forum Prince of Darkness (Closed//Mature Stalkers Enabled)

Started June 30, 2019 by Deleted user

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Scipio eventually woke up again, of course, but decided to stay quiet this time. He watched Lucifer paint silently as he stayed bundled up in the blankets.

Lucifer had his legs crossed in the plush red armchair as he gazed at a small flower in a soft gray vase from across the room. He was sitting up straight as he painted, grinning. He had started painting a while ago and was starting to hang his paintings up.

Scipio brushed his hair out of his eyes, continuing to watch. What is he painting? He turned his head a bit to see the flower.

He had spent a couple days on the painting and didn't want to give it up. Besides he was very close to finishing. He put a couple finishing touches on it, grabbed a thin brush and put his mark on it. He was done!

Scipio clapped weakly, seeing Lucifer sign the finished painting. "Nice…"

Lucifer jumped and looked over at him. "Oh, hi." He smiled a bit and stood from his seat. He needed to wait for it to dry.

"Hey." Scipio sat up and yawned, his sleeve still over his shoulder. He looked even smaller in Lucifer's clothes than he did usually.

Lucifer sat down on the bed again, slipping his hand into the shoulder hole, setting his big hand on the slim, soft shoulder and squeezing it.
"Are you still tired?"

"I don't think so… still waking up, though." Scipio blushed a bit when Lucifer touched his shoulder, but didn't object. He tried to pull his sleeve back up.

Lucifer moved his hand when Scipio tugged his sleeve up again, clearing his throat. "Right. Do you want something to eat or drink?"

"If you're hungry, sure." Scipio ran his fingers through his hair to smooth it out, smoothing down his shirt a bit.

"I was asking if you were hungry," Lucifer gently countered, raising his eyebrows a bit. "Didn't I?"

"Uh… yeah, I guess I could eat." Scipio looked up at Lucifer and blew some hair out of his face, though it came right back.

Lucifer moved it for him before ringing the bell. "I'll get something anyway. Do you feel any better after your blunder?"

Scipio looked away, a little embarrassed. "I'm fine… the floor was just wet, is all…" He muttered quietly.

"Yep, the springs are very wet, Scipio," He hummed softly, shutting his eyes a little and smiling. "You're a cutie."

Scipio's cheeks grew a bit redder and he crossed his arms, avoiding eye contact. "I'm not cute… I'm… I'm intimidating…"

Lucifer chuckled and he set a hand on his cheek. "You can try and be intimidating with me, Scipio. But I've seen you do very cute things."

"Pfft… like what?" Scipio glanced over at Lucifer, his arms still crossed.

Lucifer rolled his eyes and set his hand on the other's head, starting to stroke it and pet it like a cat's. He hoped to get the same reaction he did a few months ago out of him.

Scipio blushed more and bit his lip to try and stop himself, but eventually sighed and leaned into Lucifer's hand. "It just feels good, okay…?"

"Yeah, yeah, it feels good," He said back with a chuckle. "Honestly, Scipio, you're cute. And you can't deny it." He kept the strokes up anyway, knowing the other enjoyed it.

Scipio huffed and looked away again, but he didn't move. He closed his eyes, melting into Lucifer's touch.

Lucifer smiled warmly and leaned the human against him as he gave him more slow strokes. "You're a cutie and you don't want to admit it…"

"Nooooo…" Scipio whined, his body very relaxed. He was putty in Lucifer's hands, which could go any number of directions.