Like A Drug (Radiodust Oneshots)

Good Night

Angel blinked sleepily, rubbing sleep from his eyes with his upper hands. What time was it? He looked at his clock. 3:30 in the morning. Who was knocking at his door at this time of night?! He got up, opened the door, and was almost instantly slammed into the wall.

Alastor.

Angel blinked again. "Alasto - " he began.

"Sh," Alastor stopped him, covering his mouth with a hand. Angel looked him up and down. He was handsome, as always. His tiny antlers shone in the light, and his fur on his head was so fluffy Angel wanted to run his fingers through it, to feel the soft feel of it.

Alastor pressed his lips against Angel's, kissing him gently. Angel kissed him back, his upper arms wrapping around Alastor's neck, and his lower arms around Alastor's waist.

He felt Alastor touch his face, and his chest, his fluffy chest. "Alas - " Angel whispered against the kiss.

Alastor kissed him harder, mumbling, "Stop talking," against his lips. They continued to kiss, and Angel didn't know how they got there, but suddenly they were on the bed, Alastor shrugging off his shirt, and Angel undoing his own.

When their shirts had been tossed aside, Angel felt Alastor hook his fingers on his shorts, undoing them to pull them down, reveal what was underneath...

Oh God, he thought. Alastor.

"Hey, Angel, have you seen - " someone said. They pulled away a moment to see Charlie standing in the open doorway. "Never mind, I'm so sorry."

She ran down the hall, leaving them alone. Alastor sighed, and stood up, reaching for his jacket, pulling it on. "Some other time," he said to befuddled Angel. "Good night."