Chapter Text
"Shut up and let me kiss you."
Wait a minute.
How did Alastor get here, you ask?
We'll have to go back a few hours to find out.
Alastor strides through the halls, a grimace on his face as he makes his way to his classroom, florescents blaring into his eyes, definitely not helping with his hangover.
He needs to vomit. He feels like he needs to. But it won't come up. Alastor sighs softly at places his bag to the side of his desk, rubbing his temple.
He sits down and scoots forwards, unlocking one of his drawers and pulling out a stack of papers. Alastor pulls out a pen and begins to score his students.
The teacher glances at the clock. Five minutes have passed.
A groan rumbles in Alastor's throat as he leans against the whiteboard, eyes glassy and wet. He uses a sleeve to wipe away snot as he buried his face in his hands.
"Uh-huh, and I can, without a doubt, just forget that happened," he muttered. Alastor toyed with the zipper of his pants, his lip trembling as he did so. He was not aware his feelings could get so complex, as they are now. He wasn't normal. It was bad enough that he was embarrassingly attracted to the same sex as himself, but in love with a man?
Shame colored his face red. He shouldn't be feeling this way, even if kissing Lucifer felt like a chilly glass of water on a hot summer day. Even if the feeling of his unbelievably soft skin brushing against his fingertips was intoxicating. Even if it felt like he was special and important again.
He let out a small squeal of frustration when he acknowledged the tent in his pants. This can't happen, not now. Not at work. He cannot relieve himself.
His fingers brushed against the buttons of his pants. A small blush appeared on his cheeks when he slowly tugged down the zipper, parting his lips ever so slightly.
A hand rapped on the door.
Alastor jumped, scrambling to stuff his cock back into his pants. "A moment!"
"Alastor? Alastor, are you okay?"
Lucifer.
His voice. Holy fuck, his voice.
Alastor threw his head back. "Fine," he muttered through gritted teeth.
"Alastor? I'm coming in."
Lucifer stepped through the door. What a sight it was. Alastor, his face a flushed mess, with his cock slung out of his pants.
The principal gaped at his coworker, his sex pulsing uncontrollably. Despite his mind screaming at him not to, Lucifer took a step forwards. And another. And another and another. Before he knew it, he was standing right in front of Alastor.
Alastor was blushing profusely. He reached out, like a toddler begging to be picked up. Lucifer gave him a half smile, loosening his own tie and sliding his pants down his legs. There was a wet splotch on the crotch of his boxers, reaching down into his vaginal region. His dick twitched at the sight, springing up higher than it already was.
"Luci...Luci..." Alastor choked. His eyes were puffy and red. He wasn't about to cry. He wasn't.
Lucifer pulled down his underwear, revealing a perfectly plump pussy. He ran his hands over Alastor's thighs, heaving himself onto his lap.
"Al. Al, I'm sorry."
The blonde stroked Alastor's cheek. "I'm so sorry."
Alastor's eye twitched. "Don't use that lame shit on me, you pompous-"
"Shut up and let me kiss you."
Pink lips collided with his, their noses mashing together. "Mmmfff," Alastor moaned. The lips of Lucifer's pussy slid along the shaft of his cock, slick coating it.
"Lucifer please, please please please, I want...I want you, please," Alastor begged. "Need..."
Lucifer ran a hand through his hair. "Oh, poor baby. What do you need?"
He couldn't admit that. What was wrong with him?
"To be inside you," he blurted.
Lucifer got up slowly, making sure to arch his back as he did.
"Alright, sweetness. How many times have you done this before?"
Alastor's face grew hot once more, goosebumps forming on his arms and belly.
He didn't answer.
"Al?"
"Not once."
Lucifer's eyes widened at his words, mouth forming an 'o' shape. He nodded, a firm smile on his lips. He sat back down his lap, the hard member rubbing along his ass.
"Just...just lay back. Let me do the work."
Alastor hesitated. How embarrassing. A virgin at such an old age.
Lucifer cupped his cheek and gave him a peck on the nose, causing warmth to settle in his stomach.
"Don't worry. I'm gonna make you feel so good." The principal paused. "If I do anything you don't like...tell me." Lucifer slipped his tongue into Alastor's moist cavern of a mouth, beginning to ride his thigh like he did the night before. He was making a mess, slick running down onto Alastor's jeans. He would be embarrassed, if he wasn't so engrossed in the pleasure he was receiving.
The history teacher did a frog-like blink as Lucifer pulled away, soft noises sliding out of his throat.
"Uhn...uh...uhm..."
"That's really cute," Lucifer commented. He pushed his legs up and hovered above Alastor's twitching cock, exhaling as he slowly lowered himself down onto it.
Alastor's head thrashed around as he steadied himself by placing his hands on his boss's waist, whines and pants coming out of him like a symphony.
"Nnnah, Alastor, baby, you're doing so well, t-taking me so well," Lucifer gasped. "Feel good?"
His pussy squeezed around the other's cock as he slid up and down the member, juices squirting out of his hole.
"Ahnnn-! Ohhh, nghh, L-Luci, fuck..."
Lucifer purred, a singular bead of sweat running down the side of his face. Alastor's cheeks were hot to the touch, his belly moving up and down rapidly.
"...ucifer...I-I do not know how much longer I can hold it..."
Warm hands traced circles on Alastor's chest, swiping away the pool of drool that formed below his chin.
"You...nnngh, don't have to hold it in."
"It's...disgusting," Alastor scoffed.
"I assure you, it's not. Just...fuck, ah, just let it out."
Alastor closed his eyes as tight as he could, anxiety flooding his veins when he released inside of his coworker.
"Nnghah! Alastor! Al!"
Hot seed flooded Lucifer's cunt, sticky and thick. The principal slouched down, enjoying the fulfilling feeling of being full and warm. Lucifer slumped onto Alastor's chest, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. Alastor's flaccid dick was still inside Lucifer as they laid together, sweaty and exhausted.
"Good...boy."
Alastor blinked, eyes wide and confused.
"Oh. You...you say it when someone does a good job. It's supposed to make you feel good. Did...?"
"I suppose."
Lucifer smiled awkwardly. "Erm."
"Oh. R-right, sorry."
Alastor pulled out of Lucifer, a few drops of cum folloeing. His dick dripped with several different fluids, causing him to cringe. "Eugh."
Lucifer was wet again. Wetter than he was before. Assuming Alastor wasn't up for another round, he sat back onto the next behind him and gave him pussy a small smack before rubbing it in small circles.
Alastor watched in suprise, studying.
Without warning, he got onto his knees, slipping in between Lucifer's legs and swiping his nose across his clit.
"Nnn...m'...tired, Al."
"You...satisfied me. I am simply returning the favor."
"You...you don't have to."
"I insist."
"F...fuck you."
Alastor ignored the last comment and began to lick into his cunt, tongue sloppily rasping over his velvety folds.
Lucifer gripped a fist full of Alastor's hair and leaned back even further, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. The blonde fucked into his face huffing and puffing as he did so.
"Alastor, you're so good, please, moooore..." he whined.
The teacher buried his face as far into Lucifer as he could, inhaling the sweet scent of it and placing small kisses onto his nub.
"Ahhhhnnn oh my fucking God Alastor you're so good it's too much it's too much!" Lucifer babbled. "I need you I need you so much holy shit!"
Alastor sucked on the folds as his eyes rolled back into his head, Lucifer's thighs smashing into each side of his skull.
It was amazing.
Lucifer wrapped his legs around Alastor's head and propped himself up onto his hands, moans echoing through the room.
"Alastor..."
He cried out in ecstacy when he came, tears running down his cheeks. His body was hot and sticky with sweat, like how tanning felt in the humid summer heat. Lucifer let go of Alastor's head, pulling him up to plant a short kiss onto his lips.
"...Go now, then. We cannot be caught like this."