"Well if the shoe fits, darling," Lucifer drawls. Which means that yes. Yes that is her new nickname, and she's going to be stuck with it now.
He was all cool and seemingly above it all as he sat in the tank, waiting for her to make her throw. When it hits, he even manages to fall in a way that looks graceful...with only a little bit of uncoordinated flailing. (He will, of course, vehemently deny doing any flailing at all. The Devil does not flail.)
But when he emerges from the water, it's time for the full on Mr Darcy treatment. He purposefully comes out slowly, flicking his hair back and letting the water linger as it runs all over him. Then he leans with one hand against the glass, posing like he's in a raunchy photoshoot, and smirks right at her with an intend, predatory gaze.
"But of course," he purrs. "Did you ever doubt I would?" And then he's back on the seat, lounging like a porn star and reaching up to undo a few buttons when she takes her next shot.
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He was all cool and seemingly above it all as he sat in the tank, waiting for her to make her throw. When it hits, he even manages to fall in a way that looks graceful...with only a little bit of uncoordinated flailing. (He will, of course, vehemently deny doing any flailing at all. The Devil does not flail.)
But when he emerges from the water, it's time for the full on Mr Darcy treatment. He purposefully comes out slowly, flicking his hair back and letting the water linger as it runs all over him. Then he leans with one hand against the glass, posing like he's in a raunchy photoshoot, and smirks right at her with an intend, predatory gaze.
"But of course," he purrs. "Did you ever doubt I would?" And then he's back on the seat, lounging like a porn star and reaching up to undo a few buttons when she takes her next shot.
Distracted yet, Airy?