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𝙼𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜. 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 12.

WARNINGS: Slight Smut, and Gore.

⚠️NOT MY ART/FANART ⚠️

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As Lucifer's eyes fell upon Alastor's figure, a mixture of emotions stirred within him—anger, resentment, and perhaps a hint of lingering fascination. With determined strides, he made his way over to Alastor, his steps resonating with barely-contained fury.

Alastor, ever the picture of calm amidst the storm, met Lucifer's approach with that same unnerving smile etched upon his face. His cane twirled effortlessly in his grasp, a silent testament to his confidence and control.

The tension in the air crackled as Lucifer stopped before Alastor, his expression a mask of barely suppressed rage. The events of the previous night hung heavy between them, unresolved and festering like an open wound.

Without a word, Lucifer stood before Alastor, his gaze boring into the other demon's crimson eyes, demanding answers, seeking validation, yearning for closure. Yet, in that silent exchange, it became painfully clear that resolution would not come easily, and the tangled web of their complex relationship would continue to ensnare them both in its grasp.

"Al.. You weren't serious last night, Were you?"

Lucifer restrained the feelings burning throughout him as he spoke.
Alastors voice dripped with a sinister edge as he spoke, his words cutting through the air like a sharpened blade.

"Sorry to ruin your mood, darling, but most of it was true,"

 he said, his tone laced with menace.

"I'm not one to lie, dear."

 His words hung in the air, leaving a chill in their wake, as if a shadow had crept into the room alongside him. Lucifer's anger simmered beneath the surface, his knees threatening to buckle under the weight of Alastors words. His face contorted with fury as he struggled to maintain composure.

"You can't be serious,"

 he seethed, his voice trembling with emotion.

 "You've been doing this to me over and over again. Making me do these things for you, and then acting like nothing happened. Nothing that we could have shared in those weak moments together..."

 His words trailed off, the pain of betrayal evident in his voice, a crack in his typically composed demeanor. Alastors expression remained stoic, a hint of remorse flickering briefly across his features as he observed the hurt evident in Lucifer's demeanor. Yet, beneath that fleeting sense of regret, a colder resolve remained. He watched Lucifer's contorted emotions with detachment, unmoved by the pain he had caused. After a moment's silence, Alastors lips curled into a sly grin, betraying the predatory nature lurking within him. As Lucifer's anger boiled over, he closed the distance between himself and Alastor, his movements predatory and intense. With a swift motion, he shoved Alastor against the wall, pinning him with an unyielding grip. His voice dripped with sarcasm and bitterness as he spoke,

"Come on~ We had fun... Didn't we?.."

The question hung in the air, laden with layers of meaning and accusation, challenging Alastor to confront the truth of their tumultuous relationship. Alastors smile remained plastered across his face, but it was a facade, masking the disgust and annoyance that churned within him at Lucifer's touch. His voice dripped with disdain as he retorted,

 "Wouldn't you like to know?"

 The words were laced with a hint of mockery, a subtle jab at Lucifer's attempt to grasp at the remnants of their fractured connection. Despite the facade, Alastors eyes betrayed a simmering fury beneath the surface, warning of the consequences of further provocation.