(Sorry, classes got rough again)
Jamie dropped down next to him, a concerned expression on his face. “It was?! Why didn’t you tell me, I would have slowed down.” He huffed, cupping Lucifer’s face and pressing a soft kiss to his nose.
(We’ll do you want to take a break until classes calm down?)
“W-Wel it felt good and I didn’t want it to stop.” His wings twitched as he body felt weak.
(It’ll be alright. They won’t slow down until the semester ends in May. I can keep up ahaha.)
“Then did you want me to keep doing it?” He asked carefully, tilting his head.
(Alright, just let me know if you need a break)
"Y-Yes," Lucifer tried to stand up but fell back down. "A little help please?"
(I will! Thank you! You can do the same to me as well! If you ever need a break let me know!)
Jamie gently took Lucifer's arms and helped him stand back up, a small smile on his face. "Was it that good?"
(Sure! No problem!)
"My wings are still twitching, s-so yeah…" he wobbled over to a chair and sat down. "Don't get too cocky! I-It was just because it was my first time."
Of course, Jamie felt a little cocky. He snickered softly and hugged Lucifer from behind, pressing soft kisses to his neck. It was a little more difficult as Lucifer was sitting down but he did it nevertheless. “Doesn’t it feel good? Wings are always sensitive.”
"It does b-but you can't touch them a lot." A shiver ran down his spine when his neck got kissed. "D-Don't do that…."
“Aww but I liked your sounds.” The angel pouted, giggling evilly. “Do what? Kiss you? I like doing that too.” He giggled some more, pressing a kiss to Lucifer’s cheek instead.
Lucifer giggled and dropped his guard. "You can touch them a little, but not a lot. He opened his wings once more and took a deep breath. "You're pushy…"
“The feathers are just really soft.” He added, gently running his fingers through the black feathers. “I’m not pushy. I just love you and want to show it.”
He pouted and arched his back a little. "Warn me before you do that…" he blushed, holding the chair with a loose grip.
Jamie laughed gently, humming happily as he straightened a few feathers for the heck of it. “They’re so pretty.”
His ears became red from embarrassment. "No, they're not…" he whined. "They just look different from yours…"
“I think they’re pretty.” He gently ran his fingers along the flight feathers and smiled. “They shine in the light even though they’re dark colored… and they’re so soft and sleek.”
He grumbled and kicked his legs. He was the impatient kind of person. Lucifer wanted to know what he was going to do, when Jamie would do it. “You’re such a tease.”
“I just wanna admire you.” Jamie whined, wrapping his arms around Lucifer’s neck from behind and grinning. “I love you, handsome devil.”
“I-I love you too,” he connected their lips for a moment before pulling away. “Don’t press your body against them.”
Jamie blinked lightly at the kiss, blushing lightly. He always loved his kisses. “Oh sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.” He pulled back, running his fingers through the feathers again.
He relaxed some enjoying the feeling. “So is there anything my prince would like to do today?”
Jamie’s blush darkened, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “I just want to hang out with you, my king.”
“Well, today’s Sunday so we can do laser tag or the arcade. Something else is always an option.” He whispered.
“Something… else?” he asked sheepishly, slotting out a soft giggle. “What do you mean?”
He turned around and sat on his lover’s lap. “What do you think it means?”
Jamie hid his face in Lucifer’s neck, whining softly. “You know what it means…” he huffed, his face a light red.
He giggled. “Today if you want to I’ll give you the option of being top.” Lucifer lifted Jamie’s head and kissed his lips, running a hand over his jaw.
Jamie let out a soft purr, melting into Lucifer’s touch and kiss. “I want to be top…”
“Then top you shall be,” he pressed his body against Jamie’s. “But for right now, nothing beyond the waist.”
Jamie snickered, nuzzling into Lucifer’s cheek. “Oh hush and give me some kisses. I won’t go beyond the waist.”
He laughed and did exactly that. He wrapped his arms around his neck and ran his hands through Jamie’s hair. “You taste very good,” he murmured.