10/19/07 // Transmutey!Ed and NPC: Satan
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omg_fmaWho: Transmutey!Ed and NPC: Satan
When: 10/29/07
Rating: Nc-17
Category: Halloween, Misc Pairings
Summary: T!Ed and Satan get it on. Continued from this thread. Also, pretend like I know HTML and that link works.
T!Ed / Eros: *kisses back hard, snapping at his lips, cup back on the table, and tangles hands in Lucifer's hair, moaning*
Satan: *vaguely thinks that this is different, but quite enjoyable~, before becoming completely distracted, matching the intensity of his kiss and groaning, kneeling on the chair above Eros and wrapping arms around him, digging fingers into his back*
T!Ed / Eros: *presses into his fingertips, scritching nails at the back of his head before scratching them over the nape of his neck, rocking into him and nibbling from his mouth to his earlobe, nipping at it hard*
Satan: *hisses, throwing his head back, before glancing down to where Eros is pressing against him, noting vaguely that certain bits of anatomy are important in human sex and apparently in Olympian too, changes the shape of his body under his robes so that certain of his bits match Eros' before rocking back into him experimentally*
T!Ed / Eros: *does not find the shapeshifting weird at all, fancy that; lets out a cry, pressing harder against him, and clawing nails down his back*
Satan: *shudders, arching back, his wings stretching open; leans back, wrestling off his robes* Convenient, lovely Eros, that you are already disrobed. *speaks with a husky voice, eyes roving hungrily over the Olympian's body*
T!Ed / Eros: *arches as he leans back, stretching, and licks his lips* I see no need for clothes. Ever. *smirks, shifting languidly as Lucifer looks him over*
Satan: *manages to wrestle the robes all the way off and discards them on the floor; thinks Eros had a good idea, leans forward and runs his tongue over the god's lips* Vestments are decoration. Your beauty requires no such thing. *snaps at his neck, running hands greedily over his chest and stomach*
T!Ed / Eros: *nips briefly at his tongue with a grin before shuddering deeply with a groan, twisting his head so that more of his neck is exposed*
Satan: *makes an appreciative noise, licking and biting up his neck, murmuring in his ear* I do not know how it is done, where you come from. I have seen how the humans do it. My people merge, like this.... *wraps his arms around him again, becoming less solid and actually melting into him partway*
T!Ed / Eros: *gasps, hips bucking and eyes widening* Gods..! *clutches at his back, whimpering softly*
Satan: *groans, pressing against him and kissing him harshly, letting his arms and hands re-emerge and solidify, tangling a hand in his hair* Beautiful Eros, god of love... I wish to know how it is done in your custom. *nibbles up the line of his jaw, breathing into his ear* ...Instruct me....
T!Ed / Eros: *kisses back with a moan, head tilting into his hand, shivering at the breath played over his ear* Er... Just line things up and push in?
Satan: *laughs* Is that all? *finds the idea rather silly* Then we shall have to get out of this chair.... *stands, arms still around Eros, pulling him with him*
T!Ed / Eros: *makes a disgruntled noise, not really wanting to move and standing shakily* Where should we..?
Satan: *glances around distractedly, clearing the plates of food from the table with a sweep of his arm, backing the god of love roughly against the table, dipping to kiss him with bruising force* ...Or there are couches in the next room....
T!Ed / Eros: *growls into the kiss as the edge of the table hits him the small of the back, tangling a hand roughly in his hair, tugging* ...Here is fine.
Satan: *panting roughly* ...Good. *kisses him again, then kisses down his neck, sucking at the hollow at the base of it, letting his hands wander from stomach to lower back to ass to thighs before lifting him at the waist and setting him on the table*
T!Ed / Eros: *whimpers at the touches, running fingertips up and down his spine, digging nails in before he's set on the table, sprawling backwards on it and looking up at Lucifer with a smoky gaze, writhing and panting*
Satan: *forgets briefly to breathe, taking in the sight before scrambling less-than-gracefully onto the table, grinding down against him with a deep groan, his wings folding around them like a shroud*
T!Ed / Eros: *cries out, grinding roughly back against him and stretching fingertips of one hand to touch the feathers of his wings, legs wrapping around his waist and heel of one foot pressing against the small of Lucifer's back*
Satan: Eros.... *groans his name, burying his face in his neck and grinding his hips downward again, beginning to get the idea of this whole friction thing*
T!Ed / Eros: *nips at his ear hard, playing his tongue along the ridges, flushing and shuddering at the sound of his name, purring back the devil's own* Lucifer, oh gods...
Satan: *bucks his hips sharply with a gasp, then moans, shivering and digging his fingers into Eros' shoulders*
T!Ed / Eros: *a short yelp escapes his throat, thrusting his hips harder and groaning into Lucifer's ear before turning it into a stream of murmuring, whispering his name with hitches of his breath, words interspersed with moans*
Satan: ...God-! *more or less loses control entirely and thrusts blindly against the other immortal, trembling and gasping*
T!Ed / Eros: *keeps moving with him, groaning and whimpering, clutching at him tighter* Lucifer, please, oh god, please, Lucifer, merge..?
Satan: *shudders* Oh God yes.... *lets his entire body become a bit less solid and sinking into him, feeling intense pleasure in every atom of his being*
T!Ed / Eros: *screaming his name now at the merging, eyes flying open and twisting and writhing on the table's surface, hands and legs falling through the angel, settling for clawing at the tabletop instead of him*
Satan: *re-emerges slowly, experimenting with remaining partially merged at chest and shoulders and solidifying further down, grinding against him once again*
T!Ed / Eros: *gasps sharply, grinding back hard against him, legs wrapping back around his waist and squeezing Lucifer's hips between his knees, whimpering and making noises in his throat, close*
Satan: *feels waves of pleasure building up into unbearable tension, whimpering and thrusting desperately, clawing at the god of love's shoulders* God! Fuck, Eros-!
T!Ed / Eros: *comes hard a few thrusts later, screaming the angel's name once more, hoarsely, nails scratching hard enough at the table's surface to leave marks*
Satan: *has just enough time to be surprised before he comes with a shout, his wings unfurling and digging his fingers into Eros' shoulders*
T!Ed / Eros: *whimpers, eyes going wide as Lucifer's wings fly open, watching as he comes with a languid, satisfied look*
Satan: *shudders and then relaxes, re-emerging the rest of the way, resting his head against the other god's chest and closing his eyes briefly, before disentangling himself from Eros' legs and rolling over onto his shoulder next to him, making a face briefly as he crushes a stray grape on the table, returning the satisfied look and smiling lazily, still breathing heavily*
T!Ed / Eros: *puts arms around him, curling up with his face pressed against the top of Lucifer's head, smiling blissfully and idly playing with his hair, being very affectionate*
Satan: *purrs appreciatively, pulling him closer against him with a hand on his back, bending a wing over him possessively* ...I am keeping you.
T!Ed / Eros: *shivers as feathers brush over his skin, enjoying the feel* Are you now~?
Satan: Yes, beautiful one. I am. *kisses the hollow beneath his Adam's apple... heh, Adam's apple~*
T!Ed / Eros: *purrs low in his throat, hugging him closer* Mmm, fine by me...
When: 10/29/07
Rating: Nc-17
Category: Halloween, Misc Pairings
Summary: T!Ed and Satan get it on. Continued from this thread. Also, pretend like I know HTML and that link works.
T!Ed / Eros: *kisses back hard, snapping at his lips, cup back on the table, and tangles hands in Lucifer's hair, moaning*
Satan: *vaguely thinks that this is different, but quite enjoyable~, before becoming completely distracted, matching the intensity of his kiss and groaning, kneeling on the chair above Eros and wrapping arms around him, digging fingers into his back*
T!Ed / Eros: *presses into his fingertips, scritching nails at the back of his head before scratching them over the nape of his neck, rocking into him and nibbling from his mouth to his earlobe, nipping at it hard*
Satan: *hisses, throwing his head back, before glancing down to where Eros is pressing against him, noting vaguely that certain bits of anatomy are important in human sex and apparently in Olympian too, changes the shape of his body under his robes so that certain of his bits match Eros' before rocking back into him experimentally*
T!Ed / Eros: *does not find the shapeshifting weird at all, fancy that; lets out a cry, pressing harder against him, and clawing nails down his back*
Satan: *shudders, arching back, his wings stretching open; leans back, wrestling off his robes* Convenient, lovely Eros, that you are already disrobed. *speaks with a husky voice, eyes roving hungrily over the Olympian's body*
T!Ed / Eros: *arches as he leans back, stretching, and licks his lips* I see no need for clothes. Ever. *smirks, shifting languidly as Lucifer looks him over*
Satan: *manages to wrestle the robes all the way off and discards them on the floor; thinks Eros had a good idea, leans forward and runs his tongue over the god's lips* Vestments are decoration. Your beauty requires no such thing. *snaps at his neck, running hands greedily over his chest and stomach*
T!Ed / Eros: *nips briefly at his tongue with a grin before shuddering deeply with a groan, twisting his head so that more of his neck is exposed*
Satan: *makes an appreciative noise, licking and biting up his neck, murmuring in his ear* I do not know how it is done, where you come from. I have seen how the humans do it. My people merge, like this.... *wraps his arms around him again, becoming less solid and actually melting into him partway*
T!Ed / Eros: *gasps, hips bucking and eyes widening* Gods..! *clutches at his back, whimpering softly*
Satan: *groans, pressing against him and kissing him harshly, letting his arms and hands re-emerge and solidify, tangling a hand in his hair* Beautiful Eros, god of love... I wish to know how it is done in your custom. *nibbles up the line of his jaw, breathing into his ear* ...Instruct me....
T!Ed / Eros: *kisses back with a moan, head tilting into his hand, shivering at the breath played over his ear* Er... Just line things up and push in?
Satan: *laughs* Is that all? *finds the idea rather silly* Then we shall have to get out of this chair.... *stands, arms still around Eros, pulling him with him*
T!Ed / Eros: *makes a disgruntled noise, not really wanting to move and standing shakily* Where should we..?
Satan: *glances around distractedly, clearing the plates of food from the table with a sweep of his arm, backing the god of love roughly against the table, dipping to kiss him with bruising force* ...Or there are couches in the next room....
T!Ed / Eros: *growls into the kiss as the edge of the table hits him the small of the back, tangling a hand roughly in his hair, tugging* ...Here is fine.
Satan: *panting roughly* ...Good. *kisses him again, then kisses down his neck, sucking at the hollow at the base of it, letting his hands wander from stomach to lower back to ass to thighs before lifting him at the waist and setting him on the table*
T!Ed / Eros: *whimpers at the touches, running fingertips up and down his spine, digging nails in before he's set on the table, sprawling backwards on it and looking up at Lucifer with a smoky gaze, writhing and panting*
Satan: *forgets briefly to breathe, taking in the sight before scrambling less-than-gracefully onto the table, grinding down against him with a deep groan, his wings folding around them like a shroud*
T!Ed / Eros: *cries out, grinding roughly back against him and stretching fingertips of one hand to touch the feathers of his wings, legs wrapping around his waist and heel of one foot pressing against the small of Lucifer's back*
Satan: Eros.... *groans his name, burying his face in his neck and grinding his hips downward again, beginning to get the idea of this whole friction thing*
T!Ed / Eros: *nips at his ear hard, playing his tongue along the ridges, flushing and shuddering at the sound of his name, purring back the devil's own* Lucifer, oh gods...
Satan: *bucks his hips sharply with a gasp, then moans, shivering and digging his fingers into Eros' shoulders*
T!Ed / Eros: *a short yelp escapes his throat, thrusting his hips harder and groaning into Lucifer's ear before turning it into a stream of murmuring, whispering his name with hitches of his breath, words interspersed with moans*
Satan: ...God-! *more or less loses control entirely and thrusts blindly against the other immortal, trembling and gasping*
T!Ed / Eros: *keeps moving with him, groaning and whimpering, clutching at him tighter* Lucifer, please, oh god, please, Lucifer, merge..?
Satan: *shudders* Oh God yes.... *lets his entire body become a bit less solid and sinking into him, feeling intense pleasure in every atom of his being*
T!Ed / Eros: *screaming his name now at the merging, eyes flying open and twisting and writhing on the table's surface, hands and legs falling through the angel, settling for clawing at the tabletop instead of him*
Satan: *re-emerges slowly, experimenting with remaining partially merged at chest and shoulders and solidifying further down, grinding against him once again*
T!Ed / Eros: *gasps sharply, grinding back hard against him, legs wrapping back around his waist and squeezing Lucifer's hips between his knees, whimpering and making noises in his throat, close*
Satan: *feels waves of pleasure building up into unbearable tension, whimpering and thrusting desperately, clawing at the god of love's shoulders* God! Fuck, Eros-!
T!Ed / Eros: *comes hard a few thrusts later, screaming the angel's name once more, hoarsely, nails scratching hard enough at the table's surface to leave marks*
Satan: *has just enough time to be surprised before he comes with a shout, his wings unfurling and digging his fingers into Eros' shoulders*
T!Ed / Eros: *whimpers, eyes going wide as Lucifer's wings fly open, watching as he comes with a languid, satisfied look*
Satan: *shudders and then relaxes, re-emerging the rest of the way, resting his head against the other god's chest and closing his eyes briefly, before disentangling himself from Eros' legs and rolling over onto his shoulder next to him, making a face briefly as he crushes a stray grape on the table, returning the satisfied look and smiling lazily, still breathing heavily*
T!Ed / Eros: *puts arms around him, curling up with his face pressed against the top of Lucifer's head, smiling blissfully and idly playing with his hair, being very affectionate*
Satan: *purrs appreciatively, pulling him closer against him with a hand on his back, bending a wing over him possessively* ...I am keeping you.
T!Ed / Eros: *shivers as feathers brush over his skin, enjoying the feel* Are you now~?
Satan: Yes, beautiful one. I am. *kisses the hollow beneath his Adam's apple... heh, Adam's apple~*
T!Ed / Eros: *purrs low in his throat, hugging him closer* Mmm, fine by me...
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Date: 2007-10-29 11:20 am (UTC)...Man, Satan seriously has some sort of kink for having sex with things that aren't angels. First Sin, now Eros. The other fallen angels must be like, "Oh God, not again! What is that he's fucking?"
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Date: 2007-10-29 07:31 pm (UTC)Why do we all seem to lose that to Lisa? WRYY? XDno subject
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Date: 2007-10-29 03:18 pm (UTC)Ren is not going to love this.
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Date: 2007-10-29 07:42 pm (UTC)That is all.
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Date: 2007-10-30 11:39 pm (UTC)Also, I hate you all.
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Date: 2007-10-31 03:39 pm (UTC)You don't get to be the furniture anymore.