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He wasn't gone long.
Still. It was long enough for Lucifer to worry.
Michael was the one to bring him back. Finally! He had Adam cradled in his arms while he effortlessly flew down.
Lucifer watched as Michael laid Adam under the tree, his back up against the trunk. Adam looked no different. Same pale soft skin, strong arms and rough hands, brown scruffy hair on his head and chest and…
“Keep an eye on him.” Michael told Lucifer. It was an order.
The sudden speech stole Lucifer from his thoughts. Michael had already started beating his wings, ready to take off, before Lucifer yelled back to him.
“What?! Michael, Wait!”
Michael raised an eyebrow. Not a word.
“What did you guys do to him?” Lucifer questioned, his brow furrowed in worry.
“That doesn't concern you. Just continue to keep watch over him, as you were before.” Michael's left eye twitched at the end of his sentence. And before Lucifer could utter any more questions, the other angel was gone.
Lucifer sighed. At least Adam was back now. He worried of what the archangels used him. Concern itching the back of his throat but he pushed it aside and ignored it. It doesn't matter now.
Adam is back.
Adam is with him again.
Adam is safe now.
Lucifer knelt next to the first man. He wasn't sure what to do now in all honesty. He was glad his friend was back. Wanted to shake him awake and hug him make sure he was okay. But he also didn't want to disturb his rest, especially now he could see up close how exhausted the man looked.
Adam's eyes were scrunched shut, tight, his eyebrows furrowed and lips tightly pressed together in a scowl. His fists clenched. His jaw was taught and tense. The new purple hue he now sported under his eyes didn't look healthy. The strain of his forearms made the veins more prominent and his shoulders sat so stiff.
He watched as Adams' abs rose up and down quickly with each breath. Rapid breathing that fast wasn't normal for his human.
No Lucifer should definitely wake him up.
“Adam,” he spoke softly.
Adam was a light sleeper, usually. So him not immediately waking up increased Lucifer's worried thoughts.
He was more stern when speaking his name this time. “Adam.”
Strange.
He tapped Adams' knee.
Nothing
Pushed Adam's thigh.
Nadda.
Shoved Adam's arm.
Still nothing!
He grabbed Adam’s hand. Ran a hand through his hair. Blew on his face. Shook him by the shoulders. But still, no response at all.
Lucifer was stumped. What did they do to you Adam? His left hand cradled Adams cheek as he looked at the man's tightly shut eyes.
A deep breath left Adams' mouth and Lucifer took that as a good sign. Then the skin under his hand felt warm. Lucifer pulled away and saw the flush on Adam’s face.
Adams' expression had softened. But he still slept soundly.
Lucifer's hand returned to Adam's face, his thumb rubbing the man's cheek. It strays up to his hair, fingers gliding through the soft brunette strands with ease. He heard a hum from the first man and his eyes darted to Adam's own which still remained closed.
Lucifer tried again. “Adam”
But again. No response.
His hand roamed down to stroke Adams cheek, with the back of his hand gently feeling the heat from Adam's blush. He kept sliding down, ever so slowly.
He turned his hand over as he reached Adams jaw. Palm pressed lightly against it fingers grazing the first man's lips. They opened slightly to the stimulation. Lucifer braved running hid thumb over Adam's bottom lip, pretending it didn't happen as his hand moved to the other side of the man's face.
He shouldn't be doing this.
But he was.
Adams mouth closed after as he released a soft exhale.
Being able to hear his breath meant Lucifer was too close.
But Lucifer wasn't about to complain.
His hand slowly slid down to Adams chest.
Down Adams hard abs.
He reeeeally shouldn't be doing this.
Along his hips.
Really really. This is bad.
And his thighs.
This is forbidden.
Back up to his…
Well this is STRICTLY forbidden!
Lucifer's thoughts were screaming in his head but he didn't care.
Adams' length was hard. Stiff as the tree he laid against and it took Lucifer all he had in him not to touch.
He couldn't.
He shouldn't.
But also…
He did. Just gently. One hand around the base. Not that his small hands reached all the way.
The blush on Adams face only got darker. A…another good sign? Yes. That had to be a good sign.
An even better sign was when Asams cock twitched at the touch as Lucifer clenched tighter.
He squeezed and rubbed and pulled. Adam turned his head away, still in a deep sleep state. Lucifer could feel his own face heating up. Matching Adam's own shade of red. But this warmth didn't come close to the heat, the fire, the burning that was ignited in the angel's heart, in his stomach, in his groin.
Oh God forgive me. Lucifer silently prayed.
He leant in with his mouth. He wanted to taste him. The first man. His man. The amount of time Adams expressed his love for Lucifer, not knowing how truly deep Lucifer's dedication and love went for him. Could he feel the same way? He was so clueless and naive. One day he'll show Adam, teach him everything, teach him it all but for now, this will do.
This one sin.
He can have this one.
God is forgiving. He will…
A quiet moan from Adam pulled Lucifer out of his thoughts and made his wings beg to come out as they shuddered in response.
He ignored his wings, instead pressing his lips against the head. He felt the shiver go through Adam's body as he opened his mouth wide enough to pop the tip in.
His small hand wrapped tight around the base of Adams cock as he moved up and down. Small whimpers and moans leaving Adam's throat only egging him on further, deeper.
Oh heavens Lucifer could get used to this.
At some point his hat must've fallen off, as he felt a cool breeze flow through his hair. The chill of it making him shiver.
Lucifer kept going. Up and down on Adams length. Tongue swirling round and round, determined to taste every inch. He could feel his own arousal pooling between his legs but he'd get to that, just. He just. He wants more. More of Adam.
He felt hot bitter stickiness hit the back of his throat. He swallowed immediately instinctively, as not to lose contact with Adam at all. Not for a minute, not for a second.
But then he felt a hand rest on his head.
Oh no…
Adam stirred beneath him and he heard him groan. A deep guttural noise, like the stags made to attract a doe, or how the lion would call his pride.
Oh no no no no no…
Lucifer panicked. Suddenly releasing hid wings and getting lift. He wasn't sure he'd be able to fly straight in this headspace But Nope that wouldn't matter so long as he got away from this. From Adam. RIGHT NOW.
And he was gone.
Adams hand fell as the angel rushed off. He came to with his legs feeling heavy and his head drowsy. He felt the sudden chill between his legs as whatever was warming his cock had left. Strange, but he was learning new things about this place and about his body all the time so he didn't dwell on the feeling. Besides, the pain of his throbbing head was distracting enough. He rubbed the palm of his hand against his forehead in an attempt to soothe it.
Yet somehow, at the same time, he felt so relaxed, relieved, sooo good. His breathing was fast, he felt almost out of breathe. And his gut, deep down inside was so hot! He didn't understand these feelings, but it felt so nice despite the ache of his head. He wondered if they were related.
He leant forward, knees bent and hands on the ground ready to push himself up when he noticed Lucifer's hat beside him.
He stood and then picked it up. Turning it over in his hands. Where was Lucifer? He had never seen him without his hat, and he wondered what that might look like. Well he'd just have to locate him and find out, and then give him his hat back. Lucifer would be so pleased and grateful. The idea of that made Adam even more excited to see his friend again.
He took a few steps before deciding to lay down in the grass, staring up at the branches of the tree. He'll find Lucifer and return his hat, once the ache in his legs dulled. It was a good distractor from the pain of his newly missing rib at least.