A Secret; a radio-apple story

chapter eight; ah oh no

Alastors perspective
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"Sir you can't come back here."

Alastor stared at the body guard stopping him from following Lucifer. "And why not?" He asked trying to glance over her shoulder. She glared at him putting a hand on his shoulder. "These are personal rooms and you don't have permission."

He stopped himself from rolling his eyes stepping back. Just a little frustrated as the sinners in the entrance didnt spare him a glance as he walked back here. That's probably because they didnt think he'd break into a private room. An idea struck him and he put on his dazzling smile.

"My dear," he charmingly said, "is there anything i can do to change that? I just have important business and it'd been a shame to kept them waiting."

It was like she was struck by an arrow her body softening like butter and her eyes staring at him like a new person.

"Oh um y-yea i guess go on ahead."

He pushed past her feeling proud of himself as she shook her head. What he didn't notice was her eyes flashing purple.

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Lucifers perspective.

Lucifer closed the door behind him hearing the soft click of the lock. Blackness surrounded him as he walked to the middle of the room seeing a table.

The weird nervousness that came from getting a note at his bedside crawled up his spine again. He didn't know what to expect when he read "meet at the Barns and Blood club 4:00" with no signature but, in a creepy room with a blank table wasnt it.

"Hello?" Lucifer called.

"Listen to the music. The words im saying. Just relax, and enjoy the joy there bringing,"

Purple smoke filtered through the ceiling falling as the voice continued to sing. Why did it remind him of someone? The smoke curled around his legs and panicked he ran for the door.

"You cant live without it."

His knees were yanked to the floor and a cry broke free as he slammed the ground. With blurry vision, he lifted his head only for him to see close to nothing. And feel close to nothing.

"Help!" He croaked. Lucifer reached an arm out as if the door was going to magically open.
Unfortunately he wasn't able to see if his wish came true as the swirling, black and purple mist enveloped him, knocking him out cold.

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The smell of urine woke Lucifer up. Blinking he recognized what ally way he lounged against.

"Oh fucking déjà vu." He whispered to himself.

The ally way that sat next to Kings Mountain. The club he'd gotten drunk at and Alastor found out he was a drinker that liked to spill secrets. Lucifers white pants felt soaked with the murky water on the uneven cobble stone beneath his ass and he tried to stand. His footsteps echoed in the area enough for a car to run through as he clawed at the walls for support. When a shadow formed on the ground before him he stopped his attempts letting gravity take him again.

"Please if you're going to fall, fall gracefully your highness."

Alastors feet came into view from where Lucifer's head slumped on his chest. Had he been drinking? It's the only reason he could think of why the taste of unripe wine lingered in his mouth.

"Oh Alastor. Aren't i so happy you're here. Come to quip at me again?" Lucifer chirped. "Maybe instead of yelling you'll pull my hair until i scream and then throw me off a bridge."

He looked up to his reaction when something weird then happened with the half deer standing over him. He fucking laughed. It bursted from his chest and it seemed unexpected as he leaned against the wall his mouth in a genuine smile. Lucifer just nocked his head to the side confused at the feelings he was witnessing.

"Did i...did i break you or something?" He asked. How the in the hell does this known serial killer look innocent? That must have been how be lured his victims to the woods. Yes Lucifer may or may not have had searched up Alastor on the "internet" and seen how many people he'd brutally murdered with an Axe. Quite a lot actually, it almost made the extermination look like a mistake.

Ha! Ya no, angels suck.

Alastor's laughter finally faded and his eyes locked with Lucifer's, amusement present on his face.

"No my dear prisoner you didnt "break me," he smiled, "it just took me by surprise. You're quite funny looking when saying hypothetical threats."

Lucifer gasped standing up once again, his legs still jelly like from the maybe alcohol.

"Excuse me Bambi boy If I," Lucifer hiccuped, "knew you could laugh at death threats, I might have tried to make you do it sooner."

Alastor raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Are you drunk, Lucifer?" he asked, taking a step forward.

Lucifer's eyes widened. "Can you read my mind?" He tapped Alastors forehead feeling the heat radiating off him in the cold evening wind.

Before Alastor could react, Lucifer's hands were on his shoulders, pushing him back against the wall. The force of the movement knocked the breath out of Alastor, and he stared at Lucifer in shock. "What are you doing?" Alastor demanded his hands flying up.

Lucifer's face was inches from his not breaking contact and Alastor could see the intensity in his eyes. "You a fucking mind reader! I know it!" Lucifer whispered screamed. " I shouldn't trust you."

When he didn't continue Alastor asked, "and what? You trust me anyways Apple?"

Lucifer gave him a look as he chuckled. Neither one of them had moved and they could feel each breath they took.

"And with a fuck you, yes I do."

With that, lucifer still drunk on the power of spells closed the distance between them, pressing his lips to Alastors.

For a moment, Alastor was too stunned to respond. He let Lucifer grip his shoulders and without realizing it Alastor began to kiss him back, his hands moving to rest on Lucifer's hips.

The kiss was like hatred in a bubble of lust, filled with a passion that neither of them had expected.

Alastor came to his senses roughly pushing Lucifer away.

"Ah fuck! Shit shit!." .

He pulled at his hair as Lucifer touched his mouth in shock.

"Alastor?," Lucifer said softly.

Alastor whipped his head around, to see Lucifer gazing at him werirdly, his checks flaming.

"Don't do that." Alastor snapped.

Confused Lucifer said, "do what? What happened?"

This time the laugh Alastor made had Lucifer's hair standing on edge. He suddenly remembered what happened.

"A spell," Lucifer whispered.

"What? A spell?"

Lucifer nodded. "I was in a room. It filled with a purple mist. Wait, how did you even know where i was—"

"Holy shit Alastor?! What an absolute site to behold."

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*wonder who caught them together. 😀