Oh, this was a sight. The king of hell wearing such a blissful expression, such an embarrassed one, it was a special sight he'd have all to himself from now until Lucifer tired of him.
The extra sloppiness in the kiss was so fascinating, the hot breath in between whimpers and panting, it was like the situation completely flipped from Alastor being the clumsy and inexperienced one. He still was learning, but seeing Lucifer orgasm from his efforts, basically in his lap...
Seems like his body wasn't completely devoid of feeling desire. Alastor ignored it, focusing on making sure Lucifer was held comfortably, lowered back into sitting as the tentacles slithered out. Alastor wrapped his arms around the small of Lucifer's back to replace that removed warmth, letting the man catch his breath, lean against him or sit upright, whatever he preferred while Alastor basked in the sight.
He didn't have the faculties to protest as the tentacles removed themselves, but he was all but boneless for it.
His body thrumming from climax, he sank forward and against Alastor, his tail falling limp on the floor. When depression sapped your libido, sapped any real urge to relieve yourself, and having an orgasm after... fuck... decades...
He was glad his shoes didn't pop off or something.
"Green flag... 'm green-flagging... that. Fuckin'... loved that..." So dreamy in tone, and it was coupled by far less sloppy kisses against his neck.
Adorable! Alastor squeezed him in a hug - if the damn thing was free, his tail would probably be waggling. His pride was glowing - he'd gotten the king like this, he'd succeeded his first attempt, hoh! And what a reward he'd gotten for it, the king adorably boneless and comfortably warm against him, pressing soft kisses to his neck.
Alastor's hands were clean, funny enough, so there was no foulness in petting Lucifer's blond hair as he slumped cozily against him.
He could practically taste it in the air like Bee could. Alastor was damn proud of what he'd done, and Lucifer's brain was too foggy to really chide him for it.
But why should he...? That was amazing and he felt like an entire dish of softened butter. Despite that, he had the faculties to tip his head into that touch through his hair.
"Mmm... you'd tell me if you wanted a turn, wouldn't you...?"
For now, he was content. His arousal would wane and right now, he was much more pleased to have the closeness. Though Alastor had to give a little chuckle.
"The deer hair isn't too unpleasant?" he asked in interest - Lucifer was cuddled up so happily against his bare chest, against the fluff.
God, he was weak to terms of endearment. His tail spade thumping against the floor, he nodded. Okay... he'll trust you to speak up on things you want, Bambi. It won't do to neglect yourself or even deny a curiosity.
But with the question, Lucifer turned his face to bury it in fluff. "Are you kidding...?? You're so fluffy... it's lovely..."
Alastor chuckled at that. He'd always felt the fur was so... animalistic, he never quite liked it. He usually could put it out of his mind, it all dressed up normally after all. But for once, Alastor found he didn't mind it.
"It does cause one to run out of shampoo much quicker."
"Enjoy it in private, because I have no intention of giving anyone else a chance to look~"
He much preferred being dressed to impress. To leave an impression. The fact that he was willing to share even a little bit of himself with Lucifer of all people was new, even to him.
...Then again, that just has him thinking of getting his flesh torn out and exposed. Hmmm. Yes, that might have been what gave him the feeling that it might not be so bad being exposed around Lucifer in private.
He let his eyes turn to soft red embers as he peered up from his comfy nestling spot. His claws set gently against Alastor's back, but there was every little threat that he could always grip tighter if need be.
His tail whipped behind him. Something smoldered in him.
"Oho... I have no intention of sharing, Alastor. If any know what's good for them, they would know not to test me."
Oh. Oh, that sends a pleasant shiver up his spine. Alastor's grin and eyes widened, pupils dilating - he likes that a lot.
Mama help him, his heart's never beaten this fast for someone before.
"...Hah! Then we're on the same page," Alastor laughed. That was far less suave than he'd liked, and the heat he was feeling in his cheeks didn't help. Really, he was being such a teenage boy about this!
He hardly held back the heated sigh from the touch, and reached back to run his claws down the back of his head, his neck.
After a brief touch of cheek to cheek, he moved for the dismount. Inwardly, he was damning his position. He had to be so fucking responsible now and all and do work...
But if he finished and adequately cleared his schedule enough, then he could just wrap himself right up again.
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The extra sloppiness in the kiss was so fascinating, the hot breath in between whimpers and panting, it was like the situation completely flipped from Alastor being the clumsy and inexperienced one. He still was learning, but seeing Lucifer orgasm from his efforts, basically in his lap...
Seems like his body wasn't completely devoid of feeling desire. Alastor ignored it, focusing on making sure Lucifer was held comfortably, lowered back into sitting as the tentacles slithered out. Alastor wrapped his arms around the small of Lucifer's back to replace that removed warmth, letting the man catch his breath, lean against him or sit upright, whatever he preferred while Alastor basked in the sight.
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His body thrumming from climax, he sank forward and against Alastor, his tail falling limp on the floor. When depression sapped your libido, sapped any real urge to relieve yourself, and having an orgasm after... fuck... decades...
He was glad his shoes didn't pop off or something.
"Green flag... 'm green-flagging... that. Fuckin'... loved that..." So dreamy in tone, and it was coupled by far less sloppy kisses against his neck.
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Alastor's hands were clean, funny enough, so there was no foulness in petting Lucifer's blond hair as he slumped cozily against him.
"Lovely~"
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But why should he...? That was amazing and he felt like an entire dish of softened butter. Despite that, he had the faculties to tip his head into that touch through his hair.
"Mmm... you'd tell me if you wanted a turn, wouldn't you...?"
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For now, he was content. His arousal would wane and right now, he was much more pleased to have the closeness. Though Alastor had to give a little chuckle.
"The deer hair isn't too unpleasant?" he asked in interest - Lucifer was cuddled up so happily against his bare chest, against the fluff.
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But with the question, Lucifer turned his face to bury it in fluff. "Are you kidding...?? You're so fluffy... it's lovely..."
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"It does cause one to run out of shampoo much quicker."
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"The sacrifices we must make for beauty, my dear Bambi... the sacrifice does pay off, for you're very... pillowy." Nuzzlenuzzle.
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"Enjoy it in private, because I have no intention of giving anyone else a chance to look~"
He much preferred being dressed to impress. To leave an impression. The fact that he was willing to share even a little bit of himself with Lucifer of all people was new, even to him.
...Then again, that just has him thinking of getting his flesh torn out and exposed. Hmmm. Yes, that might have been what gave him the feeling that it might not be so bad being exposed around Lucifer in private.
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His tail whipped behind him. Something smoldered in him.
"Oho... I have no intention of sharing, Alastor. If any know what's good for them, they would know not to test me."
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Mama help him, his heart's never beaten this fast for someone before.
"...Hah! Then we're on the same page," Alastor laughed. That was far less suave than he'd liked, and the heat he was feeling in his cheeks didn't help. Really, he was being such a teenage boy about this!
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"Now, heal... for I unfortunately have obligations to attend to. But once they're through..."
He raised and kissed just beneath an ear. "I'm coming back for you. And only you."
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"I'll be tidied in no time, then. I'll have to reward you handsomely when you return~"
Alastor returned the teasing, heated kiss, this time at where Lucifer's jaw and neck met, lips teasing the tender skin.
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After a brief touch of cheek to cheek, he moved for the dismount. Inwardly, he was damning his position. He had to be so fucking responsible now and all and do work...
But if he finished and adequately cleared his schedule enough, then he could just wrap himself right up again.
Being twitterpated was suitable motivation.