Fake-out make-out scenario for the Ros while in deep crushing stage?
Lucifer: The moment they feel your lips on theirs they pull you in closer— showcasing their strength as their arms flex around you; pushing you against the brick wall of the alleyway— their tongue briefly making an appearance as it swept across your bottom lip. A brief burning sensation erupting from the very spot as their teeth make an appearance; faintly you hear the reason for the kiss moving away. As you were about to pull away, Lucifer does so first with an absolutely devilish smile directed towards you. “While I don’t mind such distractions, darling, I must say that we shouldn’t loiter for too long.” They lean closer towards you; their warm breath ghosting across your skin. “What would the dear the Detective say if we failed this little venture because we got arrested for public indecency, hmm?”
Not waiting for an answer, they press a fleeting kiss to your pulse point. Only pulling away once a gasp escapes you and your body arches against theirs.
The darkened blue of their eyes pulling you in. “Would you like to find out?”
Gabriel: At the feel of your lips, Gabriel tenses as this was absolutely the last thing they were expecting when agreeing to this little venture. However, their lips soon move smoothly against your own as they cling to you. One of their hands finding it’s way into your hair as a small sound escapes their throat; they had only imagined what this would be like but now they knew reality was so much better. A faint clanging sound causes them to flinch— pulling away from you altogether— as they refocus on the world around them; a heavy blush dusting their cheeks as they realize what had just transpired.
Dropping their eyes, as they couldn’t bear to meet your own, they scuff the tip of their shoe against the concrete. “I suppose that was just so we wouldn’t get caught?” They peer up at you through their lashes doing their best to hide the dejected feeling welling within their chest. “May I get a warning next time? I don’t handle surprises well.”
Or heartbreak apparently…
Syrus/Selene: Before you could even make a move to press your lips to theirs, they had you pressed against the alleyway wall. A deep set snarl etching itself on their face as their eyes bore into yours. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” They hiss— their voice barely raising as they were well aware of the situation— with their hand tightening. “That wasn’t part of the deal with me helping you. We can just knock out the guard, get his identification, and then get in.”
Hearing the back door close, S releases you with a huff and a barely contained eye roll.
“If you wanted to do that with me you could have asked me before we left. I don’t mind having a romp in sack but not when I’m supposed to be doing for Lucifer.”
They turn away with another huff.
“If you still want it after we’re done I’m more than happy to oblige.”
Cole/Cora: Your lips pressing against theirs causes a surprise gasp to escape from them; although they quickly school their features as they immediately become aware of what you’re trying to do. Even if it was very much a network tv show move, they couldn’t quite complain as your body presses more firmly against theirs. One of their arms coming around to wrap around your waist as they dip you slightly.
Once they were sure you both were in the clear, C pulls away— just as you did— with a small shake of their head. “Next time we need to come up with a better escape route,” they say with a small smile to show that they weren’t upset. “As that ruse wont work every time.”
Turning their head, they gesture for you to follow them. “Come on we need to get out of here.”
All the while they try to forget what it felt like to have your body so close to theirs.
Nathan/Natasha: Their entire body is stiff the entire time your lips are pressed to theirs; even as they’re responding to your kiss with a deceptive level of skill. Your hands had to constantly run up and down their back in order for them to ease up on some of the tension. Though, as the kiss progressed, N became more and more relaxed and one of their hands gently runs across your back too. Their body melting into your own as you cradle them against you.
However, the slamming of the door ruins the spell completely and N rears back. A flustered look etching itself across their face, as their hands fidget at their sides, and they duck their head. “I-I apologize if th-that wasn’t any good.” Their foot kicks a small pebble somewhere deeper into the alley. “You surprised me and I’m not really used to that sort of contact without being prepared for it.”
Their eyes peer up at your through their lashes; as they desperately try to ignore the racing of their heart.
“Did we get the job done though? Are the people gone?”