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Lucifer stared at the lovely deer demon. 10 000 years in Hell and he hasn't seen anything as pretty as the demon in front of him.

The sway on his hips, waist so thin that he could wrap his hands around it and clever red eyes. He was sporting a bob with an undercut which looked like shit, but hey, not everyone is perfect! And if his exquisite angel's only bad quality is his haircut… Well, Lucifer can deal with that. After all, one can always change their hairstyle.

He wanted to run his hands across that stomach, to be able to map every part of that body with his tongue. He wanted to know if his graceful deer had a tail under that coat and where his fawn spots were. He wondered if he would have a soft chest fluff, where Lucifer would bury his face.

Oh wait, what was his beloved saying?

“Sire?”

Those intense red eyes had a questioning look in them. An attractive mouth had formed a polite smile, flashing sharp teeth. Lucifer imagined how it would feel like to kiss those lips. Would he smile even then?

“Excuse me, I was thinking about other matters. Would you mind repeating your question?” Lucifer apologized, his mind spinning. His beloved smiled charmingly, bowing theatrically.

“Oh my Sire, it wouldn't be a problem. I was simply offering my services to you! I was told that you need a new captain for your royal guard and I’m simply the best demon for the job!” He said with a captivating smile.

Oh yes, he was beautiful. And a chance to spend more time with this tempting creature? Lucifer would be mad, if he refused that offer! He would get to know him better, seduce him… and then he would be Lucifer’s.

“Who am I to deny that kind of request, especially from someone who is as… alluring, as yourself.” Lucifer flirted, his voice lowering down a little bit.

Alastor’s eyes twitched and his smile turned into sharper, more predatory. He straightened his posture, not that he was slouching, but at his full height he was well over 2 meters tall.

“I must say it now Sire, I don’t approve of that kind of behavior. I suggest that you stop immediately.” He asked politely, his smile never faltering.

His dear deer was so shy! How endearing! He can’t wait to show him a world full of pleasure, which only Lucifer can give to him.

“If you say so… Bambi.” Lucifer had to admit it to himself, he was being so smooth! A little bit of flirting and soon this attractive demon would eat from his hand, giving him everything. And Lucifer would in turn give everything to him, they would make together such cute little fawns.

“... my name is Alastor and I would appreciate it if you would use that name, Sire.” Alastor’s smile tightened.

Alastor! What a lovely name for a pretty demon! Lucifer tasted the name in his mouth, wondering how it would roll out during sex and how the owner of that name would act in the bed. Would Alastor be a blushing mess or howling temptress? How Alastor would look at him under those long, dark eyelashes while he’s bobbing his head, taking Lucifer’s cock deeper in his mouth and finally swallowing his cum. Oh, definitely a temptress.

But how he acted when Lucifer made his move would indicate him being a blushing mess in the bed, screaming of pleasure after a faintest of touches. Oh! What if he was a virgin? Lucifer would show him whole new ways to get pleasure! First Al would be a blushing virgin, who would gasp and moan and writhe under him, when he fucked his pretty little hole. And after a while, when Lucifer had taught him enough of sex… he was going to be seducing minx, always ready for Lucifer.

“ - me my duties, Sire?”

Lucifer was startled awake from his daydreaming. The subject of the dreams was looking at him, a faint smile on his lips.

“I guess I need to repeat myself. I was asking who was going to show me around and tell me my duties?” Alastor graciously repeated his question, giving Lucifer an easy way to excuse himself for not listening at the first time.

“Oh how I can forget! Excuse me, there are a lot of… things in my mind right now. A lot to think about and matters to handle. I suppose I can send Vaggie to you, she’s one of my top guards. She will let you know your tasks and show you your quarters. Vaggie!”

A tiny woman with a commanding aura stepped closer to them and Lucifer smiled at her. Vaggie was indeed one of her top guards and also in a relationship with his daughter. He certainly had a soft spot for her.

“Vaggie, Alastor is going to be my new guard captain. I trust that you can show him around and tell him what he needs to do? Excuse me, but I have other matters to tend to. Alastor, I hope that I will see you in a couple of hours in the garden?”

“Yes Sir.” Vaggie saluted and Alastor nodded. Vaggie touched Alastor’s arm, signaling him to follow her and two of them walked away, Alastor throwing one last glance towards Lucifer.

Lucifer waited until they were both out of his sight and then created a portal back into his own rooms. Without wasting any second, he pulled his pants down and grasped his leaking cock, stroking it for a minute, before jumping down onto his bed.

He closed his eyes and ran his other hand on his biceps while slowly stroking his cock. He tried to think it was Alastor’s hands which were on his body. His fingers circled around his nipple, twisting and pinching it. His hand was stroking faster his cock, thumb flicking the slit at the tip every once in a while. He could feel the heat forming up, radiating towards his chest. His breath quickened.

He thought about Alastor, how he would hold those antlers and guide the younger man while he was choking on Lucifer’s dick. How Lucifer would touch him, make him tremble from his touch and scream Lucifer’s name. How beautiful he would look when he had been fucked good, Lucifer’s cum dripping from every hole and even sitting on his skin, mattifying that soft fur.

It still wasn’t enough! He wanted to feel a hot mouth on his cock, a swirling tongue and someone, whose hair he can hold and whose face he can shoot his cum. Alastor wasn’t in the question, he was being shown around the palace by Vaggie. Also Lucifer wanted to take things slow with him, before stuffing his mouth and ass full of his cock.

Sighing, he quickly snapped his fingers and conjured a clone of himself. Without further ado, he grabbed his clone’s hair and forced it on its knees. His clone was more than happy to open its mouth and take his cock into its mouth, sucking Lucifer long and hard.

Lucifer threw his head back and let his clone do all the work. It hollowed its cheeks perfectly, creating a suction while gently fondling his balls. All Lucifer had to do was to close his eyes and imagine that it was Alastor who was giving him head.

His clone was licking his cock, focusing on the huge vein underside of his cock, then using its teeth to scrape his length. Lucifer pulled the hair and made the clone to deepthroat him. Luckily it didn’t have gag reflex (would Alastor have one?), so Lucifer was able to focus on just the little details; the humming, which vibrated the throat around his cock. How the hair felt on his hands. How good it felt to have his cock deep in one’s throat.

He imagined how Al would look at him under those long lashes, wet with tears. His grin would falter, when his mouth was full of Lucifer’s dick and he would use that tongue of his, wrap it around Lucifer’s cock. Rub it alongside of his length, while slightly gagging because of the huge girth.

How it would be to fuck that tight little ass? Alastor would squeal, that’s for sure. He acted like a virgin, poor little doe probably hasn’t been touched by anyone! But Lucifer will show him that he can bring Alastor pleasure. What would Alastor look like when he came? That pretty little face, scrunching up, probably some small voice - oh please no, scream would be better, Lucifer wanted to hear Alastor screaming his name when he came.. The mere thought alone…

Was enough to make him come into his clone’s mouth. It swallowed every drop faithfully and licked Lucifer clean, before disappearing in a puff of red smoke.

Lucifer stared at the spot where his clone had been only seconds ago, replacing one who he had hoped to be there. Oh how he would want to touch that body, run his hands on his chest, map every part of his body with his tongue…

Lucifer shook his head. How can he be so obsessed about the demon, who he only met not even one hour ago? But Alastor really had a cute and firm looking butt, which he will happily plow, given a chance.

That was all Lucifer could think about, while he was preparing to meet his daughter and his new guard captain in the gardens.

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Alastor looked at himself from the mirror. His shadow was wrapped around him, jittering and glancing at him nervously. He absentmindedly scratched his shadow, not knowing if he was trying to calm it down or himself.

“I know my friend. He acted strangely. But I really need this job. And I told him to cease his advances, so that should be enough.”

The coat was fully white, with its shoulder pads being golden in color. Two rows of double golden buttons and lapels being his usual red. It was bearing the insignia of an apple on his left chest. Straight black pants and shiny shoes. An outfit befitting the rank of captain of the guard.

He fixed his lapels. That guard girl, Vaggie, had given him this outfit, while she was telling him his duties and King’s daily schedule. The coat wasn’t his usual style, but it fit well enough - he would still need to visit the tailor soon though, his sleeves were too short.

His shadow was shaking its head, still trying to comprehend why its master allowed even one person - no matter if it was a King - to speak to himself that way. Lucky thing didn’t need to eat, but Alastor needed to. His ribs were starting to show. The last extermination had been horrible, his closest friend Rosie had died. Without Rosie, Cannibal Town had fallen into chaos. It wasn’t safe to move around that block anymore, unless you wanted someone to jump on you with the intention to eat. Not even Alastor, with all his might, was able to get cannibals into the line. No, they were now following Susan, that bitch.

And he can’t just conjure bayou anywhere. He needed a place for himself, casting that kind of illusion took its toll on him, and he can’t do it every day in a random place. He needed his own room, where he was safe.

It was lucky that he had heard that the King’s last royal guard captain had fallen under the exorcist blade, under weird circumstances. Convincing King had been easier than he thought, that man had only glanced towards Alastor and immediately decided that he wanted him as his new guard captain.

Alastor had to admit that he was a little bit nervous. King had been trying to flirt with him. Alastor might not ever have been in a relationship or flirted with anyone, but even he knew, when someone was trying to woo him. He wasn’t sure if he liked that or not. He could use King’s obvious attraction to him as his advantage, but the King made him nervous. There was something in that man that Alastor couldn’t put a finger on.

There was a knock on the door. Alastor’s shadow melted back into the shadows, while Alastor moved to open up the door. Vaggie was waiting for him, probably ready to take him to the gardens, where the King would be expecting him. Alastor nodded at her, allowing her to take the lead. He kind of liked the girl, she was silent, but there was power radiating from her. There was something else also, the girl wasn’t fully demon, but Alastor couldn’t remember where he had encountered similar energy before. Mystery for another time, perhaps. He could still try to get something from the girl.

“How long have you been working for the royal family Vaggie? May I call you Vaggie?” Alastor asked, his hands behind his back while they were walking the long hallway.

“You may, it’s easier on a day-to-day basis than using ranks. I have been serving King Lucifer and Princess Charlie for 6 years now.” Vaggie answered, her voice steady and expression showing no emotions. Oh, Alastor would love to crack this one!

“6 years? That’s a long time, how old are you? 15, 17?”

The girl stopped, turning to face Alastor. Her only eye flashed, when she measured Alastor with her gaze.

“I’m 22. They found me, when I was 13, from the streets. They fed me and clothed me. Queen Lilith was amazing. It’s a shame what happened to her. After that I decided that I wanted to serve in the royal guard, trying to at least keep her daughter safe. It’s the least I can do.” Vaggie reminisced, her voice turning into mellow and sad.

… Well that wasn’t fun. Alastor had learned a lot more with fewer questions than he was expecting. He wasn’t complaining though, at least he had learned something valuable that he can use later. He stored all that info into the little lockers inside his mind.

They walked towards the garden in full silence, both in their own thoughts. Alastor thought about Lucifer and how weirdly he behaved, when he saw Alastor. It was like he had taken a liking towards Alastor immediately. No, not liking. Something deeper, but what?

Alastor was startled, when Vaggie opened up the huge glass doors, which lead to the garden. They walked together along the wide path, leading towards the center of the whole thing.

At the center of the garden, there was a grand fountain, made from white marmor, with golden engravings. On the edge of the fountain sat a girl who looked like a female version of Lucifer, only younger. And next to her sat Lucifer himself. They were looking at the ducks who were bathing there, and a girl was offering treats to them.

Lucifer looked up and when he saw Alastor, his whole face brightened up. Alastor smiled, not wanting to think much about it. The King extended his hand, inviting him to join them.

“Alastor! I’m happy that you had time to join us! I wanted you to meet my daughter, Princess Charlotte!” Lucifer smiled, his happiness was clearly audible in his voice. Alastor smiled wider and much more genuinely.

“You can call me Charlie! It’s so nice to meet you, my dad has talked a lot about you! You made quite a lasting impression on him this morning!” Charlie smiled. Her smile was that kind which was contagious, warming up people’s hearts. Alastor liked her.

And it seemed that someone else liked her too. Alastor glanced at Vaggie, who was next to him. He had thought that this girl was impenetrable. But here they were, one look from the Princess and his subordinate was like melted wax. Interesting.

“I hope only good things my dear Princess!” He bowed to Charlie and kissed her hand. Charlie giggled, charmed with his gentlemanliness.

“Princess, you wanted to show me something?” Vaggie inquired, clearly wanting them to stop talking. What a rude girl, Alastor thought fleetingly. He wasn’t interested in Charlie, at least not in that mind.

“Yes! Can you follow me to my room? My dad bought me this fantastic new dresser that I want you to see! It’s absolutely gorgeous!” Charlie exclaimed, while looking at her dad. Lucifer nodded, allowing them both to leave. Charlie hugged her dad and Vaggie bowed, then they both left like hellhounds were after them.

Alastor suddenly realized that he was left alone with the King. He turned to look at him and noticed that Lucifer now had that weird expression on his face again. One which looked like he was looking at some very tasty piece of meat. Alastor felt that he was being exposed, his every secret was laid bare. He coughed, catching Lucifer's attention.

“I’ve noticed that Vaggie managed to find you your uniform. I hope it fits you well.”

“Yes Sire. Though I need to fix the sleeves, they are easy to fix at the tailor.” Alastor answered, ignoring his instinct to run.

“I must say, it fits you well. It hugs your figure. Can you turn around?” Lucifer urged, waving his hand. Alastor had to comply, but his mind was screaming, telling him to start running. That he wasn't an alpha predator here, it was this tiny man, who was now watching his behind. He felt his gaze heavily on his back, it felt searing hot, drilling holes onto his back.

Alastor flinched when he felt Lucifer’s hand on his back and shoulders. He closed his eyes, reminding him to stay still. His breathing was shallow, fast and short. He felt small drops of sweat trickling down his temples and resisted the urge to swipe it off.

Lucifer was now circling him, making him feel more like a prey animal, stalked by a predator. Alastor kept his eyes looking forward, towards the water which showered down from the top of the fountain. How hasn’t he noticed that the sculpture in the middle of the fountain was shaped like a fucking duck?

“Tell me Sire, why did you hire me and not promote Vaggie? She has a lot more experience than I do and she seemed far more capable.” Alastor had to start talking, filling the uncomfortable silence with voice. Lucifer, who was touching his biceps, took his hand off, surprised.

“As you might have noticed, Charlie likes her very much. And by liking I mean -”

“I get the meaning. They are in love, right?”

“Yes. And what happened to my late wife, it scarred Vaggie. She promised that she would do anything that Charlie wouldn’t face the same fate as her mom.” Lucifer sighed, now walking towards the fountain.

“Vaggie is capable, but she’s young. She doesn’t have the same kind of life experience as you have. She’s bound to make erratic decisions, if Charlie is in danger. That’s an extremely dangerous trait to have as a captain of a guard. I need to have a guard on my and Charlie’s side, who can think clearly, when they are facing a threat against us. You’re that person.” Lucifer looked at Alastor, while creating small waves for the ducks with his hand.

“Also you’re good looking, so I wouldn’t mind having you by my side.” He added, his voice full of mischief.

Alastor let out a full screech of radio static.

“Sire! As I previously said, I don’t tolerate that kind of behavior!” Alastor said, his voice full of unhidden ire.

“Loosen up Bambi! It would do good to you. What’s wrong with the little flirting, you're a handsome man, I’m sure you have got loads of compliments!”

Alastor didn’t appreciate those comments. But he also needed this job, so he didn’t say anything. Let the King have his fun, he would get tired soon enough and then leave Alastor alone.

“Look at you, trying to act like I’m not bothering you with these comments! Tell me Alastor, are my compliments too much? Is the affection from your King too much?” Lucifer came closer, his tone teasing and light. Alastor shifted weight from one foot to the other.

“Not at all, Sire. I’m not used to it, but if you want to… admire me, there is nothing I can do.” He answered, his eyes staring towards the fountain.

Lucifer studied him with his eyes, an unreadable expression on his face.

“Walk with me Alastor. The garden is especially beautiful at this time of the Hellish year.”

The walk through the garden was quiet. Neither of them said a word and Alastor focused on watching the flowers and sculptures around the garden. Soon they stopped before the giant patch of lilies and Lucifer bent down to pick up one. He sniffed it, took a deep breath and handed the lily to Alastor.

“What’s your favorite flower, Alastor?”

“I must say rose. Lilies are beautiful, but there is something in roses, something… mysterious. My mother liked dahlias, so I guess those are my favorites as well.” 

Lucifer nodded. He carefully unfolded the handkerchief. Alastor handed him the lily back and he laid it into the handkerchief, then put it back in his breast pocket.

“Charlie loves lilies. They remind her of her mother. I come here daily to get her lily flower which I then leave in front of her door in the evening. It has been our secret game for 6 years now, it started when I tried to cheer her up.” Lucifer sighed.

“Sometimes I find an orchid on my door step.” Tears welled in Lucifer’s eyes.

Alastor found himself being a little bit uncomfortable with King’s public display of emotions. But it was better than constant flirting.

“It just shows that your daughter cares about you, Sire.”

“Do you have children of your own Alastor? When you were alive?”

“No. I’m afraid that never happened to me, I wasn’t interested in having a family.”

“Really? That’s a damn shame, your children would have been beautiful! Just like you, little doe..” A flirtatious look lit up in Lucifer’s eyes.

 Alastor stepped back, flabbergasted. Was that talk about kids…? Just one of the King’s twisted little games again? Where he tried to act so sweet and innocent, only to strike at the right moment? He was flirting with him again, god damn it!

“... let’s just go Sire. I’m sure that others are waiting for us already.”

“You don’t want to be alone with me Bambi? What's the matter, are you afraid that I will do something?”

That was exactly what Alastor was afraid about. He wasn’t afraid that the King would jump and rape him, he can’t believe that from him. But he was afraid of those words. He, from all people, knew how dangerous words were. If you twist them enough, you can make people believe everything. And if there was no one else hearing those words… then Alastor wouldn’t have anyone to believe him, if he ever needed someone.

To his surprise (and relief) Lucifer left the conversation there, beckoning Alastor to follow him back to the palace. And right then, Alastor decided that he needed to be more careful with Lucifer, and hurried to follow him, only a couple steps behind like a shadow. What situation has he gotten himself into?

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Lucifer couldn’t believe how lucky he was, to get this fine specimen of a demon as his subordinate. Alastor was just now practicing his fencing skills, those tight pants doing nothing to conceal his buttocks. His loose shirt was about to slide down further from his shoulder, it was already showing an upper part from the slightly muscular pectoral muscle.

He watched how fast Alastor was able to unarm his opponent, some low demon who was cowering before Alastor, and basically was avoiding his hits, jumping away from them. He could feel the frustration from the deer demon, and could read it from his body language. Someone was about to get hurt, if he didn’t step in and he couldn’t let his guard captain mutilate half of his servants.

“I think that’s enough. You, whatever your name is, you need to get out of here, before your opponent will rip you apart.” He interrupted, waving his hand.

Alastor was the first one to bow to him, his opponent stumbling over its own sword.

“Sire, if you wouldn’t mind, I would request better opponents. It wouldn’t suit the guard’s captain to lose his skills, while sparring against someone so… inadequate.” Lucifer could hear Alastor to mutter this between his teeth, while throwing a murdering look towards the lesser demon.

“Whatever you desire my dear captain!”

Alastor’s smile brightened, his sour mood already gone. Ah, it was so easy to please him. Lucifer needed to congratulate himself from the job well done, his beloved was so easy to please and he was doing a fantastic job to satisfy his needs.

“Anyways, Alastor, walk with me. There was something I wanted to discuss with you.”

“Of course Sire. You, take care of this.”

Lucifer felt giddy, Alastor was already so good at commanding people. He was perfect for being a new Queen, of course he didn’t know that yet, but he would know soon enough, when Lucifer would propose to him.

His mind was filled with images of them being together, Alastor as his pretty little Queen, who was warming his bed every night and ruling by his side every day. Charlie would be so happy to get a new stepmom, especially after Lilith's tragic death. Alastor already got along with Charlie so well, it was only a little step further in their relationship.

“Was there something you wanted to discuss about Sire?”

Lucifer startled, a sudden question interrupting his thoughts. What he was about to question? Not the proposal, it would be too soon for that. Something about the evenings, ooh, oh yes!

“I have heard that you’re an avid player of chess, Alastor, is that right? I need a companion for myself to play chess with every evening. I was wondering if you might be willing to spend some time with me? Off hours of course, you can be yourself and there would be no need for formalities!”

He saw a smile lit up on Alastor’s face, when he heard Lucifer’s offer. He had done it again, why was it so unbelievably easy to please this pretty little deer?

“It would be my pleasure, Sire. Is 8PM good for you?”

“Sounds like a plan! No need for you to bring anything, I can provide whatever we may need. Just bring your wonderful self!”

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Alastor felt nervous, while he was walking towards the King’s quarters for their game of chess. Usually he didn’t feel that way, but this was his first time while not wearing the uniform. It would mean that he didn’t have the protection it gave to him during the hours he was working and now the King was able to freely harass him, if he wanted to. Of course Alastor can leave, but then he would be without work again.

And chess was one of his favorite games. What bad could happen during it? Lucifer would jump at him over the board?

No, that wouldn’t happen. Lucifer seemed the type, who hated losing and would try to win whatever the cost was. He wouldn’t bother to try and harass him during the chess round. Even he can’t be that kind of fool, right?

Trying to forget all these thoughts, he knocked firmly at Lucifer’s door. The door opened immediately and he was greeted by the sight of smiling Lucifer, who was holding a wine bottle and a pair of glasses.

“Sire.”

“Alastor, I thought that I said no formalities, you can be yourself here! I want a chess match against someone who is competent and not losing every single match!”

“I would say that’s rather unfair towards your opponents Sire, since you’re the King. What if you were to lose multiple times in a row, would you be so gracious even after that?”

Lucifer’s smile faltered, his expression was filled with confusion.

“Are you saying that they are letting me win? But I’m the King, they shouldn’t..”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying, Sire. Imagine, if you were to lose to someone, would you be so happy about it?”

“Of course not!”

“My point exactly. Normally when people play chess, they don’t need to fear their opponent to throw them to jail or rip their hands or tongues. But since you’re the King, they feel a need to lose, because if they don’t, you would do all those things and more.”

Alastor watched as Lucifer opened and closed his mouth repeatedly. The sight was amusing, to say the least.

“But you aren’t like that?”

“Hell no, I’m here to win. I don’t care if you’re the King or not.” Alastor smirked, showing his teeth.

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He had had too much to drink. The board in front of him was blurred, the lines didn’t make much sense anymore. Damn, that wine was strong!

“I’m afraid that I need to leave now, Sire, if you’ll excuse me..” Alastor felt his feet to wobble, when he stood up. Lucifer was next to him in a matter of seconds, steadying him. Alastor had to grab a hold from the armchair’s hand rest, when he felt his head start spinning again.

He also felt Lucifer’s hand caressing his lower back.

“I’m good Sire, you can let me go..”

“No you’re not Alastor, let me help you, you can’t survive a walk back to your rooms without help.”

Alastor wanted to get rid of that hand on his back. But he couldn’t do anything, but swallow his bitter comments while he was being walked on his quarters. He fell to the bed, throwing a hand over his eyes, while someone undressed him. He tried weakly to object, but that someone kept saying no, insisting that he can’t sleep comfortably while being fully clothed.

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He woke up the next morning, feeling very sick of his stomach. He refused to vomit though, even if it would mean that he would feel better. He was better than that.

Memories of last night’s chess game flooded into his mind, making him blush. Lucifer hadn’t tried anything, but he was flirting with Alastor, whenever he managed to. Especially after a very good game which Alastor won, he took Alastor’s hand and turned it around on his own, while caressing and kissing it. Praising that his hands were skilled and he would want to see more of what they were capable of.

Or when Alastor bent down to get more wine from the box, which was on the corner, he could feel Lucifer’s eyes on him. Suddenly he became very aware of his skin, which was showing under the shirt and he had to pull that shirt down more. He still felt the weight of that gaze, watching his every move.

Alastor laid on the bed, thinking about the last night. He had drank more than he was used to, maybe to give him courage to continue the games. He didn’t like it when Lucifer flirted with him, he thought that he had made his position clear. But he can’t do anything to it, if the King wanted to continue his harassment.

His shadow slithered on his side, cooing and chittering. He scratched it absentmindedly, while it hugged him, making him feel better of himself. He played with its ears.

“What I’m going to do with him…”

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Elsewhere, Lucifer was eating breakfast within his rooms. He thought about Alastor’s hands and that tiny ass. He knew that Alastor was firm, but oh my, when he touched him last night. You could flip a coin on those muscles!

He looked at Lilith's portrait on the wall, his heart filled with sorrow and longing. It has been so long since he was touched by someone, last one being her. She had died when exorcists were in Hell last time. It was a targeted move against them, his guard protecting him and Charlie, but Lili was in the gardens. Before they knew what had happened, guardsmen protecting her were dead and Lili had suffered a deadly hit, straight through her breasts. She was laying on the ground dead, when he was able to make his way to her.

Charlie had been inconsolable, when she heard the news. Her friend Vaggie has been her rock during that time, becoming a deadset on protecting her from a similar fate. She had grown into a very determined young woman, who was deeply loyal to his daughter. He couldn’t wish for a better companion for her.

He knew that it was Alastor’s job to protect him, but if something was to happen to him… Lucifer would burn the whole Heaven. He wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen to the deer demon, even if that was the last thing he would do.

Alastor had revealed that under that sexy outer shell hid a shrewd and an intelligent being. He was a rare combo of brains and seductiveness, even if he didn’t know that already. And Lucifer would be a fool to let him get away from his grasp. He would be Lucifer’s soon enough.

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Alastor felt very tired, when he got back from his quarters after the workday. Lucifer had been angry, making everyone work extra and blowing up, if someone didn’t meet his standards. That poor maid…

It was also a time for their weekly chess session. Alastor had been avoiding Lucifer’s advantages, always blocking them with some sort of excuse. But he wasn’t stupid - he knew that the reason for Lucifer needing to let off some steam was his own fault. Every time he refused Lucifer's offer to ‘make him feel good’, he knew that it was only adding fuel to Lucifer’s ire. And that’s why Lucifer almost decapitated that maid.

Alastor shuddered remembering the incident. He was standing on Lucifer’s side, when the maid dropped the vase. Lucifer has locked his eyes on the poor demon, marching quickly where she was standing.

He had grinned and with just a blink of the eye, her head was almost detached. Lucifer had swiped the blood on Alastor’s coat, without batting an eye and said that ‘she needs to clean up the mess she had made’.

Then he walked about, barking at Alastor to follow him. Alastor was standing between her and him, unable to decide what to do, but Lucifer’s second command made him move, unless he wanted to suffer a similar fate.

He didn’t want to give in for Lucifer, but the rest of the staff was begging him to let him have his way with him. They said that Lucifer would only use him once and then let him be. But he didn’t want even that one time. 

But if he refused, what would Lucifer do to him? That decapitation was a warning for him, Lucifer wasn’t patient enough to accept the refusals. His patience was running out and if he didn’t get what he wanted from Alastor, what would that mean for Alastor? Would he be kicked out from the palace, and forced to be on the run again?

The funny thing is that he doesn’t even know what he was running from. He only knew that he had gathered enemies during his time as an overlord and something wanted him dead. Being Lucifer’s subordinate had its perks, though he was an insufferable old goat who wanted to get inside Alastor’s pants.

Too soon he was at Lucifer’s door, raising his fist to knock. Tonight was the night where he probably had to give in, though he didn’t like that even one bit. He didn’t dare to think about the gossip that it’s going to cause, everyone would say that he got this job because he was sleeping with the King. Truth doesn’t matter much, when people taste some juicy gossip.

He didn't even have time to knock, when Lucifer opened the door. It was like he was waiting for him. Figures, probably he wanted to fuck him senseless already. This is what these chess nights were for.

This time he stood still, while Lucifer was readying the board. He wanted to hug himself, give some sort of comfort, but he couldn’t do it. He was in the same room with a predator, who wouldn’t doubt a second to jump on him, if given the chance to.

He was startled, when Lucifer called his name.

“Alastor? Is everything alright?”

“Quite so Sire. I was just wondering, if you would prefer doing.. something else tonight?”

Lucifer’s look was so amusing, Alastor was almost ready to burst to laugh. He looked like a chimpanzee, who was given a choice between food and endless sex.

“What do you mean by that, Alastor?” Lucifer was able to spit the question out, despite all the gawking.

“Today you had that outburst of… rage. Where your maid almost lost her head. It must be because I have refused your advantages for so long. I’m ready to serve you, whatever way you see fit, Sire.” Alastor knelt down, hanging his head like a man who was ready to accept his death sentence.

The silence was deafening. Alastor wanted to raise his head and check what mood the King was in. But he couldn’t, he had lowered his head, offering himself to Lucifer, he had to wait what his fate was.

What he didn’t expect was Lucifer to laugh out loud.

“Please tell me you’re joking? You’re offering yourself to me, to use as I see fit? Oh Alastor, you’re easy to look at, but I don’t want you that way!” Lucifer offered his hand to Alastor, who looked like it was the first time he had realized anyone had hands.

“But Sire, your constant flirting..?”

“Is what it is, just harmless teasing. I don’t want you in that way, Alastor. I want to test you, see where your boundaries lie. But I don’t want to have sex with you.”

“... I see. I’m sorry, I may have been misled. My apologies, Sire.”

“It’s alright Alastor, no harm done. But you need to warn me first next time, when you’re about to ask something like that, I almost spit out my whiskey! And that would have been unforgivable!”

Now it was Alastor’s time to laugh. Perhaps he had misjudged the King. Of course he wouldn’t be interested in Alastor, who was a lowly sinner whereas he was a powerful Sin and the devil. But now he didn’t need to stress that their relationship would turn into something unprofessional.

He sat on his normal chair, but didn’t see the look which was directed to him. A look of longing and lust

~~~~~~~~~~

Lucifer sighed deeply when he closed the door behind Alastor. It has taken all of his willpower to say no to his offer. He wanted him so badly. He wanted to map every nook of that gorgeous body, he wanted to taste the salt on his skin. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it. It was easier to convince Alastor over time. And Lucifer was nothing, but a patient man.

The incident in the morning.. Alastor talked about it. He seemed afraid that it would happen to him too, if he would refuse Lucifer. But he could never hurt Alastor like that! He wanted to cherish Alastor, keep him safe from harm's way.

No. The maid has made an error. She dropped the immeasurably valuable vase, from Lucifer’s Mother. He didn’t even remember her that well, but he remembered the warmth which radiated from her. They called her Eveningstar. Lucifer wasn’t sure if she was all his imagination, but when he was all but a fledgling, his Dad used to talk about her. Not when he grew up, his sorrow became more pronounced. Lucifer never really knew his Mom.

Maybe that’s why he was like this. Trying to grab on things,  unable to let them go. Always growing attached too quickly, too strongly. But that’s how he was, he couldn’t change himself.

Alastor instead… he rejected Lucifer every time, dodging Lucifer’s every move towards him skillfully. Also he’s so pretty to look at. Lilith was everything that Lucifer could have hoped for. But Alastor, he was the one who is worth fighting for.

Lilith was beautiful, one of the most beautiful women on Earth and Hell. Alastor.. he was enchanting and breathtaking. His allure didn’t just end on his outer shell. It was his never-ending determination and a strong will, which attracted Lucifer. And of course he provided a challenge for him, he needed to be clever to get Alastor to himself.

Lilith liked flowers and gifts. Maybe Alastor would like those as well. Would he like a new handwatch? Or maybe a coat made of silk? By the heavens, he didn’t even know what Alastor liked or was interested in! The situation had to change!

He must convince the deer that he only had his best interest in mind, which of course he had. Who cares, if the by-product of it was that he would get a slice of hot deer ass?

Alastor was an enigma for him, but no one could refuse a dinner, right?

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor couldn’t help it but wonder, what in the seven rings of hell was going on inside that clown’s head? Did he take Alastor for a complete fool? Who gave him the idea that inviting Alastor to a dinner was a great plan?

No, this has gone too far. He needs to go in front of the King and inform him that he’s going to leave. First he tells Alastor that he wasn’t interested if him in romantic mindset, and now A FUCKING DINNER?

He wasn’t a complete novice in relationships, no, when he was alive, he had tried to woo several girls in the 1920s. They were nice, but they never managed to wake up anything long-lasting inside of him. He seemed them just as friends. Same thing continued in Hell, he saw Mimzy and Rosie, may she rest in peace forever, as friends.

The mere idea of courting the King was ridiculous. A total poppycock, frivolous delusional speculation. He didn’t even know where he got the idea in his head that the King was interested in him, but he wanted to let out some steam. Preferably by ripping that fool apart, who fed him these delusions.

But still… he looked at the hand written invitation for the dinner. Lucifer had some style, he had to admit that. Maybe he can go there and see what Lucifer had to say for himself.

Humming, he started to get ready for the evening. He didn’t want to look like he had tried too hard, but he wasn’t going to go there looking like a sloppy wench either. He had to maintain some sort of class.

When the clock was close to 6PM, he started his trek towards the garden. When he pushed open the huge glass doors, he was speechless. A path lit by lanterns which lead towards the center of the garden.. And Lucifer.

Alastor felt a rage to flare up again. This wasn’t some sort of innocent get-together with friends, this was a date! He started following the path towards the center, wearing a pleasant, but unnerving smile on his face.

And there he was. The main culprit, who was oh so innocently pouring wine to the glasses.

“Lucifer! What is the meaning of this, you know that -”

“Dad! Oh my god, this is too much! But I love it, thank you so much!”

Alastor froze. That voice.. was Princess Charlie. He turned slowly, his eyes meeting Charlie’s and Vaggie’s. He immediately bowed.

“Princess!”

“Alastor, I tried to call you, but you probably didn't hear us! We were walking right behind you.”

“I’m sorry Princess, I was deeply in my thoughts. It won’t happen again.”

“No harm done! What do you think? My dad arranged this lovely date night for me and Vaggie, isn’t it amazing? I can’t believe the lengths he went this time, it looks like a similar setup whenever he and mom were having their dates!”

“Alastor, I trust that you won’t mind being a chaperone with me, while my daughter and her girlfriend are having some fun? Look, we have wine and whiskey as well!” Lucifer laughed, his voice filling the air while he was lifting the alcohol bottles.

Alastor measured Lucifer with his gaze, trying to get inside of his mind. Could it be that he had misunderstood the situation and where they stand? But where did he get those thoughts that Lucifer was interested in him? Was it only inside of his own head? What the fuck was happening to him?

He watched, as Lucifer smiled and patted the seat next to him, clearly signaling Alastor to sit there. He was still confused about everything, but he sat there anyway, taking an offered whiskey glass.

“What do you think?” Lucifer’s voice seemed to come from somewhere far away, interrupting his thoughts.

“Hmmh? Excuse me, can you repeat that, Sire?”

“What do you think? About the garden? Do you like it?” Lucifer sipped his wine, while looking at him expectantly.

Alarms were once again blaring inside Alastor’s head.

“It’s amazing. But let me ask a counter-question. Why me and no one else, you could have a Sin here?”

“Because you were the closest one, Sins would need to travel through the rings. I needed someone here tonight and you were convenient.” Lucifer said matter-of-factly.

Well there it came. Lucifer has once again proved that he wasn’t interested in Alastor. Still he had a feeling that this wasn’t the whole truth. But now he would enjoy the evening, these questions would need to wait until the other day.

~~~~~~~~~~

“My Sire, can I ask you a question?” Alastor inquired, making Lucifer look up from his paper work.

“Any time Alastor, you know that you don’t need to ask.”

“Is there any possibility that you might be… infatuated with me? You keep making these comments about my beauty and then there was that candle-light dinner in the garden. You have said that there is nothing in it, but to me it looks like you are trying to woo me.”

Lucifer wanted to laugh, but managed to contain it. So the little deer had taken the bait.

“I don’t know what to say. It has been harmless flirting, to cheer us both up. But if you’re catching deeper feelings my dear…”

Lucifer stood up, went around the table and stopped behind Alastor. He could feel the nervous excitement radiating from him. Time to mess this deer up more.

He slid his hands under Alastor’s shirt, enjoying the hitched breath his action caused. Oooh, Alastor had a fluffy chest, how adorable! While playing with the chest fluff, he bent down and nibbled those deer ears. Alastor’s breath hitched once more, and Lucifer was amused to find out that he had crossed his legs. One could almost think that this was the first time he was touched like this. But surely pretty thing like him…? Unless he really was a virgin?

He decided to test the waters by running his hands lower on that delicious body. His other hand was massaging circles on Alastor’s shoulders while his mouth was kissing and biting gently on that neck. Alastor was letting out such beautiful sounds. Why he hadn’t gone this far already with him, Alastor was so ready for him to ruin. His hand reached Alastor’s waistband and suddenly other hand grabbed on it.

“I… I think that’s enough, Sire!” Alastor said, his voice was something between a whisper and a moan.

“As you say, Alastor. Though I just wanted to let you know the difference between harmless flirting and… unadulterated passion. I have had plenty of opportunities to push you against the wall and have my way with you these past months and I haven’t done that. Maybe you have your head full of images of us kissing and having sex, I won’t mind, but don’t let it affect your work. You may leave now.”

Alastor stood up, his knees wobbling a little bit. Lucifer couldn’t help it, he was smiling a little bit, but he was also pretty sure Alastor didn’t see that. The poor little deer was probably so aroused by now, it was hard for him to walk or even think straight.

Soon Alastor would be ready for him to collect.

~~~~~~~~~~

Pale hands were sliding up and down on his body, reducing him into this moaning mess. Lips were kissing his neck, face, chest. Wherever they could reach, there they touched. Then those damn lips were kissing his own, his mouth slightly opening, giving the tongue an access to his mouth.

That clever tongue slid into his mouth, while a hand was sneaking its way down, towards his crotch. It was about to…

“ALASTOR! Are you up yet? The King demands your presence!” Vaggie’s demanding voice yelled at him from the corridor.

“I’m up Vaggie, no need to yell..” he yelled, his voice almost breaking.

Since he didn’t hear anything from the other side of the door, he could only assume that the young woman left. He went to the bathroom, to wash up his face and prepare for the day.

His dream has been filled again with.. those images again. He didn’t know what sex entailed or felt like, but ever since he got a morsel of it all those weeks ago, he has felt like he’s unfilled. He had stopped Lucifer’s hand going from further, but he also had wanted to let him continue.

He was aware of the sounds which he made back then. They sounded so weird coming from his mouth, but he hadn’t managed to pull them back. Lucifer biting his ear felt so weirdly good, he almost came on the spot.

Of course he had tried to seek the release by his own hand, but he was doing something wrong. Either he didn’t know what to do, or he touched himself wrong. Or maybe his own touch wasn’t enough, a small voice in his mind reminded. He pushed it down, growling.

But Lucifer wasn’t interested in him? Like he so elegantly reminded, he would have had chances to fuck Alastor whenever he wanted and he hasn’t done anything. Or then he had just fucked Alastor’s mind royally, which should have been impossible.

… Would this all mean that he was infatuated with the King?

He has never loved before. The only person that he has loved has been his mama when he was alive. But he has never romantically loved anyone, or been in a relationship. Was this how relationships were supposed to work? Both of them, dancing around each other, while the other one was flirting and the other was fighting back?

He knew that maybe there was a time when his dad had loved his mom, but that time was long gone, when he was born. But that bastard was a poor example of love, since his favorite hobby was to drink and beat both of them. So, in the long run, it was all on Alastor’s own shoulders to try and figure this shit out.

Damn. He has taken so long, people will start wondering and Vaggie will soon bang his door again. He quickly fixed himself and looked in the mirror. Tired but bright eyes looked back. He turned and marched towards the door, scratching his shadow before closing the door to his bedroom.

~~~~~~~~~~

“What took you so long?” Lucifer demanded, his voice booming inside the throne room, hurting Alastor’s ears.

“I’m sorry Sire, had to freshen up a bit. I only woke up when Vaggie banged the door. What’s going on?” Alastor apologized. He refused to look away, even when Lucifer’s death stare hit him with its full force.

“Anyway, is there something wrong or why did I wake up on my free day, being demanded to see by the King?” He continued, challenging Lucifer. Better it than to accidentally slip out what he was dreaming about. He could swear that he saw flames erupting from Lucifer’s mouth, but then the King seemed to calm down.

“It has been brought to my attention that exorcists are planning another attack. It will be very soon, so I want everyone who is able to, to patrol around the palace area. I know that it’s your day off, but since you’re the captain of my guard…”

“... I need to lead the patrols. I understand.” Alastor concluded and made a small bow. When he lifted his gaze, he saw a flash of nervousness in Lucifer’s face.

“... Go on then.” Lucifer’s icy voice commanded and Alastor bowed.

Maybe he saw nothing.

~~~~~~~~~~

Lucifer knew that he was a bit too harsh. But last time when exorcists were on the move, he disregarded the intelligence and it cost him a wife. Now he would do anything to protect his daughter. Vaggie was watching over her, they were in the solar room. Alastor would divide the guards into separate patrols and lead one of them. It was his job, anyway. He was only nice to look at, maybe even nicer to fuck but only once. After that the novelty would have disappeared.

It wasn’t like he was incapable of defending himself. One wouldn’t be a powerful overlord without any merits. And he has proven time and time again that he was savvy when it came to fights. He would be fine.

But if the exorcists attacked.. would he have any weapons? Did Vaggie show him where they kept angelic steel? Would he be fast enough to avoid the attack?

Lucifer shook his head. Why was he thinking such things? Alastor was just a lowly sinner, yes he was a powerful one, but sinner anyway. His fate wasn’t his problem. Of course he would feel sorry, if Alastor would perish under his command, but…

He wouldn’t let that happen. If someone tried to take Alastor away from him, he would obliterate them. There wouldn’t be a place in Hell, where they could hide and survive Lucifer’s wrath. He would rip their wings off and skin them first, piece by piece, until their eyelids were the only things which had skin left. Then he would chop them into tiny little pieces, but before that he would break their bones, and make them eat their livers, hearts and wings. After that he would light a hellfire and toss the remains there, where they would feel the torment in their souls eternally. Alastor wouldn’t know the true depths of his feelings, but he would make sure to honor his sacrifice. 

But what if Alastor lived? It would put him into a very awkward situation. He can’t rule and have a sinner as his consort. Charlie wouldn’t oppose, she seemed to like Alastor. But the population in Hell? They would riot, if they saw that he took one of them as his consort. It would send the wrong message to the masses. He would need to keep them as a secret.

Lucifer realized that he had stopped writing a long time ago. He couldn’t focus on the paper work, not now when the situation was so ready to explode. He sighed, and stood up, walking towards the window.

Alastor was there. He was leading five demons, they were patrolling in the garden. They passed the place where they had spent their candle-lit dinner. Lucifer should have kissed him back then, but he didn’t know what game he was playing back then. What game had he been playing for a long time now? You either love someone or you don’t, there is no middle ground.

He liked to think that he was a purely unbiased judge. He wouldn’t want to risk feelings affecting his work, like Satan did. Wrath was easy to manipulate, but pure pride… was he so blinded by his pride that he didn’t want to see how corrupted he has become?

Catching feelings for a sinner, playing with his heart. Reeling him in, showering him with affection and flirting, but when things started to heat up and Alastor would show that he was catching on, Lucifer would back down. What a fucking coward he was.

But that’s how he has always been. Lilith loved that game. They would try and make each other jealous. Lucifer started it with Eve. Lilith countered it by corrupting Cain which in the end caused him to kill Abel. That’s how their relationship lasted for millennia, they were never bored. But Lilith knew the rules. Would Alastor learn to love it? Alastor would love him like he loved him, right?

Sudden bright light blinded Lucifer for a second, but he roared out of rage, when he realized what it was. He had time to glance through the window, when the smoke cleared. All the demons from the Alastor’s patrol laid on the ground dead, Alastor was the only one alive. He was heaving, the pool of blood forming under him. The mere sight of his blood enraged Lucifer and so he grew taller and bigger, his full demon form now filling up the room.

His huge wings beat the air as he broke through the window. Exorcists had a little bit of time to glance towards him, when he sliced their head right off. Only the lead exorcist was left alive, her sword inches away from Alastor’s neck.

“He’s mine.” Lucifer growled, making his opponent drop the weapon while she was covering her ears.

However, she recovered remarkably quickly, holding on tightly from Alastor’s coat. He had tried to crawl away when he realized he was free. But Lucifer couldn’t spare a glance towards him, he needed to keep his full focus on the threat in front of him.

“How foolish of you to return here. If I were you, I wouldn’t even dare to come back here after what happened to your general.”

Jackpot. The woman in front of her ripped away her mask, revealing a pale face, white, uneven hair and those merciless golden eyes. The eyes that were now fixed on him, pupils narrowed. It was so easy to rile her up, she was bound to make mistakes.

It was best that Vaggie was watching Charlie… he had time to think, when he registered the woman had moved, ready to strike. He jumped to the other side lazily.

“HOW DARE YOU EVEN…” The woman screeched, her rage evident while the pain in her voice revealed her true emotions. This was going to be easy and fast.

“What? I can’t even refer to him? The useless first man?” Lucifer laughed, while blocking another attempt with his wing.

“You took everything from me!”

Honestly, this was starting to become boring. Of course, one can always count angels being hypocritical. Here this woman was, screaming like a mad woman, crying on how they have killed Adam. And have they even considered what they have taken from Lucifer? She obviously didn’t realize that she was only left alive for this long, because Lucifer wanted to play with his prey before delivering the killing blow.

Lucifer yawned when he blocked another strike. This only seemed to serve as fuel to the exorcist's rage, as she plunged her sword towards him. Ok, that was enough. Moving rapidly like a snake, Lucifer managed to grab her by her wrist, twisting hard.

“It was fun and all, but now it’s time for you to die. Goodbye Lute.”

Lute’s eyes widened up in horror, when Lucifer’s grip tightened, before she was engulfed by the flames. Her sword clanked on the ground, its clear voice bringing Lucifer back to the ground. Oh shit, Alastor!

He was laying on the ground not even a few meters away. His back was rising, but it was barely noticeable. Lucifer rushed to him, cradling him in his arms.

“Alastor, I’m so sorry, I will never let you go again!” His voice cracked as he hugged him.

“Sire, what are you talking about?”

“Shhh, everything will be ok. I will never let anything bad happen to you ever again, I’m going to protect you from everything. Everything will be ok from now on, you don’t need to worry about anything.” Lucifer cried, his hands caressing Alastor’s face, wiping out those red-black strands of hair.

“I’m going to make everything good again.”

Chapter Text

He really wished that he was double dead.

Memories started to flow into his mind, when he was regaining his consciousness. How he was patrolling by Lucifer’s orders, making sure that the palace perimeter was secure from the possible exorcist attack. Then the white light and searing pain in his abdomen. Five bodies laying behind him, a group of exorcists walking closer. Their leader was wearing this mask, there was something familiar with her..

Then nothing. He woke up here, from this unknown room and unfamiliar bed. Everything was pure white, but if he looked out of the window, he could see the hellish landscape. So he was still in Hell, at least. But where, it didn’t look anything like the ring of Pride anymore.

His head hurt. Everything was so bright, he wanted back the comfortable hues of red, black, green and brown instead of this blinding white. He groaned, trying to get up, but the pain was back, forcing him back down.

“Don’t try to move. I managed to clean your wound, but it was very deep. To be honest, you’re lucky to be alive.” A voice said near him.

“Sire… Why would you do that? And… and where am I? And can you please change this room into something more… not as bright, my head is killing me.” Alastor muttered, trying to cover his eyes with his hands.

“Oh sorry.” He heard a snap and the room was immediately changed into more Alastor’s liking, muted and dark colors.

“Thank you.”

“And what comes to your other questions… I wanted to save you because -”

Lucifer’s breath hitched, something that Alastor noticed. How curious, Lucifer rarely showed any emotion (besides lust and calmness). Soon Lucifer collected himself and continued.

“I think that your second question is easier to answer. You’re in the ring of Wrath.”

Now it was Alastor’s turn to show emotions. His eyes widened and the pupils of his eyes darted to look out the window, as if to confirm what he had just heard. Yes, Lucifer was right - instead of the maroon sky of the Pride, he was now watching the orangish red sky of the Wrath.

“But why, Sire?” He managed to get out, his voice was strangled.

“I needed to keep you safe.”

“Safe from what?”

“From everything. This house will provide anything you need, I will come to look at you often and… don’t try to escape.” Lucifer raised his hand, ready to create a portal. Alastor tried to move quickly, but a flash of pain hindered his movement.

“No, Lucifer, please no, come back! Lucif - COME BACK!” He tried begging, but it was already too late - Lucifer had vanished, the portal was closed behind him. Alastor only landed on a plush carpet, when he tried to jump after Lucifer.

He quickly stood up, running the strange hallways, seeking the way out. It was vain, there was none. He felt his breath to hitch and started pulling out of his own hair, having a small meltdown in the living room.

“Why?”

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor thought that it was the next day when Lucifer came for a visit again. Now he was waiting for him, with arms akimbo in the living room. He had tried to search the way out, but the windows stayed closed, and there was no door outside. He truly was trapped there. He had tried to break the window, but it repaired itself in seconds in front of his eyes.

“You have exactly 2 minutes to explain to me what in the name of what’s unholy is going on. Go.” Alastor said, his voice cold and eyes narrowed.

Lucifer was trying to avoid looking into his eyes. Why?

“You got hurt.”

“Yes, I’ve figured that much out. And you wanted to save me. But why am I in the whole other ring?” Alastor started pacing around the room, his eyes never leaving Lucifer.

“I wanted to keep you safe.”

“You keep repeating that. Safe from what? And how have you explained my absence?”

“Safe from everything. I have told everyone that you died when the exorcists attacked.”

“You can’t keep me here!”

“I can.”

“For fuck’s sake, Lucife - DON’T THINK ABOUT ESCAPING NOW, LUC -!”

Alastor stared at the spot where Lucifer stood. The bastard slipped away again. Coward.

~~~~~~~~~~

It must have been over a week when Lucifer came back. Alastor had searched the house upside down, trying to find any weak spot. He wasn’t about to die, the pantry kept filling itself up whenever he was about to run out supplies. He wanted fresh meat though.

Time alone meant also that he had time to reflect on what was going on. Lucifer kept saying that he wanted to keep Alastor safe. Yes, he had been the main focus, when exorcists attacked. But he was replaceable, Lucifer had certainly acted that way. It wasn’t like he was romantically interested in him or anything?

He had been pacing around the bedroom, when Lucifer portaled himself where he was.

“Lucifer! Now please don’t go and portal yourself off again, you need to explain some things to me!” Alastor begged, almost crashing down on Lucifer’s feet. Over a week in solitude and being alone with only his thoughts and shadow in company didn’t do any good to him.

“I have told you that I wanted to save you and keep you safe. What else do you want to know?”

“Why? Why did you want to save me? And why do you want to keep me safe?”

Lucifer sighed. Alastor noticed that and also dark circles under his eyes. Good, at least someone else was also suffering. Unless..?

“In the same attack Charlie and Vaggie were attacked as well. I didn’t know that back then. You were closest to me, so I wanted to come and help you, because… the woman angel which I killed, she was with the lead exorcist who killed Lilith. I knew you couldn’t keep your own against her without back up, so I helped you and killed her. But I was too late, you were injured so badly…” Lucifer stopped and drew a breath, then continued with a wavering voice.

“I managed to save you, but they killed Charlie and Vaggie.” Lucifer broke down in tears, burying his face into his hands.

It took a second from Alastor to register his words, but when he realized what they meant, it was like a slap on his face. He actually liked the little Princess and her bodyguard/girlfriend. He walked unsteadily next to the bed where Lucifer was crying and sat next to him. Refusing to cry, but his mind was in chaos, his thoughts were racing wildly and he had to take a steadying breath.

“So - so that’s what you have been doing during this past week? Arranging funerals?” He said, his voice empty and colorless.

“Yes! As soon as I got information that Charlie had been attacked as well, you were passed out. I rushed on her side and her last words for me were ‘Dad, keep Alastor safe please?’. She died in my arms. I had to bury my daughter and honor her final wish, she saw you almost like a parental figure.” Lucifer’s voice was stuffy and raw from emotion. Alastor didn’t know what to do. Lucifer has saved him… and that has cost him his daughter. He felt awful.

“Sire… I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry for your loss.” He said silently, his hand rising to rub small circles on Lucifer’s back. His movements were stiff and short, but he hoped that it was enough to convey his feelings. After all, their safety had been his responsibility and he had failed.

“I’ve made my peace with it, Alastor. None of it was your fault. What’s done is done and you’re safe at least. And continue calling me Lucifer, there is no use for the titles here.” Lucifer said, hugging him. He wasn’t ready for that so he stiffened, but eventually relaxed into the hug.

“I’m sorry, but now I need to go. Hell still needs me and I still need to figure out… some stuff. I’ll come to see you tomorrow, Alastor.” Lucifer bid his farewell.

“Sir - Lucifer! Can you summon another demon here, to keep me company? It’s starting to get lonely and my shadow isn’t saying much, only agreeing.”

Lucifer was clearly thinking, but then he nodded his head and snapped his fingers. The fireplace lit up and when Alastor walked there, he noticed that there was some sort of figure in the flames. He bent down and picked it up.

It was some sort of little demon girl. She shook the ashes off from herself and Alastor put her down.

“Hello! I’m Niffty! I’m here to clean, oh here is so clean already why do you need me, but oh no, there is a bug! Not for long!”

And off she went. Alastor stared at her a little bit, but decided that he liked her. At least she will keep things lively around here.

“Thank you S… Lucifer.”

Lucifer nodded at him and then stepped inside the portal. He finally had got some answers, but he wasn’t happy with them and sorely wished that things were otherwise.

~~~~~~~~~~

If Lucifer would have had a pumping heart, it would have beaten its way from his chest. Now it is done. He had feared for this moment for a week now, but finally it was done. He walked to his desk, burying his head into his hands until the door opened.

“Dad! Where were you? We had so many things to do and fix after the exorcist attack and you decided to leave in the middle of it?” Charlie’s voice was full of stress.

“Babe, it’s ok. He’s your dad, he has a right to disappear when he wants or needs to.” Vaggie’s voice said behind her, carefully.

“The hell he isn’t! Alastor is dead, the garden is in ruins and he just disappears and leaves the mess for us to clean up! Oh poor Alastor, not even a body left to bury..” Charlie cried, her voice stuttering towards the end.

Lucifer almost felt sorry for her. And then he almost felt sorry that he had to lie to Alastor, of course Vaggie and Charlie were safe and they were never the focus of the exorcists. But Alastor can’t learn the truth, he needs to be kept happy and content.

“Sweetie, I’m sorry. I had to finish up funeral planning, and I forgot to get the flowers. I know that you miss him, I do too, but it was too late to do anything. I saw Lute snap his neck and drive her sword through him.”

“At least you killed her! I hate her! And I hate Heaven!”

“I know, duckling.. but they will never hurt us again. I have agreed with Sera that we will have a lasting truce now, when Adam and Lute are gone. And I have promised that we will not retaliate.” Lucifer directed a stern look towards her daughter, who was in her demon form.

Uncomfortable silence broke, when Vaggie pulled Charlie away, trying to tell her that they needed to pick up clothes for the funeral. Charlie puffed and left, leaving Vaggie behind who looked at Lucifer apologetically before following her.

He needed to work a little while before attending “the funeral”. Charlie was correct, his surprise visits to Alastor left Hell in disorder, and he was behind all the work he was supposed to do instead of making sure that no one will find Alastor. With a heavy heart, he started working while thinking about his loved one who was waiting for him in Wrath.

~~~~~~~~~~

The funeral was pretty. All Lucifer could think was that Alastor would have laughed at it, if he was there. But thank his dad he wasn’t, he was safe in the other ring, just one short portal trip away. The two of his favorite Sins surrounded him, giving their condolences. The rest of the Sins stayed a little bit farther away, Levi’s other head staring at Bel who was sleeping. Did she stay awake the whole ceremony?

Beelzebub was first to hug her, her normally cheerful voice now dripping with sadness.

“I’m so sorry for you Luci, I knew you liked him! But you’re like, super hot, you’ll get someone new soon enough!”

“Bee, you know you could be much more tactful? Anyway, I’m sorry Lucifer, it’s never easy to see loved ones go. You have had it hard, first Lilith and now him.” Asmodeus said, throwing a rare dirty look towards Bee, before shaking Lucifer’s hand. Bee stuck her tongue out at him, before hugging Lucifer.

“Ozzie always knows the right words, which is weird, because he is supposed to be an embodiment of Lust! Who would know that Lust would know the difference between a love and lust? Relax Oz, I’m just teasing you!”

After throwing the last goodbyes and condolences at him, Bee and Ozzie left to meet the other Sins and Lucifer was left alone. They would share what they have learned and Satan would try some sort of power grab now when he thinks that Lucifer’s attention was elsewhere. Mammon would try to think about new ways to make money, maybe he would try to make a life size sex doll, which reminded Al… ok, no. Lucifer would never tell him what Alastor looked like. Levi would bicker with herself, and Bel.. she might be useful, when she wakes up, making sure that Lucifer is sleeping and not staying up all night. Bee and Ozzie of course would stand by his side like always.

Life was always interesting with the Sins in it. But at least he would have Alastor.

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor had finally found a point in his afterlife where his words had left him. Before Rosie’s death, he was powerful, THE RADIO DEMON, and one of the most potent overlords in Hell. But after Rosie died and the Cannibal Town had turned into the ghost town, Alastor found that he had way too many enemies. Usually his words and wit saved him and it certainly helped him to get out from the radar before he joined the Royal guard.

What he didn’t expect was that he would actually become attached to the young Princess and her bodyguard. Charlie was so carefree, innocent and young… and gone so soon. As for Vaggie, Alastor liked her, even when she had a stick too far up in her ass sometimes. They both had so much ahead in front of them. It was so unfair that their flames were extinguished so quickly.

He didn’t cry, but if Niffty would see him right now, he would shed a tear. He had grown accustomed to the little demon rather quickly, her vividness bringing him joy and reminding him of Charlie. Also she kept the house clean and was a good company.

He still didn’t like the fact that he was kept prisoner in this house. But Lucifer seemed to be out of sorts. It would do no good to try and change his mind now, but maybe later. After he had calmed down and stopped mourning his daughter, Alastor would try and turn his head around, to get him to give him more space, maybe even a way out of this house. To continue living his life.

He heard a familiar voice from behind. Ah, Lucifer has returned, probably from the funerals. Poor King, he looked so tired and solemn, like his age has caught up with him.

“How was the funeral?”

“It was beautiful. Charlie would have loved that, it was filled with flowers and singing. Everyone who loved her, was around.”

Almost everyone.

“That’s good to hear. But I would have loved to make an appearance there, to give my last respects to her and young Vaggie.” Alastor tried, he knew he shouldn’t but he wanted to see how far he can go without getting burned. Right now talking about Charlie was a way to keep Lucifer around longer and get more information.

The look changed immediately on Lucifer’s face.

“No. I told her that I would keep you safe and that’s what I’m doing.”

“I don’t see what it would matter if I joined the funeral, surely there is nothing that will threaten me there?”

“I SAID NO!”

And he was gone again. Alastor just fell down and covered his face with his hands.

~~~~~~~~~~

Lucifer felt bad that he had yelled at Alastor. But he kept asking difficult questions, where Lucifer didn’t have an answer yet and it made him angry. Why couldn't he just accept that he needs to stay in the house now? That he was safe there and Lucifer would provide him everything and anything he needs and would ever wish for?

Of course he would give Alastor a little bit of freedom later, maybe a small backyard with high fences. But now, he needs to adjust in his new life. Where he wouldn’t need to worry about anything.

Also he was sexually frustrated. He had sneaked in, when Alastor had been sleeping and was faced with a beautiful picture - his love in the bed, his hair spread around, while a tiniest bit of adorable chest fluff peeked inside of his pajamas. Those cute little deer ears drooping and twitching a bit whenever the house creaked. Ozzie might be the Sin of Lust, but at that point Lucifer could have pushed Ozzie aside and crowned Alastor as a new Sin.

He looked so good that Lucifer wanted to ravish him immediately on the spot. But no, he had to stop himself. He wanted their first time to be perfect, how Alastor would look at him under those long dark eyelashes, when Lucifer pushed deep inside of him. How he would look when he cummed and when the aftershocks still run on his body.

He needed to have Alastor as soon as possible!

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor was drinking morning coffee, when he felt someone’s hands around him. He spun around, ready to hit that someone - he knew that Niffty would never do that - but that someone was quicker and stepped away.

“Oh.. Lucifer. I thought that you had decided to leave me alone, after the last time. Have you thought about your answer to my question why I couldn’t attend the funeral?” He said coolly, returning to his morning paper and coffee.

“What question? You never asked me such a question, we only talked about how lovely the funerals were. Oooh, that smells amazing, mind if I take a bite?”

Alastor almost snorted out his coffee. Excuse him but what the everloving fuck was that clown spewing? He was about to slap away the hand which was reaching out for his beignets, but didn’t do it.

“That’s not how I remember the situation. You talked about how lovely the funerals were and I asked you -”

“You didn’t ask me a thing. I would remember that and I don’t. How the hell do you manage to make these taste so amazing?”

“With a lot of practice, but please Sire, allow me to continue on the subject, you are remembering the situation wrong…”

“I’m not, and that’s the end of the discussion.”

Alastor shut himself up. Lucifer’s eyes had flashed red briefly, the clear warning for him not to continue.

“I’m sorry Sire.”

“You are forgiven. Now, these beignets, what is your secret, is it...”

Lucifer kept talking and Alastor answered him with autopilot, he wasn’t sure if Lucifer was messing up with him or not. Or was it just his own brains, remembering things wrong again?

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor was surprised how pleasant company Lucifer actually was when he shed the kingly mask and was himself. They both found out that they enjoyed the dad jokes, even though Lucifer sometimes grimaced when Alastor told an especially dark joke. They both hated television with passion. What started from one night, turned into many nights on the couch, drinking and conversing, getting to know each other in this new situation.

“Hey Al?”

“Hmm-mh?”

“I could tell you a joke about pizza, but it’s a little cheesy!”

Lucifer smiled, when Alastor doubled down from laughter, his body convulsing while he was trying to compose himself again. 

“Oh my, that must have been the worst one yet! Lucifer, you know you can do better!” Alastor laughed, tears running from his eyes, while he was trying to catch a breath.

“Like your jokes are better, I remember the one with the vacuum cleaner and dust!” Lucifer laughed. Alastor’s laugh was the prettiest in the world, it was lush and contagious.

“Are we trying to kill each other with the jokes again?” Alastor’s laugh was dying down, though he still smiled genuinely.

“I don’t know! But Niffty has once again left us!”

Yes, Nifty sometimes joined when they were having their usual conversations, but she left them alone pretty quickly. Sometimes Alastor heard her saying something about ‘bad boys’ and ‘getting together’, suspiciously in the same sentence, but he couldn’t bother to find out more. Whatever would come out from that twisted little mind and he didn't always want to find out what she was thinking.

“Perhaps she wanted us to have a romantic dinner together!”

Lucifer’s eyes widened and Alastor cursed himself. He must have drunk too much already, or he would never have said anything like that. Why was Lucifer looking at him like that?

“You know.. it’s not a bad setting. And you’re easy to look at Al. I wouldn’t mind if..” Lucifer left the rest to hang out in the air. But it was still clear what he meant.

Alastor didn’t do anything, he just let it happen. Lucifer took away his whiskey glass and set it and his own wine glass on the table. Then he turned to look at Alastor, who was suddenly very aware of his body. How his breath quickened and how he felt so light headed.

Lucifer closed a gap between them quickly, gently grabbing Alastor’s jaw. Then his lips were on Alastor’s. It was a weird feeling, to be kissed by someone. He didn’t know what to do with his hands, to keep them on his lap or wrap them around Lucifer or… What does he do with his lips? And why was Lucifer’s tongue prodding his lips, demanding to be let in?

Slowly he melted to the kiss, allowing Lucifer access to his mouth. He was unsure what to do, when Lucifer’s tongue touched his tongue, he tried to just keep it away from Lucifer’s way. But that probably wasn’t the right way to do the kiss? Suddenly he wished that he would have a lot more experience.

Lucifer broke a kiss, looking him deep in the eyes.

“Alastor, tell me one thing? Are you a virgin?”

Well, that question came out of nowhere and left Alastor spluttering.

“Why - what - how??? Why would you ask that?” Alastor blushed.

Lucifer let out a small bark of laughter.

“It shows how you’re kissing. It wasn’t a bad kiss, I get it, it was your first time!” Lucifer rushed to say as he saw Alastor’s eyes switch into the radiodials and start to emit radio static.

“But it wasn’t that bad, right?”

“No it wasn’t. And you know what everyone says, practice makes perfect…” Lucifer purred, his fingers running on Alastor’s arm, leaving goosepumps where they touched.

And then he pushed Alastor down, quickly following behind. It felt oddly comforting to have someone on top of him and kiss him. It was nice. He shuddered, when Lucifer’s hand started running down again, he wanted to push it away, but part of him wanted to let it continue, to find out his secret.

Oh Heavens, the latter part of him won. He didn’t stop Lucifer’s hand when it slid under his pants and met his boxer briefs. It played with the waist band and a sensitive skin a little bit, until it went further.

Lucifer let out a slight ‘mppffhh’, but Alastor kept their lips together. He wanted Lucifer to touch him in a way no one else had ever touched him before. The thought scared and excited him equally. Was the months of being locked in this house finally softened his brains, reduced him into this? Someone who was up for simple, fleeting carnal pleasure? Honestly, he thought that he was better than that.

But it was so nice. Lucifer’s touch was gentle, the way his fingers rubbed his folds, while sometimes focusing on his sensitive clit. Sometimes his fingers made him moan in Lucifer’s mouth. Lucifer was smiling, he could feel it against his mouth.

Then Lucifer pushed those fingers inside. It almost made Alastor jump up and curse. How could it feel so good, to have something inside and it would feel like that? He hasn’t even touched himself with any toys or even with his own fingers. These sensations were new to him and he was amazed how much pleasure a simple thing would bring.

“Alastor, are you alright? You’re crying, am I hurting you?”

Was he crying? God damn it!

“N-no, it just feels so good, please continue…” he sighed, lost in pleasure.

It showed that Lucifer had a talent for using those fingers. He knew what he did, his movements very precise. He kept hitting something inside Alastor and oh, how good that felt. Alastor was soon moaning under him, so if Niffty was outside of the living room, she would know exactly what was going on inside.

Then something happened, the heat building up in his stomach was released and he sighed, his voice rising up. His back arched up, Lucifer kept kissing his neck and he almost cried out, when fingers left and he was feeling empty. He was left panting on the couch, while Lucifer snaked his hand under his back and was moving his hair out of his face, looking at him lovingly.

“What was that? I have never felt anything so strong and…” Alastor’s words left him.

“That, my dear, was an orgasm. I believe that’s the first one you have ever gotten?” Lucifer laughed, his voice low and rumbling.

“I didn’t know how good that would feel!

“It will feel much better, when you have something bigger inside of you.”

Only then Alastor noticed that something was pressing his thigh. That something felt… so big and hard, and he wasn’t sure how he would react if that thing was inside of him. Would it even fit? He was quick to address this concern to Lucifer.

“Oh, it will fit. Your body is capable of surprising things, you just need to believe in it, love!”

Alastor still wasn’t so sure about that. How was it supposed to fit? Someone needs to tell him before he loses his nerves and backs off the whole thing. Lucifer must have noticed how he was trembling, because he soon felt his soothing hand on his face, caressing him lightly.

“I’m going to take it slowly, my lovely little deer. It might hurt a little bit, but it will be over before you start feeling really uncomfortable. Pain will fade and give room for pleasure.”

He looked into Alastor’s eyes.

“Do you trust me?”

Alastor breathed in and out, collecting himself.

“I do.”

Lucifer moved slowly, but still Alastor’s breath quickened, when he felt a tip of Lucifer’s cock brushing his folds. He closed his eyes, when Lucifer pushed in, first a tip, then a little bit of length. Carefully, Lucifer started to move inside of him, every push taking him deeper inside. Alastor felt the tears welling in his eyes, it hurt so much, it wasn’t a pinch of pain, it was so much worse! He could feel himself tearing apart, why does it hurt so much?!

“Relax.”

That one word breathed into his ear made him focus. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Lucifer’s eyes, which were studying his face and expressions. Lucifer smiled at him and he smiled back. Stupid bastard was right, the pain was subsiding, it was still there, but it was so much more bearable.

Lucifer changed his angle and Alastor saw stars. Now on every push, he was brushing that sweet spot inside of him, making his breath hitch. He started moaning and gasping, his voice encouraging Lucifer to move faster. If the pain was almost unbearable, this was so much worse. He felt his release forming up way too soon, his fingers clawing Lucifer’s back while his legs were wrapped around his hips, keeping him closer to Alastor.

His voices grew even louder, gaining more volume and emotion. Lucifer kissed his chest, while he kept pushing deeper inside, his cock filling up Alastor nicely. Alastor’s moans grew ever louder, if that was possible and more drawn-out. Soon, he orgasmed a second time, now digging his claws and heels on Lucifer’s back, pulling him closer. Lucifer stiffened and he let out a deep groan, and he pulled out from Alastor, releasing some sticky white substance from the tip of his cock. He smeared it around Alastor’s pussy and they both stared at Lucifer’s cock, which was coated with a small amount of Alastor’s blood.

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor was laying on top of Lucifer’s chest, basking in the afterglow and trying to categorize this new experience. It had felt surprisingly good, given the circumstances. He still didn’t understand why everyone made such a fuss about being a virgin when he was alive. He didn’t feel any different and he had been a virgin for 130 years.

“How are you feeling?” Lucifer asked, his hands drawing circles on Alastor’s back.

“Good. It was much more.. pleasurable than I thought. I wouldn’t mind doing it again later.” Alastor muttered, burying his head on Lucifer’s chest. Why was he so self-conscious about himself now? What is done is done, no point dwelling in it.

Lucifer chuckled, his hand moving to play with Alastor’s hair and ears.

“That’s good to hear. I also enjoyed it very much.”

Alastor looked at Lucifer, a Cheshire cat-smile on his face. Lucifer looked back at him, smiling widely.

Then their bubble was broken by Lucifer’s phone. Alastor moved reluctantly when Lucifer stretched to see who was calling. He saw a color to drain from Lucifer’s face and curiously checked the caller ID. Lucifer pushed him away and answered, but he managed to see the name on the screen. It felt like a cold fist clenched around his heart.

“Sorry sweetie, I’ll call you sooner!”

“But dad..”

Alastor’s sensitive ears turned towards that familiar voice, which he heard perfectly. He huffed and started to dress himself up, Lucifer watching his every move.

“I’m really sorry sweetie, but I need to end this call now. I’ll see you soon.”

Alastor had a sense to wait, until Lucifer had pressed the red button on the screen.

“So she is alive? I assume Vaggie is also alive?” He said, his tone was cuttingly sharp. His eyes were narrowed down, as he watched Lucifer scramble while trying to get dressed.

“You weren’t -”

“I wasn't what? Supposed to hear that? Supposed to know that you have been lying to me?”

“You’re overexaggerating! It was such a small detail! If you would listen to me I’ll -”

“Overexaggerating? Small detail? Lucifer, you have been lying to me these past months!” Alastor yelled, trying to get more distance between them, while Lucifer was trying to get closer.

“Al, please, let me explain!”

“NO! If I let you explain, you’ll tell me more lies!”

“Alastor, I have never lied to you, I -”

“Are you listening to yourself? Was this your masterplan, to get inside my pants and then reveal the truth? Was Charlie in this as well! I don’t trust anything that comes from your mouth!” Alastor laughed hysterically, his voice rising up.

“Al..” Lucifer begged, his voice almost breaking.

“I think it’s better that you leave now.” Alastor turned his back on Lucifer, not allowing him to see the tears in his eyes.

He could feel the weight of Lucifer’s gaze on his back. Then he heard a sigh and a familiar sound of portal opening and closing.

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor was angry at him. Every time he portaled to the house, Alastor wouldn’t speak with him, only glare daggers towards him. He tried to make small talk, but he would get nothing in return. God damn it Charlie, how he loved his daughter, but now she had messed up!

It broke his heart every time, when Alastor refused to answer to him or just rolled his eyes. They had a good thing going on and he finally got to bury his cock into that tight little hole between Alastor’s legs! And Alastor had told him that he wouldn’t mind doing it again. Would that offer still stand?

“So, Al… I was wondering, if I could eat you out tonight? It means that -”

“I know perfectly well what it means. And the answer is no.” Alastor rolled his eyes.

But hey, that was the longest response he had from him in a week! Progress! Alastor is refusing now, but what he would need is a little bit more warming up and in a short time he will beg for being eaten out and then fucked.

~~~~~~~~~~

That short time turned into a really long month. Lucifer was going crazy, he couldn’t figure out why Alastor was being so angry at him. He just twisted the truth, not that much! A couple of details changed, no one died and everyone should be happy!

Charlie and Vaggie also kept pestering him about the new follower for Alastor. He really didn’t want to go through that again. He just pointed out that Vaggie could recruit them, she knew well enough what the bodyguard and captain of the guard needed to do. He had much more concerning matters to ponder.

Like in example how to get that lovely deer to accept his apology. Lucifer had tried multiple times, but Alastor didn’t want to hear him. He kept brushing Lucifer off like he was just like some lowlife imp! It was honestly starting to become insulting.

Then he realized! He could surprise Alastor while he slept, romantically waking him up with kisses. Then they would have a good, long hate sex session and after that an apology sex. Yes, it was the perfect plan! He will act on it tonight.

~~~~~~~~~~

Has anyone ever told Alastor how adorable he looked when he was sleeping? He was curled up in the fetal position, one arm right under his chin, his ears twitching and tail swooshing around, a small smile on his lips. He looked so small despite how tall he was. And he was absolutely breathtaking.

His shadow was curled up right next to him, so that it resembled a cat to Lucifer's mind. It was twitching as well, and like its owner, it also had a small smile on its face. How cute pair.

During normal nights Lucifer had only watched hours and hours his beloved, how peaceful and free of stress he looked. But not tonight. Tonight he was going to make amends with Alastor, they were going to make up their argument and all would be well again.

Silently he sat on the edge of the mattress, it dipped under his weight. Alastor’ shadow moved and it opened up its eyes, facing Lucifer immediately. Lucifer flashed his red eyes, warning it to be silent. It was not going to ruin this moment. It tried to whimper, so Lucifer had to snap it away, sending it somewhere else. He wanted to have Alastor all for himself.

Alastor was notoriously a light sleeper, so Lucifer had to be very careful not to wake him up. Though, if Alastor woke up, then they would agree to finish what Lucifer had started and then continue their petty little argument after that. After all, it wasn’t good for a man to interrupt while he was in the middle of sex. It would lead to all kinds of difficulties and complications, so if Alastor woke up, he needed to warn him about those. They wouldn’t want his dick to drop off. So… maybe it was for the best to make sure that Alastor kept sleeping? After all, it was only a simple spell.

He took his clothes off silently. Undressing Alastor traditionally would have been a little bit too difficult, so he just magicked his clothes away. That chest fluff was going to kill him someday. He ran his hands across that divine body, watching how those nipples perked up when they met the coldish bedroom air and Lucifer’s fingers.

He laid down, next to him. Sliding his hand down, between Alastor’s legs, he watched how Alastor’s expression changed. There was a fast moment, where his eyes twitched, like he was about to wake up, but then he just continued sleeping. His nose was tiniest bit crunched up, just the way Lucifer loved. It meant that Alastor was enjoying this. He was enjoying Lucifer’s fingers inside of him. He knew that Alastor wasn’t mad at him!

And those little sounds he made even when he was sleeping! Lucifer had to focus on them, but there was no mistake, Alastor was sighing, letting out small moans and gasps. His hips started moving and he opened up his legs more, revealing Lucifer that his pussy was soaking wet. It was a clear sign for Lucifer to continue.

He carefully moved on top of Alastor, preparing to enter him. He had tried to work Alastor open enough and those fluids around, but this was still his second time. He was going to be sore later. But oh my, how good it felt so good being inside Alastor again. He didn’t want to give him time to adjust, so he just pushed his cock inside, deeper on every thrust. Alastor seemed to like it, his nose crunching up more, and he was making these tiny umph-sounds.

Lucifer ran his hands across this marvelous body under him. His dad really was so generous when he created this amazing creature just for him. No one would be allowed to see him, except Lucifer. He was too beautiful to be seen by everyone.

Suddenly Lucifer was angry at all the people who had seen Alastor and admired his beauty before. He wanted to rip their eyes out and smash them under his heel. However, unable to exact his vengeance towards them, he took it out on Alastor. He bit and clawed, leaving angry red marks. He buried his claws onto that soft flesh, ripping the body under him open, letting all the red blood flow, staining the sheets under them. Alastor was only his and his alone. Other people can go to hell.. or deeper in hell.

It was over too soon. With a loud grunt, Lucifer pushed deep inside Alastor, hitting his cervix repeatedly. Sighing long and deep, he let his seed fill Alastor, pushing his cock a little bit deeper in the process. He would love to see Alastor pregnant with his babies. Carefully he slid out, a small amount of cum dripping from that pretty little hole. But he still left quite a lot inside, he only hoped that it would stick.

He looked so beautiful. So serene and calm, like there were no worries inside his pretty little head. Lucifer liked it when Alastor looked like that. It meant that he had done his job well. He decided to lay down next to Alastor, and they would spend their night together. After all, Alastor needs to hear how magnificently he had performed when he wakes up.

~~~~~~~~~~

When Alastor woke up, he felt an unfamiliar feeling on his right side and on his chest. It was still dark in the bedroom so he couldn’t see what it was. It wasn’t his shadow, he knew how it felt like when it curled up next to him. No, this was something else. He tumbled up, lighting the lamp on the nightstand.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

Lucifer rubbed his eyes, disoriented where he was until his eyes landed on Alastor. Then he had the nerve to actually smile!

“What do you mean, of course I slept here. Don’t you remember last night?”

Alastor froze, trying to remember what happened. He had been drinking but he would remember if Lucifer had joined. Then he realized that there was something dripping from his… oh shit.

“What exactly did we do?” Alastor asked, his voice eerily calm, even when the thoughts were swirling around in his head and he had more questions than answers.

Lucifer sat up on the bed, smirking lightly. It was so obvious that he was naked under those covers. Alastor hoped that they had only slept together.

“Well, my deer, it started when we were sitting on the couch yesterday. You had a little bit too much to drink and were sitting on my lap and then you started kissing me! I tried to push you away, since I knew that you were going to regret it. But you demanded and started taking off your own clothes and then mine, I barely had time to move us into your bedroom!”

“No, no it can’t be…”

“My darling, do you think I’m lying? Then tell me, is your sweet pussy sore? Is my cum dripping from there?” Lucifer deadpanned, his eyes revealing nothing.

Alastor buried his head in his hands, unable to believe it all. But Lucifer had described it so vividly, it can’t be his imagination? This was the last time he ever drank anything. Suddenly he realized that there was someone missing from the room, someone who usually slept with him and can really tell what has happened.

“Where is my shadow?”

“Oh, it was sleeping on the bed, I had to move it elsewhere. Just a second, I’ll summon it back!”

Lucifer snapped his fingers and Alastor’s shadow reappeared in the bedroom. If looks could kill, it would have killed Lucifer on a spot. But what Alastor didn’t see, was a death glare from Lucifer as well, a warning. If you try to tell the truth, you’re going to suffer.

Alastor’s shadow giggled and wrapped around Alastor, playfully cooing at him. Alastor smiled gently at his trusted companion, scratching it before his expression darkened again.

“Can you tell me what happened last night? Lucifer told me that I was intoxicated and initiated sex. Did that happen?”

Alastor saw that his shadow changed its expression, from happy to sad before it nodded.

“... I see. Thank you dear friend. You can go back to sleep now.”

Again, Alastor didn’t see that, but Alastor’s shadow threw a dirty look towards Lucifer, who answered with the kind. Make sure that he never learns the truth.

“It appears that I have lost some part of my memory from last night. I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.” Alastor muttered, feeling shameful. This wasn’t like him at all, but even his shadow had confirmed that he… he had acted like a harlot yesterday.

“Don’t worry about it Alastor. For what it matters, you were amazing last night.. and I’m so happy that we are now past that ugly little drama, it was so needless to go through that.” Lucifer hugged him.

But Lucifer’s words felt empty. When he said that ‘ugly little drama’, it invoked a new feeling inside Alastor this morning. He still hasn’t forgiven Lucifer for that ‘ugly little drama’. He told him that Charlie was dead, making him feel bad all these months, blaming himself for letting her die! It wasn’t drama, it was misleading and whatever word young ones called it nowadays.

He pushed Lucifer aside, not wanting to be touched by him. Lucifer grabbed him from the wrist, so he tried to slap him. Lucifer grabbed him from that wrist as well, stopping the hand in the mid air.

“Let me go. Now.” Alastor hissed, his antlers growing while his eyes shifted into radio dials.

Lucifer laughed, as he twisted Alastor’s hands, forcing him to drop on his knees.

“My little doe, do you think that you’re capable of fighting me off. Think again!” During those last words, Lucifer’s full demon form had emerged, flames erupting from his mouth. Alastor looked at him defiantly, not budging for a second.

“Do what you want to do, Lucifer. It won’t be any worse what you have done to me these past months.” He spat, locking his eyes with Lucifer.

Lucifer grabbed his jaw, adding more and more pressure. Alastor felt a part of his skull to crack. No matter. He wasn’t backing down. He kept his gaze on Lucifer, challenging him to do more, if he dared. Lucifer studied him for a short while, looking for any weaknesses probably. Alastor steeled himself, keeping his breathing steady and eyes locked into those golden-red eyes.

Finally, after which felt like a small eternity, Lucifer threw him back to bed and portaled back to Pride, saying nothing. Alastor waited, until the portal closed, until he drew a long breath in. Did he just actually win a staring contest with Lucifer?

Thoughts were bouncing around in his head, but he needed to take a shower first. He wanted to get rid of anything which reminded him of Lucifer before he would throw up.

~~~~~~~~~~

It started with weird dreams. There was always someone with him, calling for him. He would run after it, trying to catch it, but it always managed to escape. Its presence felt so familiar, but intimidating at the same time. He could feel its power.

Then came the changes in his senses. He could smell the meat in the fridge. He spent one afternoon, arguing with Niffty, saying that there was something wrong with the meat. She didn’t believe him, but when she took the meat out from the fridge in the evening, it was full of worms. Alastor watched her throw it away.

Not that it mattered, he couldn’t eat it anyway. He couldn’t eat any of his favorite meals anymore, he gagged them all out or had to run to the bathroom after an hour or so consuming them. There must have been something wrong with him, but he refused to call Lucifer, even after Niffty and his own shadow had begged him to do it. There was nothing that he wanted to discuss with him.

Speaking of Lucifer, he hadn’t shown himself after that last argument. And that was a good thing too - Alastor had sworn that the next time Lucifer dared to show his face, Alastor would eat it, starting from that deceitful tongue.

But he should have known that all good things don't last. One evening, after his shower, he walked into his bedroom.

“It’s good to see that you’re growing appropriately.”

Alastor jumped, almost dropping the towel. His head snapped towards the direction of the sound and he growled.

“Lucifer. Why this unpleasant surprise?” He said, pulling his towel tighter around him.

Lucifer sighed, then stood up. He walked towards Alastor, who had frozen in his place.

“I wanted to see how our baby is growing.”

He stopped, but seemed to hesitate a bit. Then he moved his hand on Alastor’s stomach.

“Baby? What the fuck are you talking about?” He asked, his head was spinning a little bit. He had to sit down, before he would faint.

“I’m not pregnant.” He argued silently, while trying to make sense of his thoughts. All the warning signs were there. His inability to eat raw meat and heightened senses. Even before the shower he had watched his body, trying to think if there was something different in it.

“It’s too soon for you to pick it up, but I have sensed her for some time now. She’s healthy and feeling well. That should have been enough for me, but I wanted to come here and see how you were doing.”

That’s it, he was going to faint. Lucifer’s face was the last thing he saw before everything went dark.

~~~~~~~~~~

Did Alastor eat enough or why was he fainting? Fear ran inside Lucifer’s veins, when he ran in to catch Alastor’s falling body, careful not to hurt their baby.

He had been trying to think what would be the best way to appear again in Alastor’s life, to tell him the wonderful news. But then he had decided that the best way was to tell him straight away. After all, having secrets was the reason why they were in this mess.

But he didn’t expect Alastor to faint after hearing them. Surely he had noticed the changes in his body already? It was still too soon for him to feel the baby, but it was there. Lucifer had felt her when he held Alastor’s wrists in this very same room all those weeks ago.

Alastor needed to be careful with this pregnancy. Lilith’s pregnancy with Charlie wasn’t problematic, she had miscarried loads of times before her and she was on the edge all the time, afraid to lose Charlie too. There was nothing Lucifer could do and it broke his heart.

Alastor was a sinner too. Lucifer needed to be here for him. To help him through this pregnancy and to make sure that everything went well and nothing… unexpected things happened. 

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor woke up with a scream. He had had this ridiculous dream where Lucifer was in his bedroom, saying that he’s pregnant… but that was total nonsense, right? There was no way he was actually pregnant, he was a man! With a woman's reproductive system, but they had had sex only two times, and one of those times Alastor doesn’t even remember! He closed his eyes, yes, it was only a bad dream and he really should stop drinking before going to sleep.

“You need to be more careful with our baby, my love.”

His eyes shot open and he could feel his stress levels rising again.

“Yes, you’re now thinking that you can’t be pregnant, you don’t feel the baby, yadda yadda. How about if we cut the crap and face the facts. You are pregnant with our child. It’s still too early for you to feel it, but trust me, I have sensed her power. She is in your womb and you need to carry her.” Lucifer’s voice was too close. Why wouldn’t he just shut up?

“What about if I don’t want her?” Alastor said, his voice weak.

“That’s too bad. You can’t abort her. I’m going to spend more time here, to make sure of that. You will need support and you will get it from me, there is nothing you can do about it.”

Alastor felt like was about to throw up. He couldn’t abort this little hellspawn? He would rather carve it out of himself than allow it to infest his womb and grow stronger day by day.

“I’m also here to make sure that no accidents are going to happen here. You will get guards here, who will guard you whenever I’m unavailable. Think about it as insurance.” Lucifer smiled.

“We are going to be so happy together, Alastor. You, me and our little darling baby girl.” Alastor closed his eyes, as Lucifer caressed his face. He managed not to grab that hand which was on his stomach, rubbing circles there.

“Why are you crying my beloved? This is a happy time for us, we are going to have a baby! If we are lucky, she’s going to get your good looks and my wit! Oh I can’t wait for her to meet Charlie and learn how to run Hell!”

While Lucifer was making plans, Alastor felt an icy weight to settle down on his stomach. He didn’t want to have this baby, but it seemed that he didn’t have any choice. With guards watching him when Lucifer wasn’t here and Lucifer spending the rest of his time here, he was doomed to carry and birth this baby.

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor had to admit it, Lucifer was a man of his word. He spent most of his free time here, so Alastor wouldn’t need to suffer from the guard’s presence any longer he had to. Thank heavens those guards weren’t part of his old royal guard company, but some nobodies.

But whenever Lucifer wasn’t here, he was to suffer from those leering looks and dirty insults. How many times he had heard that he was a whore or a slut? That the King was only using him, and now he was pregnant because of it? That he must have been stupid little cockwarmer, who had swallowed more than he was ready to chew? And Lucifer must have still had his uses for him, or else he wouldn’t keep him here.

But he was used to all of that. It wasn’t the words, which cut deep. It was the way these guards bowed to Lucifer when he appeared, suddenly so formal. Telling him that everything went perfectly and his little consort (excuse me?) was waiting for him. Then he had to act happy, when Lucifer kissed him and rubbed his growing stomach tenderly, while watching the guards smirk at him, while mouthing disrespectful things.

If he told Lucifer what was going on, would he flog these guards? He should be crying, saying that the guards had done a terrible job, allowing him to get hurt. Lucifer would beat those guards and they wouldn’t be allowed to be near Alastor.

He didn’t want to do it, he wanted to solve the problem by himself. But he didn’t command the same authority which he had before the last exorcist attack - now he was nothing to these guards but a brood mare, something that Lucifer used when he wanted to get his cock wet.

“What are you thinking about, little doe?” Lucifer asked, while massaging his shoulders gently.

“Oh, just something that happened today. You shouldn’t worry yourself about it, it was just some silly disagreement with guards.” Alastor smiled, before making his eyes wet slightly. It was a showtime!

He felt Lucifer to stiffen up instantly, those hands stopping their movements.

“What do you mean with ‘silly disagreement’? Are you hurt?” Lucifer said, his voice was full of danger. Alastor turned, letting Lucifer see his tears.

Lucifer’s knuckles turned even whiter, when he saw Alastor’s tears. Good, he was mad. His plan was going to work.

“They pushed me aside, when I was walking towards the bathroom. I stumbled and hit my stomach to the dresser, but they just laughed and continued their way. I tried to demand that they would stop, but they said that they didn’t need to take orders from me. Oh Lucifer, I was so scared to lose our baby!”

Time to release more tears. Lucifer’s rage was so thick that it covered the whole room. You could taste it in the air. Without saying the word, he lifted Alastor’s shirt and there it was, a telling mark which was already switching its color towards the purple.

“How long has this been going on?” Lucifer’s voice was dangerously low. Alastor batted his eyes, making those tears glisten in the light.

“From the start. I didn’t want to say anything, because they are just doing their job, but I was so scared today and so happy when you finally returned!”

Lucifer nodded, his expression was dark and Alastor could have sworn that he saw a flame flicker in those eyes. 

“Darling. You should have told me sooner. You’re the mother of my child, no one is allowed to touch you without you allowing it. I’m going to deal with this tomorrow.”

Lucifer then took him under his arm for the rest of the evening, not allowing even his shadow to come close. Alastor had to admit that it was nice to have someone as powerful in his corner, especially when he learned how to get them to act on his will. Soon he will be free from those guards.

~~~~~~~~~~

Lucifer had soundproofed that room where he took the guards. What a shame. Alastor snacked the grapes in the kitchen while Niffty was making breakfast for them, waiting for Lucifer to come and tell him what had happened to the poor guards.

“Niffty, you know how I like my coffee, please don’t put any milk to it and definitely no sugar - oh, Lucifer! We were just about to start eating without you.”

Lucifer’s smile was dark under his hat. It almost unnerved Alastor, but he smiled at the King.

“Thank you. I’m appointing new guards for you Alastor, your last ones had an accident. You need to be without guards for this day. And don’t worry my love, I have told these new ones that they will need to obey your orders with the same amount of willingness as they do mine.”

Well that wasn’t foreboding at all. Lucifer kissed Alastor on the cheek, before he portaled away, leaving Alastor to stand dumbfounded in the kitchen.

“Hihihiii the ultimate bad boy made an example of the bad guards! Look Alastor!” Niffty screamed, her joy scaring him almost as much as Lucifer’s words had.

In the yard, leading towards the house, was 4 spikes. And on top of those spikes… If there has been any doubt about Alastor’s importance in Lucifer’s life, this should be a good proof about it. He wasn’t expecting Lucifer to execute those guards, only reprimand them or maybe flog or fire them.

“Holy hell.”

~~~~~~~~~~

Was that it what he thought it was? Yes! And there it was again! He dropped the book he was holding, catching Lucifer’s attention. He felt her kicks! He looked at Lucifer, who had closed his eyes.

“I can feel her!” They both said in unison, excitement in their voice.

Lucifer rushed where Alastor was standing, cradling his stomach. Alastor tried to smile, he still didn’t like it when Lucifer touched him, but the baby seemed to like it. Further proof that this baby was a monster.

Every kick was a reminder for him that she existed because of her father’s treachery. Alastor didn’t know when this baby was conceived, but it was born because Lucifer wanted him so badly he had lied to him and used him. It was so unforgivable.

But his own feelings were also corrupted. He wanted to protect this baby, to shield it against all bad. To try and raise it to be better than Lucifer. He didn’t know how he would do that, but he knew he must. If there was a chance for it, he would take it.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Alastor, you didn’t tell me that you have started lactating.” Lucifer said, when he was watching Alastor change into his pajamas.

“I didn’t know it was that important for you to know.” Alastor said matter-of-factly, before sitting on his side of the bed, securing all the pillows between them.

“I have noticed your chest growing.. It’s so distracting, all I’m thinking during the day is how my little doe is doing, growing the tiny miracle inside of him, while I’m forced to be in the other ring, taking care of Hell…”

Alastor huffed, turning his back on Lucifer.

“Nobody is forcing you to spend time here. If you didn't spend all of your time here, you wouldn't notice these things. What is Charlie saying, not being able to reach her dad whenever she wants to?”

“She can call me whenever she wants. But now, let me see you.”

Lucifer tossed all the pillows between them away, without caring about Alastor's objects. He fondled that chest, so full now. A tiny drop of milk dropped from Alastor’s nipple, which Lucifer catched with his tongue.

He didn’t want it to happen, but there was nothing he could do about it. Lucifer had proven that time and time again during his stay here. If he wanted him, he took him. How many times Alastor had laid on this bed, staring at the room while Lucifer kept pushing himself inside of him, while whispering empty words in his ears?

He was looking at the same ceiling again, when Lucifer sucked his tits. He didn’t feel any excitement in his mind about it, but his body was betraying him once again. He felt a slight tingling feeling, his nipples being extra sensitive for touch. Every time Lucifer sucked them, he felt a gush of wetness between his legs.

“Looks like someone is ready to have some fun..” Lucifer slid down, sucking and licking his clit. He didn’t want to enjoy it, but it felt so good. Why was he so skillful with that tongue? He came on Lucifer’s face, blushing to see how Lucifer licked him come off.

Then he was on top of him again, locking his hands next to his head.

“Time to return the favor, Bambi..”

Would it end, if he just bit this cock off? Probably not, he would suffer the same fate as those guards, after delivering this baby. Better to suck it and be done with it. It was just some cum, at least it went to his mouth and not to his vagina.

Finally it was done. Lucifer moaned loudly while shooting his seed on Alastor’s face, his new favorite thing. He apparently ‘wanted to see this pretty face full on his cum’, because it being ‘shot in that mouth wasn’t sexy enough’. Whatever that means. After all, it was done and Lucifer was finally sleeping.

Alastor was able to crept from the bed and to the bathroom to wash his face. Like hell he was going to sleep with all this sticky mess on his face.

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor’s water broke in one evening. But something didn’t feel right, he didn’t feel his baby move around anymore and her light was dimmed off.

“Lucifer, something is wrong.”

There was a true panic ringing in Alastor’s voice. That was enough for Lucifer to make the decision that he had been pondering for a while. He needs to save this baby. And if that means that he would need to reveal his secret to other Sin, he would do that.

“Let me call Bel.”

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor’s birthing for his first daughter was a long and strenuous affair. She took her sweet time, making Alastor’s life very difficult. The dilation phase felt like it was taking forever, at least according to Alastor and Lucifer, but in reality it only took 14 hours. Lucifer was about to make Alastor mad, he paced around the bedroom, until Alastor yelled at him to sit down and shut up.

But the birthing itself was very fast, only a couple of pushes and the baby was out. Instead of being an easy baby straight from birth, she had decided to show exactly what she was thinking about her parents, making them worry the second she was pulled from Alastor. She wasn’t breathing and was an unhealthy blue on her color.

Alastor wasn’t sure what happened, but Bel took his baby from him, looked at her a little bit, then blew lightly on her face. It made something happen, because his baby drew her first breath, wailing loudly in his bedroom. Bel gave her back to him and Alastor cradled his baby in his arms. She latched on his breast right away and started sucking.

Lucifer had watched this affair, unable to keep himself still. He was jumping around in the room and after Bel’s strict warning, had managed to take a seat. Bel usually didn’t raise her voice, so when she did that, he listened.

Now he stood up, standing next to her, looking at Alastor who was nursing their daughter.

“Thank you Bel. Truly.” He said silently, being awed by the view in front of him.

“Ozzie asked to speak with you.” Bel said, before creating a portal back to Sloth.

Oh great. This was going to be amazing. If Ozzie wanted to speak with him, after all this time, he must have caught what Lucifer has been doing. Father damn it all that consent-stuff. If two persons wanted to have sex, why would Ozzie feel it was his damn business to meddle with?

~~~~~~~~~~

He barely had time to close the door, when Ozzie yelled at him.

“LUCIFER! What is that I heard from Bel that you’re keeping your supposed to be dead demon as a captive and have gotten him pregnant?!” Pink-white flames erupted, surrounding the Sin’s head.

“What I do is my own business Asmodeus. You would do well to remember that.” Lucifer said unbothered, taking his seat behind the desk and summoning two cups of chamomile tea.

The Sin of Lust looked like he was having a massive headache.

“How long has this been going on?” He asked, sitting on the plush armchair in front of Lucifer, taking a cup of tea as well.

Lucifer had to take a moment to focus himself, before finally answering.

“11 months and 1 week.”

“You have kept a demon captive for almost a year? And got him pregnant? Please, tell me Lucifer, was it consensual at least? Tell me you didn’t rape him?”

Lucifer stopped in the middle of sipping, his horns growing.

“Who do you think I am? Of course I didn’t rape him! And he wasn’t captive, he was under my protection! I had to protect him from what happened to Lilith!” He said, his voice threateningly calm.

Ozzie looked at him, not caring about him acting tough. Then he drank the tea before standing up for leaving.

“You know you can’t keep him there for eternity? You need to bring him back to Pride, where he belongs. Satan is already growing suspicious of the certain part of Wrath, which has been closed from him. And you know what that would mean?”

After saying those words, Ozzie left the office, leaving Lucifer behind. Ozzie was right, he can’t keep Alastor as his own secret for centuries. Charlie was already suspicious about him leaving every day, spending nights elsewhere. And if Satan was ready to act soon… he would decimate that house and everyone in it.

Maybe it was time for Alastor and their baby to come home. Not now, but later, he needed to think about what he was telling Charlie and others. After all, it would be a shock, if his former captain of the guard suddenly lived again.

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor looked lovingly at his daughter, who was laying on her crib, blabbing and trying to reach her toes. How something so beautiful would come out from him? He gently touched the head, which had a tuft of red hair. Those beautiful yellow-red eyes opened up, looking at him full of wonder and amazement.

He had named his little baby Genevieve. It just felt fitting and he would call her Jenny or Gen. Lucifer had cooed to Gen when Bel had left but after that excused himself, saying that urgent matters waited for him in Pride. Whatever, it didn’t matter to him. He wanted to have all the time he could with his baby alone, before Lucifer started corrupting her.

His normally reserved shadow has taken a liking towards Gen as well. It wrapped itself around him, making her laugh by making silly faces and funny sounds. Alastor looked at them, a small smile on his lips. This is what he wanted. Maybe his child was conceived because of lies, but at least she would be raised by a loving parent.

Of course Alastor had doubts if he was fit to be a parent. His father wasn’t the greatest man, but his mother… he only hoped that he was able to convey the same teaching to his daughter as his mother had taught him. But one day at the time.

Alastor sighed, then stood up and took his daughter to his arms.

“Are you ready to say hi to your aunt Niffty, darling?”

Chapter Text

“Alastor, I’m pretty sure babies don’t eat raw meat.” Lucifer said as he looked at the scene in front of him. Alastor was trying to feed their baby with a string of meat, but Genevieve kept pushing it away, before starting to cry.

Alastor put the meat down, feeling frustrated. His little angel (demon?) was supposed to take more of his traits. If she didn’t want to eat meat, what else would she want? 

“And you think you have a better idea?” Alastor snarked, looking at Lucifer.

“Yes. Maybe if you actually breastfeed her, she might like that more. Anyways, I need to go now. I’m going to be away for this entire week, but if something happens, don’t hesitate to contact me.”

Alastor rolled his eyes.

“Yes, yes. Have a fun trip at Greed.”

Lucifer frowned, but kissed his little baby girl.

“Bye bye sweetie, be nice to your mom. I might bring some souvenirs for you!”

“Lucifer, she’s three weeks old! And of course you’re already gone.”

Gen looked at him with her big eyes innocently, before knocking down her glass of water. Alastor looked at her with narrowed eyes, before sighing and bending over to clean.

“You learned that from Lucifer.”

His shadow looked at him, before giggling and catching Gen’s attention. It distracted her well enough, so Alastor had time to clean up the mess and think how he would want to continue. Maybe Lucifer was right and he had to try breastfeeding, even though he wouldn’t enjoy it.

“Come here little monster. I’m going to try something else with you.” He took Gen in his arms, while opening up his shirt.

~~~~~~~~~~

Of course Lucifer had invented it, that he would need to go to Greed. Actually he was trying to plan how to tell Charlie that Alastor was alive.

“You called dad?” Charlie knocked the office door, Vaggie following close behind. Lucifer nodded, smiling at his oldest daughter brightly. He waited until they both had taken a seat.

“Charlie.. what would you say, if I told you that Alastor was alive?” He asked carefully.

“Dad, what are you saying? You told us that his wounds were so serious that he died? We buried him one year ago!” Charlie said, the memory of the funeral bringing tears to her eyes. Vaggie took her hand in her hands, stroking it soothingly. Charlie smiled at her and Lucifer was happy that his daughter had someone, who loved her unconditionally.

“I told you that his wounds were serious. I must be honest with you duckling now - the person we buried wasn't Alastor. It was an empty casket. He’s currently recovering in the Sloth-ring, but they are not allowing any visitors, no one except me. That’s where I have been these past months, looking after him. They told me almost 8 months ago that he woke up from his coma and was so disoriented that I needed to go and see him. They said that it was of utmost importance for him to have some familiar face around him.”

A lie of course. But Charlie or Vaggie must never learn the truth. He had practiced that lie in his head many times over and was finally convincing enough, so Charlie wouldn’t suspect a thing.

Charlie hopped out from her chair, ready to say something, but Lucifer was faster.

“I’m sorry sweetie, I should have told you. I knew how much you loved and still love him, but other visitors were denied. He needs his time to heal up properly, then he can join us again here in the palace.”

Vaggie had brought her hand in front of her mouth. News of Alastor’s wonderful ‘survival’ had amazed her and she had swallowed a bait. Now Lucifer only hoped that Charlie would believe him as well.

Speaking of his daughter, she had sat down again, speechless. Lucifer could see many emotions on her face, but when she smiled widely, he knew he had won.

“So Alastor is alive! And coming here! That’s wonderful news dad!”

Lucifer smiled at her, before letting his smile drop down a notch. Charlie immediately noticed a change and came to hug her dad.

“I must be honest about one other thing as well. Alastor is pregnant, he’s about to deliver a baby in a few weeks. I need to be there on his side, when that happens. I should have told you before, but I wasn't sure if the baby would survive. It still isn't a sure shot, but regarding Bel, things are looking brighter now.”

Charlie looked at him, her expression full of surprise.

“I’m going to get a baby sibling?”

“Sister, to be exact. I’m so sorry duckling, I don’t want you to believe that I’m replacing your mother! When Alastor woke up, he kissed me and well, things just went that way. But of course I will do my duty as a baby’s father.”

Charlie looked like she was still lost of words, before her face broke up with an even wider smile.

“That’s great dad! I have always wanted a baby sister! When can I meet them?”

“Babe, maybe let your dad speak…”

“Vaggie, I can’t I’m so excited, oh my god, I wonder who the baby looks like -”

Vaggie smiled fondly, before taking the overexcited Princess out of the office, bowing to Lucifer before closing the doors.

Lucifer smirked and relaxed. That went better than he expected.

~~~~~~~~~

Breastfeeding hurt more than he would have thought that it would. Genevieve had sharp teeth and she curiously bit Alastor’s nipples more than once, trying to figure out what they were. When the milk started flowing, Alastor had a chance to take a deep breath.

Taking care of the baby was a full time job, who would have known? But nothing beat the feeling, when he watched his daughter falling asleep on her crib or when he got to hold her and sing to her. She liked to watch Niffty’s cockroach plays and his shadow, when it doted on her. Even Lucifer seemed to love her.

Alastor had to think about Lucifer for a while. He had left Greed to handle some things with Mammon. But as far as Alastor remembered, he and Mammon loathed each other. Maybe it was just some official Sin-business, but wouldn’t they gather in Pride then?

Whatever, he was off from Alastor’s hair then. Whatever it took to have his little princess all for himself, to watch her fall asleep, her future bright in front of her. Maybe Lucifer now let him and her out of this house? It couldn’t be good for the baby to be inside all day.

His baby… she was going to be so beautiful when she grows up. Alastor could already see the long, red hair cascading down from her back while she smiles at all the boys. Alastor would need to keep them away from her. Switching from one full day job to another one.

He was daydreaming again. The baby was heavy on his arms, sucking the milk greedily.

“Look at you, still so young and innocent. You better stay that way, my little darling.” Alastor smiled, when Gen decided that she’s had enough. A tiny little yawn shook the small body and she fell asleep. 

~~~~~~~~~~

The week went over fast. Alastor’s days were filled with taking care of the baby, but luckily Niffty and his shadow were there to help him. He didn’t even know what day it was, when Lucifer portaled himself next to him while he was singing a lullaby to Gen. Alastor looked briefly, warning flashing in his eyes to Lucifer not to wake the baby, when Lucifer was about to, loudly no doubt, announce that he was back. Lucifer catched the drift and silently came to see their baby.

“How did the week go, my love?” He whispered, his voice so low that Alastor had difficulties to hear it.

“A couple of hissy fits, nothing bad. She still doesn’t want to eat the meat, but the milk seems to do well enough. What are you hiding behind your back?” 

Lucifer presented him with the handcrafted mobile. It had tiny little ducks and deers, along with stars and moons. It was pretty.

“I had to scour through the whole Greed, but I was able to find someone who was willing to craft this one for me. I had to pay a lot, but she is worth it.” Lucifer smiled, while hanging the mobile over the crib.

“And how are you, my dear? I hope watching the baby hasn’t completely exhausted you?” Lucifer took his hand, and Alastor had to fight the urge to rip his hand away.

Instead he smiled, while arranging Gen’s blanket. She was so cute, she was trying to fit her fist to her mouth while sleeping. Alastor gently took her fist away from her mouth.

“I’m well, my shadow and Niffty helped me a lot.” He answered shortly, but truthfully. He wouldn’t have made it through the week, unless his shadow was there to watch over Gen.

“Good, so you’re not entirely tired then.”

Alastor stiffened, when he felt Lucifer hugging him, Lucifer’s hand traveling towards his crotch while another was groping his chest. Of course that’s what he wanted. He hasn’t bothered Alastor with sex for some weeks now, allowing Alastor to rest after giving birth. It seems that he has waited long enough now.

“Lucifer, I can’t do it, not tonight. I’m sorry, but I’m still bleeding and I’m mentally exhausted.” He pleaded, hoping that Lucifer would change his mind.

That wasn’t the case. Lucifer nipped at his neck, while squeezing his sides.

“You can lay still, I can take care of you… and I don’t mind about things getting a little bit bloody!” He whispered in Alastor’s ear, causing shivers to run down on his back.

~~~~~~~~~~

His body ached. Lucifer had been more demanding than usual, probably taking back all those times during the past weeks, when he hadn’t sunk his cock inside Alastor. He had bit, scraped and licked Alastor, bringing him to the edge many times, before denying him the pleasure of coming.

Alastor blushed, when he thought about Lucifer going down and just burying his face between his legs. When he had lifted his head, the area around his mouth had been a mixture of blood and Alastor’s fluids. He seemed to like it for some odd reason, burying his face once more and making Alastor almost come a few times more.

His pussy ached, for being overstimulated so long, but also because Lucifer had taken him so roughly. When Alastor had tried to beg him to calm down and slow a bit, the gag had appeared in his mouth at the same time as bondages around his wrists and calves. Then Lucifer had continued, not caring about his wails and whimpers. Alastor was so overjoyed when it was over, Lucifer had allowed him to come as well after he came, his convulsions around Lucifer’s cock milking the last of the cum.

Even though he didn’t like being overstimulated, the orgasm was pretty good, after being so close, yet so far multiple times. His pussy ached, the pain was bitter-sweet but his groins were on fire.

He was startled when Lucifer wrapped an arm around him, pulling him closer, while playing with his ears and chest fluff. Alastor let him do that, it was always better to let Lucifer do whatever he wants to do after sex, it would mean that he would be happy.

“What would you say if I would take you to Pride again? With Genevieve?”

That question came out of nowhere. Was this again Lucifer’s cruel mindgames, trying to get Alastor’s hopes up before crushing them?

“There would be conditions, of course. You will live with me, and we will raise our daughter together but you will have the freedom to walk around in the city and palace. You will tell everyone what I tell you to say and you will still… share the bed with me.”

“When will I return?” Alastor asked, not wanting to hope too much.

“In a couple of weeks.”

Alastor thought quickly. Lucifer sounded sincere, and his conditions were acceptable. And he wouldn’t be a prisoner anymore. Nothing basically changed, but he had a longer leash. He could work with that.

“I accept.”

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor drew a deep breath when he was out of that house. Right now they were in the garden, where Lucifer had portaled them, surrounded by roses. Alastor filled his nostrils with their juicy and sweet scent and appreciated them in a whole new way. He would never pass flowers anymore without stopping to admire them.

He held Gen in his arms, the girl was wiggling and trying to take everything in at once. She has never been outside of the house either, this was a whole new experience for her. Alastor kissed her on the top of her head while rubbing circles on her back. 

“Charlieeeee!” Lucifer’s voice rang out, while he was walking towards Charlie, his arms wide for the hug. Alastor stayed awkwardly behind, it’s been over a year since he last saw Charlie. Vaggie was behind her as well, they both exchanged glances and brief smiles.

Charlie didn’t answer her dad, instead looking at who was in Alastor’s arms. Her eyes were wide, while she did the quick math in her head.

“Alastor! It’s so good to see you, I have missed you so much! But I must ask this, I thought that you were pregnant?” Charlie asked, her voice uncertain.

“Charlie dear, it’s good to see you too. I hope everything has been peaceful during my absence. And yes, I was pregnant, I gave birth to Gen two months -”

“Hahahaaa, two weeks ago! She was born before her time, but because she was already so big, Bel said that she is going to be fine!” Lucifer rushed in, effectively cutting Alastor off.

Charlie’s face was still sceptical, but she held out her hands, looking at Alastor.

“Can I please hold her? I will be careful?”

Alastor laughed, giving Gen to her. Gen looked at her halfsister, amazement glowing in those eyes. Charlie started laughing loudly, her smile reaching her ears while she cooed and took a few dance steps with Gen. The baby was babbling excitedly, reaching Charlie’s face and hair with her chubby hands. Charlie offered her a strand of her hair, to which Gen grabbed with surprisingly hard making Charlie wince (Alastor knew that feeling way too well). However the girl let her sister play with her hair.

“She’s absolutely adorable! I love her already!” Charlie laughed, while trying to balance the baby on her hips and gave Alastor a hug. Alastor quickly took the baby from her, he knew that Gen was wiggling a lot and it would be easier for him to hold her, while they hugged.

“Good, because you will see her a lot! Alastor will be staying with us in the palace, but not as a guard’s captain! We will raise our daughter together.” Lucifer said, happy about how the scene was unfolding in front of him.

His hand was around Alastor’s waist, giving it a warning squeeze. Alastor forced himself to smile and looked at Lucifer with something which he hoped was an admiring and loving look. Apparently it was, because Lucifer smiled at him and kissed him.

Vaggie looked uncomfortable behind Charlie. She clearly wanted to ask something, but wasn’t sure how to phrase her question. Alastor looked at her, smiling for encouragement. He had missed the girl and it hurt him that she wasn’t being herself around him anymore.

“I had so many things that I wanted to say to you, but now when I see you again, I don’t remember any of them. But… Can I hold the baby as well?” Vaggie asked, her voice quivering a little.

Alastor’s eyes widened and then he laughed. If there was someone else than him, his shadow or Charlie who he would trust Gen, it would be Vaggie! He gave the girl to Vaggie, whose eyes glistened with tears. She was probably too emotional to say anything. Alastor has never seen her like this, this girl was always ready to speak out of her mind, not caring about who she was talking to.

Coming here was a good decision. He hasn’t felt himself for a long time, but now he could say that he was almost feeling normal. Not being cooped up in that small house, smiling and laughing so freely. Oh how he had missed this! Yes, this would be a new start for him!

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor was laying in bed and feeding Gen, when Lucifer walked in, saying goodbyes to Charlie and Vaggie. It was early in the evening, but the day had been eventful for all of them, so they decided to go to bed early.

When he lifted his eyes from the baby, who was sucking his breast happily, he noticed that something had shifted in those eyes. Now they were looking at him hungrily, taking in the bare breast and a shirt which was open, revealing another breast slightly. Alastor suddenly felt very nervous and conscious about his body.

“You look insanely sexy when you’re feeding our baby, Alastor…” Lucifer growled, his pupils blown up. Alastor noted that he was starting to tent in his pants, indicating strong arousal. Oh fuck no.

“It’s not the first time, when you have seen me feed Gen, surely it’s nothing new for you?” He answered, trying to keep his head cool.

“But now I don’t need to worry about our little secrets. Now I can be myself with you and with Genevieve. She will be raised here, where she belongs, not in some shitty old cottage in the Wrath!”

“And whose idea was that in the first place?” Alastor snapped, pulling his shirt tighter around himself, trying to cover himself up as much as possible. Gen made some displeased sounds, but kept sucking.

He swallowed, when Lucifer’s hand snaked on his crotch, that hand massaging his pussy. He didn’t want this, not when he was breastfeeding, it was already so hard for him! 

But Lucifer didn’t listen to him, of course he didn’t, he only took whatever he wanted! Now that hand slided in his pants, touching his pussy without anything between. Alastor closed his eyes, trying to cover his baby, keeping her closer to his chest, when Lucifer laid himself on the bed as well, laying behind him. That hand kept massaging him, while the other hand was playing with his tail, damn Lucifer and his ways to get Alastor excited. Somehow Lucifer managed to take off both of their clothes and now they were laying naked on the bed. Gen was still suckling his tit, but she didn’t understand anything yet.

It felt weird, when Lucifer pushed inside of him from behind. Like he was being more careful, probably because there was a baby in the bed with them. Alastor didn’t find it comforting at all, he wished it wouldn’t happen. But he couldn’t keep inside all the silent sighs and moans, when his body started relaxing more, taking Lucifer all the way in.

Gen had fallen asleep so he carefully pushed him farther away on the bed, not too close to the edge though. After that he felt Lucifer grabbing his jaw, making him kiss him while his milk-filled breasts were jiggling slightly from the force of Lucifer’s pushes. Lucifer pulled his cock out and turned on his back, pulling Alastor on top of him. He started pushing his cock inside Alastor again, Alastor picking up the rhythm quickly.

He was unable to hold back his voice anymore, he threw his head back and howled, when Lucifer’s cock hit his g-spot. Lucifer was rubbing his clit, and with another hand he pulled Alastor closer, bringing his breasts closer to his mouth. Alastor soon realized what he was doing, pushing his chest closer to Lucifer’s mouth.

And now he knew, where Gen picked up that biting. He felt shrills going down his spine, when Lucifer bit his nipple and started sucking the milk which flowed from there, his other hand pulling Alastor’s tail while he was massaging the other breast. Alastor felt his orgasm closing in, holding his head up while moaning in the air, exposing his throat to Lucifer.

He grinded Lucifer, desperate to get over that edge, spilling his come all over that thick cock inside of him. His breath fastened, breasts jumping when he rode Lucifer, hitting on his g-spot every time while his own hand was rubbing his clit. He suddenly realized that he truly wanted to come, and wanted to feel good after such a long time being miserable.

His voice grew louder, he was yelling but he didn’t care, he just wanted to ride Lucifer until he shot his load inside him, making him come as well. Lucifer sat up, hugging him, he felt his breasts against Lucifer’s chest. Lucifer bit him on the throat, he didn’t care if he left a mark there or not, he wanted to come, now now NOW! Lucifer grabbed his hips and Alastor allowed him, he knew that Lucifer would make him feel good, he has been so good for Lucifer, doing everything he asked, he deserved to cum.

“Lucifer, please….” He panted, burying his face on Lucifer’s neck.

Lucifer knew exactly what he wanted, bringing his own hand on top of Alastor’s on his clit, helping him to massage his own clit. Heat coiled inside Alastor’s belly, ready to explode at any minute. He felt Lucifer’s balls hitting his lower ass cheeks, felt both of their sticky bodies, wrapped around each other..

He could feel that his body spasmed, when he came, scratching Lucifer’s back while screaming into his neck. Lucifer came as well, filling him with so much cum that Alastor felt it dripping down their thighs. He breathed heavily into Lucifer’s neck, inhaling his scent. It smelt smoke and apples. Comforting scent.

Lucifer laid them both on the bed, drawing pictures in Alastor’s back while kissing and nibbling his ears. Alastor felt his cum dripping from his pussy, but he couldn’t care less. Usually he hated laying on the cum, it felt so sticky on his fur. Now he felt so boneless and he didn’t have strength to move.

After he cleared his head from post-orgasmic haze, he was hit with the bang of regret and shame. He had once again let Lucifer have what he wanted. His chest hurt and he realized in horror that he was crying.

“What's the matter, Bambi?” Lucifer hugged him, brushing the tears away with his finger.

“I didn’t want this to happen..” Alastor sniffled, his heart was wrenching so hard he was afraid that he would die again.

“Of course you wanted, you didn’t say no or stop any of my advantages, my pretty doe..” Lucifer kissed his neck, licking away all the stray tears.

If Lucifer said it, it had to be true. Maybe he wanted it too.

~~~~~~~~~~

“That doesn’t look too hard.” Lucifer was leaning against the door frame, watching as Alastor was changing the diapers.

Alastor bit his lip, better not to say anything. Handling the wriggling baby who doesn’t want to put diapers on was anything but easy. He was the only one handling it, Lucifer hasn’t helped with anything which related to babies.

“If it’s that easy, why wouldn’t you do it?” He said instead in a sweet voice, turning to look at Lucifer while smiling annoyedly.

“Of course, I have changed many diapers, I will do this in seconds! Now… you see… uuuuhhhmmm…”

“Having a bit of trouble there, eh?”

“I can do this!”

Alastor raised his hands and stepped back to watch the show. He would only intervene, if Gen was about to fall off the table. Before that, Lucifer was ‘obviously’ able to handle this himself, so he wouldn’t give any advice.

It appeared that Lucifer’s seconds were 18 minutes. Gen was starting to get fussy on the table, and Alastor saw that she was about to get a full-blown meltdown. Lucifer was clearly struggling, so Alastor had to step in and Lucifer gladly gave him room.

A quick diaper change later Gen was in Alastor’s arms, babbling and raising her little fists, pummeling Alastor’s chest. She was starting to get heavier, so even Alastor had trouble holding her. Luckily his shadow and tentacles were there to help him.

“She’s 5 months old today.” Alastor whispered, looking at his precious daughter, who happily cooed at her mom.

“Want another?” Lucifer wrapped his arms around them both.

“No, I think one is enough for now.”

“Yeaaaaah… so. Can I have Genevieve for today? I want to take her to my office, let her be there while I’m working. You can go wherever you want in the city, you don’t need to worry about anything. Genevieve would surely appreciate the time with her dad, won’t you little sweetheart?”

Alastor wanted to refuse, but seeing how Gen’s face lit up, when her dad was giving her attention made him change his mind. He gave the girl to Lucifer hesitantly, but relaxed when he saw that Lucifer’s hold from her was tight and secure. Maybe he wasn't as helpless as he originally thought. Lucifer turned and took Gen away from him, letting him wonder what he would do with his sudden free time.

~~~~~~~~~~

“- and look at this Genevieve, this is a carving knife! You can look at it, but don’t touch it!” Lucifer spoke excitedly at his daughter, showing her around his workshop.

Yes, he was supposed to be working right now, but how could he when his daughter was only a couple of meters away from him, looking at him with those big eyes, which resembled so much of his own? Why couldn’t he just take a few hours off from his work, and show his daughter his own passion past time? It’s not like she would understand anything yet about what he was doing.

Now the duck which looked like Alastor had captivated his daughter’s attention. She reached out her hands towards it, but didn’t say a word yet. That concerned Lucifer, shouldn’t babies start speaking around this age? Charlie did it.

“Yes, that’s your mommy. You want it little sweetie? Can you say ‘mommy’ or ‘daddy’?” Lucifer reached out to pick up the toy from the upper shelf and crouched down to look at his daughter.

Genevieve blabbed, telling her own stories to the duck, which she was turning in her tiny hands. Lucifer looked at this and felt a joy about having such a beautiful daughter with his beloved deer, despite her not speaking yet. Maybe she had picked up after him after all, hah, if she would have more Alastor in her, she wouldn’t stop speaking!

There was also something else he had noticed today. Part of the reason why it took so long for him to change diapers, he was focused on Alastor during that time. There was a tiny flicker of something again, not as strong as it had been with Genevieve, but still something.

He wanted Alastor to be pregnant all the time. That deer looked so full when he was waiting Genevieve and Lucifer liked that, it was a constant reminder that it was Lucifer who put him into that condition. Yes, their children would always be beautiful but now Lucifer was a little bit afraid because Genevieve hadn't learned to speak yet - maybe she was a bit dumb? Would all their children be dumb?

Maybe he could hire a tutor? Charlie didn’t need one, but Charlie was a production of him and Lilith, not him and Alastor. Of course Charlie was smart, like her mother and father. Alastor was pretty to look at, but he had nothing in his head. He thought he was smart, but put a little pressure on him and he would show his true colors.

Maybe he needed to take their second child away from Alastor, raise it mostly by himself, so it wouldn’t pick up bad habits from Alastor. Genevieve had spent too much time with him, but he could still influence her later on.

~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor had decided to take a stroll in the Cannibal Town. It’s been a while, he had been avoiding it since Rosie’s death, but now for some reason, he was drawn there. Walking the streets which he knew so well, he started noticing how deserted the once so lively town has become. No more children playing on the streets or smiling people greeting him whenever he passed someone. Not even rotten corpses of sinners on the streets, flesh being ripped away by the hungry denizens.

No, it was eerily quiet here. He walked towards the Rosie’s Emporium and saw that its windows and doors were boarded up. He tried to peer inside, but it was so dark. He was able to make sense of the silhouettes though. The shop was empty, only filled with memories and spider webs. Rosie really brought life to this place. Everything went right to hell after she died.

While reminiscing, Alastor felt a strange feeling in his stomach. His breakfast was hurling there, trying to make its way up. Maybe he ate something which was spoiled at breakfast. He should tell Lucifer about it.

Turning back, he realized that there is no way he can keep his breakfast inside of him. He hurried away from Rosie’s place, trying to seek a restaurant or something, where to go to the toilet so he could empty his stomach. Oh dear, if he would do it in the main street, no one could respect him after that! He was pretty sure that his name still meant something to these always hungry, uncivilized corpse eaters.

The contents of his stomach tried to come up anyway even though he tried to fight them. He had no chance but to try and seek an alley. But alleyways after Rosie’s death had come.. volatile, there is no guarantee what kind of residents there would dwell. Alastor doubted that they would recognise and fear him. Surely, someone needs to put these unruly cannibals in their place.

No point. He had to empty his stomach now. He unceremoniously ran towards the nearest alley, having no time to check his surroundings when he was already doubling over to hurl everything out. Taking support from a wall, he wiped the corners of his mouth while checking his surroundings. At the back of the alley, he saw a group of cannibals, looking at him while they were devouring.. something which looked like Susan. Good.

“What are you looking at?” He barked at them, trying to compose himself quickly. One should not forget to take care how they look, even though they have just emptied their stomach in front of someone

Cannibals quickly resumed back to eat (supposedly) Susan’s corpse, and Alastor breathed in, which was a mistake. The stench of the corpse made him sick again, and so he rushed off from the alley back to the main street. Can demons get sick?

He hoped that he was coming sick, but also had a sneaking suspicion what it was. He refused to believe it, it can’t be, not so soon. But the symptoms were similar when he was waiting for Gen.

Deep in thought, he didn’t realize that he was walking in the Vox’s territory. Velvette and Valentino had left Vox many years ago, saying that he was growing too egomaniacal even for them to handle. This had made Vox to trust no one, and if he saw Alastor there, he would jump at him, trying to pick a fight.

Vox was one of those persons Alastor had tried to avoid for many years. After he had broken their agreement to make business together, Vox had haunted his every step. It was starting to border harassment really.

“Hah, I could have never believed that you would show your face here, radio freak!”

Alastor looked up in bewilderment, as the tv-faced demon snapped itself in front of him.

“Vox. Thank you for this displeasure of meeting you, but I don’t have a wish to continue talking to you right now. Goodbye.” He turned, trying to walk in a different direction, but Vox stopped him, pulling him back from his shoulder.

“Not so soon, grandpa. I have wanted to talk to you for a while, believe it or not. Is it true that you’re Lucifer’s bitch now? Playing a good little housewife and taking him up to your ass every night?” Vox laughed, making Alastor blush.

“I think that’s hardly your business, old pal. Now, release me or this will be the last moment you have hands.” Alastor snarled, trying to shake Vox’s hand off from his shoulder.

Vox tightened his grip, making Alastor wince as his claws pierced his skin.

“I think this is a fine moment to continue our last convo. Thanks to you, I lost my business partners, Velvette is now owning a big clothing store and Val is off doing who knows what.”

“Good for Velvette and I think we both know what Valentino is doing, probably sucking off some unlucky demon who will get an STD from him.” Alastor quipped, before revealing his teeth to Vox, ready to bite his hand off from him.

“What did you say?”

“You heard me. Now, what do you want to do?”

Alastor felt his demon form emerge, his antlers growing, while there were tendrils spawning from his back. He blinked, his normally crimson eyes now switching to radio dials. He also grew taller, he was now towering over Vox. There were multiple snaps from his neck when it gained new vertebrae, allowing him to snap it to unnatural angles.

“What's the matter, did the deer scare off the little demon?” He flexed his claws, ready to slash Vox.

Vox merely laughed at him.

“As I guessed. You wouldn’t be so agitated, if there was no truth in the gossip. See you later, talk show wannabe!”

As Vox walked away, Alastor returned into his normal form and cursed. He had let that pompous piece of shit to get under his skin. What the fuck is wrong with him? It wasn’t as fun and relaxing to walk around in the Pentagram City as he had hoped. With a snap, he dissolved into the shadows, traveling back to the palace.

~~~~~~~~~~

“- that annoying monkey, full of himself asshole, no brain, flat screened excuse of air waster who thinks -” Alastor muttered, not caring about who is hearing his tirade as he walked towards his and Lucifer’s rooms. Servants were clearing out of his way, knowing full well that if he was in this mood, he was ready to tear off some limbs.

Lucifer raised his head to welcome him as he opened up the door, playing on the floor with Gen.

“Ah, Alastor! Genevieve and I were already expecting you, did you have fun in the - what’s happened my love?”

He stood up, quickly approaching Alastor, who was still seething. Alastor felt his hands on him, not sexually, but they were looking for any wounds.

“I’m not hurt, I just want -”

“Whatever you want, it’s yours!”

Alastor took a deep breath. Would he do it? Lucifer would do it for him if he asked, but he preferred handling the things himself.

“Just ran into some old enemy, nothing serious. He was being annoying, but I will deal with him later.” Alastor shrugged off Lucifer’s hand.

“You don’t want me to do anything about it?”

“No, I can handle him myself. Just not now, it seems that I have fallen ill. I had to throw up while I was out.”

The hands were on him again, making him snarl. Lucifer didn’t care about it though, but kept searching for any signs from anything that isn’t right. His hands stopped on his shoulder, revealing the puncture wounds from Vox’s claws. His expression darkened, while he inspected the wound before healing it.

“Did they do that to you?” Lucifer asked, his voice low and seeping the poison.

“Yes, he did. That obnoxious little tv-demon.” Alastor snapped, he wanted to take Gen into his arms.

Lucifer didn’t say much, he only disappeared. Alastor looked at the spot where he had vanished, before shrugging and going to hug Gen.

~~~~~~~~~~

The bag was tossed in front of him, making him lift his eyebrow towards Lucifer.

“What’s this?”

“A gift for you, my dearest!”

Excited shudder ran through Alastor, as he picked up the bag, weighing it before opening it. Inside he found a pair of hands, which looked awfully familiar.

“Don’t worry, he is still very much alive. I wouldn’t want to rob you of your revenge. But I wanted to make sure that he will never touch you again.” Lucifer’s lips formed a cruel smile.

Alastor was stunned. No one has ever done something this nice to him. And letting that bastard live, only for Alastor to be able to exact his revenge…?

“How can I thank you?”

“Just agree to marry me. We have one child and another one is coming! I have felt her energy in your womb for quite some time now, but I have been unsure. It’s not as strong as in your previous pregnancy but it is there.”

So he was pregnant again. Hurrah. And now Lucifer was asking him to marry him? That was quite a step in their not-so-healthy relationship.

“I appreciate the offer, but I must refuse. Thank you anyway Lucifer.”

“I believe that I didn’t make myself clear enough. Marry me, or you will never see Genevieve or our other child ever again. You would be lucky if I’m going to throw you in jail, but if you refuse me in this rude manner, there is no telling what I would do to you. As good a hole for me to use as you are, you’re still nothing compared to me, Alastor.”

What in the..? How dared he? Hot rage filled Alastor and he raised his hand to slap or slash Lucifer, he hasn’t decided yet. Lucifer stopped that anyway, twisting his wrist and making him kneel in front of him.

“After all I have done for you, you still dare to raise your hand against me? I should decapitate you now, but since you’re carrying my child, I will let this slide. Once.”

Alastor nodded, baring his teeth as Lucifer twisted more. He didn’t want to say yes, but it was clear that Lucifer didn’t allow him to leave before he got what he wanted.

“Fine, yes! Now let me go before you break my wrist!”

Lucifer let him go in the second those words fell from his lips. The smile replaced his scowl and he helped Alastor up.

“That’s good to hear! You know, you need to be careful while you’re carrying my child, as I said, this pregnancy isn’t like before.”

Alastor massaged his wrist, trying to make himself smile again. Lucifer liked when he smiled.

~~~~~~~~~~

The pregnancy was indeed a hard one. When he was waiting for Gen, he didn’t wake up in the middle of the night. Now he was up almost the whole night, dry heaving on top of the toilet. During his first pregnancy he was at least eating, now nothing stayed inside of him.

Lucifer had only once listened to his worries, faking sympathy. But of course it was a lie, like everything else was, he stopped listening and shushed at Alastor when he saw Charlie walking towards them, beckoning her to join.

Charlie knew that he was pregnant again, but every time she tried to ask how it was for Alastor, Lucifer rushed in to answer on his behalf, usually lying through his teeth. He didn’t know the extent of what Alastor is going through, and neither does Charlie. Vaggie is the only one who offers him some comfort.

The pains were also amongst the new things during this pregnancy. Sometimes there was a sharp twist of pain in his abdomen, causing him to double over. But usually it was gone as fast as it has come, and Alastor was able to continue his day.

Now it wasn’t going away. Lucifer was lying next to him, completely asleep and unaware what was going on next to him. The excruciating pain was twisting his belly and he was unable to breathe. Something bad was happening and he was rendered to lay still, unable to do anything about it.

When the pain subsided for a second, he was able to get up from the bed, trying to make his way to ensuite which was only a few meters away. He was so close but then the pain returned, even worse than before and it made him scream while he dropped to his knees.

The sound woke up Lucifer, who was by his side in seconds. Alastor panted heavily while trying to get back on his feet, now supported by Lucifer who was asking and yelling what was going on. He felt something warm trickle down on his legs.

He didn’t know what he was saying but it made Lucifer snap the lights on. They both watched in horror when they saw the blood running down his thighs. When he realized what it meant, Lucifer let out a bloodcurdling roar while Alastor sank back down on his knees sobbing.

Gen cried somewhere in the room, laying in her crib but clearly distressed by her parents' pain. Alastor fleetingly thought that she shouldn’t know about the pain yet, she was too young to fully understand what was going on. She should be sleeping happily, not being pulled awake by her parents’ voices.

Lucifer shaked Alastor, saying something, he didn’t know what. He was too shocked to completely grasp what was going on, he didn’t want to. If he understood what had just happened, then it would be true.

~~~~~~~~~~

The casket that they were lowering down in the grave in front of him was so terribly small. It shouldn’t be that small, it wasn’t fair. Lucifer whispered something in his ear, saying that they needed to go soon. But he wanted to be there for her, not leave his precious little Angelique behind.

But of course she would always be here. Alastor can come here whenever he likes, to see her. He laid a bouquet of roses and dahlias on her grave and after that allowed Lucifer to escort him away, towards Charlie and Vaggie who were holding Gen.

His living baby was surprisingly somber, probably because of the situation. She picked up other people’s emotions so fast. She wasn’t her normal self, now she was in Charlie’s arms, looking at him with her big eyes as unsure what was going on.

Together they left the cemetery, all silent due their loss.

~~~~~~~~~~

“I want you to be pregnant again as soon as possible. Bel said that it’s ok, and you are good to carry another baby.”

Alastor almost dropped the cup he was holding. He put it back down, while clenching his fist. What the fuck was that buffoon thinking?

“I don’t want another child.” He said, his voice low and empty.

Lucifer’s eyes flashed. Alastor lifted his head, looking at Lucifer defiantly.

“What did you say?”

“I don’t want another baby.”

“It wasn’t a request. You’re going to marry me. We need to have another baby.” Lucifer said, his voice veiled with threat.

“Isn’t one alive enough?” Alastor’s voice was trembling with rage.

Alastor realized that he fucked up, when Lucifer swiped their breakfast table clean with one swipe and grabbed him by his throat.

“You won’t refuse me.”

He threw Alastor on the table, ripping away both of their pants. Then he unceremoniously pushed his cock inside Alastor, grunting at the effort. Alastor felt like he should do something, but he decided not to - it was for the best to lay still and let Lucifer use him like he always does.

It was over soon, a few pushes and Lucifer shot his load inside Alastor before and finally collapsed down on him. They both laid on the table, Lucifer panting from his activities while Alastor laid still, looking at the ceiling. It had cracks, which was weird, were those cracks always there?

Lucifer said something, getting up with a grunt and pulled up his pants. He kissed Alastor quickly and said something before leaving. Alastor hoped that he was able to muster a smile to Lucifer.

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Alastor looked at himself from the mirror. The wedding dress hugged his figure, it showed a gracious amount of his chest fluff. Of course Lucifer would pick it up, he loved his chest. He sighed, then lifted one of his legs onto the chair. He needed to put garter on, because Lucifer wanted to ‘dive under his dress and take it off with his teeth’. He had warned Alastor that the garter should be found on the inside of the thigh, or Alastor would regret it.

Suddenly the door opened, and Alastor immediately raised his gaze towards the door. Lucifer was there, holding a bouquet made of roses, dahlias and.. lilies. But it looked very magnificent, so Alastor swallowed his objections and gracefully took the bouquet, smelling it.

Lucifer lifted his hand to caress him, then smiled gently.

“You look amazing, my beloved. Are you ready?”

Alastor couldn’t do anything else but to nod. He had to be ready. His hand reached for his belly instinctively.

Together, they walked the palace's long hallways, towards the ballroom. Lucifer’s hold from his was tight and Alastor felt his courage to leave from him bit by bit. But now wasn’t the time to hesitate, he needed to do this, for the sake of his child.

They stopped way too soon before the grand doors leading to the ballroom. Before the doors opened, Lucifer twisted his arm. Alastor winced, but quickly shut his mouth when the door opened and revealed a crowd of smiling and cheering people. Lucifer smiled brightly at the crowd, before whispering so only Alastor could hear the words:

“Smile my love, things could be a lot worse.”

Alastor smiled tightly, his smile not quite reaching into his eyes, but it would have to be enough for now. He couldn’t disappoint Lucifer again. He kept the hand on his belly, caressing it a bit.

“Yes, dear.”