She was vivid on his tongue; she was everywhere, the smell of her, the feel.

It really was a form of worship, in a way.

But truthfully, Lucifer just liked to be here with her. In a good place, full of love, and fun filth that could run a little deeper, a little better.

He took his time. And when he was done, he leaned back just a bit, on his haunches. Lingering a few moments more, before he had to pull back entirely.