"My silly little duck," Alastor teased, charmed by those cute saucer-plate eyes despite himself. Very well... he'll make a show of it.
Alastor's shoes get taken off and set aside - he'd have to make sure those were properly dried out and repolished later, since they're his favorite pair. He hummed a bit in dissatisfaction at removing his pants, the wet fabric clinging to his thighs as the demon worked to step out of them.
Fold the pants, and then he carefully leaned to slip off the socks and garters, resting them neatly on top of his folded pants. And then, of course, off comes the underwear.
Whether Alastor is fully aware he gave Lucifer a strip show or not, he carefully slipped his hooves into the water and settled into it, now that his clothes were set aside.
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Alastor's shoes get taken off and set aside - he'd have to make sure those were properly dried out and repolished later, since they're his favorite pair. He hummed a bit in dissatisfaction at removing his pants, the wet fabric clinging to his thighs as the demon worked to step out of them.
Fold the pants, and then he carefully leaned to slip off the socks and garters, resting them neatly on top of his folded pants. And then, of course, off comes the underwear.
Whether Alastor is fully aware he gave Lucifer a strip show or not, he carefully slipped his hooves into the water and settled into it, now that his clothes were set aside.