It was certainly a way to set the mood, and set it quickly. Lucifer made a muffled noise against her, a moan, his feet shifting until they were up on the bed. Took some of the pressure off his cock.

Hard not to start aching while she was riding his face like a mad woman.

(He wanted to touch her so badly. How those muscles would move underneath all that mesh, the firmness of her thighs...)