Like Father Like Daughter
Hello gigglers!
As requested, here is a fic with Alastor X Lucifer (ship implied).
But, as I was writing it, I couldn't help but add in some Charlie and Vaggie because their dynamic in this scenario was too hard to pass up!
Summary: Alastor has been terrorizing the hotel with impunity for a while now. Charlie and Lucifer are set on teaching him a lesson, but than things take an unexpected turn...
THIS IS A TICKLE FIC! If you think that's cringe than don't read and don't comment.
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Alastor just cackled sinisterly as he entered the living room, not the slightest bit phased that Charlie, Vaggie, Lucifer, Husk, Angel, Nifty and Cherry were all waiting for him. In fact, in a typical Alastor manner, he was titilated by it.
"Greetings darlings! Whatever seems to be the problem? Did I miss someone's birthday? Why else would you call me at this ungodly hour?"
Angel groaned, "Sit".
Alastor stiffened. He wasn't awefuly fond of being told what to do.
"Excuse me?"
Charlie quickly caught on, "What Angel meant was, we saved a spot for you and, hehe, it would be a shame to waste it".
She tapped an empty space on the couch beside her and....Lucifer. And the space didn't look awfully spacious. Still, he delicately kneeled down and sat between the two, his bum landing on the couch like a weightless raindrop.
Charlie was the only one smiling nervously - the rest of them looked pissed beyond anything. Oh, Alastor would be fooling himself if he said he didn't know what this meeting was about.
"Alastor, look, we love that your having so much fun here, but we just though maybe you could-"
"Tone down all the spooky bullshit and let us get on with our daily lives without being pestered", Husker interupted. Heh, bold statement coming from a man the dear-demon owned. But nonetheless.
"Ohh, I see, you don't like it that Ive' been spooking all of you this week. But my, it's just been so entertaining to watch you all jump in the air like the frightened pathetic little pipsqueeks you are-"
"Hey, knock it off Al", Vaggie graoned, "This is serious. I know you think this is funny, but Lucifer wasn't talking all day yesterday. If we want to keep up the hotel we need functioning staff".
Alastor snickered - classic Vaggie, pretending she didn't care about her friends and only about the productivity of her girlfriends (surprisingly sucesful) project.
And of course Lucifer had been silent all day - the short king had been scared out of his mind. He'd let out the highest pitch squeeal and even started crying. How this man ever inspired fear in the most vicious realm in the universe was beyond him....
Of course, said man was quivering next to him, which Alastor could feel against his own leg. He turned to the King and put on the fakest, most condescending smile imaginable.
"Aww, I'm sorry your Highness. I didn't mean to make you so distressed. I thought you would find it funny. It's okay, I won't underestimate your sensitivity again".
And just to add salt into the wound, Alastor pat the man's head. Like a fucking dog or child.
"Oh come on", Charlie reasoned, "My father wasn't being sensitive, it was a completely normal reaction. And you owe all of us an apolagy".
Alastor looked from one soul to the next. He laughed when his eyes caught the maid, "Not Nifty, haha, she loved it. I definetaly don't need to apolagize to her-"
Before another word was spoken, Lucifer darted upward - spreading his wings and floating above the others. It seemed as if he'd had enough of the Radio Demon's attitude - he made that much quite clear.
"Look, I don't care how powerful you are dear-face. I am still your King, and Charlie is still your princess. We are at the top of the higherarchy, which means you follow our orders without question. Got it?"
Alastor's head did a 360, his antlers sprouting from his scruffy hair.
"Oh, at the top of the higherarchy are you my short king? Or do I need to remind you of what happened yesterday?"
Charlie was about to interrupt, but Lucifer was quicker, "Oh fuck you Al, you know that I could smite you at any moment"
Charlie actually stood up now. She needed this to stop. The other demons, however, were just enjoying the show. Angel and Husker were even snickering to each other, placing bets on who would win this little squabble.
Alastor put a hand before Charlie's face, "Uh, uh, uh princess. Your father started this. I am only entitled to finish it-"
"Don't you dare talk to my daughter like that!"
Alastor chuckled, "Wow, so possessive. And I thought you were a feminist. Miss Morningstar is perfectly capable of defending herself you know-"
"You ass"
"Wow! Petty insults! I'm impressed, you haven't even resorted to slapping yet like you usually do. You know that doesn't work on me, I can't feel pain Luci-"
Lucifer's already red cheeks went redder at the nickname. It was humiliating and, fuck it, affectionate, and it made his belly backflip just a bit.
"Hold on!" Charlie finally interjected, holding both arms out, "Nobody is hitting anybody!"
Lucifer vanished. Damnit, he'd turned into his snake form to get through the barrier between his rival and Charlie. And OUCH! He'd bitten his hand!
Alastor couldn't help but yelp, checking the thin bite marks. Lucifer had the most satisfied shit-eating cackle possible when he transformed back to his usual form.
"And I thought you couldn't feel pain Bambi-"
Alastor punched Lucifer in the side with one of his tentacles, makimg him trip and fall. Alastor was about to do much worse, when Lucifer shot up into the air again and kicked the Radio Demon's snout. Said man had equely lightning reflexes, poking Lucifer's rib. But, oh godmanit, he'd accidently used his blunt claw. Just as he was about to go again, with a sharper claw this time, he noticed the....slightly flushed look on Lucifer's face. It was in that moment of hesitation that Charlie was able to break up the fight.
"Okay, no more of this, please for the love of god try to settle your dissagreements in a...more civil manner!"
"Oh please, the claw was blunt", Alastor tutted, as if this one non-violent action hadn't been proceeded by various violent ones.
"Yeah, well, it tickled you jackass!", Lucifer snapped.
Oh.
Wait.
Curse the short king's lack of a filter.
The room was so silent you could have heard a pin drop.
Lucifer, in his usual nervous fashion, started giggling sheepishly, but still tried to sound bummed, "What? Was it sohomething I said?"
A low radio murmur reverberated across the room, but before Alastor could speak it was Angel, of all people, who interjected.
"Well this just got interesting", he announced, laying back to cushion his head against his top set of arms.
Lucifer let out an "eek", his wings flapping gently, "Wha-? What's interesting? Nothing interesting here!"
"Oh, of course there is nothing interesting about the King of Hell admitting that he has a rather childish weakness", Alastor chided, making an advance toward said king, who darted backwards and upward in an instant.
"Hey", Charlie interrupted, "Alastor, we don't do insults he-HERE OH SHIHIT!"
Vaggie had dug her hands into her girlfriends sides from behind, finding it overwhelmingly adorable how seriously she was taking the situation.
"Relax babe, he's just picking on him", Vaggie pecked Charlie's cheek, still scribbling wickedly at her sides with a half sadistic grin on her face.
"Pihihihcking is mehehehean!", Charlie spluttered, gently swatting at Vaggie's hands.
Vaggie just rolled her eyes, "Go ahead Alastor, a tickle fight would be....preferable to what you two were going at before"
Lucifer gasped, "Tickle fight? Wh-wha-"
Before he could let out another word, Alastor had darted his tentacles under the King's arms. The man screeched before pinning them to his sides, his wings and arms wrapping around his shoulders like a cocoon as he curled into a ball mid-flight.
"Oh, haha! This is simply delightful to watch! Poor Lucifer, so devastatingly ticklish-"
Lucifer's laughing was actually more high pitched than his daughters, and the residents couldn't help but melt a little hearing them both ring out harmoniously.
"Okay", Angel interjected, "This is kinky as hell"
Husk, Nifty and Cherry all groaned at him at once, with a chorus of "oh come on!" and "don't ruin it!" and "This shit's just wholesome!"
"Whahat?", Angel chuckled, raising his voice as Lucifer's laughter kicked up a notch. Alastor was pinning the king's arms above his head now, making his underarms more exposed, and the King was absolutely losing it, his torso and wings stretching out and flapping rapidly.
"I see this shit at the studio all the time. You'd be surprised at how common a kink it i- HUSK WHAT THE FUCK!"
Husker had poked Angel in the eye with his tail, making him jump and whimper.
"Well that's one way to shut him up", Cherri snickered.
"OHOHO SHIHIHIT!"
That was Charlie, as Vaggie had switched spots from her sides to kneading her shoulder blades. Oh, she could never stand it there! Her dad used to do that to her as a kid all the time, it drove her crazy. But now it was her girlfriend who was dishing out the torture.
"Hey, language", Vaggie giggled, accenting her comment with yet another kiss to Charlie's red cheek.
"Calm it down there Vaggie!", Alastor snapped, "I can't hear Lucifer anymore!"
"Your fucking loss!", Vaggie snapped back.
Ooo, this seemed like a challenge to him. How could he get the short king laughing just as loud as his daughter? He'd have to get more creative with his spot choices.
He went back to where it all started - Lucifer's ribs - scritching at them gently with his tentacles. That made Lucifer cough before bursting into another round of cackles, lower pitched and more annoyed-sounding this time.
Alastor groaned - still not satisfied. He needed to get this man really shrieking.
"Charlie, would you be a dear and tell me your father's worst spot? I'm sure you know it"
Of course, Alastor was speaking to the princess as if she wasn't being reduced to an absoulte mess by shoulder squeezes.
Charlie said nothing.
"Oh come on", Vaggie taunted, "If you tell him I'll switch spots-"
Vaggie felt a bit bad being this sadistic but, nonetheless, the oppurtunity seemed to good to miss, and she added her claws in with the squeezing. That was it.
"OKOK BAHAHAHA IHIHIT'S HIHIHIS HOOHOOOHOOVES HIS HOOOHOOOVES!"
Vaggie let out a little "aww", before switching to tracing gentle circles on Charlie's belly - it was truly endearing how much she didn't want to give up this information. This kept Charlie giggling, but very gently.
"Wehehe are supposed to be dihihisciplining ahahaltor"
Oh yeah, that. Vaggie had been the harshest, but at the first sight of her girlfriend losing her composure with that melodious laughter, she had lost all her determination.
"Ooo, his hooves you say? Very interesting..."
Alastor suddenly shot all his tentacles against a wall, pinning Lucifer there. Two tentacles held back his wings, while the others wrapped around his wrists and ankles.
"Ohok, this is definately kinky now", Angel smirked. Husker growled. He hated it that Angel wasn't ticklish - this would have been the perfect moment to put him in his place. Of course, Husker was horribly ticklish and Angel used it against him all the time, which he hated. Well, maybe not entirely hated.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait", Lucifer got higher pitched with every plea.
"Ooo, haha, this is only too amusing. What were you saying about being at the top of the higherarchy Luci?"
Oh shit, that nickname again. Lucifer's wings fluttered a tad faster, his heart dropping into his throat.
"Gohoho easy on hihihihim", Charlie giggled, quivering gently at her girlfirend's tracing.
This made Lucifer's eyes lower a bit. This truly was so sweet. How much she cared about her father, even while she was being reduced to a giggling mess.
Alastor shook his head, "Oh, have you not met me?"
Than, in a split second, his grin got ten times wider - almost to creepy proportions - his antlers stuck out, his eyes became ticking clocks, and he dug his claws into Lucfier's hooves - not sharp enough to hurt, but my god did it tickle.
"FUHUHUCK! AHAHAHAL! NOHOHO! *SNORT* PLEHEHEHEASE!"
"Oh, haha, begging already old man? This is toooo easy-"
Lucifer's laughter went silent for a second, before picking up as if it were amplified by speakers.
"What would happen if I..."
Alastor used one hand to squeeze at the King's knees, the other still scratching at his hoof.
This made Lucifer jerk forward - damn, he was strong, Alastor could feel it against those tentacles - before falling backward and letting out a continuous stream of titters, cackles, and squealy laughter.
"Awww, haha, this is too cute!"
Suddenly all of the resident's snapped their heads from Lucifer to Alastor. Even Charlie was intrigued by this comment.
Alastor, however, was having too much fun, and was completely oblivious to this reaction.
"Are you spooked now, my dear king? This is certainly more entertaining than yesterday! And I didn't even think that was possible"
Lucifer couldn't speak, he could only let out that stream of laughter in various pitches and volumes. It sounded like Lucifer was in agony, except his screams were replaced with cackles. Vaggie cringed a bit.
"Okay Al, he's had enough"
"Oh really? Well, I won't stop until he admits defeat"
"For fucksake Alastor, he can't even speak!", Vaggie snapped.
Alastor rolled his eyes, "Ok, fine, but I will most certainly be doing this again. A lot".
As soon as Alastor lifted his fingers, Lucifer slumped down, still giggling gently as his wings flapped lightly.
Vaggie stopped tickling Charlie at the same instant. Both father and son deserved some respite.
"Now, admit defeat or I'll start aga-HAHAIN NIFTY!"
Said cleaner had creepped up behind Alastor and jumped on his head, scritching behind his ears.
Alastor stumbled backwards, his legs shaking, his usual wicked smile contorted into an adorable boyish grin.
"Nihihif, gehehetoff you mehehenace!"
Lucifer smirked, "Well, would you look at that. Not such a childish weakness now, is it Al?"
"He's so ticklish!", Nifty commented in her usual cutesy evil tone, switching from scratching to poking at the apendages.
Alastor almost fell over many times, having to pick himself up.
"Oh, I think I'll take it from here Niff", Lucifer said, following Alastor's quivering frame as he danced across the room.
"Charlie?"
Charlie got what her dad was hinting at right away. She charged at the Radio Demon, tackling him to the floor and keeping him pinned there.
Lucifer crouched above him, wiggling his fingers above his torso.
"Now, whereabouts are you ticklish?"
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