ThugWorkout wrote:
Gabbie grinned and nodded her head. “The fluffiest of socks, you always keep my toesies warm after all.” There was nothing she loved more than pressing her ice cold toes to his legs when she was particularly chilly and Connor had gotten used to it by now. They were pulling some wicked moves and having the time of her life but she was feeling a bit sweaty, so the idea of the photo booth sounded right up her street. “I’ll just grab us some drinks.” She told him, grabbing herself a gin and tonic and himself a large beer, she carefully carried them over to where he was waiting for her in the photo booth and she sat herself on his knee, her dress blooming up a little bit and she looked kind of ridiculous but if she couldn’t do it on her wedding day, when could she?
Dymitrius gave her his biggest grin, his teeth like a shark as he looked down at her, dancing along with her. “I think I’d look awesome in heels, maybe I’ll invest in a pair to tower over the rest of the tribe in meetings, really stand out?” He suggested, smirking, but he nodded and he let go of her hands giving her a kiss and he watched her walk off to the devil. Jesus that felt dangerous but what harm would he cause at his own daughters wedding? That’s when he spotted Sasha and he headed over to her, tapping her gently on the side with his hand. “Hey, do you fancy a chat for a second? I think we’ve got a lot to catch up on.” He had his friendliest grin on his face when he said it to her, keeping it civil. She agreed and he led her along to the foyer bit once he’d got himself another rum and coke.
Lucifer was happily watching everyone and everything, his daughter seemed so happy, he was glad he had given his blessing to Connor, it seemed she was living her best life with him. But his eyes landed in Luna and they turned a perfect ruby red colour and he stood up, taking her hand And walking to the dance floor with her, everything about him was an allure and he could practically smell the dark magic radiating through her veins, it was the thing that had attracted him to her all those years ago. “How is life treating you, miss Farley? I see you got yourself a rather nice werewolf, hows that going for you?” His smirk was dirty and naughty.