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“My heat is next month,” Alastor begins, starting to pluck at the stray hair of Keekee’s from the fluff of the sweater.
Lucifer nods slowly, hands squeezing where they’re wrapped around his upper arms. “I know,” he says easily, “I’ve got my old room just about set up again. Did you need something more for your nest? I can sleep in the same pajamas for a few nights for you… Maybe a few pairs in case the first one loses the scent too quickly.”
The tightness around Alastor’s eyes grows, and barely-there glow of green at the upper corners of his mouth begins to show.
“Um, or not!” Lucifer exclaims, throwing his hands up in front of him. "Shit, sorry, I just assumed—”
“I don’t want that,” the demon bites out, causing that sinking feeling in Lucifer’s stomach to make another appearance. He seems to realize how that sounds, since he hurriedly follows it up with, “I want you there with me.”
Bookmarked by JustAMeh
27 Dec 2025
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Wholesome fluff followed by hot smut
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Vox liked to touch. Alastor did not.
Vox is out of the picture now, but a week spent in his unfortunate company brought back years worth of memories Alastor would rather forget.
Lucifer is not Vox.
Maybe... maybe Alastor doesn't hate touch as much as he thought he did.
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AKA author is processing his trauma by projecting it onto a character he relates to
Bookmarked by JustAMeh
08 Dec 2025
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“Alastor… let me help you.”
After being rescued from Vee Tower, Alastor locked himself away in his room at the hotel. And so began Lucifer’s new ritual, desperate for Alastor to know there was someone on the other side of that cold bedroom door. Every day he spoke through the wood, and every day he received no answer. But Lucifer could wait. He would spend days talking to an empty hallway. Weeks memorizing the touch of a door that never opened pressed against his back. Months watching shadows shaped like the two of them play along the walls, keeping each other company in the absence of Alastor.
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13 Nov 2025
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Lucifer goes because Charlie asks him to. He tells himself it’s for her, not because he cares. But when he finds Alastor on the edge of collapse, pride stripped to the bone, something inside him stirs that shouldn’t.
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- Part 1 of more like resting than running
Bookmarked by JustAMeh
13 Nov 2025
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“Relax, Al.” Lucifer said as he pulled his belt off. He folded the leather in half and gestured at Alastor with it.
“You may wanna bite down on this.” Lucifer said, handing it to him. Alastor did so, before resting his hands in the sheets at his sides.
Lucifer prepared the needle and thread, before instructing Alastor to not look. He rolled his eyes at that.
“Deep breath.” Lucifer said, before pushing the needle through his skin. Alastor’s teeth sank into the leather of the belt and his claws tore the sheets as he tried to keep still.
Bookmarked by JustAMeh
07 Nov 2025