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."
"Sure!" Niffty chirped. "If he's back, that means he's probably resting up after a long Execution Day!"
She skipped over and looked at the little shadow creatures, waving to them.
"Good morning, all of you!" She then giggled at them. "Little pigs, little pigs, won't you please let me in?"
The little shadows gamboled about, pleased with the game. The first of the magical locks opened as they swarmed the door.
She then reached into her pocket for a talisman which she pressed against the door. There was a buzz of radio static before the second magical lock undid itself.
Finally, she put the talisman away before using her copy of the master key to unlock the door, the key glowing hotly for a moment as it interacted with the last magical lock in addition to the physical one. Then she turned the knob smartly to the left and the door swung open.
"Easy as one-two-three!" she chirped.
She then hurried inside, going to work cleaning while her boss continued his heavy slumber. Funny, she couldn't remember the last time he'd looked so peaceful sleeping and she'd known him the longest.
Yeah... easy his sweet ass. Watching Niffty do all the voodoo hoodoo shit to get the damn thing to open, no way he would be able to get in without help. There goes any thoughts of surprising Al with any late night visits. Probably for the best... Would give him too much power.
"Thank you dear~" Angel chirped as he followed in after.
Just like he suspected, the deer was still out on his ass. Even then, Angel walked up to his bed side, placing the tray on the nightstand. Hm, what to do? He hated the thought of trying to wake him. He looked so peaceful. Maybe help him out napping? Yeah, that sounded like the best course of action cause he was so fucking thoughtful. Not caring that Niffty was still in the room, the spider lifted the blankets to crawl under them to join Alastor. As carefully as he could so not to wake miss sleeping cutey, he slipped in front of Alastor so that they were face to face, or rather... face to tits in the deer's case. But this position made it easy for Angel to gently hold Al in his arms and be a demon body pillow.
"Lock the door when you leave." Angel whispered over to Niffty.
"Okie dokie!" she sang as she finished her work and headed for the door. "Can you get out okay?"
After all, he might not want to be locked in for God-knew-how-long with Alastor sleeping as heavily as he was now.
Meanwhile Alastor's dream had shifted. He was no longer curled up in his old bed in his little hut in the bayou. Instead, he was lounging on a cloud, watching the world go by beneath him.
Get out? Why would he want to get out? He was inside with his prize. He was golden.
"Don't worry about me." Angel casually waving her off. "If you don't see me in a few hours, then you can come check. But if you see a bowtie on the door... Do not knock~"
Angel flashed a toothy grin at her. Not like he was expecting anything but... you know. Don't count anything out just yet. Leave that possibility open. Hell is a crazy place. But now Angel was getting himself all snug and cozy against Alastor not knowing how long this was going to take. Maybe he could get in a few winks himself. He did wake up early just to cook for him after all. Giving Alastor the whole VIP treatment~ Well... almost. Angel was certain that the deer wouldn't have taken kindly to a morning blowjob to wake him up... Letting out a content sigh, Angel went and closed his eyes.
Niffty giggled before snapping a quick picture with her phone. Then she left, locking the door behind her.
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Alastor stirred about two hours later. As much as he would've liked to stay in such a pleasant dream (who knew when he'd get another one?), he was actually feeling re-energized. Funny what a bit of proper rest could do.
He yawned, ears flattening back as his mouth stretched open. His teeth were on full display. He then started to stretch, his claws extended. Ooh, that felt good...
His brain wasn't fully awake yet, so the strange fluffy pillow hadn't registered yet. Though Angel might want to wake up before he ended up getting poked by Alastor's claws.
Movement next to Angel caused him to stir. How long was he out for? He didn't know that he was that worn out himself but damn, he must have been to peace out like that. But before he could check the time the spider could feel a hand on his chest, Alastor's hand. Oh my my Al you per-?! Suddenly the hand tightened and Angel's whole body flinched as he felt the start of something sharp digging into his soft fluff. This might have been kinky if he was expecting but, he was not and Angel let out a surprise yelp as he quickly removed the deer's clawed hand off his chest. Well that woke Angel right up. But he stayed firmly planted in bed next to Al as he returned to the land of the living.
"Careful with the merchandise hun. I don't mind rough play, but ask first." Angel joked as he reached out to brush away Alastor's hair.
"Huh?" There was a bit of a Southern drawl in the word. He blinked uncomprehendingly at the spider.
3...2...1...
A sudden unholy screech of microphone feedback filled the room as Alastor teleported off of Angel. He reappeared at the foot of the bed in a housecoat.
"Angel, why did you -- How did you -- "
He was so thrown off, he couldn't even form a proper question.
Oh someone was back in high spirits. Seeing Alastor act closer to normal reassured the spider that he was feeling worlds better than the day before. Sitting up himself, he pulled the covers off so the radio demon could get a proper eyeful of his little ensemble he put on just for him. It had shifted a bit as the pair slept so as Angel stood up, he had to readjust the skirt that was riding up to flash a bit of black lace.
"What? I told ya I was coming back to check up on you. Did you forget?" Angel conveniently left out that Niffty let him in, but Alastor could probably guess. Turning around, Angel clicked his tongue looking down at the food he brought. It was all painfully cold by now. "Shit, sorry Al. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed but all the food I made is stone cold now."
Angel blinked, peering over his shoulder at Alastor. "You can do that? Man, your magic is something wild."
Picking up the tray, Angel spun around to show the contents to him, a little bit sheepish. There was a cold cup of black coffee and two other small plates. One had a bowl of oatmeal that was now one gelatinous lump at the bottom and was topped with brightly colored fruits. And the second plate have a homemade cornetto dusted with power sugar, which sadly... was cold too.
"It ain't nothing special. Not sure if its worth wastin' you strength over." Angel shrugged. "But the cornetto was my Nonna's recipe. Its been a while since I baked so I don't know how well it turned out anyways."
"Nothing special? Ha! A home-cooked meal is always special!"
Alastor snapped his fingers, and little flames began swirling about the different bits of crockery. However, the flames didn't burn either the food or the spider holding the tray. Very fine control. A trick that had taken weeks to perfect.
Alastor hummed as he waited for his food to heat.
"Besides, it'd be a crime to waste such a feast! And I'd hate to for your Nonna to find out and get on her bad side!"
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~?"
Alastor's ears twitched as he flushed bright red at the close contact. "I suppose I have little choice in the matter, do I?"
Oh, this was going to be so awkward. (Also, Angel, you did not want to make the Deal Alastor did to attain such power. The repercussions of possessing such power were even worse than the stated cost.)
He slowly undid his house robe. The bandages were a bit red, true, but the blood wasn't fresh. That was a good sign. They'd still need to be changed, of course, but the fact that it wasn't constantly bleeding meant it was already starting to heal.
Angel lets out a long whistle seeing how bloody they got over the course of the night. But it looked like they had stopped bleeding, so that was a good sign. Man, Alastor was messed up and he was already healing. Sometimes when the deer flushed and sputtered it was easy to forget how powerful he was.
"Still looks a bit nasty. Okay babe, get that ass on the bed. I'll be right back." Angel gave the deer a playful smack right on Al's left ass cheek before disappearing into the bathroom.
Like the night previous the host could hear the rattle of bottles and the hiss of running water. It wasn't long before his nurse came out carrying supplies in all six of his hands. Bowls, clean towels, rolls of gauze, little brown glass bottles... Everything he would need to clean up and redo the wrap. Pulling up a chair, Angel plopped himself down.
"Assume the position Al." Angel motioned for him to put his arms up on his shoulders.
Alastor yelped at the smack to his rear end. He narrowed his eyes, grin tightening with warning. However, he reined in his temper. Now was not the time.
He sat back down on the bed as he waited for Angel to gather what he needed. Then the spider was back, telling him to "assume the position". It took him a moment to realize what Angel had meant.
He tentatively reached out and placed his arms on Angel's shoulders. Ooh, this was not going to feel good coming off. He could tell.
What was under the bandage wasn't pleasant. Some pus had oozed out in the beginning but it was largely covered up by blood now. At least it didn't have too much of a smell of illness now. It had certainly improved by leaps and bounds over the past several hours.
On the cleared space of the nightstand, Angel placed his supplies a go ways away from the food tray and his third set of arms melted back into his sides. Then he snapped on some gloves to begin the process of redressing the wounds. Pulling out a pair of silver scissors from the empty bowl, Angel cut up the front of the bandage to make it easier to remove. With all the dried blood he tried the best he could not to cause Alastor took much pain as he gingerly peeled it off. It was nasty work, but the porn star just hummed a light hearted tune to himself tossing the soiled gauze into a bowl. Once everything was cleared away Angel got a good look at the injury. Damn, still looked really bad but he could see the improvements already.
Nodding his himself, he cleaned the area with warm water, just to mop up all that dried blood turning the water rusty. Making quick word of it, the last step was placing the disinfection gauze pads on the open wounds. Again he first wrapped a wad around his hands and soaked it with the contains of the little brown bottle. Holding them in place, once again Al's little nurse started to wrap him back up. Just like before, with each pass of the roll of gauze around the back, Angel's chest fluff would press up against his bare skin. Only this time Angel was well aware of it and it seemed to be a bit... more than just an accidental brush of fur.
"Hey Al? I got a question for you." Angel began softly as he bobbed. "You ever had sex?"
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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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She skipped over and looked at the little shadow creatures, waving to them.
"Good morning, all of you!" She then giggled at them. "Little pigs, little pigs, won't you please let me in?"
The little shadows gamboled about, pleased with the game. The first of the magical locks opened as they swarmed the door.
She then reached into her pocket for a talisman which she pressed against the door. There was a buzz of radio static before the second magical lock undid itself.
Finally, she put the talisman away before using her copy of the master key to unlock the door, the key glowing hotly for a moment as it interacted with the last magical lock in addition to the physical one. Then she turned the knob smartly to the left and the door swung open.
"Easy as one-two-three!" she chirped.
She then hurried inside, going to work cleaning while her boss continued his heavy slumber. Funny, she couldn't remember the last time he'd looked so peaceful sleeping and she'd known him the longest.
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"Thank you dear~" Angel chirped as he followed in after.
Just like he suspected, the deer was still out on his ass. Even then, Angel walked up to his bed side, placing the tray on the nightstand. Hm, what to do? He hated the thought of trying to wake him. He looked so peaceful. Maybe help him out napping? Yeah, that sounded like the best course of action cause he was so fucking thoughtful. Not caring that Niffty was still in the room, the spider lifted the blankets to crawl under them to join Alastor. As carefully as he could so not to wake miss sleeping cutey, he slipped in front of Alastor so that they were face to face, or rather... face to tits in the deer's case. But this position made it easy for Angel to gently hold Al in his arms and be a demon body pillow.
"Lock the door when you leave." Angel whispered over to Niffty.
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After all, he might not want to be locked in for God-knew-how-long with Alastor sleeping as heavily as he was now.
Meanwhile Alastor's dream had shifted. He was no longer curled up in his old bed in his little hut in the bayou. Instead, he was lounging on a cloud, watching the world go by beneath him.
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"Don't worry about me." Angel casually waving her off. "If you don't see me in a few hours, then you can come check. But if you see a bowtie on the door... Do not knock~"
Angel flashed a toothy grin at her. Not like he was expecting anything but... you know. Don't count anything out just yet. Leave that possibility open. Hell is a crazy place. But now Angel was getting himself all snug and cozy against Alastor not knowing how long this was going to take. Maybe he could get in a few winks himself. He did wake up early just to cook for him after all. Giving Alastor the whole VIP treatment~ Well... almost. Angel was certain that the deer wouldn't have taken kindly to a morning blowjob to wake him up... Letting out a content sigh, Angel went and closed his eyes.
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Alastor stirred about two hours later. As much as he would've liked to stay in such a pleasant dream (who knew when he'd get another one?), he was actually feeling re-energized. Funny what a bit of proper rest could do.
He yawned, ears flattening back as his mouth stretched open. His teeth were on full display. He then started to stretch, his claws extended. Ooh, that felt good...
His brain wasn't fully awake yet, so the strange fluffy pillow hadn't registered yet. Though Angel might want to wake up before he ended up getting poked by Alastor's claws.
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"Careful with the merchandise hun. I don't mind rough play, but ask first." Angel joked as he reached out to brush away Alastor's hair.
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3...2...1...
A sudden unholy screech of microphone feedback filled the room as Alastor teleported off of Angel. He reappeared at the foot of the bed in a housecoat.
"Angel, why did you -- How did you -- "
He was so thrown off, he couldn't even form a proper question.
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"What? I told ya I was coming back to check up on you. Did you forget?" Angel conveniently left out that Niffty let him in, but Alastor could probably guess. Turning around, Angel clicked his tongue looking down at the food he brought. It was all painfully cold by now. "Shit, sorry Al. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed but all the food I made is stone cold now."
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He then looked towards the dishes of cold food.
"Ah, that's easily remedied! How hot does it need to be?"
After all, he was feeling rather peppy this morning. What was a little extra magic? Besides, it'd be a shame to ruin a meal!
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Picking up the tray, Angel spun around to show the contents to him, a little bit sheepish. There was a cold cup of black coffee and two other small plates. One had a bowl of oatmeal that was now one gelatinous lump at the bottom and was topped with brightly colored fruits. And the second plate have a homemade cornetto dusted with power sugar, which sadly... was cold too.
"It ain't nothing special. Not sure if its worth wastin' you strength over." Angel shrugged. "But the cornetto was my Nonna's recipe. Its been a while since I baked so I don't know how well it turned out anyways."
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Alastor snapped his fingers, and little flames began swirling about the different bits of crockery. However, the flames didn't burn either the food or the spider holding the tray. Very fine control. A trick that had taken weeks to perfect.
Alastor hummed as he waited for his food to heat.
"Besides, it'd be a crime to waste such a feast! And I'd hate to for your Nonna to find out and get on her bad side!"
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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~?"
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Oh, this was going to be so awkward. (Also, Angel, you did not want to make the Deal Alastor did to attain such power. The repercussions of possessing such power were even worse than the stated cost.)
He slowly undid his house robe. The bandages were a bit red, true, but the blood wasn't fresh. That was a good sign. They'd still need to be changed, of course, but the fact that it wasn't constantly bleeding meant it was already starting to heal.
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"Still looks a bit nasty. Okay babe, get that ass on the bed. I'll be right back." Angel gave the deer a playful smack right on Al's left ass cheek before disappearing into the bathroom.
Like the night previous the host could hear the rattle of bottles and the hiss of running water. It wasn't long before his nurse came out carrying supplies in all six of his hands. Bowls, clean towels, rolls of gauze, little brown glass bottles... Everything he would need to clean up and redo the wrap. Pulling up a chair, Angel plopped himself down.
"Assume the position Al." Angel motioned for him to put his arms up on his shoulders.
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He sat back down on the bed as he waited for Angel to gather what he needed. Then the spider was back, telling him to "assume the position". It took him a moment to realize what Angel had meant.
He tentatively reached out and placed his arms on Angel's shoulders. Ooh, this was not going to feel good coming off. He could tell.
What was under the bandage wasn't pleasant. Some pus had oozed out in the beginning but it was largely covered up by blood now. At least it didn't have too much of a smell of illness now. It had certainly improved by leaps and bounds over the past several hours.
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Nodding his himself, he cleaned the area with warm water, just to mop up all that dried blood turning the water rusty. Making quick word of it, the last step was placing the disinfection gauze pads on the open wounds. Again he first wrapped a wad around his hands and soaked it with the contains of the little brown bottle. Holding them in place, once again Al's little nurse started to wrap him back up. Just like before, with each pass of the roll of gauze around the back, Angel's chest fluff would press up against his bare skin. Only this time Angel was well aware of it and it seemed to be a bit... more than just an accidental brush of fur.
"Hey Al? I got a question for you." Angel began softly as he bobbed. "You ever had sex?"
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