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ALASTOR AND LUCIFER DOING STUFF
It started with a comment about his decor. The shining red and golden wall patterns all along the hallway toward his room with colorful rubber ducks and unicorns randomly. Alastor had been just mindlessly wandering around the halls, simply thinking about the current day’s content.
When he woke up, went to visit Rosie in the morning as he knew she would be much too busy for a break later in the day. Then he had an unfortunate scuffle with Vox because the TV headed man just could not seem to understand when someone told him no. Many men were like that unfortunately.
Then he picked up a brand new suit from his tailor, this one meant to be burgundy, with a touch of gold around the cuffs and golden deer antler cufflinks. But the issue is instead of it being burgundy, it turned out to be pink.
Still, Alastor kept it, because well Angel Dust wears pink. And if he can wear pink well, then so could Alastor. The tailor definitely got an arm taken off for the mistake though. Luckily, Alastor let him live at all.
After dealing with the tailor, the overlord had to deal with Charlie lecturing him about taking his anger out on sinners just because he wanted to and he left that conversation midway through. He just could not deal with that without snapping back at her and he was not about to deal with the aftermath that may bring on to him if he did. Even if she did deserve it by a small percent.
He got the same lecture from Vaggie right after that, which he completely ignored.
Yep, Alastor tried to take a nap to just rest, but no. His mind just will not let him no matter how tired he is. Sleep is just not an easy goal for the demon.
So he got up and started to wander the halls and he just so happened to be absentmindedly staring at these walls the king had created and made some silly comment about them.
Apparently Alastor was being watched when he had said it out loud because suddenly there was a body colliding against his own from his side. It sent them both tumbling to the ground. “What did you say about my beautiful walls? You stupid son of a-“
“Hey! Let me go!”
“A-bitch!” Lucifer finished and Alastor rightfully clocked the little devil in his jaw.
Lucifer growled, “What the hell was that for?!”
Alastor felt arms grab him around the waist and tried to lift him? But something prevented that from happening and Alastor felt himself falling on top of Lucifer in a way that his thighs landed perfectly on either side of Lucifer’s head. While his chest is smashed against the floor and his ass is up in the air, his tail out and on display because his coat had ridden up due to gravity.
This all happened, yet Alastor himself was momentarily disoriented so he had not really noticed. Until he felt rather than heared someone taking a sniff of him right between his legs. Lucifer could smell the sweet, delicate scent of vagina that was hidden behind black slacks.
The deer demon immediately moved to get up, already blurting out apologies. A strong blush appeared on the apple of his cheeks from embarrassment. “Oh my! I-I’m so sorry! I-I didn’t mean to-I -I!”
Tears formed in his eyes at the thought of accidentally being in such a position and possibly inconveniencing the King of Hell. (I need to clarify that he is not bawling, he is just panicking about having fallen on top of a powerful being in such a way) No he did not like him, but that did not mean he wanted to hurt or disrespect the little monarch. Alastor felt shame sinking into his hellish body, taking root in his bones.
Lucifer moved his arms to stop the other from leaving, but that only seemed to freak the other out even more. Alastor felt the touch of the King surround and tighten around him and he feared that this is where he died in Hell. All because he did something so silly. He could hear the news already, “RADIO DEMON KILLED BY THE HANDS OF THE KING AFTER FALLING ON TOP OF HIM!” They’d say. It would be the talk for a century at least! “Wait no. Please do not hurt me. I apologize for my falling on you! I-I did not mean it! Please! I-!” Alastor’s voice came in a panicked whisper.
It was very interesting to see such a scary, well reserved demon who held his emotions in a locked box so tight that only his eyes could tell what was really going on inside that twisted mind of this deer sinner, to this very expressive moment. It was clear that despite the animosity he had felt coming from him, Alastor was clearly not throwing barbs at him right now.
It would seem that the deer did not know how to respond to such a situation like this. An unexpected turn of events where Alastor is involved in the most physical sense with the King of Hell. Lucifer was getting high on the thought of this demon’s reactions to such a position of being on top of him like this. It was intriguing to witness this rare vulnerability. “I’m not angry with you, little deer.” Lucifer had been angry before because he had heard Charlie and Vaggie tell him about how Alastor had their talk with Alastor and Charlie was worried that she had pushed the demon too far. She had sent him up here to go and check on Alastor, which had upset Lucifer because the demon had managed to upset his baby duckling.
Then he saw Alastor staring at his beautiful walls that he had created, the ducks were for him but the unicorns were for Charlie. Hearing the deer talk about the wallpaper in such a way really infuriated the King. So of course he had to throw hands because no one gets to judge him or his daughter like that! How he had come to be between the demon’s legs like this was not what Lucifer had expected of the outcome.
But he was not upset about it. Lucifer had no complaints and he was even finding himself to be really interested in the deer. I mean he had always found the demon attractive, but did not give any mind to that because, well… .he hated him for the attention Alastor would get from Charlie that would not be given to him. AND HE was Charlie’s actual FATHER! The bastard!
“You’re-Are you not?” Alastor asked, bewildered. The blush had died down significantly, but was still visible. Alastor tried to slow the fast beating of his hellish heart. He was dead yes, but all hellians had beating hearts for biological reasons. As it turns out, you do get a beating heart after you die from the living world. It just beats a lot slower than it would on Earth because well, demons and angels bleed. If they die, the heart regenerates. Alastor could hear his own through his ears quicken with anxiety and anticipation.
He too wanted to see where this moment may take the two of them. Alastor did not truly hate the King, he just did not like how he left Charlie to her own devices. Or how he left Hell to just fend for themselves.
For now though, he wanted to see where this would go. Maybe he should not judge so quickly of the demon just yet. He had no idea the demon would even possess a vagina. Lucifer wondered for a second if anyone else ever knew of this tiny little secret of the red demon.
“No. I’m not.” The king rubbed gentle circles into the fat of Alastor’s thigh. The feeling of a slightly fuzzy, silky peach furry texture met the angel’s fingertips. Lucifer thought he’d be met with skin and bones, but was surprised to feel a good amount of plush and supple flesh where he touched. “Is it okay for me to touch you like this?”
Alastor tilted his head and seemed to think for a moment before he nodded his head.
The king waited for the other to speak, but when the deer did not, Lucifer shook his head from side to side. “No. You have to answer me verbally.”
The overlord blinked. There was no reason why he should not answer truthfully so he did. Alastor understood the need for confirmation. “Yes, you may touch me like that.”
Lucifer smiled warmly. “Good boy.”
Alastor’s cheeks warmed a little at the nickname. He was not really sure how to respond to it, so he just looked off to the side. Although there was a small tingle from it.
“Don’t you like that?” Lucifer asked.
“Uh ... .I am not really sure how to answer that? I’m sorry. Was I supposed to do something? I didn’t know.” The sinner spoke, unsurely. (Cause this how I would feel if someone called me, a very asexual person, a good girl. I would be very unsure and weird lol!)
“Okay. But do you dislike it?”
Alastor found that he did not mind the name. It was just not something he knew what to do with. “No. I don’t dislike it.”
Lucifer nodded. He was listening, but his attention was being divided by the sweet smell coming from between the deer’s legs. A new sudden interest comes to the front of his mind. “Are you open to us doing some sexual things with each other?”
A weird way to ask, but Lucifer wanted to be clear on his intentions. He needed to know where the other stood on that stand as Lucifer knew it was not something Alastor took part in often. Or ever according to Husk and Angel.
Intimate things were something Alastor almost never partaken in. And usually is by himself. There was that almost time with Vox, but that was when the TV demon tried to drug him to get the deer to have sexual intercourse with him. Not a proud moment for Alastor to have had to experience for sure.
Lucifer was attractive. That was not lost on Alastor. He was not attracted to sex, not that he was incapable of seeing that people are attractive when they are. He is not blind. He could have sex, it was just not usually something he felt the need or a drive to do. That did not mean he never wanted to pursue anyone romantically. But Alastor never really searched for love and he was rather busy… .killing and living his life and after life the way he wanted that love just never really came up.
Now he knew that just one little sexy moment with someone did not mean love immediately right then and there. He knew that, but Alastor was interested in seeing where this could take him and who would not try something so out of the ordinary than with the King of Hell? On top of that, Alastor did not have anything to lose or gain.
Angel and Rosie had spoken to him about asexuality a time or two. It was unclear when Rosie tried to explain, but Angel made it so much easier to understand the concept. Alastor found that he was not exactly opposed to the idea of sex, he just didn't really have the interest for it. He was fine with touching himself sometimes, but it was mostly to experiment or to try to understand his own desires even though he did not want to do the act. (I am saying this for those who may not understand how asexuality may work or how it may come to play in real life in something like this. I am a virgin so ive never had sex, but I have had desires and interests, so I know where I stand. But I am trying to explain that Alastor is sex positive, but he does not have a sex drive to go out and do it. But that does not mean he would not enjoy a moment with someone should the opportunity arise and if with the person he chooses to do it with if he felt like doing it. I hope this helps to understand. Sorry, enjoy the story!) After some thought, Alastor decided to agree. It’s silly because the two argue all the time about small things like the drapes on the walls or how much sugar one or the other put in their coffee, like how the toilet paper should be facing, or how high to put the chandeliers in the dining room, but what the hell, right? He wasn’t Vox or Val that’s for sure. Alastor knew he would never engage with women in this way. He had died a man and while he awoke in Hell with female organs, he still considered himself to be male. He had always desired men anyways. “Yes, but I must warn you. I have never done anything uhmmm intimate with anyone….” Alastor explained sheepishly.
“That’s okay. We won’t be doing anything too crazy, but I just wanted to ask if I could eat you?”
“Uh-OH! Uh. Sure. Where do you want-?” Alastor stopped midway through his sentence when Lucifer pointed to his crouch. “Y-you want to eat there?”
Okay, that was quite sexy of the King of Hell to want to take a bite out of him and ask for it so forwardly.
“Oh yes! Please.”
“Would you like me to take off my clothes?” Alastor asked. “Maybe we should take this into the bedroom, your majesty?”
“Please, call me Lucifer. And yes, you’re right. Let’s go to my room.” In a snap they were in Lucifer’s red and golden bedroom. The two landed on the bed in the exact position they had been in before. With Alastor still sitting on Lucifer’s chest.
Alastor seemed to raise an eyebrow at him but said nothing.
“Have you ever kissed anyone before?” Lucifer asked because he was not about to assume anything. As he himself has not kissed anyone in over a decade. Sure he has the occasional succubi to come and relieve a little stress for him, but never did he kiss them. The king ran a gentle hand up and down Alastor’s arm, getting a feel of the subtle muscular biceps under the sleeves of his clothing.
Alastor shook his head, a neutral expression on his face. “No.” He shivered slightly at the touch, but he did not move it away from himself.
“Would you be open to trying it out?” the royal asked.
Alastor gave the fallen a blank look. “Okay, but you must not catch any feelings if we do. I am afraid that I just may not reciprocate. If I do not like kissing, I will not force myself to endure it for you either.”
Lucifer nodded his head in understanding. “Of course, your majesty. Now are you ready just to be safe, we are going to have a safety system in place before we begin. Green, yellow and red is a simple light system used during sex. It was not there when Lillith and I first did it together. But it became a thing about a few thousand years later. Though back then it was not a light system, it was a rock system.”
“Green, red, and yellow?” Alastor questioned, tilting his head as he paid special attention to the king’s words.
“Green means you are good. That you do not want to stop or slow down, and everything is great. Yellow means you need to slow down, or a moment to figure it out or you just need a breather but you do not want to stop completely yet. Red means full stop. We would not continue after red and we could do something else or stop all together.”
The overlord nodded in understanding. He was feeling more calm and excited at the prospect at getting to do something he had never done with anyone else before. And who better to do it with than then the King of Hell himself? No one. That’s who! “Sounds good enough.”
“Good, we will test out the system as we try kissing. Is that okay?” Lucifer said.
“Yes.”
“Good.” Lucifer leaned in and gave a swift kiss to Alastor’s cheek. “How was that? Color?”
“Green. It was fine.” Alastor did not blush like some silly school girl here. Because… .well he didn't feel anything like how some would say in books or in Vox’s films. But it did not hurt him or make him feel gross like it would have with Vox. It was fine and nothing more.
Lucifer smiled patiently. He pulled Alastor down toward him and gave a small kiss at the corner of the sinner’s lips. He paused for a moment and then added another kiss.
Then he stopped and looked up at the deer expectantly. “How about now? How did that feel to you?”
To Alastor’s surprise there was the tiniest bit of a flutter that stirred deep in his bones when the king kissed him at the corner of his lips. Not enough to make him blush, but it was enough for him to want to give it another go. “Green. Can I try it?”
Alastor was not sure why it felt so awkward to ask, but Lucifer never gave the impression that the questions bothered him. They surely would have bothered most demons in Hell and humans on Earth.
“Of course you can!” Lucifer was happy to know that the other was even interested in trying to reciprocate any of the things that was being done on to the deer. The royal laid back down on his bed and waited patiently for Alastor to do his thing.
Alastor felt nervous because, well it was not like he really had not kissed anyone beyond the hand or a cheek. Sure, he had a small romantic go around with Vox for about 2 weeks but Alastor never felt comfortable enough to kiss the other. Well, aside from kissing Vox on his cheek or that one time he did it on the lips, but it was weird because Alastor got an electrical shock from the action. It wasn’t painful, but it was not a nice experience either.
The deer overlord leaned down and paused just before his lips could touch the king’s. After a pondering moment, Alastor took a deep breath and kissed the corner of the blonde’s lips as the king had done to him. Alastor decided that, yes he did enjoy doing this. He giggled once he felt a little more confident and kissed the king in the same spot again and again a few more times.
Lucifer matched Alastor’s contagious energy and chuckled, too. “Seems you liked that?”
“Yes, it was nice.” Alastor admitted.
“Good. Let’s continue.” Lucifer made sure Alastor saw him move. When he got to his lips, the royal made extra sure that he was looking Alastor in the eye. “I am going to kiss you on the lips no. Okay?”
Alastor nodded. Lucifer shook his head and spoke again. “Remember what I said about using your words?”
The overlord rolled his eyes but complied. “Yes, you may.”
Satisfied, the king continued forward and pressed his own lips delicately on Alastor’s. He made a pleased hum and moved his head back just enough to whisper against the deer’s soft, minty smelling lips. “Your lips are much nicer than I expected. Soft and sweet, when I thought surely they would be cracked and chapped.”
Alastor stepped back and put a hand to his chest in mock offense. “*Gasp* Your majesty! I cannot believe that you think so low of me!”
Lucifer rolled his eyes and laughed lightheartedly. “Yeah, yeah. But it’s the truth. You have nice lips for a scary killing radio demon.” He gave another quick kiss to the deer’s lips again. “How do you feel about kisses on the lips?”
“Hmm, yellow?”
“Really? Do you want me to slow down?”
“Yes, could you maybe do it a few more times, but slower? I just want to have a feel of them again.” Alastor confirmed.
“Of course.” Lucifer kissed the overlord’s lips again, but this time slower, with a little more passion. He remembered to count to 3 for each kiss to be sure it had its full effect.
“Can I do it back to you?”
“Yes. You can.” Lucifer agreed. The sinner gave him a quick kiss on the lips and another burst of giggles escaped Alastor’s lips.
“I like them, they don’t make me feel bad or icky. I think I like that you smell like cinnamon and apples. Which is ironic given your tale.” Alastor whispered. This time, he did felt a little warmth grace his cheeks. Kissing on the lips and being kissed on the lips definitely felt a lot different than being kissed on the cheek or on the corner of his lips. He never would ah w thought there would be a difference or that he would feel a difference to them.
It was refreshing getting to know this little tidbit about himself. It was small, but so freeing.
“Then we will keep on going. But this time we will try to pick this up a little more okay? If you feel like you need to stop or slow down or anything, just remember to use the light system that we put in place. Okay?” Lucifer said.
The deer demon nodded in understanding. “Alright, thank you for showing me and for slowing down. I apologize if it is weird or annoying.”
“Alastor, never apologize for something so normal. It is normal to feel nervous or to take things at your own pace. It is no issue for me at all!”
Alastor smiled genuinely. “Thank you.”
“Now, I am going to kiss you again and a lot more than I was before. Okay? Is that okay?”
“Yes.
“Good. What is your color?”
“Green.”
“Very good. Good boy.”
Lucifer smiled as he pulled this infuriating deer’s lips to his own and gentle kisses turned into hungry messy passionate ones, that made it seem as if the king was trying to devour poor the deer.
A kiss on the lips, “Your lips… .*sigh, kiss* tastes so good… .*slow kiss 1, 2, 3, 4* and you always strut around with no care of how many necks you break doing it. *Kiss. Kiss. kiss. Maybe this was more than what either of them had thought. Building up tension between the two. Thinking it was anger and hatred when it was really just unbridled desire and need. The sinner let out small, delicate breaths of air. Feeling tinglings going up his spine from all the attention.
Alastor had told this fallen angel of God that he shouldn’t catch feelings, yet here Alastor was doing the very thing he had sworn he would never fall into. He joined the King in this sweet dance of lips. He listened as the King continued his words. *long slow kiss 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 *short kiss.* “I saw you throwing yourself into my song and dance… .*kiss* it did something to me. But I was too blinded by your words to really understand what it was.
Alastor did not really know how to respond, but he just let his body react however it wished. Allowing for this moment to be embraced because despite the lack of the drive, he did desire this kind of passionate touch. To be able to just be himself with someone and not be judged for it. He may not go around looking for a body to roll in the sheets with, well in his case he never even thought of it, but that does not mean he could not enjoy it. He just did not understand the hype or the need for it.
Yet, in this moment, the King of Hell has only kissed him, barely has done anything to him and the deer demon felt his breath being stolen by the fallen one. Do not get this moment twisted, he still hated him! But… .maybe not as much as he had told himself before.
*Kiss. Kiss. Long Kiss 1, 2, 3, 4.* The king began to rub his hands firmly against Alastor’s body. “I will now begin to take off your clothing.”
“HERE?! I-In the hallway?!” Alastor just about clutched his non-existent purls, his jaw barely managed to not hit the floor in the process.
Lucifer looked about the room and realized they had only moved 3 inches from their spot before. They had not made it to the bed like he thought. He laughed at this little mistake. That explained the raised eyebrow Alastor gave him earlier!
A snap of the king’s fingers changed that and now they were really on the bed in Lucifer’s room this time. “Course not, Princess. You silly deer, no need to look at me like that! We are now in my palace. No one will hear or see us.” The royal laughed as he picked the taller demon up by hooking his arms under the knees and wrapping Alastor’s legs around his hips. He walked them over to his gigantic, marshmallow soft bed with equally soft white and red pillows. He sat the deer down on the bed and then magicked almost all his clothing except for his boxers off of his body before Lucifer positioned himself flat on the bed with his back against the mattress.
Alastor rolled his eyes but joined in the laughter soon after.
“Now I would like for you to take off your clothes.” Lucifer said to Alastor. The deer demon was on his bed looking a little shy and nervous, but he did not seem to want to leave or shut this moment down. It seemed Alastor wanted this just as much as he did.
“I-I must admit. I have never done anything like this before.” Alastor took a deep breath. “Would it be too much to ask if I got a quick rinse from your bathroom? I am quite nervous. I am clean, but I feel the need to … .um-” He looked away unsure. A small grunt escaped him in silent frustration. “I’m sorry if this is a bit unorthodox…” Alastor trailed off.
Lucifer quickly moved to grab Alastor’s face and brought him about 3 inches away from his own lips. “Alastor. It is not weird if that is what you are thinking. That is completely okay. Whoever has made you feel like your boundaries were invalid I promise to kill them for you as soon as we are done.”
“Please, I’m not worth the trouble.” Alastor dropped his smile and it haunted Lucifer’s soul. Lucifer always wondered what the man would look like without it and he never wanted to see it again. Whoever managed to hurt this demon enough for him to lose his smile, it made the devil’s hands tighten in two closed fists at the thought.
In a swift fluid movement, Lucifer lifted the deer demon up bridal style and started walking him over to his royal bath, using his magic to have the water already running in the tub. “I am going to show how worthy you are. If you will allow me to treat you as the royal pain in the ass that you are-”
“I didn’t-” Alastor tried to interrupt, but the King used his demon tail to press it in front of this demon’s lips to stop his blabbering.
“You are a pain in the ass, yes. But you are my pain in the ass deer-hush! I have already claimed you as my unofficial bride dressed in white-. HUSH No! Alastor, I am not done!” Alastor let out a heavy sigh, shaking his head in amused exasperation. “Let me finish! -and I will bathe you, and treat you as you should be treated whether you deserve it or not because no one gets to lay a finger on you in any way less than what you are worth and live without the consequences. I do not care if it was an incident 100 years ago, I will deal with them personally. Now, lavender or apple spice?”
“Wait. Wait. Wait, I have not even agreed to being your… .lover. I definitely do not remember agreeing to marriage! I think you’ve leaped over some steps, sir.” Alastor said once he was sure Lucifer was done.
“I like how that is what you pointed out. Not about the fact I called you the bride.”
“Well it is obvious who holds the pants in this nonexistent relationship. It is certainly not you.”
Lucifer snapped his fingers. Poof! Alastor’s clothes disappeared all at once, including the underwear. “Lavender or Apple spice?” The king repeated his question, still holding the deer in his arms.
Alastor shivered at the loss of clothing. He tensed up a little from the shyness, but tried to appear as if he was unaffected.
Lucifer thought it was cute how Alastor reacted. “Sorry. But the water is nearly ready.
“Apple spice is fine.” Alastor wanted to smell like a little fallen angel.
Both stared at each other for a moment, but soon Lucifer smirked. “You would make a fine wife.” He grabbed the nearly empty bottle and poured the rest of its contents into the water. The water bubbled up, changing into a coral color, and the scent of apples, cloves, and a hint of honey wafted into the bathroom fog. It smelled quite nice and made Alastor relax a little bit more.
“Please, I am not a woman. I may have a vagina now that I am in Hell, but I was born a man and I died a man. I was a man in my previous life and I will be a man in this one, so I will be your husband.” Alastor felt the need to clarify. While the term wife was not necessarily a bad term for him, he did not see himself as a woman. Vagina or not, he was a man. “I do not care about the term, I just want you to know I am no lady.”
“Of course, Handsome buck. You would still make a fine, husband. And I don’t know if you noticed, but since meeting you I have discarded my ring from my previous marriage.”
Alastor’s ears perked up. Lucifer snapped his shirt off. “Don’t joke about that. I will never be-”
“Mm-hm, sure. If that helps you sleep at night. But I know better.” Lucifer began to trail kisses from between Alastor’s breasts- kiss, kiss, kiss- down to his belly button. All the while he used his magic to help clean Alastor gently, firmly rubbing his palms and his fingers into the soft plush of his deer’s flesh and skin. Taking soap into his hands and rubbing it into the overlord’s body. Light, silky fur could be felt along Alastor’s arms and legs, normally hidden away from Hell’s scrutiny. The irony is that Hell would be jealous of a beauty such as the one in front of him. He could make a bitch’s eye glow with envy if they saw what Lucifer got to see.
“Ahh! Luci, please…-” Alastor begged. What he wanted the deer probably didn’t have a clue just yet, but Lucifer had an idea. He wanted to see how far he could push the sinner a little bit. Lucifer felt himself smirk when he could feel the tremors through Alastor’s sides and saw the deer’s small pillowy melons on his chest (his breasts to clarify) harden from the sensations.
“What is your color?” Lucifer asked.
“Huh? Oh, green!” Alastor answered back.
Lucifer smiled warmly before he continued. The king stayed at the belly button leaning in to stick his tongue into that little dip, swirling his tongue. Alastor giggled and squirmed in place, unable to escape the unfamiliar tingles tickling his belly. Lucifer joined in on his laughing and the vibrations from the king’s chuckling sent unbelievable tremors throughout the overlord’s body. Alastor let out a small joyful bleat because so loved to laugh and tickling was one of his small guilty pleasures.
The royal remained at the belly button for a few more moments before he moved away to finish washing Alastor’s lower half of his body. Then Lucifer got up from the where he was kneeling on the ground to wash Alastor. “Rinse off here and meet me at my bed.” The king leaned over to kiss the deer’s forehead before he picked up the soap bottle from the ground and put it where it belongs. He did not look back and continued on his way into the bedroom.
Soon enough, maybe about after 45-ish seconds of waiting in silence and Lucifer waiting patiently laying down on the bed. His head is flat on the bed, but there are two thick, fluffy pillows for Alastor to lay his chest on to get nice and comfy. “H-How would you like me, your majesty?”
“Mm-mm, please never address me so formidable in the bedroom like that. In fact, never address me as such ever again.” Lucifer corrected him. Lucifer hated so much to be addressed by his own title. “Call me Lucifer or whatever seems to fit for me in your mind.”
“Oh! Well, uhm how would you like me, my…pancake.” Alastor couldn’t help but to chuckle at his name choice. Lucifer felt himself blush at the silly nickname. Though he couldn’t say that it did not suit him.
“Har, har. Very funny.” He rolled his eyes in a sort of fond exasperation. “Then I get to call you Bambi with no repercussions. Get on the bed and I want you to sit on my face with your chest facing the headboard, and rest your chest on the pillows.”
“You wouldn’t dare!” Alastor scoffed when he heard the name. He angrily crawled over to Lucifer’s head as was instructed but paused when it came to the deer placing him legs between the king’s face in order for him to sit. The overlord hovered his sex in a kneeling position in a sort of shy, nervous moment.
Lucifer gave the deer some time to decide what he wanted to do. He could sense in the air though his snake-like tongue how anxious Alastor was. So he did not want to push him too hard. Still, he wanted to be sure he was okay. “What is your color now, sweet deer?”
“Um… .yellow?” Alastor said with uncertainty.
Lucifer used his arms to bring Alastor sit on his chest so he could look at him more properly. “Tell me what is on your mind. Are you okay?”
Alastor covered his eyes with his hands and blushed deeply. “Y-yes, I am fine. I am just-ummm I am just nervous, okay. I have never done this and I’m afraid I am going to suffocate you with my… .well with my body.”
“Alastor. I am immortal. It is cute you think that you can kill me with your vagina like that. Such a fate would be an interesting way to go, top 5 in my book, haha!” Lucifer chuckled lightly. How funny it would be if his brothers heard of such a death between the legs of a demon like this one. “Now,if you do not wish to continue. You do not have to.”
“No, but… .mmmmph!” Alastor let out a frustrated whine. “Are you sure you are okay with this?” Alastor asked him.
“Lucifer smiled sinfully. Without responding verbally, he picked up his deer by the thighs and hovered Alastor’s pelvis in front of his face to lay a sweet, delicate kiss there. He felt a breeze coming from the back and Alastor let out a small gasp of air, a little bit of wetness slicking his pussy lips. A little further inspection at the small of the deer’s back and Lucifer discovered this big scary hunk of demon had a cute little tail. Lucifer gave the deer tail a little tug and Alastor bucked his hips with a bleat.
“Oh dear! Okay, okay. But, please be gentle with me.” Alastor allowed the silent wanting question that was unspoken. He tried desperately to cover his embarrassing deer bleats every time the king twirled his fingers against his tail. Lucifer groaned as he moved back into his spot and wrapped his hand around Alastor’s hips and pulled him to his waiting mouth.
Alastor was finally sitting right on his face like the king had wanted since the moment he could smell the sweet scent through the deer’s clothing up close. The deer’s hips moved swiftly up in an empty search to rub himself against Lucifer’s face. Alastor had tried to hold back, but Lucifer dragged his tongue from his ass crack, dipped into that cute little puckered asshole, past that into his vagina lips and up to his clitoris.
The king stopped at his clit to swirl his tongue around and around- *gasp* “UHHH!” *Alastor moaned sinfully.* -and around that sweet little button, before dipping back down into his vagina and up the crack once more. Never forgetting to visit his hole in the back to dip in just a little before going back down the line to come back to the clit in intense concentration.
“Color?” Lucifer mumbled. His voice was full of juicy pussy lips, muffled. He smiled wide with wicked amusement every time he felt rather than heard his deer moan in pleasure. How he tried unsuccessfully not to chase his pleasure by rubbing himself senselessly on Lucifer’s face like Angel Dust says the girls do on Valentino’s films. Alastor came just like that. Being touched like this, he was not expecting to feel this good.
“Gr-ahhh!-green! So green! Yessss! Oh! OHH!” Alastor moaned his answer. “You’re so good. Oh, Luci, you are so good to me. I-I don’t even deserve it!” Alastor leaned back to rub his hand on Lucifer’s cock. The king groaned in surprise at such a brave move. Alastor surprised even himself, but he felt the need to touch his King. And he felt this was more than sufficient, still he wanted to be sure. “Is-mmmph!-Is this okay?”
“Yes. Oh, gosh, Alastor, yes!” Lucifer encouraged him. The king brought his hands up to help guide Alastor’s to rub him just right around his head and down his base with a firm grip. Both of them moaned at the same time. The fallen angel could have cum just from that alone, but he held back. Not because of penetration in his mind, but because he wanted to hold off just a little bit longer.
“That is just not true, you silly buck.” Lucifer dug his tongue as deep as it could go, and moaned at the taste of this sweet, pretty vagina he was getting the privilege to feast on. “You are amazing. You deserve everything and more.” The king began to pick up his pace a lot. Going from about 25 speed to 100. Amping up that joy ride for his prince charming, enjoying the instant cries of ecstasy and deer bleats of pleasure. Lucifer could see Alastor’s tail wagging so fast, it created a tiny fan for him.
He spent a bunch of his time on that little clit and sometimes lingered on that cute little asshole. Alastor had already come once or twice. “Color?”
“Mmmmmmph! Green.” Alastor said, still massaging his dick firmly in one hand. Repeating the motions Lucifer had shone him before, only a little faster and sometimes he would swipe his thumb over the slit a couple times. “I like your… .sex in my hands.”
“You can say, dick pretty boy. It’s okay, no one can hear you.” Lucifer laughed. He laughed harder when he felt a playful slap against his chest and a tight squeeze of Alastor’s hand around his cock. Such an action made him see stars for a moment with a deep groan. “Oh yeah, just like that. You learn so fast, Bambi.”
Lucifer wanted to watch while he came though. So, he made two clones of himself. One to help him clean the deer’s back door and the other one was to stand off to the side of the bed facing his deer to watch his face more closely. Just the site of Alastor, red from his cheeks to his chest, sweat beading on his forehead, tears streaming down his cheeks. His eyes squinted, but not shut all the way so he saw the moment the clone appeared and Alastor squeezed his legs together and bleated in delight. Lucifer could see the tail with his other clone that was behind Alastor, kneeling just at Lucifer’s feet and how it was only a blur with how fast it moved. The clone at Lucifer’s feet moved up on the bed to lick Alastor’s asshole, sometimes dipping its tongue in and out of it. Alastor’s eyes rolled back as he wailed a whorish kind of moan as he came once more. All for Lucifer’s ears to hear.
Alastor’s hair was plastered to his face, his skin seemed to glow radiantly in the low, dimly lit room. Lucifer felt his dick pulse at the sight of cute little fawn spots around the flank and tail areas, similar to the faint little spots hidden delicately along the deer’s cheek bones. Dark tanned back to light, fair peach fuzzy furred belly and black lining every leg and back bone. The black lining of the back merged together to the tail’s edge. The underside was white and the top had 3 little deer spots. The top of the tail was the same red as his hair.
His father helped him, because he didn’t realize he wanted this beauty all to himself. Lucifer brought a finger to join his feasting, rubbing along the deer’s inner walls. He enjoyed feeling Alastor’s vagina quiver at his touch. It started slow for Alastor to get used to the feeling before he increased the speed of his finger.
Alastor copied his speed on his cock, moving his hand faster to help his king reach his own pleasure as well. “Ohhhhh! Yes! Yes! Yessssssss- Oohhhh!” The deer then lifted his legs up shakily so that he could turn around to face Lucifer’s cock better. Lucifer allowed him to move as he pleased, using his hands to support the deer’s body and was rewarded when he felt Alastor’s soft, warm lips press against his dick like he had done to his pelvis. Not too long after he felt Alastor shove his cock deeper into his mouth with a pleased groan. Lucifer continued his motions to the deer’s pussy lips. Moving to kiss, lick, and leave cute little hickeys all along his demon’s sex. Alastor bleated and squirmed. His hand paused every few seconds uncontrollably due to the pleasures running through his body as he continued to work on rubbing the king’s dick.
After about maybe another 3 minutes or so both of them came at the same time. Alastor drank every spirt that was fed to him, while he felt his king take all he had from his vagina lips, leaving a kiss on his clit as a silent thank you. Once he was finished orgasming, Alastor collapsed onto the body underneath him, his limbs felt like noodles. Tremors continued to tingle and his legs shook with lingering pleasure.
Lucifer felt just as pleased himself. He basked in the afterglow for about ten seconds more, leaving one last kiss to that delicious meal. The monarch chuckled at the displeased groan coming from the deer above him. He snapped his fingers to clean up the mess left. His clones had long disappeared during the climax. It was now just him and his deer again. As it should be. He snapped silk fresh pairs of boxers on them for bed.
“Thank you, Lucifer.” Alastor mumbled. While he enjoyed this act with his king, he still did not like the lingering feeling of cum all over him afterwards. It was just not his thing. So he appreciated the cleaning.
Alastor moved to roll off of the King, only to have a strong hand wrap around his waist and yank him closer to the royal. “Lucifer! I will not be having any more of this rolling in the sheets with you!” The deer growled in a sort of whiney tone.
“Hehe! Calm down, pretty deer. I only want to cuddle with you. Is that such a crime?” Lucifer laughed.
“Yes! Because I am not a cute cuddly deer!”
Lucifer moved his closest hand up to Alastor’s ears and gently petted them. This caused Alastor to immediately curl himself against Lucifer, hiding his face into the monarch’s chest. “Oh, but you are cute, cuddly, and a deer.”
“Mmmm!” Alastor groaned. “You always get your way, don’t you?”
“I don’t see you losing anything, sweet buck. You are gaining just as much as I am in this, maybe even more. Don’t you want me to hold you while we sleep? Just for tonight? And then you can go back to your usual, scary, charming self.”
“... .but what if I do not want the cuddles to end?” What if I end up wanting this again and again. Forever?”
Lucifer kissed the top of Alastor’s head and rubbed small circles into his back. “Then we will see where that takes us. No labels needed, just you and me. We can figure it out along the way if… .Well if this turns out to be something we want.”
“What about your ex-wife?”
“Lillith? Well, we never married officially. It was never approved with Heaven and we honestly never seemed to work out after the fall. We have split for a long time and Lillith has told me herself that she wanted us to go see other souls and that she did not love me that way anymore. So, by all means I am free to love you.”
Alastor took in the information that was given to him as he laid his head on his king’s chest. “Then, if you’ll have me. I would like to give us a try. Not as lovers or partners yet, but… .maybe just friends for now? Consider it a peace offering and a truce, and a silent dedication to get to know each other before we go any further with this?”
Lucifer smiled. “Sounds just perfect to me, pretty deer.” Then they fell asleep like that. Cuddling close together, a start into their story together.