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Alastor groans as he lifts his hand to rub his eyes. He could hear the soft footsteps of Lucifer hooves against the floor.
He turns his head and forces his eyes open. The bathroom door was cracked open, illuminating the rest of Lucifer's room. He could hear the soft humming of Jazz music from the bathroom.
“Come back to bed, Lucifer.” Alastor groans, feeling too tired to really move.
The sun in Hell hadn't even fully raised yet.
Alastor wasn't usually one to indulge in sleeping. He much rather makes the most of the nights that he had. Finishing up paperwork or out hunting. Whichever he found more to his taste that day.
But since getting with Lucifer, Alastor had found that he is quite like holding the blonde close to him for long periods of time. And typically that would lead either to more intimate moments between them or them falling asleep together.
With the new development though, Alastor had found he was still not a morning person, even in Hell. He hated being up before the sun. He much rather preferred to stay up late and watch it rise.
Lucifer on the other hand was a morning bird. Even with his terrible insomnia. The moment he got out of bed, he seemed to be fully awake. Maybe not bursting with energy, but he was up and starting his day. He wasn't even sure how Lucifer could even be alive right now with the activities that they had gotten up to last night.
Alastor ear twitches. The soft jazz that had been filling the bathroom turned off, and Lucifer peaks his head out of the bathroom door.
Seems like Lucifer had heard Alastor mumble. The blonde gives the dear man a small awkward smile before moving over to their shared bed.
Alastor watches. Lucifer hips lightly swayed as he moved closer to the bed. He had his hair up in curlers and one of his duck headbands that's used to keep his hair out of his face when doing his skin care routine. One that Charlie helped him make.
He wore his pink robe with the fluffy feather around the edge of it, tired loosely around his waist. He had to keep pulling at his left shoulder to keep it pulled up. The edge of the robe lightly brushes against Lucifer's thigh.
The thin material of the robe doesn't hide much. He could make out the outline of Lucifer's legs and chest. And even with his tired state of mind, it made his mouth water.
His pale white skin seemed to glow, even in the low light of his bedroom. The walls may be white with red accents and rubber ducks everywhere, but somehow Lucifer had made it so it was dark and only the moon light, and now the bathroom light. Shined into the bedroom. Illuminating the bedroom in this beautiful blue.
Alastor shifts in bed to turn to look at Lucifer, only to feel his hard dick rub against his thighs. Not unwanted, especially after last night, but a bit surprising that such a simple outfit from Lucifer could have him so hard already. Lucifer could attest to, Alastor usually wasn't this hard in the morning when he woke with the very rare morning woods. So it must be how casually and natural Lucifer looked stripped down like this.
Lucifer sits his ‘deer season' mug on the night stand beside the bed before sliding next to Alastor. His red eyes don’t leave Alastor, even as his mouth forms a small pout.
Alastor pulls one of his arm out from under the blanket he was wrapped up under and wraps it around Lucifer's waist so he could pull the blonde male closer to him. He lays his head in Lucifer's lap, eyes fluttering close for a brief second. He lets the other warmth seep into his tired body. Letting it surround him and almost, almost, fall back asleep.
This is what he enjoyed. They might not be perfect and have their problems, but in moments like this, he could understand why people loved others so hard. He couldn’t say the same thing about himself if he did or didn’t love Lucifer, but he thinks this would be the closest he would come to having that sort of feeling.
The blonde male chuckles echoing between his ears. His hand starts with rubbing at the base of his ears, making it flicker against his hand.
“I didn't mean to wake you.” Lucifer says. Beginning to run his hand through Alastor's red hair. He often didn’t let Lucifer touch his ears, finding them more sensitive than other parts of his body. “I just need to get ready to go to a meeting with Charlie today.”
The deer man peels his eyes open, to look up at Lucifer. Only to roll his eyes at the soft apologetic smile he wore. He was sure that Lucifer hadn’t meant to, but it still happened.
Lucifer brushes the hair off of Alastor’s forehead and leans down to place a soft kiss on his forehead.
“I'll get you a coffee once I'm done. You’ll just have to rest a little longer.” Lucifer says. Alastor watches as Lucifer shifts to try to get up out of bed once again, but he wasn't having it. His arms tighten around the other, pulling him down onto his chest, as he straightens himself to lay back down on his pillow. His arms stayed wrapped around the other. If Lucifer didn’t want this, he could just magically disappear — most likely leaving a rubber duck behind — if he really didn’t want this.
Lucifer hands splatter against his chest. He lifts his head and narrows his eyes down at Alastor.
“Al.” Lucifer says. Alastor smirks. He could feel that Lucifer was trying to play tuff, but the way that he was relaxing into his hold told a different story.
Lucifer kept moving on top of him to try to get away, and he barely brushes across his harden member as he did so, causing a low groan to escape his mouth.
Alastor rolls the two of them over, pushing Lucifer's back onto the bed. A small gasp escaped Lucifer's lips. His hands balled up in his shirt.
The radio demon doesn't waste a moment and dives to press his lips against Lucifer. He reached down to grab onto Lucifer's leg to spread them open. To only then slide his hand up onto the back of his thigh.
Alastor pulls away, eyes wide open, suddenly feeling a lot more alert than moments ago.
“No underwear Luci?” Alastor gasped with a fake questioning tone in his voice. His voice dark and husky, still filled with the roughness of sleep. Watching how hard Lucifer shivers from his voice caused so much pride to swell up in his chest.
Look at him. He had caused this.
He licks his lips and leans back down to attack Lucifer's neck. His teeth hover over a vein in his neck.
“Alastor.” Lucifer says with a soft laugh. He turns his head as Alastor kisses against his neck. His hands pressed against Alastor's chest, but no force was put behind them to push him off.
“I told you I have a meeting today.” He says, but Alastor doesn't stop. He runs a hand down his side, feeling as Lucifer shivers. “I don’t have time for this.”
“Doesn’t seem like you are stopping me.” Alastor says, pulling away to look down at Lucifer. A soft gold blush was already starting to spread across his cheeks. He looks down at the pink, fuzzy robe he was wearing and then down to Eden, his snake, wrapped around his waist. The damn thing was barely staying on as is.
He reaches down and lightly tugs at Eden, and almost immediately she slithers off of Lucifer. He looks back up at Lucifer with a shit eating grin. Sure, he didn’t want this. He could almost laugh.
If he knew anything about the devil is that, even if he tries to hide it, he sure does have a crazy sex drive. Especially for him.
Alastor pulls the robe open, letting it drop back onto the bed and leaving Lucifer completely exposed to him. He couldn’t stop himself from diving back down to press his mouth against Lucifer skin and light sucks on it to leave a blossoming red mark on it.
“You have time.” Alastor whispers. His panting breath slides over Lucifer's naked skin. His hips lightly thrusting against him. Pleasure rolling through his body as he does it.
“You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right now, Lucifer.” Alastor says as he trails his mouth down Lucifer's chest. He could see the way that a golden blush forms on his skin as he moves further down his body.
Alastor hooks his hand around Lucifer's thigh and pulls his legs open even wider. His eyes glance up at Lucifer, smirking as he reaches out to have his shadow drop a tube of water based lube into his hand.
“Hurry up, Bambi.” Lucifer says with a soft moan, causing Alastor to chuckle. He places one of Lucifer's legs onto his shoulder to get better access to in-between his legs.
He lubes up his finger, letting it warm in his fingers, which only took a couple of seconds to do. He pressed the pad of his fingers against Lucifer's hole. He rubs his fingers against it, smiling wider with Lucifer shaky breaths.
Slowly, Alastor pushes his finger in. Letting himself slowly thrust them in and out of him. It doesn't take him long to find Lucifer's prostate. He curled his fingers, pressing against it to watch Lucifer squirm around on their bed.
Alastor presses another finger into Lucifer. Thoroughly and through Lucifer small whimpers, he makes sure to spread him open. His fingers pressed onto both sides of Lucifer's prostate as he thrust his fingers in.
Lucifer soft whines were slowly becoming broken up gasps. His mouth hung open as his body jerked. His dick laid against his lower abdomen, slowly leaking. Each thrust of his fingers, every movement against his prostate, Alastor knew he was itching Lucifer close to an orgasm.
Alastor watches Lucifer face through his pleas, wanting. Lucifer tilts his head back and squeezes his eyes shut. The heel of his hooves dug into his shoulder.
The sinner smirks and pulls his fingers out of Lucifer as it sat back up, making sure to wrap Lucifer legs around his body. He grips onto the headboard of the bed as he leans over Lucifer.
His face was flushed in a golden blush. His hand was covering his mouth while his legs were wrapped around his hips.
“You look absolutely irresistible right now.” Alastor says. He grinds his hips against Lucifer. There were only his thin boxers separating him from feeling his smooth skin.
Alastor grabs onto his shirt and pulls it up and over his head, throwing it onto the ground once he has it off.
Lucifer's legs around him tighten, pulling Alastor closer to him. He grinds his dick against Alastor, causing both of them to shutter.
The devil pulls his hand away from his mouth. A small moan escaped his lips as his hand slapped down onto the bed to grab onto the sheets.
“I need you, Alastor.” Lucifer finally says. He reaches out with one hand to pull Alastor down to him for another heated kiss.
Lucifer's small hand relaxed against his shoulder as Alastor rocks against his body. Small moans escape Lucifer lips. He could feel his snake-like tongue wrap around his own. Their tongues pushed and pulled between the two of them. Lucifer's hand reaches further back to grip into Alastor's hair.
“Then you can have me.” Alastor whispers, pulling back from Lucifer's mouth. Saliva hung between the two of them, only breaking when Alastor pulls back more. Lucifer's lips were already lightly swollen from their kiss. His eyes dilated, and he was rapidly getting harder under him.
He sucks in a deep breath and pull himself out of his boxers. He strokes himself a couple of times, getting himself to his full hardness before letting it slapped down between their bodies, dwarfing Lucifer's small cock in both length and girth.
The radio demon was able to take both of their members into his large hand and thrust the underside of his dick against Lucifer's. Sensitivity prickles at the edge of his nerves. He rolled his head back and groaned as he pressed his hips into Lucifer again.
Alastor does this a couple of times, till finally he wraps his hand around his member to line it up with Lucifer hole. The tip of his member kisses Lucifer loose hole. His eyes flicker, watching Lucifer as he slides himself inside the blonde.
Alastor had to hold onto Lucifer's hip to stop him from arching his back. His hand shakingly grabbed a hold of Alastor's shoulder. He could see how hard Lucifer was trying to keep himself from moaning, and that wasn’t going to work for him.
Fully seated in Lucifer, he paused, feeling the way that Lucifer inside of him squeezed around him. His insides were wet and almost felt slippery.
He could feel the robe that Lucifer was still barely wearing against his own thighs. The feathers on the end of the sleeves caused him to jerk.
Alastor lets out a soft moan as he leans forward to place a kiss on Lucifer's shoulder.
“You feel so good wrapped around me, Lucifer.” Alastor groans. He moves his hand to above Lucifer's head as he thrust into him once more. “So tight. Feels like you are welcoming home.” He says with a soft, dark chuckle. Doing so caused Lucifer to tightly squeeze around him.
Oh? Did he like that?
“You squeeze around me so nicely, Lucifer. I almost can’t help but to ruin you. Get you pregnant while I do so.” Alastor closed his eyes, taking deep breaths to steady himself. He hears the small, soft moans from Lucifer that had Alastor rolling his hips against Lucifer's. He leans his head back, moaning as his own hips move to grind against him.
The sinner pulls himself almost fully out of Lucifer, only leaving the tip inside of him. As he does this, it felt as if Lucifer hole was trying to keep him sucked inside of him. His insides gripped onto him, making it almost impossible for him to fully pull himself out.
He sharply thrust back into Lucifer, setting a slow but hard pace for the two of them.
Their moans and breaths mixed together. Their body moves together to slowly build up to a pleasurable climax.
“Going to get you so round with my fawn.” Alastor groans, his head dipping to relax his forehead onto Lucifer's shoulder. “Make it so you won't be able to leave our nest ever again.”
Alastor grips Lucifer's thigh and hikes both his legs over his shoulders. In this position, Alastor was able to go deeper inside of Lucifer. With each thrust, he could feel himself moving and rubbing against his prostate. The devil hand falls away from his shoulder, only to dig them into his hair when he leans down to nip at Lucifer's nipple.
Alastor drags his rough tongue across Lucifer's right nipple. Lucifer gripped him like a vice when he did.
He calls onto his shadows to help keep Lucifer in this position. He takes his hand off of the bed and uses it to play with his other nipple. He starts with squeezing the other side of his chest, making sure to have Lucifer harden bud between his fingers as he does so. He then moves to take Lucifer's nipple between his fingers as his teeth lightly glaze over the one in his mouth.
Lucifer arches his back with a loud moan when Alastor sucks on his nipple, as if something would come out of it. The hand in his hair tightens, almost trying to pull him away.
With slow thrusts into Lucifer, Alastor pays attention to his nipples. As sensitive as they were, Alastor didn't want Lucifer coming just yet. He wanted to fully watch as Lucifer came with him inside of him.
Alastor pulls back from Lucifer's nipple with a loud popping sound. He licks his lips, looking down at the red circle that had already started to form around Lucifer nipple.
“Can't wait to see these filled with milk.” Alastor says. Hips stuttering as he slides deeper into Lucifer. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed into his body. His lungs felt constrictive in the best possible way. “Going to drink it all. Keep some for myself.”
He felt so close, and he could only assume that Lucifer felt the same way with how he was moaning.
The sinner wraps his hand around Lucifer dick. He uses the claw on his to lightly skim over the top of his dick. A smile grows on his face as the tip of his claw catches at the small hole on the tip of Lucifer dick.
He watches as Lucifer eyes jerks open, his mouth falling open about to say something, but Alastor doesn't quite let him. Instead, he presses his claw into his dicks hole.
“Would you like that? Me breeding you so well that it has to take?” Alastor asked, watching as Lucifer spasmed under him with a loud moan. Tears built up in his eyes. As Alastor pressed his claw deeper into his hole, the tears began to fall down his face.
“Al.” Lucifer moans. “Alastor please.” He cries. Chest rising and falling quickly. He was barely able to suck in his breath between the babbling that had started to fall from his mouth.
Alastor pulls his other hand away from Lucifer's nipple to reach down and presses his fingers against Lucifer's asshole, feeling how stretched out Lucifer was.
“So stretched out for me.” Alastor groans, starting to rub his fingers against his hole. “Think you will be able to keep all my come inside of you? Let me breed you full?”
His words came out in short bursts, showing how close he was already. Both of them were.
“Please keep talking.” Lucifer cried under him. “I'm so close. Please, Alastor. Please.” Tears run down Lucifer's face, and Alastor bends over to lick them all up.
He pulls his hand away from Lucifer dick, slipping his nail out of his hole.
“Your tears taste delicious, my highness.” Alastor drops his voice to sound darker, pulling his fingers away from Lucifer's ass with a hard thrust, listening to the sound that it makes. He uses that hand to wrap it around the base of his dick and slowly starts to move his hand up and down.
He trails his lips away from Lucifer's cheek and down to his neck, feeling his veins pulse against his lips.
“I bet your blood tastes just as good.” He whispers, opening his mouth and biting into his neck.
Lucifer spasms underneath him. He could feel his hand grow wetter as come fell onto Lucifer abdomen. Pulling back as blood drips down his chin, Alastor watches Lucifer come down from his orgasm.
He wasn't long behind. A couple of right thrusts into Lucifer and watching the golden blood drip from his shoulder and his blessed out face. It built up, and soon Alastor was splashing his come inside of Lucifer, watching his eyes roll back into his head.
Alastor feels the tension bleed from his body. His head tilts back as he tries to calm his breath. Lucifer seemed to be right there with him, with the way his ears twitched to listen to his heavy breath.
When the deer thought he had finally gotten his breath under control, he pulls out from the blonde, letting himself watch as his come drips out of Lucifer hole. In all honestly, he could go again, but a steady tiredness was starting to creep back up on him.
His eyes glance back up at the other. Lucifer eyes were closed and breathing had started to even out more. His cheeks were stained a dark golden color that trailed all the way down his neck.
“Now go back to bed.” Alastor says. He rolls off of Lucifer and, falling back onto his side of the bed. He heard Lucifer soft complaining beside him, but Alastor reaches back out to pull Lucifer into his body. Lucifer didn’t put too much of a fight. Instead, rubbing his face into the fur of Alastor’s chest.
As the sun finally started to rise, the two of them creeped back into a pleasant sleep. When the two of them woke next, it would be to Charlie banging on their bedroom door yelling if her father was awake and that they needed to get going.
At least Alastor got a couple of more minutes of rest and cuddles with Lucifer that morning. He would call it a win.