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The reception went on till late in the night, with most of the angels leaving before midnight. As the celebration ended, the newly-wedded couple headed to their bedroom to end their night.
Lucifer sighed as he face-planted onto the bed the moment he reached the room, not even bothering to change out of his clothes. He turned around after taking a long breath, exhausted out of his mind as he smiled at his husband. Alastor grinned softly at the display, gently carrying the short king off the bed bridal style.
“My dearest, don’t you think we should change into something more comfortable and perhaps take a shower before we head to bed?” Alastor asked, the usual static in his voice was gone as the fallen angel nuzzled into his hold. Lucifer hummed, not wanting to move from their position. He snapped his fingers, instantly changing them out of their sweaty clothes into something more comfortable and freshening them up.
“I wouldn’t say no to a bath but I’m exhausted.” Lucifer sighed, wrapping his arms around the radio demon’s neck. Alastor chuckled fondly as he set the fallen angel on the bed, allowing him to drift in and out of consciousness for a bit.
“You know,” Alastor began, stirring his beloved awake before the shorter sluggishly turned to face him as he continued, “It’s quite an old human tradition that couples consummate after marriage.” Lucifer flushed beautifully at the words, causing the taller to hold back a chuckle.
“I… Uh, if you… I mean, do you want to… Um, you know?” The king stuttered out, the flush on his face darkening impossibly as he was snapped out of his half-awake state. The overlord hummed, sitting down on the bed next to the fallen angel in silence as he thought it through.
“Personally, I’ve never really seen the appeal in such acts… If you’re tired, we don’t have to do it right now.” Alastor said, combing a hand through the soft blonde hair.
“Well, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable by any means,” Lucifer explained, red eyes shooting up to meet the radio demon’s. He didn’t want to do anything that his beloved wouldn’t enjoy. “And it’s not like I’ve had great experiences in that either…” The king muttered under his breath without realising. He looked down, not noticing the taller’s eyes darkening as the hand in his hair stopped moving.
Alastor processed the words he just heard, unsure if he thought it meant what he was thinking. He didn’t want the first thing his beloved to think of to be a negative experience. He hated seeing the fallen angel so upset, even if the angel didn’t exactly realise it. The frown on the soft lips, the crinkle on the pale face and the sadness flashing through the red eyes twisted the overlord’s guts in a horrid way.
“Don’t worry about me, my love,” Alastor began as he held the king’s face gently in his hands before he continued, “I only wish to make you feel good.” The warmth spreading up the cheeks of the fallen angel caused the overlord to grin widely. The radio demon trailed his hand down from the beautiful face, moving down the pyjamas decorated with ducks before gently gliding his fingers on the exposed pale skin just above the king’s pants.
Lucifer gazed up with large eyes, taking a shaky breath as the radio demon shifted from his spot to position himself over the king. He felt the hand move up from under his clothes, his flush deepening as he felt every touch along his sensitive skin. “Alastor…” A soft whisper escaped his lips before he could stop himself, causing the overlord to pause his movements.
“Do you want me to continue, my love?” Alastor questioned, voice gentle as he gazed into the hazy red eyes of the one below him. He didn’t want to push too far if the king didn’t want it. Just as Lucifer had respected all his boundaries, he respected all of the fallen angel’s wishes as well.
Lucifer nodded his head shakily, trembling slightly as he shut his eyes, expecting the other to continue moving. When he felt nothing at all, the king opened his eyes to see a firm expression on the radio demon’s face. Alastor needed a verbal answer to know that he wanted to do this. He needed to know that he wasn’t forcing the fallen angel into doing this. Lucifer smiled softly, tears gathering in his eyes before he blinked them away. It felt different. Being treated with such care and respect brought a sensation to his heart that he could not understand. “Please… you can do whatever you want.” Red eyes gazed up at the overlord as he reached a hand out to hold the taller’s face.
Alastor felt his brain short circuit at those words. Whatever he expected, it was nothing close to being given full permission to do anything he wanted to the king. He couldn’t help the grin that spread up his face as he clawed at the clothing on the pale skin, gently ripping apart to reveal the beautiful body below.
Lucifer gasped as the air came in contact with his skin, a cool contrast to the heat he felt spreading through his guts. He didn’t even care that his clothes were ruined- not that he couldn’t fix them up later- as each touch from the one above him left a numbing buzz in his mind. The hand traced his body as the red eyes of the overlord stared at the king below, his gaze almost feral.
“Whatever I want?” Alastor whispered out, taking in the beauty of the fallen angel. The true embodiment of temptation really lived up to his name. The king was a beauty in every way, flawless and graceful despite every tremble and shiver. Lucifer nodded quickly, not daring to look the radio demon in his eyes, feeling as though he would be devoured if he did. He could barely concentrate on the overlord’s words as he heard a soft hum. Alastor leaned closer to the king, a smile gracing his face as he asked, “May I continue?”
“Yes…” Lucifer answered, his mind a blur as he opened his eyes. Alastor moved back, grinning as he continued his ministrations, watching how the fallen angel gasped and trembled at each touch and mentally noting down the different delightful reactions. He observed the king with every step he took, ensuring to not overwhelm him and looking out for any negative reactions to not cross any boundaries.
“May I… bite you?” Alastor questioned, slight hesitation in his voice. It wasn’t as though he hadn’t drank the fallen angel’s blood before, but it was always the best meal in his book. It was different from other angelic blood, such as the ones that were collected from dead exorcists that he had the opportunity to try thanks to Rosie. The king’s golden blood was much more savoury, the warmth that spread through his mouth was delightful. It kept him wanting more and more before he had to pull himself away in case he actually tore off the flesh of his beloved. He knew that Lucifer could heal whatever damage he did easily, but he still didn’t enjoy seeing the fallen angel hurt.
“Of course.” Lucifer smiled, reaching a gentle hand out to hold the overlord’s face. Alastor leaned into the touch, his own grin widening from the words. The king closed his eyes, tilting his head to the side to give the radio demon excess to his neck. He waited for the sharp teeth to come down on him, nearly stopping his own breathing from the anticipation. When the pain of a bite never came, Lucifer was left confused before he felt a hand run down his thigh as he opened his eyes in shock.
A smug grin was plastered on Alastor’s face, observing the king’s reaction closely as he lifted a pale leg up, running his tongue across the flawless skin. Lucifer shivered at the coolness of the appendage, his breathing ragged as he felt his mind fog up at the sensation. He felt a gentle nibble on his thigh, allowing a soft gasp to escape his lips before he felt the teeth graze his skin with just enough force to break it.
Golden blood trickled down his leg before Alastor swiftly licked up every drop. Delicious. It wasn’t too sweet, the taste was just right to not be too overwhelming, yet still leaving the radio demon wanting more. The warmth spread through his mouth, drowning him in that delightful scent of the divine blood.
As he moved his tongue away from the thigh, his ears perked up at an absolutely incredible whine that came from Lucifer. The king quickly hid the embarrassing blush that spread across his face, flustered from his own reaction. Before he knew it, he felt the teeth graze his sensitive skin once again, causing him to gasp as it bit down with more force than before. It felt as though his whole body was on fire, the burning flush spreading down to his chest as his beloved savoured more of his blood.
Each twitch and tremor from the fallen angel was dutifully inscribed in Alastor’s mind as he continued to bite down on different parts of the pale skin, licking up every drop of blood so that none would go to waste before moving on to the other leg. He watched as Lucifer bit down on the back of his own hand to keep himself from making the embarrassing sounds as the overlord licked up the last of the blood on his thigh.
Red eyes opened wide when Lucifer felt the radio demon remove his hand from his mouth, gliding a tongue over the bite mark. Alastor placed a gentle kiss on the soft knuckles, a fond smile on his face as he asked another question, “May I feel you? All of you.”
“Please… Please touch me,” Lucifer begged, his voice cracking as his vision blurred. The grin on Alastor’s face widened as he brought his hands to the shorts, gently pulling them down. Suddenly, the fallen angel snapped out of his trance. “Wait!” Lucifer exclaimed, causing the radio demon to pause his actions instantly, afraid that he had gone too far.
“Are you alright, my love?” Alastor asked as concern filled his chest. He didn’t want to push the king over his limits. If he wanted to stop for the night, he would be happy to fix everything back to its original state. A slow nod from the fallen angel calmed the overlord’s nerves as he heaved a sigh of relief before waiting for the one below to speak.
“It’s just… Archangels have different biology to humans and, uh…” Lucifer stuttered out nervously, fiddling his hands together as he avoided the gaze of the radio demon. “Basically, I can have different parts. Right now I have both of the, you know, human parts since I haven’t changed since… Well, um, if you want, I can have either one, or uh… keep both of them.” The fallen angel turned his head, finally meeting the red eyes above him before he noticed the darkness in the overlord’s gaze.
Without another word spoken, Lucifer gasped loudly, feeling the cold air touch his genitals as the one above him ripped his shorts off roughly. Alastor stared at the sight below him wordlessly. A deep flush spread throughout the king, causing him to move his arms to attempt to cover himself up, suddenly feeling extremely exposed under the harsh gaze of the radio demon. A familiar hand caught both of his arms before they could cover himself, pushing them above his head roughly and securing them there in a tight grip.
“Don’t cover yourself, my love. You’re beautiful…” Alastor smiled, watching as the fallen angel glanced away in embarrassment.
“Don’t… say that!” Lucifer yelped out as he felt the overlord gliding his claw gently at his dick. His breathing turned ragged, letting out small whimpers as the hand rubbed the tip of his hard length. He tried to grasp the sheet below, only to fail as the grip of the hand restraining him tight. Alastor moved the flailing arms onto his shoulders, earning himself a confused look from the king. Before Lucifer could question it, he felt a finger brush against his hole, causing him to gasp and clasp onto the shoulders of the overlord tightly.
“Your reactions are simply divine.” Alastor grinned proudly as he pressed his fingers around the rim. His other hand shifted off the fallen angel’s length, moving to squeeze the pale hips firmly, earning himself another delectable sound from the king. Lucifer couldn’t stop the embarrassing noises that came out of his mouth as the one above continued his actions. He hadn’t even known that he could make such sounds himself!
A yelp left his lips as Lucifer felt the finger slip into him, gliding across the warm flesh inside. His grip on Alastor’s back tightened, nearly clawing the overlord’s skin as the finger moved within him. A few moments passed before the king finally got used to the movement, the noises coming from his throat becoming more controlled. Before he knew it, a second finger entered him as he cried out the radio demon’s name.
“Alastor!” Lucifer yelped, eyes teary as the overlord grinned. His name rolled off the fallen angel’s tongue beautifully, a lovely cry of pure pleasure which only encouraged him to do more. Alastor quickened his movements, carefully scissoring the king open so that he would be able to take him. Once he deemed that Lucifer was ready, he slowly pulled his fingers out with a soft ‘pop’, earning a delightful whine from the king.
Alastor chuckled fondly, pulling his own pants down and stroking his dick to get it to harden. Although he did not understand the appeal of the act itself, he adored the reactions he could pull from his beloved, wanting to give him more. Alastor wanted to love him, pleasure him and give him all that he could. He gazed into the fallen angel’s unfocused red eyes. It was as though he was lost in another dimension.
Everything felt overwhelming for Lucifer, in a good way. It was pleasurable, a haze fogging up his head. As a hardness pressed up against his hole, he blinked in surprise, snapping out of his trance. Glancing down, he witnessed the appendage pressing against him. To say it was large would be an understatement. He was definitely not prepared enough for this.
Before he could even breathe, Alastor pushed the tip into him, causing him to whimper in a mix of pain and pleasure. The one above him grunted, not realising how tight the king would be. The soft flesh enveloped Alastor as he took a strained breath. It was hard to keep himself from thrusting inside, deep into the intoxicating warmth, as he watched the fallen angel’s face contort in pleasure.
“Are you alright?” Alastor whispered out, feeling the hands of the king claw at his shoulders, slightly breaking the skin. The pain was merely a light buzz to him amidst the overwhelming warmth on his sensitive length. A moment passed by before the fallen angel finally registered the overlord’s words, nodding his head quickly.
“Yeah… I’m fine. You can… you can continue,” Lucifer uttered, feeling breathless as he gasped softly. Alastor grinned at the words, unable to control himself before he pushed himself into the warmth of the king. Lucifer yelped, startled, as the pleasure overwhelmed him, causing him to lose control of his angelic features.
Alastor groaned at the delightful feeling before he noticed the three sets of large white and red wings splayed out on the bed. A sudden thought came to his mind as he observed how the king twitched with every passing second. The fallen angel trembled, lost in a haze and not realising the growing grin settling on the radio demon’s face.
An embarrassingly loud whine escaped the king’s lips as Alastor rubbed the feathery appendages. He hadn’t even managed to fully compose himself from before and now his sensitive wings were being grasped and touched. Tears gathered in his eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. The hand grazed over the parts Alastor knew he was most sensitive, the satisfied grin never leaving the overlord’s face as he pulled out the most wonderful reactions from the fallen angel.
Everything felt like it was too much, yet not enough at the same time. The skilful hands rubbed all over his upper wings before moving onto the middle pair. Alastor’s movements were intricate, red eyes never leaving Lucifer’s face as he observed every shiver and gasp that came from the king. Finally, his hands settled on the most sensitive lower wings, brushing across every feather as he leaned closer to the fallen angel.
Lucifer gasped loudly as he felt the hand caress his wings, giving Alastor the perfect opportunity to lean down for a passionate kiss. Their bodies felt heated as the radio demon shoved his tongue into the king’s mouth, gliding across every inch inside the fallen angel. Lucifer moaned into the kiss, clawing at the overlord’s shoulder as he felt the hard length being pushed further inside him, reaching places he hadn’t thought was possible.
“Alastor!” The fallen angel yelped as they separated from the kiss. The radio demon grinned as he pulled out in an agonisingly slow motion, earning a soft whine from the king, before thrusting back in harshly. Lucifer screamed his name as his claws sunk deeper into Alastor’s back.
It started off slow, each thrust punching the breath out of the fallen angel as tears fell from the clouded red eyes which the radio demon dutifully licked up. It was salty, just as how one would imagine how tears tasted, except it had a hint of sweetness mixed within it. Alastor kissed up the king, making sure to mark each and every part of the flawless body as Lucifer whimpered at his every move.
It was too much. Each touch on the pale skin made him feel like he was burning. Between the gentle lips on his body, with the occasional biting to satisfy the overlord’s desire for his golden blood, and the harsh thrusts that left him shaking and crying, Lucifer was utterly overwhelmed. As he whimpered from the stimulation, he missed the hand reaching back out to his wings, rubbing through the feathery appendages to reach the most sensitive parts.
“Alastor!” Lucifer cried out in overwhelming pleasure as everything came crashing down on him. It was the only warning the radio demon received before the king came all over the two of them. The hands gripping his shoulders fell back to the sheets as the fallen angel heaved heavily. His brain was scattered, completely in daze, as the overlord smiled sweetly at him.
Lucifer looked absolutely beautiful like this. Alastor stared at the king for a long moment which felt like an eternity, admiring the way pale chest moved up and down harshly. Lucifer panted, looking utterly wrecked. The radio demon wanted more. He wanted to hear more of the delicious melodies that escaped the fallen angel’s lips. He wanted to see more of the king’s facial expressions, along with every shiver and tremor of the dainty body. He wanted to absolutely destroy Lucifer.
Before the fallen angel could even begin to think straight again, he felt Alastor pulling out of him slowly. He hadn’t thought too much of it- mostly because he couldn’t concentrate on anything- before he felt the overlord pause his movements completely, leaving the tip still inside him. Just as he gathered enough of his mind to ask, Alastor thrusted back into the king in one fell swoop.
Lucifer yelped out loud, his entire body shaking as he grasped at the sheets. He couldn’t think. Every touch on his over sensitive body felt agonising yet so pleasurable at the same time. He couldn’t decide on how to feel, his mind completely scattered as he tried to call out to the radio demon, “Al… Please! Alastor!” Lucifer didn’t even know what he was begging for at this point. He felt overstimulated, yet he didn’t want the overlord to stop.
Alastor grinned as he watched the king’s face contort in pain and pleasure. He knew he wouldn’t last long himself, groaning with the way the fallen angel tightened around him, yet he still wanted- no- needed to break Lucifer. The radio demon observed every twitch and tremble with predatory eyes before he pulled the king up by his arm.
Lucifer gasped loudly, tears streaming down his face as he was pulled towards the overlord, landing neatly in Alastor’s lap as his legs folded beside the radio demon. In the new position, he felt Alastor being pushed deeper into him, causing him to cry out in blissful pleasure as he felt himself harden again.
The radio demon lifted him up, nearly pulling out entirely, before Alastor dropped the king back onto his dick unceremoniously, drawing out a debauched cry which could only be described as utterly sinful. Lucifer arched his back, lust fogging his eyes, as he felt himself spill over once again. The cum painted both of their bare bodies as the king glanced away in embarrassment from finishing so quickly.
Alastor reached a hand out to the beautiful face, pulling the fallen angel back to gaze into the unfocused red eyes. The wide grin never left his lips as he brought the king to a sweet kiss before he thrusted upwards into the tight heat. Lucifer opened his eyes wide, hands scrambling for purchase as frenzied tears fell down his cheeks. He tried to weakly push himself away from the overlord, unable to breathe from how overwhelming everything felt.
Finally pulling away from the kiss, a trail of saliva followed the king as he gasped out a sound of pure depravity. Lucifer yelped as Alastor continued to thrust into him harshly, not stopping for a second despite how overstimulated he was. He couldn’t speak. Every word that left his mouth was a jumbled mess mixed with his own whimpers. He hit the radio demon’s chest softly in a last ditch attempt to get him to slow down.
“You can take this for me, can’t you, my love? Just one more. One more and we’ll stop for the night.” Alastor cooed, bringing his hand up to wipe away the tears flowing down the rosy cheeks. Lucifer nodded, desperately gripping the overlord’s back as he tried to meet the thrusts. As time passed, the fallen angel felt himself getting closer to his release, bambling out a mess of incoherent words as he clawed at his beloved’s back to try and tell him that he was close.
“You can let go, my love.” Alastor chuckled, feeling his own release coming as well. He hummed, a sudden idea coming to his mind. “I’m close as well. Do you want me to fill you up? Breed you with our own little fawn? Give Charlie a little sibling?” He asked, grinning as he observed how the king nodded mindlessly, too out of it to think straight. The fallen angel couldn’t register his words properly nor could he speak coherently, not that he wanted to explain how angel biology worked to his beloved right now anyway. He drowned himself in the pleasure as he felt himself reach his limit.
Alastor thrusted roughly into the tight heat one last time, groaning as he spilled into Lucifer. He observed every contortment of the king’s face as the fallen angel came all over them for the third time that night. Lucifer was shaking, eyes closed in bliss as he sobbed out the words ‘no more’ over and over again. The radio demon smiled, finally pulling out as he watched the cum slowly drip out of the fallen angel’s hole. He brought Lucifer close to him, holding him tightly in his arms as they both came down from their high.
When Lucifer regained consciousness fully, he realised he was sitting in a warm bath. Sweat and cum no longer covered his body as the bite marks began to heal. Alastor must’ve cleaned me up… He wondered as a soft smile fell on his lips.
Speaking of the devil (pun intended), Lucifer turned to the bathroom door as he heard the knob twist as quietly as possible before Alastor entered. The radio demon’s eyes widened in pleasant surprise as he stepped into the room with a cup of warm tea in his hands.
“Hope I didn’t wake you.” Alastor smiled as he handed the drink to the king, combing a hand through the wet blonde hair.
“Don’t worry about it. Sorry for falling asleep right after and leaving you to deal with the mess we made…” Lucifer said before he sipped the warm tea, an embarrassed blush spreading across his face as he remembered what happened.
“Don’t apologise, my love. I should be the one apologising for how rough I went with you.” Alastor glanced away as he spoke, a strange guilt creeping up his guts. He hadn’t meant to go overboard, lost in his own desire to ruin the king.
“No! It’s alright, really. I… I enjoyed it a lot…” Lucifer squeaked, nearly dropping his cup in the bath water. Alastor turned back to the fallen angel, a flush settling on his face as he smiled fondly at the flustered king.
“I love you.” The overlord chuckled softly as he pressed a gentle kiss on the king’s forehead. The blush on the pale face darkened before Lucifer planted a quick peck on Alastor’s lips.
“I love you too…”