This is the 3rd mission. As I said I will do 5 missions and wrap this up with the engagement and shit. But I have already started planning for a new story and unlike this one that story will have a plot amd a lot more depth to it. I had no plans for this story but that other one is going to be like a novel with atleast 50 chapters so...do read it! Im thinking of posting on A03 as well. Also give me ideas for the next missions my brains dead.😔✋🏻😀🤭🔪
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_______________________________________________________Lucifer's POV
They were sitting at a café in San Francisco-Alastor sipping coffee like some brooding, responsible adult, probably straight out of a cologne ad, 6 feet tall. While Lucifer was happily swinging his legs because, surprise, the chair was too tall for him. His feet didn't even touch the ground. And yes, he was too short, okay? Whatever. Espresso in hand, he was basically living his best life.
Alastor, of course, was dressed like he was going to a fancy board meeting: a suit and tie, because that's just how he rolls. And, naturally, he had a butter knife in his pocket because-well, who doesn't need a butter knife on a ghost-busting mission? Lucifer was more casually dressed, a flowy white top, jeans, and oh, did he mention the beautiful white flower in his hair? Alastor had found it somewhere (who knows where), and he'd just handed it to Lucifer like, "Here, have a flower." For what reason? Beats him. But, hey, Lucifer wasn't complaining. Also, according to Alastor, Lucifer looked so breath taking with the white top and flower and all that Alastor had kissed him in a café bathroom stall.
"Okay, so for this mission, we'll be going to a school," Alastor said, no reaction whatsoever. He slid two photos across the table-straight out of Sera's top-secret folder.
The first picture was of the school. Totally normal-looking, nothing supernatural about it, except for maybe the creepy Gothic windows. The second photo, however, was of a woman in her early twenties-silky black hair, sharp amber eyes, and a smile that said, "I'm the boss." Confidence radiated off her like she was born to own the room.
"Who's this woman?" Lucifer asked, curiosity piqued.
"She's the principal of the school," Alastor replied, totally deadpan. "But she's our target. After her possession, she's changed a lot. She's lost her confidence and has been resisting the spirit's... uh, demands for physical intimacy. Our job is to get her aroused enough so the spirit comes out, and then we'll trap it."
Lucifer blinked. Several times. His brain took a solid ten seconds to process what Alastor had just said.
"...But she's a woman," Lucifer finally mumbled, his face heating up.
"So?" Alastor's eyebrow quirked, not seeing the problem here.
"How can I seduce her?"
"You won't," he said flatly.
Lucifer blinked again. Then, it hit him.
"You will do it?!" he practically screamed, excitement shooting through the roof like a kid who just got told they were going to Disneyland.
Alastor sighed. Deeply. Obviously annoyed. But Lucifer couldn't help it-he was practically vibrating in his seat.
Alastor, his Alastor, seducing someone? Oh, this was going to be legendary. He almost choked on his espresso just thinking about it.
"Alastor, you-" he struggled to speak between giggles. "You? Seduce someone?"
Alastor's eye twitched. "Do you have an objection?"
"No, no, not at all!" Lucifer waved his hands frantically, trying to stifle his laughter. "I just-can you even-? I mean, your whole vibe is more like '1920s radio host who might stab you' than 'hey, baby, what's up?'"

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Obsession . ||A radioapple 📻🍎(Alstor x Lucifer) Imagination.
FanfictionSo....first story(it's good pls read). So this takes place after alsotor had his mental breakdown in his tower.He gets injured and lucifer offers to help him . It contains smut btw so :) So what happened is Lucifer gave his blood to Al for his wound...