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    “Why aren’t you sitting in the back of the bus?” Vox asked, his voice low but edged with a hint of intrigue, maybe even irritation.

    The man raised an eyebrow, his tone calm as he responded, “The seats are open, aren’t they? Normally, nobody’s on this bus at this hour, so nobody minds. I’d hoped you wouldn’t either.”

    Vox let out a weary sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “I’m too tired to give a damn.”

    The man tilted his head slightly, an amused but almost wary glint in his eye. “You’re saying that, but you still brought it up. Seems like it was enough of a… bother for you to mention.” He shifted, starting to rise, his movements measured and quiet, as though he were used to slipping out of places.

    Without thinking, Vox’s hand lifted in a brief motion to stop him. “Look, you don’t have to move. I don’t— I don’t care.” He heard the words fall out of his mouth, an unfamiliar softness slipping into his tone.

    The man paused, the faintest crease appearing on his brow before he settled back down. His shoulders relaxed, and he gave Vox a nod, his expression neutral but with a flicker of acknowledgment in his gaze. “Well, then. Thank you… for tolerating me.”

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    21 Nov 2025

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    A place to post the AppleRadio/RadioApple one shots that do not fit in with my Stolen Moments series

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    20 Nov 2025

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    When a tipsy and overwhelmed Alastra lets her guard down at the hotel bar, Lucifer finds the Radio Demoness is even more intoxicating without her walls. Old enemies collide with a new, searing tension, leading to a kiss both vow was a mistake. But the King of Hell has never been good at denying himself a temptation, and Alastra has never encountered a power she didn't want to claim for herself. The game is on, and the stakes are nothing less than dominion over each other's souls.

    "Stop," he breathed, his forehead resting against hers, his eyes squeezed shut. He was trembling. He, the Devil, was actually trembling. "Just... stop talking. For five seconds. Please."

    He could feel her smile against his skin. "Make me."

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