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Brimstone, Zeke/Lucifer, his master's voice
Zeke found himself waiting with equal measures of loathing and desire for Lucifer to appear.
He never resisted a chance to jab at Zeke in his role of tame demon catcher, especially when he could poke and prod leaving Zeke tied up in knots of anger and frustration.
Zeke would bet, if he were still a betting man that Lucifer actually hung around on the sly, just waiting for the perfect moment, the perfect opportunity to speak to Zeke.
And every time he spoke, whether or not it was while he lay on the bed next to Zeke as he woke or when he leaned over and whisper in his ear like a lover, Zeke would find himself shivering in disgusted arousal.
He hated that traitorous part of his body that responded each and every time but could not stop his body’s reaction each time he heard his master's voice.
Brimstone, Zeke/Lucifer, his master's voice
Zeke found himself waiting with equal measures of loathing and desire for Lucifer to appear.
He never resisted a chance to jab at Zeke in his role of tame demon catcher, especially when he could poke and prod leaving Zeke tied up in knots of anger and frustration.
Zeke would bet, if he were still a betting man that Lucifer actually hung around on the sly, just waiting for the perfect moment, the perfect opportunity to speak to Zeke.
And every time he spoke, whether or not it was while he lay on the bed next to Zeke as he woke or when he leaned over and whisper in his ear like a lover, Zeke would find himself shivering in disgusted arousal.
He hated that traitorous part of his body that responded each and every time but could not stop his body’s reaction each time he heard his master's voice.