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The prank was mostly harmless.

Really, who was she gunna have sex with other than her girlfriend?

If the two type A girlies were busy bangin’ then the rest of the hotel could take a breather and have a day or two to relax.

Harmless and they’d get to have fun.

Too bad Charlie had to be extra.

Lucifer smiled into the morning sun as he strolled through the garden. The girls really had outdone themselves with this one. Everything looked beautiful and even the carnivorous plants were happy and well fed. Lucifer did so love a good garden, with a nice path and a place to sit and breathe in the smell of ash from the snap dragons when they breathed their fire. Maybe the mourning lotus would have a nice glow over the pond tonight, he’d love to check that out. Oh, Charlie told him she planted his favorite Carvenias, those little poisonous beauties always smelled lovely after they drank some fresh blood.

Lucifer’s cane tipped tapped against the stone path, his smile genuine as he took in his daughter’s hard work. When he came to the center he took a deep breath and enjoyed the silence and tiny screams of the damnation carnations, they were in full bloom this time of year.

A sweet whiff hit his nose and the smell pulled at a memory, something like an alarm set to the lowest settings in the back of his mind. He cocked his head and followed the scent, he tasted the air to find exactly where the sweet scent was coming from.

That’s when he saw them, the Lustrious Dandies. They were in full bloom, a bit odd for this time of year. They had to have been cultivated inside to be thriving like this, poor things didn’t do well with full sun, they’d melt. And a melted dandy wasn’t pleasant if someone got any on them.

Lucifer frowned and touched a glittering purple petal, fully ready to use a victim to spread its pollen too. Somebody worked really hard to make it thrive this well, they usually only did well in Lust like this.

Lucifer sighed and moved away, he needed to grab Vaggie or Charlie and let them know they needed to pull this inside. He could find a place in the greenhouse for it.

That’s when he ran face first into a red clad chest and gave an oof. He stumbled back, catching his footing easily and rubbed at his nonexistent nose. He looked up and scowled.

“Of course you can’t give me a moment of peace.” Lucifer sighed and tamped his cane in front of him and leaned against it. He waved his hand in the air. “Go ahead, Alfred, get it out of your system. Whatever daily insult you have in your pocket, I’m listening.” He said and his tone was patronizing at best, the deer sinner was an annoyance but harmless.

Alastor’s smile tightened and his eyes narrowed, his own cane held off to the side and his arm stretched out.

“Oh, you do like to spoil my fun, don’t you?” Alastor demurred.

Lucifer shrugged, his task forgotten in favor of his daily dose of bickering with Bambi. “You’re predictable, bub. You always find me first thing in the morning to comment on my food of choice, right after your lunch for a dessert of boundary crossing and then at night when I’m enjoying the peace and quiet at the bar.” He explained and moved one hand to scratch at his chin and then he smirked a nasty little thing.

“One would think you have a crush, Alfonso.” He purred and tapped his pointer finger against his cheek. “That’s fair enough though, most overlord’s wet their pants at my presence for more than just fear.”

And there is it, the blush across his nose and the jerk of his chin. Lucifer’s smirk widened, todays after lunch round went to him then. The crush thing was probably right though, the King of Hell might not be as active now a days, but he was still temptation incarnate, no matter your gender or sexual identity. Though mostly the lesbians just wanted to be friends, they were fun to talk shop with everyone could appreciate a good pussy.

Overlords had a thing for the power play, but Lucifer stopped entertaining them long ago.

Lucifer pulled away from the conversation, he’d won, Alastor would growl and call him short then disappear. That’s how his wins went. He could have let the guy get it out of his system first, but he had something important to do.

Which was….

Well shit.

“What was I about to do…?” He murmured and brought his apple cane up to tap his chin and squint.

“Oh hoho!” Alastor cackled. “Forgetting things, sire? Well, you are up there in age I suppose, the elderly do tend to have a problem with short term memory.” He taunted and wiped at invisible dust from his sleeve.

Lucifer rolled his eyes. “I won this round Lester, off you go, I’ll see you at the bar tonight.” He promised like the overlord was a child being promised his treat if he was a good boy.

He moved away from the stag and went back the way he came, retracing his steps of his daughter’s beautiful garden. He heard Alastor’s indigent snarl at being brushed off and him trailing behind.

“Don’t you ignore me!” Alastor hissed. “You won nothing, just compared me to those degenerates, I assure you, sire. Nothing about my body fears your touch.”

Lucifer was pulled from his thoughts again, his retracing pulling him back towards the flowers, he moved away from his prize to tick his gaze up towards his disgruntled playmate.

“Sure, sure, Alabaster,” Lucifer sighed and rubbed at his forehead, hat tipping back. “Go away now, I can’t play and pull pigtails. I do actually have things to get done, sweetheart.” He degraded and moved back towards where his memory tugged at.

“Sweetheart— “

Ah, that’s right, the Dandies!

All at once, Lucifer moved to go around Alastor and find his daughter or her girlfriend. Alastor leaned forward to take a swipe at Lucifer, who was no longer there, stumbled and brushed the Lustrious Dandy, the blooms shivered at a victim so close by and puffed its glittery, sticky pollen right into Alastor’s face.

“What the fuck— “

Lucifer paused to watch everything transpire with a tilt of his head. He watched as Alastor made it worse by trying to wipe the sticky substance from his face, only succeeding in rubbing it into his nose and mouth, and tried to fling it off his hands but the glittery tacky glue-like pollen clung insistently. The best thing one could do was immediately wash it with rubbing alcohol and take a cold shower or find a partner to rub one out with. But once you got it in your nose or mouth, you were in for a long night. Pleasurable if you had a partner, but very tiring. You’d be stuck in bed for a day or two, both for pleasure and recovery.

“Good luck there, Al, maybe you should hit up that Box fella, he’s always interested in fucking your brains out.” Lucifer called and turned to walk away and find Charlie.

“What is this?” Alastor demanded and brought out a handkerchief to try and wipe his face and hands with it.

Lucifer watched him try to spit some out and snickered.

“That’s called fuck me pollen,” Lucifer answered.

“Haha,” Alastor sniped sarcastically. “What is it really, some sort of poison?”

Lucifer rolled his eyes. “The flower is called Lustrious Dandy, the pollen is affectionately called fuck me pollen, because all you want is somebody to fuck your brains out for about forty-eight hours, give or take how much gets into your system and how good the sex is.” Lucifer explained and lifted his cane to point at Alastor.

“And you my deer, just swallowed enough to last a day or two!” He cheered and made confetti and sparklers appear around them. “Now, unless you want it to last longer and you be humping the furniture, best go find yourself someone to fuck you senseless.”

With that, he left Alastor standing there, stunned and frozen in place.

Not his problem, if the fucker would have left him alone and taken the loss, he wouldn’t be about to experience the hardest dick down of his afterlife.

Maybe if someone fucked him good enough, the rod stuck up his ass would fall out and everybody could enjoy their day.

The day went on, and Lucifer had to wait until Charlie got back from handing out pamphlets for the hotel. He could move it himself, but he didn’t want to mess with her garden without permission. He still took care to cover the flowers with a little shading and a itty bitty cloud to mist over it to keep the petals cool. That would have to do for now.

He went strolling through the hotel after that. Most of the residence avoided him like the plaque, except for Angel Dust, Niffty and Alastor. Those three had terrible survival instincts to be sure.

He didn’t count the cat, he served him alcohol and steered clear for his own sanity, Lucifer could respect that.

That was fine though, Angel was fun to flirt with and get a laugh out of, Niffty’s weirdness was just cute, and Alastor was fun to put in his place.

Though right now, Angel was at work and Niffty said something about rats in the walls. There wasn’t, he made sure everything in this hotel was secure, but who was he to ruin her fun?

Alastor was probably figuring out that servicing himself wasn’t going to work and taking his idea of propositioning his little rivalry wannabe fuck buddy was the better option instead of the burning aching need between his legs. Lucifer bet he was at the self lubricant stage, that part was only fun if you had someone to slide in.

Ozzie really did outdo himself with that flower. It had all the best parts with little downside, a miracle for something created in Hell for sure.

With nothing better to do, he decided to grab a snack from the kitchen and head up to his workshop. He sent a text to Charlie to let her know he needed to talk about the flowers in the garden, so she’d come to find him when she got back.

He walked into the staff kitchen and made a beeline for the sweet treat drawer, when he heard the kitchen door slam back open. He looked over his shoulder and saw Alastor.

The sinner was breathing heavy, his limbs trembled as he staggered through the door. There was saliva dripping down his chin and a growing wet spot between his legs and soaking through the seat of his pants. His smile was held in place by green stitching, and he looked panicked.

“Lucifer!” He snarled and stumbled towards him, his legs probably felt like jelly, shooting tingling jolts into his groin so he’d fall to his knees and spread his legs.

“This is your fault, fix this!”

Lucifer stopped and threw his head back to laugh. He wheezed and held his stomach hurt from laughing so hard.

“Ah fuck, Allen,” he giggled and wiped a tear from his eye. “That’s a good one. Better find someone to fuck you before you start begging a hotel resident to do it!”

The fear in Alastor’s eyes was palpable, he stumbled forward and fell to his knees, unable to stand any longer. The pollen worked fast, soon he’d be a babbling mess of need and somebody’s new favorite toy.

“Y-you—this—this pollen wouldn’t have gotten me if you hadn’t been taunting me!” Alastor exclaimed and crawled towards Lucifer. “You have to fix this, why are you immune? You touched it too!”

Lucifer smirked down at the sinner, he kinda liked the guy on his knees, looking up at him with frenzied eyes and shaking limbs. “I’m the King of Hell, nothing down here can hurt or affect me the way it does everybody else. Just leaves me tingling for a second or so.” He shrugged and crossed his arms.

“That shit works fast Alastor,” he warned. “You really should find a partner, I haven’t been lying.” He added before turning away to grab that snack.

Shaking claws grabbed at his pant leg and tugged him to stop. Lucifer blinked in surprise and looked down as Alastor lay a shivering mess on the tiled floor.

“Stop it, I can’t j-just let s-someone fuck me, th-there’s no one I can tr-trust!” He cried out and with trembling wilting ears, he looked up at Lucifer. “Help me!”

Oh… well isn’t that a turn on.

Lucifer felt his pants tighten and grinned. Pivoting on his heel and bending at the waist to look Alastor right in the eyes and breathe in his face. He watched as the other man gave a broken gasp at just his breath touching his face.

“Well, well…” he purred and reached down to use a clawed finger and tip up Alastor’s chin. “It looks like the turned tables have—“he squinted and worked through his thought process, “—no wait, that’s not right.”

“Tables have turned—tables have turned!” Alastor helpfully replied.

Anything to speed this along.

“Nah that doesn’t sound right either,” Lucifer huffed and rubbed his thumb against Alastor’s wet chin. “Anyways,” he shrugged and pushed forward. “If you want me to fuck you through this, it’ll cost ya.”

Alastor stiffened and maybe if he wasn’t so desperate he might have worked the angle or talked the King in circles, but Lucifer bet his collection of ducks that his asshole was gushing and throbbing right now and leaving him with a burn of need unlike anything he’d ever known.

“What do you want?” Alastor rushed out, brows drawn together.

“Several things, actually, and I know I’ll get them too.” Lucifer grinned and moved away from the sinner.

“First and foremost, your soul, mine.” He ticked off.

Alastor moaned. “Can’t. Owned.”

Lucifer waved his hand in the air. “That doesn’t matter, I can negate other soul’s deals. You all belong to me whether I want you or not. But I want you working for me.”

Alastor’s eyes widened at the knowledge. “D-done!” He gasped and raised a shaking hand.

Lucifer grinned. “I own you, body and soul. Only way out is if I get bored of you.”

“Done done!” He sobbed and started humping the tiles.

Lucifer smirked and still held off. “Before we shake on it and I continue with the things I want. I need you to do one thing of your own free will,” he added and grabbed Alastor’s wrist to pull him back onto his knees.

His pants were soaked through and dripping onto the tiles.

Lucifer licked his lips before looking into Alastor’s red eyes. “Beg, Alastor, beg like you’ve never had a shred of dignity.”

Alastor had to grab onto Lucifer to stay upright, his legs wanted to spread wide open. He looked up in raw need and opened his mouth.

“Please,” he begged. “Please help me!”

“Aww, how cute,” Lucifer cooed. “Do better.”

Alastor sobbed into his chest. “Please, please Lucifer, fuck me. Make me feel good. Help me.”

“Mooore!”

Alastor had tears in his eyes. “Oh fuck, please Lucifer, use me to pleasure yourself. Please, I want it, I need it, only you my King. Yours to use whenever you want. Please fuck me, please!”

Lucifer rubbed at his fluffy ears for his own enjoyment. “Much better, Alastor.” He praised. “Keep going, you still sound like you have some dignity left.”

Alastor moaned shamelessly. “I need you, I need your dick inside me. I’ll do whatever you want, please, I’ll be good for you! I’ll always be good for you, I’ll praise you for eternity. I’ll worship at your feet in front of all of Hell, just please please, fuck me!”

Lucifer pet his hair. “Good boy,” he praised and shook his hand. “A deals a deal, my fuckboy.”

Their magic shook the hotel and sealed Alastor’s fate, his old collar and leash appearing for a moment before it changed to gold with a sheen of sparkles. Lucifer chuckled and snapped his fingers, opening a portal under Alastor and dumping him into Lucifer’s penthouse bed.

“Get ready for me, I’ll be in when I’m done here. I want you naked and ass up, face down, don’t move from that spot.” He ordered and shut the portal on Alastor’s wailing pleas.

Lucifer whistled and strolled over to grabbed his sweet treat. One of those thin caramel filled waffles, yum!

Ohh, these were good with coffee or tea. But Alastor wasn’t here to make a good cup of coffee for him, so tea it was. He waited for the kettle to boil the water, picked up his tea and added some honey before placing the little waffle on top. He waited for the caramel to warm and turn gooey before he pulled it off the top of the mug and popped it in his mouth and munched down. He hummed in pleasure of sugary caramel and sipped his tea.

He sighed when his tea was halfway finished, and he put the mug in the sink and opened another portal and stepped into his penthouse bedroom.

The sobs coming from his bed were lovely and made his dick stir in his pants. He let his hat float over to the hook by the door along with his jacket and put his shoes by the door. Once done he walked over to his bed, removing his vest and shirt underneath.

Alastor was exactly as he was ordered, ass up and a tail hiked high and matted in slick. His head pressed against the bed where he sobbed openly, and his entire body was as tight as a piano string. Slick matted his ass and thighs fur, his muscles were taut and twitching. His ears drooped against his head and trembled with every heaving breath.

“Aww, Al,” he purred as he crawled up into the bed and met Alastor’s glazed over expression. “Did you think I’d just leave you like this?”

“Yes!”

Lucifer chuckled. “I did think about it, you never did make me agree to do this right away for that soul of yours.” He teased and grabbed a handful of slick covered ass. “But I think this is gunna be fun and I could use a good time. Plus, your pretty and you make some slutty sounds.” Lucifer grinned and moved forward to take a taste.

“Oh fuck!” Alastor wheezed and pushed back eagerly into the King’s mouth.

Lucifer moaned at the taste of him, an earthy taste with something spicy. The pollen did a good job making his slick taste appealing. Lucifer might like sweets, but there was something on brand for Alastor to taste like greenery and home cooking. He slurped the pulsing hole and pushed his tongue inside. There was no resistance, no tight clench to his muscles. Everything about him was ready to be fucked, like a bitch in heat. But Lucifer was going to enjoy himself in all forms. He couldn’t wait for the high to come down after a few fucks and Alastor realize what he’s done.

He sucked his pucker and moaned against it, feeling Alastor widened his stance further and begin to beg again.

“Please, please, please—it’s not enough, please, we had a deal!” His wails were music to Lucifer’s ears.

The static filling the air set his air on end but otherwise his powers were on the fritz until this whole thing was over. Lucifer plunged a few fingers inside Alastor’s hole just to get a feel for him. He was incredibly soft, like satin, puffy inside from the pollen to make the loosen muscle still feel tight for the partner. Lucifer found his prostate and barely brushed his claws against it but had Alastor arching his back and cumming on one touch.

“Good boy.” He praised and watched Alastor’s ears swivel to his voice. “A few more and you should have a coherent thought back in your head.” He laughed and unzipped his pants.

No prep work needed, Lucifer gave himself a good squeeze before grabbing Alastor’s hips and yanking him back onto his cock. There was no need to give the buck time to adjust, Lucifer felt like his dick was wrapped warm silk as he pounded into the sinner and moaned. The quick pace was more for Alastor benefit, Lucifer liked to take things slow, but the deer had suffered long enough in his mindless haze, time for him to suffer coherently.

Alastor gave bleats and static filled yelps, he whined and whimpered, holding onto the sheets hard enough to rip. Lucifer growled his pleasure and when he tilted his hips to hit his prostate, the demon shrieked and came again. So very sensitive, the King of Hell thought this might need to be a regular occurrence.

By the third orgasm, Lucifer finally came himself and pulled out once he filled him full to lay beside Alastor, who flopped onto the bed without Lucifer to hold him up. He panted and shivered, coming down from his sex filled high. As long as they kept at it when the need arose, Alastor could keep his wits about him. Which was much more fun than a mindless whore with a hole.

Lucifer watched his eyes and ears perk back up. He grinned when Alastor started to surface from his haze. Alastor’s eyes sharpened enough to realize what they’d done and where they were and then he watched the horror bloom as he realized what he’d agreed to. His ears flattened against his skull and his eyes shot up with dials to meet Lucifer’s golden eyes.

“You bastard!” He snarled out but couldn’t move, his backside still jelly and waiting for the next round. “You fucking cretin, you took my soul for sex?!”

Lucifer snickered and leaned forward to move sweaty strands of hair from Alastor’s face, noting how Alastor’s eyes lowered and how he sighed at his touch.

“I’m not the one who needed it, you decided I was the only one you could trust to fuck you.” Lucifer shrugged and reached up to do what was now becoming his favorite pastime, scratching and petting soft fluffy ears.

“Deals with the devil don’t always go your way.” He cautioned.

Alastor disgruntled and sour look was ruined by how his ears pushed forward into his claws, how his shoulders sagged against the bed.

“I can’t imagine what use you’ll have for me after this.” Alastor growled out. “What other things were you going on about?”

Lucifer chuckled. “Well, depending on how good this was, I was going to have you be my fuck buddy,” he answered and watched Alastor’s eyes turn to dials again.

“Of course, you’ll continue to work here and help Charlie, but I’m definitely going to have your help with paperwork.” He added. “Making me coffee in the morning too, you make the best coffee.”

Alastor smiling face definitely would be holding a scowl if it could. “So, I’m a glorified assistant?”

Lucifer smirked and moved from his ears to grab his chin. “And a bed warmer, don’t forget that!” He purred and kissed his yellow fanged smile. “Otherwise, you keep doing whatever you want, as long as your duties are maintained.” He murmured against thin lips.

“Now, I know that ass of your is starting to burn again,” he teased and kissed Alastor on the nose. “So, if you want my dick, you better learn real quick what a lover does.”

Lucifer heard more than saw Alastor swallow his nerves before his smiling lips softened just enough to recuperate the kiss. Their lips melded against each other and Lucifer’s hand moved to the back of his head to hold him steady until he was done. Lucifer licked into his mouth and razor sharp teeth opened for him to explore, Alastor was still Alastor, and he met his inquisitive tongue with his own in a battle of sorts. The demon tasted like coffee and blood, Lucifer thought the the taste of him was a lovely balance, his ass of earth with spice and his kisses of bitter tang.

When Alastor started twitching and gasping against his mouth, Lucifer pulled back and licked warm lips that chased his own.

“C’mon Bambi, stay with me, I want you present for the rest of this. It’s no fun if you only beg.” Lucifer laughed and yanked Alastor up, up and up until his spread thighs were on either side of Lucifer’s hips and he sank down onto his waiting cock.

Alastor’s expression was so fucking hot. His pride broke right in front of him, crumbling as fast as his resolve in the kitchen did. His thighs were flush with Lucifer’s hips, and his dick and balls lay against the King’s pelvis, unaffected by all this, because this was about getting pounded in the ass. Alastor scrunched up his face while his body shook with the force to suck in breath and adjust to his new position.

“Honestly,” Lucifer hummed and grabbed furry hips. “This is my favorite position, I like to see all the faces my partner makes.”

He watched Alastor pant above him, he planted his claws on either side of Lucifer’s head and snarled with a smile.

“Hmm,” Lucifer screwed his lips to the side before saying, “Hey Al?”

“W-what?” He hissed out.

“I release you from your smile.”

Alastor’s eyes went wide and the venom green of the stitches over his mouth appeared before blinking out of existence.

“Wh-why?” He asked.

Lucifer shrugged. “I want to see your real expressions.” He simply said and tightened his hold on narrow hips. “Now, make some pretty faces, sweetheart.” He purred and lifted Alastor up before slamming him back down.

That broken expression was much more satisfying without his jagged smiling hiding his anguish. His jaw dropped open, and he looked at Lucifer with shock and need. Lucifer purred and happily slammed up into the sinner, lighting up his insides and taking his own enjoyment from the feel of him.

“Such a pretty thing,” he praised and watched Alastor bite quivering lips and scrunch his eyes, no smile to hide his embarrassment at how much he liked the praise. “C’mon sweetheart,” he panted in his own pleasure. “You like praise, I like your sounds, keep giving me what I want, and I’ll give you exactly what you need.”

Alastor’s high-pitched whine spilled from a face that morphed into open mouthed ecstasy, his brows pulled up and eyes closed as he focused on the cock rubbing his swollen insides. Lucifer moaned and slammed in harder, listening to pretty and downright slutty little moans and wet gasps as he came on the King of Hell’s cock.

“Ah, ahhh, Lucifeeer!” He practically worshipped and came again.

Lucifer didn’t care, he chased his own pleasure knowing Alastor would cum again. He ground against his hole, and his head went back as he bore his teeth and came inside wet silken heat. He gasped when Alastor’s laid out on top of him and kissed his throat, mouthing at his jaw and leaving open mouthed kisses.

Lucifer blinked stars from his vision to side eye the deer sinner, who’s ears drooped submissively with an expression that was soft and vulnerable.

The pollen didn’t do that, it just made you a horny bitch, but you were still there.

Oh… Alastor really did have a crush on him.

Lucifer, for the first time in a long time, blushed bright gold. He grabbed either side of Alastor’s face and kissed him in earnest.

Because the thing was, he didn’t actually think Alastor liked him. Being fucked by the King of Hell was bragging rights, overlords loved to say they seduced the King. Sinners were all the same, they just wanted power, and they wanted to say they sat on the real throne. If they didn’t want his body, they ran in the other direction. Most hated guy in all the universe follows you around. The only sinner who ever wanted him, didn’t like the demon but the angel she knew before. Alastor liked him. Has been literally picking fights like a schoolboy with a crush, just to get his attention.

Well, Alastor had it for eternity now, because Lucifer wasn’t letting this one go.

“Mine.” He growled against spit wet lips.

Alastor’s arms wrapped around his head and played with his hair, his eyes half lidded, and a tried chuckle escaped parted lips.

“Well yes, you own my soul.” He replied.

Lucifer shook his head. “Fuck our deal, you’re mine because I want you, because you look at me like that.” He corrected before he pulled Alastor down for another emotionally charged kiss.

Alastor sucked in a breath at the obvious shift between them. Lucifer didn’t feel bad for being a dick earlier, he got to keep the deer forever because of it, but he’d make sure his sinner was well taken care of.

When they pulled apart, Lucifer flipped them and had Alastor under him now, folding him almost in half to keep kissing. He worked more diligently, making sure Alastor ‘s pleasure was his entire focus. The sinner gasped in surprise and clawed up his back, Lucifer nipped his lip and smiled when Alastor looked at him in confusion. He grabbed his thighs to spread them wide and worked him over.

“Fuck your asshole is so soft, like fucking a pillow. You’re so good Alastor, such a good boy. When you’re not high on this pollen, I can’t wait for you to clench down on my cock.” He praised and nipped at his jaw.

Alastor whimpered and hid his face in Lucifer’s hair. “If you think I’ll just roll over and let you fuck me whenever you want— “

Lucifer chuckled and kissed his sweaty cheek. “You will, because you’ve wanted me to fuck you for a while, haven’t you, sweetheart?” He soothed and changed the angle of his next thrust to rub against that prostate.

“Ohhh,” Alastor hissed out. “Ahhh, ahh, ahh!” His cute little mewls melted as he came again.

Lucifer smiled and kissed his furry chest. “Good boy, you make the perfect little mewls, I love it.” He praised.

Alastor trembled. “I-I don’t— “he gasped as Lucifer worked him back up again. “I don’t know what you’re t-talking about!” He shrieked and came again.

Alastor lay there, panting and gulping for air, all the while Lucifer came inside with a pleased sound before he started pumping again, filling the room with the sound of wet suction.

“Please,” Alastor choked out, his tone begging while throwing an arm over his eyes. “A moment.”

Lucifer pulled out immediately and laid beside him again, taking his free hand into his. “Sure, but the more times you cum the faster this gets done.”

Alastor made a noise in the back of his throat and his thumb idly rubbed at Lucifer’s knuckles. They laid in silence for a while, long enough, where Lucifer thought Alastor might have passed out. He dozed himself, sated and content with his own orgasms.

He woke when Alastor tugged on his hand, he thought he wanted it back, so he moved to let go, but Alastor snatched his hand back and squeezed.

“I thought, what with how you taunted me earlier, that you knew and looked down on me.” Alastor murmured.

Lucifer yawned and turned to snuggle close and kiss his shoulder. “Overlords used to come by my court and proposition me all the time, it was a game I guess, who could seduce the King and get bragging rights.”

Alastor paused long enough again that Lucifer drifted, it was nice having a warm body in his bed again.

“Why would you allow them too?”

Lucifer blinked and moved his chin to lay against his bony shoulder. “I never did, just something that’s always been. Overlords come and go, they try to schmooze me and gain power or whatever. You weren’t exactly flirting, I’ll give you that. But you are a weird fucker, I thought you were trying something different.”

Alastor snorted and nuzzled into his hair. “I was, you idiot.”

Lucifer nipped his shoulder hard enough to draw blood, making Alastor gasp in delight. “You were antagonizing me, sorry I didn’t catch the memo that you didn’t learn to flirt passed first grade,”

Alastor scoffed. “As though you would have been receptive to flirting right out of the gate.”

Lucifer opened his eyes and stared at a fluffy chest. “…. Touché.”

Alastor chuckled and pulled his arm up to run claws through blonde hair. “Glad you’re catching on then… now, about my soul.”

Lucifer huffed a laugh. “That stays mine.” He affirmed. “But,” he added, “you really won’t have to worry too much. Whatever your old master said or did isn’t what I’m looking for, just a bit of security that even if you get bored, you can’t leave, I’m keeping your forever.”

Alastor rubbed at his eyes and down his face. “Of course.” He groused and shivered again.

Lucifer hummed and went to pull away and help him, but Alastor pulled him back. “Not yet, I still have questions.” He insisted, but his body betrayed him, legs falling open and his breathing turning ragged.

Lucifer smirked. “Tell you what,” he teased. “If you can stay with it while I fuck you, I promise to answer your questions.”

Alastor scowled, a genuine bonafide scowl. “Fine, just—hurry please.”

Lucifer licked his lips and moved between his legs. He moved Alastor on his side and crossed his legs before he pushed in and started rocking nice and slow.

“Go ahead,” Lucifer chuckled and watched Alastor arch his back. He saw his tail wag and had to grab it and give it a tug. “Ask your questions.”

Alastor clawed at the sheets and bared his teeth with wide eyes with a shocked gasp. “Oh, fuck, my tail!” He exclaimed and impaled himself further to move away from the hand, the movement only made Lucifer hold on tighter and use his tail to help him thrust in and out.

“C’mon sweetheart, you had questions.”

“A moment please!” Alastor squeaked and panted as he moved with his thrusts. “Oh please, Lucifer, please more!”

Lucifer grinned and moved a leg over his shoulder for a better angle, while finding the soft skin under his tail and rubbing his thumb over the heated skin there.

“I’ve got you, you want this right?” He growled and angled his hips and slammed into his poor abused bundle of nerves.

The deer sounds were Lucifer’s favorite so far, besides his inability to hide his expressions in the moment now.

“Yes, right there, there there there!” He panted and tensed when he climaxed again, Lucifer kept going though, he’d cum again, threes seemed to be his number.

“Fuck you really are big!” Alastor moaned. “Ah, why did you-ah right theeere yes-you tell me to go to Vox if you liked me!”

Lucifer rolled him onto his back and loomed over as best he could with the height difference, the slap of skin loud in the room, he moved to fold Alastor in half so he could look him in the eyes.

“Whether I liked you or not, I didn’t know it was more than just a power play for you. I’m tired of being played with, either you just want to laugh about bagging the King of Hell and get to talk shit with them all or you avoid me altogether because your scared.” He panted his answer and moaned as he came again.

“You have a lot of stamina.” Alastor wheezed out, his face scrunching up and he bore his teeth as he came again.

“Alastor, seriously, you really gotta stop underestimating me.” Lucifer chuckled and laid out on his back.

Alastor rolled himself and laid out on top of Lucifer, he leaned down and kissed him. His movements were sloppy, uncoordinated yet passionate and determined. Conveying his own emotions in a way he couldn’t voice. They parted only to breathe before Alastor went back in, tilting his head for a better angle and making Lucifer moan when his tongue licked into his mouth.

“Alastor— “he gasped when they needed air, but Alastor was relentless, he acted as though this is what he’s been waiting on, longing for. Alastor sighed against his mouth and held the King’s face in his hands.

“This wasn’t how I wanted this to go,” Alastor whispered against his lips in between sensual kisses. “I wanted to ease you into the flirting,” he explained. “Invite you out on a date.”

Lucifer blinked hazy eyes and tried to focus on what was being said. “I’d love to date you.”

Alastor hummed happily against his mouth, panting hot breath against Lucifer’s face and licking at his bottom lip. “Good to hear,” he purred. “I have a lovely idea for a date.”

Lucifer’s mind was gone, Alastor was a surprisingly good kisser, he made Lucifer’s mind dizzy and soft at the edges. “Mmm you taste so good.”

Alastor’s smile against his lips was genuine as he left a peck on his lips.

“Likewise, though I thought you’d taste like apples, not caramel.” He commented.

Lucifer blinked a few times as Alastor curled up on top of him, his nose against his throat.

“I thought you were cute, and I wanted you. Power is nice as well and you can keep up with me word for word.” Alastor added and yawned.

Lucifer raised a brow. “Me, cute?”

“You’re adorable, Lucifer.” Alastor insisted.

Lucifer glared down and got hit in the face by an ear in the process.

“Name one cute thing!”

Alastor chuckled against his throat. “You make pancakes in the morning, and the butter always looks like a duck.” He answered and lifted his head to look at Lucifer’s reaction.

His face burned gold and his mouth pulled down to his chin, he stuttered out a trifle protest. “I do that b-because… because Charlie thinks its cute!”

Alastor smirked. “You sing the song I’m Singing In The Rain whenever you decide to take the stairs for the fun of it and twirl around on your cane.”

Lucifer looked absolutely scandalized. “How the fuck do you know that?”

Alastor laughed. “It’s my job to know everything.” He teased. “Now shall I continue, or do I win this round, hm?”

Lucifer stared at him, incredulous that in the middle of all this, Alastor wanted to banter and have his win. “We’re in the middle of a sexathon, and winning is still on your mind?”

Alastor grinned and his claw came up to hold one cheek and kiss the other.
“Of course, I always have to win.”

Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Seems like your down two,” he pointed out and gestured to where they were now.

Alastor’s smile went a little needling and his eyes narrowed. “Am I though? I got what I wanted, in the end. Two things I wanted in fact. I believe up two, sire.”

Lucifer looked at a lost and so Alastor sighed as though he was slow and lifted a hand to point his finger in the air. “The first win is you and I in bed, where I may kiss you to my blackened heart’s content.” He explained and lifted a second finger. “The second win is being freed from my old leash, my soul belonging to my beau is I’m sure to benefit later on.”

Before they could continue the conversation, Alastor gasped and forced himself up onto his rubber knees and Lucifer moved to help him sit on his half hard cock. It didn’t take long to grow hard with that sweet heat pulsing around him.

“How much longer must we do this?” Alastor whined.

“Uhhhh…” Lucifer summoned his phone and read the time. “I think we’re like, an hour or so in. So forty-seven hours or so.”

Alastor moaned in frustration. “Please don’t take this the wrong way, I am enjoying us, but there are better ways to pass the time than to just sit on your cock and fuck myself.” He panted and worked himself as best he could on Lucifer.

The King had to grin. “I’ll be honest, you trapped in my bed and keeping me warm and satisfied is amazing, I could get used to having you open and wet for me.”

Alastor blushed so red he matched his hair. “You wouldn’t!”

Lucifer chuckled and grabbed his hips to help him get the right angle. “Maybe once a month or so, we’ll make love until you can’t walk, and I’ll keep you in bed. I could do that for all of eternity.”

Alastor’s eyes sharpened from their pleasure filled haze, but Lucifer wasn’t sure why. The overlord just grinned at him and took one of his claws into his own and squeezed. He followed his climax with Lucifer’s help, moaning Lucifer’s name before collapsing and kissing him again, kissing until his head swam. When Alastor pulled away his smile was small and secretive.

“I think I could live with that.” He murmured before pulling himself back and working them both over the edge again.

It was some time later, but not long enough for them to be done, that Charlie came to his penthouse door knocking.

Lucifer had Alastor over the armrest of the couch, fucking into him. Different location to break up any boredom. Lucifer moaned into the other man’s back before a clone appeared, fully clothed and looking far less wrecked than he did and ran to the door.

“Oh,” Alastor moaned in interest. “I could have two of you?”

Lucifer panted against his back as he worked the other over the edge, neither kept count at this point. They weren’t even done with today and still have tonight and tomorrow.

“If you want it, sure. Your ass is the only thing that wants filled though.”

Alastor arched his back as he came again before catching himself on shaky arms.
“Speaking of filled,” he wheezed out. “Am I a jelly donut at this point?”

Lucifer paused, trying to connect the dots—give him a break he wasn’t the one with the sex pollen, just godlike stamina—before he snorted a laugh and slapped Alastor on the ass, making him bleat.

“I’ve been making it disappear, you don’t seem the type to like cum matting your fur, sweetheart.” He replied and walked around to lift Alastor up and sit him against the couch, settling between his legs.

Alastor looked far too pleased with his thoughtfulness. “And here they say chivalry is dead.”

Lucifer snickered and wrapped his arms around his middle. “Ya know,” he mused, head cushioned on the fluff of his lover’s chest. “You’re fun to talk to.”

Alastor tilted his head with a pleased little smile and played with sweaty blonde locks. “Oh?”

The feel of his claws in his hair tickled and he smiled a sleepy little thing. “How’re you feeling?” He mumbled.

“Less like my insides are on fire and I need to be bred like I’m in heat.” Alastor sighed.

Lucifer’s eyes drooped just a little. “M’kay, good. The worst is out of the way then, we’ve been goin’ at it like animals, so’s we could pro’bly nap before you need another couple rounds.”

“That’s sounds lovely, could we perhaps go back to the bed then?” Alastor asked, his tone lilted in a quiet tease.

Lucifer hummed and lifted his hand to snap his fingers and drop them back onto the bed. He yawned and laid his head against the pillows, but Alastor pulled him close and made himself the pillow. The King of Hell sighed and pulled Alastor closer still, breathing in his sweaty earthy scent.

“Absolutely adorable.” Alastor whispered and snuggled close.

“M’m not.” He slurred and faded into the warmth around him.

It didn’t take as long as Lucifer thought, they were mostly out of the woods by the next morning. Alastor stretched his sore muscles beside him and looked happy to be done with their shared debacle. Lucifer reached out and massaged one of his calves.

“Feeling back in your limbs yet?” He asked.

Alastor nodded. “Yes, I can move my legs. Though whether I’m able to walk after the amount of times you drilled into my rear, remains to be seen.”

Lucifer snickered. “Yeah, you still need a recovery day.” He said and pulled away to stand. “Let me go start the bath and we’ll clean up.”

Alastor stopped him. “One thing though,”

Lucifer blinked and came back over. “What’s up buttercup?”

Alastor’s ears went back. “No, sweetheart is my limit,” he warned before continuing. “You promised me clone sex, but we never got to do that.”

Lucifer rubbed at his eyes and snorted a laugh. “Alastor, you just said you probably can’t walk. And you still want to have sex?”

Alastor’s frown was adorable. “I was promised two of you.”

Lucifer smirked and leaned his head against his hand, his body leaning against the side of the bed. “Al, haven’t you had enough of me?” He joked.

Alastor grabbed hold of the King and yanked him into his lap. “Not even a little bit.” He purred and kissed him in that way of his, all consuming need.

Lucifer sighed into the kiss and pet at soft ears. “What did you have in mind?” He murmured between kisses.

Alastor hated his make-outs being interrupted, Lucifer came to find out, and in this instance it was no different. “Summon the damn thing and I’ll go from there.” He grumped and yanked Lucifer flush against him so he couldn’t pull away from his mouth.

The clone appeared and was just as tickled by Alastor’s behavior. He sidled up to Alastor and kissed his cheek, watching him act as though Lucifer was the only way he could breathe.

“You really like kissing.” He commented while he worked his way down from cheek to jaw and down his neck. “You definitely like it more than sex.”

Alastor shivered and only pulled away so he could look at the real Lucifer in his kiss drunk eyes. “That’s very true, I don’t think I’ll grow tired of kissing you.” He purred out and licked into the pliant mouth below him.

Lucifer grinned and moved behind them to kiss Alastor’s neck and shoulders.
“How did you want to do this, you were the one who wanted a clone. You could have easily kissed me senseless in the fucking bath.” He teased.

Alastor struggled to get his legs under himself, but with some help, moved both himself and Lucifer. The King of Hell was laid out beneath him, still attached at the mouths. Alastor arched his spine and gave Lucifer a lovely view of his abused reddened hole. Lucifer made a concerned sound in the back of his throat and leaned forward to kiss the puffy skin. Alastor moaned and pushed into his mouth while sucking the life out of Lucifer’s trapped one.

Lucifer sighed against his hole and licked into him, just a few licks told him how heated and over sensitive the skin was, and he pulled away.

“Al, sweetheart, why don’t we do this later, you need a break.”

Alastor growled and pulled away from his new favorite pastime to glare over his shoulder with a snap of his neck. “If I didn’t want this, I wouldn’t ask. I’m not made of porcelain, Lucifer. Fuck me and make me cum while I enjoy this.”

Lucifer threw his head back and laughed. “Oh, you’re gunna be fun to explore.”

Alastor huffed and went to his glazed over and dopey smiling Lucifer. His smile was amused and indulgent and he murmured against his lips. “Likewise.” Before licking back into Lucifer’s mouth.

Lucifer smirked and pulled Alastor’s hips down, sliding in without resistance and moaning at the feel of him. The Lucifer currently getting his mouth fucked hasn’t been able to feel his dick since last night. But the clone didn’t have that problem. Alastor radiate heat, overused and ass cheeks red from the constant slap of skin. He wouldn’t be able to sit right for a week, and Lucifer wasn’t very inclined to heal that. Just knowing he’d have to sit in an overlord meeting like that made Lucifer excited.

“Fuck you feel so amazing, your insides are still burning, sweetheart. Don’t lie to me, if you needed more.” Lucifer admonished and began to rock slowly, he wanted to drag this out and watch his cock slide in and out. The other him could distract Alastor and keep him company while he thoroughly enjoyed this overwhelming heat.

Alastor’s lips stuttered against his own and he pulled away to drag in a breath, his eyes were wide and Lucifer saw tears. “Oh fuck,” he wheezed like someone punched him.

“Al, you’re over sensitive,” the Lucifer below slurred. “This is our last time until you’re healed.”

Alastor’s face was contorted between a scowl and anguish. “I-I’ll tell y-you when I’ve h-had enough!”

Lucifer rolled his eyes. “You’re crying, sweetheart. It hurts, I’m not interested in actually hurting you. Just the fun pain.”

“This is fun.” Alastor hissed even as tears spilled down his cheeks. “Fuck this so nice.” He pushed out and sucked in a wet gasp.

The Lucifer from behind raised a brow before grabbing onto his already abused and tender tail. He gave it a good squeeze and tug. He listened to Alastor sob and felt him clench down. Definitely done with the pollen if his walls could clench again. The other Lucifer turned to glare at the one from behind, but Alastor yanked him back down.

“Don’t ruin this.” He whimpered and brought him back in for another heavy make out.

Lucifer from behind chuckled at how indigent his other half sounded, he might be the same person, but this version just wants to fuck a pretty hole and pleasure Alastor. He refused to speed up, continuing his slow drag in and out. Despite his want for the deer, he was being considerate of his raw ass and probably bruised prostate. Alastor had enough pollen in him to cum on feel alone.

Lucifer from below panted against his deer’s mouth and tried to pull back, but Alastor just wrapped around his neck and continued his onslaught.

“Alastor,” he tried to mumble. “You’re in actual pa-ow!” He yelped more in surprise that Alastor bit him.

“Don’t interrupt me.” Alastor grumbled.

Lucifer snickered from behind. “Pillow princess.”

Alastor pulled back and his eyes were dials. “What?!”

Lucifer sucked in his lips and held up his hands, the one from behind said what he couldn’t. “Am I lying?” He asked and gave a could thrust to remind him of what they were doing.

Alastor’s dials disappeared and switched back to the teary-eyed look, his ears drooped. Lucifer had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing.

The Lucifer from behind grinned and rolled his hips into the next sharp thrust.

“Not so big and bad now, huh, pillow princess?” Lucifer taunted.

“I am not!” He squeaked, his whole form glitched.

“Op, powers are back.” Lucifer from below commented.

“Just fuck me already!” Alastor squealed, the static in his voice catching.

Lucifer motioned for the clone to finish him off, the clone grumbled but did as told. Alastor braced himself unseeing over top of Lucifer, his powers causing a squeal of feedback in the room. When he came it sounded like someone found a bad station on the radio.

The clone disappeared once Alastor collapsed over him. Lucifer sighed and made the bath start.

“You really didn’t need that.”

“I did and you’ll do it again,” Alastor garbled out and turned to kiss his cheek.

Lucifer smiled into the kiss and his heart warmed. “Alright, alright, let’s get washed up. You’ll be asleep before I finish washing your hair.”

After much needed sleep and a tiny bit of healing, just enough where walking could happen, but his backside still felt the throb. The two were able to go about their daily life again.

Lucifer tried to gently interrogate Charlie on who gave her the flowers, Alastor needled from his side to tag team. Both Charlie and Vaggie looked at them strangely but refused to say, even though Vaggie was extremely upset by the whole thing.

“It’s alright, Vaggie,” Lucifer soothed. “It doesn’t work on Charlie and I.” He promised with a smile. “I think you might have a bit of an immunity too. You’d still feel…. Needs but not as strongly as a lower-level demon or sinner, they’re just bitches in heat with this stuff.”

Alastor stamped the end of his cane on the King’s foot, causing him to yelp and limp away.

“Al!” Vaggie exclaimed.

Alastor’s smile was wide, and his eyes were narrowed. “Oops, accident.”

Lucifer glared at him before turning a radiant smile on the girls. “So, you see, nobody has to get into trouble. I just want them to understand the dangers they put the other residents in!”

But the girls weren’t buying it. “It’s fine Dad, I already talked to the person who gave them to me, and they promised to never try it again,” Charlie assured him.

Alastor hmm’ed and leaned down to grab Lucifer by the shoulder. “Well, if it’s settled then, that’s all we’re worried about my dear. We’ll make sure the flower is put away in a safe location.” He replied and pulled Lucifer along. “We’ll see you at dinner time!”

Charlie frowned. “Since when are you two so close?”

Vaggie lifted a brow. “And Al you’re walking kind of…”

Both girls gasped, one of delight and the other in disgust.

“You didn’t!” Vaggie exclaimed at Lucifer, who blushed bright gold. “You fucked the Radio Demon?!”

Charlie’s grin was brighter than the sun. “Ohhh, you two are so close now, did you figure out Alastor was flirting with you Dad?”

Lucifer winced and scrunched up his shoulders. “Y-yeah Duckie, I got it figured out, haha.” He replied.

Alastor yanked him close. “Well, so much for privacy, though I suppose Charlie knowing isn’t really a problem.”

Charlie watched how Lucifer made a face at the manhandling but also saw how he went with the manhandling, allowed Alastor to pulled him around and bring him close. She walked up and hugged Lucifer tight.

“I’m happy for you Dad.” She whispered.

Lucifer hugged her back, a little dazed. “Thanks Char-Char.”

When they looked at each other and shared a soft smile, Alastor’s grip softened and he fixed his collar. Charlie grinned again at the sight.

Vaggie made another disgusted sound. “There are so many other people with better standards, even in Hell, why him?!”

Lucifer blinked. “Oh, I’m really not that great either,” he reminded her. “Alastor’s moral compass is as skewed as mine. So that’s not something to judge him for.”

“He eats people Lucifer!” Vaggie argued and pointed at Alastor as though he wouldn’t know who she was referring to.

Alastor raised a brow and tilted his head. His claws trailed up Lucifer’s back and wrapped around his neck loosely, his claws gently massaged the joint between shoulders and neck and had Lucifer practically purring.

“What a man does on his own time isn’t really my problem.” He sighed and closed his eyes to his partner’s open affection.

He didn’t see the wicked gleam in Alastor’s eyes or how he grin turned menacing.
“Well, I think the King has made his point, no reason to beat a dead horse.” He said with usual chipper tone.

Lucifer hummed as Alastor’s claws worked a knot. “I thought it was eat a dead horse?”

Alastor chuckle was riddled in static, but the warmth was there all the same. “No, sire. But if you’re in the mood for some horse meat, I’m happy to procure it for you.”

Lucifer shook his head. “I’ve had it, a bit too lean for my taste.”

Alastor’s claws moved from his shoulders and up his neck to tip his chin up. He grabbed the King’s hat before it could fall to the ground. He bent at the waist and kissed where his nose would be.
“I couldn’t agree more, needs a bit of fat to render out and make the meat soften.”

Lucifer rolled his shoulders and smiled at Alastor, he wasn’t sure why this was their conversation now, but he could follow along. “Yeah, I bet you could make something out of anything though, even something as lean as horse meat.”

Alastor’s smile turned genuine, and his eyes crinkled at the edges. He held the hat behind his back while he fixed Lucifer’s collar.

“Charlie dear?” He prompted.

Charlie jumped and immediately hid her phone. “Oh, uh, yes Alastor?” She practically cooed.

“I suggest both you and your paramour find somewhere else to be now,” he hummed and caressed Lucifer’s cheek. “Your father and I have to see about dinner for two, if you don’t mind.”

Charlie looked confused and Vaggie rolled her eyes before the Princess caught on and gave an ‘oh!’

“We’ll leave you two alone then! See you later, Dad!”

Vaggie grumbled when she was pulled along. “This is a bad idea.”

“Not really our business though!” Charlie reminded.

Lucifer watched them go before his eyes turned back to Alastor and shuffled forward to kiss his smiling lips. “Are we really having dinner or are we having sex? I think we could do both, we had a good time with dinner in bed last time.”

Alastor had him by the neck and tilted his head to kiss him. Always all in with Alastor, he wanted to drown Lucifer in his affections, wanted to taste the back of his throat. Lucifer raised his claws to thread them through soft hair and scratch at the seam between ears and skull. Alastor’s claw at his neck shifted so he could caress his cheek with his thumb.

Surprisingly, it was Alastor who pulled away first. His smile was small and happy while he fixed Lucifer’s hat back on his head, fixed his clothes and wiped his kiss bruised lips.

“I know who gave Charlie the flowers.” He suddenly spoke.

It took several seconds for Lucifer’s brain to start back up. Alastor waited with gentle patience, taking care to fix his hat just so and rubbed his palms up and down his arms.

“Who what now?” Lucifer asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.

Alastor chuckle was ever indulgent, and he kissed his cheek. “Angel Dust gave Charlie the Lustrious Dandies.”

Lucifer’s brain went from gooey loved mush to zeroed in protective daddy in seconds.

“He what?” He growled and his eyes went red and his tail lashed out.

Alastor looked intrigued. “When we finish with him, will you make love to me like this?”

The whiplash in which Alastor could deliver should be studied.

Lucifer almost tripped on his own two feet and Alastor caught him. “Falling for me already, sire?” He teased.

“Shut up!” Lucifer yelped and blushed. “You’re sure Angel did it?” He double checked.

Alastor nodded once. “But a little interrogation will confirm it. I am excited to see what you’ll do to him.”

Lucifer liked Angel, they had fun together and flirted— “You’re not just saying it was him because he and I pretend to flirt, right?”

Alastor’s ears went back immediately. “That helps my want to watch you torture him, but I am telling the truth.”

Lucifer sighed and rubbed at a fluffy deer ear shamelessly, because he got full permission to touch them whenever he pleased—okay not whenever he pleased technically but Lucifer wouldn’t be the devil if he didn’t take advantage of their deal in small ways at least—he watched Alastor’s smile drop into a neutral and soft look.

“It was fake and just for fun.” He soothed while rubbing at the deeper part of Alastor’s ears.

“I didn’t get that,” Alastor insisted as his lip turned down at the corners. “He could tease and flirt with you, I had to have a plan set in motion and slowly work it, only to have all my hard work thrown out the window because Angel Dust decided to fuck with my charge. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t go easy on him, for my sake.”

Lucifer kissed his frowning lips but moved back before Alastor could turn it into more. “He could’ve hurt you, so I’ll take it very seriously. You belong to me, you’re my responsibility to care for.”

Alastor opened one eye to glare. “I don’t need you to care for— “

“Ah!” Lucifer smirked and booped his nose before going back to his ears. “I own you, I take care of the things I care about. While you can do what you like, I still have a responsibility to you, Red.”

Alastor grumbled but knew better than to pull away, his King would get what he wanted, and he wanted to pamper his deer’s ears until Alastor had a head full of cotton.

Lucifer took his time pampering his deer. Gentle tugs up the ears to their tips where he rubbed before scratching behind them and finally smoothing out soft hair that was mussed by his petting.

“Such a pretty thing, all for me.” Lucifer hummed a tad possessively and kissed Alastor’s soft lips once more.

“Such a good boy for me, hm?”

Alastor nodded mindlessly, his red eyes glazed over by overstimulation of affection. “Good for you only, my King.”

Lucifer smiled and decided to let Alastor have some fun for being so good for him. “Alastor, sweetheart,” he prompted and watched him perk up.

“Go fetch Angel Dust and bring him to the greenhouse, please?” He asked sweetly before opening a portal. “Leave him in one piece for me, and I’ll reward you.”

Alastor licked his lips and stood with a flourish of summoning his cane and his wide grin back in place. “Happy to deliver, my King!” He winked before disappearing into his shadows.

Lucifer smirked and walked through his portal.

The greenhouse was his favorite part of the hotel, beside his workshop, as it was the closest he could get to recreating life. All kinds of plants were in here, and he let Charlie and Vaggie come and go for whatever they needed for the garden.

He snapped his fingers and made an iron table with three chairs appearing. Decorated a deep red for Alastor, he put a variety of snacks for both him and Alastor to enjoy along with a carafe of coffee. It wouldn’t hit the spot like Alastor’s coffee, but it would do.

He took a seat and intended to pour himself a cup, but Alastor was quick.

He materialized before the table with a smile. When he noticed the spread and the lady fingers set up on a plate just for him, his ears perked forward in delight. He walked around the table and kissed Lucifer’s cheek before standing behind him and waving his hand.

Angel Dust materialized through the shadows and was dumped on the floor. He gasped for air and scrambled to his feet, a snarl on his face as he pointed two claws at Alastor’s smiling face above Lucifer.

“Ya crazy son o’a— “

Alastor snarled and his shadows overtook the greenhouse. “Watch it, Angel Dust.” He warned.

Lucifer waited for his partner to calm down again before he smiled at Angel. “Ange! Come sit, I have snacks and coffee.” He said in lieu of a greeting and went to grab the carafe.

Alastor’s hand took it away before he could and poured the coffee into Lucifer’s cup, he added the exact amount of sugar and cream before stirring it and settling the cup in front of his beau. Lucifer blinked and his hat was removed. Alastor very blatantly leaned around and kissed his cheek.

He thought they agreed to take it slow, that this wasn’t something to flaunt!

Angel rolled his many eyes and took one of the empty seats.

“Oh, is this wha’ this’s about? Ya got ya’s man and need ta make a’point ta not flirt with ‘im no more?” He grumped.

Oh…

Lucifer sighed and rubbed his brow. “No, but Alastor will take advantage of a situation if it suits him.”

Alastor smirked from where he was still leaned down and nosed Lucifer’s cheek. “I’m not taking advantage of anything!” He assured with his cheery tone. “Can’t I kiss my beau whenever I please?”

The King wondered for a moment why he wasn’t taking a seat. Until he realized his ass wasn’t particularly happy with anything too hard. He snapped his fingers and Alastor’s chair at a squishy, satin red pillow made just for him. He watched a red flush cover Alastor’s cheeks but took his queue all the same and sat, his ears drooped just a tad at the cool relief hidden in the plush pillow and turned a sweet smile at Lucifer.

Angel cleared his throat loudly. “Can I go now?” His asked, his tone dry and bored.

Lucifer turned a decidedly unfriendly smile on someone he did consider a friend. He is the King, sometimes he had to lay down the law, even with friends.

“Not quite.” He replied with an edge to his tone that made Angel go on alert.

“Uhh, everythin’ a’right, Short King?” He hedged and looked at Alastor, who’s expression was as ambiguous as always with his large toothy smile and wide-eyed stare.

Lucifer sipped his coffee and hummed happily at a perfectly made cup. Alastor’s only acknowledgment was an ear flicking towards him.

“To cut to the chase,” Lucifer began. “You gave my daughter that Lustrious Dandy.”

Angel’s eyes widened and he straightened in his chair. “Uh… h-how ya’s know that? D-did she tell ya, ‘cause she said she wasn’t gunna.”

Alastor canned laughed could be heard as he chuckled himself. “Oh no, dear Charlie kept her word!” He assured the spider. “I had a notion that the only person who could possibly be stupid enough to give Charlie a sex pollen flower, would be our resident pornstar! But we didn’t know for certain,” he paused to lean his chin against his wrists on the table. “But now we do.” He hissed through his static with menace.

Angel stiffened and immediately stood to lean over the table. “Luci, it-it was ju’s a joke!” He reasoned with him. “I thought Charlie an’ Vags could use a fun time and we all coulda used a break!”

Lucifer sipped his cup again before putting it down. “You’re lucky that shit doesn’t work on Morningstars.” He growled.

“But Charlie said somebody did get hit an’ you’s helped them through it.” Angel frowned and his many eyes slid to Alastor.

Alastor who was being handsy with the King suddenly. Who called the King his beau. Alastor who was sitting on a cushion made by the King.

The two sinners locked eyes. Alastor’s eyes narrowed and his smile tightened.

Angel threw his head back and laughed. “Oh fuck!” He cackled gleefully. “Tha’s how ya’s bagged ya man?! He fucked ya through that whole thin’ and decided he liked that ass huh?!”

Alastor tensed, embarrassed. But before he could retaliate, the room rumbled with the King’s growl. Both sinners froze and looked at the King. His eyes were bright red, and his horns were out and the flame flickered between them.

“I’d be very careful about who you make fun of Angel Dust.” He hissed. “Yes, I helped Alastor through his faux heat, and I’ve decided he’s mine.” He warned.

Angel’s eyes went wide and they flicked to Alastor, who looked positively giddy.

“And I don’t take kindly when someone tries to hurt what’s mine,” Lucifer added. “You tried to hurt Charlie, that shit could have caused her problems in the city. If Vox or your boss had caught wind of what you had here, Alastor could have been grabbed before he could get to me.”

Angel winced and scrunched up his shoulders. “Luci, I really didn’ mean no harm…” he tried for the pout and sultry routine.

Alastor snarled like a territorial beast and his shadows withered around him. Lucifer guessed he only held back because of his order to leave him one piece. This wasn’t going in Angel’s favor today.

“So ya gunna le’em eat me?” Angel complained in fear.

“No.” Lucifer stated and was back to normal and sipping his coffee.

Alastor huffed and grabbed a finger to toss into his mouth. “With what’s been in you? Hardly appealing anyways.”

Angel had the gall to be offended. “Hey, I’s been told I taste delicious!”

Alastor actually gagged.

Lucifer snorted and spoke up. “For the next month, you’ll happily volunteer for every single one of Charlie’s bonding exercises, her little events, plays etc.” he waved his hand. “You’ll do so with genuine cheer, nothing fake. You’re an actor, act.”

Angel winced. “What’a… what’s th’ option if I would ratha not?”

Lucife sighed. “I leave you with one set of arms and Alastor gets to eat the others.”

Alastor and Angel moved at once, the overlord with glee and ready to feast while Angel yelped and jumped from his chair to back out.

“Nope, ya’s got a deal, Short King. Charlie’s got th’ best volunteer she coulda asked f’r!” He exclaimed and ran from the room.

Lucifer frowned. “I didn’t dismiss him.” He said absently.

Alastor’s shadows curled around Lucifer with unbridled joy and excitement. “Shall I bring him back then?” He purred.

Lucifer shook his head. “Nah, I was just going to tell him we can’t flirt anymore, but I think he got that message already,”

Alastor practically preened and pulled their chairs next to one another.

“Shall we enjoy the greenhouse together then?” He asked and laid his arm against the back of Lucifer’s chair, drinking his coffee black.

Lucifer smiled in return and watched as the shadows plucked his plate and added sweet treats for him to enjoy.

“You don’t have to do all that, I don’t want a butler.” Lucifer said ruefully.

Alastor smiled down at him though. “You pamper, I dote.”

Lucifer returned his smile and the two went about their little impromptu date, enjoying each other’s company. Alastor told some gossip about other overlords and Lucifer told an embarrassing story about Satan and a rolled-up newspaper. They continued to drink coffee and eat their snacks. Alastor always handling the King’s food and drink. After they finished at the table, they stood to walk through the greenhouse, Alastor’s little wince when he moved had Lucifer smirking and licking his lips.

“I could kiss it better.” He purred.

Alastor rolled his eyes. “Will you use actual healing magic or just lick me until I scream again?”

Lucifer’s grin went heated. “Guess.”

Alastor stuck out his cane and tripped his King.

When they walked by a glass case, Alastor stopped and looked at the Lustrious Dandy.

“Not as sparkly as before.” He mused.

Lucifer nodded. “It was out in the sun too long, it’ll need time to be back to its full glory.”

Alastor hummed and there was a glint to his eyes. “There is still some pollen left I see.”

“Yeah, but it won’t be a problem, the pollen is more like syrup, and the case keeps it all inside.” Lucifer assured him.

Alastor reached out suddenly and opened the case. Before Lucifer could stop him, he swiped the tip of his claw against a petal and pulled back with just a small amount on his claw.

“How long will we be out if I eat this?” Alastor asked.

Lucifer looked scandalized. “Al!” He exclaimed, “You just got it out of your system, you can barely sit!”

Alastor smirked and shrugged before sucking the pollen from his finger. “Oh no,” he gasped. "Who will handle my weakened state?”

Lucifer growled. “Damn it, that’s at least the rest of the evening!” He opened a portal and pushed Alastor through.

Alastor just laughed and stumbled back. “Oh dear, my beau has to ravage me.” He cooed.

“I’m gunna spank you, you little shit!”

“I’m sorry what—!?”