Twitchy little bastards! Hold the fuck still! Angel was trying his best to be mindful of getting too touchy feely with Alastor but when his ear twitched the one time, flicking back the water back at his face... That was it. No more playing around. It was evident that this was going to be a two hand job. Narrowing his eyes he rewetted the towel and reached up with both hands to keep the floof in place while he stroked Alastor's ear with a vengeance. Take that you twitchy little shit!
"Yeah well.. You didn't think about me at all?" Angel probed. Not even a little? Was the kiss that bad that he refused to think about it.
Angel's question was utterly lost as Alastor melted against him, unable to swallow the moan of utter bliss as Angel stroked it. Instantly, he was putty in Angel's hands, leaning into the stroking and closing his eyes as another soft moan passed his lips.
Oh holy fucking Jesus, what the fuck was that?! Instantly a sudden problem arose at the mere sound as the spider's other self stood at full attention. Praise Lucifer that there was a bowl sitting in his lap to conceal the throbbing issue Angel was experiencing. Sure as hell wouldn't be able to stand for awhile until it sorted itself out. Husker was right, Alastor was his fucking punishment. He needed to get laid, bad.
Well, since Alastor couldn't see anyways, Angel doubled down. Oh he was going to milk every sweet sound out of him while he could. The porn star's hands worked slow and deliberate as if preforming the act on some John. With every soft moan, the fluff of his chest ruffled in excitement, biting down on his lip to choke down one of his own. This was so wrong, but damn it all if it didn't feel so good. He made sure to do a thorough job of cleaning the blood and muck out of Alastor's fur before moving on to the next one.
"Feels real good, sha," Alastor said lazily, his natural accent slipping free.
Oh, he could just stay here for hours having his ears rubbed down like this. Later on he'd be embarrassed at the display and the noises he was making. Right now? Right now his sense of dignity went flying out the window.
He leaned forward, almost falling off the bed in his eagerness to make sure Angel didn't miss a single spot. Oh, that felt so very good...
Now Alastor was not playing fair. Was he intentionally trying to tease him? Every time the radio host slipped up into this natural accent it did things to Angel. It made him want to shred every stitch of clothing he had and stick that ass out to beg his little bayou beignet to give it to him dirty. Fuck, fuck, fuck... This was getting dangerous. Okay, think about something else to kill his boner.
But then the deer wobbled and Angel reflexively moved to catch him but instead Alastor got a face full of warm fluff. Well, that least that was better than having him fall flat on his nose potentially fucking up all his hard work. Oh, if Al reopened those wounds so help him.... Well, the deer's ears were all cleaned up by now. Angel was just moving into overtime..
Releasing his ears, Angel placed his hands on Alastor's shoulder. "Whoa there, you okay? Don't be fucking up my bandage. Thankfully I broke your fall."
Angel didn't make any attempt to remove Alastor from his chest. The deer could feel the spider's chest vibrate as he chuckled, gently stroking the back of his head with a hand. He still couldn't stand up at the moment so Angel took this time to have the other demon rest peacefully against him.
"No apologies needed, Al." Angel shifted Alastor in his arms so that he was siting more comfortably. "You've been through a lot the past week. You get some rest... There was something I wanted to talk to about but now doesn't seem like a good time. You know... about Christmas."
Alastor relaxed in Angel's grip as the spider stroked his head. He wasn't melting like a good ear scratch but it certainly relaxed him enough that being basically held in Angel's arms wasn't too much of an issue...even with him being basically half-naked.
"You mean the kiss," Alastor murmured.
He supposed that he should've expected that. Still, part of him had wondered if Angel had been sober enough to remember it at all. Given the spider's higher tolerance, he shouldn't have been surprised that he did.
"If you're thinking about apologizing, don't. You were drunk."
So he did know what he was talking about. Well, that was good. But apologize? No, that's not what he wanted to do. Angel lets out a soft sigh, shaking his head.
"I am sorry if I made ya feel uncomfortable, but I don't regret it. Not exactly how I imagined our first kiss to be but it is what it is." Angel paused but his hand kept stroking the deer's head. "You never answered me before. When you were away, did you think of me? Or trying to forget? I got your other gift you left... The note you left sounded like you made up your mind to have one foot already out the door."
It was tempting to deny that he'd left that second gift, but...well, it was obvious it had been from him. Who else would go through literal millennia of contract case records to find a way to break a contract?
He sat quietly for a moment, considering his answer as Angel continued to pet him.
"I didn't intend for it to sound that way. It could take months, years, maybe even decades before your case was heard. The judicial system down here makes the one on Earth look lightning-fast. Given my punishments and the annual Cleanse, I couldn't guarantee I'd be here when your day in court arrived. I wanted you to be fully armed in case you had to represent yourself. That meant making sure you had a counter for every potential argument either Valentino or the court itself threw at you."
Because Lucifer was perfectly willing to let things slide. Look at the state of Hell, after all. But by confronting him with his own past judgments, it would sting his pride to be called out. That meant he'd more carefully consider the arguments and whether or not the contract should be annulled.
"I suppose I didn't think about how it might sound."
"No you didn't." Angel snapped back. The fricking jerk didn't know how fucking worried he had been that he wasn't going to see him again. Husker did little to ease his concerns either. Though looking back... it might have been to spite Alastor a little.
The hand that was petting Alastor's head suddenly stopped. Gingerly Angel reached down to lift the radio demon to sit up right so he was look into his eyes proper. "But Al, I don't want to do this without you. I remember you saying that I was your toy, right? What if I brake again? Or someone else steals me away? You're not going to take responsibly for that?"
"I will do everything in my power to be there," Alastor said. "However, I don't make promises or Deals I'm not sure if I can keep: I can't promise I will be there but I can promise that if I have any say in it, I will."
He held out his hand to Angel.
"And I'd make a Deal to that effect if it'd reassure you."
Green magic swirled about his hand. A contract with the Radio Demon was binding. If Angel had any doubts he would keep his word, the magic would ensure that Alastor would. However, he had every intention of keeping his promise.
Angel stared down at the swirl of green magic. That sight of it gave him slight trepidation being burned in the past but deals and contracts. Not that he thought Alastor was trying to screw him over. It would be Alastor that would be getting the short end of this deal if what he said was true, no other fine print. If Alastor decided not to hold up his end of the bargain, the magic would force him. That thought sort of felt like surrendering his free will which didn't sit well with the starlet. Forcing people just wasn't his style. He wanted Alastor to be free to make his own choice. Something he wished he was given.
Angel shook his head gently batting away the glowing hand. "I don't need no stinkin' Deal. I don't want you to be bound to me by voodoo. I want you to choose to be with me. I trust you'll keep your promise. Although..." Angel's hands lowered to rest on Alastor's thighs as he leans in with a small smirk and a glitter in his eyes. "... if ya want to do something to make it official... How about a kiss to seal the deal?"
The magic dissipated as his hand was moved away. He blinked at Angel's counteroffer.
"...I warn you, I don't have much experience in this field. You should know that from our previous one. But if that will ease your mind..."
Before Angel could say anything, Alastor reached up, pulled Angel's face down, and pressed his lips against Angel's. It was clumsy and he probably applied a bit too much force for this purpose but he wanted Angel to know he was serious.
...And on some level he did wish for a "do over" for that drunken kiss Angel had given him last week. Something in his head to help pretend that perhaps at this hotel was something he'd always wanted but never gotten, not even in life.
Fully expecting the see the deer flush and sputter at his offer, Angel sat there feeling a bit cocky. And even if Alastor did agree, he was just going to plant a kiss on the cheek and tease the ever loving shit out of him for thinking anything else. But little did the spider know that the joke was on mother fucking him. Imagine to his complete and utter surprise when the radio host without hesitation reached up to pull him down to kiss him square on the lips. Needless to say Angel was beside himself with shock, his eyes springing open as his brain disjointed from his body. Holy fucking shit, was this really happening right now?! Alastor was kissing him! BY HIMSELF?!
It took a moment for the porn star's brain to reboot from suffering a massive blue screen of death. But damn, Al was right. This kiss would probably rank in his top 5 worse kisses. He got A for effort but an F for execution. But hey! It was adorable that he tried. Now let a seasoned professional show you how it was done.
Angel chuckled against his lips, reaching up to cup Alastor's face pulling them apart ever so slightly. "Don't be so stiff babe. Let me show ya~"
Going in for round two, Angel gingerly coaxed the deer's head into a better angle as he brought their lips back together. Not wanting to instantly frighten him, the porn star took it slow. He gave Alastor a series of delicate pecks, filling the air with soft smacks each time their lips parted. This was definitely the most vanilla makeout session Angel has had in ages.
Alastor's ears had lowered when Angel pulled them apart, expecting that sober Angel wasn't really interested in kissing Alastor. Particularly since he knew he hadn't been that good of a kisser.
But then Angel was kissing him back. Alastor attempted to respond, swinging wildly between too light and too rough as he tried to figure out where the middle ground was. Again, A for effort but F for execution. It was a bit embarrassing.
As pleasant as this was, his skin was starting to crawl not just from the kisses but from being so exposed for so long. He reluctantly pulled away, face as red as his hair.
"I'm sorry. I'm not...I can't for much longer. But...it was nice."
Angel was content letting Alastor use his lips as practice, letting him find out the right winning combination. When he found that sweet spot through his misfires, Angel rewarded the deer with a soft moan to let him know he was on the right track. No body was perfect their first go around. Angel cringed thinking about his actual first kiss. Yikes, a complete disaster. At least he could do was help Al out so his was somewhat pleasant. Sure, it wasn't the hot steamy tongue Fiesta he always played in his mind like a movie reel but... goals? Angel was 100% sure if he tried doing any sort of frenching, it would send Alastor through the roof.
However it seemed the radio demon has reached his limit, pulling back leaving the porn star's lips feeling lonely. They still tingled aching for more. Honestly Angel was shocked that he lasted as long as he did. With a gentle touch, the spider's fingers brushed Alastor hair back so he could get a better look at that flushed face.
"You're good babe... We can put a pin this this." Angel licked his slightly, his eyes darting to stare at those lips. "Glad you liked it and not running for the hills. Not bad for your first time, Al."
"Actually this is the second time I've ever kissed someone who wasn't my mother," Alastor admitted as he folded his hands in his lap. "When you kissed me, that was my first. Ever."
It was a bit embarrassing to admit, but it was the truth. And considering he'd never done kissing before, he'd certainly never done the horizontal tango.
When Alastor said it was his second kiss, Angel was about to throw down. Who the fuck beat him to the punch? Oh their ass wa- Oh.... it was him. Well, that was acceptable then. Though he wanted to kick his own drunk ass for their shitty first ever kiss. Hopefully he had made up for it now. Angel leans back onto his hands giving Alastor back his space he knew the deer was probably wanting right now.
"Hopefully I kiss better than your mother. You can practice on my anytime~" He gave him a wink. "You know woth this, you made a deal with me. Better keep that promise or I'm coming to find you."
The bowl was getting cold in his lap and Angel's little problem had enough time to sort itself out. Even with all that kissing moments before. But he was hearing the siren call of his little mechanical friend to set him free once he got back to his room.
"I think its about time I leave you to rest. We... can tall more later." There was more things he wanted to hash out but this was a good start.
"Honestly, Angel, the idea of my mother kissing me in any way similar to that is nauseating."
Seriously, gross.
Still, he nodded his head in response to Angel's last statement. "Yes, I think I could use that as well. I'll probably be rather quiet for the next few days, but at least I'll be here, right? Somewhat of an improvement?"
Yeah sure... quiet. Alastor might be taking it easy but Angel was sure as hell going to be checking up on him so.... enjoy that future. Getting to his feet, the spider just laughed.
"Yes, you being here is definitely an upgrade. I can keep an eye on you." His eyes narrowed at the deer before returning the bowl back into the bathroom and came straight back to the bed one last time to stand in front of Al. "You better not move from this bed and get some sleep. I'll come check on you tomorrow to change your bandage." Bending over Angel took this moment to steal one last sweet and tender kiss, lingering a bit longer than all the ones that came before. "Sweet dreams, babe."
Angel winked for the final time before he made his way for the door. Holy fucking Jesus, so that just happened. Angel was riding a high that he didn't want to come down from. No one would fucking believe him if he told anyone that Alastor kissed him. And he got to see the deer without his shirt~ Welp, excuse him as he disappears for the rest of the day to retreat back to his room. He had urgent business to attend to.
Alastor was cut off by Angel's kiss, his ears pricking up in surprise. Oh. Oh my.
He could only watch as Angel walked away and left the room. His whole body was flushing with embarrassment and...excitement? Not the sort that Angel would've preferred but excitement all the same. Oh dear, it was a good thing he'd been left alone to get this under control. He would've been teased mercilessly for the blush.
He looked up at his shadow who gave him a double thumbs-up, making him snort.
"Don't you start. Or any of you either!"
The little shadow creatures blinked as innocently as they could from their hiding places. Honestly...
He settled down on the bed. Yes, it was high time he got some rest. He casually flicked his wrist to re-lock the door out of habit as he got comfortable, grunting a bit from the discomfort of his wounds.
Though when he fell asleep, for the first time in decades, pleasant dreams waited him.
Angel too had a night of well deserved sleep. After the many restless anxiety filled days, he was finally able to get some god damn shut eye with Alastor's return. Not before of course the porn star had a little TLC session to help... ease some of his pent up desires. After his long dry spell, he only stopped cause he wore out the damn batteries. You fought like a trooper Little Al. Sleep well fair angel.
The next morning came and true to his word, Angel had returned to the radio demon's door. Not without a little surprise of his own. Giving the whole hotel a little fashion show, the spider had marched up to the third floor after stopping by the kitchen first dressed in one of his 'work uniforms'. Which today's special took the shape of a sexy nurse. It was baby pink and tight, squeezing all his good bits together. If the sexy Santa dress was short, in comparison to the one he had on now, it made it look like a fucking floor length dress. But don't worry, the porn star made sure to wear his best lacy black thong in case of the inevitable flashing. Most of his legs were covered anyways with matching pink thigh-highs that almost reached to the skirt's hem. So... kinda like assless pants? The outfit even had a cute little nurse's cap! Angel was feeling hella fine if he didn't say so himself.
Pausing at the door to arrange the tray of food in his lower hands, he reached up to knock softly. "Room service~"
Honestly, Angel needed to register all of his "special outfits" as weapons of mass destruction. Husk nearly choked via inhaling some of his favorite bottom shelf booze.
Alastor was deep asleep, the only movement the rise and fall of his chest as he slept curled up beneath the blankets. It felt good to get some real rest, not just sleep but pleasant dreams as well. Secure in the knowledge that nobody could attack him in his sleep between the magic cast on the door and room but also his silent guardians.
Alastor's shadow looked towards the door, perking up at the sound of Angel's voice. It looked down at its master, still dreaming away. Oh dear. This wasn't good.
Several of the little shadow creatures wormed their way past the spells and locks, gazing with curiosity from the shadows at Angel.
There was no response to his knock. The deer was still probably passed the fuck out from the other day. To which Angel didn't fault him on. That was the worse he had ever seen Alastor. He was someone he had always seen as invincible, even more so than Val. And we all saw how that turned out. But what to do... the damn door was sealed with magic. The little shadow creatures creeped their tiny heads to peer up at Angel, getting a good view of his cave of wonders from that angle. Oh right!
He bent at the knees to get lower to be more on their level as he asked sickngly sweet. "Morning~ Can you help me open the door?"
Nothing. All he got in response was their blank eyes blinking back at him. Well shit. The food was going to get cold if he couldn't get in. Standing back up, he racked his brain on how he was going to open this damn door. He was about the head back down to ask for help from Charlie when he saw everyone's favorite little cyclops.
Angel beamed, flagging her down. "Mornin' Nif~ Would you be a dear and help me out? Tryin' to pay Alastor a wellness visit."
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"Yeah well.. You didn't think about me at all?" Angel probed. Not even a little? Was the kiss that bad that he refused to think about it.
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Oh that felt so good...
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Well, since Alastor couldn't see anyways, Angel doubled down. Oh he was going to milk every sweet sound out of him while he could. The porn star's hands worked slow and deliberate as if preforming the act on some John. With every soft moan, the fluff of his chest ruffled in excitement, biting down on his lip to choke down one of his own. This was so wrong, but damn it all if it didn't feel so good. He made sure to do a thorough job of cleaning the blood and muck out of Alastor's fur before moving on to the next one.
"That feel good, babe?" Angel cooed slowly.
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Oh, he could just stay here for hours having his ears rubbed down like this. Later on he'd be embarrassed at the display and the noises he was making. Right now? Right now his sense of dignity went flying out the window.
He leaned forward, almost falling off the bed in his eagerness to make sure Angel didn't miss a single spot. Oh, that felt so very good...
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But then the deer wobbled and Angel reflexively moved to catch him but instead Alastor got a face full of warm fluff. Well, that least that was better than having him fall flat on his nose potentially fucking up all his hard work. Oh, if Al reopened those wounds so help him.... Well, the deer's ears were all cleaned up by now. Angel was just moving into overtime..
Releasing his ears, Angel placed his hands on Alastor's shoulder. "Whoa there, you okay? Don't be fucking up my bandage. Thankfully I broke your fall."
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"I suppose I'm just tired," Alastor said awkwardly, blush darkening at how he'd acted. How humiliating! "My apologies."
He felt a bit warm. He probably had a small fever due to that larger, partially-infected cut. It'd be gone within a few days. Nothing too severe.
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"No apologies needed, Al." Angel shifted Alastor in his arms so that he was siting more comfortably. "You've been through a lot the past week. You get some rest... There was something I wanted to talk to about but now doesn't seem like a good time. You know... about Christmas."
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"You mean the kiss," Alastor murmured.
He supposed that he should've expected that. Still, part of him had wondered if Angel had been sober enough to remember it at all. Given the spider's higher tolerance, he shouldn't have been surprised that he did.
"If you're thinking about apologizing, don't. You were drunk."
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"I am sorry if I made ya feel uncomfortable, but I don't regret it. Not exactly how I imagined our first kiss to be but it is what it is." Angel paused but his hand kept stroking the deer's head. "You never answered me before. When you were away, did you think of me? Or trying to forget? I got your other gift you left... The note you left sounded like you made up your mind to have one foot already out the door."
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He sat quietly for a moment, considering his answer as Angel continued to pet him.
"I didn't intend for it to sound that way. It could take months, years, maybe even decades before your case was heard. The judicial system down here makes the one on Earth look lightning-fast. Given my punishments and the annual Cleanse, I couldn't guarantee I'd be here when your day in court arrived. I wanted you to be fully armed in case you had to represent yourself. That meant making sure you had a counter for every potential argument either Valentino or the court itself threw at you."
Because Lucifer was perfectly willing to let things slide. Look at the state of Hell, after all. But by confronting him with his own past judgments, it would sting his pride to be called out. That meant he'd more carefully consider the arguments and whether or not the contract should be annulled.
"I suppose I didn't think about how it might sound."
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The hand that was petting Alastor's head suddenly stopped. Gingerly Angel reached down to lift the radio demon to sit up right so he was look into his eyes proper. "But Al, I don't want to do this without you. I remember you saying that I was your toy, right? What if I brake again? Or someone else steals me away? You're not going to take responsibly for that?"
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He held out his hand to Angel.
"And I'd make a Deal to that effect if it'd reassure you."
Green magic swirled about his hand. A contract with the Radio Demon was binding. If Angel had any doubts he would keep his word, the magic would ensure that Alastor would. However, he had every intention of keeping his promise.
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Angel shook his head gently batting away the glowing hand. "I don't need no stinkin' Deal. I don't want you to be bound to me by voodoo. I want you to choose to be with me. I trust you'll keep your promise. Although..." Angel's hands lowered to rest on Alastor's thighs as he leans in with a small smirk and a glitter in his eyes. "... if ya want to do something to make it official... How about a kiss to seal the deal?"
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"...I warn you, I don't have much experience in this field. You should know that from our previous one. But if that will ease your mind..."
Before Angel could say anything, Alastor reached up, pulled Angel's face down, and pressed his lips against Angel's. It was clumsy and he probably applied a bit too much force for this purpose but he wanted Angel to know he was serious.
...And on some level he did wish for a "do over" for that drunken kiss Angel had given him last week. Something in his head to help pretend that perhaps at this hotel was something he'd always wanted but never gotten, not even in life.
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It took a moment for the porn star's brain to reboot from suffering a massive blue screen of death. But damn, Al was right. This kiss would probably rank in his top 5 worse kisses. He got A for effort but an F for execution. But hey! It was adorable that he tried. Now let a seasoned professional show you how it was done.
Angel chuckled against his lips, reaching up to cup Alastor's face pulling them apart ever so slightly. "Don't be so stiff babe. Let me show ya~"
Going in for round two, Angel gingerly coaxed the deer's head into a better angle as he brought their lips back together. Not wanting to instantly frighten him, the porn star took it slow. He gave Alastor a series of delicate pecks, filling the air with soft smacks each time their lips parted. This was definitely the most vanilla makeout session Angel has had in ages.
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But then Angel was kissing him back. Alastor attempted to respond, swinging wildly between too light and too rough as he tried to figure out where the middle ground was. Again, A for effort but F for execution. It was a bit embarrassing.
As pleasant as this was, his skin was starting to crawl not just from the kisses but from being so exposed for so long. He reluctantly pulled away, face as red as his hair.
"I'm sorry. I'm not...I can't for much longer. But...it was nice."
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However it seemed the radio demon has reached his limit, pulling back leaving the porn star's lips feeling lonely. They still tingled aching for more. Honestly Angel was shocked that he lasted as long as he did. With a gentle touch, the spider's fingers brushed Alastor hair back so he could get a better look at that flushed face.
"You're good babe... We can put a pin this this." Angel licked his slightly, his eyes darting to stare at those lips. "Glad you liked it and not running for the hills. Not bad for your first time, Al."
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It was a bit embarrassing to admit, but it was the truth. And considering he'd never done kissing before, he'd certainly never done the horizontal tango.
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"Hopefully I kiss better than your mother. You can practice on my anytime~" He gave him a wink. "You know woth this, you made a deal with me. Better keep that promise or I'm coming to find you."
The bowl was getting cold in his lap and Angel's little problem had enough time to sort itself out. Even with all that kissing moments before. But he was hearing the siren call of his little mechanical friend to set him free once he got back to his room.
"I think its about time I leave you to rest. We... can tall more later." There was more things he wanted to hash out but this was a good start.
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Seriously, gross.
Still, he nodded his head in response to Angel's last statement. "Yes, I think I could use that as well. I'll probably be rather quiet for the next few days, but at least I'll be here, right? Somewhat of an improvement?"
He gave an awkward chuckle at that.
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"Yes, you being here is definitely an upgrade. I can keep an eye on you." His eyes narrowed at the deer before returning the bowl back into the bathroom and came straight back to the bed one last time to stand in front of Al. "You better not move from this bed and get some sleep. I'll come check on you tomorrow to change your bandage." Bending over Angel took this moment to steal one last sweet and tender kiss, lingering a bit longer than all the ones that came before. "Sweet dreams, babe."
Angel winked for the final time before he made his way for the door. Holy fucking Jesus, so that just happened. Angel was riding a high that he didn't want to come down from. No one would fucking believe him if he told anyone that Alastor kissed him. And he got to see the deer without his shirt~ Welp, excuse him as he disappears for the rest of the day to retreat back to his room. He had urgent business to attend to.
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Alastor was cut off by Angel's kiss, his ears pricking up in surprise. Oh. Oh my.
He could only watch as Angel walked away and left the room. His whole body was flushing with embarrassment and...excitement? Not the sort that Angel would've preferred but excitement all the same. Oh dear, it was a good thing he'd been left alone to get this under control. He would've been teased mercilessly for the blush.
He looked up at his shadow who gave him a double thumbs-up, making him snort.
"Don't you start. Or any of you either!"
The little shadow creatures blinked as innocently as they could from their hiding places. Honestly...
He settled down on the bed. Yes, it was high time he got some rest. He casually flicked his wrist to re-lock the door out of habit as he got comfortable, grunting a bit from the discomfort of his wounds.
Though when he fell asleep, for the first time in decades, pleasant dreams waited him.
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You fought like a trooper Little Al. Sleep well fair angel.The next morning came and true to his word, Angel had returned to the radio demon's door. Not without a little surprise of his own. Giving the whole hotel a little fashion show, the spider had marched up to the third floor after stopping by the kitchen first dressed in one of his 'work uniforms'. Which today's special took the shape of a sexy nurse. It was baby pink and tight, squeezing all his good bits together. If the sexy Santa dress was short, in comparison to the one he had on now, it made it look like a fucking floor length dress. But don't worry, the porn star made sure to wear his best lacy black thong in case of the inevitable flashing. Most of his legs were covered anyways with matching pink thigh-highs that almost reached to the skirt's hem. So... kinda like assless pants? The outfit even had a cute little nurse's cap! Angel was feeling hella fine if he didn't say so himself.
Pausing at the door to arrange the tray of food in his lower hands, he reached up to knock softly. "Room service~"
Clunk.
The fuck? The door was locked!
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Alastor was deep asleep, the only movement the rise and fall of his chest as he slept curled up beneath the blankets. It felt good to get some real rest, not just sleep but pleasant dreams as well. Secure in the knowledge that nobody could attack him in his sleep between the magic cast on the door and room but also his silent guardians.
Alastor's shadow looked towards the door, perking up at the sound of Angel's voice. It looked down at its master, still dreaming away. Oh dear. This wasn't good.
Several of the little shadow creatures wormed their way past the spells and locks, gazing with curiosity from the shadows at Angel.
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He bent at the knees to get lower to be more on their level as he asked sickngly sweet. "Morning~ Can you help me open the door?"
Nothing. All he got in response was their blank eyes blinking back at him. Well shit. The food was going to get cold if he couldn't get in. Standing back up, he racked his brain on how he was going to open this damn door. He was about the head back down to ask for help from Charlie when he saw everyone's favorite little cyclops.
Angel beamed, flagging her down. "Mornin' Nif~ Would you be a dear and help me out? Tryin' to pay Alastor a wellness visit."
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