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Alastor hardly noticed at first the snake’s eyes slowly changing color, though they certainly took notice and then hold of him quite quickly, by the time he started to actively think on how pretty they were he already was utterly captivated by them, unable to avert his gaze. Pentious was there at first for what seemed to be more meaningless, petulant squabbling and bickering over territory, with all the necessary dressings of formality around it, but soon Alastor couldn’t help but find him quite convincing. Even if the snake’s voice utterly faded into background as Alastor lost all focus and could only think about how beautiful the waves of color passing across Pentious’ eyes were, they all seemed just so correct, so true and undeniable.
Alastor never lost his demeanor nor composure, but the same could not be said for his willpower. He had allowed his charade of proper manners and begrudging attempt to maintain some semblence of tolerance for the typical affair of dealing with a less powerful overlord slip and his mind to sink, and soon his dismissive “I see”s and “oh yes indeed”s gave way to ones that held a bit more weight. It wasn’t until that one singular suggestion, those few sultry words left Pentious’ mouth that Al suddenly snapped back to some level of awareness of his situations outside of the alluring color of each and every one of the other’s eyes.
“...though I do suppose I did expect these dealings to go so smooth, especially knowing how much you do feel for me. After all it was you who said to me how much you wanted to kiss me that one night... wasn’t it?”
Though ofcourse this event never happened, and on some level Alastor knew this as he snapped to attention, but as he thought about denying it and laughing at the other demon, he couldn’t help as the words “Yes, I supposed it was...” left his lips. At this moment Alastor’s mind went blank again, he had immediately forgotten near everything except the suggestions the snake was oh so peacefully planting in his mind.
Sir Pentious simply chuckled “You supposed it was what?”
Al responded without thinking, slurring his words a little “That it was... me who... wanted... to kiss you...”
Pentious smirked in a delightfully evil manner “Oh indeed it was, I remember it so clearly, how your oh so suave voice admitted how you craved my affection so”
Alastor nodded regaining his character “Oh yes, I do supposed it was rather embarrassing how desperate I was for your affection, but how could I ever resist your allure.” Speaking as if he remembered this entirely fictional event clearly as if it were yesterday.
“And I do remember the one thing you wanted more than you kissing me... don’t you oh powerful Radio Demon?” Pentious said slyly, getting as much pleasure from toying with Alastor’s mind as he did from his tail slowly wrapping around and toying with the deer’s body right now.
“I believe so but, forgive me my memory seems hazy...” Al said already accepting a truth he had no knowledge of.
“The one thing you really desired, was for me, to kiss you...” Though it wasn’t that significant of a change it seemed to resonate in the poor deer’s mind quite a lot, it took him far longer to respond to this than any of the other sweet nothings he had been told that night, but soon he was nodding mindlessly.
“Oh, yes, I-“ Alastor’s demeanor finally giving way to the desperate toy Pentious had been crafting. “I want-“ Alastor’s voice hitched as Pentious’ tail hugged him tight “I need you to kiss me”
“Well, I suppose I really cannot deny a request from the Radio Demon himself.” As Pentious, with his hands already wrapped around Alastor’s shoulders and neck leaned in to give him exactly what he desired.
Alastor seemed to struggle to get his mouth in the right position, both seeming like a half second’s of hesitation mixed with inexperience, but Pentious was there to guide him oh so perfectly, their tongues meeting barely grazing each other’s fangs and razor sharp teeth, Al barely tasting a hint of Pentious’s venom. Pent closed his eyes and really embraced in the kiss, and while Al attempted to reciprocate he was really unsure how to, but he seemed to be doing a good enough job for the other’s liking. As pent was getting ready to pull away from the kiss he noticed Al’s half lidded eyes as he barely opened his own. If his mouth wasn’t occupied at this mount he would’ve smirked, as he held Al closer, holding his head and making the velvet haired demon stare deeply into his oh so enchanting, captivating, beautiful crimson eyes. Al could feel his brain turning off fully now, and as far as he knew, he couldn’t be happier about it.
As they pulled apart and Pentious’ prehensile tongue let go of Al’s, and a thin line of saliva pulled between them as Alastor panted heavily for a second with his tongue hanging out his mouth, before regaining composure, attempting to adjust his tie but unable to move his arms free of the grip of the strong black and yellow tail wrapped around them, a single question remained.
“Now then, do we have a deal?” Pentious asked already knowing the answer to a question his former superior was in no real state to answer properly,
and yet
“Yes, I believe we do.” Slowly crept out of Alastor’s mouth, hardly any indication that anything was different, because as far as Alastor knew, nothing was different.
As they shook hands, looking at Pentious’ victorious and smug expression Al could feel the marks denoting ownership by another demon sear onto his neck and on the back of his waist right above his tail.
“Now then, why don’t we get you into proper servant attire, black and gold will look so good on you...”