𝐇𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 - Hazbin Hotel

Oh baby (last part)

A black gloved hand runs from his shoulder down to his waist, encircling the entire thing before moving to grip his hip. The other hand, attached to the form kneeling below him, is holding the other hip, holding him still. He can feel the hot breath through his pants. Looking down, he sees Lucifer looking up at him through thick eyelashes. He wants to run his fingers through the blonde locks but feels he might disappear if he touches him.

"Knock, Knock, "The king of hell sounded as his mouth opened.

Alastor furrows his brow. He reaches down to cup the other's face, only for it to go through his face. Confused, he opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He raises his hand to notice he is holding his microphone, but it's broken again. He looks down to try to see Lucifer again but instead sees a ripped apple-shaped blanket. Marie's blanket.

He startled awake as the door was knocked on again, and he heard Niffty on the other side. "Alastor! You wanted me to wake you up today before Rosie gets here!"

"Yes, Yes, Niffty, do come in." Alastor sits up, fixing the suit he wore when he fell asleep. Moving to his closet. The smaller demon walks in, holding a tiny version of the roach crown she had made him. "What do you have there, dear?"

"A gift for the baby." She giggles. "Princess Roach needs a crown. Her birthday is in a week!"

"Yes, it indeed is. Thank you for waking me." Alastor pulls out his new waistcoat, favourite shirt, and pant combo. He wanted to not have any tears in his outfit for his date.

It was weird to him to think he was having a date, let alone one, with the king of hell. Who he just had an interesting dream about. One he wouldn't mind seeing in reality, having the angel kneeling for him, waiting for an order. Fuck, he's profoundly affecting his thought process. Maybe it would be better to see him bleeding while kneeling. His pretty gold blood decorating his neck, chest and lips. Now, that would be a sight, but alas, he will settle for him enjoying or even being annoyed about their date. The way Lucifer looks when angry or annoyed does something to Alastor that he can't place. Something akin to enjoyment. Either way, he needs to head to the lobby to see his beloved friend and his daughter's godmother for them to meet. He knows Lucifer would already be waiting there for him.

Going down the stairs, he sees Lucifer trying again to get their littlest girl to walk. She was choosing to fly over to the person whom she was meant to walk to. Angel spins her around as he picks her up. He makes a good brother figure for his girls. Yes, Alastor counts Charlie as one of his girls, just like Niffty. He hopes Lucifer doesn't question it too much. The trail of thought was interrupted by Rosie walking in, holding about three gift bags per hand.

"Rosie, Dear, please tell me you didn't," He greeted.

"Oh, Alastah, you know I had to. Now, where is my goddaughter," She looks around, stopping at Charlie quickly with a quick. "Hello, Sweetheart," before she saw the Blonde deer-eared baby and squealed. Dropping the bags at her feet, she slowly walked over, arms out, aiming to take her from Angel, who gave a suspicious look and did not hand her over.

"Aren't you that cannibal overlord?"

Lucifer was the one to step in and put an arm on one of Angel's "Yes, but she's also Marie's godmother. She's Alastor's best friend. It's okay."

Angel made a face before slowly handing Marie over, who babbled and reached back for him. "Angle, Angle," She bounced in the overlord's arms, occasionally flapping her wings.

"Hello Marie, I'm Rosie. Do you like Angel?" The baby stopped her babbling to stare at Rosie, who gave a wide, toothy grin. Marie mimics it back and then tries to shove her hand into Rosie's mouth. Alastor was the one to react and pull the little one's hand out of the other's mouth away from the sharp teeth, causing Rosie to start laughing. "Alastah, I never thought I would see you showing so much emotion. Worrying, I'd bit the little baby's hand, are we?"