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[acestrawberrypimp]

[ Alastor's methods varied from seeking someone to temporarily entrust them with this secret of his and then consuming them should they cross any lines to simply isolating himself entirely for long periods of time and allowing the pain to pass on its own. Both choices were abhorrent, but at least the first was... ever so slightly easier to deal with. ]

Good. I doubt she would react well to seeing us like this. [ He wasn't naïve, after all. He knew there was still very little trust between himself and the Princess of Hell, even if he was slowly working his way into her good graces. Regardless, he would catch little moments, the hesitation to say something around him, the refusal to entrust him with a matter. She was sheltered and naïve when it came to the issues she sought to solve in Hell, but just smart enough to not trust Alastor completely.

A brow raises as he takes in sight of the nest-like bed, but Alastor makes no comment as he lifts them into the pillows in order to get as comfortable as they could. ]

Not in... a very long time. The last time was... perhaps a few decades after my death? He stuck with me for quite some time, got close to me. I... thought we could trust each other, but.... Then he met someone and things took quite the turn for the worse.

That was a little more than seven years ago, now, that we had our falling out. Since then I have merely... gotten by. Mostly by ignoring the need until I am able to come back to my senses.

[harderdaddy]

P-purple. [He repeats as firmly as he can manage to show he's understood. He edges back with a whine, heels digging in to push himself up the bed and escape those eager touches for just moment, that's all he needs.] Sta- aa- wait- just wait- [He pleads but he doesn't use his safeword.]

[thisducks]

[ After all, Lucifer had raised her to not take shit from demons!

It turns out that Lucifer really is a cuddler, because he immediately stays snug up against Alastor's side and tucks his head in close. He isn't going to comment on it, he doesn't expect Alastor to comment on it; it's just... a thing that is happening. Better to just leave it at that.

Besides, Alastor is surprisingly warm and he can close his eyes and soak up some of that warmth. People spoke of Hell being a place of fire and brimstone and eternal burning, but in reality, it was always kind of chilly in the Pride ring. Now Wrath on the other hand...

He listens to Alastor's story, and realizes he has an idea of who the other was speaking of. Seven years ago... it's hard to ignore when two power houses end up in a fight that nearly kills both of them, and it had been a major discussion between himself, Carmine, and Zestiel not long afterward. It had been one of the last 'kingly' things he had done before... before...

Before all the darkness in his soul rose up to swallow him whole. ]

...sounds like seven years ago was a bad time for us both.

[acestrawberrypimp]

I truly hope he does not ever intend to caught trouble for you or else I very well may have to consume him.

[acestrawberrypimp]

Good boy~. [ He hums, fingers manipulating the appendages and refusing to allow Angel to escape them. Shadowy claws dug into the spider's slender hips to keep him on its tongue as it sought out the bundle of nerves inside the other. ] If that is a true request to stop, you will use the safe word, my love. Else do behave yourself or I will have to restrain you.

[harderdaddy]

Nnnn- [Angel grumbles and huffs but he presses his lips together and tries to keep still. He can't help the involuntary jerks, breath catching as the Shadow hits it's mark. a hand jumping to his mouth to keep the whole of the hotel from coming to see who was murdering him.]

Fuck Al-

[harderdaddy]

nah, he ain't all bad. i know he gets a lotta grief for what i do.

[acestrawberrypimp]

[ Given how Lucifer had been clinging to him since the bath, Alastor isn't surprised to find the little king curling up against his chest. Pulling a blanket around the other's nude form, he keeps his arms curled up around Lucifer, allowing him to soak up the Radio Demon's warmth.

It was hard talking about the fallout with Vox, even now, seven years after the altercation that sent him into hiding. They had been so intertwined that Alastor almost believed himself to be....

No. He wasn't going to allow himself to think about it. Not if he wanted to stay there and not retreat into his lonely darkness. Consumed by the solitude he'd wallowed in for far too long. ]

Oh? Dare I inquire what happened?

[acestrawberrypimp]

[ He grins wide as Angel behaves and stops trying to escape the tentacles teasing and sucking at his most sensitive areas. When the shadow feels that it's found Angel's prostate, he purrs affectionately and massages his ballsack while the tentacle sucking his cock completely engulfs the striped length. ]

Here, my love. Perhaps this will keep that lovely mouth of yours busy. [ His other hand moved, a third tentacle emerging from beneath the Sinner's pillows to slide itself against Angel Dust's lips. Seeking entrance to the warm, wet cavern. ]

[acestrawberrypimp]

You are referring to your profession?

[harderdaddy]

[He's gonna be fully cock drunk soon and there ain't even any cocks in him. Angel's mouth is grateful for the distraction, eagerly swallowing the tentacle down, though with it lacking a body, and Angel supposedly lacking a gag reflex, he needs to stop himself from finding new limits.

He squirms and bucks and when he's sure he can't last another second his eyes seek out Alastor, silently begging permission.

[harderdaddy]

yeah. dick suckin ain't something the family (or 'the family') usually let u keep breathin 4. but can't bump me off down here, so now pop's gotta live with posters on every corner, and mosta hell seein his queer kid moaning like a bitch. and then Niss gets an earful.

mostly we all just pretend we ain't related and keep our traps shut. no big

[acestrawberrypimp]

[ Ah, he really did love watching sexual partners getting their gratification. Angel in particular was giving a very good show for Alastor. Even if his cock was only half hard in his pants, it was still more than what most have been able to get out of him.

When those mismatched eyes gaze over at him pleadingly, he holds that gaze for a few long moments before finally giving a nod. ]

You may cum now, my love.

[acestrawberrypimp]

Such a shame that is~. I do hope that is only the beginning of his punishment down here in Hell.

At the very least, it is refreshing to know that you have such a colorful and interesting background. That is what first intrigued me when Charlie told me about you.

[harderdaddy]

i feel bad now, i had to ask vaggie who u even were. i don't really follow politics outside of whatever shit the vees are doing. so u liked what u heard?

[harderdaddy]

[That moment feels like an eternity, and Angel's breath hitches and hiccups as he's granted permission, coming with an almost pained sob of relief, thankfully muffled by that shadowy tentacle he was choking on.]

[acestrawberrypimp]

Oh, my love, there is nothing to worry about. I have no doubt you had your reasons.
I was quite intrigued, yes. Granted, I never paid much attention to any of the media Valentino puts out, so while your name had more than likely been spoken of around me, it was not until I spoke to Charlie that I learned more of you. How you used to be a mobster when you were alive.
Granted, we did not see much in the way of the mob in New Orleans, but dealing in radio, I spoke of many stories dealing around such groups during my day shows.

[harderdaddy]

drugged outta my mind and restricted to the studio? lol

not a common career path, huh? mobster 2 whore

i miss those shorts of shows. modern shits great 2, but there was something about radio shows u don't get any more. would've liked to hear u.

[acestrawberrypimp]

Good~. Such a good boy~. [ Alastor purrs as he watches the other Sinner stiffen and writhe in his pleasure. The tentacle surrounding Angel's cock drinks down every drop of semen, only popping free once the Sinner began to soften in its grasp.

It was a beautiful sight, really. One Alastor hated to spoil, but alas.... ]

Come here, Angel. I believe you have earned yourself a reward. [ With a gesture of his claws, the tentacles retracted, disappearing into the darkness as the shadow slipped its tongue free of his hole. In the chair, Alastor uncrossed his legs, spreading his knees wide to reveal the hard mound that had formed in his pants.

Angel had managed to get him hard without touching him once thusfar. ]

[acestrawberrypimp]

Those are quite valid reasons if I may say.

At least not in my experience. Then again, I have never met a proper mobster in person before meeting you.

They were not too far off from what I do now during day hours. Should you ever tune in, I go live every other day at 4 pm.

[harderdaddy]

[Oh- he drinks in that praise so happily, utterly wrung out. He suddenly finds a hidden reserve of energy at beckoning finger. He had done that? Angel beams and slides from his bed to the floor, crawling across the small distance and nuzzling his cheek against Alastor's inner thigh, but eyes trained right up at the other demon's face.]

Is it all for me?~

[harderdaddy]

i guess

hah! pop's would say u still haven't. but i was great at what i did

ooh, i'll make sure I have it on during my days off. vox wouldn't let me bring one into the tower when i was living there. u2 really messed each other up

[thisducks]

[ Lucifer's voice changes when he speaks next, something dull and removed in his words in a method to try and protect himself from how deep the wound is behind them. He even unconsciously tightens up on himself, staring down the length of their covered bodies. ]

I woke up one morning alone. No note, no word, nothing. ...and it's been that way ever since.

[ There is little doubt to what this can be about - Lilith. The way his body slumps after he admits it aloud indicated that his self-created defenses against the pain aren't working nearly as well as his public persona suggests.

Why is he even telling Alastor this? The sinner is sure to use it against him, mock him... and now he's let someone fuck him ten ways from Sunday and he isn't even certain he feels guilty about it.

With a groan, Lucifer turns his face to hide it against Alastor. It was easier when he was just lost in the first pleasure he's allowed himself since she left and he didn't have to think about what they were doing. ]

[acestrawberrypimp]

[ Angel continued finding more, new, exciting ways to show off just how beautiful he was to Alastor. The way he slides from the bed to crawl across the floor has his cock twitching eagerly. Claws stroke through pale, sweat-dampened hair as the Sinner nuzzles against the rock hard shaft in his pants, drawing a low hum from the Radio Demon as he uses his other hand to draw that lovely face closer in with the point of a claw under his chin. Bringing him right to the zipper of his trousers. ]

All for you, and only you, love. But you may only use your mouth to touch it, understand?

[acestrawberrypimp]

It was only a fair and honest exchange. Though it is satisfying to know that he is still so 'messed up' by our little argument those years ago.

[ It was... more than a little satisfying. ]