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@theserpnt
theserpnt is a literate, semi-selective lucifer morningstar from hazbin hotel written by beck ( 21+, they/them ). following the themes of the ultimate fall from grace, welcoming yourself to your own cage, and redemption in more ways than one.
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Steam rolled out of his mouth. His eyes looked hungry. He was looking over Lucifer like he was piece of meat that had been cooked a grill. "I feel...HOT....and you smell so fucking good right now." He softly growled at him. His shirt was already pulled off his body. Sweat dripped down flexing muscles as he stepped close to his beloved. "I want you...Lucifer."
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the devil would absolutely be lying if he said he didn’t find the other wanting him so badly to be hot. sue him for loving the attention, especially in this context. “it’ll be a cold day in hell when i say no to you. but you’ll have to tell me how you ended up marked, later.” he took jovanni’s hands and placed them at his own waist before beckoning him down for a heated kiss, sliding his palms against the other’s bare chest.
ooc ⛧ going to update the thread tracker after breakfast! if i missed anyone's bingo cards, feel free to nudge at me to fill it out because i went back like... 13 hours on the dash and then gave up sdjfkasl. be back soon o/
this is the sfw version. if you see typos, no you don't <3
There was something in the way that Lucifer seemed to shrink that pulled a blanket over Alastor’s raw nerves. Lucifer also didn’t push him, didn’t get angry with him for not giving him what he wanted right away. Those things mattered quite a bit, in many ways and for just as many reasons. Alastor’s ears stood upright again, his eyes softer at the edges, focused. Those raised shoulders eased as he swallowed, then spoke.
“That’s fine then. It’s not strange, I just…” There were things that were far too much for Alastor to admit to himself, let alone share them with Lucifer. But his reaction did earn him a baby step. A boundary. “… I don’t want cooking to be something that’s… competitive between us. I’d be happy to show you if you can abide by that. That said, I truly don’t have much of anything written down. I learned most of what I know from my mother when I was fairly young. I could show you, if you'd like?”
strange as it sounded, lucifer never stopped to think that the other had a mother. maybe it was because he lacked parents himself, and the fact that things always being tense between them meant he never gave alastor's life before death any thought, but it did cause him some pause before he nodded in agreement. "yeah, no competing. i can do that. i'd be happy to learn anything new at all," he admitted.
"so, what're we making?" the devil started for the kitchen, pausing to make sure alastor was following before continuing and waving a hand to rid himself of his jacket and don a bright yellow apron with a little duck emblem on the front instead. "i'm good for either sweet or savory, but i was thinking meals if that makes sense?"
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Jovanni had mark from lust ring on his neck as he was standing in Lucifer door way panting and just looking at him.
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lucifer looked over from his workbench before standing and going over to where the other stood, wearing his comfy clothes for the night and looking concerned at first at the lack of words. "jovanni?" after a quick look-over, he noticed the mark and paused. it'd been a while since he'd seen it, but he had an idea of what it meant. his eyes went back to the man's face and he bit his lip. "are you... feeling alright?"
"No you shouldn't care, but sometimes it can't be helped. Appearance is everything. But if someone is being rude to you, I can always just eat them." That would solve that problem. Alastor looks down at the devil in his arms and tilts his head curiously when Lucifer said he was holding back. Was it because of him? That Lucifer was worried he'd get jealous if Lucifer got more attention like that? "If you would like to strut your stuff more then you should do so if that would make you happy and feel confident. It's important to me that you are doing what makes you feel good."
Alastor cups Lucifer's face and gives him a proper kiss just for emphasis. "Would you like to go out tonight, Lu? Dress your best and I can show of what hot stuff I am privileged to have with me."
"you know, i wouldn't mind that too much," he replied half-jokingly, appreciating alastor's protectiveness. the comments afterward had him smiling and opening his eyes to give the other a fond look, and then returning the kiss.
the demon's question of going out was an obvious 'yes', but the compliment that followed had lucifer visibly brightening up. "oh, hush." he nudged the other gently but couldn't hide his grin. of course he adored physical affection, but affirming words had to be the devil's second favorite way to be shown love. "i think i have just the outfit, so i'd love to go out! i was saving it, buuuut maybe this is the time to bring it out..." he kissed alastor's cheek and then moved off his lap to stand. "what are we thinking? dinner? dancing? drinks?"
"You can touch it if you want." He said seeing him pull himself back. He didn't mind if it was touched kept shirt lifted up encase he did want to touch it as he kept talking. "I think I am. Pucci died to last surviving member of our group. A kid who been with us since the start of the events. My niece Joylne has given him something from another one our friends. He lure Pucci into trap and killed him. We got lucky but, it cost us everything to defeat that man." He huffed out thinking about it. It was deep wound on his soul.
"I am trying to make new life but, it's hard with all trauma and demons in my head. Part of me doesn't feel like even should have life given everything that happened. How failed the people around me. Do deserve to have happy life after that? I know survivors guilt talking but, I just can't shaking the feeling sometimes."
lucifer reached out at the reassurance, gently tracing over the part of the scar that was visible as he listened. "well, at least there's that. not that it's a lot of... you know, not that you can't still feel bad about the rest of the loss." he was fumbling a bit, but still wanted to be a genuine support to jovanni. the devil was simply having trouble finding the words. he pulled his hand back and straightened up in his seat again.
"i don't think it's about 'deserving' anything. i get kind of get the survivor's guilt, though. not fully, but..." he sighed deeply as he thought of his own past. "it's like you feel guilty having a life and moving on, and trying to be happy." lucifer took a drink of coffee then set the mug down again. "but you don't have to punish yourself forever. "it won't change anything if you stay miserable."
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Send 🍆 for my muse’s reaction to being sent a very intentional nude Or Send “Ѡ” for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.
Lucifer didn’t give much away, which told Alastor that it was likely something he’d rather avoid. Alastor, however, would have rather picked the king’s secrets away like some scavenging bird. But he knew that pushing too far wouldn’t get him what he wanted though. So fine, he could play the long game.
“Does it?” It was asked so very lightly, and then left on a shelf. Maybe they would pick it up again someday, but for now Alastor was resigned to wonder about that life before the fall. Who had Lucifer Morningstar been right out of his little doll box? Instead he listened to what the other would prefer to talk about.
“I suppose you’re right,” he said blandly before shrugging. “If that’s the case, I give up on being a man. Really, it’s too high maintenance and not worth the effort. I don’t really wish to pick anything else up, so I just won’t. I am that I am, as one might say.”
Circling back.
“And if I’m allowed to choose to disregard gender entirely, there should be nothing to say you can’t be something new either. It’s your kingdom! Make the most of it, Lu. Now if you’ll excuse me I believe I left my blankets in the oven.”
while lucifer wasn't as versed in all things gender as say, someone younger or more involved in the community, he did know enough to realize what alastor was saying was kind of a big deal. his eyebrows raised in surprise, but before he could say anything about it, the conversation was being turned back towards himself and dismissed for... blankets? he could only think of the food to make that make sense.
"uh, yeah. that's perfectly fine. you not wanting to be anything, i mean." there was a word for it the devil couldn't quite remember. "i'm pretty happy in the box i chose though, so..." at the moment, he actually wished they were closer to continue the discussion. how bizarre. he shook off the thought.
"but alright, have fun with your pigs." lucifer knew when he was being dismissed. "if you ever wanted to talk about it more though—" or not. maybe he was being presumptuous alastor would want to talk to him at all. "nevermind."
with that and without waiting for an answer, he promptly disappeared in a puff of red smoke.
She was ready to trim the list down if he wanted, to make it just the two of them, but the fact that he's open to more of her friends and to actively being around more sinners feels like a net good!! "Great!! I'll make invitations and hopefully they can all come!!"
Okay, she wasn't expecting him to have plans, but!!! That's great, even if she was going to try not to show how excited that news made her. "Oh! I hope whatever you're doing is fun!!! And great, do you think you'll be done by lunch? We could do lunch and then start the totally-not-a-class-just-a-fun-creative-time!!"
he couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm, finding it a little contagious even if he himself wasn't as outwardly excited. lucifer was simply looking forward to them spending time together, even if there were going to be others around as well.
"i should be done by then, yeah! and do you mean we could all do lunch, or we could do lunch? i wouldn't mind just the two of us for a meal before meeting up with your friends," he offered, hoping that was a reasonable middle ground.
Jovanni took towel drying himself off as he listen. "I can't wait to see how you do them then." He beamed. "I think depends how sleep. I used to be most coffee guy but, one my old friends really got me into tea in morning to relax my brain before busy day so it depends on mood I am in." He answered honestly as finished drying off. He smirked. "Would like me to carry you to bed, my king?" He slightly teasing him.
lucifer shut off the water to quickly dry off as well, just wanting to settle down and sleep. "makes sense. i'm definitely more of a coffee guy myself," he shrugged, before hearing the tease and narrowing his eyes, though he smiled after. "i can manage, but thanks. i could carry you instead, you know. i'm pretty strong." despite the height difference, he was still an angelic being. he held a hand out to jovanni so they could head to bed.
"Yeah, you're probably right. Ain't know any sinners that have married either though. Not sure I'll ever get the opportunity myself." He was surprised none of the girls he knew from work ever married, but he supposed that would probably piss Val off, so. Other than that, he didn't know any sinners that were really interested in that sort of thing. Unless it was like, they married for business."Worried? Why? Is their beau not a good person?" He knew it was none of his business, but he was curious now.
"i'm sure you will! just gotta find the right person," he encouraged with a light nudge to angel's arm. the question of ozzie's partner had him quickly going back to being serious though, and he hummed for a moment as he thought of how to word it. "i don't know, i haven't met the guy. all i know is he's an imp? which i could care less about," lucifer added quickly, not wanting it to seem like that was the issue. "it's just uh... you know, ozzie's a sin. he's gonna live forever, while his partner..." the thought made him frown. he wasn't a fan of tragedies. "i just wonder if oz has really thought it through, is all."
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‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ "Sure, your number is fine, let me just..." Yu-nae took out a small sticky note pad and pen and slid it to the other side of the desk for Lucifer to grab and write to his leisure. Their eyes flitted up at him when he asked his set up line.
They knew the answer to that joke: because it got mugged; dads and uncles and even a male political scientist professor that came to class every morning with a cup of coffee loved that joke. Still, they'd rather not give the answer and just oblige the King.
"Gosh, I dunno, why?" They asked, sounding good-natured but also sounding like they were preparing themself to let out a groan at how bad the potential joke was going to be.
lucifer took the pen to write down his number before sliding the sticky notes back over to the secretary. he hoped that they didn't know the joke he was about to tell since it was one of his favorites, and lo and behold? they ( seemingly, as he devil didn't catch any sign of pretending ) did not.
"because it got mugged." he didn't full-on laugh, but lucifer did find himself chuckling at the absurdity of the pun even though he's the one who told it. "it's so ridiculous, i love it!" to add onto it, he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. there was plenty more where that came from, but he didn't want to take up too much more of the other's time.
"did you need anything else, by the way? not another pun hopefully, or i'll never shut up."
Scarlet Geranium — "I do not trust you.” - from alastor
sent a flower // no longer accepting!
this one, lucifer had to voogle the meaning for. it was a very pretty cluster of bright red flowers, but his wariness at getting something from alastor of all people proved to be correct when he saw it was a declaration of mistrust. he scoffed and looked up from his phone. "at least the feeling's mutual, bellhop. i don't trust you—" he paused to lightly boop the other's nose with the red flower closet to him in the cluster. "either. but i'm keeping it anyway, because i like red."
