Ah there was the Alastor he knew and liked? Maybe? Ugh, fuck that. Yet he felt he could push things a little further. Just to really make sure their status quo was firmly in place.

Shifting on his bed to his knees, he rose with a sultry chuckle. Angel reached out to place both his hands squarely over top of Alastor's which held out the small container while maintaining prolong eye contact through half lidded eyes. And as if that wasn't enough if ruffle his fur, the spider hovered in real close to peck the tip of the deer's nose.

"Thanks, babe~" Angel teased. "I'll think about you when I touch myself."

Then he quickly retreated back to his bed, tupperware in hand.