#rcdigo

[applctini]

@pcrdiseseekers asked: A very needy bambi is going to nuzzle into his little lamb. He just wants some attention. "My beloved king." (alastor @ luci)

so the seasonal depression's done with, now it's just that good ol' regular crippling, anxiety-inducing, sorta depression!

... fuck, how long had he been cooped up again?

was it that noticeable that even alastor was being clingy?

the serpent was already curling in on himself in guilt, and it was taking everything in his power to not dig his claws into his shoulders and tear apart at porcelain skin.

"hey, bambi . . ." he whispered softly. crimson pools peered under his thick lashes, meeting the radio demon's adoring, and oddly needy gaze. sure, alastor loved attention on him when it was warranted - loved being the mastermind and center of attention when it was on his own terms. still, there was something rather...boyish? almost human still, when those deer's eyes stared at him so intensely.

loosening his grip on his cane, lucifer reached up to instead rub at fluffy ears and pat down at deep red locks. "sorry for being away so long. i didn't peg you to be the type to get lonely."

[applctini]

"why must you tease me so with that thin waist of yours, my little lamb? you're practically asking me to eat you up right now. and i plan to do that." (rcdigo)

unprompted. // @rcdigo always accepting !!

oh, shit. alastor annoyed? abort. alastor annoyed and turned on? had to be the hottest shit sometimes.

leather clad fingers tapped against the heart-shaped cane he was leaning on both for show and support. he wasn't gonna lie, getting all decked up in decor for valentine's day was something he hadn't done in quite some time. It did take a bit out of him, but seeing the deer's reaction to him? damn it all. it stirred something up in that old, possibly dead, heart of his. the way it made his chest tingle and feel warm, and the way it had his stomach doing little backflips like some excited school girl . . . hell below.

ever the prideful king, lucifer grinned. " that hot for me, bambi? " a snicker had his shoulders trembling. " you know you're going to have to catch me, you like a chase don't you? " a wicked glint filled his red eyes, sclera quickly flashing into that deep scarlet while he was enveloped in golden and red falls of glitter.

in a second, the king of hell was already halfway down the hall with his right hand resting atop his brow - index and thumb shaped in the form of an 'L' as he teased his mate with his forked tongue sticking out.

[applctini]

"Why, my dear lamb, am I behaving like a degenerate right now? I figured it was a natural act of sinsmas to enact your sins in plain sight." Catch his bambi consuming a demon's and a deer's corpse without a care in the world. (rcdigo)

unprompted. // @rcdigo always accepting !!

now he knew better than to expect a sinner to be well-behaved. especially when that sinner was a cannibalistic serial killer. still, he would have figured the deer would have had either some common sense or was capable of putting context clues together.

" y'know, in no way at all was i - uh - talking about you, al. " lucifer withheld the small grimace daring to form on his lips. true he had gotten used to the fact that his people were . . . well, the worst. still, that small angelic side of him nagged for how disgusting it was witnessing a human soul devour another. even the decomposing deer was considered cannibalistic, he thought, with the way he could see a certain deer tail wagging happily underneath the hotelier's tailcoat. cute.

lucifer propped himself against his cane, his arm lightly resting atop the curves of the apple top and he made it his priority to keep his gaze on alastor's own eyes. "sinsmas is meant to be chaotic and hellbent, much like the rest of this place. i'm more mocking the bastards up there who are even more eager to come down and try to destroy this place. "

[caelcstis]

"I shall always be here when you call me, my little lamb." (lulu)

unprompted. // @rcdigo always accepting !!

there was a small chuckle coming from the angel's lips. there was also a hint of exhaustion tied to the way it sounded. were his burdens becoming too obvious that even alastor had to come his way, unprompted might he add, and comfort him. hells, he was becoming rather pathetic then. he was a master when it came to masking. he could always do it in front of charlie, in front of the sins, in front of everyone. yet, he supposed he spent enough time with this particular demon against all their odds.

a clawed hand reached up to gently caress alastor's cheek (careful against those stitches alastor thought he was oblivious to) and he smiled. " thank you, bambi. i appreciate it. " he had just gotten so used to being alone when it came to his suffering, so used to only seeing himself so hideous in his self-doubt and hatred, he forgot how nice it was when someone held his hand instead.

" would you mind staying the night, then? 'course if you don't have some radio show to host tonight. i'd like the company. "