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They’d been bickering the entire day, about everything from who was better at breathing to who was the better dad. Alastor didn’t care about Lucifer’s complaining that Charlie only had one dad. Their banter got louder and louder, until the other inhabitants of the hotel had left on a “Spontaneous Bonding” trip.
“You know… It’s a shame you fall short with your measly parenting.” The Overlord chuckled, his ever present smile a tad sharper than usual. “It’s a miracle you even have a child to fail.” Red eyes glinting with wicked enjoyment, voice smug as he taunted the King.
“Making her was the easy part, it was being a single dad that was the hard part.” Lucifer admitted lowly, before straightening up and with a smile rivaling Alastor’s saying loudly, “At least I have a child, something you don’t have. She hasn’t called you ‘Dad’ after all.” Radio static crackled as the demon leant down to push their faces together.
“Fuck you.” Alastor snarled, noise bending from the contact, just like their first meeting. He briefly wondered if Mimzy would show up again.
“Is that an invitation?” Lucifer asked, his voice dropping slightly and taking a step closer so they weren’t leaning on each other's heads as much. “I bet I could have you purring before the night is over, it is how I became a dad after all.” His tongue darted out, quick as a snake, giving a flick on the cannibal’s teeth.
Sharp teeth snapped too slow at the tongue, narrowly missing it. “A bet, hmm? What would the winner get?” The Radio Demon asked before slotting himself completely against the smaller, chest to head, forcing the King to crane his neck upwards.
“The winner, being me, gets to see you cock drunk out of your mind. Bred like a good little buck.” The sultry voice and look Lucifer gave Alastor made him understand why he was the first temptation of mankind, coupled with the filthy words as well.
“And what makes you sure you’ll win this wager?” Clawed hands slid around the slim waist of the King, grabbing loosely. “And that you’ll be the one bending me over?” The hands grabbed tightly, pressing them closer together if that was possible.
“Ohoho I will win this, just like how I will eat you out until you’re begging for my cock to fill you up.” Lucifer purred, grinding his hips slightly against the other’s thigh as he spoke. “I’ll be in my room if you want this.” With the grace of a swan he dived out of the demon’s grasp, and walked up the stairs.
Alastor didn’t have to think twice, hell he didn’t even think once before he used his shadows to get to the brightest room in the hotel. No King in the room yet, he decided to stay behind the door in wait. He felt warm heat settle in his groin, along with an anticipation of what was offered in the bet even if he lost.
The demon didn’t even care if it was implied he couldn’t win this time, he’d lose happily this once. He’d win another time, even if it would just be a win in a verbal fight. Alastor dialed down his background feedback, wanting his prey to think there was no one in the room.
Ears twitching as he heard footsteps in the hallway, slow leisurely thuds on the wooden flooring, steadily making its way to the room. Alastor took in a deep breath, steeling himself against the wall in anticipation. He held that breath until the door opened, let out the air as he pounced before it could close.
There was a loud yell and then a grunt as they slammed into the floor. Limbs tangled in the tumble, bruises forming on both of them as Alastor attempted to pin him down, while Lucifer wiggled out of his hands every time he thought the grip was secure.
Lucifer eventually managed to get them turned around, pinning the taller into the plush carpet. If he used a little bit of his powers it was no one's business. “So, ready to lose the bet just like you lost this attack?” Even if Alastor couldn’t see the smirk, he knew it was there by the tone.
Alastor had ended up on his knees with his chest pinned down by the smaller being, he felt lightheaded like never before. No previous tussle had made him feel like his skin was tingling with heavy want. Like he actually wanted to lose the stupid bet.
“Who said I lost?” The Overlord shifted slightly, to look over his shoulder with a feral grin stretching over his face. “So far I’m not purring.” Alastor thanked whatever entity for his tail being tucked into his pants, else he knew it'd be betraying him by straining upwards to show off.
“I’ll have you purring before the night is over, alright.” Lucifer said darkly, as he ground their hips together, exhaling harshly at the rough friction. “Let me take my time, my deer” Admiring how perfectly they fit together, even clothed, Lucifer couldn’t help the growl in his throat at the sight.
“You know the stoplight system?” Lucifer asked softly, at Alastor’s shake he explained. “I’ll check in, you can also say it anytime, but I’ll check in occasionally asking for a color. Green is for you’re good, keep going. Yellow is if you need a break, be it to take a breather or if we need to change something. Red is to stop, I will stop as soon as you say red.”
Understanding flicked across the demon’s face, as well as a light blush. “You could eat me and I’d like it. As long as I get to eat you as well.” Bared teeth snapping after the sentence, “Green for now, are you all talk and no action?”
Alastor was grinning at him, but his ears were pressed tightly down, with soft little sighs at each drag at his backside. A low gasp came out as the Devil untucked his shirt from the black pants, allowing a slender hand to softly caress the red happy trail.
“I can’t wait to devour you whole” The King ground down harshly, using his hand on Alastor’s lower stomach to hold them tightly together. “To breed you until you only know the feeling of my seed flowing down your thighs.” The Radio Demon thrusted back against him, eyes hooded with a heat behind them.
“A lot of talk for a little man” Alastor could feel he wasn’t tiny, but he wasn’t enormous either. He just wanted to get a rise out of him. “Makes one wonder how you became a daddy-oooh!” The sudden stinging pain of claws lightly slicing his stomach made him cry out, arching into it as his breath became heavy.
“I’ll gladly show you how, but first I have a bet to win.” Lucifer swiftly stood up, hauling up his taller partner with him in a show of strength. “Color?” He asked as he steadied them on their feet, looking up to check in.
“Green, make me fucking bleed more and I will do the same to you.” Alastor practically ripped his jacket off, the smell of his blood making his blood boil hotly. “Make me remember this by the sting when I brush against anything tomorrow.” His voice was much more statically than Lucifer had ever heard it, he wanted to break that static.
“Oh you will remember this when you can’t walk” The Devil purred while throwing his own clothes off to join the growing pile of red clothes, making the pile be a mess of red, white and a singular rubber duck. “Stay there George.” The duck got turned around to look away from the room.
Alastor huffed a short lived laugh, not expecting the short king to push him onto the bed, making him sit on the edge. Their erections had softened during the lull of activity, but the heat was still present in his stomach. Especially when he got to see all the skin on display, all for him to bite and mark.
“Hope you won’t mind if I take a bite out of you tonight, you look good enough to eat” The cannibal said, licking his lips while looking at the soft belly in front of him, before dropping down to see… Was his eyes deceiving him? Whatever God existed, Alastor hoped they wouldn’t be cruel to tease him with those ridges just for them to not be there. His ears perked right up as his eyes zeroed in.
“As long as you don’t bite my dick and balls, eat away.” Lucifer laughed, thinking about how the demon in front of him had the perfect doe eyes in the moment. “Enjoying the view?” He reached down to stroke himself a couple times to show off.
“I’ve decided you are going to fuck me today.” Alastor quickly said, hands grabbing onto the milky white thighs, watching as the cock in front of him grew to full hardness. Ridges lining around the girth of it, connecting by the head and getting more prominent the closer to the base they got. “I still won’t lose our bet, though.”
Lucifer laughed a short harsh laugh, before letting go of his dick to grab his partner’s jaw. “I’ll have you purring before I’ve even fucked you properly.” Bending down to almost kiss Alastor he said, “I will have you purr on my tongue, before having you scream on my cock fucking you full”
The kiss wasn’t soft in any way. Teeth scraping against each other, nicking their lips occasionally. Alastor moaned at the small amount of blood mixing, he’d never tasted anything like it. The iron taste of his own blood mixing with a sweet indescribable earthiness. He wanted more.
More he got when Lucifer bit down harshly, tearing off a small piece of lip and swallowing it with a groan. The pain of it made his blood boil even more with want, letting his mouth fall open with the gasp he made from the bite. Alastor’s hands clenched tightly around his partner’s neck, nicking the skin there.
Red blood didn’t even get to run down the demon’s chin, getting lapped up fast by a wicked tongue. Lucifer didn’t swallow it, letting it gather with his own saliva, before he roughly grabbed the sinner’s jaw.
Forcing the cannibal’s mouth more open, almost unhinging it, he spat in Alastor’s waiting mouth. “Don’t waste a drop, sweetheart.” Lucifer commanded, closing the bloodied mouth. A small nod was the only response he got as it all got swallowed with a moan from the throat.
“Such a good boy, aren’t you?” Lucifer asked, while pushing him down, getting him to lay with his legs hanging off the plush bed. “So obedient, you’ll purr in no time.” Biting down on Alastor’s pec hard, delighted with the groan that followed, teasing with his sharp teeth scraping on the skin.
“Fucking bite me and I might consider not rebelling.” The demon growled with low static crackling, as he grabbed the fallen angel’s hair and arched up into the needle sharp teeth. A loud, desperate sound left him as a tongue snaked out to rub his left nipple.
“Don’t you worry, little deer, you’ll be eaten all up by the end of this.” Lucifer said, his voice a tad deeper than earlier. The nipple perked into hardness with the stimulation of a forked tongue surrounding it.
Moving to the right side he bit down hard around the areola, drawing both blood and the loudest moan of the night so far. He could feel a hardness against his stomach, one that was larger than his own. He felt it twitch as he unlatched and kissed the wound.
Alastor was panting harshly, hands still tangled in the blonde hair and his long legs relaxed with the King between them. He looked down to watch right in time as Lucifer bit down again, this time further down by his stomach, right above the small scratches from earlier.
Bucking his hips upwards into it, grunting as it made his cock slide against the unmarred chest. His ears pinned flat down in pleasure, mouth open with a smile still present as he panted.
Licking the newest wound, while caressing the bone of the hips, Lucifer said with a light laugh in his tone, “I really hope you’re green about those bites, because I got carried away.” Alastor used his grip in the hair to make him look him in the eyes, red eyes hooded with a heat in them Lucifer hadn’t ever seen.
“I’m green, bite me more and eat me. Make me unable to walk for a week ” His voice was half feedback at this point, betraying how he tried to look calm. “ Breed me like you said you will, show me what a buck you are and I might let you do it again.” Alastor saw the moment it became even more of a challenge for the King.
With a wicked glint in Lucifer’s eyes, almost as wicked as the smile there was for a moment before a pain bloomed in Alastor’s left thigh. A loud scream tore out of his mouth, directly from his throat, as those teeth tore off a mouthful of muscle.
Tears gathering in his eyes, letting go with one hand to grasp at the bedsheets to ground himself. Cock dripping precum, a dark red coloring to the head that almost bordered on purple. Another scream left his throat as another bite took another piece of the same thigh, this time close to his knee. Effectively severing a tendon or two.
“Now you can’t walk for a week or until I heal you.” Lucifer purred after swallowing loudly, nuzzling at the damaged knee. “You never said I had to fuck you until you couldn’t walk, although I will do that as well.” A dark chuckle escaped between the pants Alastor let out, head having dropped down to rest on a pillow.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum if you keep doing that” The cannibal knew his morals were out the window a long time ago, but he didn’t know his wires were crossed this much with pain and pleasure. He could feel how tight his balls felt, how his cock was practically pulsing with his heartbeat.
“You can cum as often as you want, just know I won’t stop until I’m sated enough.” Lucifer said, voice dripping with lust and a promise Alastor wasn’t sure was a good or bad one. “You taste divine , I wonder if all of you does.” Eyes drifting over the flushed body of his partner, noting the sweat mixing with a small amount of blood on the chest.
Giving a quick kiss to the knee, he moved to lap close to the hairy base of Alastor’s straining cock. A moan escaped them both, along with more precum and a twitch. Lucifer inhaled the musk deeply, before licking the heavy set of balls with a vigor of a starved man.
A deep sigh left Alastor, with the hand in the blonde hair he scratched the scalp lightly. Lucifer leaned into it, humming as he sucked one of the balls into his mouth. The iron taste of blood mingling with the musky taste made the fallen angel groan, before letting go of the ball.
Lucifer leaned back a little, to pull Alastor’s ass over the bed’s edge. He gasped as a fluffy red and black tail wagged at the freedom it got from no longer being squished between the bed and the demon. He didn’t know it existed, and judging by the groan he heard when he grabbed the base he didn’t think Alastor was keen on people knowing his reaction to it.
“You good with me pulling your tail?” Lucifer asked as he messaged the base, looking up to see the sweaty chest rising and falling fast. “It’s so cute, wiggling in my hand like it is.” He leaned back in, making himself comfortable between the legs again, throwing both legs over his shoulders.
“No one’s… No one’s ever touched it before.” Alastor sounded breathless, squirming at the light message and the hot breath so close to his taint. “I like it, keep going.” There was a surprising amount of unfiltered voice, almost no static now. Lucifer took note of that, happy to hear the clear voice and the admission of what he liked.
“Good boy, don’t be afraid to tear out my hair, okay?” The King didn’t give him time to ask why, but quickly tightened his grip in the hair as a broad lick passed his hole. Alastor would be embarrassed later at how wanton his moans were, but in the moment he didn’t care as the wicked tongue kept licking over him.
Lucifer kept his grip on the tail, even if it was wagging wildly, while he diverted his mouth for a quick little bite on the right thigh. The bite didn’t tear out anything, but it did bleed. Barely giving his partner time to fully register the pain, he sucked on the rim of the furled hole.
He barely heard the loud yell, as thighs closed in on his head almost painfully. Lucifer chuckled low before letting his tongue prod at the hole, feeling it relax more and more. He dipped the tip in, feeling the legs quiver around him, until he dipped it in deeper.
Claws dug into his scalp, coloring parts of his hair red. Heavy balls that occasionally tightened up rested on his forehead, as he ate out Alastor with a passion he hadn’t had in a long time. Using his tongue to fuck the sinner, searching for the spot he knew existed.
He knew he found it when the tail stiffened up, and legs clamping tightly with a thrust of hips trying to get closer. Even with the muffled hearing Lucifer heard the loud moans spilling out like water. Oh how he wished to hear them fully, but feeling those shaky legs almost rattle him set his blood boiling.
He barely registered the tugging in his hair, too busy doing circles with his long tongue around the bundle of nerves. He didn’t know how long he was doing it, time didn’t seem important. He just knew he wanted to give as much pleasure to Alastor as he could. Squeezing the tail harshly while giving a particularly fast jab with his tongue, his jaw cracked when thighs cramped shut.
Alastor tightened up impossibly tight around his tongue, his tail went completely stiff and arching upwards. Lucifer could barely move his tongue, so he settled for pushing against the bundle. He faintly registered the balls resting on his forehead tightening up, but didn’t pay those any mind. He was ripped from his focus of eating the sinner out, by the sinner himself.
Lucifer’s head was forced away by the grip in his bloodied hair, dazed eyes met even more dazed eyes. A lazy smile on the Overlord’s face, more relaxed than Lucifer had ever seen. It suited him, the King thought. Before Lucifer’s eyes dropped to see a splatter of white mixing with the red on Alastor’s stomach.
A broad smile appeared on Lucifer’s face, a predatory one that made the hair on Alastor bristle slightly. “Glad to see you enjoying this, need a break before I break you completely?” The usual honey-smooth voice had a gravely tone to it, a tone that made Alastor’s spent cock twitching with interest.
“Some water could be great” Alastor couldn’t recall a time where his voice was this hoarse in his time in Hell. He scooted up on the bed, ignoring how he sat on his tail now. Lucifer snapped his fingers and a glass of room temperature water was handed to him, with a nod he took it and drank half and handed it back to him.
Lucifer drank the other half, giving a quick peck on the lips, before placing the glass on the bedside table. While his attention was on the table, he reached into the drawer and grabbed a tube of lube. “Get up on the bed and on your hands and knees, my little deer.” The Devil said, appreciating how the drying blood and cum moved.
Alastor groaned while getting into the position, his right knee tendons still missing a huge chunk, but he managed. “Thank fuck I don’t have to use my knee in this position, else you’d have to hold me up.” He snickered, while looking over his shoulder to see Lucifer moving to kneel behind him.
“That’s for another time, for now I don’t want you out of this bed.” Lucifer growled, reaching to grab both the cheeks in front of him. Alastor’s face felt like it was burning, he knew his tail was wagging, because of the ‘another time’. He wouldn’t mind that one bit.
The demon saw his partner doing something with his mouth, he was unsure what he was doing exactly. Until he saw, then felt, Lucifer spit onto his relaxed hole. Blood heating up with the feeling, both with lust and embarrassment of the action. “Oh fuck!” Alastor groaned out, looking away from the sight.
“Oh fuck indeed.” Lucifer agreed, grabbing and opening the lube with a loud click, he poured some on his fingers. Using a tiny bit of his powers he warmed it up slightly, before reaching the waiting hole. “You’re so gorgeous like this, all for me to take .” He made sure to put some extra growl into the last word, as he entered two fingers slowly.
Alastor arched his back, pushing back as much as he could with the one hand on his hip holding him decently still. Moaning loudly as his sensitive walls were messaged slowly. His cock was almost fully hard again, he didn’t think it could get hard this fast again, but he’d never tried pushing himself like that before.
Lucifer watched with hooded eyes how the demon under him shock occasionally, especially when he hit that spot. It was a nice view, but his back was shamefully unmarked of teeth. He leaned forwards, letting go of the hip, to grab Alastor’s chest to get a steady hold while he bit down on the right side of his rips.
Alastor let out a loud shout as he threw his head back in pained pleasure, tightening up uncontrollably around the fingers. Lucifer hadn’t planned on tearing out flesh with the bite, but the movement of the shout tore flesh away, turning it into a scream instead. Feeling bone scrape against his teeth, Lucifer let go fast.
Giving the revealed bone a soft lick in apology, he moved on the other side to suck a mark into the skin. Fingers still pumping in and out slowly, feeling how Alastor slowly got more relaxed again. Feeling how his bloodied partner started thrusting back with a low growl, he decided a third finger was alright.
The growl turned into a whine with the stretch, before it evolved into moans. Lucifer let go of the new hickey, moving to lick at the spine that was curved deliciously. He let out a groan at the salty taste of sweat, chasing more of it up the spine, making the tail shake while spraining upwards in pleasure.
“Are you -oh- you all talk -ah- or are you going to actually use your -ahh- cock tonight?” Alastor panted out, moaning as the King zeroed in on his prostate. His ears lay flat on his head, blending in with his hair. He shouted, teeth digging into his spine, not breaking the skin yet.
Lucifer let go as he felt Alastor start shaking, sitting back on his heels, he watched as the almost angry looking cock dripped down onto the ruined sheets below. Taking out his fingers as the shaking got worse. “Be careful what you ask for.” Lucifer warned with a sickly sweet tone, once again making Alastor’s hair bristle.
Once again uncapping the lube, warming it up slightly and smearing it on his ridged cock. He groaned low at the stimulation, finding himself impossibly hard for how little it had been touched, but the show in front of him was very good after all.
Alastor practically jumped at the feeling of a blunt head pressing against him, heart pounding in his ears as it ground into him. Spreading his legs a bit more, hissing from the jolt it sent from his bloody knee, arching his back a tiny bit to present his ass properly. Lucifer let out a curse at the sight, all for him.
He guided his head in, groaning at the tight heat surrounding him. Alastor let out a high moan, already pushing back for more. Lucifer grabbed the tail at the base with his whole hand and used it to pull his partner back onto him.
Alastor’s eyes were wide open in pleasure, unfocused, and pointed forwards at the wall, as each of those ridges pushed into him slowly. messaging his rim as they went in. He started shaking again, he couldn’t control it as he got filled and felt each ridge push into him.
“Fuck you take me beautifully, so fucking good to me.” Lucifer purred, seeing the rim get stretched wider and wider around his cock. “Going to breed you so-” He didn’t even finish the sentence before Alastor tightened around him almost painfully, screaming with his release as the last ridge pressed into him, no radio filter covering his voice anymore.
Lucifer couldn’t help himself, he bit down near the previous hickey until he tasted blood, as he started thrusting his hips slowly to let the demon feel it all, prolonging his orgasm as much as possible. Once Alastor relaxed again, and stopped screaming, he stilled his hips and gave a soft kiss against the bite.
“Doing so good, so perfect.” Lucifer praised softly, caressing the hips lightly. The Overlord twitched occasionally, before his arms gave out and fell to his elbows. Lucifer fell with him, making them both moan as the new position pushed the cock even deeper inside.
“Don’t stop fucking me.” Alastor said, voice even hoarser than earlier, yet somehow softer with something Lucifer didn’t understand. “Want your seed, want to be heavy with it.” Lucifer couldn’t hold back after that.
He wanted to keep the tempo slow and soft, but that sentence pulled at something deep in the Devil. He snapped his hips hard, groaning at the softness Alastor had after his second orgasm, and set a rough pace. The demon underneath him was moaning loudly in overstimulation.
Lucifer grabbed the hips tight, drawing blood with his claws and adjusted the angle a little bit. Feeling his wings, claws, tail and horns emerge from the lust that hit him. He used his tail to grab a hold of the other’s tail, making Alastor tense up slightly before he fell apart from the feeling of it all. Like a doll being cut from its strings the only thing holding him up were Lucifer’s grip on him.
The sinner grabbed the sheets with both his hands, holding on for his dear afterlife as tears started falling down his face from the overstimulation. He barely registered the ridges, just the feeling of pure pleasure along with his prostate getting mercilessly rammed into.
Lucifer looked down at where they were joined, how his cock got swallowed by the hole repeatedly. His tail curled around the fluffy smaller tail and pulled it back onto him. He felt how the heat in his groin reached a boiling point.
He willed his eyes away from the sight, instead roaming over the quaking body, how the muscles in Alastor’s back shifted as he grabbed the sheets tighter, how his ears bounced with the hard thrusts. Lucifer saw tears trailing down his cheeks, he slowed his tempo, about to ask if he was okay.
“Please!” Alastor purred . Lucifer stopped in shock, he didn’t think he’d actually get him to actually purr , didn’t think he’d plead either. “Don’t stop! Please, please!” Red eyes with radio dials made eye contact with red and yellow eyes. Lucifer snapped back into an even harsher pace, using his wing to push forwards.
Alastor screamed in pleasure, not even noticing what he’d said, as his limbs grew longer along with his antlers. Lucifer definitely noticed, having to pull out for a second or six to stand up to actually reach the Radio Demon’s arse again as he stopped growing, before thrusting back in.
Lucifer used one hand to grab the tail again and the other reached around to grab at the enormous cock, he’d definitely want to get fucked by him at another point in time. That’s a thought for another time, Lucifer thought.
Alastor’s arms straightened, back arching unnaturally, making him almost loom over Lucifer, eyes once again unfocused. A loud scraping noise filled the room as antlers stabbed the ceiling, making dust fall down on them. With Alastor stuck, the King took advantage to put all his strength into hitting his prostate hard.
Lucifer saw how green stitchings appeared on different areas of his body, the X on his forehead. He didn’t mention it, he did however lean forward to bite down on the lower part of Alastor’s shoulder, tearing off a piece of string and muscle, he swallowed it without chewing.
The demon screamed once again, before his voice cut out mid scream. The fallen angel grabbed the dripping cock tight, almost painfully tight, and stroked along the glands under the head. Alastor kept screaming soundlessly, as he came hard, spurting the remaining cum in his balls over the bed again.
Lucifer thrusted a few more times before letting go, painting the tight insides pearly white. He let go of the sinner’s spent cock, once again grabbing both hips to grind slowly to milk out both their orgasms. Resting his head on the bloody shoulder while coming down from the high of the pleasure.
His legs felt weak where he stood, once he felt a bit more steady he pulled out slowly, feeling his limb member twitch at the cold air. Groaning at the sight of his cum leaking out of the abused hole, he had to get a quick taste. He crouched and gave a broad lick from the lighter balls to the twitching hole. Alastor let out a long sigh at the feeling, pulling away as much as he could with the antlers stuck.
Lucifer looked up to the steadily shrinking antlers and grabbed them to help his partner out of the ceiling. The King grabbed Alastor’s form before he could collapse, as he slowly returned to his normal form. The demon looking fucked out of his mind, legs shaking like an unsteady fawn and eyes glazed over. Lucifer held him and stepped off the bed, kissing his temple softly.
Snapping his fingers, the bed and ceiling were clean and repaired, a bowl of water and a small towel, along with the glass refiled with lukewarm water. Lucifer placed Alastor down gently on the bed.
“You did so well, let me take care of you now.” The blonde grabbed the towel, wetting it in the bowl before beginning to clean his partner, who hummed softly at the treatment. “Such a good deer.” Alastor practically glowed with the soft praise, along with the lingering pleasure of it all.
“ Your good deer.” Alastor purred softly, reaching up to grab the hand cleaning him. Lucifer’s eyes softened at him, letting go of the towel to tangle their fingers together. The demon brought their hands to his mouth, pressed a kiss lightly on the top of Lucifer’s hand.
Before he promptly yanked the arm higher up and bit down on it, quickly tearing off a piece, then giving it a quick kiss. The cannibal moaned at the taste, chewing slowly to savor it. While his partner just laughed at it, picked up the towel to continue cleaning.
“Do I taste as divine as you do?” Lucifer chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to Alastor’s cheek. Pulling away as the sinner looked like he was in Heaven itself, quickly finishing up cleaning the dried blood and snapping the cloth and water away.
Alastor swallowed slowly, letting out a moan as he looked at Lucifer. “You taste better than anything I’ve ever tasted, I can’t describe how good you taste.” The demon grabbed the King, and tried pulling him down to lay together.
Lucifer resisted the pull, making his partner scowl slightly. “You want some water before laying down? It’ll be easier to drink if we don’t lie while drinking.” Lucifer chuckled, grabbing the glass and offering it to Alastor.
“Thank you, but no. I’m not washing out this heavenly taste with anything.” The demon laid down, scooting a bit on the bed to make space for the other. He hissed slightly as his knee jerked with it, but he ignored it, relishing in the pain that was inflicted with no malicious intent.
“Okay that’s fair, I’ll refill it after I’ve drunk so you can drink if you wake up.” With that, Lucifer drank the entire glass, refilled it with a snap and set it on the table. “I can heal your leg, if you want?” He offered as he climbed into the bed.
“I said to make me unable to walk for a week and you did, so I’ll take you up on that offer in a week.” Alastor laughed, the radio filter slowly coming back to his hoarse voice. He grabbed Lucifer’s hip, yanking him closer to snuggle.
The Devil joined in on the laughter, as they got comfortable together under the covers.
With a snap the lights turned off.
“Goodnight, my dear.” Lucifer whispered, thinking Alastor was asleep and unable to hear the different endearment used.
Alastor let him think that and fell asleep with a different warmth in his body.