A need for more, a hazbin hotel fanfic

Static was what Lucifer Morningstar heard. And he was absolutely terrified.

Now normally Lucifer wouldn't really worry about it. But this time it was so different. To say he was terrified was a understatement. He was definitely feeling way more feelings. Some of which he felt like he needed to hide. It wasn't everyday that the king of hell felt feelings for a demon, but most certainly not the one who holds the title of Radio Demon.

He especially felt the need to hide those feelings because they were feelings for the rival, the damn demon.

So yes he was terrified but he was uncertain. He didn't know if he wanted to punch that stupid smile off of his face or just kisses him and feel his lips against his. But battling with his inner thoughts was surely going to get him into a situation that isn't sure he wants to be in.

'Kiss him you fool, you know you fucking love him,' his thoughts would say to him and he would ignore them,thinking that they were just saying that because he hadn't had a partner since Lilith but this time it was more. Oh it was so much more.

In the midst of spiraling he didn't even remember that Alastor was right there standing next to the couch where he was sitting.

But he was soon reminded of those thoughts when the radio demon started to speak

"Greetings my dear~" Alastor hummed a simple jazz tune that Lucifer quite liked, but he wouldn't dare tell anyone.

Those simple words made the short king panic internally. "oh uhh uhh hi?" He stuttered. His face was flushed red and his whole body was irradiating so much heat that he felt like he was on fire, and it sure didn't help that Alastor scooted over to the couch in the lobby and reached out to touch the kings face, gently caressing his cheek and slowly getting closer to his face. Lucifer could most definitely kiss if he really wanted to, and he was about to give in when that blasted demon pulled back first, looking at him shockingly with concern.

"oh my,short king, you seem to be unwell I see; can I be of your service?" Alastor asked,it seemed like he has a genuine caring smile and that made Lucifers mind run wild with thoughts. 'Damn it. Why is he doing this to me? Gah that stupid creepy demon!' His thoughts were practically screaming at him. "Yes??" Is all he could muster up, and he was absolutely embarrassed by his answer. "very well then,my dear, shall we get you to bed? Can't have the poor king feeling sick now can we?" He asks with a soft static in his voice, signalling that he is calm. All the fallen angel could do is nod his head and whisper a slight "yes."

Alastor is taken back by this response and couldn't help but smirk at the kings response. It seemed like he was the one being led around by his desires, and it was quite amusing to see him blush so much. "Of course, my dear,"

Alastor took Lucifer's hand and led him to his room, making sure not to exert any pressure or force. Once inside, he carefully guided the fallen angel onto the bed, tucking him in gently as if he were a child. "Now rest, my dear,"

Lucifer was disappointed but seeing him in his room drove him to desire more than what he previously thought.

Alastor was about to turn away but he was stopped by Lucifer. "Wait- alastor don't go please?" "Oh dear I won't leave you but I must ask, what are your intentions here? " Alastor's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he watched Lucifer, wondering what those other ideas might be. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the fallen angel's cheek. "Tell me, my dear,"

"I- I need" he whispers. "

Alastor smiled seductively, his eyes glinting with excitement. "You need what, my dear?" he asked, tracing the outline of Lucifer's lips with his fingertip. The fallen angel trembled slightly beneath him, his gaze darting away nervously.

"i- you- I need you"

Alastor's smile grew wider, and he leaned down to kiss Lucifer tenderly. "Then you shall have me," he murmured against the fallen angel's lips. He began to undress slowly, his eyes never leaving Lucifer's face. "wait-" Lucifer pulled back slightly.

Alastor raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on his lips. "Something wrong, my dear?" he asked, his fingers continuing to trace patterns on Lucifer's skin. "I have to know, are you just playing my feelings or do you want this? You don't seem like the type to want... This"Alastor chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving Lucifer's face. "My dear, I assure you that I want this," he said, leaning down to kiss him again. His hands moved more urgently now, undressing them both with a growing sense of need. Lucifer was surprised by his answer but was actually happy. As their clothes were discarded, Alastor's lips trailed down Lucifer's neck, nipping and sucking gently. He could feel the fallen angel's body responding to his touch, his skin flushed and warm. "You taste divine," Alastor nips at the sensitive flesh and puts his teeth on his neck. "I have a proposition to make with you, you either take it or leave it." His static becomes louder.

Lucifer arched his back, moaning softly as Alastor's teeth grazed his skin. He pulled back slightly, catching his breath. "And what would this proposition be?" he asked, his voice husky with desire. "Well, as you and I both know, I'm a cannibal and I have desires, now my proposition is that I get to feed off of your delicious blood. And in exchange you get to fulfill your desires with me"

Lucifer considered the proposition for a moment, his heart racing with anticipation. He had never given himself so completely to another before, but there was something about Alastor that made him want to trust him. "Very well," he said finally, his voice shaking slightly. "You have a deal." Alastors smile grew wider, somehow as he heard the other agree to his proposition. He's in delight as he can't wait to begin his feeding.

The room grew darker as Alastor sank his fangs into Lucifer's neck, drawing forth a deep groan of pleasure from the fallen angel. Their bodies moved together in a primal dance of lust and blood, their skin slick with sweat. "Ahh," Lucifer arched his back, his fingers digging into Alastor's shoulders. He felt himself growing weaker as his blood was drained but also more powerful as he experienced this newfound pleasure. "Don't stop," he panted, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Gladly Dear"Alastor continued to drink deeply from Lucifer's neck. Lucifers cock began throbbing against the other's thigh. He could feel himself growing closer to the edge of release with each passing moment."You taste divine," he murmured against warm bloody skin.

Lucifer could feel panic setting in as he felt his arousal. He wouldn't tell a soul about this development, Especially not Alastor who was still happily drinking from him. But just then he had enough! 'I need him' Just then lucifer's fear intensified as he realized he was getting close to orgasm. He bit down on his lip, trying to stifle his moans as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him. "Alastor," he gasped out, "I-I need you.

But it was clear that Alastor didn't understand, so he responded, "Why, dear, I'm already drinking from you."

Lucifer's mind raced, trying to come up with a way to convey his need for release without making it seem like he was rejecting Alastor's feeding. "Please," he managed to say between pants, "I want more." Alastors confusion grew more upon hearing that confession.

"More? you want me to keep drinking from you? would you perhaps prefer another spot?"