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This fucker was teasing him. Oh how he was going to knock his head clean off his shoulders as soon as this whole thing was done. Only reason he is not doing it now is because he already made him hard, and he is going to stay here until it's flaccid once again.

"Oh yeah? Because you know I can swat you like a fly?" He grunted out, baring his sharp teeth to him as he leaned down once again. Closing his eyes, he expected a rough bite, but was met with a nice lick instead. He gasped out.. he hated how sensitive that area was. Just a few kisses and nibbles on there and he was already rock hard..

"Don't flatter yourself.." he panted, only mildly resisting as he is undressed. "I'm only using you.." well, it looks like they're both using each other, though in this case, alastor does it more than him. "I'll show you who's on top as soon as I catch you off guard.." he is bound to be distracted at some point. Only reason Lucifer is still pinned down is because alastor is paying full attention to him, and even if he were to use his angelic powers to cut through the tentacles, he could create and pull him back with new ones before he could pin alastor down, because he is expecting it.

"You're.. dead fucking meat after this.." they were all empty threats. He wouldn't want to seriously damage someone his daughter seems to care about, no matter how much he hates them. But he had to intimidate him in some way. He had to be in charge..

His cock twitched as soon as it was out, and Lucifer looked away in embarrassment, huffing. For a man so strong, for a guy who could lift up this entire hotel.. he was so tiny and fragile looking. His skin got bruised and reddened so easily, mainly because of how pale it was. His stomach and waist was so tiny, alastor could easily grab it with one hand. He was... Adorable. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." He snapped in annoyance, his long shift twitching a little more.

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