7 - His own wings closed around them and he pressed into Castiel over and over, enjoying the screams and groans he ripped from the angel. Castiel was wrecked, lips red and hair a mess, unable to to anything but be played like a toy. Pleasure drowned his brain and his only thought was release. Lucifer's slick thumb fluttered over the top of his cock and he felt a slide against a particularly good spot inside of him.
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