Angel watched the magic dance across the tray he held, his eyes narrowing a bit. Fucking show off. It was rather unfair how the powers were passed out to the sinners down here. Not everyone was lucky to receive god-like powers. If you wanted to call it luck.
"When you put it that way Al, I wouldn't want to see my Nonna take a wooden spoon to your ass. That's my job." Angel smirked as he pivoted to put the tray back on the nightstand, letting the magic do its thing. Once safely stowed away, the spider took a few steps towards Alastor. Reaching out to tug the drawstring of his night coat, Angel pulled their hips snuggly together giving him a flirty gaze. "While we wait, how about you let me take a peek at that bandage~?"
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"When you put it that way Al, I wouldn't want to see my Nonna take a wooden spoon to your ass. That's my job." Angel smirked as he pivoted to put the tray back on the nightstand, letting the magic do its thing. Once safely stowed away, the spider took a few steps towards Alastor. Reaching out to tug the drawstring of his night coat, Angel pulled their hips snuggly together giving him a flirty gaze. "While we wait, how about you let me take a peek at that bandage~?"