Lucifer isn't trying to fight. He isn't trying to cause him harm. He doesn't want to do that, and as he stared at the Radio Demon he could see that he didn't want that either. He just needed it to feel as sane as possible. He closes his eyes with a sigh.
"What...?! What's with that annoying sigh of yours?" 
Lucifer yanks him forward pulling the Radio Demon down. Alastor's head falls into his arms with his head landing in his lap, his knees on the ground, and his arms at his sides.
"What are you—?!"
Lucifer doesn't say anything and just keeps one hand to his back and one in the messy red strands of his hair. He's pulling him closer with the hand in his hair lightly petting at his scalp through the strands. Alastor's ears fall back, his arms dropping limp to his sides. 
"I'm giving you...what you need Alastor......a person to lean on...." 
The hand on his back is gentle and is aware that he is very protective of it. At first, Alastor isn't sure how to react, but every other instinct in him wanted to just shove him away—yet another part of him, deep down wanted him to stay forever. May the Heavens above never remove him from this position. 
"Just....let go. Let yourself be vulnerable. There's no one but me and you...."
Alastor's ears fall back over his head as he closes his eyes. His arms lift to wrap around the King's waist as he buries his face into him his entire body just trembling from the aching of his body and heart. Lucifer frowns and carefully pets his head. 
"There we go......" 
He leans further down for his hand at his upper back to carefully move down so that he could place his hand over the areas where his wings would be. Alastor flinches when he does, but then settles down as he knew that the King was not going to hurt him. Instead, Lucifer's thumb gently caresses that area, nursing the area gently with his own light touches. He just wanted to soothe him, so that he could relax and finally get some rest. He feels Alastor's head get heavier, he carefully peaks over to see him slipping in and out of consciousness. 
"Alastor....let me help you to your room okay....so you can rest easy there...." 
Alastor hums in response and slowly lifts his upper body the static of his person just oozing through the air in small waves. His eyes are dazed and filled with exhaustion and the disorientation from all the alcohol running through his veins. Lucifer stares at him and holds his hands up to hold him steady. 
"Yeah you really need to sleep Alastor...." 
Alastor stares at him in silence, something in his stomach was stirring. A type of need. A hunger. And he couldn't quite control it.
"Al...?"
Alastor's hands cup his cheeks lightly.
"Alast—?!" 
His voice is shoved down his throat into a muffle as Alastor's lips are pressed to his. Lucifer’s eyes close tightly, his hands clutching onto his sleeves as he shoves him back.
"Al..!" 
Alastor silences him again with a kiss so deep, his tongue managing to sneak on through to get a taste. Lucifer isn't able to process what is happening, and yet the kiss itself felt far too overwhelming. He shoves him back again as he turns away to breathe, his fist held up to hide his face, with saliva trickling down his chin. He breathes and gazes back to Alastor who was ready to just collapse at any moment. Lucifer stands up and does his best to keep his composure. 
"T-To bed...w-with you..." is all he can say as he shoves him out of the studio. He carefully leads him to his bedroom and once he's there, Alastor doesn't go for his bed right away. Instead he goes for the bayou. His body curls up among the trees and grass, where it's most comfortable. Lucifer wants to protest against it, but upon catching sight of his sleeping face he stops himself from doing so. He sighs and runs his hand through his hair, his thoughts taking him back to the kiss. His cheeks flare up immediately. He shakes his head and prepares to leave but then he hears the voice of his ex coming from down the stairs to the lobby. He sighs and just stays in the room. He turns back to Alastor and for some reason he's flinching. He carefully steps forward and crouches down behind him. The most of the shivering in his body was coming from his back.