Rickey
So how this be working
William
Maybe she can come over to his place and drop off the paperwork 🫡
Wayne
*Adam was just chilling in his chair. The paperwork was so fucking stressful he'd groaned everytime Sera sent it in. Being the first man that went into heaven sure had its ups and downs and this was one of them. God it was such a BUZZ KILL. But he had his faithful lieutenant Lute "Danger Tits" Right by his side every time. Now that was loyalty, unlike Vaggisaurus. That traitorous bitch. He saw Lute come in and god that smile that made him look like he belonged in heaven.*

"Yooo Lute! Glad you came. Glad you're here!"
Sharon
The woman entered his house wearing a backpack, promptly placing it on the table with a soft thud. Upon opening it, she extracted neatly organized stacks of paper, each meticulously categorized by sections. After the shit that happened during the court, it was only expected to have this much. 

"Adam, sir. I've brought my paperwork too, requiring your signature of approval before it reaches the higher-ups. However, everything here is yours. I've triple-checked to make sure everything is correct." 

With her arms behind her back, she maintained a composed demeanor. Behind the mask, her face appeared somewhat tired.
Wayne
"Damn triple checked? I knew you were thorough but never *This* Thorough! Good job! If you want, we could do the paperwork together and talk about shit. God that's a lot of paperwork. Doesn't Sera Xerox these to everyone just for funsies?" He asked. Adam being Adam. "I think what I did in court justifies her having me do these mountains upon mountains of paperwork. So much red tape you could cut it with just simple tension."

"Soooo... What you been doing? Up to anything new Lute?" He asked, pulling the papers out magically with just the snap of his fingers, followed by the conjuration of a godly, divine looking pen, in golden cursive, engraved onto the blackened pen was God was Here. He begins jotting down stuff, signing his signature of approval on every single one when he was finished looking them over one by one.

"Like I swear, these papers are in the double, if not triple digits so that's a lotta double checking Lute. Heaven has its work I guess." He sighs, pulling out a large back of McHeavens.

"Badababa! We're all lovin this"
Sharon
Lute couldn't suppress a smug grin as he showered her with praise. Receiving compliments from your boss is one thing, but when you deeply *Admire* Them, it takes the satisfaction to a whole new level, making those hours seem almost worth it. "I'm starting to suspect Her Highness is punishing us for letting the cat out of the bag. But I agree, what you did was the right thing but half the court has lost their minds for even considering going through that shitty hotel scheme."She observed him effortlessly signing his name, and the angel within her was delighted that he hadn't discovered a single mistake.

"Nothing new as of now. I've just been so focused on the paperwork I didn't go out much this weekend. Word got out to the other exterminators about the death back in hell. Since we found the body I've been dealing with their complaints so you don't have to. But I trust you've been keeping well, sir?" 

Familiar with the layout of his house, Lute retrieved her own plate and confidently served herself from the meal he had gotten for her from McHeavens. Whenever she visited, she made it a point to clean up after herself, almost leaving no trace of her presence. Tidying up where needed, she ensured everything was in order as if she had never been there in the first place. 

She sat beside him, leaving a comfortable amount of space between them, ensuring not to cross any lines. "Thank you for the food again, sir. I'll make sure to have the paperwork turned in to her first thing tomorrow morning."
Wayne
"Oh yeah super well. I mean if Sera at least once thought like me she'd be laughing at those smug little bitches who thought that they were actually gonna win and take the case in court. We showed those cunts though HAHAHAH! I loved it? Did you fucking see that? They were all like "Oh no you motherfucker... You can't! Please stop!" As I was hurling their asses through the portal back to Hell."

"Good shit. Good shit indeed. Good tunes coming from Emily, but to think she'd question herself and ally with the demons? God would definitely consider that as blasphemous if he ever fuckin found out."

He turned towards her and pounded her shoulder with his fist, kinda playfully as well as he still has that shit eating smile, probably way better than Alastor himself.

"Of course anytime, you're one of my tops, and probably the best exterminator I ever have so it's only right, natural and fair that i get you food. Plus if I didn't I would've or would have to cook in the allotted time you said to me and you know how much I suck ass at cooking. I HATE COOKING! Its better to just eat out! I mean... Take orders from restaurants. Look the point is, we win, they lost, case closed and now we just gotta wait for Sera to calm down and get things straightened out. After that, we kill everyone, set that hotel to rubble and enjoy ourselves in heaven. The natural order shall be RESTORED! FUCK YES!"
Lynda
"Cooking is better than always going out... You should learn how to, sir. The only time I venture out is when it's with you." Gracefully, she removed her mask and placed it aside, handing Adam some napkins she got from the kitchen. She didn't really like these types of places, but she dealt with it since Adam seemed to like it. Lute savored her first bite, revealing her flexibility in catering to Adam's palate, even though she'd rather have a homecooked meal, but she wasn't the type to complain about a nice gesture. 

"Once we finish that shitty hotel we'll have less headache to deal with. I wish we could get rid of that brat who thinks she's just *So* Important. Tch, some kid they raised, thinking of a stupid idea like that *Fucking* Hotel." 

Lute had annoyance written all over her face, irritated by the fact these hellspawns think they even deserve redemption. 

"I don't understand why we can't just kill *Everyone* In hell on extermination day, not just the sinners. Besides their governing system is so weird... It's barely even functional." She crossed her legs, one over the other with her back pressed against the chair, always maintaining perfect posture. The bloodthirsty angel took another bite out of her meal, her brows furrowed together.
Wayne
"I know right? How do you a raise a daughter and fuck up no raising her for like... What Hell represents. I blame Lilith and that Beelzebub suckling husband of hers Lucifer. If they both set her on the right path none of this would be happening. Alriiiiight ughhh I guess I'll learn how to cook."

"And yeah don't you like venturing out with me? I thought that was our dynamic, we both do awesome shit, I'm the holy divine being, you're the badass top exorcist and we just travel around showing people how we're better than them."

Adam noted and noticed Lutes bloodlust, her bloodthirsty mannerisms. He honestly loved it and wasn't afraid to tell her how awesome it was. "I love a woman who wants to kill those goddamned sinners and animals just as much as I do. If we kill everyone then our entertainment just dies. Better to let them simmer in that boiling pot they call and afterlife. And then when all's said and done. We can eliminate them completely afterwards. At least after the hotel. And I swear to Lord if they kill us more than we kill them I'm gonna be pissed."
Sharon
Lute reached for the plastic cup adorned with the McHeavens logo, sipping the beverage through the straw while nodding in agreement with Adam's words. "Yes, I appreciate that you bring me along... Practically everywhere," She affirmed. As she took another sip, she nearly choked on the sweet tea when Adam expressed his admiration for a woman like her. Her cheeks flushed, a mix of embarrassment from the sudden choking and blushing in response to his compliment. 

She set the cup down on the table, playing it off as if he *Totally* Didn't catch her off guard. 
Clearing her throat after the momentary mishap, Lute managed another one of her stern looks, twirling the straw in her drink absentmindedly. "...Ahem." The soft shade of pink still tinted her paled cheeks. 

"If word gets out... The next extermination would end up in a war, tch." She avoided eye contact with him, looking down at her food.
Wayne
"You ok there? Go down the wrong tube or something? And yeah a big, massive war, with bloodshed and everything. Though for the sake of angel kind, I would rather it didn't turn into and be such a mess."

"So we take a couple battalions, take out anyone in our way and the BAM! We win. And i appreciate you appreciating me that we get to go out together almost everywhere."

Fucking noms into a burger and then takes sips of his soda. She was coughing an awful lot because of probably what he said. "You sure you're good?"
William
I j realized i used the wrong tupper oops
Lynda
"I appreciate your concern, but I'm perfectly fine... Apologies for that." As her face gradually cooled down, she corrected her posture, allowing herself to meet Adam's gaze once more.

"Yeah, all good," She affirmed with a nod, taking another bite of her burger. She was almost done, considering she usually ordered a smaller portion than Adam. "A mess and more paperwork," She added, echoing his earlier remark. Rising from her seat, she headed to the kitchen to return her plate.

"Ah, well, once again, sir, thank you for the meal. It's getting late, and I don't want to take up too much of your time," She called out from the kitchen, expressing her gratitude and acknowledging the passage of time.
Wayne
"Aww you're going already? Bummer!" He called back, continuing to grumble and do even more paperwork, making his guffaw and grunt even more. And then he nodded in agreement with all the whole mess and EVEN MORE paperwork statement, causing him to shake and cringe in disgust at the fact that it'd be moreso than this pile they've received.

He also finishes his meal, easily and without making a mess, stacking their plates on top of each other. "No, no , you're fine. It's cool, people on Earth make the same thing happen and sometimes it's fucking hilarious seeing them choke for a bit on their own water, soda or whatever the hell they're drinking at the time. Its like, "Yup, you fucked up, careful not to do that again." And then they don't do it again or they do and mouth to mouth needs to be done or the heimlich maneuver."

"Almost fuckin done. And then I can get back to playing my guitar and planning on exterminating those cunts and their trashy ass hotel. I mean... Why a hotel? Couldn't have you picked a better fucking theme for redemption? Its like The Shining but for redeeming sinners. Which would never work in a million years"
Lynda
Lute leaned against the counter, her arms crossed over her chest, doing her usual small nod as she listened. Her intimidating exterior was slowly cracking as he mentioned mouth-to-mouth... The blush returning to her cheeks. "H-huh..? Dont you mean CPR? You know, mouth-to-mouth isn't the best since they could throw up or transfer their blood to you... And then if their blood has something, then..." The angel nervously rambled on about the subject, detailing the potential risks associated with human mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, the blush only darkening. 

"You'll finish it soon, sir." She put the plates in the dishwasher, and Lute turned away from Adam once again. "Half of those sinners probably died in some shitty motel doing god knows what when they wasted their human lives. Maybe that rundown building will feel like home to them," She huffed, tucking a few strands of her silver hair behind her ear to keep it out of her face.

She closed the dishwasher, now looking up at Adam. "Think Her Highness would be mad if we took a selfie with the remains of that shit hotel behind us? It'll just be a big dumpster fire. We should put their corpses in the picture too."
Wayne
*He laughs like when he pranked Charlie for the second time.* "Nah, we should totally take a selfie of that! Definitely. Humans die in crappy hotels and motels all the time I'm sure it's nothing new to the demonic hellspawn. And isn't CPR and mouth to mouth basically fitting into the same category? Whatever both have saved human lives a ton of times in the past, at least whenever they decided to figure that method out for themselves."

"That traitor should've learned to never defect from the angels, the exorcists and me! Me! Adam! Just because of some sinner kid that she had a soft heart for! She realized it was "Wrong" And then turned on us. And cutting off her wings? Badass! That's how you kick someone out of heaven Lute! The way you took out her eye?! Oh and don't forget when you sliced her wings off. And then delivered a KILLER one liner. Wish I saved that on video to be honest."

He then heard her saying that it'd be just a big dumpster fire. "That and a big bonfire. I mean one we'd be able to cook marshmallows over. Say Lute... You sound nervous. Are you feeling alright?"
Sharon
"What was wrong was her being in heaven to begin with. A pure angel would've never done something like that *Bitch*. She was always unholy... I knew she liked women... It's so vile. I wish you had recorded it, the memory alone doesn't mimic her pitful screams. She is nothing." A look of disgust painted over Lute's face. "She would've been better off dead in hell." Lute got a little carried away with her violent thoughts, but she was given the nickname angel of death for a reason, it was a great distraction too. 

"That fire wouldn't be clean, they probably have those gross sex parties and shit in that hotel, I don't want my food to get tainted by that shit." As he asked her again she was almost hesitant to answer. "Me? Nervous? Ha... Ha..." She asked, nervously chuckling to herself, "I thank you for the concern..." The blush deepened, and if she were a demon, she might have felt an urge to violently bang her head against the wall from embarrassment alone, the sensation of her face burning intensifying. "But I'm fine-" 

"Shit," She muttered under her breath, realizing she couldn't easily cover up. Her mask was quite a distance away.
Wayne
"I wonder how you knew." Adam then sees Lute blushing and raises an eyebrow. Poor guy he was so clueless that she was fighting and resisting these charms, temptations and desires for him. Least that's what it seemed like. Eve was hardly ever around, Lute was a bloodthirsty angel of death and something about that sparked something within Adam. Nobody could tell if he was blushing or not. 

"Alright, but your face is pink. I mean, I just have a secret that is forbidden pink. Are you sure you're feeling alright? I don't mean to pry but you're my number one and I care about you the most."

Adam seemed genuine, tone and everything about Lute. If she died... He wouldn't know what to do. She seemed irreplaceable. Adam got up after singing the last one with the holy ink and then turned to Lute. "I wouldn't go near that place if it wasn't for the exterminations with a hundred foot long yard stick. That place is filthy, disgusting and vile."
Lynda
"Oh-! I'm probably coming down with some kind of sickness, sir. That's the *Only* Explanation to why my face is pink... No other reason... At all." 

*I am STRONG! Get it together. Do NOT become a disappointment.* She tells herself once he started to show genuine care for her. Lutes expression softened, her gaze less serious as he turned. 

"But it isn't anything serious sir, I assume it's because i've stayed up late this weekend doing paperwork. I haven't had much time to myself... However, work comes first. I want to assure you that I take my position seriously, Sir."
Wayne
"I thought angels couldn't get sick. Huh. Well be sure to get some rest. And you do! Nothing nor anyone can question your loyalties, towards me or Heaven! You've proven yourself time in and time again and you'll prove yourself during the exterminations."

He floats over, gently pats her on the back and the flies back over. "We've got a big day in less than a month. So get your spear shined and your mask ready because more demon blood will be on that outfit in no time at all." He smiles gleefully, rubbing his hands together an evil grin plastered onto his face
Lynda
Honestly, she had made it up. Angels couldn't get sick—at least, that's what she assumed. Heaven was perfect, devoid of the damned diseases found in hell. Lute gave Adam a small smile as he patted her on the back, following him out of the kitchen once he flew away. 

"I have it marked on my calendar, sir. I cannot wait for the next extermination." Lute says, picking up her mask and sliding it over her face. As she watched that evil grin form on his face, she found herself succumbing to the sinister look, despite maintaining a cool exterior. Heading back to the table, she stacked the papers and carefully returned them to the backpack she had brought with her. Setting everything in an organized fashion, she zipped up the bag before hoisting it onto her shoulders once again. "Well sir, all of this will be given to her Highness in the morning. Thank you once again."
Wayne
*Adam was in his work office again. He was expecting Lute. He misses her. He always loves and adores hanging out with her. There was also sparkling magnetism between the two, though no one not even them would've been at all noticing or catching up on these particular feelings unless they both have confessed. Which they haven't.*

*Adam sighs and caresses her photo standing upright onto a nearby desk. Lute was just everything and he didn't want to lose her. He was just awaiting for her arrival somberly.*

*Adam needed food too... He was one hungry motherfucker and Lute was the only person he sought out right now.*
Sharon
Her office exuded a distinctive ambiance adorned with souvenirs from their experiences in hell and an array of weapons strategically placed around the room. The drawer in her desk held not only memories captured in pictures of her and Adam but also instances where fellow executioner angels made her *Somewhat* Proud. Despite the presence of a few "Gory" Decorations, the room maintained a sense of organization and spaciousness.

The framed picture on her desk stood out from the others in the drawer. With a nice glass framing it was a selfie Adam took of them on their first extermination, since then the two of them were the closest duo in all of heaven. 

Lute walked with perfect posture to his door, giving it a firm knock. "Sir, i'm all done for today.. So i'll see you tomorrow morning?"
Wayne
"No wait! Can we get food? Can we go out for dinner? I know we tend to it alot but this one I really wanna make special. I know we just got done with another extermination but.. Please? For me? Lute I don't feel all awesome today. Y'know me, always awesome Adam. Haha. Not today though. I need you please."

Those words. I need you. I want you. To spend time with you it all spoke clearly plain as day as the words he portrayed. He didn't feel like himself. He wasn't that good, at least emotionally and Lute could sense it throughout the door. The vibes inebriated sadness and a somber darkness behind the entrance towards the door.
Sharon
She excepted him not to say a word back— assuming he's busy and whatnot with his paperwork. About to turn away from the door she paused in her tracks and hesitantly opened the door.
Lynda
She closed the door behind her, taking off her mask and walked to his side. It was *Rare* To not see Adam as his loud mouthed self, Lute couldn't help but grow worried. 

"Sir.. Okay, we can go get food *Together*." Lute gave him a weak smile in an attempt to cheer him up. "McHeavens this time? You wanted somewhere special so.. I'm fine with anywhere." She put her hand on his shoulder, wanting to reassure him.
Wayne
He didn't pout but did something similar towards it and then said a firm. "Yeah. McHeavens. Now let's go before anyone else finds out." He would walk out and with her, traveling all the way down towards the restaurant. Once they arrived he strictly, with a no nonsense attitude explicitly told the employees that he didn't want the same thing they've been getting on occasion. No pickles and no mayo. Absolutely. 

He then sits down at the local table. He was not in a happy mood. At all. Its like his soul was ripped out of his body.. Metaphorically. "I'm so glad you're here Lute. I need someone to talk to I haven't been all.. Feeling well like last time."
Lynda
Lute had no problem telling them to remake their order if they got it wrong... But hopefully since they come here often that wouldn't be an issue for today. 

She sat across from him, the two would make heads turn wherever they went, looking like such a powerful duo even on their days off. Lute kept her stern expression but her eyes were much softer than usual. When she looked at Adam they were filled with worry. 

"You could've came to my office... I'm always here *For you*, sir... Please remember that."
Wayne
"I know but it's... It's always so difficult y'know? Feels like sometimes you've got no one to truly turn to. But thank you. Just know that I'm always here for you too. Even if somehow I die, if somehow I'm gone from reality itself I'm always here for you too. I'll always be there."

"Because you honestly... Do so much more than what Eve ever does for and with me. You're my number one. No matter if the exorcists disband, no matter if all hell breaks loose... Literally. Just know all of that and everything like that."

Begins nomming on the food, stress eating as well as eating to make himself feel better. He just looks at Lute and gives her a soft and light hearted smile, even going so far as to touch the top of her hand for comfort
Lynda
Her signature look grew more confused as he continued on, showing this new side to him— and out of all places a fucking Mcheavens. Those words would forever stay with Lute as she tuned everyone out, her only focus was on Adam. 

Despite being a bloodthirsty angel, Lute was scared to think of the day where one of them would die. She would cross a line, turning her hand over to interlock her fingers with his. "Adam please... I'm unsure of where this is coming from but my loyalty is to you... I promise you can tell me anything, I want to share my life with you" 

Lute softly blushed and let go of his hand, giving him a similar warmhearted smile.
Wayne
"I wanna share my life with you too. You're the only one that matters out of heaven and hell. I... I'm afraid to be perfectly honest with you. Of dying. Of what would happen if I were to die. Would I go to second heaven? Another form of it? Would I go down to that goddamned wretched hellhole called Hell?"

"I just don't know. Lute. Don't ever leave me. I would be broken without you." He grabs her hand again, clenching it tightly as if never wanting to let go, as if he got desperate. He had a worried look even behind that mask of golden eyes and sharpened mouth. 

"I... I'm lost Lute I don't know... I.."
Lynda
She looked at their hands before her gaze returned to Adam. They've been together for an eternity, he's always been a big part of her life. Lute found herself thinking on how she could live without him, but she struggled to even see that future. 

"We won't-..." She paused, a saddened look crept up on her face. "Sir that won't happen. I promise i'll do anything in my power to keep you safe. I'd even rip off my own arm if I have to." Her cheeks flushed softly, unable to make eye contact as she lowered her head, staring at their connected hands. "I'll help you find your way out Adam. Just... Depend on me more.. Please sir."
Wayne
He nods and then grasps both of his hands into hers, fingers interlacing between each other. "We better. Because if I die... I don't know what I would do... Other than be dead. I can't stand and bear the thought of you living alone in an afterlife without me. Hell the exorcists wouldn't be a thing anymore and no one would exterminate Hell. Ever again!"

"Heaven wouldn't even care about their overpopulation, neither their existence. Sera harps on us by protecting their souls up in heaven but can't even fall back on it! Its infuriating."

"I'll depend on you more. We're gonna make Hell pay. Cause Hell is forever."
Lynda
"There's only so many of us... And you're just one person. She excepts too much, especially since they're beginning to fight back." 

The lieutenant sighed and shook her head, she could only train her troops so much. Her hand gave his a small squeeze as a weak smile eventually made its way to her lips. 

"Thank you for telling me these things... Sir. I *Want* To know when you're feeling like this and I want to help you as best as I can." Lute wasn't the most affectionate angel out there. Her blood thirsty tendencies pushed others away, or she simply wouldn't get close to them, she never felt the need to. Lute gave him a nod just before getting up from her sent, her cold hands leaving his. "We've stayed here long enough don't you think?"
Wayne
"And you always help me. I've always been grateful and greatly appreciative of your help. Yeah we've stayed here long enough, let's just go and uh... Well return to my home."

He gets back up and holds her hand, even going so far as to bring her closely to him. The same weak smile plastered over his face to look at her, even hugging her. Adam was never this emotional nor affectionate and had always thought generally highly of himself and to be better than most.

But with Lute, he felt like she was a great asset, a dynamic duo with her surpassed all odds and all evidence. They were true to each other and Adam needed to feel like he was genuinely valued as he valued Lute so much.
Lynda
At the restaurant- despite it being a McHeavens, she wouldn't forget that moment. The woman was flustered, looking down as he brought her close. "Yes sir.." She says while glancing to their connected hands. 

—

The walk was nice for Lute despite remaining silent most of the way there. But they've returned back to his home and for Lute this was the second time she's gone here just this week. 

She stepped forward, opening the door for him simply out of habit. In heaven there wasn't a need for locks, it's not like crime existed here.
Wayne
The same went with Adam. Adam was silent most of the time and didn't really want to or try to come up with something to say. 

He went inside and sighed, groaning absolutely. No locks were needed, no crime, no nothing. This wasn't Hell. And Hell is forever. Adam just turns to her and puts up his stuff.

He then walks, or rather floats towards his bedroom and then extends his arm out to her, as if to say something but he couldn't. "Love you Lute" He eventually said and admitted, even confessed.
Lynda
Lute would have a strange mix of emotions as she followed him. However, when they reached his bedroom she stayed at the door and waited for him to exist, acting as some kind of bodyguard. He caught her attention once he extends his arm out to her. She turned around with another worried look, feeling somewhat awkward. 

Lute stared at Adam after his confession and a blush slowly crept up on her cheeks once again. She took a step forward, trying to read his face and see if this was some kind of sick joke. Her actions were gentle yet hesitant, taking another step closer to him, eventually her hands found their way to his collar, pulling him down to her height. 

The angel pressed her lips against his but quickly pulled away, her eyes grew wide in disbelief, surprising herself by her own actions. "Sir, I'm sorry... I don't know what I was thinking." Lute frowned, scolding herself for allowing that to happen. Despite him confessing, Lute didn't know if she should've done that.
Wayne
But Lute didn't have to apologize or frown, scolding herself for much longer. After she did that, kissing him for just a brief moment, he picked her up, at least by her collar of her exorcist outfit and kissed her again but for longer.

He wraps his hands around her and leans down to better kiss her. There were a few soft, gentle moans emanating from his person but other than that it was just silent, yet noisy makeout noises. 

And somehow this worked through his mask. And also somehow he began glowing a heavenly angelic light, their love now confessed and burning in a heated passion brighter than ever before thought possible.
Lynda
Lute felt a rush of relief as she let go of her apology and self-doubt. As she leaned in to kiss him briefly, she was surprised when he picked her up, grasping her by the collar of her exorcist outfit, and kissed her again, this time more passionately. 

The woman reciprocated the passion as she wrapped her arms around him, sinking into the embrace as he leaned down to deepen their kiss. With a deep longing and desire, Lute passionately engaged in a makeout session with Adam. Wrapped in their heated embrace, they became lost in the intoxicating thrill of their mutual affection. Amidst the silence, soft moans escaped her lips, mingling with the sound of their intense affection.

Despite his mask, Lute felt an undeniable connection with him as her tongue brushed against his, and she was suprrised as he began to emit a radiant, angelic light.
Wayne
His tongue apparently despite the mask coils around hers. He pins her up against the wall, as his kiss was wild, rough and yet so gentle and free. Soft moans also escaped from him as his hands got their grubby selves onto her thighs and even cupped her ass cheeks.

His tongue was long, golden and somehow again slithers through his mask to meet her own. His body firmly pressed against hers in a passionate embrace. He also radiates a pure angelic light that glows beyond comprehension. 

His arms hug around her back and neck, carrying her so she was firmly pressed against the wall almost in a mating press it seems. His crotch rubs against hers, huffing into her mouth as they hungrily kissed each other more and more.
Lynda
Their lips crashed together in a passionate kiss, with an intensity that surpassed all limits of time and space. Lute felt a jolt of electricity flow through her veins as Adam's tongue intertwined with hers, sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't help but softly gasp as he pinned her to the wall. 

Each touch of their bodies against each other ignited a burning sensation that went to her core, threatening to consume them both. In that moment, bathed in the radiant glow of Adam's angelic light, Lute couldn't help but release a soft moan into their kiss as he rubbed his crotch against hers. Despite her anxiety about Sera finding out, her heart pounded with the intensity of their connection, and she felt an undeniable sense of belonging.

Lute didn't hold back, she gave herself over to him. Her passionate kisses conveyed the depth of her longing and devotion. Lost in the intensity of their desire, Lute found comfort and excitement in his embrace.
Wayne
Adam had been feeling this for years, decades, centuries, even ever since Lute became his lieutenant in the exterminations. His soft moans, sloppy smacks and gentle, tongue fucking kisses were still audible. He throws her onto the bed, their lips never left as Adam squeezes her rear, feels up underneath her uniform to get at the heart of her titties and even starts taking off his robe.

His glow only brightly intensifies as their love for one another blossoms into oblivion. The blankets covered both of their bodies, the soft, pure, existential ecstasy took over Adam and his longing passion for Lute.

He wanted to speak but couldn't, nor did he mind, neither did his devotion and passionate love for her decrease. His tongue massages hers, teeth gently gnawing and rubbing against the edges of her lips, his slow, rhythmic hip motions intended to make Lute crave him even more so than their addiction to each other was already appearing as such. It was a sign that he wanted in, and he wanted in deep. Deeply and deeper still til she would be numb from the jackhammering poundings he would give her after their pale bodies would get naked and heavenly blessed even though this was lust, a loving, sinning, hellfiery in love sexual craving for each other. This was also basically a confession. That Adam was truly, deeply, fondly in love with Lute.
Lynda
Lute had always yearned for his touch. The gentle spanks and playful teasing she endured had finally paid off. She sighed softly into the kiss as his large hands explored her body, the sensation of his body against hers causing her panties to dampen as he gently pinned her to the bed. Although his actions were gentle, the weight of his body held her firmly. 

Though Lute had seen this bed before, it was rare for her to step inside his bedroom. Until now, she had never even considered it. Yet, it was far more comfortable than the wall her back had been pressed against. Her legs wrapped around his waist, while her hands trailed over his back, leaving scratches on his skin. As he continued to press against her, she furrowed her brows in pleasure. She had experienced sex before, but nothing like this, especially not with the man she had desired for centuries. With her fantasy becoming reality, she wanted to etch the feeling of his bare skin into her memory. It was surprising that he exposed so much of himself to her, considering he was usually covered in his usual attire.

Her back arched as she eagerly pressed herself against him, the teasing only fueling her desire. Her hands traveled down to his waist, sliding down to his boxers as she gripped them on either side, urging his lower half down onto her, now taking control of his movements. Her nails dug into his hips as she rocked his lower half back and forth against her, the heat pooling between her legs.

"...*Hah, fuck*" 

She huffed under her breath once she briefly pulled away from him, looking down at their hips and biting her bottom lip to try and stop the soft moans that escaped.
Wayne
He winced but it wasn't a painful one more like a thing of lust, something he heavily exerts here when Lute had her nails digging into his hips. As he undressed, his body started showing. His mask was still on. And his expression was passionate, wanting, almost sadistic. The truest face of a villain making love to his truest significant other. That face he showed Charlie when she was about to die by his hand personally.

He even reworded his quote, "Hehe~ this teasing was cute and all" His face, still smiling that devilish sharp toothed grin as his hands knead Lutes tits like dough. "But now, it's time to get fucked~"

He grabs her throat, his eyes like Vox's TV screen, glitchy across the way before returning back to his heavenly, yellow, golden light. Not a great rewording but he still undresses her, taking off every single bit of her uniform with care and yet it was an animalistic eagerness.

Adam kisses and licks her neck, savoring her flesh as if the blood of Christ was on her skin. This represents gluttony, a hunger to savor her body. Jealousy and greed follow up, if anyone were to take Lute for themselves, Wrath would occur. Sloth would be after sex and pride is how much he enjoys showboating her around. The seven deadly sins all portrayed with Adam, a rarity amidst villains and a hunger definitely for Lute. His cock throbs out, being carefully placed inside of her as he didn't want to cause her massive amounts of pain
Lynda
As his hands moved towards her chest, she loosened her grip on his hips. Lute let out a soft moan as he started to knead her breasts, feeling her nipples perk up in response. Despite her attempts to resist, she found herself unable to protest against him, surrendering to his power. She felt humiliated as he effortlessly stripped her of her clothing, yet her gaze remained fixed on his glitching mask, observing his features flicker as she was stripped bare.

A soft whimper escaped her lips, mingling with a frustrated sigh as she looked up at him with pleading eyes, silently begging for more.

Lute gasped softly in surprise as she felt his warm hand on her throat, the sensation making her squirm with excitement. As he leaned down to kiss her neck, she pressed her chest against his, her hands trembling as they roamed up his sides and to his shoulders, pulling him closer to her. Despite her reluctance to give him the satisfaction of hearing her, a few more moans escaped her lips as he licked up her neck.

Her legs wrapped around his waist once again, squeezing him tightly. Lute tilted her head to the side in an attempt to conceal her vulnerability as Adam slowly entered her. Her breath grew shaky, softly whimpering as her brows furrowed and her eyes became lidded.

Despite the pain, Lute wasn't a patient woman. Her legs guided his lower half, forcing him to fully enter inside of her. With a sharp gasp, her back arched, and her nails dug into his shoulders. Her legs maintained the pressure, keeping his body close to hers until she felt prepared. Meanwhile, her hands glided up to his mask, gradually lifting it to unveil his lips. As she placed her hand on the back of his head, easing the tension in her legs, she pushed his head down to meet hers, their lips meeting once more. With her legs no longer constricting him, it was a silent signal, granting him permission to proceed.
Wayne
Damn she was already this eager to take his throbbing, rigid cock? Welp time to show Lute why he's called the dick master. The moment it went inside it didn't hesitate in getting towards her cervix, the center, her very pleasure spot/button. 

He also huffs as it penetrates her with this utter tenacity and eagerness. As soon as she took off the mask and helmet, he mashes his lips against hers, dug in deep into another passionate and hot, steamy kiss. Gripping her ass cheeks, groping her chest, fondling those curvaceous hips. Their bodies entangled and intertwined in a sinfully yet heavenly bonding. The thrusts were powerful, just as much as he is. 

Her body felt like molten fire, molten liquefied lava and the hottest temperatures imaginable. So did his. His yellow, long, golden tongue wasn't golden anymore but pale yet heavenly and sweet like cotton candy. His lips moist and pure, wrapped firmly around hers as his cock pounds her insides, her body was experiencing a nirvana heaven couldn't ever provide in existence.
Lynda
Lute groaned into their kiss as he initiated his thrusts, igniting a passionate exchange between them. The woman's hands explored his body with the same motions as his own, tracing every contour of his back and arms.

"Mmhm~ sir..." She murmured softly as she pulled back slightly, her nails trailing down his body before one hand found its way to his throat, applying a firm pressure. With one eye open, she gazed at him through half-lidded eyes and a dark blush on her pale cheeks.

"*Fuck me harder,*" 

Lute demanded, his voice echoing quietly despite the intensity of his words, his throat still clasped by her hand.
Wayne
"You... You got it" He huffed and panted, kissing her neck and then licking her chest area. Fuck she felt good to Adam, the way she was, how tight she was and how firm and endearing too.

This made Adam unleash his full power. What was once slow, adequate, romantic and domineering was now speedy, full of deliverance, righteousness and power as he thrusts now, harder and more than what they were before.

Adam however was getting a tad sweaty because of the robe. He even had the gall and the audacity to take his mask off. Only for her. "Fuck Lute. Didn't know you were... Were this fucking tight.. Goddamn... It's like you're an angelic goddess... Fuck!"
Lynda
As Adam followed her lead and intensified his thrusts, her nails pressed into his skin, causing a sharp stinging sensation. One hand gripped firmly onto his neck, while the other dug deeper into his skin. She muttered curses under her breath, briefly glancing down to observe his vigorous movements. With each forceful thrust, her small breasts bounced, and her breathing grew heavier, transitioning into soft panting.

Releasing her grip on his throat, she now held onto both of his shoulders, pulling his upper body closer to hers, longing for their bodies to be fully intertwined. 

Lute surprised herself by managing to resist the urge to tear his robe in the back, despite their encounter being in its early stages. She couldn't deny being rather handsy and assertive. With another tug, her lips were back onto his again, a somewhat forceful, needy kiss.
Wayne
It's been decided. Not only were they going to keep believing that hell is forever, but that Adam would practically wanna marry Lute. The squelching noises of their heated, passionate lovemaking could be heard all throughout the room and yet it was a secret between them that heaven shouldn't ever find out through their eternity as angels.

Eve didn't do this, Lilith could never compare. The way she digs her nails into him causes him to do the same, scratching alongside her body desperately as he grunts and groans. "Shit~ L-L-Lute..." He manages to huff out, her body feels so warm, so moist, so caked and drenched with more than just their carnal desires for each other. 

Pretty soon, he felt her lips over his, another tongue kiss where his long, slimy tongue would do the work in pleasing her, it coils over hers and glows into her mouth. He moans as well, cock practically destroying her insides at a loving pace. He tore off his robes, pecks and yet a very hefty dad bod would be revealed. He was also hairy, light hairs but still.

He would roughly pin Lute against the bed dashboard, wings extending and jutting out, lifting her as they had sex on the bed and in the air. "Hmmmphll~"