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soulmates

Chapter 2: pregnancy test

Alastor slumped against the counter, his complexion becoming pale and clammy. The room whirled around him, and he had barely registered Angel Dust's presence until the demon's voice pierced through the fog in his brain. "Smiles; you don't look so hot," Angel stated. "You look like me after I had to screw some poor sap for Val that smelled like trash." Despite the surge of illness that tried to overwhelm him, Alastor tensed and forced himself to stand erect. He'd been unwell for weeks, but he'd managed to keep it hidden from everyone at the hotel until now. His red eyes narrowed as he flashed Angel a false smile. "My feminine fellow, I'm feeling great, so why don't you leave the kitchen?"

Angel arched an eyebrow, obviously unconvinced. He wasn't blind; he'd witnessed Smiles hugging the toilet, tears streaming down his cheeks as he wept into it. He chuckled under his breath at the memory. It would be humorous if Smiles was pregnant, but it would imply he had sex, and everyone knew the powerful Radio Demon didn't have sex. Alastor growled, trying to bring out his usual voice, but it sounded weak and shaky. "Angel, get out of my kitchen," he commanded.

Before Angel could react, Alastor doubled over and started vomiting on the floor. When the sound of retching filled the room, Angel's usual smile was replaced by genuine concern. Before Alastor could collapse, he was held upright with unexpected care. "Okay, Smiles, I got you," Angel responded, as he raised the demon with ease. "Up you go. Smiles, you need to gain some weight—you're so light! Alastor's head spun, and his surroundings became blurry. He had only wanted to prepare something to eat to settle his stomach, but now he could barely keep his eyes open. "Hey, Smiles, are you listening to me?" Angel asked, his voice filled with concern. With a feeble murmur, Alastor replied and fell asleep moments later.

Silently cursing, Angel clenched his hold on the demon. "All right, I'm taking you to Charlie," decided Angel. "She will know what to do. If it were a hangover, I could handle it, but you're sick." As Angel took Alastor from the kitchen into Charlie's chambers, Alastor muttered something incoherent. Angel Dust's normally flirtatious and seductive manner gave way to genuine worry as he ran down the dimly lighted hallway, gently cradling Alastor's unconscious body. Despite his typical imposing appearance, the Radio Demon appeared helpless and feeble in Angel's embrace.

Husk's sharp eyes widened in surprise as he noticed Angel rushing by with Alastor. "What happened?" he questioned, a rare emotion bursting through his customary stoicism. "Something's seriously wrong with Smiles," Angel said, anxiety creeping into his voice. "I need your help." Husk crossed his arms, his frown growing deeper. "I'm not a doctor, Angel." What are you expecting me to do? "Please accompany me. "I'm taking him to Charlie," Angel replied frantically, rushing towards Charlie's room. Husk banged on the door to Charlie's room for Angel. "Charlie! It's urgent; open up!" Angel continued, his tone intense and begging. Even Husk was concerned due of the overwhelming sense of gravity surrounding this situation.

When Charlie opened the door and saw Alastor being carried by Angel as Husk trailed after, her eyes grew wide with shock and concern. "What happened?" she exclaimed. "I found him in the kitchen, looking like death had warmed over," Angel explained as he carefully placed Alastor down. "He had been sick for weeks but was attempting to hide it. I suppose it caught up with him. Charlie's expression darkened with concern as she brushed a strand of hair off Alastor's damp forehead, her fingertips lingering on his skin. "He never shows anyone his vulnerability. "This is serious. Vaggie, who had been nearby, joined them with a bleak expression.

"The asshole is too proud to seek assistance, even when he is in dire need. But this goes beyond his pride." The room fell silent for a while as everyone turned to Alastor, wondering how long he had been suffering in silence. An anxious look disturbed Angel's face, and his lips pressed together. "I know it sounds insane, but what if Alastor is... pregnant?" Charlie's eyes widened in disbelief. "It's impossible, Angel. Alastor isn't the type..." Husk's eyes widen. "I think Angel might be right. I smelt Lucifer and Adam on him two months. It was as though they had claimed him for themselves."

Vaggie spoke up in disbelief. "What? That is not even funny! "They despise one another!" Husk shrugged awkwardly, avoiding Charlie and Vaggie's surprised looks. " There has been a growing friendship between them, and one day I smelled them on Boss—all over him. It was as if they had submerged him in it, claiming him as their own. Then I observed small things, like when they would sing close to him or occasionally brush up against him, which always caused him to snap at them and walk away. Boss began smelling like your father and Adam; they'd been courting him for months." And will Boss must have given them a chance then.

Charlie and Vaggie both made horrified looks at the idea. Angel chuckled as if amused by the revelation. "C'mon, It's a little kinky. Charlie seems shocked at the idea of her father engaging in such acts. "I didn't need to know that about my dad." Vaggie scowled at Husk. "That's just disgusting." Husk, however, just grinned at the couple's response. "Hey, the boss gave them a chance, and they took it.

"So what happens now?" Charlie inquired, her attention shifted to Alastor with concern. "Will he be alright?" Husk's lips curved into a smile. "He'll live, Unfortunately, it appears that he suffers from morning sickness." However, it is important to get a pregnancy test so that the boss cannot ignore the proof in front of him. "If you want, I can go get you a pregnancy test," Husk said. "When he wakes up, he can use it." Vaggie chimed in, her tone stern. "No, I will get the test. Angel, please go to the kitchen and make something for the 'asshole' to eat. Husk, returns to tending the bar. In case Adam and Lucifer arrive. "While Charlie and I handle this." As Vaggie left to get the test, Angel sent Charlie a glance. "So, are you okay with your dad and all of this?"

Charlie released an uneasy chuckle. "I'll be delighted for both them and Adam. I don't want to hear Husk comment about Alastor's smell." Charlie felt nauseous at the prospect of Husk recounting how they drowned Alastor with their' scent'. Angel laughed as he left to follow Vaggie's directions. Meanwhile, Charlie sat next to Alastor and softly stroked his hair as he slept soundly on her lap. She couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth and affection for her friend.

Alastor woke up from his sleep, a beautiful melody echoing in his head like a dream. As he gently opened his eyes, he felt a smooth hand glide through his hair, which was curiously reassuring and relaxing. His confusion and discomfort gave way to worry as he realized he was lying in Charlie's lap. "Charlie, dear, what is going on?" Alastor asked, his voice sluggish and weak as he attempted to make sense of his unexpected situation. Charlie's face shone with relief and delight as she shouted, "Oh, you're finally awake!" Her nervousness caused her to speak a little louder than she had planned. "You have been sleeping for an hour! Al, you scared us all. When Angel brought you to me, I was deeply worried. Please never conceal your illness from me again. I never want to experience that type of fear again.

As she talked, tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. Charlie began crying, her tears dropping on Alastor's face. "My dear," Alastor said, striving to rise to console her but feeling a wave of dizziness rush over him. Vaggie pushed him back down quickly before he could respond. "Alright, dumbass, stay still," Vaggie demanded, her voice keen with alarm. "I don't need you puking all over the carpet or my girlfriend." Charlie fought a laugh through her tears at Vaggie's outburst.

"Al, please don't puke on me. Angel had to clean up the kitchen before he could prepare you soup." Alastor was overcome with embarrassment as recollections of what had happened in the kitchen returned to him. "My dear, I apologize for having to put you and the others through such a sight," he remarked in an apologetic and somber tone. "Hey, moron," Vaggie interrupted, her tone lowering slightly. "You are a member of this dysfunctional family we have here. We genuinely care about you. So, Mr. Great and Powerful Radio Demon, as soon as you're able to stand, march your scrawny ass into that bathroom and take this pregnancy test. She grinned slyly.

"Oh, Alastor, we know you slept with Charlie's father and Adam, so don't even think about lying. Husk smelled them all over you. Alastor's cheeks flushed scarlet, his normally cool composure cracking beneath the weight of Vaggie's remarks. They'd discovered his one nightstand. He was going to object when a knock on the door cut him off. Knock, knock. I received a text that our Sleeping Beauty had awoken, and I brought some food to help you feel better." Angel entered the room, carrying a dish of steaming soup, crackers, and tea. He smiles cheerfully at Alastor, yet his eyes are filled with genuine concern.

While Angel was saying, "Oh, look who's awake," Alastor could tell that he was truly worried. Don't ever frighten me like that again, smiles. I had to catch you before you collapsed in your puke, and you then passed out on me." He leaned in closer and asked teasingly, "Do you need help eating?" Alastor attempted to protest, but before he could say anything, Vaggie came by his side. She gently helped him up and propped pillows behind his back. Vaggie placed the tray on Alastor's lap as he sank into the pillows. "Here you go, eat up," she remarked, her usually harsh tone unexpectedly warm.

Alastor gazed at the bowl of soup for a while, inhaling its comforting scent. He hesitated for a moment before taking up the spoon. As he took a timid mouthful, his eyes opened in amazement at the warmth and comfort it brought to his exhausted body. He lost himself in the momentary pleasure of a delicious meal, forgetting he was sick. As Alastor ate his lunch, the rest of the group crowded together, their voices barely above a whisper. The tension in the air was apparent, and Vaggie couldn't help but steal looks at Alastor, who appeared strangely calm despite the news they had just given him. Charlie nodded in agreement, her voice still low.

"I believe he's exhausted to comprehend everything completely. It might be for the better." She gave Alastor a cautious glance because she was aware of how challenging he could be in his prime.Angel leaned in, his words barely audible. When I was heading up here, Lucifer and Adam came back. They were heading towards Husk. Should I go deal with it, or should I just text Husk?Charlie's thoughts raced with options as she pondered Angel's question. "No, I will tell Husk not to say anything just yet. We need Alastor to take his test before unleashing him on Dad and Adam."As Vaggie considered the impending conflict, a smirk pulled at her lips.

"Dad should have paid more attention to Al while he had the chance," Charlie murmured, her eyes mischievously gleaming. The group exchanged knowing looks, anticipating an explosive confrontation between Alastor and the two men who knocked him up. It was destined to be a spectacular performance.As the talk progressed, Vaggie's words pierced the silence like a sharp razor. "Hey, shitass, are you ready to pee on a stick for us?" Her words hung in the air, filled with anticipation and anxiety. With a look of resignation, Alastor arched an eyebrow. "I would prefer to do anything other than urinate on that stick, but it seems I have no choice in the matter." He delicately pushed the tray aside and slowly rose, his movements careful and graceful. "Do you need any assistance, Smiles?" With a playful yet sincere tone, Angel enquired. Taking the pregnancy test from Vaggie's outstretched hand, Alastor gave him a sardonic glance and said, "I can manage to urinate on a stick by myself; thank you."The group laughed as he headed toward the restroom, echoing behind him until the door clicked shut.

Its closing was accompanied by heavy silence that settled over the room like a thick fog. Charlie nervously twisted her hands in her lap, her thoughts racing as she awaited the outcome. Vaggie folded her arms tightly across her chest, her normally rough appearance softened by the worry in her gaze. Meanwhile, Angel fiddled with his phone, taking brief peeks toward the bathroom door every few seconds. The minutes passed at an agonizing rate. After what seemed like a lifetime, the bathroom door cracked open. Alastor stepped out, his expression unchanged as he clutched the test in his hand. As they waited for him to speak, the group tensed and held their breath. After saying calmly, "Charlie dear, if you'll excuse me, I need to murder your father and the first man," Alastor turned on his heel and left the room without saying anything else.

Angel glanced at both Charlie and Vaggie, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "So, should we follow him, or just wait to hear the screams?"

Charlie grinned, her eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and satisfaction. "Let them start screaming first," she replied, her tone light yet firm.

Vaggie raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. "Wow, babe, I didn't know you had that in you," she said with a grin.

Charlie laughed a sense of vindication in her voice. "It'll make my dad think twice before knocking up one of my friends. He could have at least checked on how Al was doing." Her smile faded slightly, replaced by a hint of frustration. "But no, he kept on disappearing and left us to find out."

Vaggie placed a reassuring hand on Charlie's shoulder. "Don't worry, babe. Alastor's going to give them hell, and they deserve every bit of it."

Charlie nodded, her expression softening. "You're right. They won’t know what hit them." She paused, a hint of affection in her voice as she added, "But I still can't believe my dad didn't even bother to check on him."

Angel chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "Well, they’re about to get a very loud reminder." He glanced at the door Alastor had stormed out of, a wicked grin on his face. "I’m almost tempted to grab some popcorn."

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soulmates Chapter 3

Husk saw the king and the first man stroll in, having a good time. They sat down together, and both men smiled at him. Husk took a moment to bask in the thrilling situation before him. The air was charged with excitement, as both Adam and Lucifer were reveling in their recent activities. Their jubilant energy was practically tangible, but Husk knew that reality would soon deflate their spirits. Husk's cell phone rings. He notices that the princess has texted him when he glances down. I'm going to turn Al loose on them, Husk, so don't say anything. The princess can be evil. Today has been about finding out about new things about others. The boss is about to tear them apart. Thought Husk. As they both talked, Adam paused to question the text. Hey, Pussycat, Adam asked, Did you get a good text? That smile screams excitement. Husk continued to act composedly. "Oh, just something to brighten up my day," he said, loving the irony of his comments. Husk expertly skirted Lucifer's question regarding his day. The same old thing. Nothing noteworthy," he remarked nonchalantly. The conversation between Adam and Lucifer began in hushed tones, their voices low and urgent as they spoke to each other. Husk strained to hear their words but could only catch snippets of their conversation.

"We need to start bringing him more sinner meat," Adam stated, his voice heavy with concern. Lucifer agreed, noting that their mate appeared a lot thinner. With concern in his voice, Lucifer continued, "I hope he's been keeping it down." Husk had a stunning realization: they knew his boss was pregnant but hadn't told him. They could see he'd lost weight, but they hadn't realized he was suffering from morning sickness. How had they not realized that? Did they not care about their mate's health? Is it simply their lack of intelligence? Husk thought to himself. I maybe don't like the boss some days, but it's irresponsible to have kept him in the dark like that. Were Adam and Lucifer just being thoughtless bastards, or did they truly assume he would figure it out on his own? His boss doesn't give those kinds of things much thought. As he tuned back into the conversation between Adam and Lucifer. Should we let him know? Our mate is still oblivious to what is happening. We have been serenading, scent-marking, bringing him gifts, and showing off our wings to him. When he believes we are not watching, he has stolen our feathers. Adam huffed. We wanted him to approach us, but what are we doing wrong? All of our actions have been correct. He acknowledged us that night. Husk realized that they had only ever been courting him like birds; they never once followed through with deer courtship behaviors. They are absolute fucking imbecile. How the fuck did they manage to get his boss to have sex with them? unless they were soul mates? If that's the case, Husk curses under his breath. His boss's soul had long since accepted them, but his boss's body and mind had not, because they were oblivious of his needs and wants. Husk sighed heavily as he realized he ought to drop a hint for the two fallen angels. Husk's sarcastic tone cut Adam and Lucifer's conversation short, pulling their attention to him like a magnet. He leaned on the bar, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Hey, dumbasses," his words dripped with contempt. "You've been failing miserably at wooing the boss. You're treating him like a bird, yet he's a majestic deer." Both fallen angels looked at him, their emotions confused and irritated. "What did you call us?" they questioned in unison, their voices filled with displeasure. Unfazed by their outrage, Husk laughed. "You heard what I said. You two have fucked up more than any other pair of idiots that I have ever seen. Given that you've been marking him with your scent and giving him gifts, at least you both deserve a golden star. But you're overlooking an important aspect of your courtship. Birds and deer are not the same. "The two fallen angels exchanged bewildered glances, evidently not understanding what Husk was attempting to convey. "You see," Husk said, his smirk growing, "you have been disturbing him with your singing while he is busy. However, deer don't want flashy displays. Their suitor must provide them with a feeling of protection and strength. And all you two have done is prance around him. I am not saying you should cease showing off your feathers and serenading him. Courting bucks, on the other hand, do more than just show off; they stay at the doe's side, often sacrificing eating and resting to be close. They're aggressive creatures that employ displays of power and antler rattling to ward off other competing males.

"Husk watched as their minds turned over this new information. "The boss is still attracted to you despite the fact you've been doing things incorrectly." Consider yourselves fortunate." The two fallen angels nodded, their faces now determined. With a satisfied flicker in his eyes, Husk reclined. Lucifer and Adam exchanged determined glances, gladly taking Husk's advice. Their expressions conveyed the weight of the task ahead, and the understanding of their mistakes was beginning to sink in. They were high-ranking individuals used to exercising power and influence, but this was a very other arena—one that involved understanding, patience, and a different type of strength. "So," Lucifer started, his voice taking on a new seriousness, "we'll need to change our approach. "More presence, more protection, and less flashy performance." Adam agreed by nodding. Indeed, our main priority will be to show him our strength and support. No more aggravating him with meaningless performances." Husk watched the fallen angels as they pondered his words, sensing a flicker of hope in their gaze. Maybe now they will start courting his boss correctly. Husk provided one final piece of advice to ensure clarity. "And remember," he remarked, his tone softening somewhat, "Alastor is a complex individual. He will not tolerate half-hearted gestures. If you want this to work, you must completely commit to knowing and honoring his needs. Lucifer and Adam nodded again, this time with a more thoughtful and introspective look. They were ready to make changes, ready to prove themselves as worthy mates for Alastor. Feeling a small spark of satisfaction at having given them a fighting chance, Husk stepped back as the two angels began discussing their new approach. He knew that whether they succeeded or not was up to them now. Husk then felt his boss's anger well enough to make the popcorn.

As Alastor's anger grew, the atmosphere in the bar shifted, causing the two fallen angels to become tense and nervous. Lucifer and Adam exchanged uneasy glances, feeling the weight of Husk's advice heavy on their shoulders. Despite his grin, Husk's tone was serious as he watched them squirm, clearly enjoying their discomfort. "Whatever you do," Husk warned, "don't make eye contact with him. And don't try to be clever or lie; that will only make things worse. Just stay submissive and don't act cocky." Lucifer and Adam nodded their expressions, now a mix of fear and determination. They had underestimated the situation and were about to face the consequences of their actions. "You both messed up this time," Husk added with a chuckle, shaking his head in amusement. "Congratulations on pissing off the radio demon." With that, Husk turned and walked towards the kitchen, leaving the two fallen angels to anxiously await Alastor's arrival. Gripping the pregnancy test securely, Alastor walks into the room with a deliberate stride. His eyes were glowing. Both men in the room have their heads lowered in shame, avoiding his gaze. Hmm, Husker must have taken pity on them. Let's see how smart they are after listening to dear Husker's advice. He approaches closer, making no sound with each stride. The mood becomes tight as the seconds pass, with the two men bracing themselves for what follows next.

Alastor retains his signature smile, but beneath it sits a smoldering rage that could erupt at any time. On his way here, Alastor encountered Nifty, who had overheard Husk conversing with them. He would have been more understanding if they had not known about the circumstances, but they did and decided not to inform him. "So," Alastor continued, attempting to seem nonchalant, "you both found it amusing to withhold information from me?" Allow me to suffer while I discover the truth on my own." Lucifer squirmed in his place, his charisma dwindling. "Alastor, we never intended for things to go out of hand. We assumed—" Alastor interrupted him suddenly with a stern hand motion. "You thought," Alastor said with a freezing tone. "You thought you could mate with me, impregnate me, and get away with it. "The more courageous of the two, Adam, decided to speak first. "We were just waiting for you to come to us. "We've been courting you," he explained, his voice firm yet apprehensive. Alastor hissed at them, his deep, rumbling voice brimming with irritation and pent-up rage from being kept in the dark for two months. Lucifer pleaded, "Alastor, please calm down," attempting to defuse the situation. Adam tried to stop humming, but his instincts were too strong, so he hummed lightly in an attempt to calm their mate's emotions. But Alastor's focus shifted entirely to Adam as he snarled a warning. "Stop that humming before I rip out your vocal cords." Adam paled in response to the threat but obediently stopped. Lucifer, my dear, don't ever tell me to calm down. This is me being calm while enraged. "You both bred me, then left me," Alastor said with hurt in his voice. His ears lay flat against his head, a clear sign of distress. Husk appeared just as Lucifer told Alastor to calm down. He let out a sigh, realizing that was not the best way to deal with their upset."We did not leave you, Alastor." But Alastor's glare was completely directed at Lucifer.

Lucifer's gaze focused on the pregnancy test stick that Alastor had been waving about. Instead of keeping his mouth shut, he couldn't stop himself from asking about it. "Oh, Alastor, what is that in your hand?" Alastor shook it about some more and remarked, "Oh, this." Alastor hurled the stick at Lucifer with enough force to crack him between the eyes. "Oww! "What the fuck?!" Lucifer shouted out in agony as he gripped his hurting head. Adam picked up the stick as Lucifer rubbed his face where it had struck. "Bambi, we did not just breed you and leave; we were courting you," Adam stated gently. "We have been, but we did not think about your customs. "Lucifer, still rubbing his face, spoke with remorse. "Alastor, you accepted us that night. You begged us to mark you, and we made sure every inch of you was coated in our come. That night, we did what you wanted." But Alastor was not appeased by their words. He growled and bared his teeth, a mix of rage and hurt rising within him. "Don't you dare try to blame me for your fuckups! You did not communicate with me and never once attempted to understand my traditions in how to woo me." The memory of that night that they spent together made his entire body shake with fury. Alastor said, his voice trembling with sorrow, "I left that room thinking it was a one-night stand, nothing more."

In an attempt to calm himself, he inhaled deeply, but it seemed to make him more upset. "And now you expect me to believe that it meant something?" Again, Lucifer attempted to placate him, sounding regretful yet defensive. "Perhaps we maybe screw up. However, please trust us when we say we love you, Alastor. You are our soul mate and the only one we will ever love. We sincerely apologize if we made you believe that our mating meant nothing." "Perhaps maybe screw up?" Roaring with rage and disbelief, Alastor's voice faltered. "You both mated and impregnated me without making any commitments! And then you just left me feeling confused and used!" He paced in front of them, his frustration evident. You both kept scenting me and have given me gifts, but you have never followed up with anything else. And you believe it's only a "maybe?" As he proceeded to lash out, the hurt and betrayal in his voice became more obvious. This unexpected pregnancy has left me ill for a month! I thought I was going to die but kept it all to myself. For how long did you both intend to wait until the day of my delivery?" He was furious as he cried out his dissatisfaction and suffering. "Everyone here was concerned for my health when I passed out and vomited in front of Angel. But, for you both, it's just a 'maybe'?" As he battled to contain his emotions, Alastor spoke harshly. With a voice heavy with regret and guilt, Lucifer attempted to justify their deeds.

"We didn't realize you were having morning sickness; we should have noticed sooner." We grew concerned when we noticed you were losing weight. We promise to pay closer attention in the future. Adam, desperate to repair the situation, pleaded, "Please, Bambi, we will bring you all the meat or whatever else you want. Please find it within your heart to forgive us. In a moment of despair, he went to his hands and knees, begging for forgiveness. But Alastor's piercing glare remained cold and unyielding. "You think a bit of meat will make up for it? "Adam fumbled out an answer, clearly panicked. "No, but it will make you happy. You're always enthusiastic when you consume meat." His attempt to calm Alastor was sincere but awkward, and the panic in his voice was evident. Although Alastor’s anger simmered, the sheer foolishness of the two was making it difficult to maintain his wrath. He could feel his displeasure fading as he weighed the offer of meat. Perhaps, he thought begrudgingly, they were too idiotic to stay mad at, and he could indeed use something to eat.

Lucifer, sensing a slight shift in Alastor's demeanor, quickly added another apology: “We didn’t mean to upset you. "We just wanted to make sure you were comfortable." Husk, watching the exchange with weary resignation, closed his eyes in exasperation. Adam's simple promise may have saved them from further punishment, but Lucifer's inability to stop himself from speaking had destroyed any hope they had of calming Alastor's wrath. Husk knew their situation had gone from bad to worse. Alastor's frustration was tangible, emanating off him in waves of heat and anger. "Comfortable?" he murmured, his teeth clenched tightly. Alastor, then snap," he roared, his eyes turning into spinning radio dials of vengeance. Then he began to transform. His antlers grew out of his head gradually until he had completely changed.He spat, his words laced with venom, "You want to make me 'comfortable.'" "Let's see how comfortable I can make you both feel." He summoned his shadows to harm Adam and Lucifer in one quick motion. As they descended on the two men, Lucifer's face drained of color, and Adam's screams resonated through the air as Alastor's shadows bit and tossed him around like a rag doll. Adam writhed in pain as a shadow bit off his arm. Alastor wasn't done yet. No, he had a specific plan for Lucifer, the one who dared to speak up and provoke him.

Alastor leaned down and grabbed Lucifer, relishing in the horror emanating from him. He purred, "Now, dear, you receive special treatment. You have to open your mouth, right?" I was willing to accept dear Adam's offer of meat because it satisfied me and I was hungry. So, my dear, are you going to sacrifice a limb for your unborn fawn? Are you willing to give up your leg for your mate to make me feel comfortable? Or, my dear Lucifer, are you lying to me?Alastor glances directly into Lucifer's eyes, testing him. Lucifer's eyes widen, and he nods his head, saying, "Mate, you can have my leg." Alastor smiled as he gently placed one of his legs in his mouth, sunk his teeth into it, and ripped it clean off before devouring it hungrily. Then he tossed Lucifer to the ground, leaving him howling in pain as the shadows began their vicious attack. Alastor licks his lips and smiles at them. Husk stood by, silently watching, knowing that his boss had no intention of killing them. Despite the current situation, he could see that his boss was being forgiving; he has an unusual fondness for these two. Husk couldn't help but wonder how the "dumb-ass" twins manage to earn the affection of someone as ruthless as Alastor.Husk, ever the keen observer, detected something different in the air. He widened his eyes as he realized what had happened; in disbelief, he muttered under his breath, "Unfuckingbelievable." Despite being tortured, Adam and Lucifer ended up getting aroused by the whole situation. Husk cast a glance at Alastor, who was amused as his boss stood over the fallen angels with terrifying power. Alastor's enormous size dwarfed the two men, casting terrifying shadows on the walls. His eyes, which resembled radio dials, flickered as he took in the scene in front of him, filled with disbelief and anger. Adam lay on the ground, his arm slowly regenerating from where it had been severed, while Lucifer writhed nearby, influenced by Alastor's summoned shadows, his leg also regenerating. The situation excited both men, despite their pain.

At their master's command, the shadows paused from their attack; something caught him off guard. There was an overpowering aroma, and his expression changed from fury to confusion. Alastor was taken aback by the unexpected, powerful fragrance of arousal that filled the air, leaving him bewildered and curious as he furrowed his brows and attempted to make sense of this new development. He was baffled as to how bringing them pain could make them feel pleasure, but he saw a chance to turn it into a brand-new kind of punishment that he could use on them. All he had to do was figure out how to apply this new method. With a dismissive wave of his hand, Alastor banished his shadows, leaving Adam and Lucifer gasping on the ground and shivering in ecstasy.

Husk repressed his laughter as he continued eating his popcorn. The ridiculousness of the situation was almost overwhelming for him to bear. The already chaotic beginning now had an extra layer of bizarre eroticism, complicating the surreal atmosphere in the room. Husk is watching his boss, looking confused. Did the dumbasses get aroused to trick his boss? He tilted his head, trying to figure out what he was watching. "You two are enjoying this?" Alastor mumbled in a low voice, fascinated by what he was witnessing. He crouched over them, struggling to process this odd new reality. The air still carried their mixture of fear and pain, but now their arousal had overwhelmed it; it defied understanding. Alastor hesitated a while before expressing the question that had been burning in his mind as he gazed down at them now, writhing in ecstasy. "Why are you aroused?" His voice was a combination of perplexity and frustration. "This is not normal." "You should be afraid or angry at me that I overpowered you." "A doe should never be stronger than their buck, so why?" "You two are not normal mates." That's right, completely abnormal. Realizing more and more, Alastor muttered the final line to himself. With a mix of curiosity and temptation, Alastor shrank down enough to remove their throbbing erections from the confines of their pants and underwear without causing them any more pain.

He couldn't resist poking at them, triggering both men to moan as pre-cum covered his fingers. Their reactions, both vocal and physical, exacerbated his confusion. It was intriguing how they would react in this manner; only moments before, they had been screaming in pain and shaking in fear, but now they were enthusiastically responding to him. The scent of their desire mixed with their suffering was intoxicating, stirring something primal within Alastor that he didn't fully understand. As the scent of their arousal filled the air, Alastor could feel his own desire building, aching for release. It was all so confusing and unexpected, especially considering their constant failures. And yet, he found himself inexplicably drawn to Adam and Lucifer on a deeper level. Their bodies and souls called out to him, igniting a fire within him that he couldn't deny any longer. Alastor now craved them more than anything else.Alastor stared with a mixture of delight and hunger as he continued to play with his mate's stiff erections, his fingers tracing patterns and eliciting moans from both men. Adam's body trembled under his touch, but his eyes remained fixated on Alastor with a dazed expression. He moaned, his voice faltering, "We—we can't help it." "When you're angry, you're simply so gorgeous and powerful. You are perfect in our sight, and you will use your power to protect any of our young."Lucifer nodded in agreement, his desire obvious in the intensity of his gaze.

"Alastor, we do love you," he stuttered. "We made a mistake. We are drawn to you. You own our very soul and life. Our soulmate is you. We apologize for failing you; please forgive us." At that moment, both men climaxed. Alastor smirked triumphantly as he listened to their confessions of admiration. He lifted his hand and inhaled deeply, savoring his mate's scent on his fingers. His anger had disappeared and been replaced by a strange sense of satisfaction." Drawn to me, are you?" he asked, laughing ruthlessly. "Even after I've punished you?" The fallen angels nodded faintly, with expressions of pain and longing on their faces. "It was inspiring to see your power," Adam acknowledged breathlessly. Lucifer continued, still shivering from the aftermath of his climax. "You can rule us in the bedroom all you want, but we will always protect you as bucks or do everything you want of us. Just grant us your forgiveness. Alastor let out a wicked chuckle, his deep voice echoing throughout the room like a low rumble. With a hint of humor and sarcastic glee, he murmured, "You two are hopeless." "Can't even take punishment correctly. But I suppose that's part of your charm, right?" "You two are idiots; you can't survive without me, right, my dear mates?" Both fallen angels agreed, displaying foolish grins as they basked in Alastor's patronizing words.

They take enjoyment in being talked down to. Is it your desire for me to destroy you? They were completely at his mercy. Staring at him as if he were the whole universe. A wicked glint sparked in Alastor's eyes as he looked down at his mates' now hardening cocks, the power he held over them pulsing through his veins. He excitedly licked his lips. enjoying having authority over them. With a low purr, his appearance almost back to normal as he struts around them, tempting them with delicate touches and teasing whispers. He leaned over Adam, causing him to shiver in arousal as he slid his hand down Adam's chest. He then dragged him up off the ground. Adam simply stayed there, watching his mate, until Alastor walked over to Lucifer. He then licked Lucifer on his cheeks and dragged him up to stand. Alasor smiles at the two completely healed fallen angels. Alastor caresses both men with his fingers before whispering something seductive into Adam's ear. "My dear, you offered me some meat, right? I'm really craving two fallen angels right now. As he played with them, a devious smile appeared on his face since he knew they were excited to please him. "Your poor unborn fawns are so hungry, my dear mates," he purred, now focusing on Lucifer. You've left us to defend ourselves. "Are my bucks willing to feed their doe and their unborn fawn?" Alastor pressed his face against Lucifer's neck and began bleating. When they hear Alastor bleating, Lucifer and Adam stiffen, feeling guilty. Alastor raised his head with doe eyes. He turned away to let the two men see his ear lay back and tail move. Then Alastor turned his head to look over his shoulder. I require two bucks eager to give their all to me, their body, and their very soul, along with anything else I desire. Alastor made sure to lick his lips while locking eyes with them. With their bodies shivering from excitement, Adam and Lucifer looked up at Alastor with eyes that were a mixture of excitement, affection, and devotion. Adam responded, shakily but sincerely, "Anything you want." "We are yours, Bambi." "If you need to take from us to feed our fawns, then do it; take as much as you need; we can heal."

Lucifer nodded in agreement as Alastor moved closer to continue his teasing. Lucifer's heart started beating faster. "Whatever you desire," he echoed, his tone very submissive. "We will be more than pleased to offer ourselves up to you." Fully embracing this new form of power and control over his mates, Alastor reveled in their submission and eagerness to please him. "My dears," he said, smiling as he leaned closer to them. "I want more than just meat from you. It's obvious that you two are eager to grow from your mistakes. "Who am I to refuse such good mates?" Adam and Lucifer moaned out a resounding "Yes, anything for you and our unborn fawns." Alastor started purring at them and stroking the heads of the two men with a playful twinkle in his eyes. "So do I now have two bucks who will start courting me? How a doe should be courted?" Alastor asked. Almost screaming their devotion and desire to please their mate, the two fallen angels bobbed their heads enthusiastically in agreement. Alastor Laugh: This has been entertaining, but now he is ready to make love with his two bucks while also feeding his unborn fawns. The room is now scorching with excitement and arousal. Amidst all of this, Husk was baffled by how these two oblivious idiots could manage to screw up so badly and still win Alastor's forgiveness without following any traditional deer mating rituals. He picked up his popcorn and headed for the exit. Looking back, he saw his boss mocking and praising them at the same time, loving his control over them. "Welp, that's my cue to leave," Husk murmured to himself with a shake of his head, sneaking out of the room as Alastor pulled both fallen angels close to him, passion and hunger burning in his eyes. Husk walked down the hallway. Whatever was about to happen, he knew he didn't want to witness it. He had already helped them enough, and he had no idea how they had bypassed the intricate deer courtship rituals entirely. Despite his unease, Husk's eyes gleamed with excitement as he eagerly noted every detail, itching to add it to his collection of case studies. But he can't wait to add it to his notes. He can't believe that his boss let him watch at all. It's truly fascinating.

Husk turned the corner and was met by Charlie, Angel, and Vaggie, who were waiting for him. They all had various expressions on their faces, ranging from concern to curiosity. "Hey, where are you going?" Angel asked with a smile. "Did we miss the show already?" Charlie's eyes shone with enthusiasm as she shouted, "Did they talk it over?" She began walking toward the bar. Husk moved in front of her, trying to decide how much to tell them. "It's probably best if you don't go in there," he finally remarked, fighting to hide his grin. "Why not?" Vaggie inquired, her brow pinched with worry. Husk chuckled. "Let's just say you three missed quite a show. "The boss is about to have makeup sex with Lucifer and Adam. "The trio looked at Husk in surprise. "What?!" they all exclaimed together. Angel's grin broadened at the ridiculousness of the scenario. "How the fuck did Smiles go from pissed to having sex?" "I just want to forget about today," declared Charlie, clearly shaken. I don't need to know or hear about my pregnant friend being with my dad, who knocked him up in the first place.”

As if on cue, a loud moan echoed down the hallway, followed by the unmistakable sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Alastor's typical voice was now filled with raw desire, as he screamed Lucifer and Adam's names in pleasure. Charlie, Angel, and Vaggie stood in stunned silence as they processed the sounds emanating from the room—a mix of pleasure and pain that caused Charlie to turn white. "Nope, I'm out," Charlie shouted, her voice quivering as she dashed down the corridor. She couldn't stand to hear any more of it or be near the disturbing scene unfolding behind closed doors. Vaggie, feeling equally unsettled, decided to abandon Angel and Husk and follow Charlie to provide comfort. Angel, amused, gave Husk a look of curiosity and disbelief. "So, Husk," he said with a laugh, "care to explain what exactly happened in there?" Husk smirked mischievously. “Turns out our King and the first man. They become aroused when they witness their angry mate torturing, talking down to, and dominating them." Angel's mouth dropped open in a moment of silence as he struggled to take all of this in. Finally able to speak, he said, "You're telling me they enjoy smiles being... well, his sadistic self?" Husk simply shrugged. "Yeah, it seems so. The whole soul mate thing could have something to do with it.

They're messed up in the head for how it turns them on..."So... how did that turn 'Smiles' on then?" asked Angel. The boss is all about control. He looked perplexed as Lucifer and Adam became aroused, which he interpreted as a new sort of suffering to inflict on them. He seems to enjoy poking their hardened cocks to figure out why they first got aroused. Did Lucifer and Adam intentionally arouse the boss? Husk murmurs to himself. Angel blinked rapidly, finding it difficult to comprehend what was going on. "Are you saying they outdid the crazy?" "I don't know, Angel; this has never happened before," Husk responded. A separate tradition exists between fallen angels and deer sinners. It’s truly something else. Angel came to a halt when he remembered Husk's comment about watching Alastor play with Lucifer and Adam's dick. "Husk, why did you stick around to watch Smiles fondle their dicks?" Angel questioned. Husk rolled his eyes. "I study the mating habits of different kinds of sinners. I was astonished the boss didn't kick me out when he initially became aroused." "What did you say, Husk?" Angel said as he came to a stop. Husk laughed. "Ever heard of the author of Kush Bar? "Angel shook his head. "No." Husk smiled. "I write books as a hobby, Angel.

"Wait, does that mean you know about spiders' mating and courtship rituals too?" Angel asked. Husk gives a grin. "You'll have to read my books to find out." "That is quite an interesting kink," Angel said. "Should I start locking my doors, or are you only interested when others are mating?" Angel, It's not kink; I'm conducting research. Husk answered back. Is this what we're calling it now, research? It's alright to admit to having a kink. Angel stated. "Let's get out of here. I have experienced enough excitement for one night." Angel laughed, but he jumped as he heard Lucifer cry out, "Alastor, devour my arm; I've been very naughty." Adam's voice came soon after. "Bambi, drink my blood and punish me." Angel gazed at Husk; his eyes widened. "What the fuck, Husk?" Husk simply shrugged. "Let's go, Angel." Let us forget about today. Angel shook his head, still stunned by what he'd heard. "You can't forget that he's eating them." Husk sighed, rolling his eyes. "The boss is a cannibal, and the two people with whom he is having sex are fallen angels. They will heal quickly. It is best not to think about what is going on in that room at all.

"Poor Nifty will have to clean all that." Angel sympathized. "It's not my problem, Angel. I've already helped enough today. I'm going back to my room," Husk declared before walking away. Angel followed him, still chuckling at the absurdity of it all. "Oh Husk, can I keep you company tonight?" Husk let out a deep growl, clearly annoyed. "Not tonight, Angel." "I need to figure out how those two managed to win over my boss; it's not normal." Angel matched Husk's speed as they walked to his room. "What exactly do you mean by not normal? "What did they do wrong?" "And while we're at it," Angel continued, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I also want to know how you developed an interest in voyeurism," Husk responded curtly, rolling his eyes once more. "It's not voyeurism, Angel." "It's simply research." "Sure, sure," Angel teasingly said. "I also enjoy researching through watching porn." As they approached Husk's bedroom door, Angel offered him a cheeky salute before slyly adding, "Goodnight Professor." Do not stay up too late conducting your research." Growling playfully in response, Husk watched as Angel ran off laughing to his own room.

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