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This was gonna be a shitpost but then I got really into designing a Heaven design for Alastor’s mom and I can’t believe this is the first time I draw that PFFFT 🪽

Now, it seemed it could not be contained.

Ignis does not flinch, even as Zack attempts to lunge forward, surely to do just as he says. Aye, they both knew these bindings would not hold against the strength of one of the royal family's chosen protectors, and therein was the THRILL of it. When, suddenly, would Ignis find himself upon his backside or front, stripped of the ability to do naught more but cry, BEG?

A hand would find its way to the glaive's thigh, fingers ghosting 'long the toned muscle and brushing just overtop where blood had generously pooled, single digit tracing the outline of raised fabric and DELIGHTING in how it responded in kind. There was something deliciously AROUSING, knowing he'd caused this with little effort--- that the glaive lay there fully at Ignis' mercy, his body begging for some form of contact beyond teasing touches. " You truly believe I shall tell you? Bestow upon you the innerworkings of a strategist's mind, even in a moment where, mayhap, strategy need not be practiced? I could easily slip 'pon your lap, take you... I hardly need to plan for that, merely act... "

--- and he intends to eventually, for his own need stirs within material not meant to hide a SINGLE thing, but even the by-the-book advisor can be spontaneous. ESPECIALLY the by-the-book advisor, in fact.

Zack could see the blond was enjoying this, having him as his prisoner. He could feel it in the way those sweet fingers calculated their path in a way that made every muscle twitch in eager desire for more than ghosting touch. Hips bucked and squirmed, shoulders rolling as breath heaved from his chest in impatient huffs.

"Mmmnn....Fuck..."

Such breath hitched when the advisor had claimed his rightful place atop his throne, spreading the heat of his own body against the very ache of Zack's need.

"Now, this is more like it." He leaned forward, letting his arms stretch to the maximum to pressing his lips to Ignis faintly covered chest. Teeth caught the fabric between them, a grin playing his lips. The thin garments began to tear, threads snapping while Zack tugged like a playful dog attempting to reclaim his possession.

And just that brief view of skin was enough to ignite the flames of desire within him. His tongue lashed forward to slick over the patch of exposed skin, wrists pulling hard against the post again, a crunch resounding through the bedroom like a warning siren. And, in a way, it was.

A warning. An alert. Ignis was being informed he had only seconds remaining before the Glaive was free. "Tick tock, baby. Time's almost up...Ten.....Nine...Eight..." As he counted down the seconds leading to his attack, hips backed in time with his voice. Quiet cracks and creaks followed, his arms flexing as the bed post began splintering.

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“ don’t go. stay. “

“ but you’re here, so stay. “

“ i don’t want to be alone tonight. “

“ just come over. “

“ let’s be alone together. “

“ i didn’t know where else to go. “

“ i don’t want us to be apart anymore. ever. “

“ i wouldn’t have called you if it wasn’t important. “

“ you can talk to me about anything. you know that, right? “

“ just… be honest with me, do you hate me? “

“ i could never hate you. not really. “

“ you’re my friend, but… sometimes i wish you were more than that. “

“ we’re not just friends. you know that. “

“ i think i’m falling in love with you. “

“ can i hold your hand? “

“ yeah, you’re in love with me. “

“ just hold me. “

“ things would be so much easier if we were honest with each other. “

“ why can’t you be honest with me? with yourself? “

“ maybe you could stay? just for tonight? “

“ it’s dark outside, and it’s raining. my arms are much safer. “

“ you can’t keep doing this. you can’t keep lying to yourself. “

“ i can’t keep lying to myself, or to you. it’s not fair on either of us. “

“ i think you should kiss me. “

“ kiss me like you mean it. “

“ just kiss me. “

“ you shouldn’t kiss me right now. “

“ look me in the eyes and tell me you love me. “

“ you can’t lie to me, you know. “

“ you know me better than anyone. you always have. “

“ you’re pretty amazing. you know that, right? “

“ you’re just… you’re extraordinary. “

“ you’re good to me, you know. really good. “

“ you’ve made me the happiest i’ve ever been. “

“ i don’t know what i would have done if you weren’t here. “

“ our love can conquer anything. “

“ and for many generations to come, our love story will live on. “

“ i want you to marry me. “

“ if you asked me to marry you tomorrow, i’d say yes. “ “ what about today? “

“ marry me, name. marry me and make me the luckiest [x] in the world. “

“ your kiss could mend a broken heart. “

“ are you going to kiss me again, or do i have to do it myself? “

“ i could cry, that’s how much i love you. “

“ you’re worthy of my love. “

“ truth is that i’m so damn in love with you that i don’t know what to do with myself. “

“ maybe tonight, it’s you and me. “

“ i don’t know what the future holds. all i know is that i hope you’re in it. “

“ could you promise me one thing? “

“ promise me that we’ll be together, no matter what. “

“ it’s you and me, forever. no matter what. “

“ i didn’t want to tell you until i was sure, but… i’m pregnant. “

“ we’re going to be family! “

“ this baby, it’s the best thing that could ever have happened to us. “

“ i can’t believe this, we’re going to be parents! “

“ dance with me? “

“ may i have this dance? “

“ you’re my whole world, you know. “

“ don’t speak, just… kiss me. “

“ you have no idea how long i’ve been wanting to that. “

“ i’ve been wanting to tell you for so long… “

“ so… is this like, a thing now? “

“ i always miss you, even when you’re next to me. “

” i miss you. i miss you so much it hurts. ”

” i don’t want you to miss me. it’s tearing me apart. ”

“ you make me happier. “

“ i love waking up next to you. “

“ my favorite thing is falling asleep next to you. “

“ come cuddle with me. “

“ this is torture, isn’t it? “ “ not in the slightest. “

“ do you love me? “

“ could this be something more? “

“ move in with me. “

“ do you think we should move in together? you spend all your time here anyway. “

“ are you serious? i’ve had a crush on you for as long as i can remember. “

“ i know you’re in love with me. “

“ you’re really cute, you know. “

“ you’re so damn attractive. you know that right? “

“ if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you. “

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     » For the hotel to receive a visitor of a caliber higher than a sinner was likely quite strange; it was staffed decently well enough and served no purpose for non-sinners, so a small commotion of surprise had broken out when a well-dressed, crimp-tailed imp pushed his way in followed by a taller, sharply-dressed Goetian. Though his gaze was soft, it was understandable some of the guests were hesitant, others excited, with a few expressing annoyance that one would just enter so casually. Despite all the clamouring, the duo would approach the desk — a tour was requested when a member of staff had the time, something the eager owner was keen enough to indulge.

     » At one point however they had suddenly been forced to separate near the kitchen, an urgent matter requiring the princess' attention being kindly encouraged as top priority by the Goetian; the imp and presumably his master now stood alone, the former wildly jotting notes down in a small journal.

    ❝ Good call coming here, Lord Barbatos! ❞ » the imp beamed as he peered up from his writing. ❝ This place is really poppin', so maybe she'll accept the proposal! ❞

     » His words would be followed by a low, rumbled hum from the Goetian, whose head turned to his left slightly as he caught the sounds of bootfalls in the distance.

Yet, he couldn't hide forever.

With fresh bandages hidden beneath his tailored suit, he made his way down the halls, twirling his cane to give the illusion of being content. Sinners to the left. Sinners to the right. But then...

A Goetia.

Lucifer halted his steps, brows raising at such a rare sight, especially in this corner of Hell. Scarlet hues looked the other over, as well as his Imp companion. Were they seeking redemption? He couldn't imagine so. In his experience, the Goetia were known for their snobbish attitudes. In ranking, they were a step below the Sins themselves, which filled them with entitlement and garbage attitudes.

But one mustn't judge by status alone. Wasn't that Charlie's whole deal?