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Getting Alastor alone proved to be tougher than Lucifer had originally thought. The fella was awfully slippery, But that wasn't the reason it was hard.
After Charlie's instructions, everyone separated to execute their tasks, sending himself, Alastor, and Nifty off to prepare the room for the party. Which, for the record, was super abandoned. The elevator was really the only thing that wasn't covered in dust.
It really shouldn't of been possible for a room to be this dirty considering the hotel was just rebuilt, but Lucifer pulled a little trick. To get the hotel done faster he sort of copied and pasted from memory. Meaning he literally created this mess.
Most walls were lined with broken bookcases, some with a white sheet over them. The floor was covered in dirt and dust bunnies as well as a few round tables randomly placed in the room. And, there were cobwebs EVERYWHERE. The room looked more like a spider web than it did a functional floor.
So other than cleaning (which he could do with magic), his only other task was getting Alastor alone to discuss their deal. Not cause he wanted to of course, but because a bad dad lets their daughter's friends die, and he was a good dad :) Who the fuck would willingly spend time with that antique freakazoid. Nifty would. That was the problem.
There wasn't a fucking second where Nifty wasn't literally on Alastor. She’d mostly crawl up to his head and dust from there but he would sometimes hold her, lift her around. Fucking ridiculous. That's a grown ass woman. I think. Anyway, because of their ‘tight bond’, lucifer couldn't heal Alastor, let alone talk to him about it. And for someone who's pretty damn close to dying, he doesn't even seem bothered. Just another fucking Tuesday for this guy.
Lucifer couldn't even be at fault should the demon just drop dead. He’s trying, and obviously Alastor’s doing just fine. Of course, he could always just go up to him and ask but Alastor didn't seem like the kind of person who enjoyed sharing secrets. Nifty also didn't seem like the kind of person who could keep their mouth shut. It could always be held as a neat little threat, ‘Let me heal you now or I'll tell everyone’ sorta thing, but Lucifer wasn't that evil.
After dusting a bookshelf in the back corner of the room, he super inconspicuously walked to the other side of the room where Alastor was, helping Nifty reach a top shelf and lifting her by her waist. He took a glance towards the demon but was met by pink irises paired with heavy eyelids studying him from above. It's not weird when Lucifer is watching someone, he only has good intentions but that couldn't be said for the other. Alastor was just creepy like that. Now that he's thinking about it, Alastor does a whole lot of people-watching. After analyzing the hotel's inhabitants for notes, he found that 9 times out of 10, Alastor was doing the same. It was a very weird feeling to be watching someone who was also watching you. Maybe he had a secret diary or some shit, still creepy as hell.
To look super casual, lucifer began to whistle as he turned his head to face away from Alastor and started to dust the…wall???
Super convincing.
He just needed to get nifty off of him and into another room. Easy peasy. He surveyed Alastors frame as he placed nifty back onto his shoulders. He was looking for an idea when his gaze landed on the top of the deer's head. Bingo!
With an idea in mind, lucifer took a few steps in reverse and faced Alastor’s back. Once he was certain the demon was distracted he tapped Nifty on the shoulder gently.
The little demon turned her head to the left before turning to the right to see Lucifer. As she was about to say something, lucifer put a finger to his mouth, indicating she should stay quiet. Nifty seemed to understand but by the way she was erratically shaking told Lucifer he had to do this quickly. He then folded his hands atop his head and made them stand straight up, fingers glued together. The little bug turned her head as if she didn't understand. After gesturing towards Alastor with his eyes, Lucifer made an aggressive grabbing motion to the right where his hands had previously been. She sat there completely still for a moment before her eye went wide and she grinned widely.
Lucifer had been watching Alastor. Not like in a creepy way but in a people-watching way, and had noticed a few things. This doubled as a chance for him to test his hypothesis. Alastor didn't like being touched unless by the right people, but to what extent?
Nifty raised her arms up high so as to wind herself up before taking a fistful of each of Alastor's ears. Her hands weren't all that big but from the position atop his shoulders, she got a good handful.
Alastor stiffened up immediately and made a weird sound.
Like a damn goat or something.
What the fuck.
Tentacles then spawned from the floor, quickly snatching nifty off of his head. While being pulled away she reached out her hands and made grabbing motions.
“Noooo, they’re perfect for my collection. Pleaseeeee, i don't have anything that soft, it’d make a perfect coat,” Nifty whined while in mid-air.
Alastor took a visibly large breath before turning to face the squirming creature he’d caught
“No, no, my dear, let's not do that again. Besides I have an important task for you.”
“A job?-”
“Correct! A job, how lovely. Be a doll and go ask Charlie how many people she thinks will be attending, yes?”
Before Nifty could answer she was launched into the elevator by the tendril that had been holding her captive. Lucifer followed her with his eyes as she landed in the elevator face-first before the doors began to close.
I guess that answered his question.
Alastor sighed before circling back to the task he had been working for, but he stopped mid-way when his eyes landed upon Lucifer.
“oh, good god.” The demon said with torment, emotionally facepalming
“Hey, buddy!” Lucifer chirped.
Alastor continued to get back to his work. Maybe he wasn't picking up what Lucifer was putting down.
“Sooooo, about that deal,”
“Which deal”
“Our deal-”
“No, i don't recall making a deal with you.” Alastor said casually. He still wouldn't turn to face Lucifer.
What
“What?”
Now he turned around
“I know nothing of this deal you speak of.” He said with full seriousness
Ok, what the fuck.
That was 100% Alastor that he tried to heal last night. He was in Alastors room. There's no way he just forgot about it.
“Are you kidding me? I tried to heal you last night and you agreed to be nice to me.”
“No, i don't think so.”
“Are you trying to fucking scam me right now? I'm the fucking devil. I’ll literally obliterate you.” Lucifer continued before Alastor could get a word in, “I swear to god I will murder your twig ass. OR I could just wait till you bleed out. Both sound pretty great.” He barked
Alastor circled him until he was in front of the devil. Lucifer followed him with his eyes, turning to face him. The deer’s smile widened as he stepped closer.
“I’m not sure Charlie would appreciate this kind of behavior.” Alastor ribbed while tilting his head to the side.
“Oh, bite me.” Lucifer huffed, back now against the wall.
Taking his retort as an answer, Alastor bent over at eye level with Lucifer, his elbow resting on the wall directly behind the king. Whatever distance Lucifer had previously had between them was now gone.
Now he's cornered and leaning on the wall for support, legs betwixt Alastors. It suddenly became difficult to focus on the task at hand.
The man is so close his slow breaths bushed down the plain of Lucifer's cheeks. It sent a shiver down his spine. Dark eyes pierced into his thoughts, the mix of that and the deer looking through his eyelashes made Alastors eyes almost hypnotizing. Hell, from this angle he looked pretty.
“I just might.” Alastor purred without the usual static, making his voice much more attractive than previously noted.
Oh
Lucifer’s mind went completely blank as he suddenly became aware of every inch of his body. Fuck, he's into that. He’s not a freak though. I mean this is clearly an erotic situation, pinning against the wall, seductive whispering, bitting?????
It seemed like Alastor enjoyed seeing Lucifer speechless. The king raised his left hand, not the one trapped under alastors bicep, and went to swat him away.
“I'm not scared of you.” he scoffed
However, he must have doubted Alastor's reflexes because his hand was caught in mid-air. Slim red fingers encased his wrist as he failed to tug it back.
Something seemed to have captured Alastors attention because now his focus was on the hand he had caught. His eyes narrowed before smirking and looking back at Lucifer.
Alastor then pushed his thumb into the inner side of the joint.
Lucifer suddenly became hyper-aware of the pulse just beneath his palm. His heartbeat was so fast, it felt like something was trying to escape from beneath his skin.
And as if they weren't close enough already, Alastor leaned forward arm still in hand, and leered at him.
“Really?” he whispered into the devil's ear.
Even though he was the most powerful being in hell, he felt completely helpless right now. He felt like a cornered animal. And he liked it. Hell, he loved it. Lucifer was completely at the demon's will.
Which was bad.
Really fucking bad.
God, he needs to get out of here.
Lucifer disappeared into a cloud of glitter and red smoke leaving Alastor confused.
He respawned back in his room, falling onto his bed with a large exhale. This would be so much easier if he could just kill Alastor. At this point, he was just a dick with legs and arms because that was all it took for him to lose focus completely. He still needed to heal Alastor. And quick. But how? And the even more pressing question, was Alastor just teasing him?
It would make sense that he just found something to exploit, but Lucifer has never seen him be that way with anyone. Alastor seemed like the kind of guy who just didn't have sex. It's like thinking about your parents fucking, you just don’t think about it. There is no way he's being serious. He probably doesn't even know what he's doing.
It’s either that or he knew exactly what he was doing. I mean it's a pretty genius plan, get the king begging at your feet just to reject him. But Lucifer wouldn't fall for it. He's not that dumb.
On the other hand, he completely fell for it. Alastor probably caught wind of what he was trying to do and changed the topic. So not only had he failed to finish cleaning, but he failed to heal Alastor.
God how useless could he be