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Music was blasting, people were dancing. Charlie thought it was a great idea to maybe throw a party in the hotel to attract visitors. In theory this certainly was not a bad idea, though she obviously forgot that the demons of hell would do anything to get some free alcohol.
The alcohol wouldn’t even be free if it would go after Vaggie and Husk, but the blonde girl used her puppy eyes against her girlfriend who in the end gave in. Husk was not really a fan about it, but it was not him who had to buy all the alcohol, it was Charlie who had to buy and supply it in order to serve it.
He did not even wanted to be here to begin with, but no, Alastor had to drag him here. Now he was stuck here in this hotel, serving as a bartender. While cleaning the glass he held in his hand right now, he scanned the big hall of people.
Rosie was there, Zielle was there, the Vee’s, Carmilla, almost every overlord and as well some random demons. Even Mimzy decided to show up, dancing to the music what was playing. Some demons were even brave enough to dance on stage.
His gaze went to the red-haired demon sitting on his bar. Alastor was just watching all this with a calm smile while sipping some rye. It was a wonder to begin with that the radio demon even choose to show up. Of course, when still alive Alastor loved to show up to parties and get drunk but this was not something he did anymore since he landed in hell.
»Another glass, Husker~«, sang Alastor and Husk did as commanded. He filled the glass and pushed it over to the radio demon. That one was whipping his leg in the rhythm of the song. His cheeks were already a soft nice pink. Who knew Alastor could even blush?
Husk never saw Alastor’s cheek get a nice, sweet rosy color. The cat had to admit, no matter how much he despised the man sitting in front of him, those rosy cheeks looked cute.
Maybe Alastor was just hard shell and soft in the inside?
As the evening slowly faded into late night, more glasses of rye followed into Alastor’s hand, making the man get slowly tipsy. Alastor was now leaning over the table, his jacket now half down from his shoulders and wiggling his hips in the rhythm of the music. How he did it, was a mystery to Husk since the deer was still sitting in the chair.
His rosy cheeks were even flushed to a more deeper pinkish color. Alastor’s words started to sound more flirty and softer »Mhn, pour me another glass, Mr. Kitty~«, a small hiccup followed and Husk looked at the red haired demon who tied his hair into a pony tail.
Irritated at the flirt from his boss he poured confused another glass as he remembered Mimzy’s words. Alastor, despite being asexual and aromantic, loved to tease others with his body and mess with people.
He slid the glass to Alastor who sipped it in one go, his harness he wore over his shirt showing now. Husk raised an eyebrow while looking at the other one. Since when did Alastor wore a harness? But this was actually none of his business, if Alastor liked them, why not? He certainly did not cared but he couldn’t stop looking at Alastor’s curves.
The radio demon certainly was making them on purpose obvious. The cat’s gazed went up and he met Vox’s gaze. That one was looking at Alastor’s behind, blushing apparently. Even the pervert Valentino was checking the deer out!
»Alright Alastor, enough for you. I think you should go lay do-…Alastor!?«, Husk asked confused when the realization hit that the radio demon was gone. A bit paranoid he looked around, his protective instincts kicked in as he heard singing.
He looked to the stage and there he was! Alastor was singing, jacket still not covering his shoulders. Moving his hips. It did not even took long for Alastor removing his jacket fully and while singing, moving his hips go up to the people.
Valentino especially seemed to intrigue of the performance but he did not even got a chance to touch since Alastor already pushed him away, paying attention now to Vox who seemed to be close to overheat.
Though before more could happen, Alastor was already back on stage, stroking up his thighs, sides and chest! Oh god. Mimzy was right. Enough rye and the right music, mostly jazz, and Alastor was a dancing drunk mess!
Husk’s ears perked up as he heard Angel Dust talk »Damn, Valentino seems to love a dancing Alastor. Finally I get a break«.
The bartender looked over to Charlie who was beaming in excitement of how Alastor was having the time of his life. Vaggie on the other hand with Nifty just looked at the deer demon with shock. None of them thought he had such a talent.
Husk sipped some alcohol and watched Alastor dance, sing and have fun. Having even a genuine smile on his face. He hated to admit it, but his boss certainly knew how to use his body to his advantage in a drunken state. Whenever he shook his booty, people would blush and look.
Rosie just sat there, smiling and occasionally yelling words of encouragement. Once the song ended, Alastor hiccupped and fell down. Giggling he laid on the ground and Husker ran to him a bit in worry. Oh god! If he hurt himself, Alastor will give him hell of not making sure he stays unharmed!
»Boss, you okay?«, Husk kneeled down next to Alastor. Though the red haired demon giggled and grabbed on his pant straps. Purring softly »Mrrrew, Mr. Kitty~ There you are~«
Husk blinked a few times before taking Alastor’s coat, throwing it over his shoulders before picking up the deer in a bridal style manner.
He was quick to leave the stage of people clapping at the performance. Though they could praise Alastor later. For now the radio demon had to be brought to his room!
Once Husk reached the room of the Overlord, he laid Alastor down.
Though as soon he did, Alastor was stretching, showing off his curves. Giggling he looked up to Husk and murmured the words »Mr. Kitty~ You are so strong~«
Oh this is getting ridiculous! He had a name! Did Alastor forgot it in his drunken state?
Was the other one thinking he kidnapped him to fuck him or what? Alastor was about to grab the fur of him, though Husk pushed him down. More adorable hiccups and a deeper pink-ish blush.
‘You sexy bastard…’ , Husk thought to himself as he pushed Alastor by the wrists down. Alastor just let out a adorable little yawn. »Mr. Kitty~«, Alastor mumbled in a soft voice with a soft smile.
Husk can’t believe what he will do next, but he accepted defeat that there was no other way to calm down the deer under him.
»Mr. Kitty is right here kitten, though you know, I don’t like my kitten be all drunk. How about you take a nap, huh? You gonna be a good boy for me?«, oh Husk was cringing at his words but they seemed to work amazingly. Alastor stopped moving, instead he purred smiling.
»Mh, okay Mr.Kitty~ I want to be a good boy~«, Alastor replied with a soft smile. Husk never saw the demon smile in this way. Almost…so trusting. Could it be despite being ace that the deer was a absolute submissive?
Husk was able to take Alastor’s shoes off. After he placed them on the floor and stood straight back up, he was met by Alastor who was now on all four. Confused Husk wanted to ask if everything was fine, but the deer grabbed the straps of Husk’s pants, pulling him close and kissing him.
Overwhelmed Husk froze in place. Alastor broke the kiss, smiling softly. The cat sat down on the bed and the deer curled up against his chest. Automatically Husk wrapped his arms around the deer demon, staring at the wall.
He barely realized Alastor fell asleep against his chest. For Husk everything stood still. Time seemed to just stand still as he processed what just happened. Alastor kissed him. The cat looked down in his arms and just seeing the peaceful face of the deer made his heart skip a beat. Everything seemed to stand still, he barely recognized anything anymore, his sole focus now the fragile and drunk deer.
But Husker did not care. He did not minded if the world was now standing still.