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The discussion is surprisingly pretty tame after an hour, they already have made skincare masks, claws/nails polish and here they’re waiting for it to dry.
“So, Lu. When did you start dating i… him?” Angel asks as he glances at Alastor who smiles a little more.
His hold around Lucifer’s waist tightens as he snuggles in his neck.
“Well, we’ve started fucking a while ago, I think it was like the second week after I joined the hotel… We’ve never really talked about actually dating but he got softer and softer every time he came around so I guess we fell into dating pretty fast.” Lucifer explains as Alastor feels his cheeks burn a little. He didn’t get softer with him as time went on; Lucifer is really inventing stuff. It’s not like Alastor to go soft because of a wannabe relationship with Lucifer. Alastor will never go soft for anyone. He doesn’t do relationships of any kind.
Lucifer’s hand comes to his cheek and it distracts Alastor immediately. Lucifer leaves a kiss on his other cheek.
“He doesn’t look like it but he’s very gentle and considerate.” Lucifer says and Alastor wants to hide, his cheeks burning at those lies as he leaves his spot in the crook of Lucifer’s neck, finding Lucifer’s nape much more interesting to look at right now. “And shy.” He adds with a chuckle.
“He looks almost cute, I can give you that… So just one night, you just decided to go for it. That’s something.” Angel says as he seems perplexed.
“Well, I’ve been teasing him a little every now and then… My outfits were pissing Alastor off but his shadow wasn’t indifferent to them… so I started to tease him more often until one night he decided to join me in my room.” Lucifer explains and Alastor can only agree, he’s such a tease.
His lips come to Lucifer’s nape and leave a little kiss there, making the king shiver under his touch.
“I see…” Angel replies before glancing at Husk, maybe a little jealous that he hasn’t had the guts to ask him out yet.
“I can see why Alastor would hate it that you’re fucking his shadow. The guy has a broom shoved in his ass.” Cherri adds and Alastor feels Lucifer tense up a little against him.
His hands leave Lucifer’s hips to wrap his arms around him instead.
“Yeah… he was very pissed off because he was stuck in the cuck chair the whole time.” Lucifer jokes as his hands come to Alastor’s arms to give them a little squeeze as a thanks.
“What? Really?!” Angel asks as he sits up properly.
“Yes. Well, every time his shadow would come to my room to fuck me, Alastor would dream about it… He gave me details on our last interaction like he could have been in the room with us.” Lucifer gives more details and the three others look conflicted.
“Oh man, he kinda deserves the cuck chair.” Angel laughs it off before Husk clears his throat.
“So, was he controlling his shadow those nights or was it just the shadow’s doing?” Husk asks and Lucifer laughs nervously. Alastor feels a little stiff at the question, he was controlling everything. Husk knows him too well.
“His shadow’s doing… I don’t think Alastor knows anything about satisfying a partner…” Lucifer says quickly to dodge the implications.
Alastor pulls Lucifer closer to him as he feels a little hurt by Lucifer’s words.
The rest of the evening goes by with a few jabs at Alastor but it was the point of this whole party for Lucifer. Alastor just has had to endure it and understand how bad of an opinion he has of him, not that Alastor cares about theirs.
Once out of Angel’s room, Alastor uses his shadow to bring Lucifer back to his room.
“What a night, uh…” Lucifer tries awkwardly as he turns to him. “Are you still watching Alastor or did you get bored?” Lucifer asks and Alastor will never answer this.
His hand comes to caress Lucifer’s cheek before bringing him closer so they can exchange a short kiss. It’s all he can have right now, he has to behave. He has to resist the Temptation Incarnate.
“Al’...” Lucifer calls for him so desperately. “Touch me please… Even if it’s just tonight…”
Long fingers are finding their way inside of Lucifer as he moans so loudly already. Fuck, yes. Fuck. He needs him, it’s been so fucking long. Lucifer trembles under his touch, he knows where to touch and where to tease him. He loves him so much.
“Al’... please more.” Lucifer groans as the shadow takes his fingers out of him.
His breath gets caught in his lungs as his lover’s cock slides inside of him, filling him up just right. It’s perfect.
He grabs Lucifer by the hips before thrusting into him with enthusiasm. He has missed him so much. It feels so great.
He takes his dick out of Lucifer to turn him on his back before finding his way back deep into him. Lucifer looks up at his partner, feeling so emotional to have him back even if it’s only for tonight. Alastor’s shadow fucks him good but not as rough as usual, not that Lucifer will complain. He holds him close to him, kissing and caressing him as Lucifer cries as silently as possible under his care. He loves him so much, he doesn’t want to lose him again.
When he opens his eyes again, the shadow is gone. It shouldn’t surprise Lucifer but he would have loved to have him even if it’s for a few minutes. His hand comes to the bite marks he left on his body again. Lucifer feels so embarrassed to be marked while he can’t be with his partner. He lets his fingers climb to his lips, thinking back on their last sloppy kiss. His lips tremble before he bites the lower one, he needs to keep himself in check.
The others are already worrying about him, he shouldn’t give them more reasons to be. He takes a deep breath before getting out of bed, he snarls when he feels his lover’s spent slides down his inner thighs. First stop, the shower. He can’t get anywhere if he’s not clean and has his mind out of the gutter.
He goes to the bathroom, getting rid of what’s left of his sweater to step into the shower. He twists the handle slightly to let the cold water run and fall on him. He gasps a little before bending a little, his fingers slide between his buttocks to force himself open so what’s left of his partner’s cum can come out of him. He moans a little about the idea of doing it in the shower one day. Well, it will never happen now, but Lucifer can still dream. He pushes his fingers inside of him, making himself moan. His walls are still so sensitive and clinging on his thin fingers. Nothing to compare to his thick and long fingers. Fuck.
He shivers under the warming water, snapping him out of his lustful thoughts. Mind out of the gutter. He grabs his duck shaped sponge and the soap with determination.
Weeks have passed by, not that Lucifer has noticed it much but Charlie has been checking on him weekly. He really has no motivation to leave his room, speak to anyone or to just live. He has found a way to be happy again and he got robbed of it.
Angel and company are fine but he can’t shake the feeling that they might pity him and he doesn’t really need that right now.
So, at the moment he’s hiding away in his room all day, leaving at night to get a glass and a whole bottle of cider that he drinks all by himself. That usually helps him fall asleep and then, well… he actually sleeps. It’s not the most healthy or classy way to get through the night but it works just well for Lucifer. He really doesn’t need anything else.
The only persistent annoyance in his life is Alastor as the sinner has decided that if Lucifer isn’t going down to see people, he would take upon himself to barge in Lucifer’s room at random hours to make fun of him or criticise his work. It’s the worst part of the day and really Lucifer doesn’t understand why Alastor still comes here to parade that he has the upper hand on Lucifer’s happiness. It doesn’t change the facts. But, really, Lucifer is done with his stupid power play at this point.
So here he is, wearing nothing but his frilly pink robe, loosely tied around his hips and the clothing hanging on his elbows, leaving most of his upper chest nude. That’s a little too much even for Lucifer but he knows how Alastor avoids him like the pest when he’s wearing revealing clothes.
He bends over on his workbench as he’s painting the finishing details on the duck looking like Vaggi. Humming something, when the room gets filled with static. Lucifer wishes to say that he’s surprised but really he isn’t. Alastor has been the one coming into his room every fucking day since the little party at Angel’s.
“Still crafting ducks, sir? Really don’t you have anything better to do?” Alastor asks with a snarky tone.
Lucifer finishes the stroke of paint before putting the brush down and he sighs loudly. Oh, he can’t wait to see Alastor’s reaction. He definitely hasn’t noticed yet.
Lucifer turns up to Alastor, jumping on his workbench. He pulls on his robe to hold it close to himself as if he’s cold while still half-naked.
“Well, I would love to do something else all day long, but your stuck-up ass won’t let me, so I have to find some other occupation.” Lucifer explains as he slowly brings his leg above the other, noticing how disgusted Alastor looks but still he can’t look away from Lucifer’s barely dressed body, following his every movement.
Lucifer smiles a little more as Alastor seems to be frozen in place. He jumps from the furniture to slowly walk towards Alastor. The latter has his eyes on Lucifer this whole time but his body still doesn’t move. Like a deer in the headlights. Cute.
His hand grabs Alastor’s bowtie to caress it gently before looking up at Alastor with a soft smile.
“Don’t you want to come out and play with me?” He asks more to his shadow than to Alastor but the way he finally wakes up from his trance and freaks out at the question before disappearing in darkness is priceless for Lucifer.
He smiles, feeling a bit proud of his act. It has worked brilliantly on this idiot. He should have tried that earlier. He brings his robe back on his shoulders to wear it correctly before going back to his work, now fully enjoying his peace and quiet.
“I’ve missed you so much, Al’.” Lucifer purrs as he joins him at the doorstep, offering a little kiss.
He looks different and somehow so natural, like he should have looked like that his whole life. Adorable, expressive deer ears and antlers on top of his head and Alastor doesn’t doubt that he might have a cute deer tail to go with the rest.
“I have a little surprise for you.” He teases him as he brings him further into the room before undoing the bow tying up his satin robe.
He lets it fall off his shoulders and down to the ground, showing a beautiful lace lingerie set he’s wearing for him. He looks shy as his ears flattened on his head.
“D… Do you like it?” Lucifer asks after a little silence and Alastor finally looks up at Lucifer’s face. He erases the distance to hold him in his arms and kiss him passionately. He looks so stunning, just for him.
“You look gorgeous. I love it.” Alastor admits before kissing him again. He loves those full lips so much.
He grabs him by the waist and lifts him up. Lucifer comes closer to him, sneaking his legs above his hips. Alastor brings him to his bed to lay him down here, admiring Lucifer finally in his bed. Right where he belongs. He towers over him, grinding his boner against the lingerie Lucifer is wearing. He looks so pretty.
Lucifer moans under him and Alastor can’t get enough of his voice. His teeth come to the lace covering his upper chest with adorable patterns, such a shame Alastor can’t control himself as he tears through the fabric to access Lucifer’s nipples to lick them so hungrily. The moans only get louder and Alastor can’t stop himself, rutting against one of Lucifer’s thick thighs as he’s sucking on one of his nipples. It feels so good, Alastor needs that everyday. Lucifer’s voice is always so lovely when he’s having pleasure. Only for Alastor to hear him sing like that. No one else is allowed to hear him when he’s in that state.
Alastor’s clawed hand comes to Lucifer’s panties to caress him through the soaked fabric. Perfect.
“Looks like someone prepared everything for me.” Alastor purrs before sucking hard on Lucifer’s nipple, making him tremble under him and moaning so loudly. Fuck, he loves that so much.
“O… Only for you… I couldn’t wait to have you. Please, Alastor.” He begs as Alastor gives a last lick to his nipples.
“Please what?” He asks, his claws slowly ripping through the lace panties.
“Please take me, come inside… It’s been so long, I can’t wait.” Lucifer explains as he pushes his body against Alastor’s, wanting more physical contact.
Alastor pushes two of his fingers through the tear he just made and then inside of Lucifer. He’s well lubed and so warm. Fuck.
“You’re such an arlot.” Alastor sighs as he takes his fingers out of him before pushing his dick slowly into him. He’s still tight, his needy walls clinging on his dick immediately.
Lucifer moans before looking up at Alastor a few seconds, silently begging for more.
“I… I am… but I’m all yours.” Lucifer admits with a lovely blush all over his cheeks.
Alastor towers over him to be closer to his face as he starts to thrust into him. He’s his, no one else can have him.
Lucifer’s ears flicker as he moans even more, unable to keep it quiet when Alastor is fucking him so good. He wants that every day.
He growls as his hands grab Lucifer by the hips. “Mine, only mine.” He’s so close already, he needs him.
“Yes, only yours. Please, Al’. I’m gonna cum.” Lucifer sobs as his tiny hands grip on Alastor’s shirt. He’s still fully dressed while Lucifer is only wearing his now-clawed lace lingerie. He looks so cute and sinful in it. He’s perfect.
“Cum for me, Lu. Be a good boy for me.” Alastor orders as he changes the angle to smash his weak spot and make him come almost immediately.
“Oh God. Oh Fuck…” Lucifer screams as he claws through Alastor’s shirt as he comes hard, still trapped in his lingerie. He is so pretty.
“Good boy.” Alastor whispers as Lucifer shivers under the praise.
Alastor thrusts faster into him, now chasing his own orgasm and encouraged by Lucifer’s moans. The sweetest melody to his ears.
“Cum inside, please.” Lucifer begs, still high on his own pleasure, he’s the prettiest angel of all Creations for sure. He deserves that title rightfully so.
“I will give you your reward.” Alastor accepts as his grip tightens on Lucifer’s waist.
“Yes. Yes. Please, Al’.” Lucifer echoes so far for some reasons. That’s weird, isn’t it?
The next second, Alastor opens his eyes and sits up while his heart rate is so fast. He swallows with difficulty as he looks around. He’s alone in his bed. What does it mean? He was with Lucifer in this bed a few seconds ago. Was it a dream? He scans the room again to see where Lucifer could be hiding. He has to have found a way to free his shadow. There’s no other explanation for this; Lucifer has to be messing with his mind.