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Huskerdust anyone? (I’ve been pulled back into this fandom help)

#Angel Dust #Husker #HuskerDust #Hazbin Hotel

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Oh, he was delicious. Normally to be denied, taunted that he had to earn something that he desired, would incense the demon. He had never liked refusal because it always stemmed from malice, the wish of another to have power over him, to see him fall behind or to hear him beg. He had learned very early in his human life never to give them the satisfaction of the latter.

But this? Something--someone--that he lusted for, very reasonably asserting that he had prove himself worthy of their submission? That was fair--and Alastor wanted to achieve it.

Lucifer appeared to not mind his maintain some of his clothing. It was one thing that Alastor recalled viscerally enjoying, a sort of psychological power balance....and if that was the sort of lover that Lucifer would be, then Alastor would find his way to meeting him halfway.

He was testing out as he went along....and the way Lucifer responded to the nipple stimulation was gorgeous. Alastor let his shadows wind out again, capturing Lucifer's wrists, moving them over his head and pinning them together in the tendrilled fingers.

"Tell me," Alastor purred, "what you like most. What foreplay makes you drip, my King. Tell me what you crave."

#healiacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #erotica #rp: walked in on #notsfw

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The heat rising between them was nearly unbearable, and Alastor knew already that no matter how this night went--well, poorly, incredibly--it was going to have been worth it. The way that Lucifer swayed and moaned, how he arched under the demon's claws....

And then the seraphim kissed him, mouth pressing against his almost wildly, desperately, and Alastor stopped wasting his efforts on thinking. The only use for thought was noting reactions, and determining how to respond and repeat whatever had provoked them.

He grunted low as Lucifer pulled them both backwards, dropping onto his back and eliminating the decision. "You're the type to top from the bottom, aren't you?" Alastor growled, but his smirk betrayed his lack of annoyance. What else would be the case, with the King of Hell? Lucifer was no doormat. He might have a pillow princess side, Alastor would come to see, but dictating what he knew he wanted...that would be a positive.

And fuck, but the angel felt good beneath his body. Alastor rocked back against him, matching his rhythm, groaning low at his words. "Done." A snap, and his upper body and his feet were bared, leaving him in his trousers and nothing else. "Free rein, hm?" Testing that possibility, Alastor kissed his way down the King's throat to his chest, finding his nipple and sucking at it roughly.

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #notsfw #erotica

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Well, this was by far the most erotic experience of his entire existence. The one prize he would have never dreamed he could come close to, let alone lay his own, "dirty" Sinner's hands upon.... So many idol-worshipped this angel, saw him as unapproachable, like the denizens of Heaven itself, and yet here he was.

Relatable, witty, a devoted father. A friend, a fighter for what he believed in. And, stripped down like this... Absolutely irresistable.

He could feel the King's words against his mouth, soft breaths so warm and sweet, Alastor wished that he could taste sound. He merely chuckled fondly at the "rebuke" for his excitement, because he had asked the question not truly thinking himself capable of impregnating the seraphim.

But Lucifer was feeling playful, too. Alastor groaned at his hips moving, their cocks rutting together through the fabric of his pants, and the King's shorts.

"And pretend I will," he growled. "I will see your belly bulge with my seed, darling." His hands stroked over that delicate waist again, down his hips, thumbs catching on his pronounced hip bones. "Now....shall I throw you onto your back, or twist you onto hands and knees before I bury my mouth in your pussy?"

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #erotica #notsfw #cw femininization kink #cw dirty talk

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Oh, this was an intoxicating new type of power. Never in his brief, exploratory dalliances as a human had Alastor felt this sort of consuming pleasure as he got to know the nuances of the partner in his arms. He had learned mechanics, and he knew those would come in useful now...but the faces faded to nothingness in his memory, now.

Lucifer was a prize the likes of which he had never fathomed actually earning. That he was in the demon's lap now, negotiating the consent phase of what promised to be a night of passion, was a fever dream....and Alastor was ravenous for more.

Lucifer's tone turned more serious, and Alastor quieted to hear him out. His brows rose at the slightly ominous words...but as Lucifer continued, the concern melted back away in favor of lust.

Fuck. Not only did he look like an edible little twink, and smell like a fresh-baked snack, but he was built to be fucked by a top he would accept? Gods.

"That....." he said slowly, "is not weird. That is fucking incredible. Because I do wish to top, and to know that I can arouse you to the point that there is no risk of harm or pain is.....perfect." One of his shadows branched out, following his instincts, and slid up to form a hand, curling over the back of Lucifer's neck to bring their mouths closer together.

"You said heat," Alastor added, soft. "Is that....you....you can be bred?"

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #notsfw #erotica #cw mention of breeding kink #cw mention of receptive reproduction functions

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"Hmm, you want me to be quiet?" Alastor countered, his grin turning a tad feral. "I hear that hitch in your breathing, my King, and I see those pretty eyes dilating. I don't think you do want me to 'shut up.' I think you want to hear every filthy thought that I have ever had about your body...."

And there were many. He was so used to keeping that portion of his mind under lock and key, tucked away as unneeded in his daily business....but here and now, he could let it loose. He could let himself be as wild and as hungry as he pleased.

Judging by the hint of longing that crossed Lucifer's face, watching his fangs graze the sensitive skin of his hand, the seraphim might just like if he sank them into that flesh.

Lucifer was so close now, near enough to kiss. Even the teasing touch to Alastor's ears did not annoy him as it normally might. "I want to taste you," he said candidly. "And--for now, at least--I do not mean your blood." His red gaze flickered downward. "I want to know what your arousal tastes like....to see how far I can undo your sense of calm with my lips and tongue on your body, in the most intimate possible ways...."

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #erotica #notsfw #cw sexy times #gray asexual

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Lucifer just nodded at his words, and Alastor knew that there was still speculation among the rest of the Hotel's residents as to where he had been, what had kept him from returning sooner than he did. He did regret not having been part of the rebuilding work itself. Not for aesthetic reasons, they had done reasonably well with that, but....to have been there for Charlie. For all of them.

But while he'd shocked himself to realize that he wanted to return--that this was home--Alastor had not been anywhere near ready for the vulnerability of them all seeing him as he had been. Wounded, weakened, healing. He had to be intact to come back.

Watching Lucifer shiver for him, Alastor's grin sharpened in taunting warning. "Oh, do I detect a liking?" he purred. "Be careful what kinks you reveal to me, my King. I may wind up draining you dry in more ways than one. And fuck knew, he loved blood far more than he craved the seraphim for sex. How glorious would Lucifer's blood taste on his tongue?

He merely laughed low at the inquiry, nodding slowly. "I do, indeed, like to be hard on my partners," he replied silkily. "And I know that you could take it, Your Majesty." Alastor's hands stroked down his body to his hips, fingers digging in lightly; his claws were out and sharp, pricking at the other man's pale skin as Alastor reveled in his state of undress. "Would you like to test that assumption out?"

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #erotica #notsfw

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It's gonna be Lady Gaga or Britney for sure, our man appreciates the goddesses

Lucifer keeps calling Alastor "an old-timey prick" so the next time they're alone Alastor plays a pop song and does a very slutty lil dance to it. its over as quick as it began and while Lucifer is stunned into silence Alastor leans in close and whispers:

"no one will ever believe you."

but which song

#Alastor #okay but nun Alastor dancing the actual Judas choreography?

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"Yeah, I do appreciate it," Angel chuckled, moving to sit beside the angel and unzipping his boots to gently toe them off. "They are somethin', huh? Ya gotta learn it, the balance thing. Cherri always asks why I insist on 'em, since it ain't like grunge is outta style. I could totally rock some comfy Converse like she does, even with my glam and glitz."

He tugged on his pink lapels jokingly. "But I learned to use the heels to look better on a pole, and damn it, I wanted to make daily use of that hard work. Walkin' in heels with confidence can make the flattest ass look fine as fuck."

That was a golden lesson he had learned, working as a stripper and a whore. Heels made every ass look better, the more cleavage the better, and if you ever were feeling off your game, a little eye liner and lip gloss could make ya feel like royalty.

"Don't worry," he added, seeing the lingering regret on Lucifer's face. "I'll cook up some more Bolognese just for ya, sugar."

He had to laugh at Lucifer's gobsmacked look at being hit on--and offered sex, no less--and then Angel softened up when he shyly asked for what he actually wanted. If they had been a couple, he would've taken the opportunity to test how Lucifer liked being called a good boy.

"Acourse, sweetheart," he said gently. "C'mon, let's get ya settled in and cozy." He nudged Lucifer back up the bed, drawing the sheets back and following him under them. Once Lucifer was comfortable, Angel curled around him from behind, winding one set of arms around his body. "Even if ya don't sleep, you can rest your body."

#heliacalxrising #Angel Dust x Lucifer #rp: come morning light

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"Hey, now," Angel so gently, reaching a spare hand up to cup Lucifer's cheek. Maybe a too-intimate gesture, given that they were just general friends--and Angel was a whore, he knew some people had issue with that and getting close physically--but he could see that Lucifer needed the grounding. He looked as if sleep deprivation--and now disappointment in himself--was going to cause a panic attack.

When Lucifer snapped, he glanced back and watched the stairs carpet themselves, laughing a bit. "Damn, okay, flex," he teased. "You really are a powerful badass, huh, sugar?"

He wasn't expecting to make the King blush. That was....shockingly cute, actually. Angel smiled encouragingly up at him. "Yeah. Any time you wanna, honestly, it's kinda a chill thing. Just fun that we each get to pitch in, and we can show off a bit of somethin' that makes us happy. My Italian recipes are all from my Nona. You know the human stereotypes about Italian grandmas? Those exist for a reason."

He finished helping Lucifer undress once the coat was off, and then gathered all of it, including the discarded jacket, and hung them over the loft railing. Coming back to Lucifer, Angel smiled when he took the demon's hand, squeezing gently. "S'okay," he assured him, then grinned a tad more playfully. "If ya want, I can try to tire ya out?" Angel offered, giving a suggestive wink with the words.

#heliacalxrising #Angel Dust x Lucifer #rp: come morning light

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"Mm? Yeah, closer to one I think." Angel was careful as he approached the steps leading up to the loft, mindful that he was still wearing his high-heeled boots. "Ya know, wouldn't do ya bad to put carpeting down these things, even just on one side, or a center stripe. For me or for Kee Kee and--" Angel caught himself, sighing softly. Razzle was definitely not crawling into anybody's beds for snuggles anymore, now that he was bigger than a Clydesdale. And Dazzle was gone.

Lucifer's lamenting over missing dinner made him smile. "Don't ya worry, sweetheart, we covered it. I got to whip up my Hell-famous spaghetti Bolognese. Charlie said she figured you dozed off nappin' or something." Angel's smile softened. "But I knew it wasn't that, you had the look in your eyes when you ran off."

At the top of the steps, he gently set Lucifer down at the end of his bed, then knelt and start working at removing the King's boots. "We're talkin' about your daughter, right?" he teased. "Nah, she wasn't upset. And it ain't like you don't live here, sugar, ya can get another night to cook. The duck slide looked cool," he added fondly.

Boots done, he reached up to start on the bowtie and vest buttons next. "C'mon, baby, get your coat off. We're gonna get ya tucked in."

#heliacalxrising #Angel Dust x Lucifer #RP: Come Morning Light

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Sometimes, if Lucifer vanished for hours, it was fine. He had stepped back into the business side of running Hell, so he often had meetings and paperwork and fuck cared what else to handle...and he was getting out more, being social if only for Charlie's sake, so he sometimes just plain went off on his own. And of course he was notably good pals with Asmodeus and Beelzebub, so visiting them sometimes busied up his days.

But then there were the times when Angel Dust saw the mania or depression in his eyes before he disappeared, and the spider demon knew after a few hours that someone would eventually have to go collect their King.

Tonight was one of those. Lucifer had gone to his office muttering something about slides and ducks--that part wasn't surprising--and later that night, Angel noted his absence at dinner, and sighed fondly. He gave it a little longer, and then when everyone else had headed off to bed, he headed up to the Apple Tower.

Sure enough, the seraphim was buried in blueprints and sketches--was that a duck-shaped water slide? Not bad--and his face was slack with having dissociated deep into his tasks. Angel chuckled, not bothering to speak as he carefully claimed the pencil Lucifer held, then gathered the King up in his arms gently.

Gods, he really was small. But not fragile, just....twinky. And damned cute as he squawked and stared up at Angel in confusion. "I came to make sure you sleep tonight," he replied, carrying Lucifer towards his bed loft. "It's past midnight now. This looks like fun over duty, so I vote it waits till tomorrow. You need some rest."

#healiacalxrising #Angel Dust x Lucifer #RP: Come Morning Light

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Alastor smirked at the tone of those words, the closest to sorry that men like them would ever come. And he owed it in turn; they had been mutually stubborn on day one, both viewing the other as a barrier to what they each wanted from Charlie, and out of this place. Alastor knew he had projected; he had come here in boredom, and assumed that as always, he sought his own gains, and thus perceived the King's arrival as a threat of displacement.

How ironic that they had begun competing from first look to be the one Charlie most relied on, and now....now, he wanted to consider them equals in her protection and pursuit of her happiness.

The recollection of the Extermination Day battle had him exhaling, nodding slowly. He was half focused on the words, half on those beautiful hands exposing his chest button by button, and Lucifer's face as he gazed at the skin being revealed.

"Suicidal," he echoed softly, smirking. "Yes, it rather was." He closed his eyes briefly, remembering his terror as he limped into his ruined Tower, genuinely questioning his own sanity. "I nearly didn't," he admitted next, reopening them. "Come back. But then....I knew that Sir Pentious had fallen, and I imagined Charlie's grief over two of us, and I could not leave her suffering a lie."

Alastor chuckled at how he managed to fluster Lucifer, kissing his palm again because he could, and nipping the meat of it lightly. "Oh, I think so," he agreed, shifting and rolling his hips simply because he could; he was fully hard now, feeling Lucifer's weight above him. "And I assume that this first time, it shall be fucking."

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #erotica #notsfw #mention of battle #mention of main character death

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There was a fondness on Lucifer's face that had Alastor very glad the King was gracious, and did not voice the thoughts behind it. This all felt very vulnerable and unexpected as it was; he didn't think he was prepared to get that level of sap just yet.

Or perhaps he was. Watching Lucifer nimbly remove his tie, he felt an irrational warmth bubble up in his chest, a need to shelter and hold this man closer. It was so silly, and yet it was vibrant and real. A sort of protectiveness. Possessiveness.

When the seraphim started on his shirt, he leaned back on one hand, allowing it. The words were interesting. He could remember such a point of view being seen derisively, when he was alive, men treating it as "womanly" or weak to crave connection to your partners. Yet Lucifer--who was absolutely masculine, even in his physical delicacies and his prettiness--claimed it like a matter of pride.

As for how Lucifer looked being railed, well, Alastor looked forward to filling him in on the details of that.

"I think," he replied quietly, "that I can handle unanticipated attachment." Alastor smiled faintly. "This place did me in just so. I thought I was coming to alleviate boredom, and watch a clown of an idea crash and fail. Instead....I would give my life to protect it."

He lifted a hand to take Lucifer's, raising it to his lips and kissing the King's palm before meeting his eyes again. "It almost sounds as if you would call it making love, not fucking."

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #erotica #notsfw

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The amused response to his honorific titling of the seraphim made Alastor chuckle--but the sound strangled in his throat as Lucifer climbed into his lap, his sudden proximity, his body heat, overwhelming the demon's senses.

For all that he desired, for how badly he wanted, he had not dared to actually imagine how he might feel to have Lucifer in his arms.

"'Any,' no," he agreed just as quietly, a smirk curling the corners of his mouth. "But perhaps yours. Not least of all. I could be persuaded to heed you, if it seems worth my while." And to earn this, to have the chance to possess Lucifer's body, to command his pleasure? Yes. That was worth the while and the work.

Their faces were so close together. He could feel the warmth of Lucifer's breath, taste the mintiness of his breath....and the desire to kiss him rose, an impulse that Alastor had never felt in his life.

He watched those nimble black fingers undo his tie, and the question made him inhale slowly. "I think...of how expressive you are," Alastor murmured. "Your face....I imagine what it must look like when you climax. I try to picture the sounds that you must make when you're touched."

His eyes slid down to Lucifer's groin. "I try to imagine what your cock would feel like in my hand, or my mouth."

#healiacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #notsfw #erotica #cw dirty talk

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"Most have some sense of preservation, wanting their relationships to last," Alastor laughed. "And marriage is really quite the commitment for people who gleefully fall upon the dead as a free buffet. So if they step into it, they tend to stick with it at least for a time."

He snorted. "But then when someone disappears, no one questions why. Quite literally the entire neighborhood assumed that Rosie had added Franklin to her in-store snack box, only to realize when someone else found his jewelry on their plate that he had died in the last Extermination. She didn't mind losing him at all, but she wasn't the one to terminate him."

Gods, how he loved that woman. She was among the very few people he truly liked, rather than just tolerated.

There was a brief silence between them, Lucifer staring him down, seemingly weighing some pro's and con's in his head. Alastor waited, watching him right back, and when Lucifer finally seemed to reach a decision, the demon smiled silkily when he drew back, repositioning himself on the bed.

Alastor carefully climbed onto the bed as well, situation himself comfortably without taking his gaze from Lucifer's. "What next, my King?"

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #notsfw #erotica

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Lucifer looked oh-so-pleased with himself and his efforts so far--but Alastor appeared to regain some ground when he allowed the hoof to his chest, and then caressed it. He saw instantly that the gentle tease of his claws over bare skin was pleasurable, and Alastor smirked knowingly. Oh, he had a weapon, there.

He snorted at the reminder of how people behaved towards him in Cannibal Town. "They do not fear me there," Alastor mused. "I savor the power I have throughout Pentagram City....but I do enjoy that there is a place where I am merely, in a sense, one of them. Superior, but not a cause for alarm."

As for the women there....Alastor scoffed. "In fairness to them, their diet makes it more difficult to find willing mates. Most men think they'll be eaten mid-coitus like spiders. Alas for those darlings, I do have a preference on gender, and women....they are marvelous, but not enticing."

He took the King by surprise with his bluntness, another point to his pride. Alastor laughed low as Lucifer blushed so prettily, and nodded promptly at the inquiry. "It is an excellent means of prepping a man," he replied airily, "and it is mutually pleasurable for myself and my partner. I find I quite delight in it." He tilted his head, raising a brow. "Does it appeal to Your Majesty, or are you above being licked out until you're crying for release?"

#heliacalxrising #Alastor x Lucifer #rp: walked in on #notsfw #erotica #cw oral sex