Their powers mingled so sweetly. The red stone ring set in the middle of the jet black band thrummed with subtle light, reacting to the magic - the other still in Alastor's palm seemed to synchronize with the light, empowered by Alastor's magic as well.
Having a ring slid onto his finger... another ritual that Alastor never expected to experience. And yet he didn't find himself doubting or even considering working through a back door escape - he... wanted this.
Love is such a scary thing, if that's what this really is, and it must be because Alastor has never felt so simultaneously insane and clear-headed. To love is to have a new vulnerability, an emotion that can be exploited and not hidden away with a mysterious smile. Still... only this king can use it against him; no one would dare step to Lucifer in order to get at Alastor. He was safe.
With equal reverence, Alastor took Lucifer's left hand and held it between slender fingers. First, he raised it to kiss the knuckles of his silly, terrifying little king, reverence not for his title or power but for that act of devotion in creating life with him. Whether or not it took root, Lucifer stayed. Alastor was a broken, twisted man... but if that's what Lucifer wanted and was happy with, then he would give it. In a steady motion, the Demon slid the matching ring onto the matching finger of the Devil himself.
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Having a ring slid onto his finger... another ritual that Alastor never expected to experience. And yet he didn't find himself doubting or even considering working through a back door escape - he... wanted this.
Love is such a scary thing, if that's what this really is, and it must be because Alastor has never felt so simultaneously insane and clear-headed. To love is to have a new vulnerability, an emotion that can be exploited and not hidden away with a mysterious smile. Still... only this king can use it against him; no one would dare step to Lucifer in order to get at Alastor. He was safe.
With equal reverence, Alastor took Lucifer's left hand and held it between slender fingers. First, he raised it to kiss the knuckles of his silly, terrifying little king, reverence not for his title or power but for that act of devotion in creating life with him. Whether or not it took root, Lucifer stayed. Alastor was a broken, twisted man... but if that's what Lucifer wanted and was happy with, then he would give it. In a steady motion, the Demon slid the matching ring onto the matching finger of the Devil himself.