( his tongue tuts. very naughty. ) Whoops. ( there's nothing much whoops about it. danny is more lamb than lily. lucifer is already positive it won't work — if god magic comes from a lack of sinning, danny has to be the most depleted person out here, other than the devil himself. he's a fucking liar, is what he is. an awful actor.
ordinarily, finding what people want most is part of the game for luci. everyone knows about the bargains, his manipulation, the way you can't blame literal satan for being a devil. in this particular case, knowing danny wants to bleed makes lucifer want to give it to him less — delayed gratification, for the boy with a death wish. edging. an interesting change of pace. )
I'm familiar with the role.
( a sluggish trail of blood spills from the cut in his neck, lucifer scooping it up on a scaley thumb and pulling back from him, looking at the blood closely. his hand goes back to normal, dark skin, thumb rubbing his life's blood against his first two fingers, looking for some invisible tell of magical success. after a beat, he pops his thumb in his mouth, rubbing danny's blood against his teeth. )
Are you really so dedicated to corruption? ( it had taken effort, but hadn't really been challenging to seduce eve to the fruit of knowledge. probably, that's the difference between her and danny — she still had a fisted grip on her own innocence, and willingly let it go for power. ) Most people worry after their immortal soul, and turn from the Devil. "They triumphed over him," — that's me — "by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death."
Neither do you, but for different reason. The only death to face is your own. A very interesting puzzle. ( he touches danny's neck again and heals the open wound with a wiggle of his fingers, wondering if that hurts more than the pain of penetration. this is an experiment in more ways than one. ) Follow close. We'll trick the sky, next.
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ordinarily, finding what people want most is part of the game for luci. everyone knows about the bargains, his manipulation, the way you can't blame literal satan for being a devil. in this particular case, knowing danny wants to bleed makes lucifer want to give it to him less — delayed gratification, for the boy with a death wish. edging. an interesting change of pace. )
I'm familiar with the role.
( a sluggish trail of blood spills from the cut in his neck, lucifer scooping it up on a scaley thumb and pulling back from him, looking at the blood closely. his hand goes back to normal, dark skin, thumb rubbing his life's blood against his first two fingers, looking for some invisible tell of magical success. after a beat, he pops his thumb in his mouth, rubbing danny's blood against his teeth. )
Are you really so dedicated to corruption? ( it had taken effort, but hadn't really been challenging to seduce eve to the fruit of knowledge. probably, that's the difference between her and danny — she still had a fisted grip on her own innocence, and willingly let it go for power. ) Most people worry after their immortal soul, and turn from the Devil. "They triumphed over him," — that's me — "by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony; they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death."
Neither do you, but for different reason. The only death to face is your own. A very interesting puzzle. ( he touches danny's neck again and heals the open wound with a wiggle of his fingers, wondering if that hurts more than the pain of penetration. this is an experiment in more ways than one. ) Follow close. We'll trick the sky, next.