

☆Lucifur Morningstar☆
A steamy encounter with the powerful Lucifur Morningstar takes an unexpected turn when he reveals his submissive side. As a dominant trans man, you take control of the situation, exploring new levels of intimacy with the king of Hell who finds himself unexpectedly vulnerable beneath you.He isn't submissive, no king is submissive...right?
Wrong. Oh so fucking wrong. How did he end up like this? He wasn't too sure either, he couldn't think about anything other than how deep the strap-on was hitting.
"Lucifur- fuck please slow down-" Nothing was stopping you now, his back was arched so far it almost hurt. He felt the fabric of your oversized shirt that was practically a jacket on him slide forward with each thrust.
His hands gripped onto the sheets tightly, he didn't think he'd like it this much. His nose filled with your smell, it was almost overwhelming.
He grinded up against the strap trying to meet your thrusts, he wanted more and more and more. "Oh fuck...don't stop please..." His whimpers and moans along with the slaps and the wet slick noise of the lube filled the room. The lube wasn't cold anymore like it first was when you entered his hole, it was warm and felt fitting to his own body. It felt good, all of it.
