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Though Alastor hasn't quite let lust outwardly consume him yet, despite how hot and parched Lucifer was so easily making him feel, his shadow is enough of a reflection of his inner thoughts with the way it pants and lingers close to Lucifer. The radio demon wants it badly. He wants Lucifer to reduce him to a state ONLY the king of Hell can, all so Vox can hopefully, FINALLY, get a fucking clue.

"You're so good to me, your Majesty~" Alastor purrs, catching Lucifer's tongue betwixt his lips for a long, heated dance, "If your schedule is free... I'm sure his is, too. We can go right now. It isn't as if he does anything of value throughout the day. I'm sure we can... catch and corner him quite easily... besides, I want you... quite terribly, really..."

The radio demon breaks the kiss, only so he may plant a few more sprinkles atop this delicious cake, "I'll even wear the outfit you like, hm? That filthy little nun outfit that you tear up everytime... what am I on, outfit number 8? Oh, but I do love it when you get like that... so I cannot, and will not, complain, my king~"

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It was so hard for Lucifer to contain his desire for Alastor. This demon had always had him hungering for his touch, his kiss, his body, and, especially, his love. In their early days together, Lucifer had forced himself to hold back when making love to the mortal radio host. But since their reunion, he no longer had to.

And he wasn't about to start again now. Not when he had a point to make to demon who believed himself allowed to not only bad mouth Lucifer Morningstar's husband, but obsess and pine for him. And Lucifer was determined to end Vox's bold and irritating behavior. He would show that only he, Hell's King, was capable of drowning Alastor in such pleasure and, compared to him, Vox couldn't hold even the smallest candle.

He hummed into the kiss, claws dragging up and down his beloved's back. "My meetings aren't until tomorrow, so my day is free." His whip of a tail swayed from behind him, looping around Alastor's waist. At the mention of the nun outfit, his grin only broadened. "Oh, ho ho~? And you say I'm good to you? You spoil me, my love."

It was becoming more difficult for Lucifer to remain tame, especially with the image of Alastor in that pleasing outfit. "You know...If there's ever something you'd like to see me wear, you can always tell me. It's only fair, I'd say." He leaned in, whispering playfully into Alastor's ear. "I'll even wear it in public if you wish~"

He'd let Alastor think on that, but time was a-wasting and there was a television demon to capture. So, with a smirk, Lucifer rose from his seat, releasing his lover, but not before giving his pretty neck a hard bite, slicking his tongue over the beads of red that welled from the mark.

#radiodaemon #Muse;;Lucifer Morningstar #Oh Vox~ #I hope you've got your memory backed up #because you're in for a few blue screen moments #and Alastor!! #MAKE LU WEAR SOMETHING SEXY FOR YOU #because he WILL

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@radiodaemon

-I don’t know the correct answer to that question…”

Saw this post and immediately knew I had to draw it for the 📻🍎 simps including me.

#Visage;;Lucifer Morningstar #Dearest Doe [Alastor] radiodaemon #IM CACKLING!!! #watch him bang that pen on the desk even more now -gigglesnort-

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source by Ski_Sky_

#Visage;;Lucifer Morningstar #Dearest Doe [Alastor] radiodaemon #the tail gives him away XD #even when he's grumpy #his tail knows what he really wants lmao

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Lucifer's touch, even something so simple as fingers up his thighs, made him shiver. Made him weak... and the knowledge that his beloved had even enjoyed putting on their impromptu show? Gods, it was enough to make Alastor want to do it all over again right then and there. He was a relatively private person, yes, not one to put his business out in the open, but when it came to Lucifer?

He could make certain... exceptions.

"I was thinking..." He whispers, sinking into Lucifer's hold with a low, silky chuckle, "... Vox. I made my statement to Angel about you... and now, I do believe we are ready for the next one. What say you, Lulu?"

He turns to face the devil, cupping his chin and guiding lips hungrily and greedily to his own. "You are the only one who can claim me. Who has any sort of power over me... so I expect you to remind the ignorant of that very fact, by any means necessary~"

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The king's hands glided to Alastor's rear, gently massaging the flesh through his clothes. He was eager for their next show. And if he hadn't been adamant that he be the one to make Alastor writhe in pure, unadulterated pleasure, to have his flesh marred while his lover cried out to any gods with an ear pointed in their direction, he certainly was now.

"The flat-faced asshat with an unhealthy obsession with you?" Lucifer utterly loathed that demon. Word was the TV demon hated Alastor, but Lucifer sensed there to be more below the surface. Vox's hyperfixation on Alastor made Lucifer's blood boil.

It sickened him to know the bastard dedicated much of his time obsessing over the king's husband. Taunting him, threatening him. He'd even learned that Sir Pentious had originally been sent as a spy. All of this, for what? What was his reasoning? Did he truly despise Alastor or did he hold feelings of interest, seeking to gain his affections?

"Oh, I say fuck yes." Lucifer growled into the kiss, tugging his lover's hips taut against his own. Claws threatened to bite into the host's skin. "I'll make sure the fucker knows his place. You belong to me and only me. I'll drill the image of my cock buried so deep inside you that he'll never forget." He nuzzled into the other's neck, dragging his tongue along the skin. With any luck, Vox may very well cease his hunting of the radio demon. If not...Well, Lucifer had other ways of persuasion.

"When do we start?"

#radiodaemon #Muse;;Lucifer Morningstar #nsfw #Lulu is going to make this show worth the front row seat #He'll make sure Vox sees everything #hears Lucifer's name being chanted like a prayer #And learn real fast that Alastor belongs to the one and only King of Hell

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"..." Silence, more silence, even more silence, before he finally says what's on his mind. "The other day... when Angel had the rare honor of watching me take you..." He pauses, and slips his gaze towards Lu, " ... I must admit, my Dandelulu... I enjoyed putting on a little show. Making it known that you are mine..."

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Lucifer, who had been detailing his newest duck creation, lifted his head when Alastor had broken the long silence. He bit his lip, recalling the scene. He could still feel those hands on his body, the way Alastor growled and moaned into his ear as Angel watched in both awe and arousal.

He turned his head, quirking a brow as his beloved demon confessed his enjoyment of their performance. If Lucifer was being absolutely truthful, he didn't expect Alastor to have been pleased with the fact another was able to not only hear, but witness their private activities. His heart, soul, and body belonged solely to Alastor. His lewd cries of pleasure and writhing body were meant only for Alastor, no?

And, though Angel was able to experience it all with eyes and ears, not one member of the house was going to believe a breath he uttered about getting to watch them fuck. It was hilarious, really.

"Is that so, my Doe? Well, I, on the other hand..." With a straight face, he set aside his project and took Alastor by the hand to lead him to the couch. After seating himself, he pulled Alastor into his lap, settling him on his rightful throne. "I loved every second of it~" he growled, his grin wide and playful.

"If you want to do it again, either with Angel or someone else, I'm game. Have someone in mind?" he asked with genuine curiosity, hands trailing up his husband's thighs.

#radiodaemon #Muse;;Lucifer Morningstar #Oh lulu had a hell of a time~ #and I swear to god if it's Vox they force to watch #LULU WILL BE THE TOP

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After a lot of begging, I decided to end up posting this luci doodle I finished!! >:) it's a great day to be a cowboy lover isn't it 🙏

#Visage;;Lucifer Morningstar #Cowboy Lucifer #COWBOY LUCIFER!!!

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#Visage;;Lucifer Morningstar #he's so pretty~ #and he loves to play his violin in his room

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... what the hell does he think he's doing?

Angel Dust, that is. The entirety of Hell knows he's a shameless flirt with what feels like a lust button that's permanently switched on, but this... this is territory that Angel Dust is not allowed to touch.

Alastor sees those fluffy fucking fingers caressing Lucifer's chin and cheeks. Sees the way Angel Dust looks at him like he's some 500 point victory to be snagged, but the Radio Demon isn't having it. Their relationship might still be relatively hidden, but all manner of logic goes out the door when HIS Lulu is being targeted.

HIS LULU. HIS LUCIFER. HIS, HIS, HIS, HIS, HIS---

"Lu. Ci. Fer." Alastor's voice is low, haunting, as it cuts over whatever Angel had been saying. The air turns cold to an almost suffocating extent, as Alastor slithers his way up from the ground and right behind where Lucifer stood, a long arm curling around that petite waist to aggressively pull Lucifer up against him.

"Keep your mitts to yourself." With a growl, he nudges Lucifer's head to the side and sinks his sharp teeth deep into his neck, sucking at the spot. All whilst blood red eyes stay locked on Angel, glowing more and more eerie, more and more THREATENING, as the seconds passed.

'Go ahead and tell everyone what you saw... they won't believe you~'

He's already begun shifting the fabric of Lucifer's clothing out the way, wanting to touch and caress his soft, bare skin whilst he fed on that delicious golden nectar. They'll continue this in the bedroom in due time... but he wants to make sure Angel sees, and HEARS, what only Alastor can and is allowed to do to the King of Hell.

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Oh, this was such an awkward situation he found himself in. Angel's flirtatious comments and touches were making the married king rather uncomfortable. No matter how he tried to shift the conversation to a new topic, Angel always found a way to get the train back on his desired track. Lucifer wished to flee or be saved by someone. Anyone!

And he received a savior, but the rescue did not go, at all, as expected. He gasped, Alastor's voice rumbling his body to the very core. and the drop in temperature sent a violent chill up Lucifer's spine.

As he was suddenly ensnared in his beloved's grip and pressed flush against Alastor's frame, his breath hitched. "Al...?" It was clear as day that Alastor was more than slightly disapproving of Angel's advances.

Speaking of Angel... The demon had been started by Alastor's quick appearance and thundering voice, inching back slightly at the demand. His eyes locked with the Overlord's for little more than a few moments before he was to look on and watch how the king crumbled under Alastor's touch, his own features flushing at the sight.

'Oh shit...'

Angel couldn't keep from biting his lip as Lucifer moaned, arching as those rows of teeth pierced his neck. The hands that roamed in obvious claim over the blond's body left Lucifer whimpering and squirming, muscles twitching under his touch. Lucifer tipped his head back, hands reaching behind to grasp for his lover.

"Hah...ngh...Alastor! Mmm... Fuck!" His own black claws dragged up the demon's thigh, hips rocking back to press into him. He'd yet to admit it, but he found it rather arousing, Alastor laying claim over him before the eyes of another.

Angel bit his lip, folding one leg over the other as he observed the way Lucifer melted into Alastor, ribbons of gold trailing from the fresh bite. 'Ah, fuck. This is hot as shit...' And Alastor was right. No one would believe a word from his mouth if he told them the big, bad Radio Demon and the short King of Hell were getting it on right in front of him. Or even at all.

Having had enough play, Lucifer pulled himself from Alastor's clutches, only to turn and pull the demon in for a feral, bruising kiss, His forked tongue lashed into Alastor's mouth, his arms looping around the demon's neck and hoisting himself up and onto Alastor where his legs locked around his waist.

When, at last, he did break the kiss, , he caressed Alastor's faced, panting with a wide, toothy grin. "I fucking love it when you get possessive like this." He stole another kiss, paying no mind to the clearly squirming demon behind him. "I want you to fuck me so hard that I can't walk—No, I need you to," he purred, the look in his now crimson eyes carnal and hungry. His tail flicked and swayed with excitement behind him

Angel's eyes widened. Was this what it was like when others watched his films? Because this was fucking hot! "I get 't watch, right?"

#Muse;;Lucifer Morningstar #radiodaemon #You've Got That Power Over Me [Lucifer x Alastor] radiodaemon #This got saucier than I planned lmao #But Alastor just does that to him!! #Makes him absolutely feral #nsfw

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Don't really know how to draw Alastor so I doodled some radioapple. 📻🍎

#look how sad he is at first #crying and all #but then he's so happy with Alastor #giving kisses and snek snuggles #happy dates~ #Visage;;Lucifer Morningstar #Dearest Doe [Alastor] radiodaemon

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"I don't give a shit if people see anymore. So, no. I won't stop." Even if Alastor were to try pushing him away, in his current state, he wouldn't have the strength to. And Lucifer didn't want to release him. Just seeing Alastor in such a manner crushed Lucifer's heart and soul.

Hands gently rubbed his lover's back, hoping to soothe him, even just a little. "She would never, Al. You were—ARE her pride and joy. She would have stood by you, no matter what. You would have gotten a scolding, sure, but she'd never hate you."

There wasn't a single doubt in Lucifer's mind that she'd be anything other than an angel. She was the very definition of the word. So pure. So kind. So loving. That wonderful woman was in Heaven and Lucifer had to fulfill his duty as her son-in-law, Alastor's husband, to see them reunited. Even if it was for but a short while.

"Trust me, babe. You'll see her again. I promise you. Now, lets get you home." He gathered Alastor into his arms. Once secured, he snapped his fingers, his newly acquired belongings floating and following the blond as he left the bar. "Put it on my tab, barkeep. I'll be by later to pay it."

And without another word, or passing a single glance to anyone else, Lucifer left with his Darling Doe.

" . . . "

No squeak, as he normally would when pulled against his husband. No delighted flick of the ears, no hearty chuckle. Nay, Alastor only sank into Lucifer's body, heavied by the alcohol, certainly, but damn, were emotions just as weighty a burden. " We're in a bar, Lu... " He mumbles, even despite his lack of effort to pull away, " Everyone'll see. Stop... "

Oh, but how his arms slowly, lethargically, loop around Lucifer's body, even squeezing as much as a man with many glasses of alcohol swirling 'round his belly can. " Maybe I should've told her about all the things I'd done... all the blood I shed. Maybe she would have disowned me, and we would have grown apart. Would've made this easier... "

Well, now he's just self loathing, and that's not good. He's supposed to be the confident, unfazed, nonchalant, FEARED Radio Demon, but this... this was just PATHETIC on a whole new level.

" I must see 'er, Lu... least hear her. I need t'know where she is, if she's alright, if... if she did make it to heaven, else I may just go mad... " He knows she did, because she's the PUREST being he's ever known. If they made the wrong decision and sent her down here, too... nobody would be spared from his wrath.

#radiodaemon #Muse;;Lucifer Morningstar #Don't worry Al! #Lulu's got you! #and he'll make you smile again!! #You've Got That Power Over Me [Lucifer x Alastor] radiodaemon

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It was so rare for Lucifer to see Alastor so inebriated. He'd seen it before, but it was out of celebration that he'd drank so much. This time, however, he was drinking out of sorrow and longing. For his darling mother.

"You know I would have told you, Al. I could never keep something like that from you." Lucifer loved that woman, as if she were his very own. In truth, she was. She was Lucifer's mother-in-law. And she showed him the motherly love he'd spent his entire existence without. God, did he miss her. But it was Alastor who missed her so much more. She'd birthed him, raised and loved him before he'd even been brought into the world.

Alastor's heart was aching and Lucifer couldn't bear to see his beloved suffer, drowning his emotions in alcohol. The king set aside his things and drew Alastor into an embrace. "Come here." Lucifer didn't care anymore what others would think or say at this sight. His lover needed the support and comfort and he'd be even more damned if he wasn't the one to provide.

"I miss her too. And I promise, if I can, I'll find a way for you to see her."

Such a promise shouldn't be taken lightly. Fallen from Heaven or not, he still had connections and was allowed to make requests from time to time. He could only pray that his desperate plea be met with a positive outcome.

#Muse;;Lucifer Morningstar #radiodaemon #Like hell Lucifer wasn't going to respond to this!! #He couldn't leave Alastor to suffer #Al WILL get to see his mother again one day!!!

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#Visage;;Lucifer Morningstar #Dearest Doe [Alastor] radiodaemon #snuggly babies~! #they give mE CAVITIES!!

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" ... Lulu... "

He tries to keep his voice soft, quiet, so as to not startle the king from his slumber too harshly, but with the way Lucifer is tossing and turning in his sleep, Alastor thinks he may just be doing him a favor by waking him up by whatever means necessary. Fingers settle upon one of the older man's shoulders, shaking him gently, at first... but, when that doesn't work, Alastor takes matters fully into his own hands by taking Lucifer, quite literally, into his own hands, too.

He's careful as he pulls him from beneath the covers and cradles him, smoothing a palm through messy sunshine strands. " Lulu... you're having a nightmare, I believe, but I'm here. Do wake up, please, so you can see that everything is alright. Lulu... come on now... "

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These nightmares had become more frequent. The occasional bad dream wasn't uncommon for himself, or anyone, really. But as of late, they were almost nightly now. And always the same horror.

Repeats of Alastor's death.

But, unlike how it had happened, Lucifer was trapped, observing his lover's death. And all he could do was scream, or attempt to. His lips would part, but little to no sound left them. No matter how hard he struggled against his restraints, he couldn't move. Couldn't intervene. Forced to watch as his loving husband was chased by hounds and shot mercilessly. Over and over.

It had become difficult for the king to willingly rest, knowing this nightmare was to return. He thought, with Alastor by his side, that his mind would be filled with pleasant dreams. After all, the man he's loved for a century was here. Alive. Well. And warm in his arms.

Yet, his mind saw fit to remind him of his failure to protect what mattered most to him. Made him relive the trauma again and again until he woke in sweat and tears.

This night, however, was slightly different. As per usual, he was looking on as his lover was to be slain before his eyes, Lucifer reaching out and trying to call out to him. Then, just as the sound of gunfire sounded, everything around him was swallowed in darkness. The wretched visions that crushed his heart and soul simply vanished and in the pit of those shadows flickered a light....and a voice.

' I'm here. '

' Wake up. '

' Everything is alright. '

His entire body was warm, the feel of those arms he knew so well wrapped around him. Slowly, he cracked his eyes open, blinking slowly through a few tears as they adjusted to the face in front of them. And there...crimson eyes looked back at him with concern. It took Lucifer a few moments to realize he was no longer dreaming. It was the heat from Alastor and the fingers in his hair that roused him from his daze and truly woke him.

"Good morning, my Doe," he murmured, cracking a tired smile before reaching up and drawing Alastor in for a tender kiss, the short king pouring every ounce of his love into it as he could possibly muster. This thumb stroked Alastor's cheek, a few stray tears managing to slip from his closed eyes.

"I missed you," he whispered against his lips.

#radiodaemon #you've got that power over me [lucifer x alastor] radiodaemon #Muse;;Lucifer Morningstar #He blames himself for Alastor's death every damn day #Can't stop having bad dreams about it #Waking up to Alastor's beautiful face and warm embrace #His nightmares vanish #You're his whole world Al

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–my roman empire !

#THIS IS SO ADORABLE #A sweet little car ride #just the two of them enjoying each other and the day~ #Visage;;Lucifer Morningstar #Dearest Doe [Alastor] radiodaemon #You've Got That Power Over Me [Lucifer x Alastor] radiodaemon

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Me: -starting to doze-

Flare: doN'T YOU FUCKING DARE—!!!

#fluff queen speaking [ooc] #I've slept less that 6 hours the past 2 days #and my horny ass muses are glaring me down lmfao #help ;w;

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Pardon? Back to work, you say? At this hour? Not on her watch! She will take her place on her throne, locking her legs around him and his seat with a grumpy pout.

"Didn't you say you were going to take the night off?"

' Taking notes? ' That's it? Shame. The throne is empty and his queen is nowhere to be found. He supposes he'll return to his work, then.

#tenebriism #Muse;;Flare Ragnulf #EXCUSE YOU #no technology allowed Mister!! #unless you're recording for private viewing later //shot

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O-Oh. Such a vivid picture painted in her head. She is certainly taking notes.

#Muse;;Flare Ragnulf #Dash commentary #she's thinking about it all #and she is both interested and flustered XDD