StrangelyUNwilLiNG
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Alastor gets a taste of Lucifer's blood.
He doesn't jerk off about it.
Lucifer hears a broken prayer.
The light of day brought with it a whole new set of issues. There had been no chance of sleep the night before. Not when Alastor’s mouth still tasted of Lucifer’s blood and his brain replayed every single moment of their encounter like a broken record. It lingered especially upon the memories of Lucifer’s strange expressions and the sensations of his hands on Alastor’s chest.
It was the beginning of a nightmare.
It was the first time his cock would strain in his pants as he thought of Lucifer.
It was the first time Alastor would groan and keep his hands well above his waist, unwilling to touch himself regardless of how sorely he needed it.
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26 Jan 2026