[He wasn't planning to touch his cock, no. With a wave of his hand, a bottle of lube floats over from the nightstand and pours over his fingers, getting them nice and slick before he reaches down between Reign's cheeks, sliding two fingers inside him with little fanfare.]
[He was tight, and while Mephisto wasn't exactly being gentle as he started pushing them in deeper and stretching him, at least Reign wouldn't need to worry about his nails. He can change his form at will, after all -- and that's not the sort of pain he was looking to cause.]
[He won't reply to that questioning tone earlier -- he hadn't asked a proper question. But he might have a few more things to say now, especially as Mephisto seeks out that spot he knows will drive Reign wild.]
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[He was tight, and while Mephisto wasn't exactly being gentle as he started pushing them in deeper and stretching him, at least Reign wouldn't need to worry about his nails. He can change his form at will, after all -- and that's not the sort of pain he was looking to cause.]
[He won't reply to that questioning tone earlier -- he hadn't asked a proper question. But he might have a few more things to say now, especially as Mephisto seeks out that spot he knows will drive Reign wild.]