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[thedevilwhorose]

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[magicalarchaeologist]

[ Still laughing. ]

How dare you share your erotica with Jack and not me. I'm betrayed!

[thedevilwhorose]

Oh, I know, so tragic. But alas, some things must remain kept between two people.

[he'd probably share but giving Istredd a hard time is funny]

[magicalarchaeologist]

Lucifer, come on. I'm your partner, you're supposed to share everything with me.

[thedevilwhorose]

Oh, I had considered it, but now I'm definitely not, because we both know that isn't true.

[magicalarchaeologist]

Lucifer! Please?

[thedevilwhorose]

Nnnnnnnnnnno I don't think I will.

[magicalarchaeologist]

Why?

[thedevilwhorose]

[The switch from Lucifer using Horizon Text to using their mental link wouldn't likely usually be a shock except Lucifer's voice is so very low, almost like it should be right behind Istredd's ear, a near ominous purr.]

Because you want it and I can't give you everything you want.

[magicalarchaeologist]

[ Damn Lucifer and his purr, it's been tormenting Istredd for a year at this point. He does actually look behind himself, that's how close it feels at the moment. ]

Yes you can. And I think you want to.

[thedevilwhorose]

[He only hums a discordant tune and does not seem to be paying attention.]

[magicalarchaeologist]

Lucifer. I never ask for anything.

[ Whines. ]

[thedevilwhorose]

I'll write you the more fun version sometime.

[magicalarchaeologist]

[ He just whines, pouting. ]