“Uh, Vaggie? The Radio Demon is at our door.”
“Well, don’t let him in!”
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✖️Lit / Script
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RT, if you dare.
@KingAppleDaddy Alastor sat in his radio tower, and for the first time in a long time, his expression faltered. Only when he was alone did he let his facade slip. His smile was a means of control, and right now, control was slipping from his fingers.
The weight of his deal was—
Very special enemy. This was, in no simple terms, the most powerful being in Hell. The one being who could outmatch Alastor’s power and influence, as much as it hurt Alastor’s pride to admit.
The Radio Demon knocked at Lucifer’s door, smile bright. One was never fully dressed—
@QueenImmortalis “Ha!” Alastor gave a deep, throaty laugh. “Unfortunately for you, Your Highness, that is not an activity I’d ever choose to take part in.”
Alastor lifted Lilith, and he slipped out from beneath her before setting her back into his chair.
But being flogged… Being beaten—
@QueenImmortalis “You— You would try—?”
He’s dumbfounded that royalty would ever find him attractive, but even moreso that she’d try to push his boundaries. Alastor was a man, repulsed by sex. This was never something he’d agree to. But for Lilith? He might not have a choice.