[Angel's in the midst of typing back when he is once again startled by Alastor materializing out of fucking nowhere, dropping the phone in surprise and flinching. He points a finger at the grinning Overlord]
I'm gettin' yah a bell! Fuck- [He laughs though, clearly not all that bothered. Eventually he'll stop being surprised by it.]
Watchin' huh? Finally figured out what does it for yah?
Would that not only add to the terror when you hear the sound of bells in the shadows upon my approach, darling? [ Then again.... ]
Oh, I have always enjoyed watching others indulge in my shadow. I find it quite fascinating. Plus it will shut the thing up for a spell. [ As he speaks, he moves over to the nearest chair and brushes any nonexistent dust from the seat before sitting down with legs crossed. ] You may not be able to understand it, but I can, and all it has whined about is wanting to taste you.
[Angel's pointed silence while he considers that probably means that he regrets putting that out into the world.]
Baby, Daddy's got a friend ova', go on. [He nods at Fat Nuggets who obediently climbs down off the bed and trots off into the bathroom. Angel sits up and smirks, maybe preening a little that he can apparently turn on even whatever Al's shadow is.]
Well who am I to deny it a taste? It can have as much of me as it wants~
[ He can save the bell idea for another day. A day in which he desires to instill a new type of terror within the others. For now, Alastor sets his staff aside and folds his hands on crossed knees as he unleashes his shadow from the darkness it was contained in. ]
I do hope you do not regret your words, darling. It has been quite eager for you.
[ The creature forms itself into a three dimensional shape, mirroring its master exactly save for the jagged, branching antlers atop its head. It doesn't hesitate to grab the Sinner's thighs and push them apart so that it can slot itself right between those long, lovely legs of his. ]
Do be easy with him. I intend to keep him around for some time. [ Alastor tells his shadow as its hands find Angel's chest next to grab twin handfuls to fondle and explore the soft fur there. ]
[Angel laughs, at least until he seems for himself just how eager it really is. And hell, he's not going to complain, legs easily falling aside to make space for the shadow at that push.]
It ain't shy~
[And Angel doesn't mind one bit, his own fingers curious to feel up the shadow, eyes flitting to Alastor to watch his reaction.]
It true, you been eager for me? [He purrs at the shadow, sighing softly and squirming.] Gonna make me forget Al's watchin'?
[ The shadow grinned, chittering in delight as it fondled the Sinner's chest before letting its touch wander down along his slender frame. Sadly, the language it spoke was nothing but nonsense to anyone but Alastor, the ancient Eldritch words it knew sounding like gibberish to the more sane minds that heard it.
It nodded in reply to the questions, claws already tearing at Angel's shorts like the spider were a Christmas gift waiting to be opened. As soon as the other's lower half was exposed, it dove in between his legs. ]
Do excuse its enthusiasm. Would you like to hold its leash should it get too... ahead of itself?
[Angel might not understand the chittering, but he can ready the body language well enough, or at least thinks he can.
He groans and resumes the fluff fondling with one set of hands as the shadow moves lower, the other set chasing after the shadow to scritch at those ears. He laughs in surprise at the eagerness was his shorts were torn at. Al wasn't kidding.]
Sh- heh- shit. [He sighs and bites down on his lower lip.] I trust you. [And by extension it.]
[ Hot, wet kisses peppered along Angel's inner thighs, the shadow tasting everywhere but where it was eager to. Shadowy claws stroked and traced the Sinner's sides, dancing along his soft skin and stroking through fur.
From his seat, Alastor was rapt with attention, not wanting to miss a single second of Angel Dust enjoying his shadow. When a set of hands scritch at the creature's ears, his own give a flick as he feels the touch. ]
I am more than delighted to hear that, my dear. [ When the shadow pauses to peer up at the other from below, a question on its shadowy tongue that Alastor interprets. ] It is asking permission to... "eat you out"?
It tends to pick up on the lingo of the current era much more than I do. [ It truly was a reflection of Alastor in so many ways, finding it much easier to accept the changes that came with time's passing. ]
Of course, my dear, not the actual kind. [ He confirms with a wave of his claws to signal to his shadow to continue. The creature pushes Angel's legs up higher, giving it better access to the Sinner's hole to lap a long, shadowy tongue against the ring of muscle. All the while Alastor watched on as if he were watching a particularly engaging show on the picture box in the lobby. ]
Well we got that in common then, don't we? [He flashes a grin at the shadow, and then a teasing one back at Alastor.
Angel's lower set of arms also take hold of his legs, ready to hold them in place should either viewing or active party wish it, and he gives a long shuddering groan.]
[ Alastor merely folded his hands over his lap as he watched his shadow slip its long, tendril-like tongue against Angel's hole. Lapping at the ring of muscle before letting the tip wiggle its way inside the Sinner. Fascination flinted in the Radio Demon's eye as he watched the creature working its tongue deeper and deeper. Thrusting the appendage until its mouth was able to completely slot against the other's backside. ]
Good? [ Alastor asked Angel, eyes flicking to watch the spider's expressions as he was fucked with that tongue. ]
[There's a lot sinners' bodies can accomplish sex wise that a human never could, and Angel thought he'd pretty much run the gamut of new sensations. This is new though. Closest he can conjure in his mind is Val's tongue, but the Shadow feels wholly different. Angel's grip on his legs is bruising, an upper hand trying to hold back his noises before he remembers he's supposed to be putting on a show here and pushes it back to grip his hair instead.]
Y-you're really just g-aa-gonna sit there and- hh- and watch?
[ The being of solid shadow hums and chitters in agreement as its tongue wriggles deep. Exploring every inch that it can as it thrusts the appendage. The show Angel was putting on was most certainly an erotic one, but Alastor wanted to take things further. See just how much it would take to overstimulate the Sinner. ]
For now, yes. I intend to see just how much it takes to break you tonight. This way I know how rough I can be the next time I take you during my rut.
[ Claws flick from his lap, tendrils of darkness emerging from a space just under Angel's pillows to form a pair of tentacles. One curls itself around the spider's chest, fondling the soft fur as the tip seeks out a nipple to flick and tease. Meanwhile, the other curls itself around the base of Angel's cock before the end forms itself into a sucking mouth to engulf the swollen appendage. ]
[He sighs and squirms, biting on his lower lip at that promise of what's to come.]
It takes a l-aah-hh-lot.
[That would've sounded more convincing without the studder, but those tentacles take him by surprise, an assault on his senses as each gets to work. He catches at the tendrils like he means to push them away, squirming but quickly nodding. His body might protest but he wants this.]
Then I look forward to seeing those limits of yours, dear.
[ Fingers twirl and play in the air, a slight, green aura surrounding them as he manipulates the tentacles playing with Angel's squirming body on the bed. The shadow practically moans as it continues to fuck Angel with its tongue, dark eyes watching as the tentacle around the Sinner's cock slurps and sucks with just as much eagerness as the shadow. ]
How about... purple. Can you repeat that for me, Angel? If you want me to stop, say 'purple'.
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.]
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.
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.]
[ 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. ]
[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.
[ 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. ]
[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.]
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. ]
[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.]
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I'm gettin' yah a bell! Fuck- [He laughs though, clearly not all that bothered. Eventually he'll stop being surprised by it.]
Watchin' huh? Finally figured out what does it for yah?
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Oh, I have always enjoyed watching others indulge in my shadow. I find it quite fascinating. Plus it will shut the thing up for a spell. [ As he speaks, he moves over to the nearest chair and brushes any nonexistent dust from the seat before sitting down with legs crossed. ] You may not be able to understand it, but I can, and all it has whined about is wanting to taste you.
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Baby, Daddy's got a friend ova', go on. [He nods at Fat Nuggets who obediently climbs down off the bed and trots off into the bathroom. Angel sits up and smirks, maybe preening a little that he can apparently turn on even whatever Al's shadow is.]
Well who am I to deny it a taste? It can have as much of me as it wants~
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I do hope you do not regret your words, darling. It has been quite eager for you.
[ The creature forms itself into a three dimensional shape, mirroring its master exactly save for the jagged, branching antlers atop its head. It doesn't hesitate to grab the Sinner's thighs and push them apart so that it can slot itself right between those long, lovely legs of his. ]
Do be easy with him. I intend to keep him around for some time. [ Alastor tells his shadow as its hands find Angel's chest next to grab twin handfuls to fondle and explore the soft fur there. ]
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It ain't shy~
[And Angel doesn't mind one bit, his own fingers curious to feel up the shadow, eyes flitting to Alastor to watch his reaction.]
It true, you been eager for me? [He purrs at the shadow, sighing softly and squirming.] Gonna make me forget Al's watchin'?
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[ The shadow grinned, chittering in delight as it fondled the Sinner's chest before letting its touch wander down along his slender frame. Sadly, the language it spoke was nothing but nonsense to anyone but Alastor, the ancient Eldritch words it knew sounding like gibberish to the more sane minds that heard it.
It nodded in reply to the questions, claws already tearing at Angel's shorts like the spider were a Christmas gift waiting to be opened. As soon as the other's lower half was exposed, it dove in between his legs. ]
Do excuse its enthusiasm. Would you like to hold its leash should it get too... ahead of itself?
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He groans and resumes the fluff fondling with one set of hands as the shadow moves lower, the other set chasing after the shadow to scritch at those ears. He laughs in surprise at the eagerness was his shorts were torn at. Al wasn't kidding.]
Sh- heh- shit. [He sighs and bites down on his lower lip.] I trust you. [And by extension it.]
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From his seat, Alastor was rapt with attention, not wanting to miss a single second of Angel Dust enjoying his shadow. When a set of hands scritch at the creature's ears, his own give a flick as he feels the touch. ]
I am more than delighted to hear that, my dear. [ When the shadow pauses to peer up at the other from below, a question on its shadowy tongue that Alastor interprets. ] It is asking permission to... "eat you out"?
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Does it talk like it ain't stuck in the past? Or is that you tryin' to appeal my modern sensibilities?
[Either way- both shadow and Alastor get an enthusiastic nod. Belatedly it does occur for him to quickly check-] The sexy kind, not the actual kind.
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Of course, my dear, not the actual kind. [ He confirms with a wave of his claws to signal to his shadow to continue. The creature pushes Angel's legs up higher, giving it better access to the Sinner's hole to lap a long, shadowy tongue against the ring of muscle. All the while Alastor watched on as if he were watching a particularly engaging show on the picture box in the lobby. ]
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Angel's lower set of arms also take hold of his legs, ready to hold them in place should either viewing or active party wish it, and he gives a long shuddering groan.]
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Good? [ Alastor asked Angel, eyes flicking to watch the spider's expressions as he was fucked with that tongue. ]
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[There's a lot sinners' bodies can accomplish sex wise that a human never could, and Angel thought he'd pretty much run the gamut of new sensations. This is new though. Closest he can conjure in his mind is Val's tongue, but the Shadow feels wholly different. Angel's grip on his legs is bruising, an upper hand trying to hold back his noises before he remembers he's supposed to be putting on a show here and pushes it back to grip his hair instead.]
Y-you're really just g-aa-gonna sit there and- hh- and watch?
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[ The being of solid shadow hums and chitters in agreement as its tongue wriggles deep. Exploring every inch that it can as it thrusts the appendage. The show Angel was putting on was most certainly an erotic one, but Alastor wanted to take things further. See just how much it would take to overstimulate the Sinner. ]
For now, yes. I intend to see just how much it takes to break you tonight. This way I know how rough I can be the next time I take you during my rut.
[ Claws flick from his lap, tendrils of darkness emerging from a space just under Angel's pillows to form a pair of tentacles. One curls itself around the spider's chest, fondling the soft fur as the tip seeks out a nipple to flick and tease. Meanwhile, the other curls itself around the base of Angel's cock before the end forms itself into a sucking mouth to engulf the swollen appendage. ]
Do we need a safe word, my dear?
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[He sighs and squirms, biting on his lower lip at that promise of what's to come.]
It takes a l-aah-hh-lot.
[That would've sounded more convincing without the studder, but those tentacles take him by surprise, an assault on his senses as each gets to work. He catches at the tendrils like he means to push them away, squirming but quickly nodding. His body might protest but he wants this.]
Please- yy- you pick it. fuck
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[ Fingers twirl and play in the air, a slight, green aura surrounding them as he manipulates the tentacles playing with Angel's squirming body on the bed. The shadow practically moans as it continues to fuck Angel with its tongue, dark eyes watching as the tentacle around the Sinner's cock slurps and sucks with just as much eagerness as the shadow. ]
How about... purple. Can you repeat that for me, Angel? If you want me to stop, say 'purple'.
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Fuck Al-
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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. ]
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He squirms and bucks and when he's sure he can't last another second his eyes seek out Alastor, silently begging permission.
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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.
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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. ]
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Is it all for me?~
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