ziggyplayedguitar | Ziggy Stardust Nexus Album Release Party

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Ziggy Stardust Nexus Album Release Party

Why not in the Nexus had started all of this and now skekSa's bar had glitter and space themed drinks for the night, karaoke and a band playing for the release of a new album. Ziggy had decided this was the best course since so much of his family and friends couldn't go into his world to be there for his own party in his own world.

Of course, as with any good party this one was open to any who had stumbled into it and there were those directly invited as well. And flashy posters too. He was going through the ends of a sound check with the band when the bar opened.

There was a merch table, with the usual swag and new album to buy on CD and Vinyl, where they would be signing autographs and doing the whole meet and greet thing. Why not have fans in more than one universe? It had been a trip explaining this all to Mick. Weird and Gilly before dragging them through the portal. Ziggy still imagined there was going to be some crazy moments later in the night. They didn't even know he was an alien, or half alien anywway. All of this was going to blow their minds for sure.

After the show they had plans to spend the night just hanging out with drinking, karaoke, a DJ, and the usual bar fare. Ziggy had left Sa to the food and drink though he had put in a few requests for food his own species could eat.

Ziggy fussed with everything before heading backstage to drink and get dressed. About an hour after the bar opened they came out on stage and played through the whole album front to back plus a few from the previous.

[OOC: Feel free to mingle, karaoke, DJ, dancing, drinking, etc. Will post the band meet and greet below at the swag table as a top level. Any questions feel free to DM me here or on Discord.]

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"Is that what you think? That I'm wound up? I'm calm as the flat water on a lake."

Bullshit. But would Lucifer buy into his obvious bluff? Probably not, yet Tony Stark was going to play it coy. The man was known for his cool exterior even under buckling pressure. Oh boy, had he been under pressure which would cause most men to crack. The hand sliding up his leg caused a slight muscle to twitch in Tony's cheek but he remained cool as he could be.

"Of course I can."

He picked up his wine glass and took a sip. The bitter taste reminding what alcohol tasted like again. Oh, hello old friend. Yet, it was low and unobtrusive to his health regime.

"And I am Jesus Christ." Lucifer retorts under sputtered laughs. There is no way the man beside him is that calm.

"No one ever told you it was a losing game to challenge the devil." Lucifer was looking into his wine glass as he spoke. "I never lose."

He whispers just before sipping his wine but his hand pulls Tony's belt, not unbuckling it completely, just pulling the tail end loose like he might unbuckle it.

"Jesus Christ Superstar? That halo wouldn't last five seconds on that head of yours, Hot-Wings. I think you just dropped it into the gutter."

Tony smirked and knew the game was practically up even before it had started. Yet, he was going to play and maintain his expertise of cool. Whatever that might be. But--holy crap! Was Lucifer actually unbuckling his belt under the table? Tony's eyes flickered down but he didn't move a muscle. Instead he sipped his wine and shifted in his seat a little.

Tease.

"I am a king. I turned my halo in for a crown long ago." The words are coming out slow and seductive. "Do you want to see it?"

Lucifer keeps his eyes on Tony, one brow lifted as the engineer looks down. Without protest he wraps the end of the belt on his fingers before giving it a slight tug. This will unbuckle it if he keeps going. "Your distraction is showing."

"You're going to flash me your crown at dinner? You filthy boy."

Tony's lips curled into a coy smirk at his dirty talk. Why yes, he is going there if Lucifer was going to play this game. The engineer felt the angel's fingers playing on the end of his belt but didn't move. Was his distraction showing?

"Are you sure? I think you've got that part wrong, pal."

A smooth clasp of his wine glass and Tony was sipping and keeping both eyes fixed firmly on his date. Was he buckling? Perhaps. How far would this game go?

"Admit it. You would love to see my crown and touch it." Lucifer smiles as he sips on the wine glass.

Lucifer undid the buckle and let his fingers dance down the top of Tony's leg after. This was certainly a game, a fun one that left the angel watching the engineer out of the corner of his eye as the bread arrived with the oil, balsamic and herbs for dipping.

"Are you still planning on dipping your fingers in our food?" Lucifer asks while mixing some vinegar into the oil and herbs. The warm basket of bread still wrapped in the towel. Lucifer is challenging the human a little, prodding to see where he will take things.

Jesus Christ.

Tony's resolve was slipping away second by second and the angel no doubt knew this. The dirty talk was starting to affect the engineer, who crossed his legs underneath the table as filthy and erotic images flooded his mind. Those involving Lucifer's engorged cock; his swollen crown just inches away from Tony's calloused fingers...

"You bet your wings I am."

A flash of brown eyes and Tony was playing Lucifer's bluff as he picked up a piece of bread and dipped it onto the oil and herbs. It smelt good as he popped it into his mouth, letting out a pleased hum at the back of his throat. If things were about to heat up then Tony would be ready.

"And where is your mind?" Lucifer cooes at Tony while absolutely amused by the situation. "I think your mind is on a different crown than mine."

Lucifer turns to the bread dipping it slowly and biting in such a way that leaves his lips trailing over it as he pulls the remaining piece away. "Are you opposed to me double dipping into our oil?"

"I could ask the same of you, Hot-Wings. The question should be where is your hand?"

Tony just shot him a deadpan look then dipped his bread into the oil and nibbled it softly, allowing his tongue to peek out playfully whilst eating. Oh, double dipping now, was it? The engineer shot a sultry look towards his host and chuckled softly.

"You can double dip with me all you want."

His fingers tore off another piece of bread and bit it before dipping it into the oil, offering a deep hum of appreciation. The food was good.

"I asked first." He taunts then flashes Tony a playful smile. "My hand is right where you like it."

Lucifer blatantly ignored the teasing with the bread while dipping his remaining piece of bread into the oil.

"I intend to but you keep brushing me off because you are too shy in public." Lucifer puts the bread in his mouth with a smug smile. The game is on and he's going to win.

Tony leant close to Lucifer's ear whilst gently nipping on the shell of his earlobe just gently whilst whispering into his ear huskily;

"So far down you'll have to reach down and get it. That's where my mind is."

A lick to the shell and Tony was moving back to pick a piece of bread and dip it into their shared oil. Was he being a tease? Of course he was. Also, he was becoming hard by each passing moment, just trying to keep it all together. It was so hard though.

"Too shy? I don't think so, pal. I'm not losing this game and you know it."

Lucifer held up his napkin and dropped right down on the floor between Tony's legs to the floor. "Do you mean down there where my napkin is? I need to lean down and pick it up now.

Lucifer laughs more at the threats of his loss as the food arrives. He smiles to the waiter and pours himself another glass of wine. "Interesting since your pants and shifting legs say something differnt."

Oh, you tease, Lucifer.

Tony's eyes flickered down to where his devil host "dropped" his napkin down in between the engineer's legs. It was an obvious ruse and Tony knew it was his host's attempt at flustering him even more. Was it working? Of course, but he wasn't about to give up his role in the game.

"Yeah, down there. Also, you did that on purpose, Icarus."

Once the food arrives, Tony placed his own napkin on his legs, over his slight tent, and offered Lucifer a deadpan expression. He was hard but didn't wish to show it. Did the devil know? Of course he probably did.

"I did." Lucifer admits freely. "Does that mean you are going to stop me from picking it up?"

The deadpan is more of a give away than anything else. The struggle is there in the overstatement of nothing being wrong.

"I am sorry. I must retrieve my napkin." Placing his hand high up on Tony's hip for support he reaches down between the human's legs. There's a pause and then he bites Tony's inner thigh, high up but not too high. The bite is hard, sharp but not painful.

Then Lucifer sits up and lays it across his leg as if he's done nothing at all.

"Stop you? Now, why would I want to do that? Honestly, Hot-Wings you--"

Tony felt the bite and he froze, stiff in his chair and bit back a moan that threatened to slip from his lips. Jesus Christ! The devil's teeth actually bit into his inner thigh, dangerously close to his tented crotch. The tease. He knew what he was doing alright. His fingers gripped the edge of their table, nearly going white.

"--right. Napkin. Down there. Sure."

The engineer's eyes went wide with minor shock at such a blatant move. Of course the angel's wings were covering what was going on and blocking it from the public's view. Thank goodness for that. Yet, he didn't expect Lucifer to actually bite his thigh. Fuck, it was hot.

"Is everything alright?" He asks innocently but that look in Lucifer's eyes is anything but innocent. The angel's eyes drift and then he smiles.

"Oh you have something here." He takes his napkin and presses it to the wet spot left by his teeth knowing full well how that pressure is going to feel after the bite. "You should watch and not spill things on such a nice suit."

Lucifer's mastery of the poker face is epic after years of God harassing him. "You should come closer and eat while it is still hot."

He pulls his hand away and motions at Tony's plate but that is definitely not what he is talking about.

"You bastard."

Tony muttered under his breath when he felt that pressure against his hard manhood, tenting his smart suit pants. The devil knew exactly what he was doing and he knew it. Instead of retorting back with a comment, he inhaled sharply and then "accidentally" dropped his fork onto the floor next to Lucifer's right leg.

"Oh, would you look at that? I just went and dropped my fork."

Sighing, he bent down and went to pick the fork up but instead trailed his hand up Lucifer's leg, until he reached his thigh, squeezing gently before retrieving his fork. Touché as they said.

"I may be but you adore it."

Lucifer starts laughing when he tries to play the same game. He waited for Tony to bend over then leaned in and bit the back of his neck. It he was going to play this game so was Lucifer. Pulling back he smiles and starts taking a bite of his food.

"Did you get what you were looking for?" The words roll out slowly.

"You damn know I do, Hot-Wings."

Tony's voice came out rougher than intended as he felt the bite to the back of his neck. Oh fuck. He made a soft gasping noise which sounded more like a soft moan and it just made him harder, as he placed his fork back against his plate and shifted on the chair once more. He was still in the game and determined not to buckle.

"You could say that. How about we try our food? Looks delicious."

Maybe eating would take his mind off the throbbing between his legs. Yeah right. Tony forked up some spaghetti and whilst fixing his eyes onto Lucifer's he began sucking at it, offering up lewd, wet sucking noises.

Lucifer just smiles more as he slides his fork out of his mouth and slowly chews. His eyes lock on the engineer and then he leans in. "Those sounds will not work on me. You are the one looking for sucking sounds."

He sat back up and took a sip of his wine. He could easily want Tony, fall right into the trap the human was setting for him but he refused to for the moment.

There was no fooling the devil with his own trick it seemed. Tony would have to step up his game if he were to tempt Lucifer. But it was hard in more ways than one right now. So, he swallowed some of his spaghetti and then forked a meatball up, popping it into his mouth slowly.

"You sure? They were pretty good I thought."

Maybe visual aids might work better than audible ones. Whatever they were, Tony was into food porn.

"Maybe I would simply prefer different sounds from you?" He says as he slowly puts another bite into his mouth.

Of course this is a game. Lucifer was playing to win, though what a win meant might change over time. His hand slid down and found a way to Tony's leg, just the finger tips barely touching the fabric.

"How about you tell me what you mean?"

Tony popped the question as he reached for his drink, sipping slightly and then dabbing at his lips with his napkin. Watching Lucifer eat was strangely arousing, just seeing him put things into his mouth was doing awful things to Tony's crotch.

Then, he felt the hand on his leg.

"You tease."

He forked some more spaghetti into his mouth and let out a soft moan of approval.

"I would rather show you and it is far too loud for a place this quiet and posh."

Lucifer kept eating very slowly while watching Tony though his face is turned forward as if nothing is going on.

"Who says I am teasing?" He asks with a huge grin. "Maybe it is something else." His fingers stayed way down near his knee, a very light tease.

"Kinky."

Tony smirked as he uttered the word plain and simple before licking some sauce from the corner of his mouth. The game was still in motion and there was still time to get the devil back at his own game. Right? At least that's how Tony viewed it. Losing wasn't in his dictionary as he often liked to quote.

"Oh, no one. It's just that you blatantly are by being such a handsome bastard."

Those fingers on Tony's knee causing him to hitch slightly, nearly choking on his meatball. Jesus Christ.

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