Unconsciously, Lucifer felt a blush rise to his cheeks at the sight, his heart fluttering in his chest. He couldn't deny the strange effect Alastor had on him, his mere presence stirring feelings he had long thought buried.
As he approached the table, Lucifer tried to shake off his embarrassment, but his eyes kept wandering back to Alastor's tail, unable to resist its adorable allure. Clearing his throat, he took a seat opposite Alastor, trying to focus on the conversation at hand.
However, his attempts at composure were quickly shattered when Alastor suddenly stood up, his attention drawn to Niffty, who was busy cleaning nearby. Without a second thought, Alastor bent down to pat Niffty on the head, his tail wagging excitedly as he greeted her.
But it wasn't just Alastor's kind gesture that caught Lucifer's eye—it was the way his robe stretched tightly across his backside, accentuating every curve and contour of his form. In that moment, Lucifer couldn't tear his gaze away, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he realized he had been caught staring.
To his relief, Alastor seemed oblivious to his discomfort, his attention fully focused on Niffty as he chatted animatedly with her. But for Lucifer, the damage had already been done, his mind reeling with a tumult of emotions he couldn't quite name.
Desperate to distract himself, Lucifer turned his attention back to his coffee, trying to regain his composure. But the memory of Alastor's cute tail and the sight of his perfectly sculpted rear lingered in his mind, tormenting him with their undeniable allure.
As the morning wore on, Lucifer found himself unable to shake the image of Alastor from his thoughts, his mind consumed by the memory of their encounter. And as he struggled to make sense of his feelings, he couldn't help but wonder if there was something more between them, something that went beyond mere friendship.
But for now, all he could do was bury his feelings deep within his heart and hope that one day, he would find the courage to confront them. And as he sat in the quiet of the common area, surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the Hazbin Hotel, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope stirring within him, a whisper of possibility in the darkness of his uncertainty.
As the day unfolded in the Hazbin Hotel, Lucifer found himself preoccupied with a realization that had dawned upon him with sudden clarity: today was Valentine's Day. The realization brought with it a rush of nerves and excitement, stirring something within him that he hadn't felt in a long time.
With a determined resolve, Lucifer sought out Alastor, the enigmatic demon who had captured his heart in ways he couldn't fully comprehend. Finding him in the common area, Lucifer took a deep breath and approached him, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Alastor, may I have a word?" Lucifer asked, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness.
Alastor turned to face him, his crimson eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Of course, Lucifer. What's on your mind?"
Gathering his courage, Lucifer took a deep breath and spoke, his words tumbling out in a rush of emotion. "I know this may seem sudden, but I couldn't help but notice that today is Valentine's Day. And... well, I was wondering if you would do me the honor of being my Valentine?"
For a moment, there was silence as Alastor processed Lucifer's words. But then, a soft smile spread across his face, his eyes twinkling with warmth.
"I would be delighted, Lucifer," Alastor replied, his voice gentle and sincere.
Relief flooded through Lucifer as he returned Alastor's smile, his heart soaring with happiness. And in that moment, surrounded by the warmth and love of the Hazbin Hotel, he knew that he had made the right choice.
Valentines day 💘
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