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A shuffling like movement in their bed causes Alastor to rise from his sleep. He was a known light sleeper, even in death. The only reason why he had been asleep was due to Lucifer anyway. The male had a habit of wrapping his body around Alastor and dozing off. Forcing Alastor to lay there and most likely falling asleep too.
Which now, thinking of it, he didn't feel Lucifer against him. That realization roses him even deeper from his sleep.
“Go back to bed, Lu.” Alastor mumbles, shuffling around on his side of the bed to try and get comfortable again. Thinking that the other had gotten up for one reason or another. Only for Alastor to hear a soft, almost moan like whimper fall from the other side of the bed.
It had Alastor jerking his eyes all the way open. He sat up in Lucifer god awful bed. Head turning to look at Lucifer in the barely lit room. The sun had only started to rise in the sky.
It was like Lucifer had Pavlov Dog-ed him into getting any sort of hard and awake from hearing such a small sexual sound from him.
Lucifer was curled up on the other side of his ugly ass duck bed. His robe hung off his shoulder, showing off his white skin. Said robe, tastefully, brushed against his ombre legs. With how he was positioned, he could see the bite marks he had left on his skin earlier that very night.
Lucifer's body was curled around that cursed ugly deer plush that had somehow ended up in Lucifer bed at some point. His head was buried in the top of the ugly stuffed animal. His legs were wrapped around it, clinching it in-between his legs.
Alastor's ears twitched, as another soft pant escaped Lucifer's lip as he watches Lucifer press his lips against the plush, stimulating himself in his sleep. Alastor felt his mouth water as he looked over the other male, watching Lucifer pleasure himself with slow rolls of his hips.
The radio demon, finally, throws the blanket off of his body, feeling himself growing harder in his boxers. The things this man did to him.
Alastor tries to calm himself down, as he shifts himself in bed. He gets on his knees and reaches out to place his hand on the other side of Lucifer on the bed. He moves to lean over Lucifer. He feels the antlers on his head grow larger as he does so. His hand grips onto the sheets, breathing slightly heavy.
“Lu.” Alastor growls, voice rumbling in his chest. He leans down and places a kiss onto Lucifer's shoulder, seeing if it would wake him.
If Lucifer was to wake up and wanted him to stop, Alastor would. The last thing he wanted was to force himself onto Lucifer.
But with the dream that it seemed like Lucifer was having, they would have another round as the sunlight filled his room.
With his free hand, Alastor reaches up to swipe his hand against the snake wrapped around Lucifer's waist. Easily it slithered away, taking refuge curled up on the duck plush on the bookshelf behind the bed, leaving it, so Alastor could fully open Lucifer robe.
Lucifer had put the thing on last night before climbing in bed with Alastor.
As he ran his hand against Lucifer's pale white skin, he couldn't help to notice how well it contrasted with his own skin.
Alastor's hand skims over Lucifer's skin before sliding them under the robe. His hand lightly squeezes the other's body as he further slides the robe off of Lucifer, leaving his skin to Alastor's eyes to roam over.
His fingers trail down Lucifer skin till he was able to press his fingers against Lucifer vagina, and rubbed his two fingers against it. Alastor watches as Lucifer rolls his hips against Alastor's fingers and finally blink his eyes open with a soft moan.
“Well, good morning, doll face.” Alastor says, as he slips his fingers into him. Lucifer's body jerks tightly as he does so, and he lets out a choked out sound as he arches his back.
“Al… Alastor.” Lucifer whimpers, his hand reaches out for the other male. Only to have his small, shaking hand reach out and land on Alastor's shoulder.
“Do you want me to stop?” Alastor asked as he began to thrust his fingers inside of him. He could feel the other man grow wetter faster now that he was awake. Along with that, he could see Lucifer dick growing harder.
“No-” Lucifer gasped, digging his nails into Alastor's shoulder.
“Good.” Alastor mumbles, letting his lips press against Lucifer's shoulder again.
Lucifer fully turns over to lay on his back. His eyes half lidded as he looks at Alastor. He had an arm loosely wrapped around the plush now. Like this, Alastor was able to run his other hand across Lucifer's shoulder to take the robe off fully.
Alastor pressed his fingers deeper inside of Lucifer, all while rubbing down on the walls inside of him with the pad of his claws. Half choked off moans escapes Lucifer lips. His head tilts back, and he raises his hips to try to get Alastor's fingers deeper inside of him.
Instead of doing so, the radio demon slides himself down the bed. He smirks as he spreads Lucifer legs wider, coming eye level with Lucifer dick and pussy. He pulls out his fingers so he could dip his head down and roll his tongue over Lucifer cunt. He only does it once before pulling back to look at how Lucifer dick twitched against his stomach.
There was a gold red tent to his dick that filled Alastor with an ungodly amount of pride. Only he could make the king of hell look like this. All that powers, and yet he submits himself to Alastor. Nothing made his mouth water more than that thought.
He leans back down, ears twitching as he listens to Lucifer's moans. He wraps one hand around Lucifer's dick and flicks his tongue inside the other.
He starts moving his hand up and down in very slow strokes. He presses his long tongue into the blonde. Letting the tip of it flicker around and explore the area. Alastor knew when he hit Lucifer g-spot due to his legs tightening around his head, his back arches and a long-drawn-out moan escaped his lip. The loudest one that he's let out all morning.
Lucifer threads his hand into Alastor's hair and pushes his face deeper into his pussy, hips grinding against his face as he stimulates both inside and outside of Lucifer.
“Alastor.” Lucifer says breathless. Alastor tried to pull his face away to look up at him, but Lucifer wasn't having it. His handballs up in his hair and forces him to stay in the position that he was.
Alastor finds himself growling, not liking the way that Lucifer was holding him down. His growls send shockwaves of vibrations through Lucifer, causing him to twitch again.
In retaliation, the sinner removes his hand from Lucifer's leg to trail it down to his hole, forcing them into it alongside his tongue. With both fingers and tongue inside of Lucifer, he was able to spread him open.
Now that Alastor had taken his hand off of one of Lucifer's legs, he wasn't able to hold the male's legs open, since he was still stroking Lucifer's hardened member, ever so slowly. This caused Lucifer's legs to clamp down against Alastor's head.
“My beautiful deer.” Lucifer moans out, one hand gripping onto his large antlers. He could feel his dick pulse against the bed and, like a wild animal in heat, he couldn't keep himself from rutting his hips into the bed and moaning into Lucifer pussy.
He wasn't one to let others touch his antlers. But something about Lucifer's small hands wrapping themselves around them made a flash of pleasure jerk through his body.
As Lucifer grew wetter, Alastor fingers slid inside of Lucifer much easier. He could also tell that he was seconds away from coming, and he couldn't have that right now. So instead he forces himself up onto his knees, breaking out of Lucifer hold.
The radio demon sat back on his knees watching the king of hell heavy breathing. Lucifer's eyes trailed up Alastor's body till their eyes met. He brings his two fingers to his mouth and uses his long tongue to wrap around them and clean them off.
What a delight, Alastor's notes.
Lucifer squeezes his legs together at the sigh of Alastor licking his fingers off. He would have to remember that fact for a later time. Seems like they could explore that a little more.
The blonde opens his mouth to say something, but Alastor beats him to it.
His eyes flicker over the others' figures. He licks his lip, delighted at the pale golden flush that spreads across Lucifer's body. He couldn't wait to sink his teeth into him and watch as he cried out.
“I'm feeling up for a change of positions.” Alastor says.
He grabs hold of Lucifer's leg, dragging him to the middle of the bed and then forcing Lucifer to turn over onto his stomach before pulling him up onto his hands and knees. Afterward, Alastor reaches into his own boxers and pulls out his hardened length, stroking it a couple of times to fully harden himself. He lines it up with Lucifer hole and runs the tip of his dick against Lucifer it, teasing the male as he tries and fails to chase after him with his hips.
Finally, Alastor pressed the head of his dick against Lucifer's hole till it finally popped into the other male. Alastor tilted his head back with a long-drawn-out moan. Only for it to continue as he sinks himself further into Lucifer.
Under him, Alastor could feel Lucifer shivering. His hooves lightly brush against Alastor's tights as his body tensed up.
The deer had to take a deep breath, forcing himself to gather himself as he listened to the blonde moaning.
Only for Alastor to feel his dick throb as he looks down at Lucifer underneath him. To have the most powerful man in all of Hell under him like this filled him with an energy he couldn't begin to describe.
He laces his hand in the blonde's hair and pushes it down onto the bed. A smirk lights up his face as he peaks up at Alastor. He thrust his hips backwards onto Alastor's with a shuttered moan.
“At least give me a pillow if you're going to have me in this position.” Lucifer whines. It gave Alastor pause for a moment. His eyes look up and to the bed, ready to grab for any sort of pillow in reach. Only for it to land on those ugly pink stuffed animals.
He leans over Lucifer to grab that thing. Lucifer eyes were watching him as he did so. He let out a soft gasp when he fully picked it up.
“Wait, not that-” Lucifer starts to say but Alastor trusts in him, listening to the satisfying slap his hips made with Lucifer's ass.
“Shut up.” Alastor says as he forces the deer plush under his hips. “You were shamelessly grinding on it earlier. Shouldn't be any different from that.”
Lucifer lets out another whimper. His head falls back to the bed as he closes his eyes to take a deep breath before opening them up. With his head turned to the side, he was able to look back at Alastor.
Alastor places his other hand on Lucifer's leg, forcing the down onto the stuffed animal. In doing so, it caused Lucifer to spread his legs wider. Lucifer hole spasms around Alastor's dick as he loudly gasps. He tries to raise his head off of the bed, but Alastor pushes it back down and sharply thrusts back inside the blonde, listening to the loud, almost scream-like moan Lucifer lets out.
“Alastor.” Lucifer babbles out. His breathing comes out in a short burst as his hand gripping onto the sheets underneath him. His hips pushed back against Alastor, causing a smile to light up his face.
Alastor begins to grind his hips against Lucifer, he watches the small shivers that run through him each time Lucifer's dick rubs against the deer plush. Back and forth it went, with Lucifer getting stimulated from all directions.
“You're so…” Lucifer gasped. “Deep.” He cried out as he squeezed around Alastor, causing him to hiss.
“And you feel so good.” Alastor groans as he pushes himself all the way inside of Lucifer and grinds both of their hips down onto the stuffed animal. The sudden-ness of the action seems to catch Lucifer off guard, with how his hips buck backwards and then forward again at the sensation.
A sinister laugh bubbles up in his chest as he watches Lucifer grind his hips between the plush and Alastor inside of him. It looked as if Lucifer was trying to get away from the pleasure he was giving him, only to jam his hips into the plush underneath him, causing more pleasure to roll through him.
“You're so large.” Lucifer cries, hips shuddering. Only for Alastor to thrust hard into Lucifer once again.
“I can feel you against my cervix.” Lucifer cries out after another thrust from Alastor.
Tears had started to build in his eyes. He tries to look up at Alastor as he continues his thrusting into the other. But Alastor watches as he pauses to grip onto the bedsheets just a bit tighter, leading to them ripping.
“Good.” Alastor says, delivering another hard thrust into Lucifer. “Going to come right against it and fill you up with my fawns.”
Lucifer moaned loudly at his words. Causing another bundle of pride to weld up in his chest. He moves and leans over Lucifer with a sharp moan. His claws dig into Lucifer's hip as he roughly thrusts into the other. He grips onto the bedsheets, nails practically tearing the sheets.
“You’d like that, wouldn't you? Being so full and having everyone know who you belong to.” Alastor growls against his ear. Tongue rolling out to lick against his lobe. “Marked and bred by someone you said you hated at once.”
Alastor lets his mouth trail down Lucifer's neck from his ear till he gets to the base of his neck. His lips kiss against it before he sucks a dark mark onto the area to match many other places from their earlier activities that night.
“Yes!” Lucifer yelps. “Please! Give it to me. I need it.”
Lucifer couldn't stay still under him. His body was spasming and moving around. It didn't make it hard for Alastor to keep ramming into him, but it was crazy tasteful to know this was how he was reacting to him.
Alastor removes his hand from Lucifer's hip and wraps it around him, spreading it out against Lucifer's lower abdomen, right above where the plush was. Against his hand, he could feel each time he thrust into the other male.
“Going to give Charlie a little sibling.” Alastor groans against Lucifer skin. He leans his forehead against the other neck for a second, letting himself pant and moan.
Lucifer had a vice grip against Alastor to where it was almost impossible for him to pull out all the way. Even that smallest amount had him missing the wet warmth of the inside of Lucifer.
Alastor knew Lucifer was slowly starting to draw closer to his end with the way that his body twitched and jerked. His legs were tightly pressed more together around the plush once again. Lucifer even tries to reach behind him to find Alastor's chest. He goes to try to say something but Alastor doesn't give him the chance. Instead, he grabs hold of Lucifer's arms and uses it as leverage to thrust into Lucifer even harder.
Lucifer cries, sprues Alastor on to plow into him as recklessly as he could. He intertwined his hand with Lucifer and shoved it back down onto the bed.
Alastor opens his mouth and sinks his teeth into the base of Lucifer's neck. Blood seeps out of the wound, filling Alastor's mouth, causing him to moan into Lucifer's skin. He pulls back, eyes locked onto the bite he had left on Lucifer skin. He watches as the blood starts to drip down that pale white skin.
“Fuck. Lucifer.” Alastor groans. His thrusts become more brutal. He leans back over the blonde and bites into his shoulder, forcing more blood to fill his mouth and stain Lucifer skin.
Lucifer looked absolutely delicious like this. By the end of this they would have to change the sheets once again, but for now Alastor keeps up his thrust, making sure he keeps rubbing Lucifer dick against the deer plush under him.
“To go through so much in my human life, only to end up here — breeding the King of Hell.” Alastor's growls start to feel his own orgasm growing. His thrust got quicker but shorter, barely pulling out all the way before jackhammering back into Lucifer and against his cervix.
“Mine. All mine.” Alastor growls and with his hand on Lucifer's abdomen, he could feel the moment that Lucifer came. Come wets his hand along with the stuffed plush. His body falls against the bed, breathing heavily.
Alastor continues on, thrusting in and out of him as he reaches his peak. With one final bite into Lucifer's other shoulder, Alastor finds himself, once again spilling into Lucifer.
Alastor falls on top of Lucifer. He could feel the warm skin of the angel against his chest as the two of them started to calm down from the high of their orgasms.
Pushing himself up, Alastor sits back onto the headboard and runs a hand through his hair. He reaches out and pulls Lucifer close before reaching for the night stand.
The radio demon grabs hold of his lighter and his pack of cigarettes. He pulls one out and lights it up. He brings it to his lip and inhales. He lets the smoke sit in his lungs for a moment before exhaling.
Beside him, Lucifer groans.
“Can you stop being attractive for one goddamn second?” He asked with a small growl as he looked up at Alastor.
He glances down at the other, not speaking as he took in the ‘damage’ that he had done to Lucifer last night and this morning.
Alastor raises the cigarette to his lips and sucks in another breath.
“I don't think I can love.” Alastor says before pressing his lips against Lucifer to blow the smoke into his mouth. He wraps a hand around Lucifer's back, feeling as a shiver runs down his spine, only then to melt into the touch.
Alastor presses the cigarette into the inner part of Lucifer's thigh. The reaction from the blonde was immediate, with him shivering and rolling his eyes back into his head.
Doesn't look like they would be leaving Lucifer bed just yet.