If Lilith could woe this man for so long without wings, so could he.


But it still annoys him.


"Yes, yes, look at those knees trembling - in the bath with you, come along," Alastor rolled his eyes, leading to the king's bathroom to start running the water, taking off his coat to air himself out a bit, as well. He'd also worked up a sweat, though he had plenty of energy to go - he wasn't expending anything extra, after all.