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“C’mon, you’d think you would be as graceful on ice as you are on a pole.”
“I don’t wanna hear a damn word from you Radio Demon.”
“Mhm. Just take my hands, deer. This is a date after all.” Anthony offered his hand to his beloved Pornstar.
They glided across the ice, Alastor stumbling over his hooves, only catching himself on Anthony’s arm.
It rarely ever snows in Hell so when it does, all of Hell is out and about in the cold. Not excluding Anthony the Radio Demon and his partner Alastor: Vox’s prized Pornstar.
When they finally got into a smoother groove on the ice together, Anthony began playing Louis Armstrong’s ‘La Vie En Rose’ through his microphone staff.
“You always play this song.” Alastor smiles to his favorite demon.
“Would you rather I play something different? Let me think...” Anthony thought aloud, tapping his chin.
“No! No, I love this one. Very romantic~” Alastor nuzzling Anthony’s arm.
“Of course, my deer. Only the best for the most dazzling being in hell.” Anthony took Alastor’s hand, kissing it. “Now.. may I have this dance?” Anthony bowed as he offered his hand, his solid grin softening to a more genuine smile.
“Such a gentleman.” Alastor smiled bashfully, taking his hand. “But you know I don’t often dance like this, plus I could fall.” He turned away in embarrassment.
“Don’t worry my darling, I won’t let you fall. Besides, I always lead.” Anthony pulled Alastor close to him, swaying as the music poured from his mic-staff.
Snow continuously falling around them, a dark, red, winter wonderland only adding to the cold, hellish, romantic dream.