Like A Drug (Radiodust Oneshots)

Princely Nightmares

Request by @RedHeadBookWorm25

An owl demon, one of the prince's of Hell was unexpectedly laying around the hotel. His gleaming red eyes settled everywhere he could find, though it was quite obvious he was looking for someone.

Alastor didn't like the princes of Hell, having met them quite a few times. Stolas was no exception.

In fact, he was the one Alastor loathed the most, due to his erotic, inappropriate behaviour. He had hoped the lesson he gave the privileged asshole would be enough to tell him to keep away. But no. He was here, red eyes looking for something...or someone.

Alastor felt an electric ting go through him. He glared at Stolas, as if sending a message saying it would not be true or he would kill him.

"GET BACK HERE!" a voice yelled.

A tiny piglet raced around the corner, squealing, apple pulp smeared around its little snout, a tutu flying behind it. Husk raced after it, mouth salivating and claws outstretched. "DINNER TIME!"

"DON'T YOU FUCKING EAT MY PIG!" another figure yelled. And Alastor's one joy rounded the corner, moments behind Husk. He hissed through his white teeth, with the gold one glittering. "EAT MY PIG AND I WILL FEED YOU ON A SILVER PLATTER TO THE ANGELS! I MEAN IT! DON'T EAT MY PIG!"

Husk ignored him, and the pig saw no way out, between a now hungry looking Stolas and an equally hungry Husk.

He darted to Alastor, squealing. The deer demon ducked down and picked him up, just as Angel jumped onto Husk's back, bitting his shoulder.

Husk twitched. "That'll teach you to try and eat my pig!" he screamed, smacking Husk's head.

"Alright, dear," Alastor said, pulling Angel up. "I'm sure Husk has the point now. That you've bitten him."

"Shut up, Alastor," Husk muttered.

"Speak like that one more time and I will bite you again!" Angel said. "You'll feel even worse!"

In hilarious comic timing, Husk turned away, vomiting. Angel's bite, venomous, could leave others sick or high.

"Is he okay?" Angel asked, taking Fat Nuggets off Alastor. "He had a fright."

Alastor was fairly certain he shouldn't mention the pigs' trembling. "He's fine," he said. "Don't you have work today?"

"I do," Angel said. "But he tried to eat my pig!" He poked his perfect tongue out at Husk. "I'll call Val and tell him I'll be late."

"Actually," a posh voice said. "I was sent my Valentino as a client."

Angel and Alastor turned and Alastor's protective side came out, firmly pulling Angel close. "Stolas," he said evenly.

"Alastor," Stolas replied. "Long time no see."

"Indeed."

Angel broke through their heated stares before anything else could happen. "So...what did Val want?"

"He said he wants me to find an Angel Dust," Stolas said. "And he's offering you a great deal of money to...spend a night with me."

Alastor grabbed Angel and pulled him to his chest firmly, flattening his ears. "Out of all the demons in Hell, it had to be you," he snarled.

"Alastor, this does not concern you," Stolas said.

"Well, it kind of does, since he's my boyfriend and all," Angel said casually.

Stolas twitched. "Well, in that case," he said. "Alastor-"

"No," Alastor snapped. "Not you or any of you haughty princes."

"Are you sure?" Stolas asked. "I could invest a large amount of money into ones fine body." He winked at Angel. "And I quite personally find it is a great amount more than others'."

"Don't care," Alastor said. "Be gone, thot."

Stolas glared, and looked at Angel, who simply shrugged. "I let Al make my decisions on who I do and don't sleep with," he said. "If he says no to you, so do I."

Stolas frowned and stormed out, feathers rustling everywhere.