[PQ] palm to palm is holy palmer's kiss

Smiling into their kiss at Rexanna's frenzied unbuttoning of his pants, Lucas shucks them off as quickly and elegantly as he is able, gasping a quiet relief as he is finally released from the restrictive fabric. He misses carnal pleasure like nothing he can describe, the devil helpless to its call, and his gasp becomes a low, appreciative groan when her hand finds his cock, working it in eager strokes as he backs her up against the wall. One hand cups her breast and the other scoops beneath her thigh, guiding her leg up and around his waist so he can more readily play the teacher. Rexanna is heavenly to him, the glow about her (magical or otherwise) combined with Frey's influence giving Lucas the very best kind of tunnel vision, and a sly grin creeps across his face at her teeth against his neck. "Naughty," he purrs, his mouth and tongue finding hers once more so he can hitch her other leg about him, using the wall as leverage to bury himself within the tight, hot core of her. A moan rumbles up in his throat, his thrusts hard and deep - and what a ride to hell this will be. LUCAS making work for idle hands