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There was something wrong with Lucifer. There had to be, with the way he was currently balls deep in his daughter’s tutor, a tutor only 15 years old. He felt awful, really he did, but god did it feel good to have someone in his life besides his wife finally. It really hadn’t started very badly. It was only when Alastor started coming over that it was a problem. The way the teen would lean over while showing Charlie his homework. The way he would suck even a popsicle that Lucifer gave them on a hot day. He felt like a piece of shit. He really was one too.
“I really shouldn’t be doing this…I-I shouldn’t. I’m better than this”, he whispered to himself, texting the number of the tutor to come over since he would pay him for an extra lesson, but Lucifer was so lonely. He needed Alastor to lie with him. To let him be inside of him. It was so disgusting that he could sob, but it helped. It really did.
Alastor was not one to text normally, so he decided to call him after the text just in case.
“Hey, Al, yeah, just you know was wondering if you could come over. Not been feeling the best and uh really could use a pick me up,” Lucifer said with a weak laugh.
There was a silence on the other end of the phone, and Alastor spoke after he said something to someone. Lucifer’s heart caught in his throat, but Alastor finally seemed to shuffle about on the other side of the phone and then speak.
“Did I not tell you not to call me without warning?”
“Yeah, but you never answer. Just look, I was kind of feeling not the best and well..um... just who were you talking to?”
Alastor scoffed on the other side, “My mother. She doesn't know of this whole arrangement. Not that it matters. You want to be picked up, yes? How so? An actual lesson or through a more special arrangement”
Right, he knew Alastor liked to hear him beg about it.
“You know what I want. Please, I just want someone nearby?”
There was a cruel laugh. “Yes, I suppose. But I like to hear you say it”
“Don’t make me…you know I hate it.”
A smile came on Alastor’s lips as he chuckled, “Yes, I suppose you do. Then tell me how much you will pay me, you old man?”
“Double than normal.”
With that, it was determined, and Alastor hung up with an I’ll be there soon, then.
He didn’t know why Alastor needed money so much, but it worked out for him. God, Charlie would hate him if she knew. Alastor showed up only an hour later. The boy was about his height but beautiful. Tiny, cute, and most of all, innocent. There were a lot of things that Alastor didn’t know about sex. It was clear when Lucifer, uh, tried to bring up a blowjob with him, only for Alastor to not know how to do it and outright be disgusted.
Still, they worked on it together. He let Lucifer fuck his mouth normally on good days. What he hated the most, though, was when Lucifer insisted he fuck his pussy.
“No, you could get me pregnant. I hate when you ask me. You know this”
“I know, but I just need it. I’m paying you either way. I promise I’ll even help you clean up after and get you everything you need. I’ll use protection too. I’m not an irresponsible guy!”
Alastor placed a hand on his waist. “And yet you don’t realize the risk we take each time I allow it. You are stupid”
“I’ll pay you triple.” He wasn’t going to beg for Alastor. He just needed this. Really, he needed to feel like he was worth something.
Alastor’s lower lip trembled, and he seemed to be hesitating. Every time he did. Whenever he offered high enough, Alastor would let him. The other’s brown eyes looked away. It was clear he needed the money.
“Fine…Quadruple it, and I will allow you to have me”
“...Deal”
Prepping Alastor’s tiny cunt was always the hardest part. He felt Alastor twitch as he tried to hold Lucifer’s shoulders. His eyes were shut. He was breathing hard. The boy was too young to be doing this, but god did it help so much. Working his clit up and spreading the small folds to carefully tease the inside. There was a part of him that thought that Alastor had done this before. Even if he didn’t seem the most knowledgeable when it came to sex. He hadn’t bled at all when Lucifer fucked him the first time. Not to mention, the first time he had done it, Alastor had a panic attack. He knew he hated it, but maybe Lucifer could rewrite that for him? Maybe? Well, he wasn’t sure. His lips met Alastor’s throat while he heard the other whimper, his breathing going even quicker.
Oh, he was close to something, alright- probably something bad.
Lucifer shushed him.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, pretty boy. You’re gonna be okay. You are precious, I’m not gonna hurt you”
Alastor glared up at him then, his eyes snapping open, “Don’t pity me! Shut up and take what you want”
“Okay….sheesh, just was trying to help…”
Though truthfully he knew that he couldn’t blame Alastor. He slowly worked up the other until the small pussy was leaking over his fingers, and he sighed as he pushed in his cock. It was a clean glide. Alastor’s fingernails were digging into him as he whined, then a dry sob. He was trembling now against Lucifer, but still Lucifer tried to ignore it. To hold him close like he was Lilith.
“You’re my everything, Lilith. My wife. I can’t live without you. I promise I’ll be so sweet for you…” he said, pushing his cock deeper. Just like this, he could imagine her in his arms. Looking up at him so kind.
“I love you…”
“Father- please…” Alastor sobbed out.
Lucifer moaned as he fucked into Alastor earnestly. Over and over, and he finally came in the crying Alastor. Alastor held onto him, though, equally tightly after. He didn’t feel alone anymore.