At the sound of a page being flipped, Lucifer turned his eyes upward. Asmodeus’ eyes were trained on the book in his hand, but Lucifer had the distinct feeling that he wasn’t really paying attention to the words on the page.

 

Noticing him staring, Asmodeus raised an eyebrow. “Something wrong?”

 

Lucifer lowered his own book, pressing it to his chest.

“I can tell you’ve been making your dick bigger.”

With his eyes still locked with Lucifer’s, Asmodeus flipped another page. Lucifer could feel Asmodeus’ cock grow even larger, making him squirm, a gasp escaping him as he was stretched even further. He didn’t even have to make the conscious decision to shift his organs to accommodate for the absolutely ridiculous size Asmodeus’ dick was now at.

“You w-” He cut himself off with a moan as Asmodeus flipped another page. “Anyone else would’ve died from the size of you, you madman.”

 

Asmodeus' eyes turned back toward his book, acting completely innocent. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Lucifer smacked him lightly in the chest with his book. “I’m starting to run out of space here, so you better choose if you’re going to fuck me or actually read that thing soon.”

“Mm, I’m going with the second option.”

 

Lucifer wiggled as he felt Asmodeus’ dick grow thicker, his arousal egged on by the teasing. Lucifer could feel his cunt tighten around him.

Jesus, he wanted him to fuck him already, so fucking bad.

“Fucking cock tease.”

And he meant that one quite literally.

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