[ Truly, in the moment, Alastor didn't care how tired and ancient Lucifer seemed as he left the room. How there was sure to be a hoard of memories stored inside his head from the millennia he's spent in Hell and the times that came before Hell even existed. He simply wanted to hurt. To lash out and scar. He was tired of being undermined in his work for Charlie when he was here first. A petty notion from an outsider's perspective, but when it came to his plans, it was Very Valid and Very Important.
The Radio Demon is utterly unaffected by the location in which he finds himself in or by the state of undress he finds Lucifer. Even if there's the peek of snowy white thighs or a smooth chest under the fluffy yellow fabric he was wearing. No, no. He needed to focus his energies on what was most important. ]
I know>/i> that you did something to me, Lucifer. [ He didn't want to, not after he still felt the afterburn of touch on his shoulders, but he didn't want Lucifer scurrying away and attempting to escape his wrath, so he grabs the front of the yellow robe to keep the other in place. ] I can feel things. Things I should only be able to experience when I go into rut. [ Too angry to realize his slip of the tongue, he yanks the demon off his feet by the front of his robe. ] You cursed me with something. Take it. Off.
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The Radio Demon is utterly unaffected by the location in which he finds himself in or by the state of undress he finds Lucifer. Even if there's the peek of snowy white thighs or a smooth chest under the fluffy yellow fabric he was wearing. No, no. He needed to focus his energies on what was most important. ]
I know>/i> that you did something to me, Lucifer. [ He didn't want to, not after he still felt the afterburn of touch on his shoulders, but he didn't want Lucifer scurrying away and attempting to escape his wrath, so he grabs the front of the yellow robe to keep the other in place. ] I can feel things. Things I should only be able to experience when I go into rut. [ Too angry to realize his slip of the tongue, he yanks the demon off his feet by the front of his robe. ] You cursed me with something. Take it. Off.