#au flug

(Was too lazy to re-type that but that's a shot from my other blog.)

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Pastel: you know what... it's pretty nice view up here.🌙💎

My evil AU Flug: Dr. Spuk. In german, “spuk” is pronounced similarly to “flug” and it means “spook” - making him one spoopy boi~

So the time had come, each hour and minute had some how ticked by three times longer than usual, Black Hat couldn't believe he'd actually agreed to wait

Him wait? What had he been thinking, then again he didn't want what he'd bought to still have remains of a previous customer... leaning back in his chair against the plush seating he lit a cigarette, the butt placed delicately between his lips as his hands trembled.

What was he afraid of, he was Amadeus Black Hat! He took in a breath , a slight alteration to the order had been made , Acylius was to come here , the House of Legions dared not to argue.

He took a drag and let the smoke escape another mouth on his neck which growled appreciatively at the calming toxins it held.

There was a knock at the door, hmm that must be him.

His monocle shimmered as an eye where the peephole was on the large black oak and iron front door. Bulging yellow with a red pupil, it looked his guest up and down blinked and disappeared, the door swinging open by itself.

Acylius raised a brow and stepped in, squeaking as it suddenly slammed shut.

"Could have least greeted me, preened my feathers for hours for this hmph... hopefully this robe will be to his taste...now which way to go..."

It seemed someone was listening as candles on the wall seem to light up and guide the way, four black shimmering eyes watched as the green candle light danced and flickered casting long daunting shadows.

Alright if that's the way... hopefully there's something to eat I didn't have a chance for dinner and a growling stomach is going to be so off putting...shit if there's only alcohol... I'm gonna be pushy as fuck to be in charge...I should have had a last meal or something, this is Black Hat...

He thought nervously to himself, slicking back the feathers at the top of his head they popped back up again and sighed

"Well I'll either see tomorrow or I won't either way I've lived a fairly decent life."

He climbed a spiralling staircase only to be met with a long hall way at the top , there were trophies of past conquests, decorative crimson walls with portraits of Lord Black Hat.

His claws clacked lightly on the polished floor, pulling his coat tighter to him , he wasn't exactly wearing much under it, honestly with how hard the others had helped to scrub him he was amazed he didn't look like a plucked chicken.

Unbeknownst to him was a pacing Black Hat on the other side of the door, wondering what did the Legion drink , what could he serve him to eat, had he already eaten?

He thought of those beautiful black feathers that glistened with hues of sapphire and emerald , he couldn't see the tail ones properly but they looked as long as the Legion demons legs, he thought about playing with the base and watching them shiver from root to tip , maybe that would even cause them to fan out, he froze at that thought.

How beautiful would that look, no doubt it'd put any peacock to shame, the idea of him on hands and knees, body curving in as his ass was up, claws in his hips...how would he sound crying out his name the sound of him...

He was startled out of his thoughts as there was a knock on the door.

Hat opened the door only to be met with a fluffy chest of those beautiful feathers , he looked down and noticed the coat pooled by the demons feet who was donned in a beautiful red robe , off his shoulders one hand above his head on the door frame the other hand reaching out, clawed fingers under his chin, making the older demon tilt his head back.

His black heart was racing ,he hadn't realised he was so tall....nine ft to his 5 ft nine ....his lips parted as he stared watching as the Legion demon leaned in.