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How I Met Your Father. Epilogue [Appleradio, Radioapple]

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Lucifer finished applying make up exactly how he liked it and came out the bathroom, giggling. Alastor was already bathed, dressed and ready to come out at any moment, waiting for him as he read a book on his favorite seat near the chimney. Upon the twitching of his ears, he lifted his gaze and watched as Lucifer showed off the new dress he had conjured around himself.

A slutty tight blue one that looked almost black, with a wide boob windows to show off his cleavage at all times. To finalize the outfit, a purple boa over his shoulder. His pink hair was arranged on a tall ponytail that brushed against his small bat wings. He smiled with his newly finished black shiny lips.

"What do you think?" asked, making his voice come out high pitch one, almost like a chipmunk. "I saw it the other day online and thought, hey, Honey could wear that! It's exactly her style!"

"I can't deny that" Alastor send one of his tentacles to put the book back to it's place on the library and walked to Lucifer, taking one of his hands as he made him twirl, seeing every portion of his new chubby hot pink body. "Isn't a little too on the nose, my love?"

"That is the idea!" Lucifer locked his fingers with the hand of his husband, tiltind his head. "You said you felt like having her today."

"I did say that" said Alastor, holding up his hand and inclining a bit to kiss the backside. His thumb ran over the tiny delicate hand. Lucifer noticed the finger running over the absent wedding ring and almost bite his lip not to say anything about it. If he did, it could potentially ruin the entire night and that was the last he wanted. "I was just thinking of all the men I will have to punish for thinking you would look better without it."

"Oh?" Lucifer arched an eyebrow, taking his hand back to cup the cheek of Alastor. His tail swished behind him. "Would you be one of those men to think that way, babe?"

"Well, no" Alastor said simply, both his hand rubbing his sides. His forearm merely brushed against the considerable breast of Honey and Lucifer had a slight shiver down his spine. Oh, it had been too long since he took this form out to play, way too long. "If I want to see such a vision, I only have to ask nicely and hope my Honey feels generous that night. I don't have to waste my time in fantasies when I already have the real thing. Clothes or no clothes, it's always a pleasure to see her."

"That is right" Lucifer nodded, locking his arms around the neck of the radio demon. "And Honey doesn't want anyone else to see her like that anyway. She dress like it, but in reality she only wants to catch the eye of one single demon. A big tall handsome one obssesed with the color red."

Alastor, dressed up on a new red shirt over a different shade of red pants, chuckled at that.

"What if she already has his eyes, dear?" asked, his hand falling easily into the chubby waist of his other form. Everything about Honey was soft and cushy, inviting, like the best pillow anyone could ever dream to sleep on. "What would Honey do then?"

"Mmm. I guess she will have to test it out then" Lucifer kissed the corner of his smile and slipped his tongue over the lip until finding the center of his mouth and gave him a chaste kiss. "Make sure that it stays that way. Keep it interesting so he doesn't get bored."

"You offend me, my love" purred Alastor, kissing his forehead and brushing his bangs back. Lucifer had the sudden urge to take those fingers into his mouth and suck them up, just to see the look of surprise on Alastor. "I would never get bored of this."

Lucifer made a little whiny noise. Why did he have to look so good on a ponytail? So composed, so well put together? It made him want to make a mess out of him, but it was too early on the night for that.

"Okay, enough playing around" decided, breaking character and slipping into his real voice. He took one of the hands of Alastor and hold it on his, closing his eyes a moment to get into it. Plastering a happy smile, he spoke again. "Alastor, you look positively gorgeous tonight. Where do you plan to take to take me, sweetheart?"

Alastor took the cue, straighten up his jacket and offering his arm for Honey to cling to, which of course she did with a little giggle. The small gestures of old fashioned gentleman manners from Alastor got Honey in the moon, they were her favorite thing about dating the dangerous radio demon. One of the many that Lucifer had included on her profile.

"I was thinking on that place called Pitball near the center of the city. Do you remember it, doll?"

"The one that is really, really tall?" asked Honey, his eyes twinkling. It was always fun to see Alastor throwing guys out of the balcony, mostly because Alastor could see the fall and laugh when they inevitable splashed against the concrete.

"That one exactly" Alastor flashed a big smile as one of his tentacles open up the door.

On the two months since Alastor had returned to hell, his room had adquired a lot more color since then. Not only the chimney with a perpetual green fire, but the bayou where they usually took breakfast and many of their family pictures decorated the walls along with his own sketches for future duckies or toys to make. Finally the place wasn't looking so deserted and abandoned, even if, ironically enough, they were spending a lot less time on it. Who knew that actually helping out with an hotel could take work sometimes?

"Oh, I like the drinks there!" commented Honey, grinning with a double meaning. The bar being close to the center of the City meant that it gathered a lot of wealthy clients. People were used to get their way one way or another, no matter how much someone said no. A perfect recipe for a good time if one counted with the right companion. "And the music is usually nice to dance too!"

"Indeed, I thought so too" Alastor kept the door of the elevator open for him and close it once they were inside.

Honey clinged to his arm, making a not so subtle motion of rubbing his tits against the arm.

"Love" warned Alastor, but there was a note of humor in his voice. "Don't get greedy."

"It's your fault, you know" pouted Honey, puckering out his full lips. "You have been dating too much with that blue handsome demon and leaving me to wait your call. I missed you too, sweetie. I missed your touch."

Alastor arched an eyebrow. Lucifer was really hoping he wouldn't go for the easy "are you jelous about yourself" reply. That would ruin the immersion and although it wouldn't break it, it was always more fun when both players knew their rules without being told to.

"We only went on a pair of dates" pointed out Alastor. His claws brushed against the curvature of his chest, ever so slightly gracing the nipple underneath because Honey didn't even thought of wearing bra. Lucifer had actually tried to buy ones and none of them fit him or were comfortable enough to bother. "Hardly I would qualify that as too much, dear."

No, it wasn't. Usually he wouldn't ever bring up the dates with his other forms on any of their nights together, but the last two had been more annoying that he had ever cared to admit. Not the dates themselves, but how Alastor had taken to keep making him believe that was the night of his proposal. On the first one since he came back, Alastor had gone to his knees on their private corner and Alejando was ready to say yes on the spot. Only to turn out that he was picking up his monocle from the floor. Alastor had noticed everything and asked teasingly if he was expecting for something else. The second date, suddenly turn out that Alastor had some dirt on his shoe that he absolutely had to take care of by kneeling and then stand up as if nothing happened.

It wasn't limited to those dates either, that would have been too merciful. Time and time again, whenever Lucifer thought he would make the question, Alastor kept turning it around so it was nothing and every time Lucifer had to pretend he didn't care. Bury the dissapointment and the yes he wanted to scream from deep within his chest.

A part of him almost admired the hilarity of the situation. They have been married already, so one would think that the possibility of marrying again would be nothing but a mere formality, something esy to take care of and move on. And yet, he kept waiting for Alastor to take that step as if something terribly important depended on it. What exactly, he had no clue.

It was a stupid idea, but a idea that kept coming back to him and no doubt Alastor was perfectly aware of to keep using against him. The worst part was that, intentionally or not, the continuos prank was making him wait for the next day with a new excitement he didn't had in what seemed a long time. Maybe that day would be the one. The one where Alastor would have his whole speech prepared, present him with a temporary ring and put it on his finger with a promise that added to the many others they kept. If it wasn't, then there was always another tomorrow to look forward to. It was easier to get out of bed if he thought that Alastor wouldn't propose him if he stayed there.

That night, though, he didn't want to think of that. Alastor had wanted to take out Honey and Honey would be with him. Honey was a single mom of a beautiful baby girl she loved to gush to whoever would hear her, but marriage wasn't even a thought on her mind. To her just being around someone she liked was more than enough, without any other expectation but having a good time together. She had been hurt before so she knew what a bad partner was, making her ever the more grateful when she found one that treated her as she deserved.

"I still waited" said, squeezing the arm between his tits. Playing up the clingy side a little, but not too much, always played straight into Alastor's need to be the center of the universe. A small treat he didn't mind giving him. "I wanted to go out too, you meanie. I have been so lonely without your smile around."

"You did? Poor thing" Alastor chuckled and kissed his cheek, patting the hand gripping him. "Well, tonight is all yours, darling, and I don't plan to make you even think about nothing else but us."

Honey giggled and kept close, breathing the cologne Alastor was wearing for tonight. A delicate one that reminded him to a fire in a forest that rain couldn't keep quiet. Honey was just enjoying the attention however she could get it. Honey was a nice simple succubus with nice simple desires. A joy to be around with and be. He would get into his role and just let the night happen however it had to happen. If it happened, great, but if not, then that was okay too. That sounded like a feasible thing to do.

When the doors of the elevator opened up and they walked to the lobby, locking hand, Charlie had just entered with a tray full of snacks. She offered it first to Vaggie, who was making sure everyone had their own cup to drink, and then to Emily sat at the couch, scrolling away on her new obtained phone.

Lucifer had been frankly impressed with how well she was adapting to her life in hell. She still got shocked and disgusted by something or someone whenever she came out of the hotel, but everyday was a little bit less. The expected attacks of homesickness for heaven were becoming all the more rare.

Ever since finding out there was a library financed by the Goetia, she returned from there with a new book to devour and learn more about her new home almost everyday. Lucifer was almost sure that at that point she probably knew as much as he did, if not more, about the realm.

Learning something new seemed to be her cup of tea, so of course he encouraged it even more by giving her all the books she could want. More so after showing her the official adoption papers that would make her a recognizable Morningstar for the rest of hell. They were mostly a safety precaution so other demons wouldn't even dare to mess with her for fear of having the royal family against them. The sins had welcomed her to the family with the same warmth as they would have for any other hellborn, not minding at all where she came from.

Despite Emily being much older, Charlie took on her role as a big sister seriously by helping her out as much she could and Vaggie didn't took long either to accept her as a friend she could talk to on the regular. It wasn't all that easy all the time and Lucifer would have never expected that. But for whatever memory of Heavne that sometimes plagued her or any residual feeling of guilt or shame, there was more often than not someone willing to take her mind out of thing and get her back on her cheery disposition.

That night the bonding activity for the residents that Charlie had cooked up was a sleepover, which explained why everyone was on their pajamas and there was so many pillows and blankets around the couch area. A pile of boardgames was nearby waiting to be used as Husk prepared the white screen for them to project a movie.

"Hot, hot, hot!" announced Sir Pentious, bringing another tray with small bites of pizza to grab.

He reserved a especially cheesy one, slapping away the hand of anyone who tried to take it, to offer it to Cherri working on the projector.

Charlie put the tray on a small table and lifted her head, just in time to seeing her parents descend from it. Way too many times she had seen Honey already to be in any shock from that. To her not even the revealing clothing was an issue anymore because it was all part of the same disguise.

It wasn't the same for the other residents who haven't seen him like that before. Sir Pentious instantly averted his eyes as his boob window was going to shoot lasers anytime. Angel whistled appreciatevely.

"Oh, papa, are you going out already?" asked Charlie, after glaring at him. "The driver was waiting outside."

"Yep!" said Lucifer, regaining his natural voice for his daughter. It was just second nature to do it. "I will still have my phone on me, duckling, so if you need anything…"

"I will call you" finalized Charlie and gave him a squeeze when Lucifer reached to hug her. "Have fun, okay? But not too much fun."

They never shared the details of their dates. Charlie never asked either, and yet, she still was compelled to give them the same request. Whatever she didn't know couldn't hurt her, had decided Lucifer time ago.

Emily gasped and went out to see them go. Her own pajama was the duckie filled one that Lucifer had bough for her and he couldn't help to beam with pride at how unquestionable adorable she looked on it. Alastor had gotten her a deer themed one too, but that one was a little too warm for that night.

"You both look amazing" she commented, smiling up to Alastor. At the small nod of Alastor's head, granting her permission, Emily hugged him. They both had gotten better at the physical contact, receiving it or giving it, even if Emily still couldn't quite address them as parents yet. She never had parents before so it was hard get used to the mere concept. "In case I don't see you later. I have never been to a sleepover before, I am so excited!"

"The idea is that you stay up all night, sweetie" commented Lucifer, extending his arms with a pout that only Emily's hug could cure. He squeezed her some more until she started laughing softly and only then let go, addressing everyone else. "Everyone be nice to my little girls and don't do any pranks tonight, alright? I am looking at you, Angel!"

"Me? I wasn't planning to do anything" Angel smirked, popping up another snack into his mouth, sitting with Fat Nuggets on his lap. "But if I did, that would only be because that is what you are supposed to do in sleepovers. And Emily here surely would want the full experience, don't you, Sunshine?"

"Well, if it's part of the tradition on these events…" said Emily with a shrug and half smile, but Lucifer wasn't going to have it.

"No, nope. Everyone play nice!" insisted, putting his hand on his new hips. "Vaggie, you are in charge of keeping everything in order here."

"Sí, señor" accepted Vaggie, saluting.

The serious tone of her voice was quickly diminished by her amused smile. They had progressed from her calling him sir to señor now. Lucifer had no idea if that was truly progress or her just finding another title to avoid using his name, but dedicated her a small pout all the same. Someday she would get her.

"We are not teenagers, papa" said Charlie with a slight blush. "It will be fine."

"You could be a thousand years old and you are still going to be my duckling" declared Lucifer like it was the only truth worth knowing in the universe. He flapped his bat wings to kiss her cheek. "You too have a good time, sweetie."

Charlie nodded and giggled when Alastor gave her a kiss on her other cheek, giving her arm a squeeze before he followed Lucifer. Their driver was waiting for them in a white limo, which was their usual one but turned white to appear different, parked in front of the hotel. After presenting himself and indicating their destination, Alastor went on to hold the door open for Honey to slide in, only to traslate to Alastor's lap when the demon sat himself.

"Comfortable, dear?" asked Alastor as soon they started moving.

"Not yet" said Lucifer, turning around to straddle Alastor and then plop against him, nuzzling his face against the chest fluff through the fabric. Only then he exhaled heavily, relaxing. "Now we are talking."

Alastor wrapped his arms lazily around him. Lucifer's tail swinged content when he could feel the sharp claws of his husband move slowly on the space between his wings, that twitched ever so slightly. The backless area of his dress finished right at the point his tail started, giving Alastor plenty liberty to touch his skin up and down with no rush at all, enjoying of the tiny responses that could get out of him.

Lucifer kissed his clavicle, exposed barely by one button left open, but didn't went any further. Alastor let his chin rest on top of his head, between the small black horns of Honey, without looking more either. They had all night to do everything they wanted. The whole eternity actually. There was time to just enjoy the warm of his body against his, even though the fabric, the smell of his skin and the gentle, soft grumbling of white noise coming out of his center. All so distinctively, irrevocably Alastor with all the safety and comfort that it entailed, that he almost regretted when the limo stopped.

"Are you sure we can't just stay here?" asked, curling his tail around Alastor's wrist, knowing full well that wasn't the plan.

Alastor smirked, taking the extreme of the thin tail to brush his lips against the heart at the center.

"Nope" said simply, patting his back.

Lucifer sighed and cleared his throat, getting his Honey voice back. He kissed Alastor briefly and exhibited his pointy fangs in a wide smile.

"Showtime, sweetie!" He winked an eye as one black tentacle open up the door and Alastor came out first, taking his hand out to help him out.

The entrance of the club was heavily guarded with a large line of demons waiting to enter. Alastor just had to flash a smile to the bouncer for him immediately let them in.

"Oh, so impressive" cooed Honey, hanging from his arm. The few other people that were coming inside with them stepped aside, making sure to keep a considerable distance. Honey could feel their looks over her body, but they were quick and guilty ones, nothing worth noting. When they came into the elevator, they were the only ones there despite having the capacity for an entire group of 8. "Nobody messed with the radio demon before, but now no one even wants to try with the new King of Overlords. I feel so honoured that someone of your position decided to take along little old me" added with a chuckle.

"The pleasure is all mine, dear" Alastor beemed, not bothering to hide how much he liked the live terror that his mere presence caused now.

If Lucifer had known how much fun it could be, he would have proposed the new role ages ago, but he was aware that Alastor would have never accepted it if not for his own strenght. That was part of the reason why nobody was supposed to know about their real relationship, the one neither of them said outloud. Being defended by his husband in times of crisis could be alluring sometimes, but relying on it exclusively to gain respect was humilliating. Alastor now had earned command the attention he always wanted and Honey thought he looked all the more adorable for it.

"So" started Honey, purring against him "how it's going to be tonight, love? Am I going to be the helpless drunk Honey, the flirty Honey or maybe just want to dance to see what happens?"

"I feel on the mood to improvise" Alastor tilted his head, his smile flashing a dangerous tone for a second. Honey never missed those, they all stayed intrinstically tied on her memory as a reminder for what would come. "Considering the line outside, tonight seems it's going to be a busy one, darling. We will have no shortage of options to go through."

Lucifer relaxed a bit with that. If Alastor really only wanted to play, then he didn't have to concern himself with the possibility of a proposal or not. He could just play with his role. Honey was just a fun girl anyway, not really wife material for a man such as Alastor.

"If that is what my Overlord King wants" cooed Honey.

"You misunderstood, love" Alastor elevated her chin gently, so she would look into his red eyes. "It's what we want. The date of a king should indulge on her own desires as well. What is the point of dating a king then?"

"Mmm, I feel you wouldn't need dating any king to just do whatever you want" pointed out Honey with a little bit of Lucifer on her smile. Alastor arched an eyebrow, not disagreeing. She giggled with a shrug. "But if you said so, sweetheart."

Alastor perked up more when the elevator finally stopped and the doors opened up automatically. He walked inside and as soon as he did, every security camera exploded from the inside all at once. If anyone was casually taking pictures on any vecinity to their direction, their phones now were going to be completely useless.

Honey appreciated that the cameras themselves haven't exploded in such a way that caught fire and activated any potential smoke alarm, like on the first date when Alastor returned home. Now, instead, they just exhaled a little line of smoke from it's circuts getting instantly fried. A subtle work, but effective.

"Good job" murmured Lucifer, giving him a subtle nudge with his hips.

"Did you say anything, Honey?" Alastor smiled bigger, returning the movement on his direction, emphasizing the name. "I couldn't hear you because of the music."

"I said you look cute" pouted Honey, floating to kiss his cheek and grab his hand, taking him to the dance floor. "How did you know that cute men are my weakness?"

"Not a word people often associate with me" commented Alastor, following her along as most club goes made way for them as soon they recognized him.

That happened a lot more frequently after Vox had made his announcement with images of him taken by his drone, associating him with the nervous manic energy of the man as he relied everything Alastor had told him. He would hate to admit it, which is why he was never going to plan to do it, but letting the picture box show present him to the rest of hell had a much bigger and quick impact that he would have if he had stuck to radio only to start his broadcast like nothing happened. Ever since then, he did got a tone of new listeners too. Souls that were too curious to know more about him, aspiring to be overlord or overlords themselves wanting to know the competition.

Those that had a immediate rejection to his self acclaimed position had already being dealt with and their deaths transmitted for everyone to hear. It was almost like good old times before TV became so popular in Hell and Alastor was absolutely radiant about it. With such a beeming aura about him, it made it all the more easier to take all the looks and attention over her body without becoming self conscious about it. That is what they were supposed to be doing anyway. First look at the dangerous man she was with and then the literal eye candy with him. Neither of them could even hope to defeat the King of Overlords in a battle, but maybe their own insignificance could make them feel compelled to try to win over his date. At least, that is what they were counting for.

"Well, I have better eyes than everyone else then" commented Honey with a giggle, landing on the floor, balancing their hands joined together. "Show me a good time, darling" added with a wink.

Alastor grinned and tilted his head to the left. The music that was sounding on the speakers let out a brief record scratching noise, completely digitally, and changed into another song. Lucifer laughed out loud at recognizing it. One of the very first songs they ever danced together after marrying, when Alastor prepared a whole club on his palace because he found it impossible to get out, but still very much wanted the experience of dating like any normal couple.

"Oh, did you know this one, love?" asked Alastor, moving his feet and going forward as Honey adapted, swinging her hips. "I didn't know that your tastes were so diverse. Color me surprised."

"Oh, my grandpa used to listen to it" teased Honey with a toothy smile. "I guess that is what I get for going out with an older gentleman."

"Good taste is timeless, my dear" Alastor lifted her off the floor, bringing her with him as they turn in a circle and then pull her out to the full extend of his arm. "I even sometimes like things from before my time as testament of it. From way before I was born in Earth. Things so old they have been practically forgotten, with a golden shine that never dies."

"Oh, yeah?" Honey arched an eyebrow and Alastor chuckled, kissing it.

"I almost prefer it that way" commented, twirling her around and bring her over again against his chest. "Not everyone can appreciate a true classic."

Honey laughed at that, her blush turning her cheek on a darker pink than they were. The ability of Alastor to say an insult like a compliment and compliments like insults was something to admire.

"You do have such good eye, my sweet king" smiled Honey and hang from his neck as they twirled, talking to his ear, where no one could her. "What would you do if someone else happened to appreciate the same old things as you?"

"Rip their eyes out, of course" laughed Alastor. Still dancing, Honey knew he was taking notice of who was looking at him and who looked at his date, but his sight always returned at her. "And then fed them to my love."

Honey squealed, her feet light and the flapping of her wings too happy to care about the looks over her short skirt, the following of her curves, the thoughts that came accompanied with them. When the song finalized, Alastor let it come back to the previous selection with a simple head gesture and kissed the hand of a seemingly breathless Honey. She casually pushed the skirt of her dress down her thigh, even though it had stayed at the same level the entire time. Just in case someone else still haven't noticed.

"Something to refresh your throat, darling?"

"Oh, yes" said Honey, when suddenly a high pitch voice could be heard over the music.

"Is that you, Honey? Baby girl, where you have been? I haven't seen you in ages!"

Lucifer took a deep breath as another tall succubus came to them, with her own drink on hand. Honey regarded her with a smile.

"Alastor, nice to see you too" greeted the succubus, trying to give him a kiss on the cheek, but Alastor was faster on taking her hand and leaving a quicker one there. "Oh, come on, I wasn't going to feed off that!" She laughed, making a dismissive hand wave with a shrug. "Still so old fashioned! How is the King life treating you?"

"Wonderfully, dear. Never been better" Alastor's smile was as polite as ever, as he turned to Honey. "My love, you two can catch up while I go bring us some drinks."

"Oh, totally. Honey, baby, you have to come with us!"

That was the bad thing of choosing a succubus as another form, a detail that Lucifer didn't remember until it was too late. Succubus were naturally sociable with each other and it was weird not seeing them in big groups of friends. So whenever Honey came out, there was that exact risk of another one either recognizing her or wanting to talk with her. Not out of a desire to feed, but just to be among their own. They were usually nice and charming, as they had to be for their job, but Lucifer really would have chosen to not deal with socialization he wasn't prepared for beforehand.

As the tall succubus took his arm toward the other side of the club, where another bunch were talking and laughing on a couch, Lucifer tried to keep the smile up and not show his dissapointment. He was hoping this was going to be a thing between himself and Alastor, no one else.

"Hey, bitches, look who I just saw dancing to whatever that music was!"

The other succubus greeted Honey with kisses on the cheek and pats on the back, inviting her to sit with them.

"What the hell kind of music was that?" said another succubus. "Don't tell me that was Alastor?"

"Of course it was, who else?"

"I didn't know he could do that now! Hey, Honey, how strong he has become now? You certainly must know it."

When Lucifer had five pairs of eyes waiting for his response, he swallowed and threw a glance to the bar. He could barely make up the tip of Alastor's ears at the distance. Just because he had gotten better at worrying he was going to die again if he didn't saw him, didn't mean that having him close wasn't still his first choice.

"Oh, yeah, is incredible" said Honey, crossing her legs and pulling on her skirt down again. "You know, he was so strong already, but ever since coming back from the death is like nothing else can compare. He gets so cute when he takes his time too! One time he pulled out the guts of this guy and made him jump on it before choking him with one finger" She giggled, remembering the maniacal laughter of Alastor as he saw the life dissapear from that overlord.

The other succubus looked a bit weirded out, but what else could they expect from someone willing to date the radio demon?

"Yeah, real cute" said the first succubus, reclining over her. "So you don't know either how the whole resurrection happened?"

"Nope" said Honey with ease, shrugging. "He never told me a word. I don't really care either. I am just relieved that he is back. I… I really missed him when he wasn't here."

"You poor thing" offered the succubus at his side, patting her knee. "We didn't see you for so long, we were worried. How are you?"

"Oh, you know, I had my baby to distract me so it wasn't all that bad" Honey saw her hand trembling on her lap and she forced a bigger smiled on her face, hiding it under her leg. If he started talking about those horrible five months, he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to stop himself. "But look, it doesn't matter now. He is back and better than ever! We are recuperating the lost time now. My baby girl was so happy to see him too!"

"Am I crazy or he has gotten hotter too?" asked another succubus, also looking in Alastor's direction. "Like, I don't know, more daddy than usual."

This was another thing about succubus finding each other. To them, just talking about how hot the partner of others were was the same as talking about a painting on the wall. Normally he would understand that and let it go, but tonight that comment was doing something else.

"What do you mean?" asked Honey innocently, burying her manicured nails on the couch.

"No, no, I get it" laughed the tall succubus. "The new title really suits him. I bet he has also changed in bed, hasn't he, sweetie? With all that new power, he must be an entire feast now. Are you sure he still is a big no on the threesome idea?"

"On fourthsome" added another succubus.

"Or… whatever the word is for five" said another.

"Did you all saw his giant demonic form? Now that is a true monster I would like to tackle."

All of them laughed and they weren't being mean, they were just joking around, and Honey would know that and laugh along. She just had to say that no, Alastor haven't changed his mind about that or that she didn't want that and they would let it go for the rest of the night, as easy as that. But Honey wasn't the one who raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

The music on the club stopped. All the music stopped. Mouth stayed still on the middle of phrases. The group of succubus were equally paralyzed, like someone had made a photograph of that moment. Lucifer covered his eyes with his hands and groaned loudly.

"Dear?" asked Alastor, materializing in front of him. "Are you okay?"

"I just need a second" said, taking a deep breath. After a bit, he exhaled again and looked at Alastor, making a hand gesture to the other succubus. "They were talking about fucking you. Again."

"They always do that, love."

"I know" grunted Lucifer, squeezing his brow. "I just don't want to hear it tonight. I don't want to share you. I told them thousands of times already."

Alastor chuckled.

"Did you get jelous for that, my darling?"

"And what if I did?" Lucifer lifted his gaze with a glare and blushed when realizing that Alastor was absolutely delighted with his response. Looking to a side, he sighed again. "I will send them away. Go back where you were."

"Are you sure?" Alastor, still with the same pleased smile, reached out to caress his cheek. Lucifer leaned towards the warm touch. "We could also go home if you don't feel up to it."

"No!" said Lucifer, a bit too quickly. That was exactly the last thing he wanted. He took the hand of Alastor with his and nuzzled his knuckles. "No, babe, I want to stay. I do. Just not with this on top."

"Very well" Alastor inclined to kiss his forehead. He stayed there to add: "I heard some demons in suits talking about you already. You certainly attracted a lot of looks."

"Yeah?" Lucifer grinned. "Should I go to them or wait for them to come for me?"

"They will go to you if they think I am not around" Alastor smiled, lifting his chin. "They might offer you a drink. You know what to do, don't you, darling?"

Lucifer nodded, more calmed down now.

"I got this" said, patting his thighs. "Now move that ass, babe, and let me do my magic."

Alastor laughed, ruffling his pink hair before he summerged into his shadows. Lucifer followed the direction of the black spot. When Alastor appeared again at the bar, on the exact same spot he was before, he send him a thumb up and Lucifer chuckled, sending him a playful wave.

"Alright. I am sorry, girls, today is not your tonight but mine" said, standing up and touching the forehead of every one of the succubus, drawing a golden sigil that quickly got absorbed in their heads. "You are all tired of this club and want to go to the next, to later go home safely in taxis with the money you forgot you had in your pocket. You had a good talk with Honey and have nothing to worry about her. Also, Alastor still wants nothing to do with any of you and only likes Honey. Understood?"

The group of succubus nodded their head slowly in unison. He did feel a bit bad for cutting their fun shortly, but they weren't going to be fans anyway of what Alastor wanted to do. Lucifer lowered his hand, making all of them blink at once, and snapped his finger. Immediately the club regained it's previous life and the tall succubus groaned.

"I am done with this place" commented, finishing her drink and leaving the glass on a table nearby. "What do you all say?

"Yeah, I think I had enough too."

"Totally, there is no good food here."

They all agreed and gave Honey a quick hug, kissing her cheek and wishing her a good night. Honey lamented that they couldn't talk some more. Lucifer conjured up money that almost bursted out of their pockets as he let them go, waving them as she decided to wait.

Once they were all gone, Honey relaxed on the couch, playing with her hair until a demon sat to her side with two glasses. He had a suit, but who knew if it was the same demon Alastor was talking about or another different entirely. Either way, she looked at him up and down with the same welcoming smile. He had already two glasses full on his hands.

"Hey" said the demon.

"Hey" greeted, twirling a strand of hair. "I am sorry, sweetheart, I didn't came alone tonight. Is that glass for me?"

"Oh, I saw" The bird demon grinned. "You looked thirsty and I didn't see your date anywhere, so I thought I could give you a hand. You are too hot to be on your own."

"Oh, I can take care of myself" Honey pouted, putting her hands to a side, in such a way that she squeezed her chest together. The demon wasn't even attempting to be subtle as he stared, licking his beak. "But thank you. You seem like a good catch too. Did you came alone?"

"With some friends. They are there" The demon pointed his chin to another point of the club, a group of demons that were trying and failing to keep tabs on them. When they realized she was staring back, they all smiled and waved on her direction, something that Honey returned with a wink. "Aren't you going to drink? It's going to get warm later."

Lucifer almost rolled his eyes at the total lack of subtly. At least try to make it look more legit, play a little, make it more interesting. But this guy reeked to rich guy used to get everything served on his hand barely doing anything for it, so probably he would see it as a waste of time.

"Oh, I don't know" said Honey, throwing a glance to Alastor that was still at the bar, his back turned to her. "Are you sure you don't prefer to give it to another girl?" offered, even though he wasn't actually going to let him do it. If he did moved on, Lucifer would make him trip to throw whatever he was carrying and later point him for Alastor to find anyway. "I don't know if my date would like it."

"Well, that guy isn't here" The demon bird also looked back for a second before turning with a slightly more tense smile. Honey's jaw squeezed tight. Guy your ass, jackass. That is a king you are talking about. "That is why you should drink it before he comes back. Live a little, baby, there is nothing wrong with that."

"Mmmm" Honey pouted, thinking about it for an entire second before she smiled again. "Okay! I am thirsty. One drink can't hurt, right?"

"Yeah, exactly, cutie" He put the drink on her small hand and didn't drink from his, waiting for her.

Good grief, was he terrible at this. Was this his first time or he had done it so much that he didn't even bother with a good script anymore? Either way, Lucifer wasn't going to feel bad for what happened to him after. Honey drank the entire glass, feeling that distinctive flavor that didn't correspond to the drink alone. She licked her lips and smiled sweetly to him, reaching a hand to caress the feathers that surrounded his face.

"Pretty birdy" cooed.

Only then did the jackass drank his own glass and accomodated expanding his legs.

"Yeah, you liked that, baby? Why don't you come closer so I can hear you better?"

"Oh? Sure, why not" Honey giggled, trusting, sweet Honey as she crawled closer and pressed her breast against his arm. "Oh, you are so strong" She giggled, giving his arm-wing a little squeeze. He wasn't going to have not even the dream of a chance with arms like those. Did his stupid friends put him up to this? Lucifer had to imagine that. That or he was just that stupid. Not that it was going to make any difference anyway. "Would you fly me away if I asked you to with those arms?"

"Babe, I can do so much more for you" The demon chuckled and reached forward to kiss Honey's neck, as she let out small giggles. "Come closer."

"I am close…" said Honey and was surprised when the guy actually lifted her up from the couch to sit on his lap. "Oh" said, as if impressed with his strenght. She smiled, putting her arms around his neck. "Like what? What else can you do for me?" She smiled wider against his shoulder. "Are you going to scream for me? I love it when they scream."

"What did you say?" The jackass must had assume he heard badly, but in any case his hands didn't stopped. From the top of his back went down his spine, but those fucking feathered hands were greedy and quickly went to his ass, squeezing it like there was nothing stopping him from it.

The moment he did that, Lucifer was not surprised when he heard the violent noise of feedback coming from every speaker on the club and the sudden explosion of multiples phones. Honey turned around to see Alastor standing there, his antlers big and his face turning large in mid transformation, mouth drooling with hunger.

"Hey, sweetheart" greeted Honey, smiling sincerely now. "I missed you. He gave me a drink that tasted funny. You were taking long."

"Apologies, dear" The radio dials on Alastor didn't lose sight of the bird demon.

A couple of tentacles coming out from shadows at each side lifted Honey and sat her gently a little away on the couch, patting her head. Honey giggled and gave a kiss to one of the tentacles before they dissapeared again.

"He has his friends there, sweetie" added Honey, pointing at the group with her head.

They all looked paralyzed in place. Two of them moved away from their table and tried to run to the elevator. Without even turning his head, Alastor send tentacles to grab them by their ankles and hang them in the air. The others followed the same fate.

"Thank you, darling" said Alastor, towering over the bird demon as he puts his claws at each side of his feathered head, cracking on the wall behind him. The whole club seemed to be containing their breath all together, as the radio static grew stronger like the growl of a beast at the distance. "Do you have anything to say in your defense?"

"He-e-hey, man, it's okay" said the bird demon, lifting his arm. Everything on him was shacking like a leaf on a storm, even his voice. "She was the one coming on to me, okay? She was begging me for that drink. Maybe you should look at your date first instead of looking at others. I didn't do anything."

"Nuh uh" said Honey, reclining on the sofa.

"Yes, you did, don't you remember? I was just passing along and you begged me to come here" the voice of the demon was turning high pitch as he spoke quicker, like that was going to slip his words faster into Honey's brain to become the absolutely truth.

If that stupid drink had any effect on her, that could have worked. They were, after all, created to make people susceptible to almost any suggestion.

"Nope, I don't remember that" Honey giggled. "You are such a bad liar."

"She started it all, man, look at her."

"He called you guy" added Honey with a pout and this time Alastor did look at her, twisting his neck. "You are not only guy. You are my big bad radio demon and a king. Not guy. He is guy, not you."

A second of silence passed as Alastor looked at her and Lucifer smiled back, pressing his lips together as if to send him a kiss. The static noise became even louder than it was for a instant. Many people covered their ears or their whole heads to try to defend themselves of it, without any result. A few started scurring away to the elevator. On the blink of an eye, Alastor grabbed the demon bird from the neck.

"My little queen has spoken."

That was the start of the massacrer. Honey at first stayed at the couch as she saw it all, conjuring some snacks for herself. Nobody was paying any attention to ask themselves from where she took the snacks anyway, trying to run away from the splashes of blood or viscera that were flying everywhere. The bird demon and his friends begged the entire time, but all of their words and crying fell to deaf ears.

When she finished with the bag of snacks, Honey walked calmly to a nearby trash bag and found a table nearby to sit at, conjuring a sweet drink on a newly made glass to see the whole show.

"Hey" called a demon, who somehow had escaped from the blood, slipping on the seat at her side. "I can bring you a new drink if you want, cutie."

"That is my boyfriend and if you touch me or anyone without consent after tonight, you will be next" having said that, Honey grabbed his tie and brought him down to barely brush her lips against his cheek. A tentacle instantly took the demon away and she waved him goodbye. "He will find you if you respawn and do that shit again!"

Honey took out the little bag with pills she had stolen from the guy and the bird demon, putting them all on his glass to let them melt until they were nothing but black stains at the bottom. At least those weren't going to hurt anyone anymore.

"Hey."

Honey just had time to stare at the new guy for a second before he was also dragged, joining the little espectacle of Alastor. She chuckled to herself. Maybe that one didn't even had pills with him, it didn't mattered to Alastor anymore.

"You look so hot, baby!" encouraged Honey, the static becoming distorted in response. "I love you too!"

She kicked her feet under the table, sighing content as Alastor was finishing to decorate the walls with was left of those guys, as a warning for no one to forget what happened for the rest of the night. Once the static calm down and the music slowly came back, Alastor went back to his original form, fixing his tie. He made his way towards the table of Honey and reached over it to kiss her cheek. He was spotless, except for the traces of blood all over his face.

"Let me" said Honey, pulling up a napkin from her purse to clean him up. Alastor did let her, sitting at the tall chair at her side. "There we go, that is the face I like to see" cooed, taking her chance to kiss him again. Her wings fluttered behind her when he looked back at her with a softer smile. This was the part that she liked the most out of these dates. Not the blood and violence itself, but this, seeing Alastor so relaxed and pleased like a cat under the sun. No matter what he said about how other people percieved her, he looked cute like that. Adorable even. Something she wanted to see the rest of her life in hell. "Did you had fun, sweetie?"

Alastor nodded, lifting up his other hand.

"Can you open this one for me, dear?" said, leaving a severed head on the table. "I think he was hiding another one of those pills, but something got stuck and it won't open."

"Aw, baby, got tired already?" said Honey, incapable of not slipping some teasing note there. She still did opened up the mouth of the head as Alastor was making a gesture for a waiter to come bring him a drink.

One did came rushing to attend him and just as quickly she came, she was away for Alastor to see Honey staring down. The jaw of the deceased gave away easily.

Honey lifted her eyes to him for a second before returning where they were. Not the head, the mouth or the tongue, but specifically the golden ring that was left at the center of the tongue. Honey picked it up with a trembling hand and gasped when realizing that it was definitely real, too solid for it to be her imagination.

"You…" Lucifer looked at Alastor and started laughing, a few tears running down his cheek. "You are so fucking gross."

Alastor grinned wider, taking the ring from her fingers to take her hand, kissing her finger.

"Honey, would you…"

"Yes" said Lucifer and blinked. "Oh, wait, did that ruin that? Sorry, didn't mean to. Try again."

Alastor laughed crinkling his eyes, soft and sincere. Lucifer grabbed to his chair to stop the impulse of jump at him right there. Alastor squeezed her hand between his and did try again.

"Honey, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Lucifer smiled, so big that he could swear it was going to split his face in half, and only after a second did he realized he still haven't said anything.

"Yes" said again. He saw through some new tears Alastor put on the new ring on him. On his favor, the ring wasn't wet with saliva, blood or anything. Alastor must have taken care of completely drying the mouth before pulling that manuever. It was pristine gold with engravings of antlers surrounding an apple that could look as a heart for the majority of peple. "Oh, Alastor" sighed with his Honey voice, now floating from his chair to the other to hug him tighter, pespering kisses all over his face. "I was so nervous. You dick."

"I know" Alastor hugged him back, accomodating him better.

"Asshole" Honey found his mouth and kissed it over and over, running her fingers through his hair. "I love you."

"I love you too" Alastor whispered on her ear and she perked up.

The small gathering of people around that were close enough to see what happened applauded. Alastor growled at them, but that didn't stopped the staring. Lucifer grabbed to his shirt with tense hands, suddenly way too aware of all the eyes on them.

"Congratulations, sir! Here is your drink, courtesy of the…" said the waiter, not even finishing the sentence before one of the tentacles grabbed the drink before darnkness pulled them away from them.

When he saw light again, Lucifer realized they were at the superior level of the club, on a couch. Up there the majority of people were minding their own business, either fucking on the side or high enough to reach Heaven on their own.

"Thank you" murmured, relaxing again.

"No problem" Alastor kissed his temple.

Lucifer breathed in and out a couple of times to clear his mind. He contemplated his hand, the one with the ring that wasn't really his.

"Wait, I am confused" said, lifting up his eyes. "Why did you wait until I was Honey?"

"Because Honey is untraceable" Alastor explained, brushing his pink hair gently. "I can talk about my wife all day long and they could never use her against me, because they don't know who she is. Don't get me wrong, darling. I still think the secret is important" added, taking the pink hand to kiss it the ring. "But I really liked to say my husband outloud without concerning myself with who could be hearing. I can even talk about my beautiful little fawn and people won't think of Charlie thanks to your backstory."

"But I am your wife" pointed out Lucifer.

"And husband" added Alastor. "I am marrying Alejando too. And Lucifer" said, looking to kiss his lips before he could make any more questions. "And every other facet of you you ever want to make. I want everyone to know they are all mine, every single one of them. There is no rules against polygamy here in hell so nobody will care."

"But we are having one wedding, right?" Lucifer tigthen up his lips when Alastor just looked at him with a half lid blank stare as a response. "You are the one who is talking about marrying multiple people, it's a valid question!"

Alastor sighed.

"Yes, one wedding is enough, love" said with the same tone he would have for a not so brilliant child.

"Dick" Lucifer huffed as he laid against Alastor. A smile spread across his face as he saw the ring. His hand finally felt complete again..

When they returned to the hotel, everyone had already succumbed to slumber on top of the bunch of mattress they had prepared around the couch. Only Niffty was sleeping on top of that one, turning and rolling in her sleep as she muttered about stabbing things. Alastor put her weighed blanket on top of her, that had slipped to the floor, and that seemed to finally calm her down.

"Aww, so cute" commented Lucifer, back on his original form, floating above everyone to cover them up with their respective blankets as well. When he came to Charlie and Emily, he smiled at seeing the duckie hairclip still on their heads. They still weren't trending in Hell, but someday perhaps, if they kept using them. He took them out carefully to put them on the table.

"Mmm" came out a soft murmur as Emily opened up an eye, feeling the movement between her hair. "Lucifer? Alastor?"

"Yes, dear?" asked Alastor, lifting her blanket with tnetacles until under her chin.

"I was just resting my eyes a little" said Emily, moving her head lazily to change position, eyes closed again. Lucifer took her phone laying at her side to put it on the table, next to the duckies. "I was the last to sleep… Did I win the sleepover?"

"Yes, of course" said Lucifer, inclining to kiss her forehead. "Tomorrow you can have anything you want for breakfast as a reward."

"Yay…" Emily yawned, curling up around herself. "Good night, you two."

"Good night, dear" Alastor turned off the last lights that were on in the lobby and Lucifer disconnected the projector, leaving them in total darkness.

They still made their way back to their room. Tomorrow they could announce the proposal properly.

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androgynousblackbox · 9 months ago

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Welcome to Hazbin Vale. 6 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2qk6VZokx0 Song on the background] "Greetings, everyone, good morning to all of you. Apologies for the late broadcast, there was a sudden issue I had to take care of that couldn't wait. Now thankfully it's all sorted out now so there is no need to talk more about it.

In fact, the less we talk about it all the better. If we can just pretend that never happened at all that would be just peachy. I am a profesional after all. A profesional who would never mix up personal affairs into his job.

Absolutely not. You all can trust on that.

But why dwell on nonsense when we can start the day at last? I hope our selection of music while you were waiting on your dear radio host was at the very least tolerable for all of our listeners. I didn't choose any of it so I can only hope. If they are any like the music that is on the background right now, then probably you all didn't had such a bad time.

Good. I am glad for that.

And the issue that is totally sorted out and that I totally didn't mix with my job can find her zippy cup on the left. Right there where I put it. Follow the direction of my hand, dear. That is right. Excelent.

Mmm. Let's start with the first order of business. I am sure that a good number of you already know, but for those who don't, today we are welcoming in our beautiful community a new resident.

Remember how we talked about the death of the old man Jenking? That poor man whose mental capabilities were already on their way out and made him say all kinds of crazy ideas at the pub? Well, apparently he wasn't just a noise maker.

He was also a grandpa. Which does explains the boxes full of baby stuff in the attic now that I think about it. Not that I ever saw them, by the way.

Anyway, because of that he had his own grandson that now has decided to come reside on the old house. I even had the pleasure of running into him during my morning stroll while he was bringing up some stuff inside.

I would have stayed there and talk some more to rely you more information, but as we established before, I had other things to take care of. I did managed to tell him to tune in with the rest of us, so hopefully he is listening right now.

Are you listening? Are you really listening?

Don't open that folder.

My friends, please give your warmest welcome to our new neighbor, Anthony.

I am sure he will be a valuable member of this community and won't cause any sort of problem for anyone. Hopefully he will remember our safety guide to keep himself safe.

Don't feed the raccoons, unless you have to, then denying them food will only make things worst. Remember to close your garbage can because nobody has to care about your business and, above all else, have fun! We love fun around these parts!

I hope you find that our beautiful town Hazbin Vale just about as beautiful and wonderful as we all do. There is a good reason why is that here where you can find your best friends…

What is that?

Oh, a phone is ringing.

Our own phone in fact!

I had no idea that we had a phone here or it was still working! Nobody has ever used it before. What a delightful surprise. Well, I guess since this listener took the time to give us a call, we should respond accordingly.

What button was it…

Oh, right, that one.

Hello and good morning, dear listener. You are on the air right now. What can your favorite radio host do for you on this lovely day?"

"Hi, sweetie. How are you and Charlie doing over there? I wanted to call you over, but you don't have your own cellphone so this was the best second option. Hope that is okay.

That is a lot of static right now. Hello, can you hear me?"

"We are both fine. I hear you perfectly well. Everything is fine and oh… yes, that is your dad. Do you want to…? Sure, why not. Just give me a second.

Alright, here we go. Dear listeners, for the first time in a long time we have a guest coming in the air with us today. Everyone be nice and pay attention to our very own small resident Charlie Morningstar. Say hi, Charlie."

"Hi, daddy!"

"Hi, duckling. How is my little princess doing?"

"I am good! I made a drawing of you and Alie like duckies!"

"You did? Aww, I bet it's the cutest thing I have ever seen. Make sure to show it to me when I go to pick you up. I am glad you are having a good time, baby.

Alastor, I just wanted to thank you so much for taking care of her so suddenly. It's my fault, I forgot that I had this reunion with the investors today and I didn't call the babysitter the night before so I really didn't have a lot of options. You really saved my life there."

"It's fine, unexpected things happen all the time. We have a lot of space here and Charlie is a good kid so she won't cause any trouble. Right, dear?"

"Nope! Alie wanted me to tell you that he gave me cookies and limonade! I liked the ones with strawberry yam inside."

"Off air, dear. You were supposed to say that off air."

"That is wonderful, duckling. I will try to wrap this up as fast as I can. What do you both want for lunch today? Alastor, you are coming of course."

"If you insist."

"Can I have burgers, daddy?"

"My baby girl can have anything she wants. Alastor, burgers are okay with you too?"

"Sure, sounds good to me."

"Then burgers for everyone it is. With some fries on the side?"

"Yes, fries!"

"Ha ha, I knew it. Alright, I will get them as soon I can. Right now I see that the bunch of old geezer coming back to the office so I should be going too.

I-I mean, the respectable members of the board! Who I totally respect and don't look a day older than 20!"

"Nice save, darling."

"Oh shush you. I will see you both later. Love you lots, Charlie, be nice with Alastor! Alastor… you should really do something about that static. I am sure that is not coming from my side. Yes, I am coming! Talk to you soon! Bye!"

"Bye, daddy!

The noise is gone now, Alie."

"Well, would you look at that. The issue was solved by itself and that means we don't have to talk about it ever again. How convenient.

You are rubbing your eyes a lot, dear. Do you have some kind of infection or are you sleepy?

That was a big yawn you let out just now."

"MMmmno sleepy."

"Well, you can be not sleepy on the couch over there if you want. Grab my coat if you get cold. I won't take too long here. I just need to take care of a couple of things and then we can get you home."

"Okay…"

"Good girl. Down you go.

That was our guest star of today, dear listeners, our very own Charlie Morningstar. Isn't she a doll?

But anyway, I know we are all eager to get back on track so…

Another call?

Well, this day is just full of surprises, isn't it? Wonder who that could be. Greetings, dear listener, you are in the air right now."

"Hey. So. What was that about being a professional that doesn't mix personal affairs with his job?"

"Oops! Clumsy me!

I accidentally pressed the button to end that call. But don't worry, officer Husker. I am sure that while you were wasting your time making that call only a handful of criminals got away. I am so glad to know that our tax money is being put to such good use.

You are still on time to catch them though, if you start moving fast. It could be a good exercise after eating all those donuts. If we are ever so lucky you might be able to find a manhole to fall into from the streets and get lost in for all of eternity. Wouldn't that be so grand?

If I do ever need advice on how to be a waste of air, I will be sure to call you.

Don't push your luck, old pal.

Ah.

Are we done with the unexpected interruptions now? Are people going to stop requiring my attention? Mmm, mister telephone? Some people can be so rude and then they just advantage of your good manners, dear lsiteners. You give them a hand and they take a shoulder. Must the suffering of yours truly never end?

I think we are good now to finally return to our schedule.

As I was trying to say before a much less wanted interruption, the cemetery as of today is also off limits for everyone.

Try to avoid it as much as possible and, like always, don't pay any mind to any sounds, no matter how loud or frequent comes from there. There is nothing to worry about at all. If you find yourself on the same street, change your ways. You will thank me later.

Your dead will be taken care of anyway. Just leave them where they are and walk away. As fast as you can.

The workers are working to get rid of some pests just to feed a few mouths that have been hungry for far too long.

The moon is smiling upside down for all of us. Let's be in our best behavior tonight and not turn it into a frown. The night doesn't want to claim anyone else, it won't need to, so let's try to come back to home early and have heavy, uninterrupted dreams.

Goodness me, is that really all the time we have left? Where did all those minutes go? I was planning to add a little something there, a bit of a friendly words for our new resident, but I guess it will have to be for tomorrow. For now, I can tell you this, Anthony.

Don't let your curiosity get the better of you. No matter how tempting. No matter how much you want to.

It could be the last thing that you do.

Now, for the weather…"

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androgynousblackbox · 8 months ago

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How I Met Your Father. 2 [Appleradio, Radioapple, Chaggie]

Vaggie came out from their closet holding two dreses. Charlie counted these as the fifth dress that her girlfriend had brought to her to hear about her opinion, but she wasn't about to comment on that. It was kinda cute seeing her fretting over trying to find the right one. On her humble opinion she already looked amazing in all of them anyway.

"Okay, which one of these says 'I am a good partner to your daughter and I also respect your home and your husband, who I am very sorry for pointing a spear to'? This one I think says 'I am trustworthy and responsible', but maybe the skirt is too long and it will be too strict? And this one look cute, but maybe the sleeves are too long? What do you think? What if it gest messy with the food and I don't realize it?"

"Mmm" Charlie rested on her bed, where her own outfit had already being chosen, chin on her hands as she moved her hooves as if really was thinking it over. "I like the second one. The long sleeves make you look elegant and kinda mysterious."

"Yeah? You think so?" Vaggie modeled the dress in front of her mirror. extending the sleeves over her naked arm. "Well… it is comfy."

"Comfy is important" encouraged Charlie and then gasped. "You could use that cute black chocker I bought you last week! It would look so cute!"

"Wear something you gave me would show my commitment to our relationship! Good thinking!" Vaggie's eyes illuminated at the brilliant suggestion and Charlie could not hold it any longer, letting out her laugh. Vaggie blushed, suddenly self unconscious. "W-what?"

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to. It's just… You are treating this like some kind of strategy for war" commented Charlie, sitting upright at the side of their bed and patting her side for Vaggie to come in. When her girlfriend came in, Charlie hugged her by the shoulder. "There is no war anywhere, sweetie. I understand you probably never did anything like this before, with your previous job and all…"

Vaggie's face paled at the mention. She was so thankful that Charlie had found her so quickly after loosing her wings, right before Lute took off, because she frankly had no clue of how she would ever be able to tell her girlfriend she had contributed to the problem they were trying to solve one. It had been years since then, but she still felt sick everytime the topic came up.

"But you don't need to treat it the same" continue Charlie gently, rubbing her shoulder. Her hand caressed softly the scars on her back, fully healed now and now just a bit sensitive for Vaggie. "My parents will love you regardless of what you wear. Well, dad may take a while warming up, but that is just how he is, don't take it personally. My papa is a lot more easygoing and won't care. And in the very rare case that he doesn't like you, which he will, I will still like you the most so it doesn't matter."

Vaggie relaxed against her, trying to clear her head.

"I know, I have been silly."

"I like you silly."

Vaggie smiled, nuzzling Charlie's neck as one of her arms hugged her waist.

"It's just… You don't really meet the king of hell himself everyday. The big scary Lucifer that we all heard about all the time as a cautionary tale."

Charlie snorted, covering her mouth.

"Is that really what they think in heaven? Babe, that is just legends at this point. I promise you, papa is literally the least scary guy in all of hell" She kissed Vaggie's cheek, nuzzling her back. "Come on. I really think the chocker will look really nice with this."

Vaggie nodded, finally dressing up with the dress of the long sleeves. Charlie had a white shirt on top of black pants, casually going along with the grey dark blue dress of Vaggie. Even after they were both done dressing up and fixing their hair, they had some free time to tell Husk to call Charlie's number if anything happened before a portal opened up in the living room of the first floor.

Granted, leaving the hotel at the hands of the cat man that lived perpetually drunk wasn't the wisest of choices, but between Niffty and Angel, who was out working, they didn't had a lot of options. Husk at least seemed sober enough to tell them to have a good night before going continueing to clean some glasses.

"We will be back" assured Charlie, taking the hand of Vaggie and giving her a bright smile as they passed through.

Once they did, that was it. They were in the old palace. Vaggie thought it was beautiful and she wanted to comment on that when suddenly a voice paralized her in place.

"CHARLIE!" Before a tiny man (well, tiny for general standards, he was actually her same height) came crashing against Charlie to squeeze her on a bear hug that took the air out of her. "MY BABY! IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU, I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!"

"Papa…" struggled to say Charlie, smiling down at him. "I am happy to see you too. I can't breath."

"Oh, sorry, my bad" the man laughed, finally letting her go, but still looking up with the same look of adoration from before. "Sorry, I just missed you so much and oh" Only then the man seemed to notice Vaggie. He started to jump slightly in place, giggling to himself. "Is that…? Is she really…?"

Charlie nodded, now she being to one to beam with pride.

"Papa, I present to you Vaggie, my girlfriend. Vaggie, this is my papa, Lucifer Morningstar."

"Oh, she can call me Luci or whatever she wants!" declared Lucifer, now crushing Vaggie on a new hug. Vaggie was shocked not by how strong it was, which it was still a lot, but how obviously contained it was. "You are so much prettier than Alastor said you were! Oh, not that he said you were ugly or anything, that is not what I mean! I mean, I can see why you are togehter. Wait, no, thar sounds weird, doesn't it? I didn't say that is all about appearences or something! Unless it is, then who I am to judge? Young love and all that I say!"

"Papa" groaned Charlie, covering her eyes with a hand.

When she managed to breath again, Vaggie had to laugh a little over the fretting. The familiar fretting that she could recognize in Charlie too. Besides the height and other details that were from Alastor, there was no doubt that they were father and daughter.

"Thank you, sir" said sincerely, understanding that he was trying to be welcoming, accepting and flexible all at the same time. It was a lot more than what she expected so she would take it happily. "Thanks for having me over. Your house is beautiful."

The smile of Lucifer could have illuminated a whole universe. She felt like her previous nerve were flushing away in his presence. Charlie was right, there was nothing scary about him. Another lie from Heaven for the tally.

"You are most welcome, Vaggie. Alastor is just about to finish dinner, why don't you come with me?" said the king of hell, offering his arm up for Charlie to take as they walked over to the dinning room, a huge place with a long table covered in warm tones.

At the center of the table there was a beautiful bouquet of hellish flowers that uselessly tried to chomp at them when passing. As a true gentleman, Lucifer pulled out the chair for the both of them, sitting side to side in the table.

"Darling, I heard you embarassing our daughter" came the voice of Alastor from a radio on top of the chimney beyond the head of the table. "If you are done with that, would you mind taking out the drinks from the freezer and start serving while I finish the meat?"

A gold dusted blush extended through Lucifer's face. He gave a awkward laugh and excused himself to bring the drinks, but they could still hear him replying "I wasn't embarassing her, I was trying to socialize, jeez" as he went down the hallway.

"Now you see why I didn't bring you earlier" joked Charlie, playing with a napkin on her hands. "Don't get me wrong, I love papa, he is the best! But he can be a bit…" she made a vague gesture with her hand, not knowing how to finish the sentence. "It's not his fault, he just… doesn't get outside a lot."

"It's okay" Vaggie put her hand on top of Charlie's on the table. Awkward or not, she could still see very clearly that her girlfriend had nothing but affection for the king. "I have no real frame of reference for parents, so as far I am concerned, this is the best dinner with parents ever already."

"Oh, and you still haven't tasted dad's food! He is the best in the kitchen."

"Years and years of practice!" commented Lucifer, a line of buckets full of ice and bottles following him behind and softly landing on the table. "You wouldn't even know that man used to eat raw carcasses of road kill for breakfast. Don't even get me started in the smell that it would leave in my kitchen" Lucifer opened up one of the bottles and started serving for Charlie, holding the bottle from the bottom like a experienced waiter. "Don't worry, these are all non alcoholic because I know my baby girl likes it that way. Vaggie, you are not driving tonight so you can pick your poison freely. No judgement here. I will be having some wine and Alastor probably will want his brandy after dinner."

"I will have the same as Charlie" That seemed the easiest choice. She wasn't good with her alcohol to the point she legitimately could not understand why people got addicted to it.

"As you wish" Lucifer served her with ease and then opened up another bottle, filling up his own glass as he sat at the head of the table. "Sooo… Alastor told me about what happened on TV. I am so sorry. Do you want me to leave that mean reporter homeless, sweetie?"

The suggestion was left out so casually that Charlie almost dropped her glass before taking the first zip.

"Papa!"

"What? I can do that. I don't know if you knew this, sweetheart, but I am kind of the king here. I could get her replaced and blacklisted with a few calls. You just say the word and it's done" Lucifer finished his statement taking a zip, just as he had just declared going to the market or something as mundane at that.

Charlie was so stunned that for a moment she didn't know what to say.

"Well, she was a homophobic bitch" commented Vaggie to her own glass, making Charlie to now turn on her.

"Vaggie!"

"She was" Vaggie shrugged. "The world wouldn't be worse off either."

"Yeah, see? I like her, she gets it."

Vaggie drank her drink to try to hide how much the approval of the man made her happy. King or not, he was first and foremost Charlie's father. And honestly, she couldn't find it on herself to feel very compassionate towards the woman who quite literally laughed at her girlfriend and made a mockery out of her in teleivision. Fuck her.

"I can't believe the both of you! No, I don't want to make someone homeless just because of a bad experience!"

Vaggie smiled to her. She knew Charlie would say that, that is why she loved her.

"Sweetheart, she fist fight you. She put her hands on you. I barely managed to stop Alastor from making her into our next meal."

"Why would I want that either?!"

"Oh, no, that would have been for his satisfaction. But hopefully would have send a message not to mess with my daughter."

"Papa, no."

Lucifer sighed deeply, dramatically.

"As my duckling commands, so I obey" declared, rising his glass. "You will live another day, mean reporter who was also apparently homophobic."

Charlie rolled her eyes at the display and Vaggie chuckled a bit. She definitely could get used to this dynamic. It was nice seeing other people besides herself that were concerned with protecting Charlie.

"Well, since I am not abusing my power right now" commented Lucifer, offering a conciliatory smile to his daughter, "how about you tell me about those renovations that Alastor has been making at your hotel? Don't tell the guy" added in a conspiratorial tone, "but he really, really suck at interior design so I can only imagine what he did."

"For your information, your Majesty" said Alastor, bringing a huge tray that had to be carried by his tentacles, still covered with mittens for protection. Other tentacles were bringing the rest of the food behind him. " ended up being a rather impressive building. If it doesn't attract all the eyes of the needy souls in hell, I don't know what will."

"Yeah, that doesn't sound as flattering as you think, babe" commented Lucifer, standing up briefly to move a chair for Alastor. Alastor nodded in recognition for the gesture and Lucifer let a hand rub the back of the man briefly before sitting again. "A neon sign is also going to attract looks no matter how ugly it is."

"Well, when you come visit, you can have an opinion on it's decor" declared Alastor, lifting the cover of the tray and taking on the collective admiration for the frankly delicious looking piece of meat.

"What is it, dad?" asked Charlie tentatively, almost as she didn't even want to know.

"We are in the presence of company, my dear, so of course is venison" said Alastor, receiving the big knifes from the hands of Lucifer to give the first cut. "The cannibal meat is for especial ocassions, you know that. It becomes dull if you eat it all the time."

"He is joking, right?" commented Vaggie, looking for confirmation on Charlie's face, but all she could give her was a evasive smile.

"Listen, don't knock it until you try it" commented Lucifer. "I was a squeamish at first too, so I get it, but as long you don't use angelic steel the sinners can be cut indefintely, so it's not like people actually die from it. Some even offer themselves up to be cut. It's a whole thing. And Alastor makes it taste good all the same so I can't complain."

"Why, thank you, darling" Alastor served a big piece to the plate of Lucifer and kissed the top of his head.

"Just so we are clear, I haven't eaten it again since knowing that is what it was" said Charlie, clearly uncomfortable.

"I don't mind" said Vaggie, earning a surprised look from her girlfriend. "I mean, I don't want to think about it, but it's like with every other meat, right? And if people aren't dying from it, I don't know, it could be worse. Out of every horrible thing people do to each other in hell, at least that could be consentual."

Besides, given that her previous "job" was actually killing people, she didn't really feel able to be judging so harashly.

"Ah, that is the most intelligent thing I heard from you" said Alistor, now serving her another generous portion. Every portion had to be generous to count for the amount of meat there was.

"But I still don't think I want to try it."

"And the intelligence is gone."

"Dad."

"I am kidding, my fawn, I am kidding" Alastor chuckled, serving himself last and only then sitting down as Lucifer filled his glass. "Thank you, dear."

Besides finding out that her girlfriend have been an unwilling cannibal and the king of hell was a willing one, the rest of their conversation was light and pleasant over the delicious meal that everyone praised, for Alastor's delight.

"Oh, oh, oh!" said Charlie, suddenly attacked by a new idea. "How about when we finish do we bring the family pictures? I have so very little of them at home."

"The baby pictures?" suggested Lucifer, turning his head to Alastor with a smile at the corner of his lips.

Charlie applauded.

"Oh, and can you both tell the story of how I was made? I love that one."

"You never get tired of those stories, don't you, dear?" said Alastor, snapping his finger so all the empty plates fell into a black void and appeared again at the other side of the table, already pilled up. "Alright. I will bring the pictures. Lucifer, can you bring the dessert?"

"Sure thing" said, dissapearing on his own portal to the kitchen. It seemed that after a big meal like that one they felt lazy enough to rely more on their magic.

"They both tell it so well. I used to get to sleep to it all the time" commented Charlie, rubbing the arm of Vaggie. "I never told you either how I was made, right?"

"Magic and fairy dust I assumed" said Vaggie, only half jokingly, just when both parents came back.

The dessert was ice cream in enchanted cups that could change the flavor to whatever they wanted.

"Close, very close in fact" Lucifer sighed, leaving just a cup of coffe for Alastor when he came back, bringing an album with him. "Do you want to start, babe?"

"You can go this one chance, dear. I prefer to hear you tonight" Alastor took a zip of the coffe as Lucifer went looking on the album, going to the very start.

"Well, as Charlie knows, it took a long time for us to decide that we actually wanted a child. The idea of a heir is kinda pointless when you are essentially immortal and we had already decided to keep our marriage on the low, so I wasn't doing much to expand my last name already. Likewise, Alastor didn't want his last name there either in case someone connected it to him and try to use it as leverage.

"So if we wanted to have a kid, it would have to be just because we just really wanted a kid. To see them grow up, walk around and cry. We knew it wasn't going to be a breeze, because kids never are, but we resolved that we could do it. Love or resources weren't an issue. We had our own routine established already, but we were willing to make space for someone else there.

Once we put our minds to it, the next step was to decide the kind of child. I thought the obvious choice was adoption, since Alastor is a sinner and they can't normally reproduce, because it's "unnatural" or whatever. Some other dumb law of nature that I thought you just couldn't break. But I understimated the creativity of Alastor.

He made me know very clearly that he wanted to try to make our own kid, with our own markings if possible. If that didn't worked out, only then we would try adoption.

You see, I technically can create life already. You already know just by seeing Razzle, Dazzle or Keekee But neither of them can be considered truly an individual the same way that kids are. Razzle and Dazzle exist solely as Charlie's companions and protectors. Keekee exist solely to be the key to the hotel. They can't want anymore than that because they don't have the imagination, creativity, ambition or anything that makes each person go in search of their interests. They will never grew old or get sick. They will never have an original creative thought on their minds.

It sounds like I am dissing them, but I am not. It's just how they were meant to be, living objects for that one purpose that they will carry out with the simple joy of just doing a good job.

A kid is none of that. Sure, neither of us had that much experience with children, but we knew that at least. Not surprisingly at all, the one who gave free will to humanity thought it was important for our child to have it as well. We would raise them the best way we could and see them grow, like all parents do, only to be surprised for who they turned to be. We didn't want any of this if we couldn't have that pride of seeing our kid deciding their own way, even if it was separate from us.

And that was an issue right off the bat, because I really couldn't do that. I couldn't just create something out of nothing and gave it indepedent thought, no matter how hard I tried. With Adam and Eve it was easy because they were already living beings who just lacked awareness of themselves, so all I had to do was give it to them. Most of the work was already cut out for me, but this was different.

It was Alastor the one who suggested we started out with a dollie. Very small, but already containing the traits we wanted our child to have. That I could do no problem."

Lucifer showed off the very first picture in the album. In the middle of a large white bowl put on the floor, surrounded by a pentagram, laid a tiny figurine made of claw that almost looked like a painted bean.

"I made it all myself. I won't bore you with the details of how much or how long we talked about which traits of us we wanted to see realized, but I can tell you there was a lot of conversations about it. In the end we couldn't decide on eye colors, so we though eh, why not make our especial girl even more especial with eyes of each of her parents? Now of course she had to have Alastor's tail. I insisted on that" commented Lucifer, passing to the next picture where the figure that was already tiny had an even tinier triangle texturized to look like hair. "The red fingers, let me tell you, were a bitch to get in there and make it look right. Have you ever tried to give a fetus a manicure? I don't really recommend it. But I did it."

Another picture of a very tired looking Lucifer, rising a thumb eye with the paint brush in hand. For every progress in the figurine, the blonde hair, the black antlers, the red cheeks, the black dot for the nose, the hooves, there was a new picture showing the progress until finally the figurine did looked like a tiny version of Charlie curled up on herself.

"Isn't that the cutest thing that you have ever seen in your life?" cooed Lucifer. "Just imagine how cute that would have been, a tiny Charlie to carry on your pocket and whenever you need her, there she is, tiny Charlie! Sometimes I really wish I had made two, one just to keep for myself to remind me my baby girl used to be like that."

"She was lovely" added Alastor, looking up from his coffe to the picture, having the same nostalgic smile as his husband. "She still is."

"And made all by hand, every single detail made to perfection" said Lucifer, booping the nose of Charlie and she smiled, resting her chin on her hand.

Vaggie really liked this, this warm environment that they have formed. She wondered if that is how family is supposed to feel like. Lucifer again at the album, passing to the next page where now the figure was surrounded by what looked to be an egg marked by strips of gold and green surrounding it.

"Now we had to feed her our magic. We quickly find out that it wasn't easy. Whenever Alastor's magic attached itself to our baby, the next moment rejected my own and viceversa whenever it did absorved mine. If we were two sinners or two fallen angel or whatever, we could have probably finished the entire thing in a few days tops. But as it were, we had to be very careful with how much magic we have to her, for how long and never let it go without a charge from any of us. The first weeks were a nightmare, we barely slept at all trying to figure out the right formula so she was our daughter, equal parts of both of us. Somehow we ended up finding the rythm. It was exhausting, but it was worth every second of it when she started growing."

Lucifer passed to another photograph of the same bowl, the same golden and green egg, but at the center of it was clear the figurine had gotten at least three times bigger. It was still not bigger than Lucifer's fist.

"Can you see that her hair wasn't still real hair at this point?" Vaggie inspected it a little further and realized that he was right. But the skin already was starting to look less like hardened clay and more soft, like returning to a previous state. "You have to understand that neither of us have ever done something like this before, so we didn't really knew what to expect or what was normal. Nothing on this was normal already, we were in the dark. Al can confirm that I was kinda losing my mind a bit wondering if after a while she was really growing at all or we were wasting our efforts."

"Neither of us slept those nights either" affirmed Alastor, nodding along as he reached his hand to touch the cheek of Lucifer.

Lucifer blushed, taking the hand and kissing the knuckles before continueing, leaving it to rest on top of his other arm.

"That is the thing when you keep watching the same thing every day for hour. It's hard to notice any change unless they happen suddenly and this was anything but sudden. The pictures did helped a lot. The Charlie that was on the first day had nothing with the Charlie that was after three months" The next picture now showed what definitely looked like a little baby compared to the other where there was only a figurine. "Little by little, she was coming along. We haven't announced to the other sins just yet, but we have bought her so much clothing and toys for the room we picked up for her. I couldn't wait to see her dressed up on all the cute outfits I found for her. What toys were going to be her favorite? How was she going to want to pass the time? Would she get my taste for sweet things or turn her nose to them like Al? I could help to form her physical form, but everything else about her was still a mystery. Those were the best days because she continued growing and growing, just as beautiful as we imagined she could be."

Lucifer grimaced before turning the page. On the picture there Charlie already looked as a normal baby, covered in a blanket, the egg of magic around her nowhere to be found. She looked as if she was sleeping.

"One day she wouldn't take any more magic" continued Lucifer, his voice suddenly adquiring a new melancholic tone. He frowned. "She was fully formed. She should have been ready. But she wouldn't open her eyes or take her first breath. It was like she was stillborn. After five months of continuos work… that wasn't what we wanted."

Alastor squeezed the arm of his husband, looking down as well with no expression beyond his pertual smile. It was easy to imagine that they were both destroyed.

"I… " started Alastor softly, but he needed a moment to gather his words again. "I didn't realize how much I had also been expecting her to be there until then. I gave my magic and waited for the best, but many of the preparations were done by Lucifer and he was the one who wouldn't shut up about how excited he was. I just kept thinking that even if this fails, it was okay. We could always try again, as many times as we want to get it right. We could spend all of eternity trying if that is what it took. But when I saw her there and she wasn't doing anything, I…"

It seemed he had been left without knowing how to continue, or wanting to. Lucifer looked down to the picture and started smiling as he passed to the next page.

"I asked Alastor to let me try something different. I hold Charlie on my arms, for the first time since I sculpted her original form, and I breathed into her every portion of magic I could. All my hopes, dreams, love, my desperation even. I wanted to see her smile so badly that I didn't know what I would have done if it didn't work. I had done the same thing for some of my plants when they died, but I didn't know if it was going to work for anything more complex than that."

"And then it worked" said Alastor, looking up to his husband like he was the most amazing thing he had ever seen. "She started crying right there. Lucifer cried worst. Just sobbing all over the place. He was so ugly and pathetic."

"Yeah, I was" accepted Lucifer with a smile. He reached over to kiss his husband on the lips, Alastor meeting him halfway through. "I couldn't even fucking speak for five minutes. She was the most precious little thing that had ever existed in all of creation. I mean, just look at her!" The picture in question now showed the curious look of baby Charlie over the shoulder of Lucifer. "How could you not think that was it, fuck all babies in the universe, this one is the best, when you see this face?"

"The distribution of magic wasn't as equal as we hoped in the end" added Alastor, tracing a finger over the stitches at the side of Charlie's mouth that were in the pictures. "For one, I didn't expect her to inherit this aspect of my demonic form when Lucifer never designed it. But in the other hand, she probably had more magic of Lucifer than mine inside since he was the final touch."

"That is why she is my little baby" Lucifer now made a kissy face to the adult Charlie, pinching her cheek despite the blush on her. Vaggie chuckled behind her hand, finding this side of her too adorable to interrupt. "My little duckling."

"She is still my daughter too" Alastor's ear flattened against his skull.

"Yeah, I know, that is why she is perfect." Lucifer said it like that was obvious enough already, completely unaware of how the radio demon was disarmed by it. "If she was all me, then what would be the point?"

Alastor cleared his throat a bit, regaining his composure as if he had been prepared for a spat.

"In any case, that is the story of how my little fawn came to grace our lives" finalized, reaching to find the hand of Charlie and squeezed once.

After that, Lucifer closed that album and showed Vaggie of other pictures of Charlie as a real baby. Her duckie onesie that Lucifer had bough in every color of the rainbow. Her face covered in paint as she was painting in Lucifer's lap. Her first crawl, her first step. The first time she got Alastor's coat filthy with her baby food, drawing a happy face on it.

"Why isn't Alastor on any of these?" asked after a while, noticing it was always the feet of the radio demon near his baby or his hands reaching for her, but nothing else.

"Oh, he is camera shy" said Lucifer with a teasing smile, making Alastor to squint his eyes at him.

"This face was made for radio" pointed out the demon. "New technology doesn't mesh well with me and I don't mesh well with it."

"So as I said, camera shy."

Alastor looked displeased, but didn't say more as Lucifer kept going about the childhood of Charlie. By the time they have reached the first day of Charlie in the kindergarten, Charlie the adult was yawning and Vaggie rubbed her eyes. It was rather later, so they had to go.

Lucifer insisted on them taking the rest of the ice cream for the hotel and a tupperware with some of the leftover meat to eat tomorrow. Vaggie accepted it all, stammering over her words to try to say thank you and everything was wonderful, while Charlie was hugging Alastor.

"See you at the hotel, dad."

"For sure, dear."

Charlie also hugged Lucifer, both of them squeezing each other for a bit until they finally let go, laughing as they breath again.

"Love you, papa!"

"Love you too, duckling. Vaggie, you can come in whenever you want! I will show you the report cards of Charlie in second grade!"

After the two women traspassed the portal, Lucifer closed it off again with a sigh.

"Tired?" asked Alastor, brushing the blonde hair with his claws. Lucifer leaned into the contact, a lazy smile in his lips.

"Yeah" admitted, stretching out.

They both left the dishes to wash in the morning and went up to their bedroom. On the hallway to it they were greeted by the family portrait they got made when Charlie had just turned 18, she sitting in the middle of her two parents as they stand behind her. Lucifer standing proud with both hands on his cane while Alastor's hand was over the shoulder of their daughter.

There were other portraits like that of their little family, alongside the pictures of a more grown up Charlie growing up.

"I feel like I am so out of practice for talking that long. My throat is fucked" commented Lucifer, unbottoning his shirt as they finally came inside. The lights turned on automatically, revealing a bunch of photographs of the three of them mounted on the wall. Some of them looked a bit glitched out on the margins, like something was not quite right, but they were still pretty clear.

Lucifer sat on the edge of their bed and gave up to pretend he wanted to undress the normal way. He just snapped his fingers to have instead his duckie pajama, layind down as he waited Alastor to join him.

"I am surprised you didn't actually showed her any of my pictures" Alastor took out his pocket watch and put on his nighstand, where a frammed photograph of him laying on that same bed with a baby Charlie that finally had stopped crying.

He still remembered how close he was to falling asleep too when suddenly Lucifer appeared with his camera in hand.

You are a parent now, parents appear on the baby pictures, babe. It's part of the deal you signed up for now, had said his husband and he was just way too exhausted, emotionally and physically, to really argue or make the camera explode as he very well could. It was the same day that Charlie had woke up for the first time. The same day that they thought their attempt had been a failure. Alastor had no idea how truly he had wished for it to work until the moment it seemed it wouldn't.

He had only cried a few times when he was alive, back on Earth, before he knew to form a good enough armor. Never since coming to hell.

He still deeply appreciated how, no matter how many times they told the story of that day, Lucifer never once let it slip how the radio demon had shed tears looking at a lifeless Charlie.

"I told you, those ones are for me and Charlie" Lucifer yawned loudly, getting under the covers when he saw Alastor doing the same. "Vaggie will need to get her a nice ring if she wants the family privileges."

"Please, don't say that to Charlie" pointed out Alastor. On the bed, Lucifer hugged at the pillow, turning to him. "What?"

"I like her. She seems nice."

"Did you forget already about the putting an angelic spear against my neck?"

"Oh, I am sorry, mister I am the big bad Radio Demon, overlord with a hundread souls at my disposition. Did the mean fallen angel without an eye or wings scared you? Do you need me to hold your hand?" Lucifer teased, until Alastor raised an eyebrow and he huffed, offended. "Seriously? You thought I wouldn't recognize one of my own?"

"You barely reacted to her presence, you can understand my confusion."

"Oh, please. If she was still an angel, then I would have a reason to be concerned. But us fallen angel have to stick together!" Lucifer moved a little, taking his hand under the covers as he yawned again, his eyes closing already. "Does Charlie know?"

"I wouldn't know." Alastor put away his monocle, accomodating in the bed as the lights turned off with a gesture of his wrist. "I will try to find out. If she doesn't, I assume we won't tell her either."

"Obviously…" Lucifer's voice was starting to drift off. "Falling really, really sucks. Be nice to her, babe."

Alastor kissed his forehead, not promising anything but at least willing to listen to him.

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Welcome to Hazbin Vale. 13 [Radioapple, Appleradio]

[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MqazV4hbu8E The song that Anthony refers to.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmcQTfyziUI The lullaby that Alastor plays for Charlie.]

"Who is ready for some pizza rolls? I know you are, baby, sorry to keep you waiting.

I will see what else we have around here… Oh, Alastor, you had some pasta too."

"Niffty wanted to make some crafts with it and forgot about it. Cook all that you want, darling."

"So… Not to question the radio man with the weird ass radio powers that us mere mortals can't even begind to understand, but is there any reason why there was blasting of that romantic music just now? It just was so loud that we heard it up to here."

"I have no idea what you mean. Must have been the radio doing that automatically while I was having a shower. Nobody cares to hear about that, of course."

"Mmmm, is that so? Are you sure you weren't intending to hide anything more interesting than that? You know, I just can't help to notice that you and Luci suddenly look a lot more relaxed now.

Hah, there it is, that static sound thingy! I recognize that shit from your broadcast! That is a yes then! Holy shit, you waste no time. Hey, I don't blame you for that either, considering the circunstances.

Care to share some details?"

"Do you always need to do that thing with your mouth that you call talking?"

"I mean, I can do other things with it, but I suppose someone else has that role covered."

"Did you happen to forget who I am?"

"Oh, I remember. You are the guy who shook hands with Husky to keep both of us safe until this shit is over if we brought you these two. So you can threaten all you like, I know you can't do shit about it, babe.

Don't take it so personal, smiley face. This is just a little bit of payback for my grandpa.

And my own satisfaction too. Who is the top and who is the bottom? Come on, don't you think your listeners are dying to know? Did you got on your knees or…?"

"Husker, control your companion."

"I am not doing shit for you anymore. And I wouldn't do it either even if we weren't on this mess. Anthony can do whatever he wants."

"Thanks, hon. I knew there was a reason I let you get to third base on the first date."

"But I also want to make note that hearing about the sex life of this shithead is the last thing I want to do, so I am not engaging on this conversation at all."

"Boo, you are no fun.

Hey, Alie, want to hear about our first date? I, unlike other people, can be very generous with details."

"I suppose it must be easy to be generous when it comes to something that nobody cares about anyway."

"You will be surprised."

"Daddy."

"Yes, my little princess? The food will be ready on a bit. Are you hungry?"

"When are we going back home?"

"I… Honey, we… uh…"

"Soon enough, dear. You saw all that fog out there. It's truly dangerous to get outside while it's up so we all must stay here until it clears."

"Are you coming with us too, Alie?"

"Of course. I am getting out of here with you at the same time. I wouldn't want it any other way.

Take it from me, Charlie dear. Doesn't matter how much you love your job, nothing beats getting back home at the end of the day."

"But we are all together now so we can make it fun here too!"

"Indeed, that is very true, little one. But before that we should get you some actual food. You poor thing must not have eaten anything since this morning. I can hear that tummy rumbling from here."

"No, you can't! Don't lie, Alie!"

"Well, I am at least. Maybe I confused my rumbling with yours.

What was that, Lucifer darling? Do you need help with the plates? Don't mind if I do. How about you are a responsible girl and clear the table before lunch, dear? Anthony can help you out.

Since he is not doing anything at all except eating my chocolate."

"Mmm? I mean, sure, no problem.

Let's put all your crayons on their boxes and nevermind, your dogs just ate them all."

"Dazzle and Razzle can't eat, but can have my things inside of them. Want to see me opening their belly? I think I have some candy in there…"

"H-hey, Al, thank you for… I don't know what happened, I just froze there."

"Don't mentioned it. In my line work it is convenient to quickly think things to talk about on the fly. A minute of unnecesary silence is the dead of radio so I have to avoid it at all cost. Nobody wants to tune in just to hear the static."

"I don't know, I am starting to get used to it. It's kinda cute how you only do that when you get flustered or nervous about something.

I didn't understand it at first, but once I started to pay attention as to when it happened it became so obvious.

I mean it as a compliment, Al."

"It's not like I can control it either, so I am glad at least someone likes it."

"And the music?"

"What about the music?"

"The music during the shows. Was that also you or you didn't really control that?"

"Apparently it was all me. But I am myself just now realizing that."

"I liked them. That song that sounded when you talked about our first date I heard it all the time in the office."

"Well, then, if you ever happened to have a petition…"

"CAN I HAVE THE DUCKTALES SONG?!

Please, Alie, I want the ducktales song!"

"It's a show that she likes. But it's kinda modern so I don't know if… Oh, you can do that."

"If it was ever transmitted through radio waves, it's mine for the taking now."

"What a weirdly especific and useless power is that."

"Is that what you think, Husker?"

"Did…

Did you just…

Did you really just used a fart noise for when I sat down? What are you, twelve?!"

"Me? I didn't do anything at all. It must be the age catching up to you, old friend. That is what a bunch of donuts will do to you."

"I DON'T EVEN LIKE DONUTS THAT MUCH!"

"You don't?!

Aah!

Were you ordering all those donuts as a excuse to talk to me?!

Aww, Husky!"

"Can we change the subject already?!"

"What a real party pooper, right, Charlie?"

"Alright, enough toilet humor in front of the food now. Careful, these ones are hot. These ones I took out first so they cool down and my Charlie can take them no problem."

"Thanks, papa!"

"Everything for you, baby. Do you want more juice?"

"Yes, please."

"Here you go. Is it good?"

"Mmm!"

"Huh. You were right, Lucifer. Food do taste better when we are togehter.

Minus some unexpected guests."

"Did you say anything? I couldn't hear you over the sound of the huge favor we did for you! Risking our lives and all, but no biggie! You are welcome by the way!"

"That is a good point.

Thank you.

Even if it was also on your best self interest, I appreciate what you did."

"Oh! I didn't actually think you would say that. You are… actually welcome?

Husky, it's weird when he is nice."

"Right?"

"Alie is always nice to me and papa."

"Was he nice when he dumped your papa?

Uuh, sorry, I don't know why I said that.

That is not my business at all. Forget I said anything."

"No, no, it's fair. Small town, everyone is going to talk, I understand.

I did hurt Lucifer, that was my fault. I did apologize for it and plan to make ammends the best way I can while we are here. I am sorry."

"I-it's okay.

Don't get me wrong, it sucked. A lot. But… of everything that could be happening today, I am glad this is happening."

"Papa is like a tomato!"

"Or a lovely apple."

"You shut up. And you, little missy, are too honest for your own good."

"No, papa, no tickles!"

"Yes, tickles! You have to learn to not make certain comments about your elders! Are you going to learn your manners now?"

"No!"

"Are you going to be a delinquent now? My little danger ducking?"

"Yes! Danger duckling is cool!"

"Oh, Alastor, what happened to my sweet little girl? If only she were here to enjoy the cookies I found on the counter and happened to be her favorites…. I guess they will go to waste now, how awful…"

"Wait, no, I want cookies, papa! I can be danger duckling and also nice!"

"Mmm. Well, if someone can manage that, I suppose it could be my Charlie. I just need to eat your cheeks to be sure and see if you are still nice. Nom nom nom."

"Papa is silly!"

"No, you are silly."

"You are silly!"

"You are the silliest baby girl that has ever existed and that is final."

"Can Alie be silly too?"

"He was born silly, sweetie."

"Yay!"

"I think I am going to fucking vomit."

"Oh shush you, Husky. It's nice. Wish I had a dad like that growing up."

"Well, since everyone is done, let me pick up the plates. I think there is some ice cream on the…"

"Alastor?"

"Wow, what the fuck is up with the lights? Should they do that?

Should his eyes do that exorcist shit?"

"Alastor.

Honey."

"The last listener is gone.

The generators were activated.

We should have… a few hours left."

"Welp. That blows. Fuck."

"There is an empty room that used to be an office on the second floor at the end of the hallway. If you want… privacy, it's there. Just lock the door."

"Papa? What is happening?"

"Uh…"

"Darling. Breath."

"D-didn't.

Didn't you hear, sweetie?

Alastor said that we will just have to stay here a few more hours. Then we can go home. How about after eating you and I go take a nap? The couch on Alastor's studio can be turned into a bed."

"Does it? I didn't know that.

You mean I slept under a desk when I could have used a real bed all along.

Wonderful."

"Well, honey, there is a little thing known as the internet that might have helped you out there with that one. They come on this little convenient things called cellphone that regular people use! I know! Weird but true!

What do you say, sweetie? You must be so tired after today."

"Mmm, a little."

"Then that is what we will do.

Still want to eat the cookies? Yes? Then you can have those. You were about to say something about ice cream on the fridge, Alastor?"

"Yes. Yes, I think I have some left.

Rosie left it the last time. Chocolate with strawberry."

"Can I have too?"

"Didn't you say you weren't a sweet kind of guy?"

"I changed my mind. Stuff happened and now I want ice cream. Is that a crime?"

"Husker?"

"I am good. Enjoy yourselves. Kiddo.

It was nice meeting you. Your dad is a good guy.

I… um… I hope this town treated you well. All things considered."

"It did.

All things considered.

Thank you… for your service.

I will have a bit of those chocolate brandy, though."

"Be my guest, shorty."

"And you, Alastor?"

"I am fine. I don't actually think eating anything else would do me any good right now."

"Are you getting sick?"

"Darling."

"Oh. Sorry, stupid question."

"It's okay. I just hope you all enjoyed it."

"Serve me all chocolate, radio man. And a ton of adult juice on top. Perfect.

Let's go, Husky."

"You are going already?"

"Yep. No offense to any of you, but I want to spend whatever hours we have left with my boyfriend. And I know you are the same.

If there is another side at the end of this, I wouldn't mind meeting you all there.

I am sorry I don't have anything better than that.

Good luck or whatever."

"Papa, the cookies, the cookies!"

"Of course, honey. You have been a good girl so… good girls can have ice cream and cookies as dessert.

Is it good?"

"It's the best, daddy! Thank you, Alie!"

"You are very much welcome, Charlie."

"Can we have this as dessert tomorrow too?"

"Of course, dear. Anything you want.

Ready, love?"

"I guess so. Let's go put you to bed, sweetie.

You wouldn't have any covers or blankets around here?"

"I didn't know I had a bed so, no. But I have a long coat that could work just as well.

There we go. It should be nice and cozy enough"

"Tired, baby?"

"Yeah.

Can Alie put some nice music to sleep?"

"Sure.

This is a spanish lullaby. I don't understand a word of it but it sounds nice, doesn't it? Do you like it, Charlie?"

"Yeh. It's pretty."

"Take a rest, sweetie. We will be right here with you."

"Mmm."

"Are you sleeping, darling?"

"No. I don't think I can.

Alastor.

I missed you a lot."

"I love you."

"You realize it's the first time you say it, right? Of course you would save it for the literal last moment. Bastard."

"Yes."

"You are so emotionally constipated that is unreal."

"Mmm."

"And I never asked it either, did you notice?

Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you are so terrible pretending that you don't.

The fact you think you were ever slick is the funniest thing I have ever seen in my life.

You are like a wet slug pretending that it's a dry rock.

Leaving your trail of love everywhere and then acting as if it isn't there.

Everyone could see it.

That is why I never asked you to.

Even your friend Rosie asked me one time when was the wedding."

"When it would have happen?"

"What?"

"The wedding. When you would have liked having it?"

"Really? You want to talk about that now?"

"Why not?

You can offer other subject if you want."

"I don't know.

Maybe Autumn. Not too old, not too cold. We could have walked down the aisle with the cracking of leaves in a nice open space."

"That sounds lovely.

To tell you the truth I never thought of a wedding.

I just thought you would always be there. Right at my side. We would grow up old and raise Charlie together. It would just happen. Naturally. There was no other way.

Even as I knew it couldn't be."

"With you killing on the side and trying not to stain my floor with the blood of your victims?"

"Darling, I never stained not even my own floors. Please, have a little more faith in me."

"Oh, sorry that I am not familiarized with your way of killing people. How rude of me to think it could get messy sometimes."

"Apology accepted."

"Jackass."

"And you want to marry that jackass. What does that say about you?"

"That I have bad taste in men?"

"Perhaps.

I on the other hand find my own taste impeccable."

"Do you have any idea how irritating that is?

You say shit that are annoying one second and the next say the smoothest thing. I hate it."

"No, you don't."

"No, I don't.

How are you holding up?"

"My vision is getting blurry. Oh."

"Your voice is… changing. It sounds like coming from an old radio. Is that bad? I don't know what it means."

"I think it means we have less time now."

"Charlie…"

"Let her sleep. Let it be nothing but a dream for her. Just a long blink."

"I know you said it wasn't going to hurt, but I am scared."

"Lucifer. If we ever see each other again, would you like to know about all of this? Would you like to remember me?"

"While you are another Alastor? In another world?"

"Y-yes."

"I… I think so. No, I would definitely would.

We had good moments. I would like to remember those. Do you think we could do that?"

"Give me your hand.

If we do ever see each other again, I will bring your memories of this life back to you.

But I will only do it if you touch my hand again."

"What is happening?"

"It's a deal?"

"I… yes."

"Then it's done.

Good night."

"Good night, Alastor."

#appleradio #radioapple #duckiedeer #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel alastor #lucifer x alastor #huskerdust #i am hispanic and i am not afraid of abusing that right by inserting hispanic shit on everything i can #THIS IS NOT THE ENDING THERE IS STILL AN EPILOGUE AND I SWEAR IT'S HAPPY

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How I Met Your Father. 7 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

How Your Father Met My Mother A03 link

On the morning, Alastor found a note of Lucifer explaining he completely forgot that he had a meeting for "royal stuff" that had to attend to and had no idea how long it was going to last. But to please keep watch on Charlie to make sure that she was ready for her meeting. Lucifer also put a bunch of duckies with hearts at the bottom, wishing him a good day.

Alastor sighed as he rubbed his temple. How hell hasn't gone to… well, hell with a king so forgetful was anyone's guess. Truly a miracle that not even Heaven would be able to explain.

He was planning to take him out for a date that afternoon so he could have his mind off Charlie's reunion until everything was over, but if his royal duties were going to demand so much of his time then maybe it was for the better. Lucifer couldn't get worried out of his mind if he was killed by boredom first.

No matter, he still had to go through the day. He left his tentacles fixing the bed as he changed his pajama to his suit, leaving his pocket watch on its pocket as always after seeing what time it was. Charlie should be up and going already.

When he found her on the kitchen, sleepily waiting for her tea to cool down, Alastor teleported through his shadows at her side.

"Good morning, my little fawn!"

Charlie let out a tiny scream, which was funny, right until she almost spilled the hot water on top of herself. Alastor catches her by the shoulders and pulled her away, letting one of his shadows to grab the mug midair.

"Oh, careful, dear! That could have been unpleasant" said, without recognizing that was entirely his own fault. He did wiped the mug with a rag using another shadow before returning it to Charlie, who was pouting at him.

"Morning, dad" Charlie side eyeing him for a second, but then resigned herself, going to the table. "Papa had king stuff today?"

"How did you know?" Alastor moved to the refrigerator and pulled out the rest of the venison he still had, plopping it on a pan to cook. The cooking was merely a courtesy to his daughter.

"Lucky guess" Charlie took a sip of tea.

"He did forgot all about it until this morning, of course. Frankly, that man could lose his own head and then ask around why was he smaller than usual" Alastor chuckled at the funny image, turning up the fire to all it could until the flames elevated outside of the pan. "He is so fortunate to be the king and I am to not deal with any of that nonsense."

Charlie leaned her chin on her hand, looking at the way Alastor was somehow not causing a house fire. She had seen him on the kitchen many times before, but it was always impressive.

"I wanted to ask you, dad" started after a while" do you… want me to do something in heaven while I am there? Like, maybe… seeing grandma?"

"Oh" Alastor turned the meat on the pan before answering. "Are you sure that won't take away from your meeting, dear?"

"No, no, not at all" quickly reassured Charlie. "I am sure they won't have a problem if me and Vaggie decide to take a look around. Besides, I also just want to meet her. She sounds nice when you two talk about her and I never got a chance to talk to her directly myself."

"That would have been difficult to arrange. It was a nothing but lucky that your father ever had the chance" Alastor smiled to her over his shoulder, the radio filter on his voice dissapearing for a moment. "She would have loved you."

Charlie returned the gesture.

"You really think so?"

"Absolutely" Alastor came back to the meat before it started to char. "I can give you a drawing your father made of her so you know what to look for."

"That would be amazing! I will take such good care of it, I promise" Charlie stand up to kiss his cheek and look for cookies on the counter nearby. "Is there anything in particular you want me to tell her?"

"Mmm" Alastor thought about it for a moment. "Just tell her that me and Lucifer are still together. That after the last time we talked, we decided to do everything we could to have you. A decision we are more than happy with. And I miss her, like always."

"I will" Charlie let out a tiny fawn squeak and hugged his side. "I am so excited now! You know, it has been a while since you told me how papa got in contact with her."

"Another story? So quickly? My little fawn is getting greedy."

"Please" Charlie hang from his shoulder, looking up with the most puppiest eyes that anyone had puppied before. "Pretty please? Pleasies? With… blood and viscera on top?"

"Oh, well, if you offer it like that" Alastor chuckled, delighted that his daughter would know him so well. "Can I eat my breakfast first?" After the affirmative answer, "Where is your violent partner anyway?"

"Vaggie" Charlie frowned. "She went out with Niffty to buy the groceries and other stuff that we need. You know, she is a really sweet person. If you gave her a chance I am sure you would like her."

"Oh, my dear, our king is the one with the sweet tooth, not me. I will take your word for it though!" Alastor didn't add any more to the statement as he casually continued on preparing the meat until it was ready, taking it to the table to be enjoyed with a fresh cup of coffee one of his tentacles brought. "Sit with me, little fawn. Or else my inspiration could fade away."

"Fine" sighed Charlie, bringing her cookies and the sugar for his tea. "Just think about it, dad. You are all part of my family now."

"And you have been dating how long exactly, my dear?"

"Three years. Why?"

"Mmm, moving a little too fast, aren't you? Your father and I took our time before we came to that point." Surprise arranged marriage not withstanding, of course. It didn't count until they made it count and indeed, it took a respectable while to get there.

"You would say the same thing even if we had dated for ten years" correctly pointed out Charlie.

Alastor was about to take a sip of his coffee, but instead he laughed, slapping his own knee. That was his little fawn, no doubt!

"Ha! Well, keep dating for ten more years and maybe I will consider changing my mind!"

Charlie groaned, giving up for now. Alastor nodded his approval as he continued eating. It wasn't as good as when Lucifer made it for him, so he finished up around the same time that Charlie was done with her tea and cookies. With the absence of Niffty, Charlie offered to quickly wash everything.

"Don't bother, dear. She will be happier to have something to work with when she comes back" assured Alastor, dumping the used pans and plates on the sink.

"Are you sure? I could at least wash the mug…"

"It's fine, she will love the gesture" Alastor anchored his arm with Charlie's, calling onto his shadows. "Now come with me, fawn. To my studio."

Charlie hold onto him when her vision became pure darkness. The travel lasted only a few seconds, but she was always a little unstable on her feet like just coming out from an elevator. Alastor hold her by the shoulder and patted her back when stabilized herself.

"This is the first time that you see it yourself, isn't that right, dear?" said Alastor, pointing to his couch for Charlie to accommodate herself in.

"Somehow it's… exactly what I expected" commented the princess as she looked around.

The decoration of black antlers and mounted heads on the wall of big bucks was something she knew from the old studios Alastor used to have before the hotel. She recognized the plants on the corner and the decorations right outside of the window that made the place feel like straight out of a swamp, just elevated above the water.

It did made her smile when she saw a picture of herself as a baby on Lucifer's arm near the mic on the control panel. Papa looked exhausted, like he haven't slept in days, but his happiness was still sincere for the camera. One of his rubber duckies was also serving as paper weight nearby. Those were the only truly personal pieces she could see.

"Aww, captain Quacker" commented, recognizing the little marine suit. One of those recurring characters that Lucifer kept making in slightly different poses when he just wanted to make something without thinking too hard about it. "Papa gave it to you?"

"So I could sail through the news with no issue" confirmed Alastor, sitting down next to her. "I couldn't refuse him with a pun like that one."

"Where is the drawing of grandma?" She was hoping to see it framed along with her picture.

"That one I carry with me" Alastor pulled out his wallet. Charlie got closer to him to see more baby pictures tucked on the interior and then a folded piece of paper that he started extending it over his lap.

There it was a pretty realistic drawing of a woman with beautiful bouncy curls framing a big smile. Some wrinkles were around her eyes, but that only made her look kinder, like she was used to laughing a lot, to fill an entire home with the sound of it.

"Your father enchanted it so it would never age or fade with time" commented Alastor. "That is why it still looks as good as if he just made it. Curiously enough this wasn't really how she looked when she was alive, but how she was in heaven last we saw her. She might have changed her hair style by now."

"She is beautiful. Can I?" Once Alastor nodded, Charlie took the drawing between her fingers and hold it up next to Alastor's face. "I can see it now! Your eyes are pretty similar."

"I didn't look like this when I was alive either, dear."

"But I can still see it" insisted Charlie, closing one eye and sticking out her tongue as she looked from Alastor to the drawing. "Maybe… oh, the shape of your chin is the same too. Do I have something of her?"

"Yes" Alastor lifted a hand and draw his thumb over above her eyes. "You have her eyebrows and shoulders."

Charlie let out a tiny gasp, seeing the drawing as if under a new light.

"Really? I didn't know that."

"That was part of the very long and boring conversation your father and I always skip when telling you the story of your creation" Alastor sighed. "We argued for days. Not even I could make that sound entertaining."

Charlie folded the piece of paper again and put it on her chest pocket, patting it gently so he would see that she was taking good care of it. Then she lifted her legs up the couch, after taking out her shoes, to hug them from the ankle. Alastor could see her hooves moving excitedly from underneath the hem of her pants.

"Story now, please."

"Indeed, my fawn. Well, a little out of season, but this happened around Christmas. Or the shameless commercialist version of it that sinners have developed here in hell to try to cope with their lost of life or steal more money than usual from naive souls. Not even an attempt to make it into a religious event, just an excuse to celebrate whatever way they saw fit full with empty platitudes about how especial those dates were supposed to be.

I personally could not care less. It was my second year into my marriage with Lucifer" And only a couple of weeks of them learning to be an actual couple, although Charlie didn't know that, "so he had it on his head that he should try to do something especial for me as a surprise. Apparently he had the idea of trying to get in contact with my mother for days now and heaven had refused to concede his request. Three times he attempted to convince the person in charge to respond to him when he made contact and three times he was denied, arguing that the souls who came to heaven should be freed from any influence from hell. That person used different words every time, but the reasoning was basically the same no matter what Lucifer argued back. They thought they were protecting my mother somehow or at least claimed to do so.

Lucifer still tried one more time. You know how stubborn our king can be when he has his mind set on something. At that point even I would have tell him to give it up, that they clearly did not care to listen and had no reason to do him any favor, especially not for the sake of a sinner, but I had no idea he was doing any of that. He kept telling me that he was doing boring paperwork on his studio that he could not be distracted from. On his last attempt, however, he was lucky enough that something had changed.

A new voice answered on the other side. A far kinder voice than the one he had been dealing with. A younger seraphim that must have been created after Lucifer's fall and therefore had no fear or precaution in front of him. This seraphim didn't even know who they were talking to until Lucifer had to present himself and only then their reaction was that of excitement, curiosity, like getting to know finally the face to a name they had heard about many times before.

The other seraphim that had denied Lucifer before was busy with something else that the younger one didn't really knew about. They had come to the office looking for something specific when the mirror that communicated with Lucifer activated and they thought it wouldn't hurt anyone to just say to whoever was trying to contact them that they could call back later. At the very least, they thought that was the most polite thing they could do.

Lucifer took his chance. Before the younger seraphim cut the call, he made his case. Just a brief form of contact between a specific winner and his sinner son. Nothing else, nothing more. He was willing to do whatever heaven wanted of him for that reunion" Alastor took a breath, a handkerchief reeking of angelic blood in the floor of Lucifer's studio making a comeback to his sensitive nose. Was that what Lucifer meant with doing anything when telling the story? How truly sadistic they were up there to ask him that kind of sacrifice in the first place?

But think about it would just make him angry again and concern Charlie, so he move on as if nothing happened.

"Luckily, the young seraphim had a softer heart and was easily moved to hear Lucifer's story. Keeping a son and mother apart was not something that felt right with them, so the two of them coordinated a little plan. The young seraphim would take out one of the crystals that they used to project themselves onto hell, so they could still interact with this side without actually being affected by nothing on it. I believe you already saw what that was on your meeting with the first man, fawn. That way there was no time restraints, no conditions and my mother could interact freely as if she was standing right on Lucifer’s office.

Once we were done, the young seraphim would destroy the crystal so there was no further evidence that had happened. They didn't even thought that we were doing anything wrong that should upset anyone… but why bother the elders of heaven with something like this in the first place? This was merely a personal issue, a one time thing. A small little favor for the sake of two souls that had been separated by circumstances outside of their control.

Let's ignore my multiple violent crimes for now.

Suffice to say, your father liked this seraphim more that the other one he had been dealing with before. This young one had no real care for further punishment or protecting souls in heaven on the same way.

The day before the meeting, that is when Lucifer told me what he had been working towards and how it would happen. I am not particularly proud to admit that my first instinct was to get mad at him for saving all this stuff from me in the first place. I did not like the idea that something like that could have been happening under my same roof and I didn't know about it. The fact that this all involved my own mother somehow made it worse.

A part of me didn't want to see her at all. I am not going to say that I never did anything while she was alive with me, but I kept it all under control for her sake right until the moment she was gone and only then I fully embraced my true nature. She had no idea what I had done and I much liked it more to keep it that way, so she would never think herself somehow responsible for my actions. What was I supposed to say to her if she asked why I was in hell and not with her? For one time meeting? How could I do that to her to mull the rest of her heavenly existence?

I was angry at your father for not thinking on any of that himself. I even considered canceling the whole thing. But a night apart gave me time to calm down and come to the conclusion. I could always just lie, I wasn't a stranger to that. A comfortable lie about avoiding taxes or being too envious about my neighbors. A sin of sloth here, a sin of greed there. Nothing bloody that I actively seek out as soon the lights were out. Nothing that would make a mother look at her only son like a monster and make her question what she did wrong.

When it was time for the designated hour, Lucifer went in first to the office to talk with the young seraphim and prepare my mother to the situation. I could have send my shadows to listen on what he said, how she responded, but I didn't want to rush it. I practiced on my head the way I would go about my story, the tone, even the phrases I would use, like an especial broadcast that I knew I couldn't fail at.

After a while Lucifer came out and showed me two thumbs up with the characteristic social grace my dear husband is accustomed to, presumably for support. I took a deep breath and grabbed the handle with more force than usual as I came in.

Sitting on a chair in front of the turned on chimney, the figure of my mother was waiting. She looked so solid, the illusion was truly perfect. When she was alive her hair was a lot shorter, fixed in careful curls close to her head with always perfect bang perfectly cutting above her eyes. Usually finished the look with a soft beige hat that was her favorite and made her feel fancy because it had a real pearl on the side.

Her new style wasn't as elaborated as that, but it fitted her just as well as if she had spend an entire life time with it. She didn't had a single gray hair on sight and looked to be at least twenty years younger than the last time I saw her. Her bad knee wouldn't affect her at all as she quickly stand up, looking at me with as much attention as I was doing for her. She had become so slow on her last years, but now she was moving with the confidence of a woman who never has to care about her body failing her.

Oh, that tiny man didn't lie when he said you could be different, were her first words as she came closer to me, her hesitant smile becoming wider. Her voice was still a little bit raspy, soft like butter in summer spread on a crunchy toast. What are you supposed to be, sweetie?

A deer. I don't know why.

Are you really my Alastor? Do you know who I am?

What a strange question. Of course I knew, why I wouldn't? I just nodded my head, not knowing what else to say, and I finally saw her full smile, extending her arms to me.

Oh, I know I can't actually touch you, but let me live the fantasy for a second, dearie.

She put her arms around my shoulders and I tried to do the same for her, without actually touching her. When I tried to rub her back, her form would distort and glitched out. I tried to imagine her lavender perfume with which she refused to ever get out of the house, but there was nothing. I was hugging air. Still, when she moved away to look at me again I could swear I felt her absence.

Come sit with me, sweetie. The more I see you, the more I think I recognize my boy. You had such cute eyes, though, that is a pity.

Suddenly it occurred to me that I could have looked like my old self if I wanted to with a simple spell. And now I wouldn't have another chance to present that face to her.

You look beautiful, I commented instead.

She laughed. The same cadence that I remembered from childhood, a lively laugh that almost sounded like the prelude for a song that she never truly started.

I know, right? I am telling you, I haven't felt better in decades! She looked at me and her eyes wrinkled a little. It took me a while to realize you weren't there, you know? An embarrassing amount of time actually. I kept asking Saint Peter if your name was on the list. Eventually I just had to stop and accept you weren't coming. We don't have a good sense of time where I am, but I figured enough had passed already. That or you were the longest standing man in earth with a bunch of grandsons around you.

Not quite, I corrected. My life ended no much after yours. I had other ten years before it was done and I woke up here. I searched for you everywhere too, but I wasn't really surprised to not find you here.

I waited for her to ask me how it happened. I had a lie prepared for that too. A hunting accident during an innocent trip. She never asked.

Oh, I am sorry, dear, said instead, her hand extending towards mine and phasing right through it as she tried to comfort me. She frowned at her own hand as if that was the guilty party before she noticed my ring. I didn't want to wear the glove in front of her.

And what is that, dearie?, she asked, suddenly perking up as if talking about some gossip on the hair salon. Did you got married down there and you didn't thought of telling your own mother first? Instead you talk to me about death and sad topics? I thought I taught you better than that, sweetie! Tell me who that is, come on. Why didn't you bring her here with you?

I was confused at that. How much did Lucifer explained who he was?

The tiny man, right? He told me that he was a friend of yours who wanted to help. He is a little… eccentric, but seems nice enough. Why? Was he wrong?

Suddenly I understood. A woman who died at the start of 1920s, who assisted to her Church every Sunday without fault. Lucifer would have thought that it was easier for everyone to hide our relationship for her to not sour the moment. He had no way of knowing that my mother was always a remarkable woman for her time and never once saved her grace whenever someone needed it. It never occurred to me to tell him about the lady neighbor that she paid with her own money so she could run away with her lover, away from a husband she didn't love because she liked best the company of other women. He would have no idea that on that front I would have never had any reason to be worried about her, because I never thought I would have to explain it to him.

Not wrong but not quite correct either, I said. That tiny eccentric man was my husband. This ring is because of him.

Now, I know what I just said about my mother never having an issue with people that came out of the norm. But I have to admit that her face of shock was quite hilarious.

Oh, well, that is just rude!, she said finally, buffing like an old truck. He could have told me that before! I wouldn't have call him tiny so much if I knew that was my son in law! I did it to his face too! Oh, that is so embarrassing!

I had to laugh.

Don't worry, I call him tiny all the time too.

Yeah, well, you shouldn't, she declared, putting her arms on her hips. If that man did all of this is obviously because he cares and you should be nice to him about it.

I laughed harder. Oh, Lucifer would love her. But I didn't call him in. This was my time with her.

I will think about it, I assured her and I smiled more when she started complaining that I always was such a grumpy man, but I could be so much nicer if I just tried.

How many times she had said the same thing to me? She looked younger, but I swear I could only see the woman as I knew her, ranting to me in the car as I had chosen to get out earlier of a birthday party of a kid I couldn't stand.

He is also the king of hell, I commented, delighted with another rendition of my mother being left completely speechless. If you knew how much my mom liked to talk, you would find it funny too. Not really surprisingly, that news was even more worthy of her surprise than the fact that we were two men.

Is… he is nice to you, isn't he?, she asked. He is not… I mean, I don't know. Is he good? Oh, don't laugh! You can't really drop that on your poor mother after telling me you are married to him, sweetie!

He has never caused me any harm, mom, I conceded. He is just exactly how he has presented himself to you. He is a good man that ended up on a bad situation without intending to.

She did seemed to calm down a lot after a while. She didn't understand it, and I didn't had enough time to explain it all to her, but she didn't have to in order to realize that the devil she was taught to fear never gave me a reason to fear him. If I was telling her that we were fine then there was no reason to doubt it.

She would know if I was lying about that kind of issue anyway. I would never be able to hide that from her, with the things she had seen.

Of course she was curious about everything else. How did we meet, what I have been doing there, my job, his job. I told her a condensed version of the same story that we told you, omitting the most violent bits because I already knew she wasn't going to be a fan of that or have your same tolerance to it, little fawn.

I even omitted the part about me being overlord altogether. As far she was concerned, I was merely a radio host just like I liked to do when I was alive. The same thing that I hope you will tell her. No, the radio waves of hell wouldn't reach Heaven so she couldn't listen to my broadcast. Yes, I was happy with my life as it was. Part of that was because of my marriage, yes.

Likewise, she wanted to tell me about every single friend and things going on with her new existence in heaven. Her new friends, the hobbies she engaged with, her favorite places to hang out when she was out. She had more than a century of updates to give and golly, was she going to deliver them as much as she could.

Normally I would love to hear all about it. She could read the phone-book and made it sound like a exciting soap opera. Where else do you think I got these skills?

But all I could think of was when was she going to bring up that I was in hell. At first I was just relieved to avoid the topic altogether, but after a some time I couldn't stand it any longer. In the middle of her explaining how a friend of her had broke up with her fourth partner in heaven, I asked her. Don't you want to know why I am here?

She stopped herself mid sentence and looked at me like that sincerely never even occurred to her.

Oh, sweetheart, that is not my job to know, she said, again trying to pat my hand and this time not minding when there was no real contact. I guess at this point the intention was what mattered the most.

It's not my place to judge you or anyone else, dearie. That is for someone else to decide and the choice was made already. Whatever we did alive won't change now. I don't need to know anything else to recognize you are still my own son.

Now I was the one left speechless" Alastor chuckled to himself, remembering how badly he wanted to being able to reach out and confirm that it was real, that she was really there and saying those compassionate words he never expected to hear.

She had smiled like somehow she knew all those thoughts he had and more, before continuing with her own story like there was no interruption.

"I don't remember what else we talked about. At some point, from somewhere on mom's side, an apologetic voice informed us that we better wrapped things up because they really needed to be back in a bit. My mom made the pantomime of hugging me again and I let it last longer than the first time. Then she tried to fix my hair and clicked her tongue when she failed at it.

She told me that she would keep me on her prayers. It's a ritual that humans make when they are alive and I guess to my mom it was just part of her routine like anything else, little fawn. I said that I would think of her, which is essentially the same thing.

The last image I had of her was of her standing with both her hands together and her big smile just as I described it for Lucifer for her drawing. After a while, I came out of the office to find Lucifer on the kitchen. I guess he was thinking of making tea, but instead had started a random duckie on the table to distract himself. It had worked so well that he was surprised to see me again. He asked me how it went, so I told him the truth.

She was happy that I married a kind man."

Charlie sniffed, reclining to hug Alastor, who was expecting it already to return to gesture. She squeezed almost as strong as the king, tears spilling from her chin.

"That… that was so beautiful" managed to comment as Alastor tried to clean her face. "She sounds like the coolest grandma ever, dad! I can't wait to meet her and tell her I will keep her on my prayer too!"

"Do you even know what kind of prayer humans do when they say that, little fawn?"

"Nope" Charlie sniffled. "But sounds nice, doesn't it?"

Alastor smiled wider, brushing her hair gently with his claws.

"I think it will best to just say you will keep her in mind, dear. Less confusing for her coming from the princess of hell."

"Okay" Charlie squeezed him until a squeak came out and she chuckled. Her crying calmed down gradually as Alastor rubbed her back. "I forgot to ask you her name. In case she doesn't recognize the eyebrows and my shoulders."

"Evelyn Morraine" Alastor haven't said that name on such a long time, but it came out surprisingly easy. "That is her maiden name she went by then. But I get the feeling she will recognize you, if she remembers Lucifer at all."

"I hope so" Charlie kissed his cheek and gasped in sudden realization. "I should get a present for her! What would grandma like?! You have to help me get her the best present ever, dad!" insisted, pulling on the arm of Alastor. "I have to make the best first impression!"

Oh, well, it seemed that he had new plans for his morning.

On the afternoon, the lobby of the hotel was filled with the suitcases and luggage of Charlie as she paced back and forth in front of the stairs. Every so seconds she would take out her phone to watch the time.

"Sweetie, the time won't go faster because you keep checking" said Vaggie.

"I just gotta make sure! We don't want to miss our chance!" Charlie smiled nervously. "What if they forget to open it when they said they would? I don't really know how good the timing of heaven is. Maybe time moves different for them? Dad?"

Alastor, standing nearby, shrugged. He was only there to make sure the portal opened up at all.

"Wrong father to ask, dear."

Charlie groaned, looking at her phone.

Vaggie rolled her only eye and covered the screen with her hand, reaching for Charlie's.

"Honey, they use the same watches we do. They are extremely punctual, always have been. If they said they would open at a certain hour, they will" Vaggie smiled when Charlie looked up. "You can relax."

"I keep forgetting you have more experience with them than me" Charlie sighed, saving her phone on her pocket. She straighten up to put her hands on her hips. "Yes, that is right. This is all going to go smoothly and with no problems whatsoever."

Just as she said that, something blew up on the hotel and Charlie brought her hands to her face as Angel yelled why the fuck was always the same wall. A friend of Angel had come to visit him with a bunch of bombs in hand, her voice just as loud as her explosions.

"D…uh, Alastor, please?" called Charlie, correcting herself in time, and Alastor nodded.

"Yes, dear, I will have it fixed."

As Charlie turned to greet the new comer, Alastor saw a portal with golden ridges open up just above his head and he instinctively extended his arms. Lucifer perfectly landed on them and put his own arm around his shoulders.

"Hey, handsome, haven't seen you in a while" Lucifer winked an eye and reached out for a kiss, but Alastor pulled away.

"There is a visitor here who hasn't signed any contract, sir" explained Alastor, barely opening his mouth, making a head gesture towards the Cherri Bomb girl and Charlie.

To be fair, neither of them were paying them any mind, but it was always best to go on the side of caution. That was the only way they could keep the secret for as long as they did. Lucifer went rigid for a second, the blush on his face evident for anyone to see, and then started laughing.

"What a luck that you happened to catch me, guy whose name I barely remember at all!" said, patting his shoulder without realizing how clumsy it looked. "But you are a total stranger and I do not trust you at all, so if you could just leave me on the floor that would be great!"

"Smooth" teased Alastor on a whisper as he did just that, lamenting the lost of that familiar warmth with him.

He took a wise step back as he made a show of fixing up his suit, after putting on his glove at his back. Lucifer's blush intensified, but couldn't manage any response before Charlie had finally realized that he was there.

"Papa!" In a second the princess of the hell was hugging the tiny figure, swinging him around as if he weighted nothing. "I was afraid you weren't going to come!"

"I rushed the most I could so I could be here" Lucifer smiled sincerely again, looking up with a bigger pride than his entire ring was. "You are going to do amazing, sweetie."

Charlie's eyes teared up for a moment, before she quickly remembered what she was talking about. She left a hand over the shoulder of Lucifer as she addressed everyone else in the lobby.

"Oh, as I was saying! I think everyone would benefit from having a nice and fun night out all together with Angel's friend! That is an excellent bonding experience!"

"I mean, sure, bitch, whatever you say" said Cherri, still counting all the money she had just being handed to.

"Well, since nobody is leaving me any choice" Angel stretched out his four arms. "What about you, short king? Don't you want to sign up for a night of fun? You could maybe find a queen out there?" added with a wink, snorting when Lucifer just looked mildly uncomfortable but Alastor's eye was twitching like he was about to combust. The hands of the radio demon were gripping his staff with a strength he would dedicate to someone's neck. "Don't get so nervous over there, it was just a suggestion. I am guessing smiley there is already saying no."

"I… I will pass" said Lucifer, managing a smile.

"I am afraid that I had other plans anyway" commented Alastor casually. "My own date should be arriving soon."

"Huh?" Lucifer and Angel looked both equally taken aback.

"Oh, you wouldn't know him. He is a shark demon that handles mostly with the black market" Alastor explained as he revised his claws, hoping Lucifer would get the hint. For the way he suddenly blushed, he did and that was all he needed. "Business has been rough lately so I thought to suggest a date to forget about things. I am sure it will be a lovely night. Have fun you all on your side, though."

"Blue demon, right?" said Angel, tilting his head as he tried to remember some missing detail. After a beat, he looked over at Lucifer and suddenly understood. He shrugged, rising his hands. "Alright, have it your way, dude. Come on, gang, let's get wasted!"

"Yeah, bitch, that is what I was talking about!" Cherri hang from the neck of Angel, not caring at all all about the king being on the same room as her or the princess that looked at them with concern on her eyes.

"You mean metaphorically, right?" said Charlie. As Angel laughed in response, another portal opened up. This one was clearly showing a trail among the clouds. "It's here, it's here!" Charlie took a deep breath and turned to hug Lucifer. "Wish me luck, papa."

"Good luck, duckling. Kill them all. Or break an arm or however you are suppose to say it. You understand."

Charlie looked over at Alastor, hesitating about what to do with him, and finally ended up sending him a little wave that Alastor was happy to return.

"Aren't you forgetting about something else, dear?" said, pointing with his eyes to a box on top of her luggage.

"Ah, the thing! The thing for the thing!" Charlie grabbed it quickly, carrying it on one arm as she took Vaggie's hand on the other. "I love you all, bye!"

"Take care you two!" said Lucifer to the portal before it effectively closed off.

"Well, I should be preparing myself for my date" sighed Alastor, lifting a hand to let his little minions come out from the shadows and work on the reparations, for the millionth time it seemed. "See you all later!"

He turned around around and dissapeared on the floor, his shadows carrying him to his room faster than ink freshly spilled. Once there, he sat on his bed and kicked one leg over another until finally another portal manifested at his side.

"Yeah, I have to come back to my office. King duties and all!" announced the voice of Lucifer, just in case, before he stepped to the other side and quickly closed the portal. The king cleared his throat, relying his weight on his cane. "So… we have a date now?"

"Mmm" Alastor nodded. "It has been a while, hasn't it? It could be fun. Unless you do have king duties to attend to."

Lucifer snorted.

"Even if I did, fuck it" Lucifer moved in front of Alastor as the radio demon uncrossed his legs, making space for the king to stand between them. "You are so much more interesting than any of that" Lucifer brushed the red hair with his claws, grabbing a handful at the back without making a lot of pressure.

As Alastor had to tilt his head back a little, he looked at the eyes of his husband. Once second they were the same red as always and in a blink they were pure yellow without pupils. The hand on the back of his head also changed, becoming heavier and bigger.

"You know, you could also just say that you missed this form" The blue shark demon snickered, letting go of the hair to caress Alastor's cheek, running a thumb over his chin. On his hands there were now multiple rings to make their wedding one less noticeable.

Even his voice changed like that, from the soft heavenly one to a low rumble that vibrated on the chest of whoever was listening. Only Alastor knew that it was still the voice that Lucifer had on his full demon stage.

"It has its charms" admitted Alastor, his hands testing out the thickness of Lucifer's new body. The height was the same, but for this character Lucifer had given him a more muscular fit that always looked just a tad bit squeezed by the blue business suit he always wore. Alastor let his hand wander up to the start of the shark tail, long and sharp, enjoying when it twitched slightly at his contact. He looked up again to see Lucifer giving him a cheeky smile, his teeth even longer and wider than before. Somehow he could still just see his husband underneath, having fun with his role. "But as long it's you, I will find something to like."

"Hey, you were the one who suggested it first. I could be your girlfriend too" Just as he said that, the shark demon turned into a chubby small succubus. The long pink hair tickled Alastor's fingers as the tiny bat wings moved with an a chuckle. The smile of this form was a lot softer as Lucifer squeezed his arms together to emphasize his new chest, pressed against a pink sweater that perfectly remarked the curves of his body. His giggle was light and lively, contagious. "Don't you feel like wanting to be my tall gentleman for the night, baby?"

Alastor chuckled and brought him closer to kiss his lips. Full, soft, already tasting like strawberry even if Lucifer hasn't applied anything yet. The long straight hair was always a joy to run his fingers through, not a single knot to be found. He saw from the corner of the eyes the thin black tail flicker from side to side, content with being touched anywhere by his hand. It's like he became extra sensitive on that body, whether as part of the character or subconsciously, Alastor couldn't complain.

"Next time, love" said. He didn't feel like battling men looking at his husband the entire time, at the moment at least. The whole idea was for the two of them to relax and spend some time together, without worrying about heaven's issues, their daughter or anyone else, for a couple of hours.

The small succubus pouted.

"I am taking your word for it, babe" In another blink, the shark was back and he put a knee on the bed in order to gently hold Alastor's face to kiss him deeper. His tongue ran through the pointy teeth and when Alastor sighed lightly, Lucifer took his chance to let himself inside to curl around the tongue there with his, a thicker one that could chock him out if he really wanted to. Alastor's hands grabbed to the front of the demon's vest, trying to stop him or to hold to him, who knew, until Lucifer pulled out, looking way satisfied with himself. "You are so fucking cute like this, amorcito."

With that, Lucifer already made known that he was inside his character already. No more the king of hell, who struggled to get out his castle and kept mostly for himself, away from his own people. Now it was Alejandro, the hispanic demon that dealt on the black market selling weapons and rare poisons. A master of death that never had panic attacks, didn't loose his cool and wasn't going to be worried sick over his daughter, because he didn't had any. His business was his first love, or so went the character profile that Lucifer had cooked up on his head, which didn't stopped him from being a good date still. Because I am head over heels crazy about you, cariño, was the justification for that contradiction.

"Quiet" Alastor knew that reply was admitting the effect the kiss had on him, whipping out from his mouth the drool.

Alejandro knew it too and he caressed his cheek, arching an eyebrow. Luckily for him, this form was a gentleman that didn't need to reveal on his small victories.

"Did you had any plan besides calling me over?"

Right. The idea wasn't just making out in their room the entire time. No matter how tempting that was. Too many distractions around.

"Actually, the plan from Charlie had wasn't a bad one" said Alastor, standing up just as Alejandro took a step back. He saw with satisfaction that his expression did not change from its cocky and mildly amused one at the mention of that name. "A couple of drinks on town sounds good for you?"

"Sounds great, amor" Alejandro pulled out his phone. "I will call a driver to take us."

Since Alejandro wasn't capable of opening portals to any part of hell at will, but was still filthy rich, they moved in cars to whichever point they wanted to go out. Alastor found it just plain unnecessary at first, conceding only because Lucifer insisted on it, but now he liked the feeling of being taken out for a date in the "traditional" way. Their entire relationship had been nothing but peculiar, so a normal aspect like that one could stand out like something especial they might as well could indulge in. A treat just for the two of them.

"Great idea, dear!" said Alastor, taking the shoulders of the demon and pushing him towards the door. "How about you go be a darling and wait for it on the lobby while I prepare myself?"

Alejandro blinked on a very Lucifer like way.

"You look pretty ready for me, amor" said, trying to come off as charming but mostly just confused.

"That is sweet, dear, but I have something different in mind" Alastor finish to drag him to the hallway and patted his head. "I won't take long! Thanks for understanding."

Before Alejandro could say anything else, Alastor had already closed the door to their room. Without another choice, Alejandro looked for a good driver that could take care of the limo that he made appear outside of the hotel with a snap of his fingers. The only limo that he had back at the palace and whose reason for existing were those dates. The one exception was giving it to Charlie so she could go to prom in proper style, but now she had her own and the vehicle had been collecting dust on the garage since then. Another flick of his wrist would fix that.

The minions were still working on the hole. Away from the construction noises, Alejandro finished with the call and noticed his shadow being larger than usual.

"Oh? Did you missed something, sweetheart?" called with a smirk.

The shadow still played dumb for a moment longer, but eventually took his true form and creeped through his leg to wrap itself around his neck. The long creepy smile extended over his chest.

"Kinda excited to get out, huh?" said with a chuckle. The smile just extended further and he decided to read that as a yes. "Me too, sweetie" He sighed, looking down at his phone again.

No new messages. No new calls. Was that supposed to be a good sign? Did Heaven even got reception up to there that could reach hell?

Just in case he typed a message to Charlie to please text him as soon she could. While it was still being send, he started balancing on his feet. They weren't going to hurt Charlie, right? Sera could be harsh and too set on her own ways, but she wouldn't just try to do anything to his kid in some fucked up idea of revenge, right? Their agreement was a short visit, just a talk and that was it. They wouldn't go so far to take away her phone, right?

Suddenly the screen was covered in black and pulled out from his hand to float in the air. It took him a second more to realize that it was the shadow keeping it just outside his reach.

"Har har har" said, not amused. "Very funny, honey. You can give it back now" The shadow shook his head and elevated the phone even more in the air, a mocking smirk on his face. Alejandro frowned. "Oh come on, just one message is not obsessing over nothing! Give it back!" When the shadow still refused, Alejandro tried to extend his tail to slap the phone away, but every time the dark figure just moved away.

Sometimes he let the phone come close, tempting him, only to keep him swatting the air. Taking out his wings wasn't going to make any matters better for him, it was only going to be the same game but with the added wound at failing to keep himself on role for such a small thing. Only emergencies or if it was necessary for the date were his self-imposed rules.

"What are you doing?" asked Alastor, materializing in the lobby.

Alejandro finished throwing the cushion of the couch he was holding. Of course even then the shadow avoided him and went around him in direction to his source, leaving the phone on the hand of Alastor.

"I was just trying to send one message…" tried to justify the shark demon before he turned around. Alastor was standing on a new red velvet suit on top of a black shirt, his hair tied on a ponytail at the back of his head. From the also red tie was connected the chain of his pocket watch, coming out from the pocket on his chest. All perfectly complimented by his new red pants and shoes with golden details over the black leather. Alastor stood with his cane, satisfied with the reaction he was getting. Alejandro looked at him up and down. "You look so pretty, babe."

"Pretty?" Alastor arched an eyebrow without losing the satisfied grin.

That was a Lucifer word to use.

Alejandro understood the correction and straighten up, clearing his throat.

"I mean… you look gorgeous, amor" said, regaining his composure, going to him and taking his hand delicately to kiss the knuckle on top of his glove. Now that he saw it closer, the jacket had a pattern of skulls and roots that could look as an antlers if one wanted to, but they could only be noticed under the light. "When did you get it?"

"I will admit it was kind of an impulse purchase. Originally I was planning to use it to laugh at the funeral of a overlord I consumed, but then I realized I didn't care!" Alastor laughed, fixing up invisible imperfections to his sleeves. "So this stayed on the closet waiting for a especial occasion to use it."

"Well, aren't I the luckiest demon in all of hell" Alejandro smiled, walking around the radio demon passing his hand over his back until landing on his waist. "Can I get my phone back, amor?"

"Mmm, nope" said Alastor simply, pocketing it. "You are going to drive yourself insane looking at it the entire time if given the chance."

Alejandro's smile tensed up.

"One message, mi vida. I just tried to send one message."

"Case in point" Alastor stomped his cane on the floor again, reclining to be at his eye level. "My little fawn will be perfectly safe and fine. She will be back sooner than you realize and tell her parents all about how her little visit went. Something that does not concern you at all. So right now I just want to get out with my lovely company and have a good time without dealing with an anxious tiny king getting himself worried sick over nothing."

Alejandro squinted his eyes.

"You really needed to add the tiny there, didn't you?"

Alastor elevated his chin slightly to kiss his cheek.

"Indeed. Now, my love, did you called…" Alejandro cut his next words grabbing the front of Alastor's jacket to keep him bended and at the perfect height for him to claim his mouth. He grabbed his head under the ponytail to keep him in place as their lips moved together, slowly getting him against the wall.

He separated for just one moment to appreciate the half lid look of Alastor.

"If you really want to distract me, amorcito" said, his nose rubbing against the cheek of the demon, where he could smell the blood rushing in. Shark demons were especially sensitive to that kind of thing so any change on the body of Alastor he could catch it almost instantly ", you are going to have to give me something better than that. It's been too long since I last saw you." His hand took hold of Alastor waist, easily finding the tail under the jacket and giving it a small tug that made Alastor's body shiver. No matter how many times it happened, his body always reacted like it never expected that reaction. "Understand, cariño mío? I will need some kind of compensation for all the time you weren't with me."

Alastor gulped and Alejandro smirked when realizing his eyes were still fixated on his mouth, following the movement of his tongue. The hand of the radio demon went up his neck, brushing briefly against his gills.

"Understand" finally cam out from him when he managed to find his breath.

"Good" Alejandro went for another kiss. Alastor inclined his head ever so slightly to receive him, when the sound of the door bell froze them both.

Alastor immediately was consumed by his shadows, only to stand a step away as he fixed his suit again, back turned to him. Alejandro stumbled a little with the sudden loss of his support, but managed to keep himself standing as he regained his composure.

Alastor hummed in recognition. Alejandro went to open up the door, a little imp announcing someone had requested a driver for the night there.

"That was me" said, clearing his throat. At least there was a cool breeze outside that somewhat cleared his head. He made the keys of the limo appear on his pocket with a silent flick of his wrist and gave it to him. "The vehicle is right there. Take me and my companion to town and stop only when I tell you to. Don't bother with the whole opening the door for us."

"Yes, sir" The little imp bowed his head, going to the limousine to get himself inside.

Alejandro took a deep breath. Now it was when the real show started.

"Coming, amor?" said, extending his arm up and smiling when he could feel Alastor putting his hand over his forearm, coming off the shadows. He looked absolutely perfect, of course, like he wasn't about to moan against the wall of a desolated hotel and something about that made him more desirable at his eyes. He wanted to make a mess out of him. "A splendid night to get out, isn't?"

"It's not bad" admitted Alastor, closing the hotel behind them as they walked forward. After all, on their little date he was the sole responsible for it and Alejandro was merely a visitor. "Just a few drinks and we can be back, my dear. Nothing too extravagant."

"I am going to have to cancel the helicopter then" joked Alejandro. He opened up the door at the back for Alastor, who graciously came to sit and made room for Alejandro inside. The back area of the limousine was rather large, with a mini bar on the side and the seat curving over the end to connect with the rest. The ceiling could be opened up too, but neither of them reached for it. "We are ready now. Vámonos."

"Yes, sir!" their driver nodded from his seat.

They came out the entrance of the hotel.

"Do you have any preference on the place, dear?" asked Alastor, looking out the window, but turning around when the hand of Alejandro gently coaxed him from the cheek.

"How about we just stop on any place that looks good?" the shark whispered, his thumb drawing circles on the connection between his jaw and neck. Even without this form having pupils, Alastor could know exactly where his eyes were going. "I paid for the entire night. There is no rush at all, precioso."

He kissed his lips, calmly, his hand holding the back of his neck. Alastor slowly moved to the curved seat, turning his body towards the shark demon. Alejandro moved over his cheek and nuzzled it with a light chuckle, enjoying with their closeness, before he translated to the neck of the radio demon. Alastor sighed when the sharp long teeth started nibbling him. It was all still rather tame to what he was used to, some lively ember rather than a raging fire, so he had an opportunity to see to his side. Alejandro wasn't even reaching to undo his tie, so he didn't reach for his belt either.

He caught the eyes of the driver staring back at them through the viewfinder mirror. For a second he considered the image they offered together and had to imagine it wasn't a bad one. His smile could have been confused for an inviting one, right until his green stitches appeared and his eyes turned black. The radials on his pupils turned both at the same time to the left as the divider between their zone and the driver was pulled up.

"Amor" said Alejandro, still kissing his cheek. "Don't terrorize the driver while he is driving. Wait until a red light for that."

"He should keep his eyes squarely on the road, not on us" pointed out Alastor, coming back to normal immediately, rubbing the back of the shark demon. "It's unsafe. I do hope you give him a bad review for that."

"I do plan to do that anyway" continued Alejandro, his hand coming up to grab his waist and up his chest after opening his jacket. "Nobody else but me should get to see you like this. What are people going to think if they see the horrifying, terrifying, ferocious radio demon offering himself so openly?"

"They won't" affirmed Alastor, rumbling with satisfaction as their mouth found each other again. "I will kill them all first."

"Starting with me?" added Alejandro with a smirk, playing with the fluffy tail of the deer, his fingers almost following the back and forth that was naturally doing.

"I might be persuaded…" Alastor bite the shark's lip, "to leave you last at least."

"Mmm, I better behave myself then. Would be a shame to spoil the fun."

"Agreed" chuckled Alastor, holding the face of the shark up. The eyes of Lucifer that he could recognize everywhere, even on another form, was like a blanket all over his body. "You have been a good player thus far."

Alejandro kissed him again.

"But seriously, if that driver is giving you googly eyes, I will kill him. I ain't paying for a pendejo calenturiento."

"I know" Alastor nuzzled him close.

Hearing about murder plans from his partner was always a nice piece of fun, especially if it was for him. Not roses or champagne, but that was his idea of what romance was like.

They lost the idea of how long they were entertained with each other. After a while Alejandro recognized a sign passing them through the window.

"Oh, how about Mirage?" After Alastor gave his approval, he extended his tail to knock on the divider, pulling it down slightly. "Hey, we know where we want to go. Turn around the block and stop in front of Mirage."

"Yes, sir."

By the time they stopped in front of the club, they both were totally composed as Alejandro opened up the door and offered his hand out for Alastor to get out. The Mirage was a modest club, not so exclusive that there was a line of people waiting outside, but still nice enough that there wasn't drunks barfing on the entrance or starting fights. As long one could pay enough they could even get some privacy to be on their own.

Alejandro indicated to the driver to keep driving in circles. Once the vehicle dissapeared in the corner, there was officially no reason why they couldn't just enter. And yet, the feet of Alejandro stayed on its place like he was glued to the concrete. People were coming inside and the lights coming from the windows were covered by the shadows of the attendants, moving and dancing.

Alastor moved his hand from his arm to his wrist, holding his palm with his other to lock fingers.

"Do you want to go to a smaller place, my darling? I don't mind."

Alejandro shook his head and squeezed his hand.

"No" said, taking a deep breath. "No, I was just… thinking on how we will outshine everyone."

The smile the shark gave him was just as wide as usual. Only Alastor could notice the slight tension on the rest of jaw.

"We outshine anyone everywhere" Alastor lifted the hand to brush it against his lips, pressing gently. "Are you sure?"

The eyes of Alejandro soften up.

"Yes" He sighed his shoulder visibly relaxing gradually with each breath. "Let's go."

The club was less full than what it looked on the outside. Alejandro wrapped an arm around Alastor's waist. It could have looked like just a casual gesture for anyone interested, but Alastor dedicated himself to run his fingers over the neck of the shark in a comforting manner as they came inside. On the dance floor the demons and hellborns danced together. On the corners little tables with tall stools were beyond seeing the couches against the walls, in more private areas.

Alastor checked out the security cameras with his shadows, like usual on every place he entered. They were still just as useless as the first time they discovered the place, placeholders to make it seem like there was some security beyond the bouncers and guns that no doubt the bartenders had with them. It was one of the main reasons why they kept coming back. Suddenly becoming conscious of the presence of something trying to grab his image was a small annoyance, but an annoyance all the same he liked more to avoid.

"How about you get us some drinks while I go get us where to sit, cariño?" recommended Alejandro, his hand calling his attention by rubbing his back. His deep voice stand out easily over the music. "You know what I like already!"

"Great idea!" said Alastor, reclining to kiss his cheek and taking the chance to whisper against his skin. "If you need to come out…"

Alejandro turned around, nuzzling his cheek with his nose.

"I am okay. Thank you."

Alastor subtly nodded and straighten up, sliding his index under his chin. The shark demon gave him a smirk before he went among the crowd. A few demons recognized him, heads turning around following him, and a few even went as far as to greet him. Alejandro corresponded with the according bravado, waving at people and almost destroying the hand of whoever tried to shake it with him. Not one of them knew the demon outside of their dates, they just assumed he was busy with the black market.

Alastor of course was also recognizable, but nobody even attempted to act friendly with him in the same way. The last time an overlord tried that… well, he ended up buying a suit for a funeral he never even attended to. Alastor preened internally as he saw the people making way for him, all the way to the bar.

"Good afternoon, my good man!" called Alastor to one of the two bartenders, neither of which he could recognize immediately.

It had really been too long since their last date. Unfortunately their hands were full, literally so, shaking a drink after another for a group that was waiting for them, so Alastor decided to give them exactly seven more seconds before he demanded their attention. Seven, because he just felt generous that night, and any seconds at all because one of the bartenders send him an apologetic smile, promising he was going to be with him as soon he finished. Seemed to be an overwhelming night for them and he could spare some sympathy.

"Hey, handsome" said a demon, obviously drunk at his side. The idiot could barely keep himself standing without relying on the stool.

2. 3. Alastor looked at the front. Surely that demon would get bored and get away, if he had any survival instinct left on him.

"Hey, buddy, don't you know how to say hello? You could at least pay some attention when someone talks to you."

5…

A screeching of a record suddenly being stopped filled the air around. The neck of Alastor cracked as he looked down.

That idiot had really dared. He was a disgusting dragon like thing clasping his gross claw around his arm. It wasn't a strong hold and it didn't mattered either. He wasn't planning to eat any snack on the date, but he was nothing if not flexible. His fist closed slowly at his side as he called to his shadows, tentacles elevating on the air about to close over the demon. Some of the other costumers catches on what was going to happen and they moved away from the splash zone.

In the next second, the hand dissapeared. Both Alastor and the demon saw the palm hitting the floor, separated from the wrist. Only Alastor noticed the tail of Alejandro slithering away back to it's original size as the demon shark got closer.

"Now, now" Alejandro smiled wide, showing off his whole deadly smile. "The man was obviously not interested. Did no one taught you how to take a fucking hint? You shouldn't be touching people without their permission. It could really piss someone off."

"You-you cut my fucking hand!?"

That was the way that the dragon demon managed to come out his own shock. After that unnecessary question, he started screaming, holding onto his bleeding wrist.

"Oh, you have no idea from what I saved you" commented Alejandro, lifting the dismembered limb with his tail and giving it a good bite. He tasted it for a few seconds and shrugged. "I had worse."

He teared up the hand from the index finger and annular, offering Alastor the other piece. The radio demon took it and munched, comfortably ignoring the painful shreaking one step away from him.

"Needs more spice" recognized, arching an eyebrow.

"Yeah, you would think that a dragon wouldn't be so fucking bland" agreed Alejandro, putting a hand on his back, throwing the rest of the meat over his shoulder. "You good, amor?"

"I was going to take care of it."

Alastor wasn't actually disgruntled with the results, all the contrary, but had to keep up appearances. Even if Alejandro didn't know him enough already, the way his eyes lowered for a moment would have been enough of a clue he wasn't actually angry. He smirked, winking an eye.

"Well, duh. But I was faster."

The answer that Alastor had prepared for him never came out when another voice, besides the hurt dragon demon, elevated over the music.

"What the fuck happened to my brother?!"

Another dragon demon, a bigger one, elevated his head over the crowd and made his way towards them as the smaller one continued whining in pain. He wasn't coming alone either, a bunch more demon were mobilizing with him. Alejandro and Alastor looked at each other with the same smile. A small nod shared was all they needed to seal their fate.

Five demons against two. Since Alejandro had already taken a piece, Alastor got the first strike. One of his tentacles went straight through a skull, squishing the brain out of the head like a sponge until it fell to the floor. Intentionally he had targeted the demon that were around the big brother, the leader, so the other were still not deterred from trying their luck. Alejandro let out a joyous laugh and went out, taking out other costumers out of his way with his tail as he went to grab other of the demons by the face.

The reptilian demon was taller and bigger than his form. All the more reason to bring him first to his height and then throw it to the air. His tail moved quickly, cutting him in first over his head. As the sinner blood washed over him, he grabbed both legs and pulled them apart, using them as a weapon for the next one who came trying for him.

The screams of the other costumers mixed in with the encouragement positive reactions. Some of them were rushing out of the pub, leaving broken glasses or abandoning their drinks.

Alastor smashed two of the demons together as he did the motion for an applause. The speed and force of the impact made both of them spit blood. As if pulling on secret string for his little puppet, Alastor's tentacles grabbed them by each of their members to twisted them on every point they shouldn't be. The screams of agony were quickly silenced when their necks broke at the same time.

"Fuck that!" screeched the bigger dragon, pulling out a gun from his belt.

The leg of one of his buddies quickly kicked it away. Alejandro grabbed the choker he was wearing and jumped on top of him, tinted in red that stand out even more against the blue of his suit.

"You are not fucking threatening my cariño, hijo de la remil puta" growled on his face, opening his jaw to close over the scaly nose. The demon tried to take him out, but Alejandro was immovable as he ripped what he could and quickly swallowed in front of him. "You taste only slightly better than your brother. It must be a family thing."

"Darling" said Alastor, calmly, as he conjured his staff.

"Mmm, sí, mi vida?" Alejandro forced the mouth of the dragon demon shut with his hand and turned his head. When he saw the radio demon's antler getting bigger he smiled. "Oh, I know that look. He feels more spicy than any of your asses ever was. You are fucked, man" commented to the dragon, patting his cheek. "Don't worry, you won't have to see me finish off the disrespectful shit of your brother."

He jumped off him, pushing him back, right into a void that opened up right under him, a dozen of tentacles coming out to elevate him on the air. While the laughter of Alastor filled his ears, Alejandro sniffed on the air for the smaller dragon. In the middle of the whole chaos, he had tried to hide among the people and get out through the exit emergency. Alejandro gave him the chance to reach on the handle and open up before he perforated his abdomen with his fist. He slammed him against the wall and quickly cut his legs under the knees so he was lower than him.

"When you respawn, remember this" whispered Alejandro into his ear, extending his hand further to reach his neck. He could feel the quicked beating inside the chest through his bicep. "If someone doesn't want to talk to you, walk away. Be respectful, it doesn't take much. Especially if it's my amorcito because I will make sure this feels like a relaxing massage. Pendejo."

The neck crushed easily under his fingers. The demon spasmed just two times before he went limp. Alejandro expired some air through his nose, satisfied, and then kicked the body through the exit to rot on the alley until someone picked it up. When he returned to Alastor, his laughter had subdued and his tentacles were taking to the void the pieces of the big brother. Alejandro knew he looked like a mess, while Alastor was still just as perfect as if he had just come out the hotel. Alejandro wasn't really expecting nothing less from him.

"That was fun!" said Alastor, his head turning the entire way before the rest of his body followed.

Alejandro loved the laughter still attached to his eyes and he smiled back. Alastor took out a handkerchief from a pocket and offered it to him.

"Thank you" said with a wink, getting his hands at least as clean as he could.

He tried to follow with his face, but Alastor gently stopped his hand. Alejandro looked at him with an arched eyebrows until the radio demon hold him up, licking the blood off his cheek and his temple. His tongue was long and warm.

"Leave that for a moment" whispered Alastor, slipping a finger over his chest. "It suits you."

Alejandro looked up, barely resisting the impulse to audibly gulp right there. Alastor was so close and he smelled still to his shampoo, his cologne, not even a trace of death disturbing the image he wanted to give.

Alejandro would grin and say something flirtatious, keep up the sexy mood up, so that is what he was going to do. He reached out the back of Alastor's neck to bring him further down.

"Fuck, I love you" sighed, because that is what he really wanted to say.

The words felt too big to be contained inside.

Only he heard the little squeak that came out from Alastor. When the deer ears flattened against the top of the demon's head, he left a soft kiss on his cheek, a slight red mark finally destroying the perfection. Alastor did not tried to clean it up and he wanted to say I love you again, repeat it until Alastor would force his mouth shut.

They stood still for a moment, soaking up on their proximity. Alejandro took the chance to smell the blood running up to the face of the other, not a full blown blush, but a comfortable and satisfied presence through out his face. He imagined that if he touched the small tails it would be moving under his jacket.

Eventually Alastor cleared his throat and he let him go. The radio demon straighten up. They finally were able to order their drinks. The bartenders suddenly were very quickly in serving them now. A couple of people patted the shoulder of Alejandro and praised the show given, to which he just smiled and nodded his head, more aware than usual of Alastor walking just at his side and dissuading people of trying to talk to him further.

When they chose a seat on the back of the club, people moved out of their way. Some out of fear and some giving them thumb up. The bouncers took out whatever pieces they could grab, getting first into a garbage trash, soon to be disposed on the alley to rot. Their job was to avoid fights if possible, not break them off.

"I have to admit" commented Alejandro, taking the first sip off his drink. It wasn't the strongest, but he liked the sweet flavor, "this is going great."

"Indeed" Alastor drank his whiskey. Their knees were brushing together and neither acknowledged it. "You are welcome by the way."

Alejandro chuckled, taking the hand that Alastor had over his own lap and caressing the knuckles with his thumb as he hold it.

"Alright, I can get a hint. What should I do to thank you properly for taking me out?" asked, his cheeky smile ready for anything.

Alastor's eyes wrinkled, satisfied, and he inclined to whisper at his ear.

"You can start by changing that horrible music for something we can actually dance to."

"Is not that one of those things that doesn't concern me?" teased Alejandro, a normal and simple demon shark that had no control over something like that. Not even an overlord.

"Exceptions for everything, dear" Alastor's index finger scrapped over his thigh. "I won't mind if you don't."

"Do I get to choose the music?"

"As long it's reasonable."

Alejandro thought through his options.

"How about tango?"

Alastor nodded and Alejandro joined his fingers, about to snap them when suddenly a notification sound froze him. They both looked at each other and then the pocket of Alastor, where a bunch of notifications sounds followed through one after another.

"Charlie" said Alejandro, who wasn't Alejandro anymore even if he was still wearing the face. "Babe, it could be Charlie."

"Let's see first" Alastor took out the device like it was a dirty napkin, pinching it between his fingers, and gave it to Alejandro to unlock the screen.

They both saw a bunch of messages still coming in, all coming from the same name. For the first time in his hellish life, Alastor with actual interest what appeared on the screen.

"Hi, papa! I just came to Heaven. I met two seraphims and Sain Peter already! They said that you are not going to get these messages until I am back, I am sorry!"

"PAPA, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THERE WAS A ZOO HERE?! ALL THE ANIMALS ARE SO CUTE AND SOFT!"

"I MET A GIRAFFE! I PET HIM! HE LICKED MY HAND! I AM NEVER CLEANING THIS UP AGAIN!"

"Vaggie said they won't give me frozen yogurt until I clean it up. I don't know what that is."

"I tasted frozen yogurt. I don't think I will ever be the same. Maybe we could have that at the hotel? Oh, please, please, please."

With almost each message there was a new picture attached. A selfie of Charlie smiling with a cup of frozen yogurt with rainbow sprinkles on top next to Vaggie. Another one of her standing close to the giraffe on the zoo and offering to the animal a bag of treats with the biggest smile. She liked the streets ("no dead bodies or other bodily fluids on sight! this is awesome!"), she liked the stores ("these plushies look like Razzle and Dazzle, don't they?") and liked the flowers that didn't try to bite her as she approached them. She wanted to take some back home, but got told they wouldn't survive the warm weather of hell.

Then, one that actually surprised Lucifer.

"I met grandma! She was AMAZING! Best grandma ever! Tell dad that she loved the hat!" The selfie that accompanied it had Charlie smiling with an arm around a woman they both recognized. Vaggie was sitting in front of them, looking more shy than in other pictures. They were all sitting at a coffee shop and enjoying their own cups.

Another picture was just Evelyn Morraine smiling for the camera, exhibiting her new white hat with gray feathers coming at the side, on top of a full afro that was new for them. Lucifer looked at Alastor.

"Your idea?"

Alastor nodded, seemingly unable to speak. Lucifer smiled and bumped shoulders with him, nuzzling his shoulder.

"It looks really good on her, honey" commented sincerely, making zoom. "It's a nice picture too. We can print this one at home if you want and frame it."

Alastor kissed the top of his head.

"I would like that."

The rest of the messages were Charlie gushing about everything around her. At some point there was a skip on the time between the messages. The last one of them was "you were right. Back now."

"Oh, baby" sighed Lucifer, just imagining in what state Charlie had send that. "Al."

"Let's go home" agreed Alastor, standing up and Lucifer walked hand in hand.

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This Life We Build. 3 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

[Breastfeeding + Cocksleeve/Chastity]

Since a few days ago, Lucifer had noticed another change on his husband. Given the nature of the pregnancy, Alastor was able to go by without a lot of the symptons more common for his condition. There was never a nausea on the morning or a being too sensitive to smell period for him. But the more evident was becoming the presence of their baby in his body, the more insatiable he was. Where as before Lucifer would be the one to initiate more often than not, now Alastor was the one reaching out for him and that lead to situations such as the present one.

"Mmm, morning" Lucifer rubbed his eyes, smiling before he saw down.

Between his legs, the head of Alastor bobbed up and down. With what the deer demon was already doing with his long warm tongue, Lucifer barely needed any help to raise for the occasion, but something about seeing the dazzled look of his husband was the final ingredient to send a rush of energy and desire straight to his veins. Alastor let him go out of his mouth with a loud and very intentional pop, licking his lips.

"Finally" said, lifting himself up and moving over on his hands and knees towards Lucifer to kiss his lips. A lingering recongnizable flavor still remained with Lucifer as his husband pulled away."I was waiting for you, love" Alastor sighed, rising over his knees to lift his belly, all in order to show him how much of a mess he had done already with his own fingers on himself.

"You poor thing" Lucifer stroked the thighs of Alastor, taking a greedy handful of his ass. With the pregnancy so advanced, all the rough edges of Alastor's body seemed to have become softer somehow. Lucifer had no idea how much of that was his own wants playing tricks on him or how much was just a natural result of the process, but he wasn't about to argue any way with the results. "Why didn't you just ride me, babe? You know I don't mind."

Alastor huffed, as if it should be more than obvious.

"What is the fun in that? I need you to move" said, towering over him with a flushed look that barely managed to appear annoyed. "I shouldn't be doing all the work when I am carrying your child already, Lucifer. That is your responsability to take care of."

Lucifer couldn't argue with that logic. Nor wanted to.

"Very well" said, with a chuckle. He lifted himself up to kiss Alastor again, confirming on the way that the fluffy chest actually did look bigger than usual. He hold Alastor, pulling his asscheeks apart as the radio demon accomodated over his back. Lucifer conjured up a pillow to be waiting for him to put less pressure on his spine. "Were you waiting for long?" asked, kissing his neck and going lower, running his fingers beyond where the fur grew longer naturally. A sudden jolt from Alastor stopped him immediately. "Sorry. Is sensitive today?"

"Y-yes" Alastor sighed, letting himself fall on the bed. The longer fingers caressed his thighs as he got in the middle of legs, that closed slightly to capture him. Ever since a few weeks ago, Alastor had that issue. According to Bel, it was a completely normal reaction for the pregnancy no matter the gender of the parent as it was the body preparing itself to provide for the offpring. Some days Alastor was perfectly normal and there was no reason to think about it further, but others he couldn't stand the lightest touches. "Can you do the hand thing?"

"The hand thing? Oh, I can do a lot of things with this hand, honey. You have to be more specific" couldn't resist to reply Lucifer. The annoyance on Alastor's face now was a lot more sincere, a pronnounced frown that had Lucifer smiling apogoletically. "Fine, fine. One hand thing coming right up for my favorite doe" said, placing his fingers on the swollen area around Alastor's nipples. As soon he started sending out the healing energy, the skin started to relax again alongside with Alastor. Even with the spells, Lucifer took notice of how much more space there was between the nipples that wasn't there just the past months, but decided to save that info for later. Alastor knew already just as much as he did about what to expect, he didn't need the reminder if it was already hard. "There we go. Feels nice, doesn't it?"

Alastor hummed, notoriously relieved now, and his claws trailed over the pale white knees.

"You know what else would feel nice, darling? What this body needs as well?" Alastor rotated his hips, as much as he was able to at least, which wasn't a lot with the protuding belly, but still had Lucifer biting down his lip.

"What, baby?" Lucifer played dumb, looking for a specific reaction, and was not dissapointed when Alastor just let it out point blank.

"Your cock buried deep inside, darling" And of course Alastor would smile on just the most perfect possible when saying so, knowing full well the effect that his words would have on his husband. Alastor wasn't a frequent user of dirty talk. That usually fell on Lucifer's ball park to start them with. When he did do it, his voice would become higher than usual and the sounds he usually had a better grasp on would spill out shamelessly all over the place, making the head of Lucifer to spin. Getting his proper, gentlemanly radio host to just start saying obscenities was a true testament of how actually desperate he was. And Alastor was an expert on finding out the right buttons to push people. "Look already how wet my pussy is, love. My fingers don't work the same. Show me again how you put this baby inside of me, my love. Don't you want to?"

Alastor could have covered their room up in gasoil, dropped a lighted match and a Lucifer covered in fire would not care about that any more than the need to fuck his needy husband until the point that he got incoherent. One thrust was all that he needed because Alastor was actually dripping already, unbearably hot and welcoming like only the best hole in all of Hell could ever be, on the humble opinion of Lucifer. It didn't matter one lick that hole had existed because of his magic, it was all Alastor and the way his body ondulated as if to try to chase him when he pulled back and his smell and his voice. Lucifer let his hips move as he grabbed a hand of Alastor, that his nose was marking as the right one, and he sucked on the fingers, one by one. He cleaned them off as if he would starve if he didn't swallow up every minuscule part of Alastor previous's pleasure off them.

Alastor followed the movement of his tongue over the digits with a mouth half open, sighning. A small amount of drool was already running at the side of his mouth and Lucifer to lick that clean too, but was already difficult with the belly on the way. Somehow that didn't bothered him as much as it could have. Seeing Alastor make a little mess of himself was just as good as getting to taste it.

"What a naughty king" Alastor whimpered, fluttering around Lucifer. He caught a gulp of air, biting his finger. "Is my body so enticing, my love? Is that why you are so hard?" added with a little smile, drunk on the moment.

"It always is, babe" Lucifer could have said the same in any other moment and it wouldn't have been less honest. "You are the hottest bitch ever, you know that."

The chuckle of Alastor had no modesty whatsoever, not even an attempt to simulate it. It was a gorgeous sound from someone that knew was gorgeous and Lucifer would not have it any other way.

"So hot you had to put a baby on me, my king?"

"Yeah" Lucifer felt the familiar pressure on the bottom of his abdomen and willed himself to go faster, harder, so Alastor would reach his climax first. It felt better that way. "I wanted to see you just like that. All big, round and needy for daddy's cock. Your only job laying on your back while I fill you with my fawn. Bet you would be the happiest like that, wouldn't you?"

"If you fuck me like that… I will have all your fawns, darling" Alastor's face burned as he moaned around his own knuckle. Lucifer knew that his face did too because holy fuck, he just said it on a whim, didn't expect for the image to appear so clear on his mind that he was melting at their point of union. Alastor gave a breathy laugh as if somehow he knew. "Are you going to be a good daddy and… take care of little old me? I have needs, you know" murmured with a sultry smile.

"You know it, babe" Lucifer pressed a finger down below to nudge the hard, tiny nub of Alastor that seemed to twitch under his attention. Alastor's spine jolted over the bed and his voice distorted in a unfiltered, loud moan. "I will take care of all of you, honey, even of this part, so it's always satisfied. A happy father makes happy babies, doesn't it?"

Small vulnerable whine was his answer. The radio demon had closed his eyes shut, overflowing around Lucifer as his point of pleasure was being played with by knowing hands, armed with patience. When Alastor blabbed his first orgasm of the day, calling out his name like it was being ripped from inside of him with a long mewl, Lucifer followed in kind with the Alastor on his mouth as he filled him out. It was just the first of a few. Luckily for them, Charlie didn't feel the need to check on them if they didn't went downstairs for breakfast already.

In the end, the clock was not on their favor and Lucifer had to conjure a complete meal for Alastor inside of his studio as he prepared for his broadcast. In many ways, working on a non visual medium on his own had his advantanges. Only one of them being that there was no one to care if they were both on their underwear walking around. Alastor had enough decorum to at least put on his favorite robe on top, a red velvette one that felt comfy and light over him, modified by Lucifer's magic so it could even cover the stomach no issue. Even if there was anyone high enough to be on their same level, they weren't going to be able to peak anything from the ouside thanks to all the protective spells that Lucifer had put on.

He had put a lot more ever since Alastor was really showing. Spells to make overlords wanting to get a fight forget what they were doing and turn the other way. Spells to repell instantly those with ill intentions, which end up leaving some of the residents out when they were just coming back frustrated or angry for something else and Lucifer had to come out to give them permission to come inside. On top of all others so no spy devices could ever work inside.

As far the rest of hell was concerned, the radio demon was just taking it easy for the moment. If he ever came outside, nobody would see him with a belly or without a white dog following at his side, carrying for any bags and scaring the shit out of anyone who stood too close with his barks. He looked to be normal and that is how they wanted everyone to see him, like a presence they had to respect or else could carry on his threats, rather than someone that needed especial consideration. The only one who Alastor was ever going to accept to be cared for was going to be his husband. Half of the fault in getting him on that state, full responsability for it. But as the harder it was to walk long distances, Alastor found himself prefering days in which he got to just stay home and enjoy himself there.

Sometime he did miss going out chase his chosen prey or just to destroy the pride of some sinner who thought could take him out. He could still do the latter, at a distance, thanks to this powers, but it wasn't that much fun without the former. Instead he ended up broadcasting more than usual. Talking to the microphone was entertaining enough.

To still keep him company during those days, Lucifer brought as much of his own work as he could and sat at the couch of the studio reading on royal papers that needed his attention. If Alastor needed a massage, any kind of food or drink, he just had to ask and all would be given without a second thought. If anything, Lucifer surely was going to appreciate anything that could distract him from those boring piles of nothing fun stacked in front of him.

Alastor knew all of that, of course. He knew it as sure as he knew every singer whose music he put on his broadcast and every topic he touched in front of the mic. But an hour in sitting on his chair, he still haven't decided to ask the only thing that was going to satisfy the growing need inside of him. At first he had tried to ignore it for the sake of his job. In most circumstances that would be more than enough to garantee that the want would dissipate on its own. His libido, even around Lucifer, was usually the equivalent of wishing for a rare type of dessert. More often than not, unless it was offered to him first, he could do just fine without it and be fine.

Not when he was growing another life inside of him, apparently. No matter how much he moved his hips or closed his legs together, he knew that something was wrong there. It was like a fever that wouldn't leave him alone, an itch that didn't leave space to think much less and only demanded to be scratched the more he thought about it.

Alastor stared at his pocket watch, imposing himself to wait for a reasonable moment to get into the intermission, as he continue letting his mouth do the job it was supposed to.

Luckily for him, his ow words were a sufficiently acceptable distraction until the hours finally passed and he could make the announcement. The moment he turned off the microphone, Lucifer reached over the table in front of him to take the rest of his tea. It was almost incredible that he haven't noticed anything at all. For as embarassing as it would have been, Alastor would have almost prefered him to smell his arousal and understand without a word what is that he was expecting out of him. To come crawling under his desk, make his underwear dissapear, or maybe rip it appart with his claws as sharp as scissor, and just shove his face between his thighs while the music sounded muffled on the speakers.

For a moment that image was so clear and vivid on his mind, that Alastor almost could feel the tongue of Lucifer inside, slitherin greedily all over like he had all the time of the world to explore to his heart's content. He would move his hips and grab the blonde hair to bring in Lucifer closer, deeper, hoping for him to understand he wanted that thing he did in which he could thicken his tongue, making it as thick and long like his actual member, because otherwise he was going to feel still too empty to truly enjoy it. Empty was the key word indeed. Something should be there, to contain all the heat that was slipping outside, and it wasn't.

But since Lucifer wasn't going to pull out the mind reading abilities he never said he had anyway, Alastor had no other choice but to take other measure. As he consulted on his pocket watch again, he directed his tentacles to take out the paper out of the king's hand and then bring him over to his side. Lucifer blinked slowly in surprise, but quickly understood what was happening when the shadow smiled at him and pulled down on his underwear.

"Hey, babe" Lucifer brought the face of the shadow to him and kissed him. "Still need some more since this morning?" asked with a chuckle, to both it and the physical Alastor, that scoffed at his smug smirk, especially irritated because that was doing it for him.

A confident Lucifer was always a delight to see. Just not when he was already frustrated with how much his body was burning. Then it was just like happily throwing gasoil into the forest fire he had under control.

"Don't flatter yourself so much" protested, standing up to take off his robe to let a tentacle to put it to hang nearby. "It's the pregnancy" justified, pulling down on his underwear and very sure that his face heat up at the wet spot that was already expanding on the grey fabric. To see that send another wave of heat between his legs. Now there was no way for Lucifer's nose to miss it, just like his eyes didn't, if the cock that started to wake up was of any clue. "The baby needs to be fed" said petuntatly, having his shadow move Lucifer to his chair to sit down.

His dear husband, finally catching on, didn't put any resistance and immediately put his hand to work by touching himself. Alastor turned towards him and opened up his own legs, lifting one hoove to sit on the armest. He slipped a finger between his wet folds and then beyond, burying himself to the knuckle, and let it come out completely drenched. That same finger he offered it up to Lucifer for him to lick, which he did just as hungrily as that morning, sucking and kissing the skin as he had never had a more delicious dessert in his life.

Noticing that his seat now was in perfect condition, Alastor sighed as he turned around again and lowered himself, holding Lucifer with a tentacle to keep him exactly in place. As the cock of his husband was filling him in, the relief he felt was enough to fully relax his legs until he was fully sitting there. All of his weight was nothing that Lucifer couldn't handle anyway. He bite his lips, sighing deeply as he closed his eyes and just let himself enjoy the feeling. Lucifer started kissing between his shoulder blades, caressing his stretched out belly.

"This is for the baby, huh?" Lucifer chuckled, nibbling on his upper arm.

Alastor also chuckled, nodding his head.

"Of course" said, putting his hand with Lucifer's over his stomach. "I just need you inside for a moment, love. Don't move for now. Do you mind?"

"Trust me, babe, I am perfectly okay where I am" Lucifer pressed gently down with his finger, starting to send the magical energy. The bigger the baby, the more he was needing to ensure everything went fine, and Lucifer took his duties as father very seriously. Even if the transference wasn't entirely necesary, feel the magic of Lucifer all around his body had become of a comfort factor for Alastor. Sometimes he found himself retaining Lucifer's contact for longer, only letting him go when he was satisfied more than because the baby didn't need it anymore. The combination of his magic and their sex, though, now that was a true treat that he could indulge in. "You are so fucking hot inside, Al. It's almost like you want to melt me. Were you wanting me for so long?"

Alastor let out the tiniest, smallest of whimpers in the history of sex noises, when he saw the hour on his pocket watch. Taking a huge gulp of air, he inclined himself forward, legs more open to take in as much of Lucifer as possible, as he turned on the mic. By all means, this was a bad idea. A very bad idea that was totally unprofessional and could desecrate any respect for the medium he was using, not to mention every listener that could be on the other side. On the other hand, this was his studio, this was his husband and if he wanted him to fill him during broadcasting hours, who was ever going to stop him? He would slaughter anyone who tried.

"We are back again, dear listener! Wasn't that a lovely song you just heard! It almost makes one to feel nostalgic for the good old day, doesn't it? Before everything became so complicated and hard" finished with a fine chuckle, resting against Lucifer until the blonde head came out under his arm. The hand firm on his stomach and the warmth between his legs contained for now, now felt more manageable.

For a while, that was enough. With the mic on hand, Alastor was once again in full control and able to provide the commetary that his listener expected from him. Maybe his inside wanted a little more of friction and he could do that, just a tiny movement of his hips to remind himself again of how much space Lucifer was actually occupying inside. So much space that, if it weren't because of the baby, it would buldge on his otherwise flat stomach in the most obscene way possible. Perhaps he was still dripping down pass Lucifer's body down to the leather surfice of his chair. And maybe he could feel his points of pleasure throb and palpitate like a tiny heart pumping out more blood, demanding attention, wanting more of a reason to keep pumping. But all in all, it was nothing that he couldn't control until the next intermission. Then he was going to have Lucifer fuck him properly against his control panel and stay inside even after finished for the last part of the broadcast. He didn't think he wanted to stop feeling their connection for a good while. If Lucifer knew to keep himself quiet, the mic could be on by that moment.

Alastor's mind was filled to the brim with those images, pleasant little dreams to keep himself welcoming for the presence within, when suddenly he felt something dripping down his side. His mouth was still moving as he looked, in complete amazement, at his chest just leaking, like it absolutely had no business doing.

"And that is why they had to evacuate the whole college campus! Unfortunately they did a little bit too late and the explosion reached at least 20% of the body student still!" Finished with a forced laugh that he almost covered up completely on a canned track one, staring at Lucifer who looked at him, no doubt noticing two the drop of milk marking its way down his fur from the obvious origin point.

"So many mutilated bodies!" added cheerfully, staring at his husband as he took out his tongue and flickered over the sensitive, and now wet, nipple. "Truly a horrific tragedy that will traumatize even the survivors for years to come!" added, gripping to his mic and letting the laugh track to fill the space that his moans was not going to fill.

Lucifer licked once, twice, waiting for him to pull away or use the safe word or anything at all. When all Alastor did instead was elevate his arm to bite on his forearm, making high pitch whines from his throat, Lucifer went to fully place his mouth over the zone and start sucking. At first gently, as if still getting a taste, but soon absorbing him like it he had discovered his new favorite flavor in a limited menu that wasn't going to last long. Alastor let the laughter go in a loop for a little longer until he could finally think straight again to let himself speak.

"Ah, the horror of the youth are immensurable!" said, gripping on the armrest as the hand of Lucifer, the one that wasn't on his belly, moved over to his other nipple. "Thank goodness some of us have been blessed without it, dear listeners! Education might be important, but nothing that a good bit of experience can solve!" said quickly without a breath, adding a music cue that signaled another change of topic.

Not because he couldn't keep talking about mutilated young demons, he could do that all day in any other moment, but because now he was leaking from two points and Lucifer was making it worse, pinching the skin while still sending magic energy so it wouldn't hurt at all. Leaving only the sensation of his chest being emptied with none of the pain. The music cue was meant to be a short thing, but he let it go on four times more as he tried, but failed, to swallow another moan.

"Now!" said, moving his hips slightly, a shallow fuck that wasn't enough, not at all, but it would have to do or else he was going to lose his entire head on air. It was still too early to finish, he noticed. Lucifer wasn't noisily sucking up, bringing the skin to his mouth and controlling his breathing, but Alastor still arched his neck out of the way so hopefully the mic wouldn't pick on it, even if he consciously was also lowering the quality of his own voice. "Yesterday there was another turf war on the southeast area of the pentagram! Somewhere got the brilliant of implant mines under the floor to activate at a distance, resulting on the… quick death of a bunch of wannabe overlords battling each other for power!" added, breathing in deeply when his entrance throbed a lot and Lucifer bite down on his chest to muffle his own moan.

"Some of them had families that now are going to mourn them!" insisted on continued, grinding down on the seat, the relief from the action barely there compared with the flamming heat that demanded more. "Children and wives and dutiful husbands who no doubt fulfill their needs to the best of their capacities" He breathed in again when Lucifer moved under him, just a bit, creating more of that maddening friction that had him perforating his own skin. With the taste of his own blood in his tongue, he threw the towell: "Five minutes of silence for those clowns and their worthless lives!"

Nobody could tell him that he didn't put a good fight as long as he could. He turned the mic off with a snap of fingers, putting some festive music on instead. Then he grabbed the head of Lucifer by the hair on his nape and kissed him deeply, the flavor of both his milk sweet and his golden blood going to both of their tongue.

"Five minutes" Alastor gasped, sucking on the bottom lip of Lucifer. "Make them count, dear. As a dutiful husband…" he moaned on his face, as another wave of pleasure shook him to his core.

That wasn't the whole sentece he intended to say, but when Lucifer kissed him back, penetrating on his mouth as deep as he was doing betwee his legs, he had completely forgotten about the rest. He let his tongue slip alongside Lucifer's until the king was the first to move.

"If that is what my pretty doe wants" Lucifer made a little gesture with his hand and Alastor felt himself elevated in the air.

He whined in protest when that meant separating from the body of his husband and struggled against the magic that gently carried him to the border of his control panel, lifting his legs like some firm arms would do.

"Is your poor little hole abandoned now, babe? Does it feel bad without a cock inside?" chuckled Lucifer, lifting himself from the chair and standing between his legs.

As the king thrusted inside again, decisive, now holding the legs up with his own hands, Alastor grabbed to his shoulder and immediately pushed his hips forward too, already knowing that Lucifer wasn't going to let him fall anyway.

"That is right, this is right" sighed, biting his lip again at another thrust. Lucifer thankfully was not making him wait between each one, picking up the pace. "You inside, as it should be, always. That hole was made only for you, love."

"Very well, my precious doe" Lucifer grunted his agreement and bite down his neck.

The sharp pointy teeth of the monarch easily traspassed skin. The warmth tongue came out to lick at the blood as Alastor trembled, thinking on the mark it would leave later. Another one for his collection, another proof of their union, like their ring was. He couldn't wait to carry it outside of his studio, to show off.

Alastor looked at his chest and felt them with his own hands. There was no doubt that they were bigger than they were before, but still wasn't enough. How could it be if they couldn't fill a hand? How was their baby supposed to get everything they needed from such a small source? Under the fascinated gaze of his husband, he managed to concentrate enough to enlarge the zone, creating soft heavy shapes that now definitely could fulfill their purpose as it should.

Lucifer licked his lips and hold his jaw up, squeezing Alastor's throat until a breathy gasp came out of him. His hands instinctively digged his claws on the shoulder of the king, but made no attempt to fight him off. The idea that he could never win anyway was freeing in a way. There was not even a point in trying if he was always going to lose. All that remained was to let Lucifer do as he pleased.

"Are those for me, baby?" asked Lucifer, barely leaving him enough space to breath. "Are you going to give your husband something nice while he fucks your tight pussy?"

Alastor rolled his tongue out, nodding enthusiastically. That look of almost insane hunger from Lucifer was exactly what he was looking for, what he craved for. Like a starvig lion that finally had found a fresh prey already limping on the forest and just needed one final attack to make their end. Alastor knew that there was never going to be one meal for his king and Lucifer had no issue taking it. The strong grip on his neck was gone as he saw Lucifer opening his mouth, one second before his teeth perforated on his new chest. With one hand Lucifer squeezed the breast. A pleased humming coming from his husband was all the confirmation that Alastor needed that he still had some milk to spare.

When Lucifer separated to lick his wounds, Alastor eagerly offered the other breast with a wordless purr. Lucifer pinched the nipple of the breast he already tasted and pulled it up, only letting go when Alastor let out a whine. He grabbed the other breast and bite down as well, maybe even stronger than before.

The static pulsated on all the speakers at once, interrupting the music for just a moment, as Alastor gripped Lucifer with his legs to keep him closer, deeper, as the monarch himself didn't stopped moving. Holding onto the border of his panel control for dear life, he threw his head back and mewled defenseless as his first orgasm took him over.

"Two minutes more" said a voice far away, in another universe, and it took a moment to realize that the magic of Lucifer was holding him to not crash against the control panel. All the while still ramming into him. "Think you can give me another one before then, babe?"

Alastor bobbed his head, which seemed to be all the go ahead Lucifer needed before lifting his leg higher and going at him a rythm that could only be described as brutal. Alastor could feel the impact on his bones, the creak of the furniture under him. His stomach was the only part of his entire body that wasn't impacted, protected as it was by the magic of Lucifer, which was still an alien sensation, but not at all distracted him from the sensation piercing through his body a second time.

"That is a good boy, very good, babe" praised Lucifer en stutters as he came too, finishing inside and filling up Alastor in a way he didn't know he wanted so much until right then. "Time is up."

The moment Lucifer tried to pull away, Alastor closed his legs around him. For extra measure, he let his tentacles to hold Lucifer's legs in place. He still gave himself a minute more to regain his breath before he conjured his mic again, taking a deep breath to regain his voice.

"We are back again, my dear listeners!" announced, caressing over his bruised and wounded breast, over his protected belly and he could only smile when Lucifer's eyes follow every movement of his fingers. "It seems that our fun is going to continue on, folks, now that we have less clowns to account for. Can you all say good riddance?"

He wasn't surprised when his husband became hard again inside of him. If anything, he exhaled with relief.

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