Praise Kink
Art by @sir-tater-of-the-tot
Humans gave a rather altered sort of sensation than what Adam was used too. The brushing of skins sliding beneath the roughness of his own finger tips teased at such tenderness. The fragile countenance gave proof by Lucifer’s open whining as his claw nicked open the skin. A splash of red against an aching paleness that taunted Adam to decorate it with color. “So pretty….” Adam said with a rare ease of honesty. His eyes following after the red line trailing Lucifer’s cheek. Blood. A strange and rather obvious weakness of God’s ‘so called’ greatest gift. Easy to damage even within the glided gardens.
Lucifer had been a whimsy thing before their acquaintance, sooner to fold than bare his teeth. Yet here, eyes narrowed, Lucifer grew a new shade of red along with a pathetic sort of growl.
“So fierce…!” Adam pinched both cheeks and gave a ready laugh. It was nothing to him when Lucifer slapped his palms against his chest and whatever he could within reach.
“Still as perfect as Sera had winced about” he cooed in open mockery before releasing the tiny face. Something like words flew from the man’s lips, but Adam didn’t bother to learn this ‘human quaking’.
Lucifer grabbed Adam’s hand and dragged him before burying his teeth into his wrist. The violent attempt inspired an answering snarl, but not of pain——
“Again, sweet thing..?” Adam pushed his palm forcibly back beneath those weak teeth, baring his own back. “Oh, pretty thing… you only need ask….”
