"Both, at the same time. Lucifer is nothing if not duplicitous," she grins as Xanxus carries her to a wall, groans as she feels her back touch it. He's lifting her like it's nothing, and Luci isn't exactly a slight little slip of a female. Her critics compare her shoulders to a linebacker's, and she can't exactly fault them for it, nor does she care to.

She still has no idea what Xanxus is saying, but it sounds amazing. His voice rolls over her body as he undresses her in intensely pleasing low tones. He could be swearing as much as he usually does right now, but that wouldn't matter. It sounds like sex is coming out of his mouth, and Luci wishes she could do that. Such jealousy she's feeling right now.

And heat. Luci presses her back against the wall and rolls her hips into Xanxus. There's no question that what he's saying and doing is driving her absolutely insane.