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Tonight was a… particular night, to say the least.
Sinners danced, Husk was stuck serving drinks at the bar where Angel and Cherri chatted and kept him company. Charlie was touring the hotel, walking around and greeting people while Vaggi followed her closely, making sure everything went well. Niffty just ran around chasing bugs and sweeping, stopping to enthusiastically greet sinners from time to time. She stopped to greet Alastor once the radio demon showed up in the room.
He had a strained smile on his face, clearly bothered by the many people, music and lights around the hotel. It was no secret he hated these kinds of gatherings. Niffty climbed on his back and settled on his shoulder, she looked around from her perch before going back down to chase a roach.
Alastor stayed on the side for a while, before deciding to at least get a drink from the bar to pass the time. Charlie had requested him to show up at least for a bit, as the host of the Hotel he had to be present for events.
He approached the counter where Husk was drying a glass where he sat down and silently looked at the bartender, who nodded and turned to serve his boss a glass of whiskey from his favorite bottle.
Alastor nodded as a thank you and took his glass before disappearing into the shadows and reappearing in his previous spot. He watched the people celebrate whatever event was going on while sipping his drink, perfectly content to stay discreet, on the side, where no one would bother him.
At least until a bright woosh appeared next to him. He turned with a raised brow as the king of hell leaned on the wall next to him, fiddling with his cane and nervously looking around. He had probably been forced out of his room to socialize by Charlie as well, and looked like he’d rather be anywhere else.
“My, what has gotten me the honor to be in your presence tonight, sire ?” Alastor sarcastically asked.
Lucifer lifted his head to look up at him, before eyeing his glass. He vanished again without a word, Alastor saw him from afar asking Husk something at the bar, he reappeared seconds later with a drink of his own, similar to the sinners.
He took a big swing of his glass, drinking half of it in one go, before turning to look smugly at Alastor. “Well, I could ask you the same thing. I guess Charlie really wanted everyone out tonight” he finally replied.
Alastor looked at him amused, so he had been called here by his daughter as well, how unpredictable. He turned back to the lobby where people partied and went back to his drink.
They stayed there for a while, Charlie came to check on them once and went back to hang out with the others after seeing they weren’t fighting or destroying stuff. They sipped their drink in silence, only moving to get a refill a few times.
By his 3rd drink, Lucifer was wobbly, and by Alastor’s 4th, he was red. The king started blabbering nonsense in his ears, mostly saying things the sinner did not understand, but also criticizing the sinners partying and having fun on the dance floor.
“Look at that one, he dances like… like a fish” he slurred. Alastor looked down at him, ears pinned to his head. “Never thought you to be one to criticize their subjects sire, that is quite hurtful to hear” he teased, putting his free hand on his chest in fake disappointment and looking at the king with a condescending look.
Lucifer glared at him “Yeah well I can dance a million times better than that guy, I’m just saying he could do better, that’s all” he mumbled. “Oh ? Well would you mind showing me how you do it then, sire ?” he bended to the king’s level, extending a hand toward him as the other made his glass vanish into the shadows. Alastor liked dancing, and frankly he wanted to see his king’s level on the subject.
Lucifer looked at him for a while before making his glass disappear in soft flames as well and taking the sinner’s hand. Alastor dragged him to where everyone was dancing, but instead of stopping, he went further into a quiet room away from prying eyes. It was a room he was quite familiar with, as he himself retreated there sometimes to indulge in dancing or simply be in silence.
“If you don’t mind, my king, I’d rather be in a place where people aren’t watching our every move.” Alastor asked, he hated having eyes on him, plus this was his business and no one else’s, he didn’t need people asking questions. “Awh come on, call me Lu, like you said it’s just us here” Lucifer smiled at him. “Very well… Lu” the name sounded weird on his tongue, but he found he didn’t quite mind it.
The radio demon moved to grasp Lucifer’s hand correctly, placing the other one on his king’s waist. Lucifer’s other hand found itself on Alastor’s shoulder. They started swaying softly to the music playing in the lobby, Lucifer looked up at Alastor with a golden blush and a wobbly smile, he hadn’t danced like that since… since Lilith, hundreds of years ago. The sinner returned it with his usual toothy smile, if even just a bit softer than usual.
They danced for a while, Alastor twirled the king, dipped him, and made his head turn. They joyfully moved to the rhythm of whatever was playing outside, simply enjoying each other’s company for once. No fighting, no yelling, just them and a shared moment.
Alastor’s hand then let go of Lucifer’s to rest on his waist, joining the other, and the king loosely circled his own around his shoulder, letting his head fall onto the sinner’s chest. The music was calmer now, and they just moved softly in each other’s grasps. It was unlike anything Alastor had ever felt, such peace, and comfort.
Lucifer was getting quite tired, and yawned soundly before grumbly something under his breath. “What was that, dear ?” Alastor teasingly asked. The king blushed at the nickname, looking up at the radio demon with tired, half closed eyes. He blinked slowly, fighting both the alcohol in his body and the sleep trying to consume him.
“Mhms… I wanna sleep but… I don’t wanna stooop…” the king whined. Alastor cupped his cheek lightly, “You should go to sleep thought sire, i am not sure passing out here would be a good idea” he explained. Truthfully, Alastor was quite dizzy from the alcohol as well, but he refused to admit the weakness before his king. “Come with me then.” Lucifer asked. Alastor blinked at him, a bit taken aback by the request “Come where, dear Lu ?”
Lucifer took Alastor’s hands from his waist and kept his hold on one as he led him away, dragging him by the arm. They passed the lobby in silence, where the crowd had mostly dissipated as it was getting late, leaving a few people chatting here and there.
Lucifer led him up to his suite, opening his door and trying to tug the sinner inside. Grumbling when the other didn’t immediately followed.
“Ah-ah sire, don’t you see the sign ?” Alastor pointed to the ‘No Alastors allowed’ sign next to the door “I’m afraid I can’t come inside” he said with a sorry face. “Stop your bullshit Bambi and come here” Lucifer grumbled, tugging insistently on Alastor’s arm almost comically.
Alastor looked at the sign before summoning a tentacle, it appeared on his back and scratched a cross on the sign before retreating back to the abysses. “Here, now i suppose can come in” Alastor teased, letting the king tug him in his room, tripping on his own feet at the unexpected force.
As the radio demon predicted, the room was full of various ducks. From floor to ceiling, on every shelf, every wall, hell even Lucifer’s bed had a duck themed bed frame, with duck sheets. Lucifer let go of Alastor and flopped on his bed. The sinner went to sit on the bed next to the half-asleep king.
Lucifer suddenly got up again and took both Alastor’s hands in his before leading him to a somewhat empty space in his room. “Come on, I wanna dance again” the king swayed, clearly both drunk and tired. He flopped his head on the demon’s chest, letting himself fall if not for Alastor’s hands catching up and settling his hands on Lucifer’s back. He, too, was a bit drunk although probably less than the king.
Lucifer melted in the sinner’s hold, whining like a child. Alastor lifted his head to look at his king in the eyes, they were unfocused, although still looking at him.
Lucifer’s snake tongue slithered out of his mouth as he smiled like a child. “Come on now Lu, stop this childish behavior and let’s get you to bed, yes ?” Alastor’s hands moved to the king’s hips, ready to carry him to his bed. “Nooooooooo… you’re no funnn…” Lucifer whined.
Alastor sighed and moved his hands further down to grasp at the back of his thighs, lifting him up while his arms went around his shoulder. He quickly realized Lucifer was far heavier than he looked, his smile strained on his face as he struggled to carry the small but unexpectantly heavy king. He walked to the bed and dropped him on the soft duck sheets, Lucifer fell backwards with a small squeak.
“Heyyyy… that was mean.” He mumbled, before snuggling on his mattress, the sinner rolled his eyes and climbed on top of the king, who put his hands back around his neck.
Lucifer made exaggerated kissy noises, wiggling his brows and smiling smugly. Alastor’s face scrunched but he leaned closer anyways. He wasn’t in his right mind and could still blame anything he did tonight on the alcohol. Although he’s pretty sure he won’t regret what he did, or maybe a bit.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt soft lips brushing against him, Lucifer started at him softly, his eyes lidded, clearly fighting off sleep. Alastor breathed slowly, before closing the space left between them, kissing soft lips for a second before pulling away. He decided that was enough and pulled his king to lie on his side.
He tugged the covers to cover their bodies and snapped his fingers to rid them of any uncomfortable clothing. Lucifer snuggled close to the radio demon, finally letting sleep take him. Alastor put his arm around the king’s back, deciding to rest as well for now, listening to the soft breaths against him. Soft jazz filled the room as the sinner closed his eyes and put his head on Lucifer’s own.
He’ll deal with whatever consequences tomorrow.