" Uh? Excuse the fuck out of you, little red riding bitch. This duck is a masterpiece! Could you make something this incredible? No! "
Setting the duck down, he was quick to pull out another one, this one looked like a ringleader.
" This one can do tricks! "
" Look, you put your dick in a few questionable place and suddenly you call that desperate??? "
" . . Well, it's not! You're just jealous of my clearly superior brain being able to conjure such ideas. Like . . . THIS! "
Holding up a rubber duck, it's dressed like a farmer.
Again, the overlord is again awestruck by the King's desire to overshare. He squinted a little, the unease clear on his face despite the smile.
"So, again, desperation is desperation. & clearly you're the textbook definition of it."
" Listen, I have put my dick in three places total, mkay? The first was my WIFE! The second was Adam's wife. "
" And third? Well, alright I had this idea once with a vaccum and it really was like a curiousity thing...Look, long day... but do not recommend it. Yeowch.. "
" If I ignore the fact you reek of alcohol, your fur's unkept, you have the most unfriendly of faces, you look like you wish you were dead a second time over, AND you hang around ( that ) guy. "
" But yeah. Mmm you're fine to me. "
A nice cool, refreshing glass of apple juice β It is exactly what he needed after a long day of definitely not having depression, daddy issues, or being a completely ( loser ).
" Thanks, scruffy. You know I always was sort of a cat type of guy. You're okay in my book! " ++
β β
Did. . .
Did the king just ask for apple juice?? Husk is pretty sure that he did.
The barkeep shrugs.
Grabbing a glass, Husk grabs one of the bottles of apple juice, pouring it in the glass & adding some ice before serving it to Lucifer.
β β " Here ya go. "
β β
// Just gonna state that
I will write with Liliths, but I'm not married to/shipped with every Lilith account.
You do not automatically get ships or lewd for being Lilith.
(Unless you're Della)
A saddened smile took form on porcelain visage, slowly pulling his hand back & away from her face, letting it settle against his chest.
" . . . I often found myself dreaming of you being around when you weren't. "
" I guess it became a habit. "
" Oh β Well. This is awkward then. "
Slowly, Lucifer would shift his gaze off to the left & away from Alastor's own vision. He had been pretty sure that was an open invitation. Did he read the tone wrong?
That happened often.
" Soooooo. Huh. Interesting. Oh well! "
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Alastor's eyes widened, ears pinned back as the situation continued to deteriorate. At least for him.
"Lucifer-- We're not--
"What are golden showers--???"
He's so lost.
"Your Majesty, I was not suggesting we have sex!"
@TheSpiritOfLust A loud groan escapes the hellish king, defeated so easily as the other had seen right through him. He sighed, eyes shifting downward.
" Ha ha ha . . Read me like a book! But it's fine β I'm fine. Really. Things have been going well. . Somewhat? Mostly. "