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hi i'm the anon that sent the request about the rare pair!

okay so the request is alastor x adam or angelicradio: i would like to think that alastor would be obsessed with adam cause adam was able to beat him and no one has every done that before(besides lucifer, if they had ever fought🤷🏽‍♀️). And now that adam is a sinner, alastor would take the opportunity to 'woo' adam or like 1930s it and 'court' him. i'm aware that alastor would rather use adam in some type of twisted plan he would have, but let me dream lol. so adam start giving alastor a chance and they went on a date to test the waters and adam really enjoyed it, although he is a little hesitant, because of what happened with his first two wives and lucifer. so alastor 'shows' him..

tender/possessive sex, please!

sorry for the word vomit

No problem! The more detailed the prompt is, the more the one-shot can be made to your liking! Now, believe it or not, Adam and Alastor are not that rare of a pair. Check the ao3 tag!

Anyway, let us begin! This is not Lucifer-friendly. I will also try respecting Alastor being Ace. I have an idea of how it would work without having Alastor physically having sex with Adam. Hopefully, I do it justice.

Three months.

Alastor had no idea what he should do and that was something he wouldn't stand for. The Radio Demon would like to think he knew himself well. He knew his emotions and how to regulate them. He was the epitome of class and refinement, with a taste for other demons and danger.

But he didn't know how he felt about Adam. At first, when the man came into the hotel after making a deal with Charlie Morningstar, Alastor was determined not to be in the same room as the brash sheep demon. He could let go of Adam hurting him in public when he was dead for good. But now that he was alive and under the same roof as him?

It was insulting, to say the least. Well, for the first few months. Now? He couldn't help but secretly be impressed that Adam held his own so well against him. No demon in Hell could say that.

Adam was an enigma. A puzzle to solve. Alstor could read people well, but Adam had so many layers. Most could only see the first layer. A brash and fowled mouth demon who was under soul contract with Charlie. The second layer was harder to see. Adam reserved it for animals.

Surprisingly, he was good with them. Extremely good. Any animal, no matter how dangerous, acted calmly or like an excited puppy near Adam. When he was alone with them, he had a softer voice and didn't swear as much. He cuddled them gently and took care of them with that of someone who loved animals.

His third layer was for when he was completely alone. When Adam was sure no one was watching, he looked defeated and broken. A shell of the angel who fought him so easily. He cried quietly. Not loudly like some would for attention. Adam cried as if he had no sound to give. Like someone had turned the nob of a radio to silent, and all you were left with was uncomfortable silence.

Alastor didn't know what to feel. So, he observed him from afar. Some would call it stalking but he was nothing like that infernal TV demon. He had class.

When he witnessed Lucifer make a snide comment about Adam's weight to his face, Alastor could feel the anger rolling off him. He could also feel, on a much smaller scale, how much it hurt him. Alastor watched as Adam ate less. It was enough where no one noticed unless you were looking for it, someone like Alastor for instance, but enough where Adam was losing weight.

Something in Alastor moved. Maybe it was the poor boy from the Bayou talking, but he didn't like the idea of anyone starving. Especially if they were doing it to themselves.

Without really thinking, Alastor had one day took Adam by the arm and teleported them to the kitchen alone.

"What the fuck, you freak!?" Adam yelled, his eyes darting around in anger. Alastor was sure that he was the only one who could see the fear in his eyes.

"Now, none of that!" Alastor laughed. "When was the last time you've eaten?"

A pause and then a growl. "None of your fucking business!" Alastor nodded. "That long. You must be famished then!"

He pushed the sheep demon into a chair and watched with some amusement as Adam fell into it. "How about some jambalaya? My mother's recipe is the best in Hell!"

"And what makes you think that I would trust anything you make for me?" Adam said with narrowed eyes. "How do I know you won't poison me or something?"

Alastor let out a chuckle. The idea of poisoning him was a funny way to kill him. But it wasn't the Radio Demon's preferred method. No, he liked to be up close and personal when choosing his victims. Adam wasn't even on his list if Alastor was being honest with himself. When did that happen? He shook his head. It didn't matter but he did have a reputation to uphold after all.

"Oh, Adam. You've been here for three months now? If I wanted to kill you, I would have done so already!"

He watched as Adam mulled over his words before shrugging. "Ah, fuck it. But why food?"

Alastor rolled his eyes. "Didn't I already tell you why? You're hungry, Adam. You're intentionally skipping meals. No one under this roof will starve while I'm here." And that was it. Adam didn't say anything else and neither did Alastor for the duration of the meal. But somehow, they both knew that something had changed. Any time Adam skipped a meal, Alastor was there to make sure he ate.

Four months

Alastor and Adam had begun acting differently with each other. Alastor wasn't sure when that happened, but they were...friendly with each other. They joked, they ate together, and they even sometimes took walks around Hell. Alastor didn't know how things had changed but the Radio Demon wasn't opposed to it.

Adam was good company when you looked past the first layer. No one seemed even willing to try to look past the tough exterior Adam put out to protect himself. A shell that Alastor finally seemed to be slowly chipping away with hard work. No good friendship was easy but the Radio Demon, weirdly enough, was willing to give it a go.

He was currently telling all this to his best friend, Rosie. Oh, and what a doll she was!

"Oh, Alastor! That's wonderful!" Rosie said with a warm smile. But that smile quickly turned into a playful smirk. "But you don't see it, do you?"

Alastor tilted his head. He didn't like to be on the outs when it came to information. Rosie knew this though, so she had better get to the point.

"What do you mean, dear?"

"Alastor, you're in love. Or at least attracted to him." Alastor felt something snap in him, like a record snapping in half.

He let out a laugh. "Rosie, you do say the most hilarious things! In love? Me? Preposterous! Why, perish the thought!"

Rosie just gave him a knowing smirk. "You haven't stopped talking to about him for an hour. That says a lot."

Alastor looked at his now cold tea. Him? In love with Adam? He couldn't be! He had never been even attracted to anyone when he was alive nor since he died. Why would Rosie even suggest this?

"Just think about it." Rosie urged. And so Alastor did. He thought about it when he did his broadcast. He thought about it when he and Adam ate dinner, the lamb conveniently forgot, and he thought about it when he was sitting in his bed.

He thought about Adam in general. He was pleasing to the eyes. Anyone could see that. Big brown eyes, all soft curves, and a throat he just wanted to bite—

"Shit," Alastor said when he realized it. He guessed Rosie was right after all. He glanced at his lap. If he gave this a try, would Adam be okay with him not having sexual intimacy with him? Sex didn't gross him out, but he just never felt the need for it. His body wasn't made for something like that and Alastor had come to accept that. It was no skin off his nose in life or death.

But from Alastor's experience, nobody was satisfied with that. They always wanted more than what he could give. A certain annoying television came into mind making him growl. Would Adam be the same?

He sighed as he flopped into bed. He would think about this tomorrow.

Four months, two weeks

Alastor gave it enough thought. He was well and truly in love with Adam. He watched his lamb, for he was his and his alone, sitting on the hotel's roof with an animal he didn't care to know the name of. It was a cross between a chicken and a rat with a beak full of razor-sharp teeth that wouldn't hesitate to bite your shins if you weren't careful.

Adam, of course, was the exception to it all as he petted the thing on his lap as it slept. He murmured soft things to it and looked at peace.

Alastor was holding a bouquet, one that held meaning. It consisted of red Roses, peonies, tulips, amaryllis, and American Cowslip. It was hard for even him to get flowers such as this, they didn't normally grow in the Pride Ring, but Alastor wanted to pull all the stops.

He sighed to himself, why was he so nervous, as he walked up to the lamb demon. Alastor cleared his throat to get his attention and Adam turned to him with a lazy smile. "Hi, Alastor. What do you got there?"

"I know exactly what they mean." Alastor interrupted. "I picked them out especially for you." Adam let out a shaky breath, his warm brown eyes flickering from the flowers back to the Radio Demon.

Alastor bowed to Adam and presented him with the flowers. "For you, mon ange~" The sheep demon gently moved the sleeping creature before gingerly taking the bouquet in his hands. "Alastor, do you know what these mean? Because—"

"Adam, would you do me the magnificent honor of allowing me to court you?" Brown eyes widened. It was filled with fear, hurt, hope, and intrigue. Adam was always filled with so much emotion.

"I—I, you have to know about my failed marriages. I don't want to fuck up what we have because I want more." He said softly. This was the most vulnerable he had ever seen the demon. Alastor realized just how much trust he was putting in him and he couldn't help but feel even more love.

"No relationship, friendship or romantic, is easy." He placed a clawed hand on the taller demon's cheek causing him to gasp softly. "But I want to try." Alastor then added, "If you feel uncomfortable with the idea though, we can forget this happened. I am more than happy being friends with you."

He watched so many emotions flicker in his eyes before Adam timidly smiled. "Let's do it. Let's fuckign do it."

Four months, three weeks.

Alastor brushed through his hair with a comb. This was it. He had a date with Adam. Their first ever date was tonight and everything had to be perfect. For the past week, they have been keeping their relationship a secret. Alastor was fine with that. He wanted his lamb to be comfortable with everything they do.

They had sweet nights together, just talking about everything and anything. Food prepared especially for Adam that Alastor tried to replicate from when the man was alive. He also had fun showing him his own roots. Adam was a fast learner, taking all the information like a sponge. Sure, his vocabulary was sprinkled with curses and his music was less than desirable, but they both respected each other and that said a lot.

Alastor took one last look in the mirror and smiled. He was never fully dressed without one.

Walking out of his room, he made his way to Adam's room where they agreed to meet up before heading to the restaurant. As he prepared himself to knock, he heard a voice he recognized immediately and it made his hackles rise.

"What's wrong, Adam? Where's that furious spirit you have?" Lucifer. He hated that man. Not only was he a neglectful father, but he was also a pitiful man who moaned about his ex-wife all the time to those who could hear it. Especially when he was drunk. He threw his power around with Adam because Charlie had him under contract and he wasn't allowed to hurt anyone in the hotel. Lucifer used this against him a lot.

"Let go! Fucking let go!" Adam yelled angrily but Alastor could hear the fear tinged in it. With a furious growl, he manifested into the room and took in what was in front of him.

Lucifer had a leash around Adam's neck, holding it harshly to the point he was wheezing. A heeled boot was digging into his lower back and Alastor knew it would leave a bruise.

"Well, what do you have here?" Alastor growled out menacingly. They both looked up. One with a carefully blank expression and the other with a fearful yet hopeful look.

"Run along, Bambi. This doesn't concern you." Lucifer said before he yanked the chain again. Adam, like the good lamb he was, refused to let out the whimper Alastor could see bubbling up.

"Charlie is looking for you. What should I tell her about what I'm seeing?" Lucifer growled out as well. Pure demonic energy filled the room, neither one seemingly ready to back down. Alastor supposed the fear of losing whatever family he had left was enough for Lucifer to back down after awhile. With a final yank, the chain disappeared along with the King of Hell.

Alastor helped Adam up and brought him into a hug. "My dear, it's alright now. I won't let him do that anymore."

Adam was shaking, trusting that Alastor wouldn't make fun of him for being so shaken up. As if the Radio Demon would ever do such a thing. "Adam, it's going to be okay. I'm here to protect you now." Adam finally allowed a few tears out and gave a shaky smile. "You always are. Thank you, Alastor. I hope this doesn't ruin our date."

"Of course not. And might I say, you look beautiful!" With a snap of his fingers, the dirt on Adam disappeared from his clothes leaving him in the nice dress shirt and pants he had dressed himself in.

"Should we head for the restaurant now? We do have reservations if you're still up for it."

"Fuck yes."

The date was splendid. The food was excellent. Adam seemed to have had a wonderful time and they were now in Alastor's bedroom.

The Radio Demon smirked at his lamb, who was sitting on his lap with a blush on his face. "Now, before we do anything, I must confess something." Alastor knew this was truly the moment of truth. Would Adam accept him for who he was?

"I can't have sex with you." He said bluntly. Adam tilted his head, blush fading as he listened to Alastor. "I just never felt that way before. Never. Even now, when I'm holding you and want to bite you, I'm not aroused in the slightest."

Adam nodded as if he just explained everything. "You're asexual. That's fine."

"I'm what now?" Alastor asked, completely confused by the term.

"Asexual. Someone who doesn't have a sexual attraction to anyone. I mean, there's a whole ass spectrum and I'm not the best fucking person to explain everything, but yeah. That's perfectly normal. There are plenty of people in Heaven who are asexual and who are still in healthy relationships. We don't have to have sex. I want to be with you because I love you."

Alastor chuckled. Who knew there was a word this entire time that explained why he was the way he was? "Oh, Adam. You really are the best thing to Fall into Hell."

Adam was back to blushing now, flustered by the compliment. "But I believe you misunderstood me." The sheep demon looked delightfully confused. "While I might not be doing anything, doesn't mean we can't have fun."

Alastor grinned wickedly as he summoned his shadow and picked Adam up. The sheep squeaked in surprise at the sudden motion. "Let me show you just how much fun we can have." The shadow directed Adam and had him turned around but not before stripping him naked. He was dropped back onto Alastor's lap who was quick to grab his wrists and pin them above with a tentacle.

"A—Alastor!" Adam moaned out when the Radio Demon licked up his neck. His lamb smelled delicious~.

"Yes, my dear? I hope this is to your liking." Adam moaned when his shadow twisted his nipples gently. Alastor didn't know that he would be so sensitive!

Adam rocked in his lap and Alastor watched fascinated as he got aroused. This was something that he caused and for some reason, it gave a possessive and obsessive need to be the only one to cause this. No one would ever be allowed to touch Adam this way. He would sooner burn all of Hell down before he would allow someone to touch what was his. Alastor's mother always said he never liked to share.

"More, please!" Adam begged. Alastor loved it when his lamb begged. He sounded beautiful. "More? Oh, but our first time should be gentle." He teased into the crook of his neck, knowing that would drive someone like Adam insane.

"I can take it! Please!" Adam begged.

"Now, don't be a brat or I might have to spank you like one. Your first time with me will be gentle and loving." Alastor's word was law and Adam could tell because he nodded pitifully.

While his shadow was busy deep-throating Adam, the Radio Demon licked and bit his way through Adam's neck. He tasted divine! A true delicacy! Experimenting, Alastor bit down hard, hard enough to draw blood. Adam moaned loud and low, his dick twitching in his shadow. Ah, so he liked biting? That was something they had in common.

Adam was thrashing in his hold so Alastor held him down by one hip while his shadow held him down on the other. The Radio Demon was stronger than Adam but the fact that his lamb didn't fight back when he was held down showed Alastor how much trust he had in him. Trust that he would take care of him.

It was a heady feeling. More tentacles appeared and each caressed exposed skin as Adam writhed in his grip.

To seal the whole thing, Alastor watched as he drank some tea. The sounds of begging and crying from pleasure were lovely. He folded a leg over his left and watched as his lamb moaned looking at him. Perhaps he was turned on by the fact that Alastor was watching and not actively participating. He could work with that.

Alastor watched as he ejaculated in his shadow, who gobbled it up with a smirk. "And now for the main event!" Adam was held aloft, tentacles holding him in the air. His shadow, equipped with the necessary parts, stretched the pent-up Adam.

His chubby body was on full display and it delighted Alastor to know that his lamb was plumping up. It means he wasn't starving himself as much.

"Look at you! All tied up for me to look at. I just want to put you on display, you're so beautiful!" Adam moaned, his voice muffled by a tentacle in his mouth.

"You looked stuffed, lamb. Do you want to be my feast?" Alastor asked as he casually sipped his tea.

His shadow seemed done prepping him and was now gently thrusting into him, just like Alastor ordered him to. Nice and slow. Gentle. It was sure to drive Adam mad with pleasure.

Adam moaned, his body rocking in the grip of his tentacles. "I love this look on you. A drooling mess. But it's mine, understood? I don't like to share, my lamb. If we are to do this, you must only do it with me." The tentacle in his mouth was brought out of his mouth and it turned Adam's head in his direction. "Well, Adam? Do you want to be mine? To hold? To love? To be partners in every sense of the word?"

Adam had just enough sense left in his brain to yell out, "Yes! I want you!" Alastor watched as he climaxed on the floor as his shadow finished inside him. Adam was gently placed in Alastor's arms and the Radio Demon took him to the bathroom. Yes, this lamb was his alone.

Hope that was good! Again, I tried to keep Alastor as canon as I could. Love you, anon!

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