The deal (radiodust fan fic)

Unwanted Warmth

Alastor knows he can't talk about it right now, but he also knows he can't let Angel out of his sights for the time being. His pace quickened slightly as he considered ways to protect his prized meat.

He came to a halt and had to roll up his sleeves and unbutton a button due to how fucking hot he was; he was bewildered as to why he was so hot. Alastor sat at his desk, trying to calm down so he didn't worsen Angel; after a while, he'd gotten used to the heat, and a shadow appeared to tell him he was done.

Alastor stood up and approached where Angel is located.
"Is he still naked?"
"Is he still asleep?" Alastor asked, as the shadow nodded.
The shadow nodded once more. Alastor walked right in, cracking the door and snapping his fingers.

He noticed a fully clothed, half-asleep Angel sitting angrily.Angel glared cold daggers at Alastor as he approached, saying, 'you will still going to have these effects for the rest of the night.' Alastor made a hum.

"You had blood infused with rage injected into your veins."

Angel rolled his eyes and nodded, and Alastor sighed and grabbed Angel with his tentacles, which Angel didn't like.

"Let me go!!!! I can actually walk!" Yes, you can, but the last of the blood is still leaving your body. "

Alastor grabbed one of Angel's wrists and led him back to Alastor's room. Alastor located Angel into his bed.

"Get some res-" then make me'

Alastor stopped talking, and looked at Angel, who was glarring at him, with a smirk.

"You don't have enough balls to relax with me; you're probably afraid of me."

Alastor burst out laughing and began walking to the bed. "Fine, but just a heads up: don't touch me."

Angel mocked Alastor.
"I'll do whatever I fucking want, Alastor."

Alastor sat down with a book and began to read. Angel sits next to him, slowly realizing how fucking cold the room is.

Angel was vibrating after an hour, his breath was visible, and despite the blankets, he felt fucking freezing.

"How come it's so fucking cold?!?"

Alastor laughed, his breath visible, but he was still severely overheated.
"I still think it's too warm-"TOO WARM?!!! "

Angel growled and grabbed Alastor for a split second, only for a split second because he felt like he had burned his hand.

"Why are you so fucking hot?!?"

Alastor sighed, irritated by his disregard for boundaries. Angel growled and drew nearer to him.

"Don't get allll pissed off, it wasn't my fucking idea to keep my room below freezing, and now I'm going to warm myself up and YOU'RE going to have to deal with it!!"

Angel moved close to Alastor, laying on his arm and hugging his waist as he growled, a loud static noise rising.

"How fucking hot are you, God?"

"I really don't know," Alastor shrugged, "I get like this sometimes, it doesn't happen often, and it usually resolves itself."

Angel yawns and laughs as he pulls the blanket up over his head.

"Well, I'm fucking tired, have a good fucking night."

As Angel slept, he had to lie there, sweating and trying desperately not to rip himself away from Angel's grasp. Alastor was even more pissed when his blue Shadow appeared, smirking knowingly.

Alastor hissed.

" Ferme ta gueule Ble
(Shut the fuck up Ble)"

As Alastor grew angrier, the Shadow laughed and did circles around his head.

" Je te blâme
(I blame you)"

The shadow paused and purred, giggling at Alastor's Predictament.

"ᴹʷᵉⁿ ᵏᵃ ᵉᵈᵉ ʷ, ᵐᵉˢʸᵉ, ᵐᵉⁿ ᵒᵘ ᵖᵃ ᵏᵃ ᶠᵃᶜʰᵉ ᵃᵏ ᵏᵒⁿˢᵉᵏᵃⁿˢ ʸᵒ
(I can help you, sir, but you can't get mad at the aftereffects)"

Alastor sighed, shaking his head.

"Pourquoi parles-tu de sexe autant que lui ?
(Why do you talk about sex as much as he does?) "

The Shadow cooed, floating on the other side of Angel.

"ᴾᵃˢᵏᵉ ˡᶦ ᶠè ᵒᵘ ᵃˡèᶻ, ᵐʷᵉⁿ ˢᵉ ᵖᶦ ᵍʷᵒ ᵒᵘ, ᵃᵖʳᵉ ᵗᵒᵘᵗ, ᵐʷᵉⁿ ˢᵉ ᵖᶦ ᵍʷᵒ ᵃᵏ ᵖᶦ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵏᵒᶜʰᵐᵃ ᵒᵘ, ᵖᵃˢᵏᵉ ˡᶦ ᶠè ᵒᵘ ᵃˡèᶻ
(Because it makes you uncomfortable,I am your greatest and worst nightmare)"

"Please don't fucking remind me"