The endearments were different from what he was used to. The familiarity Lucifer took with his body was close to something he'd felt before though and he ignored the unease, straining to feel their bodies close against each other. He answered Lucifer's words with a kiss, teeth against the other's lips to tempt and taunt while his bare hips pushed against him. "You want both," he said against Lucifer's mouth, finally pulling away. "Let me come in your mouth while you fuck me with your fist."

He took steps away now, feeling his way around the couch with hands on the arm while he reached down to pull off his boots and tossed them aside. He finished pulling off his pants and his skin still felt Lucifer's mouth and hands on it, making him shudder and his skin feel tight with desire at the memory. When he started forward he ran his fingers through Lucifer's hair like he'd been itching to the moment he'd seen him. "If I run, will you come after me?" He licked his lips and thought he could taste Lucifer's skin too from how close their faces. Thinking of being simply overwhelmed by this stranger was intoxicating and made him forget everything he thought he wanted.