Shannon's Dream POV:
Lucifer stretches his mane of blond hair like a lion of pride, bioluminescing like Pyrocystis lunela, the crescent moon shaped dinogflagellate I raised in high school who exhale cosmic blue photos in watery abyss of the sea, and he sighs into my hands, his sex enfolded in my palms, gills fluttering, eyes aglow, moaning as I kiss his manhood tenderly and whisper secrets to the rawhide of the Mourning Star.
