ltxeil answered:
19.) Forceful Kiss and when he’s insulted by words of his fake face, he elicits a snarl in the face of the fallen angel, who’s appearance was as deceitful as his own. He could conjure a thousand equally insulting phrases. He could utter them icily, he could counter them with a depthless apathy, he could whisper them honey sweet, or he could laugh in the devil’s face. but little would satisfy him as strongly as giving the fallen one a reason to resent him, for turning a man declared sin back around on the king of the earthly hell. His grip loosens from his angry stance, shoulders rolling to relax the muscles while his face relaxes to a passive grimace. for every other creature not of this world saw fit to taunt the god of mischief and deceit. Even those outside of the Norse legends. Even those he’d never directly wronged; not that he wouldn’t. As he proves now when he lurches forward to catch Lucifer off-guard a second time, forcing their lips together in a gross mockery of human passion; and when he withdraws the other’s lips are bloody from a gnash of Loki’s teeth to the fallen angel’s lower lip. He’s satisfied with the damage done, and anticipates the rage that would surely follow; and he would delight in the calamity and chaos of it.
Lucifer did expect alot from Loki, given the trickster always had an ace up his sleeve. The ideas of what he could get engaged in were countless and each concept seemed to be more interesting and innovative than the other.
But what he was confronted with only brings confusion. He watched Loki relaxing, the deity’s face expression became almost calm - the perfect mask he put on suggesting that he didn’t care the least about the Devil’s accousations. Lucifer knew it was not true, but that change in Loki’s appearance managed to dull his vigilance and he got caught.
Loki’s lips smashed against his, clearly abusing the moment of Lucifer’s obliviousness. Hand brought up to shield his vessel from becoming the object of the god’s affection wasn’t fast enough and he was forced into that repulsive, humiliating act.
"That was... lovely.” He spoke wiping the little trail of blood after the other finally broke the kiss and pulled away. The wound healed quickly, but the distaste was to remain there, as the kiss between the Fallen and the deity was disgracing. But although the plan of vengeance was already forming in his mind, he settled for a joking tone “I should call you the next time I feel rather dull, for you surely know how to boil the blood in my veins.”
