Adorable. Alastor laughed at the biting, voice frenetic in its excitement as he pulled Lucifer closer, into his hands - his surprisingly gentle hands.


"̷̛͚̦̮̄̾Č̸̦̩̈́a̷͖͎͌͜ú̵͙̍g̷̭̊̐h̷͕̽t̶̳̻̞̾̅̇ ̶̗̫̽͝y̵͖̚͝ơ̴͈̼͕͑̃ǔ̶̧͔̒̀~̷̥̗̠̾̃"̴̳̖̩̌


With glee, Alastor pinned his prize down in the grass, shrinking down from a gargantuan size to at least just a hulking beast. He had his pretty, fiery doe writhing and snapping at him. Beautiful. Hungrily, Alastor's claws sunk into the fabric of Lucifer's pants, ripping them away completely.