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It was early morning as he walked the newly rebuilt halls of the hotel, wasting time till he was needed to start whatever tasks on what would be just another wash-out of a day. Taking this walk through the empty areas to think over his plans for the day and for his freedom.
Though this was also a decent opportunity to learn the layout of the new building because while it slightly mirrored the old hotel, it was much grander and more elaborate than previously. He could curse Lucifer for that all he liked, but he did have to admit, and only to himself that this was better than the run-down halls that used to be here.
Making his way to the foyer, Alastor stopped to simply take in the silence that filled the space before the others could wake, or new entertainment could walk through those gilded doors. Since the extermination had happened and the hotel had been rebuilt, there had been a few new souls who dared try their hand at redemption.
Flicking open the small pocket watch he kept on himself, he figured he should probably head towards the kitchen to start on breakfast for the wayward souls that haunted these halls before they could wake. At least if he busied himself with that, his mind would be occupied from the stirring thoughts that plagued his mind because of his failures against Adam.
As he made his way down the grand stairs he caught a glance of a shadow moving across the front reception. Narrowing his eyes he silently made his way towards the poor soul. While he wasn’t sure if it was any of the current occupants, any soul that was intentionally sneaking about like this usually meant trouble, and how did he enjoy that so.
Using his shadows to move silently across the room, only stopping a few feet before the poor soul, rising up so he could look down at the sinner that was about to become his toy for the moment.
"Well, well, well what do we - " He started, but before he could finish, let alone even for the smaller sinner sneaking about to even see him, a joyful tune came from up above on the floor he had been occupying just barely a moment ago.
"Good morning! Oh do we have another guest Alastor?" Charlie happily chirped from where she stood.
Before Alastor could comprehend how he had missed Charlie walking into the room the sinner ran full force into him, seemingly having been startled and not having not noticed him looming in the way of its escape. The sound of glass shattering and a cool liquid soaking his clothes interrupted his train of thought. Without even a second spent to process the situation he let his body stretch out, antlers growing wildly and the sound of radio static screeching violently around him.
"You absolute cretin, you dare try and sneak through this hotel, and make a mess in the process" He bellowed as he picked up the sinner between two sharp talons.
He was about to devour the fool whole, if it hadn't been for Charlie rushing down the stairs and stopping him mid-way. "Wait Alastor! It was probably just an accident, he clearly didn't see you there!"
Narrowing his eyes, but not turning to look over to her as he knew as soon as he did he would be caught by those pleading eyes, to which he found harder and harder to say no to these days. Putting the sinner down, he let out a huff and returned to his normal size. Taking the time to look down at his now sullied jacket, as well as the glass shattered across the floor, a pink and slightly glittering substance spilled around it.
Looking back up to glare the sinner down, he took in how absolutely tiny and pathetic it was. The small creature was practically shaking, babbling nonsense from its jagged, gold toothed mouth. Though before he could say anything, let alone for Charlie to speak, it skittered off back through the front door.
Sighing Charlie turned to him, arms crossed. "Alastor, you can't just jump to violence straight away. That could have been someone that was looking for redemption."
Cocking an eyebrow at her he gave himself a second to calm himself. Cracking his neck as he finally turned to her as he tried his best to not sound as irritated as he was. "My dear, I apologize that was … a split second reaction to the defilement of my person. That sinner was clearly sneaking in here with bad intentions, which resulted in this mess all over me and the floor."
Looking down she finally seemed to catch onto the rest of the situation, which irritated him nonetheless. "Oh I'm so sorry! I didn't even notice that. Oh I was so caught up thinking we had a new resident, but I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions so fast!" Charlie blathered. Waving her hands like she simply didn't know where to put them, but at least she was well aware at least to not touch him.
"Now if you will excuse me I need to get changed out of this. I'll have Nifty clean this up right away." He started as he turned to leave. "Breakfast might be a little late as a result."
"Oh don't worry Alastor, I can get my dad to make breakfast today! Don't worry yourself about it" she chimed in, which left him annoyed, but it did mean one less thing to worry about.
"Much appreciated." He dryly replied before he decided to just shadow travel back to his room, not wanting to feel even more disgusted by whatever had been spilled all over him.
Having made it to his room, he grimaced at the feeling of his clothes sticking to him in an uncomfortable way. Unbuttoning and peeling off his overcoat, he lifted it slightly to catch a sniff of whatever substance could have possibly been spilled on him. Quickly tossing the coat as a sickly sweet scent wafted off the garment. Even as he stripped himself of his shirt, he couldn't get rid of the scent that now permeated the surrounding air. Making him feel repulsed, followed by the burn of something in his gut.
Still disgusted with how he felt, he decided he might as well go and take a shower as that sticky sensation hadn't left him even with everything that had faced the brunt of the spill now laying in a pile to be washed. Walking over towards his private bathroom he tossed the rest of his clothes with the others, figuring he could just deal with it all later even if the idea of leaving a mess on his floor was less than pleasant.
Turning on the shower so it could warm it up, he stared down at his scarred form. The injury from Adam still had not healed properly, but at least it was scabbed over enough that he wouldn't have to worry, even with the stitches that he had to give himself giving it an ugly, uneven look. He should have expected an angelic wound to be this annoying, but this really cut through his pride. Shaking the thoughts from his head he decided the water was likely warm enough, and stepped under the spray.
Taking care to wash carefully around the still healing wound, he scrubbed himself down where the liquid had seeped through his clothes. Though he had to stop when he realized the water was getting too hot for his liking, but even as he turned it down he realized it wasn't helping. Cranking the nob as far as he could the other way to try and alleviate the heat, but no matter how cold it got he couldn't shake the heat building in his body.
Claws scraping down the tiled walls as he stared forward blankly, mind reeling at what was making him feel like he was burning up from the inside. The heat hitting him in slow waves, making his body ache with an odd sensation he couldn't quite place. Lowering himself to the floor, he leaned his head back against the cool tile, and just let the cold water pour over him. He thought maybe it could be the wound reacting with his body, but it hadn't done that once in the time prior to this. It left him with too many questions, and a growing sense of panic.
Figuring that it wouldn't help just sitting in the shower, and that it was more likely to just make him sick, he moved to get up but found his legs unwilling to support him properly. Hauling himself up he slammed the shower head off and reached for a towel. It's as he went to wrap it around his waist that he found the source of the sickening sensation that had been building in his gut.
Standing tall, his cock jutting hard and already wet at the head. Staring down at it as if it were some alien attached to his hip he scrambled to comprehend how he had gotten to this point. The immediate feeling of disgust ran up his spine. Why was his body betraying him so much to the point that he now had to deal with a very unwarranted state of arousal. What had suddenly changed to make him have to be dealing with this kind of problem?
That's when it hit him, both the heat that sent him crumpling to the floor, and the realization of what had happened. It was the substance from earlier, he had been drugged. It most definitely in the stupidest way possible, but it had happened, and now he lay exposed and burning up on the floor because of it.
Cursing to himself he dragged his way up the sink countertop and ripped open the mirror cabinet in hopes maybe he could get something to help, but he knew it was hopeless. He just had to hope he could ride this out without any fuss. He would have to make sure that no one in the hotel could catch onto what was happening before he could get through this. After all, how long could it possibly last? He hadn't ingested it, nor had it been injected. There wasn't any way his skin had absorbed that much of it, though he might have to burn that set of clothing just in case.
Hard as it was he made his way to his bed on wobbly legs, crashing onto the surface with a groan. His body became more and more sensitive as the drug coursed through his body, making the ever present erection he was sporting ache all the more. He didn't even want to look down at his body betraying him, but he knew that if he didn't do anything it might last longer.
Taking a breath, he reached down and slowly wrapped his hands around his length and gave a slow stroke. Letting out a low groan in the back of his throat at the spark of pleasure that coursed through him at such a small touch. He realized his body must have become more sensitive from the drug, which didn't make him feel any better about the situation.
He didn't enjoy feeling like he wasn't in control of the situation, but at the same time there was a small budding thought in his head. That he needed this, that he needed to fill something to sate his desires. This was never something he had ever truly thought about as fulfilling his base desires wasn't something that interested him on a day to day basis. Sex was not a topic he poached with interest, but his body was screaming at him for more than he could give himself.
Throwing an arm over his eyes in frustration at the tension that was building in him, he tried to use his imagination to push himself over, but found himself unsuccessful. Turning his head as he could hear his shadow snickering in his head he threw a pillow in the direction of the creature, even though he knew it would do nothing to it.
"Oh piss off you useless beast. Like I would enjoy this at all. Why don't you go find something better to entertain yourself with!" He cursed at it, wondering why he had to deal with a shadow that seemed to have a mind of its own half the time. Little did he think of how it might have been a bad idea to give the creature ideas.
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While Lucifer was slightly annoyed at the short notice from Alastor having decided to skip out on his morning duties, he couldn't say no to his darling daughter. He could never say no to those puppy eyes. Though he guessed it was fair since it seemed like the deer sinner had gotten into a bit of a mess this morning and needed to clean himself up. Jokes on him for just not snapping his fingers and into some clean clothes.
Either way he didn't mind making pancakes for breakfast, especially for all of Charlie's friends. It gave him more time to get along with them without having to awkwardly slide into a conversation, because he hadn't been doing so great with that so far. Though it's as his daughter says, "you gotta start somewhere, and progress takes work!"
Watching almost everyone of the original hotel guests pile in, he made sure to say good morning to every one of them, even if it only resulted in a short wave from some of them, it was still better than the never ending silence that had been at the palace. Shaking his head of the thought, he brought over plates piled high with as many types of pancakes he could think of, since he wasn’t exactly sure on everyone's favorites just yet. Seeing everyone dig in did bring a smile to his face, though he did realize the tall pink one was missing.
Not seconds later he watched him walk in, but with a look of apprehension on his face. "Hey Charlie, by any chance was Val here?" He meekly asked, almost looking over his shoulder as if the devil himself would pop out. The thought almost making Lucifer chuckle.
"No Angel, I wouldn't let him in even if he tried. Why do you ask?" Charlie asked, worry for her friend clearly written across her face. Though the way she replied made Lucifer wonder if she was making an exemption to her dream of redemption for all sinners.
Biting his lip, Angel sat down next to Husk who pushed a plate of strawberry pancakes in front of his friend before stealing the bowl of whipped topping and syrup for him. "Sorry it's just that as soon as I stepped into the lobby all I could smell was … the smell of the smoke he often blows around. Can't mistake it for anything else." Angel replied as he silently thanked Husk and started on his breakfast.
Charlie hummed for a second before giving a small frown "There was a strange sinner in the hotel this morning, but Alastor spooked him off after he bumped into him. Maybe the scent just came off of him, he did drop something too so maybe it was just that?"
"Maybe…" Angel quietly replied, still slightly on edge about it all. Taking it upon himself, Lucifer set about making a special strawberry banana smoothie to calm his nerves, which got him a happy thank-you. He assured him it was no problem and that they should enjoy breakfast before it got cold.
As he was just about to bite into his own breakfast, but quickly found out his pancakes were missing, and the sight of a snickering shadow holding the plate he had made specially for himself. "Hey asshole, if you got enough time to play tricks, you can come down and get your own food you lazy deer." He cursed as he leapt for his food.
The shadow quickly evaded him, silently laughing to itself as it held the plate aloft. "Oh that's just his shadow dad! It can kind of move on its own, it's probably just fetching food for Alastor." Charlie chimed in as he continued to chase the shadow.
"He should have come down for his own plate, but fine if that's how it's going to be I'll deliver it my damn self" he huffed which seemed to be enough for the shadow as he set down the plate and watched the short king set about making a plate with what he thought the other would actually eat.
"Are you sure that's a good idea? You two get along like a house on fire." Husk interjected, watching the shadow to see if it would react to his words, but it simply ignored him.
"Nah, that way if he gets cranky at least it's just at me, and not any of you" Lucifer hummed as if he couldn't care less what that overgrown fawn would say about it.
"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you. He doesn't like people in his space" Husk shrugged, turning back to his breakfast.
Whistling to himself as he made the long trek to Alastor's room and radio tower, he used that time to think of what witty remark he could make towards the sinner about his lack
of punctuality and how childish he was for sending his shadow to fetch him breakfast. Looking back at said shadow following him, he wasn't sure what to think of the creature. It was clearly part of the other man, but from what he had seen and what the others told him it had a bit of its own personality if not some free will. Kind of freaked him out a bit, but as long as it didn’t bring trouble for his darling and her hotel, he could overlook it.
Finally making it to the large red door that led to the radio demon's room, he watched the shadow sneak under the door and the sound of a lock being opened. Raising an eyebrow at that he thought about knocking to announce himself, but said screw it. Anything the demon could throw at him, he could take. Though maybe he had spoken too soon, because once he walked through the door he certainly found himself surprised.
There in the middle of the bed was said demon and extremely nude at that, the only part that wasn’t visible to him was his eye’s, as the other mad had them obscured by the arm draped over his face. What was very visible was the large and leaking erection, slowly being stroked by its owner. He could hear the rough breathing and static crackling off him from the door at each agonizing stroke.
It seemed like the other hadn’t even heard the door open, and while he was very much within his right to leave, Lucifer just couldn’t make himself turn away and make it seem like he was never there in the first place. He couldn’t though. The sight was just something else, and it had him wanting to see more.
While he had never really thought much about the other demon, besides how irritating he was. There was something about Alastor that drew him in. Was it the other's determination to get under his skin, or was it the fascinating way this man presented himself to people that had him curious. Either way he wasn’t just about to let an opportunity to get under the other's skin and maybe get closer to him just slip through his fingers. So he made his decision and locked the door behind him as he stepped closer to the other.
He watched as Alastor’s breath hitched at an especially hard pull, and it had Lucifer wanting to replace that hand with his own and show the other how much he could really take his breath away. Before he could even make a noise, he watched the other’s shadow fold itself underneath Alastor’s body, bringing its claws up and lightly dragging it down the scared length of the man's chest. Which resulted in a beautiful display of the other arching his body into, and the sharp desire of lust coursing down Lucifer's spine.
It was then when Alastor went to turn and curse at the clearly deviant shadow that he was caught. Like a deer caught in the headlights the taller man just stared at him, almost as if he was hallucinating that he was here. It didn’t take long before the other man was hissing at him, struggling to save some of his dignity, not that Lucifer thought he had any left.“You! What are you doing in here!”
Lucifer watched as the other finally managed to cover himself up, but it didn’t hide the fact he was flushed and sweating heavily. He couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, which only made the other return it with a growl.
“I thought I would be ever so nice and bring you up a lovingly made breakfast since your little shadow was ever so keen on stealing mine. While I wasn’t expecting this, I am never one to turn down dinner and a show!” He chuckled, very much enjoying the look of sheer detest thrown at both him and the shadow laughing to itself.
Hearing the other crack his neck in a way that disturbed him just so slightly, he watched the other claw for his staff only to end up getting caught on the blankets he was using to hide himself in. Once he finally grasped it, Alastor pointed it at him, likely to use it as a focal point to summon his tentacles and throw him out of the room. Only none of that happened, making the sinner curse and toss down the staff in a rage.
Tilting his head at the action, Lucifer's own grin grew. “Oh my having a little impotence problem? Surely a man of your age shouldn’t be having this kind of trouble in the bedroom.”
The look of absolute malice that was thrown his way was well worth it. “Isn’t it a little beneath your station to be a call-girl.” Alastor tried to bark back, but it only made the overall situation even more entertaining for him.
“Oh so does that make you the sad and lonely man looking for some attention because they can’t get it any other way, hmm?” Lucifer chirped, “Because this certainly looks like a situation where one could be desperate enough to beg for attention from a ‘call-girl’ as you put it”
Slowly Lucifer walked his way towards the bed that the other occupied, placing down the plate he had made up for the other on the side table. “I think I could be convinced if you ask nicely to help you out, I’m in a good mood at the moment and I think we both come out of this with something.” He cooed as he sat at the edge of the bed. While he knew Alastor was in a precarious situation and more likely to be influenced in his decision from whatever was inflicting him, he would not do anything without the other's consent. He was the king of hell, not a monster.
It looked like Alastor was considering his question for a second, at least until the other began laughing so hard it looked like he would cry. “Oh this is too good! Our ever royal highness is here offering his services to a poor sinner like myself, the comedy does write itself.” The man jeered before calming himself to stare him down, “Why would I want your help? You think I would stoop so low as to let you touch me in such a way.”
Raising an eyebrow Lucifer could only wonder in amazement as the other tried to keep himself together, using words to try and hide how desperate his body clearly was. He could smell the musk coming off of the other, and it was driving him wild, but he had to make the other let him in first before he could wreck him.
“Why? Because your body is making it very clear how much you want this.” Lucifer purred as he crawled towards the other, slowly backing him into the headboard, leaving only inches between the two of them. Tracing a finger down the other's scared and sweaty chest, he let his nail drag ever so slowly down. “Don’t tell me you aren’t curious about it. After all I had to be good at something to steal both Eve and Lilith from Adam.” He said with bated breath, liking his lip in anticipation.
He could see the cogs in Alastor’s head turning, and the heat rising in his cheeks before the ever present poker face returned. “You couldn’t have been that good, she still left.” Alastor grinned.
“Tsk tsk Alastor, that is a low blow. Now how about you decide sooner rather than later, because I don’t have all day, and I can just leave you here to tend to yourself. Who knows how long that might take, hours? Days? Do you want to be stuck in here, or would you like to take a bite of the apple?” Lucifer had to win this one, he had come too far to lose out now, and Alastor would certainly hold it over his head if he backed out after being so persistent.
It looked like the other was actually considering it for a second as he patiently watched him, though he should have been paying more attention to the rest of him as Alastor’s hands came up and managed to topple him backwards, seating himself on top. The blanket slipping to the wayside so that the other was bare to him again. “A bite you say? Well I’m never one to turn down a treat.” Alastor grinned before sharp teeth sank into the only exposed skin on him, that being his arm as he had taken his jacket off earlier to cook.
“Holy shit.” Was the only coherent thing Lucifer could think to say as he watched golden ichor drip down his arm from where the other's teeth were lodged into his flesh. Finally catching up with the moment he used the other's weakened form to get himself back on top. “Give a man a warning would you.” He cursed.
Looking up at him, Alastor held a shit eating grin on his face as he brought a hand up to wipe some of the blood from his lips and lick it off his fingers. “Divine” he purred as he stared up with a mischievous look. “If I can get more of this, I might be inclined to let you help me this one time.”
Giving a look of disbelief as he watched the other's tongue curl around those long fingers, Lucifer needed a second to think over the offer before returning it with a cocky grin. “My it seems as if I’ve found our great overlord's weakness, but you have yourself an agreement.”
Whatever Alastor might have been about to say died on his tongue as Lucifer dragged his hand down the other's sternum to grasp the hard length that had caught his attention in the first place. As he stroked the other he kissed up Alastors neck, nipping along his pulse and to his jaw. “What a lovely creature you are.” He purred as he watched the poor sinner gasp at the sudden stimulation.
“How about you put that mouth to better use than all that blathering” Alastor groaned out as Lucifer sped up his strokes, teasing the leaking head of the cock at every other stroke to help lubricate his hand.
Smirking at the suggestion, he slowly lowered himself down, coming to a stop when his face was just mere inches from the throbbing length. “Oh you would love that wouldn’t you.” Lucifer smirked back as he brought his mouth just above the tip. Letting his forked tongue tease the other, while he kept his gaze locked on Alastor. Enjoying the look of pure lust visible on his face, which really didn’t help the straining feeling in his pants.
Snapping his fingers he vanished his clothes before taking the demon's length into his mouth, bobbing his head at an even pace so he could get himself used to the feel of him in his mouth. It was just too bad that Alastor couldn’t seem to hold himself together long enough to last more than a few seconds before blowing his load, surprising Lucifer as he choked trying to swallow it all down.
Pulling back he wiped at his mouth, glowering down at the demon before him. “You really don’t like to give warnings do you? This is twice now.” He huffed as he sat himself onto the other's lap. “I guess I’m that good though, eh?” Lucifered chuckled.
Watching Alastor catch his breath, he reached down to grasp himself to help take the edge off the building pressure that had been growing in his own loins. “Fuck, do you know how delicious you are.” He smiled as he teased himself, letting the sinner watch the slow stroke of his hand. Almost returning the gesture from earlier, even if that had been an accident. “I’m going to enjoy wrecking you.”
That seemed to startle the other, making Alastor pin his ears backwards. “You did what was needed! You can leave.” He barked out.
Cocking his head as he let go of himself, and moved his hands down to grasp at Alastors hips. “Oh did you think this was over because you came? Not even close, besides you still seem to be hard. So I guess I can take my joke back from earlier.” Lucifer mused as he watched the other look down to see that he was still in fact very much hard again, even after having just orgasmed.
He couldn’t tell what Alastor was thinking, but the look in his eyes made him feel that the other was being overwhelmed by what was happening to himself. He knew he had to get the sinner to focus on something else, so he figured he would put his mouth to use in another way.
Moving to the side and regaining the demon's attention with his movement, he saw that the other looked as if he was about to ask something, but it died on his lips as Alastor found himself flipped over. A pillow quickly inserted underneath him to keep his hips up. He did struggle, but Lucifer kept a firm grasp on his hips. “What in hell’s name are you doing!?” He screeched.
“Well you said to put my mouth to use, and that’s what I’m doing.” He smiled as he caught sight of something he hadn’t even noticed before. There at the tail end of his spine was a small, but fluffy looking tail. “Well now what do we have here.” Lucifer mused as he gently grasped the tail, earning him a quiet moan, and then quickly followed up with a growl of annoyance.
“How cute” Lucifer muttered to himself as he positioned his face to the other’s rear. “Just relax bambi, you're going to enjoy this before I show you what it is to take the king of hell to bed.” He grinned before taking no time at all to tease the other's tight entrance. Using his long tongue to lather and dip into the hole.
All Lucifer could hear from between Alastor clenching thighs were muffled moans as he continued to tease and probe. Making sure to gently play with the quivering tail just
above him. He knew from experience how sensitive that kind of limb could get, and he was glad he had been the one to find out Alastor had this kind of weakness, as before today he would have never known he actually had a tail to begin with.
He could feel Alastor clench around his tongue as he pushed forward more, losing himself to the pleasure as his hooved feet failed to find traction to press into him more. If he hadn’t been hard before, Lucifer certainly was now. His cock aching to be touched, but he needed both his hands for this, especially since the other could barely keep himself still. Which gave him a wicked idea.
Letting his full form out, he brought his tail around and pushed under Alastor hips. Using his tail to wrap around the sinner’s cock and stroke it in time with his tongue. It earned him the most delicious guttural groan. It loosened up the other's body enough where he could bring up his hand and easily insert at least two fingers.
Alastor was crying out now, and it was just music to Lucifer's ears. He almost wished he could record this for later, but he knew that would go down badly if the other realized it.
Instead he focused on ingraining every second to memory. Every little groan, and every luscious moan he could rip from the demon’s sharp lips.
It wasn’t long before he could feel the other tensing up again, clearly ready to come again. So he sped up the thrusting of his fingers, even adding another as he felt the other could take it. It was with a sputtered moan that Alastor reached his peak yet again, to which Lucifer withdrew his tail and fingers so he didn’t overstimulate him too hard. He simply ran his hand slowly over the other's back as the sinner came down from his high.
When he could see that the other's breathing had slowed down he gently flipped Alastor back over, taking in the flushed and drooling mess that he had made of the other man. “Quite the picture you paint Alastor, all undone and just a lovely mess all from that.”
Alastor just stared him down as he moved to toss the poor pillow that had taken the brunt of his orgasm off the bed. “To think I let such an uncouth bastard into my bed.” Snarled to man before resting his head back on a pillow and letting out a deep sigh, which Lucifer guessed was just to collect himself and not just fly off the handle.
“Well if your acting this prissy I would think you were starting to feel better, but your body seems to still disagree on that.” Lucifer chuckled as he pet along the other's thighs, slowly inserting himself between them, and pushing the legs up so they bent to give him better leverage for what was to come.
Grumbling back at him, Lucifer couldn’t help but find this situation cute in a way. While he knew Alastor was tolerating a lot from him right now, he couldn’t help but feel that the other was at least enjoying something out of this. Though he knew better to expect much to change between them afterwards. Which was why he had to enjoy this situation as much as he could before the walls went back up between them.
Watching Alastor carefully, he snapped a bottle of lube into his hands and generously coated his finger before coating his own cock thoroughly. Pressing two of the coated fingers in he watched as the other arched into it, letting out a low whine.
“Damn it Lucifer if your going to fuck me, just get it over with.” The other cursed, the sound of radio static growing ever louder the more frustrated he got.
“Now, now Alastor you don’t rush at this kind of thing. While some might think you deserve it, I wouldn’t dare hurt you like this.” Lucifer calmly replied. While he did enjoy rough housing himself, he didn’t want to make his first and probably only chance at doing this so bad that the other resented him for it.
His only response was an almost soft whimper that he wouldn’t have caught if he hadn’t been listening, he couldn’t help but smile at that. Poor man has probably never gotten this kind of attention, so hearing it aloud like that was probably a shock.
Feeling like he had opened up the other enough, he lined himself up. Slowly pushing into the tight heat of the other. He had to center himself, as the temptation to just slam into him was just so hard to resist. The way the other squeezed around him sent a spark through him. He slightly cursed at himself though because he probably wouldn’t feel so desperate if it hadn’t been so long since he had done this kind of thing.
“Fuck your so tight Alastor.” He groaned as he finally bottomed out, making Alastor let out a desperate cry of pleasure. He gave the other a second to catch his breath before starting a slow even pace. He would have kept that rhythm for a little longer if claws hadn’t have pulled him down and legs wrapped around his back, forcing him to stop while fully seated in the other.
Looking up Alastors face was just a mere few inches from his, grin splitting his face and pupils shaped like the gauges on his radio. “iF YOuR GoiNG To FUCKKK mE, DO iT!” The demon screeched at him.
Lucifer just stared back in shock for a second before catching himself. “Fine you want it hard, I’ll give you it.” He snarled back before setting a brutal pace. Hips slapping hard into Alastor’s, the sound echoing hard in the room. While he wasn’t going to deny that he enjoyed slamming into the other, he had wanted to build up to this point. Though the sounds being pulled from the sinners lips were absolute music to his ears, and only spurred him on harder.
“You like that demon? Being shown your place, huh? Submitting to your KING!” Lucifer howled, his horns, tail elongating from him, as his wings spread out behind him. It was at this moment Alastor looked back up, drool dripping down his face and eye’s glazed over with a burning lust.
The other let out a broken laugh as he leaned up closer. “And I thought I was losing myself” He said between thrusts before licking his lips and biting into the skin just at the base of Lucifer’s neck. Cursing out, Lucifer only doubled his efforts as Alastor licked and bit at him.
While Alastor released his teeth from around him, he could see the dazed but satisfied look on the other's face. “You enjoyed that way to much” Lucifer huffed, watching the other lick at his lips, tempted to see if he could get away with kissing the other. Though he guessed he had been too obvious as Alastor stared him down for a second as if thinking something over, then crashing his lips into his.
While he had hoped for it, the quickness of the other caught Lucifer off guard for a second. Quickly he caught himself and pushed his tongue into the other mouth, feeling the other’s sharp teeth nick against his tongue clearly on purpose. That or Alastor simply didn’t know how to kiss very well, either way he put all he had into it until the other ended the kiss, blood seeping from his broken lip caused by the other’s sharp teeth. Panting into his shoulder, Alastors claws swept up his back, lightly cutting into him up until those claws found the base of the lowest set of his wings. Slowly wrapping around where they protruded from his back and scratching his nails into soft feathers that ran along the base.
Letting out a sharp gasp, he willed his wings away as the action had forced a sputtered thrust from him, and a deep moan from the body beneath him. “Hmm looks like I’m not the only sensitive one.” Alastor purred, hooking his claws back into him now that his wings were gone.
“You bastard” Lucifer huffed under his breath as he raised himself onto his knees, bringing Alastor’s waist upwards. Making the other glance up in confusion. “I’ll show you who you're playing with.”
With that Lucifer set a brutal pace, pounding down into Alastor with everything he had. It seemed to have it’s desired effect as he watched the other's eye’s roll backwards, Claws digging into his back as he pressed into Alastor hard and fast. Making the bed creak at the ferocity of it.
He couldn’t take his eye’s off of Alastor though, watching as tears welled up at the corner of his eyes, and that ever present grin twisting in pleasure but the corners of his lips never managing to turn the other way. It was strange to him, but the man underneath him was as strange as they get.
Brining up a hand, he wiped away a stray tear from the corner of Alastors eye, which brought the other back to present so that they could look at him. “You know, you can be handsome when you aren’t trying to degrade me.” Lucifer mused, which made Alastor sputter in response, but before he could respond Lucifer managed to thrust into a sensitive spot, making the garbled static sounds he had already been making increase tenfold. Almost throwing Lucifer off his rhythm.
“Damn it bambi, I love hearing you come undone, but chill on the radio wave sounds.” He said, shaking his head as he bent down to get closer to the other. “Though with how you reacted, maybe you want me to degrade you, huh?”
“Like saying how filthy you are for getting so wet for me.” He started, making Alastor glare at him.
“I simply adore how your body takes me so well, it was almost like you were made for me. Squeezing me oh so perfectly. Almost like you are enjoying this more then you are letting on to.” Lucifer grinned, grabbing hold of Alastors cock, so that he could stroke it in time with his thrust, which he had slowed down so that he could punctuate his words with hard thrusts, slowly pulling back, just to slam back in.
Watching with a cooked grin he enjoyed watching Alastor face turn a deep shade of red, while still hissing at him through the radio waves. “Fuck you.” The other managed to say between the well placed thrusts.
“Hmm maybe another time.” He simply replied as he nipped at Alastors neck, not biting enough to draw blood, but enough that it would leave marks. Which he knew would piss the other off later.
While he couldn’t see Alastors face, he could feel the other seize up at the comment. Turning his face to the other, he could tell that had intrigued the sinner.
“You would like that wouldn’t you? Putting me in my place underneath you, like how I have you now. Crying out to come after being edged endlessly. Using those tentacles of your on me.” Lucifer purred as he gave an especially torturous stroke to Alastors cock, making him cry out.
“I bet you can picture it in your head. Me on all fours as you pound into me hard, not giving me time to catch my breath between thrusts.” He started, building up his pace again. “Making me call out your name like a bitch in heat.”
While he was saying this to mess with Alastor, he found himself getting into the idea more and more. Thinking maybe if the other was still being afflicted by that potion, that he could take a ride on the thick cock. Fuck he was drooling just thinking about it.
The look of intrigue passed over the other's face before turning back into his usual grin of an expression. “Fuck, you’re some real kind of pervert aren’t you. Asking me what I would do to you, while you're fucking me? How immoral of our king.” Alastor laughed between moans.
“Who even says there will be a next time” Alastor continued..
Cocking an eyebrow down at Alastor he slid a claw up to grasp the other’s face. “Oh I know there will be a next time, it’s just about who cracks first.” Lucifer mused
“Now how about you come for me. I can tell your close.” He purred, placing his hand over Alastor’s throat lightly. Not enough to cut oxygen off, but just enough to be a warning of sorts. The sinner reacted beautifully to it, squeezing down on him more than he already had. He knew if he didn’t make the other come now, he might just blow first.
It was almost as if that had been the tipping point, as not a few seconds later Alastor arched into him, coming hard over himself and Lucifer’s hand. He gave a few more good thrusts into the other before Lucifer found himself coming as well. Their heated breaths mixing as they both stilled to catch themselves after all that.
While he was reluctant to do so, he removed himself from Alastor and plopped down next to him in the bed. Sending a few stray feathers flying making him wonder if those had been his or from the bed.
Lucifer broke the silence first as he turned slightly to face the other. “How you feeling over there bambi?” He smiled, bringing his hand up to trail it across the other’s sweaty skin, only to have it slapped away.
“Firstly do not call me by that, and secondly you can leave now. Whatever that was afflicting me has clearly passed.” Alastor huffed, his voice flat and missing his radio static.
Frowning, Lucifer pulled himself up so that he was cross-legged and looking down at the radio demon. “That’s too bad, because honestly I was hoping for at least one more round.” He said, cocking his head with a grin.
This only got him a glare in return, but the other hadn’t moved to forcibly expel him yet, so he took that as a good sign.
Finally Alastor sat up, looking down at his sweaty and sex stained body. “Disgusting” He muttered under his breath, before standing up on unsteady feet, walking his way back to the bathroom.
“Oh, we could definitely continue this in the bathroom if you know what I mean.” Lucifer chirped, already getting up to follow.
Alastor turned to him with a crack of his neck, face splitting and green magic spilling out around him. “What do you not understand about GET OUT!” He screeched before summoning tentacles and in one fell swoop, tossing a naked Lucifer out the door of his room.
Catching himself as he hit the floor he, turned to the door as it slammed in his face. “Gee not even a thanks!” He yelled before snapping himself into some clothes and fixing up his tussled hair. While he was mad about being tossed out the door, he was pleased with himself for this little romp. He just hoped that there was a chance at another in the future.
“Well guess I better get back downstairs and see if anything needs to be cleaned up.” He hummed, turning to head back towards the kitchen, whistling a tune to himself as he went.
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Sitting back in his chair, hand furiously pumping his hard cock, he could hear his fans roaring to cool his over heating body as he watched the video footage on loop. Drool dripping down the side of his monitor while he imagined himself in the scene instead of the short king that currently had his tongue inches deep into the man he had been obsessing with for years.
At first he had been amazed that he was actually catching sustainable footage of the radio demon on his drones albeit a little fuzzy, but it soon changed to pure lust as he watched the other debase himself in ways that Vox never imagined Alastor would with another.
Of course when Lucifer had shown up, he was pissed. As it continued, he realized he could use this to fuel his deep fantasies about the other sinner. It would fuel the fire in him that he usually tried to suffocate, because usually when he spiraled into this obsession it ended up with his system going haywire at worst, and needing to reboot at worst.
Just as he was getting back to the best part in his opinion, his phone began going off. Glancing over at it he gave a frustrated growl and paused the video. He knew if he ignored Val for too long, the idiot would come storming into his office, and even though he knew that the other would take the opportunity at hand, he would also mock him about his stalking. He also didn’t need his associate seeing this video in the least bit.
Accepted the call he immediately regretted it as Val proceed to start screaming and squeaking into the receiver. Boy did he really hate dealing with this mans fits at times.
“CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT FUCKING IDIOT!!” Valentino started. ”I worked hard to get that shit made, and what does this bastard do? Fucking drops it, and runs away without fucking doing what they were paid to do.”
Sighing Vox rested his head on the back of his chair. “What did you expect from some pathetic sinner that had to have the plan explained to him multiple times.”
“FUCK OFF. That waste of breath couldn’t even tell me who he ran into. That shit was meant for Angel, and this idiot wasted my only bottle.”
Rolling his eye’s he glanced back at the paused video, narrowing his eyes as ideas started forming behind his monitor. “Listen Val, maybe keep it to in house testing before trying to drug people not in the studio. Remember, you need to keep this on the down low. You don’t need the Sin of Lust breathing down your neck for this.”
There was silence on the other end for a few seconds before Val finally replied. “Fine, but I’m not happy about this. Make it up to me won’t you cariño?” Val purred from the other end of the line.
Looking between his phone and the video, he weighed his options before choosing. Saving the video to deep in his hard drive, and under password locks so only he could access it he turned back to the phone. “Fine. Meet me in the flat in five, or you won’t get a thing from me.”
“Splendid.” Was all the other said before hanging up the call.
Getting out of his chair and fixing himself up, he couldn’t help the grin that stretched across his face. He couldn’t have been happier with what he got, seeing Alastor submitting and being used gave him nothing but joy, even if he knew it was done in an underhanded way. Still it didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy what came out of it, and maybe it could come in handy later if he needed blackmail material.
Maybe he could create an ‘accident’ for Alastor to get into where he was the only one to help him out. The idea sending a jolt of arousal to his already straining cock. For now he would have to make do with what he had.