantine. But it’s not something she’s going to admit out loud. Not when doing so would break the bubble that she’s currently enjoying being in.
He maneuvers her closer still and she busies her hands with yanking his shirt loose from his trousers. Once she manages that she’s able to press her nails into his skin.
When her throat is all but on display for him thanks to his hand in her hair, she gives him the slightest of nods. “That’s exactly what I want.”
He’s laughing as he dips his head back down to her neck, teeth mimicking the sting of her nails at his back while his hand slides from her hair, around her neck and down. His fingers catch on the chain of a necklace before they hook into the low neckline of her shirt.
His mouth follows, kissing along her neck, her throat her collarbone, while his other hand moves from her arse along her thigh, to her knee and down her calf. He catches her ankle and guides it away from his hip, down to the covered keys.
“Stay there, darling.”, Lucifer purs and repeats the same treatment with her other leg, letting his fingers slip from her shirt, over her breast before it wanders down.
Then he gives her a push, right in the middle of her sternum that she can’t resist. the pressure of two fingers stronger that any man had a right to be.
retiredfromhell:
He chuckles into the kiss, delighted and closes the lid over the the keys with the hand that isn’t running up her back and into her hair. Long fingers wind into her locks and pull, tilting her head out of the kiss and exposing the length of her neck.
“That is my name.”, he purrs eventually, bright grin evident in the words, even as he trails kisses along her jaw. “Aphrodite isn’t yours, though.”, a sharp bite to her pulse and he can feel it jump under his lips.
Wynonna’s answering laugh is soft and almost breathy as he anchors one hand deep into her hair. Her heart starts to race even faster the moment he bites at her neck. Shit, that’s hot.
Without thought she’s using her legs to try and bring him closer to her. “You’re right,” she admits with a low moan. “It’s not my name. But it’s the only one you’re getting.”
“Aren’t you a clever one!”, he chirps and pulls away to look her over. “Clearly you’ve learned a little bit from hanging around Constantine.”
And just because he’s really not interested in her thinking any further than that about the bastard warlock, Lucifer grips her behind and pulls her closer to him, as close as the keyboard between them will allow before the hand in her hair pulls her back further.
“I think you wanted to know just how good I am with my hands, isn’t that right?”
Once my brain works again, I will have to write down a little thing about comic Lucifer vs. show Lucifer and my two portrayals here.
nowmakeyourpeace:
She’s surprised at the grace in his movements. There was no sudden, jarring force that brought her to him. One moment she was standing and the next he’d set her on the piano top. “Fine right where I am, Lucifer.” Wynonna keeps her eyes on his, not closing them until she’s kissing him hard.
He chuckles into the kiss, delighted and closes the lid over the the keys with the hand that isn’t running up her back and into her hair. Long fingers wind into her locks and pull, tilting her head out of the kiss and exposing the length of her neck.
“That is my name.”, he purrs eventually, bright grin evident in the words, even as he trails kisses along her jaw. “Aphrodite isn’t yours, though.”, a sharp bite to her pulse and he can feel it jump under his lips.
nowmakeyourpeace:
The chord managed to be completely in tune while Wynonna’s breath hitched. Her free hand reaches for him, impulsively moving to pull him near as he shifts her legs apart. “Quit talking and start teaching, then.”
The hand that’s been guiding hers across the keys grabs her wrist and, with a curl over her head, gets enough leverage to pull her back around to him. There’s barely any hesitation until he grips her by the back of the thighs, right under her behind and lifts her off her feet with inhuman strength. A second later, she’s sitting on the piano and his mouth is hovering an inch from hers.
Dark eyes catch hers. “Last chance, Aphrodite. “
nowmakeyourpeace:
Her cheeks warm slightly, his nearness making her feel a bit more brave somehow. “Really? Chopsticks? Heart and Soul? One of those funny sounding dirges on the deep end of things.” Wynonna is surprised she can try to tease.
His smile widens. “Oh, I can definitely show you something deep.” and his fingers maneuver hers into a little chord progression, while his other hand slips around her hip and down to her inner thigh, Teasing her inseam, guiding her legs apart.
nowmakeyourpeace:
“Don’t mind if I do.” Wynonna slips away from his hands, moving ahead of him. She takes a moment to smile, one hand moving down to rest against the keys without actually pressing down. “I’d wanted to learn piano,” she murmurs. “Didn’t have the time.”
His body smoothes against her back, one hand travelling down her arm from her shoulder until he can guide her hand across the keys. His mouth brushes against the shell of her ear. “I could teach you a thing or two.”
nowmakeyourpeace:
“Only when I want to be.” Which is what she was doing just then. His hands momentarily rest on her knees then begin to travel upward and she feels almost stupidly giddy. “It’s a nice piano.”
His smile shifts from mischief to predatory and his hands move from the top of her thighs to her flanks. “It is a very nice piano.”, the Devil purrs with a sideways glance at the sleek, black instrument. “Maybe we should take a closer look?”
nowmakeyourpeace:
“I don’t usually go for telling people things. Not in the dirty talk way.” Okay. A lie. Not a big one. But still. “You look like you’re pretty good with your hands.” WYNONNA.
“Aren’t you an observant one?”, he smiles and his hands land on her knees, sliding upwards gradually. “I guess playing the piano is paying off in the bedroom.”
