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Charlie lunges forward and presses the door shut with a slam, fumbling with he keys as she keeps back the heavy pounding on the door.
Lucifer: “Charlie I swear!!-“
She had finally gotten the key in the lock and locked the door before leaning back against it and taking a moment to calm herself down. On the other side, Lucifer was trying the door knob with his hand.
Lucifer: “Charlie pleaseeee”
Charlie:”no dad! not until you two figure this out! once you guys stop acting like children, ll let you go.”
He grumbles, still pushing at the door while banging on it some more. Trying the door knob over and over before kicking it in frustration
Lucifer: “oh come on Charlie! You cant keep us locked in here forever!”
he waits for an answer, but hes met with silence. only the soft sound of footsteps slowly disappearing behind the door. Lucifer expression softened as he realized that Charlie wasnt going to let them out. A mix of frustration and worry crossed his face, and he sighed deeply, leaning against the door.
alastor: “dramatic. quite an unpleasant look on a king.”
his eyes narrowed as he shot alastor an annoyed glare.
Lucifer: “oh screw you alastor.”
He crossed his arms defiantly, still leaning against the door as he shifted his weight. He then huffed and tried the door handle again. Alastor chuckled at Lucifer's defiant attitude, amused by his attempts to open the door. He casually leaned against the wall with his arms folded, watching Lucifer with a smirk on his face.
Alastor: “oh my my, arent we feisty today. seems being locked in here is already getting to you.”
Lucifer, bristled at the comment, his annoyance growing as Alastor teased him further.
Lucifer: “oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were excited to share YOUR bed and room with me.”
Alastors smirk widened as Lucifer's irritation grew. He chuckled again, enjoying the effect he had on the fallen angel.
Alastor: “oh it’s quite simple dear, we are not sharing the bed. that would not be appropriate.”
he rolled his eyes, exasperated by Alastor's nonchalance. He pushed away from the door and walked towards Alastor, his expression more annoyed than ever.
Lucifer: “well then where am I sleeping?”
Alastor smirked again, clearly enjoying how easy it was to rile Lucifer up.
Alastor: “I suppose the floor shall suffice for you hmm?”
Lucifer: “oh no, the one taking the floor, is you.”
Alastor’s smirk faltered for a moment, surprised by Lucifer’s retort. He quickly regained his composure, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Lucifer.
Alastor: “and why is that?”
Lucifer stepped closer to Alastor, his eyes narrowing as he smirked confidently. He crossed his arms, clearly relishing the idea of getting under Alastor’s skin.
Lucifer: “aren’t you a deer? don’t you sleep on the ground and shit.”
Alastor ear twitches at the comment. His smile growing more strained at his ridiculous claim. Who does he think alastor is? Some dirty forest animal with no manners?
Alastor: believe it or not, I have standards.
Lucifer: it doesn’t LOOK like it.
undeterred by Alastor’s closeness, he looks up and locked eyes with the demon. Their faces were so close that he could almost feel Alastor’s breath on his skin. He smirks defiantly, his eyes glittering with challenge.
Lucifer: "oh you know exactly what I mean, Bambi~."
Alastor's expression darkened slightly as Lucifer’s nickname for him slipped from his lips. A growl threatened to escape his throat, but he held himself back, not wanting to give Lucifer the satisfaction of seeing him lose his composure.
Alastor: “oh please. says the one who wears a ridiculous hat to try to make up for his pathetic height.”
he tips Lucifer’s hat off his head, holding it up in the air in a taunting manner
Lucifer’s pride was wounded as Alastor teased his height and removed his hat from his head. He clenched his jaw, trying to hold back his anger. He knew Alastor's words were meant to provoke him, and damn it, it was working.
Lucifer: “hey! give that back!!”
Alastor held the hat up higher, just out of reach of Lucifer’s grasp. He was clearly enjoying seeing the fallen angel get so worked up over something so trivial. He chuckled, the smirk back on his face.
Alastor: “hmmm…no.”
he gritted his teeth, his frustration growing with each passing moment. He jumped, trying in vain to grab his hat back from Alastor's grasp, but Alastor was too quick to pull it out of reach. With each failed attempt, Lucifer’s anger grew, his face flush and his breaths heavier.
Lucifer: “Give it back you-“
but he quickly cut himself off. A small idea forming in his head as his gaze flickers down to alastors tail. The one that’s usually covered by that large coat he wears.
Alastor was still very much amused by Lucifer's fruitless attempts to recover his hat. He continued to hold it out of reach, a mocking smile on his face. But as Lucifer's gaze faltered and his eyes darted downward, Alastor couldn’t help but notice. His smile faltered slightly.
Alastor: “what is it.”
he asked, a hint of defensiveness in his tone.
Lucifer smirked, a new idea forming in his mind. He continued looking at Alastor’s tail, watching it twitch slightly in the air behind him. He knew Alastor was protective of it, but he didn’t care.
Lucifer, still maintaining eye contact, suddenly stretched out his arm and yanked alastors tail.
Alastor let out a startled yelp as Lucifer suddenly pulled on his tail. He hadn’t expected it and dropped the hat on the floor
alastor: A-AH F-FUCK!!
Lucifer: “finally!”
Lucifer reaches down to grab his hat, but the moment he stands back up, he’s immediately pounced on, and thrown into the bed, landing back on it with a hard thud.
Alastor lunged at Lucifer with surprising speed, pinning him down on the bed in one swift motion. He’s now hovering above the fallen angel, straddling his waist. Alastor’s hands grip onto Lucifer’s wrists, keeping them pinned to the bed.
Alastor’s ears are slightly flattened, and he’s breathing heavily from the sudden burst of adrenaline.
alastor: “what makes you think you can touch people like that.“
Lucifer, taken by surprise, struggled against Alastor's grip, but the demon’s strength was too much. He’s pinned down on the bed, wrists locked in Alastor’s tight grip, with Alastor straddling his waist.
Lucifer glared up at Alastor, a mixture of anger and defiance in his eyes. He tried to free himself, but Alastor’s strong arms didn’t budge.
Lucifer: “I was just trying to take my hat back, you ass!"
Alastor's gaze darkened as he observed Lucifer’s defiant expression. He tightened his grip on Lucifer’s wrists, his claws digging slightly into the fallen angel’s skin. He leaned closer, his face hovering menacingly above Lucifer’s.
Alastor: “and you think grabbing someone’s tail is an appropriate way to do that? how bold and impolite.”
Lucifer didn’t speak for a moment. His mind seemed somewhere else. Lucifers eyes trailed down alastors body. Taking note of there…..interesting position
Lucifer: “u-um a-Al..?”
Alastor noticed Lucifer’s gaze wandering over his body and realized that the fallen angel was starting to become more aware of their current position. The air thickened slightly, and a hint of a blush tinged Alastor’s cheeks.
Alastor shifted nervously, suddenly feeling very conscious of his weight pressing down on Lucifer’s slender frame, and the way their bodies were so closely pressed together.
Alastor: “oh…”
Their faces were only inches apart, and Alastor could feel the heat radiating from Lucifer's body. His eyes remained locked on the fallen angel, his breathing becoming slightly uneven. He tried to regain his composure, but the realization of their predicament made it harder to stay aloof.
Alastor tried to maintain his calm demeanor, though his voice was now slightly huskier than usual.
Alastor: “sorry-I didn’t mean t-“
Lucifer: “g-get off of me!!”
Alastor: “yea!-right-“
Alastor quickly takes the hint, and shifts himself to try to move off of Lucifer, but he pushes forward accidentally. And his knee presses up agaisnt lucifer.
Alastor’s knee accidentally pressed against Lucifer as he tried to move off. The unexpected pressure caused a shockwave of sensation to shoot through Lucifer’s body, and he let out an involuntary gasp. The unexpected sound escaped his lips before he could stop it.
Lucifer's eyes widen, a faint blush creeping up his cheeks, as he stared up at Alastor with a mixture of surprise
Lucifer: “damnit! b-be careful Al!”
Alastor froze instantly as he heard Lucifer’s gasp, his knee still pressing against the fallen angel's body. Alastor’s eyes widened as well, realizing what he’d done. A mixture of surprise and guilt washed over him, as he tried to process the situation.
He slowly tried to move his knee away, but the unexpected reaction from Lucifer froze him in place.
Alastor: “I-I’m sorry-I didn’t-”
Lucifer's breath hitched as Alastor's knee shifted against him, sending another wave of sensation rippling through his body. He swallowed hard, trying to stay focused and not let the accidental friction affect him.
His voice sounded a little shaky as he spoke, his eyes still locked on Alastor’s.
Lucifer: “j-just get-off me…please”
Alastor nodded, seeing the effect he was having on Lucifer. He quickly tried to shift his knee away, but the motion only caused it to press more firmly against the fallen angel. Alastor blushed deeper, realizing he just wasn’t helping.
He tried to move, but his knee stubbornly refused to move away. It was as if it had a mind of its own, pressing harder against Lucifer, and sending a jolt of electricity through both of them.
Alastor’s voice was huskier as he responded.
Alastor: “I’m t-trying-“
Lucifer doesn’t wait for alastor to tey again. lucifer lifts up a leg, and uses it to kick alastor off of him.
Alastor let out a startled yelp as Lucifer’s leg came up and booted him off, sending him tumbling roughly off the bed. He landed on the floor in a daze, his ears twitching in annoyance. He rubbed his side where he had landed.
He grumbled as he picked himself up off the floor, straightening his bowtie and shooting a glare at Lucifer.
Alastor: “you didn’t have to kick me”
Lucifer, on the other hand, was relieved to have Alastor off him and out of such a compromising position. He sat up on the bed, his cheeks still slightly flushed from earlier. He let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, and tried to calm his nerves.
Lucifer shot a look at Alastor, his voice a bit haughty.
Lucifer: “yea I did you gross-fucking-pervert!”
lucifer stands up from the bed, and storms off into alastors bathroom.
Alastor's jaw dropped slightly at Lucifer's comment, stung by the sudden insult. He watched as the fallen angel stormed off into the bathroom, leaving Alastor standing there bewildered and slightly offended
alastor: these are gonna be a long few nights…..