[ Lucifer sighs, shoulders slumping — if that makes it look like he's cuddling into Alastor's hold, well, the damage has already been done, he can't make it look any more like they're fucking. He makes a face up at Alastor. Sinners! They're always so damn crass. ]
I know the population's made up of degenerates! [ His first thought would have been dating, that's all! ] You're one of them, anyway. You did that on purpose.
[ Why Alastor wants people to think they're fucking... well, he honestly can't guess. And he can feel people staring, of course. They usually do when he goes out in public, but this is even worse, like their eyes are boring into him, scooping bits out, trying to eat him up— Ugh. ]
If you think that's enough to bother me, you've forgotten exactly who I am. [ Alastor wants to make them an item? Fine! He's not backing down! He grabs hold of Alastor's collar and drags him down, nose to nose. To anyone watching, it surely looks like a kiss as he hisses: ] Maybe I should remind you.
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Date: 2024-03-20 12:28 am (UTC)I know the population's made up of degenerates! [ His first thought would have been dating, that's all! ] You're one of them, anyway. You did that on purpose.
[ Why Alastor wants people to think they're fucking... well, he honestly can't guess. And he can feel people staring, of course. They usually do when he goes out in public, but this is even worse, like their eyes are boring into him, scooping bits out, trying to eat him up— Ugh. ]
If you think that's enough to bother me, you've forgotten exactly who I am. [ Alastor wants to make them an item? Fine! He's not backing down! He grabs hold of Alastor's collar and drags him down, nose to nose. To anyone watching, it surely looks like a kiss as he hisses: ] Maybe I should remind you.