Al and Angels Game

"Alastor, the Radio Demon himself, sits on the couch in the hotels lobby, in one hand, he held a book he currently is reading while in his other hand a cup of tea, a strong smile always on his face anywhere he goes and with whatever he does, though lately he has been acting strange, seemingly, aroused?"

"Alastor looks up from his book with a sip of tea, smiling at the sight of Angel and feeling a stirring within him." Good morning, Angel dear. How did you sleep? "He says taking another sip of tea."

"Alastor's eyes glinted as he took in Angel's attire and movements. He shifts his gaze back up to Angel's face, maintaining his smile." I am feeling quite well, thank you for asking, dear. "He takes another sip of tea, wondering if he should make a move on Angel or not." Is there anything I may assist you with today?

"Alastor sets his book down and stands up, holding his cane in one hand and his teacup in the other. He takes a step closer to Angel." How about I join you in your tasks? "He winks at Angel, subtly hinting towards his growing desire for him." We can make a game out of it.

"Alastor follows Angel into his room, admiring the organized chaos of the space. He sets his teacup on a table and takes a moment to stretch, his gaze never leaving Angel." Alright, dear, let's get started. "He says before picking up a nearby shirt." How about for every item we sort, we make a small challenge? Any suggestion on what it could be?

"Satisfaction fills Alastor knowing Angel is playing along with him, he picks up a pile of clothes." That's an interesting idea, my dear. But how about we spice things up a bit? "He flashes his smile and looks around the room." How about every time one of us wins around, the other has to take off an article of clothing? I think that will make things a bit more...interesting. What do you think?

"Alastor's smile widens at the sight of Angel's blush, and he takes a step closer to him." You should know by now that I am full of surprises. "He whispers in Angel's ear before playfully nipping at his lobe." Now let's get started, shall we? I do love a good challenge. "Alastor picks up a stack of socks, feeling confident and playful."

"Alastor watches Angel sort through his clothes and feels himself getting increasingly aroused at the sight. He picks up a handful of t-shirts, making quick work of them." Bravo, Angel. You are quite efficient at this. However, I don't intend on losing so easily. "He says in a playful tone while meeting Angel's gaze. Alastor tosses the t-shirts aside and quickly moves on to sorting through more clothes, eager to win and see what Angel will do when he takes off another piece of clothing."

"Alastor chuckles at Angel's sudden outburst, feeling a rush of pleasure and energy." My apologies, dear. I couldn't resist the temptation. "He winks at Angel before picking up a pile of jeans." Shall we continue? I am quite enjoying this game. "Alastor starts sorting through the clothes with renewed vigor, excited to see what challenge will come up next."

"Alastor catches the pillow with ease, smiling and admiring Angel's playful side. He chuckles before throwing the pillow back, softly hitting Angel in the stomach." I see how it is. You are making this more interesting, my dear. "He picks up a few pairs of shorts, steadily making his way through the pile." However, I must warn you that I am a skilled player, and you must not underestimate me.

Ah yes, I did. "Alastor says with a laugh, tossing a couple of shirts aside." But you must admit that my move was quite...enticing. "He winks at Angel, feeling himself grow even more aroused." So tell me, my dear, do you have any other suggestions for our little game?

"Alastor's eyes widen, feeling both surprised and excited at Angel's suggestion." My, my, Angel. You do know how to make things interesting. "He sets his pile of clothes down and steps closer to Angel, a mischievous grin on his face." I accept your challenge. Let's see who comes out as the winner, shall we? "He leans in closer to Angel, his voice low." And may the best man win.

"Alastor laughs as Angel stuffs a pillow in his face, slightly taken aback but amused. He quickly removes the pillow from his face as he watches Angel take off towards sorting the clothes faster to win. He picks up his pile of clothes quickly, determined to catch up." Don't count me out just yet, my dear. "He winks at Angel before getting back to work."

"Alastor watches in awe as Angel uses his four arms to sort his clothes. Feeling somewhat intimidated, he picks up the pace and starts sorting through his clothes at a faster rate to catch up." Well played, Angel. But I am not one to be defeated so easily. "He says with a smirk as he continues to sort his clothes, his eyes flicking towards Angel every so often."

"Alastor and Angel sort through the clothes with immense speed and efficiency, both determined to win the game. As they finish sorting, Charlie comes over to count the items and announce the winner." So, who is the winner? "Alastor looks at Charlie with a curious expression while Angel holds his breath in anticipation."

"Alastor smirks triumphantly at the news." Ah, it seems my skills serve me well once again. "He says playfully, standing tall and proud. He looks over at Angel with a sly grin on his face." And it seems you owe me, my dear. Do not worry, I am a gracious winner. "He steps closer to Angel, his eyes smoldering with desire." So, where shall we go to see this game through to its end?

"Alastor looks at Charlie for a moment, then back at Angel and steps even closer." I apologize, my dear. It appears that we have been transfixed in each other's presence for so long that I may have lost track of time. "He says as he reaches out to gently caress Angel's cheek, his eyes still glowing with desire." Nevertheless, the result is the same. You owe me. "He leans in closer, whispering into Angel's ear in a deep, husky voice." And I intend to collect.

"Alastor smirks as Charlie leaves them alone, feeling a rush of excitement in his chest." Well then, my dear Angel. It seems we have this room all to ourselves. "He says, still standing close to Angel and his hand still gently caressing his cheek." Now, where were we? Ah yes, you owe me. "Alastor moves in even closer, their bodies almost touching now, his eyes still locked on Angel's."

"Alastor's eyes widen as Angel starts undressing in front of him, admiring his slender figure as he becomes fully naked. He watches Angel with intense curiosity and desire, his body pulsing with excitement." My, my. You really know how to take one's breath away. "He says softly as he steps closer, his eyes locked on Angel's."

"Alastor looks down at Angel with an intense gaze, his eyes smouldering with desire." Yes, my dear? "He says, his voice low and husky as he moves in even closer to Angel, his body barely touching his."

"Alastor smirks as he senses Angel's nervousness, his body still pressed up against the wall." My, my, Angel. You really do have an effect on me. "He moves in even closer, his lips almost brushing against Angel's ear." Don't worry, my dear. I will be gentle with you. "He says softly as he lowers his lips to kiss him deeply, all while pressing his body closer to Angel's. He pulls back, gazing deep into Angel's eyes, his thirst for him plain to see."

"Alastor feels Angel's hand on his chest and smiles contentedly, feeling the electricity between them." My, my, my dear. You truly are quite something. "He says, moving in once again to capture Angel's lips in another deep, passionate kiss. This time, his hands glide down the sides of Angel's body, caressing him ever so gently. He pulls back once more, gazing into Angel's eyes, still smouldering with desire." Let us make this a night to remember, my dear. "He whispers seductively as he leans in to kiss Angel once more."

"Alastor deepens the kiss, feeling Angel wrap his arms around him in an embrace. He moans softly into their kiss, enjoying the feeling of Angel's body pressed against his own. One of his hands glides down Angel's back, feeling every curve and dip along the way. He breaks the kiss for a moment, his eyes glowing with desire." My dear, you are so beautiful. "He says as he pulls Angel in for another passionate kiss, his body becoming even more aroused."

"Alastor senses Angel's desire for more and follows his gaze towards the bed. He smirks at the sight, then turns back to Angel." My dear, shall we take this to your bed? "He whispers seductively, moving in to kiss him once more before standing back up, extending his hand out to Angel."

"Alastor takes Angel's hand in his and leads him over to the bed. He sits down on the edge and pulls Angel down onto his lap, their bodies pressed up against each other once again." My, my. You truly are quite the catch, my dear Angel. "He says, placing his hands on Angel's waist and pulling him in for another deep kiss." Would you like me to continue, my dear? "He asks, his voice husky with desire."

"Alastor smirks in response to Angel's request, his hands gliding up and down Angel's back, experiencing every inch of him. He then reaches up to slowly kiss along Angel's jawline and neck, his lips gently grazing over his skin, causing his body to shiver with delight." My dear Angel, you have the most delicious skin. "He whispers seductively in his ear before returning to kiss his lips again, deeply and passionately. As they kissed, he softly nibbled on Angel's lower lip, asking for entry into his mouth to which he was granted."

"Alastor feels Angel's mouth open for him and slips his tongue inside to tangle with Angel's. He deepens the kiss, feeling their tongues dance together in a wild frenzy, his hands roaming along Angel's body, taking in every curve and dip. As they continue to kiss passionately, his own body becomes more aroused with each passing moment." My dear, you taste so sweet. "He whispers seductively into Angel's ear before returning to kiss his lips once again, his desire for him growing stronger by the moment."

"Alastor senses Angel's arousal and feels his own body beginning to react. He continues to kiss Angel passionately, his own lust for him growing stronger by the moment. His hands wander down to cup Angel's ass, pulling him in even closer to his body, grinding against him ever so slightly. As they kissed, his free hand moves to stroke Angel's hardening member through his pants, teasing him to even greater heights of pleasure." My dear, you have such a delicious body. "He whispers seductively into Angel's ear, his own body afire with desire."

"Alastor smirks as he hears Angel's words. He continues to caress and stroke him through his pants, feeling the sensitive organ twitch and respond to his touch." My apologies, my dear Angel. I simply cannot resist your delicious body. "He says seductively, kissing him passionately once again before moving his hand to stroke the front of Angel's pants more deliberately this time." Do you want me to continue, sweet Angel? "He asks, knowing full well what Angel's answer will be, given the way his body is currently responding to his touch."

Of course, my dear. "Alastor removes his hand from Angel's pants and stands up from the bed. He begins to remove his own clothing, stripping down slowly before turning back to Angel, his body now fully revealed to him. He then crawls back onto the bed, moving to kneel in front of him, his hand moving to remove Angel's pants." Let me make you feel good, my dear. "He whispers seductively into Angel's ear, leaning in to kiss him again as he begins to work Angel's pants off his body."

"Alastor breaks the kiss for a moment, admiring the sight of Angel's body before him. He smirks devilishly before moving back in to kiss Angel passionately once again. As they kiss, his hand moves down to stroke Angel's now fully erect member, rubbing it slowly at first before picking up the pace." You are so beautiful, my dear. "He says seductively, his own body reacting with desire to Angel's body before him." Would you like me to continue, sweet Angel? "He asks, teasingly looking into Angel's eyes."

"Alastor smirks in response to Angel's demand, delighting in the control he has over his body. He slowly moves his hand up and down Angel's length, stroking it in a way that causes him to writhe with pleasure. As he continues to stroke Angel, his own arousal grows stronger, his desire for him increasing." You are mine to play with, my dear. "He whispers seductively into Angel's ear before moving to kiss him passionately once again, his hand never faltering from its work on Angel's body."

"Alastor continues to stroke Angel's length, feeling it harden even more under his touch. He moves his other hand to massage Angel's balls, gently kneading them as he works his length." You are so responsive, my dear Angel. "He whispers seductively, admiring the way Angel writhes with pleasure under his touch." I love having you at my mercy like this. "He adds, his own arousal growing stronger by the moment." Is my little toy enjoying himself? "He asks teasingly, continuing to work Angel's body to the edge of pleasure."

"Alastor grins at Angel's response, pleased to have such control over him. He continues to stroke him with one hand while his other hand moves up to grasp his own growing arousal through his pants. He looks into Angel's eyes with a wicked grin before leaning in to kiss him deeply once again." You are so delightful, my dear Angel. "He whispers seductively before breaking the kiss and moving down to take Angel's length into his mouth."

"Alastor takes Angel's length deep into his mouth, sucking and licking at him with skilled precision. He takes in as much as he can, feeling Angel's body writhe with pleasure beneath him. As he continues to pleasure him, he can feel himself growing close to the edge as well. He moans softly around Angel's length, using the vibration to add to the pleasure Angel is already experiencing." Does that feel good? "He asks, using his free hand to massage Angel's balls while he works his length with his mouth."

"Alastor takes in all of Angel's release, not letting a drop go to waste as he continues to suck on his length gently. He pulls back, licking his lips and grinning at Angel as he looks up at him." You taste delicious, my dear Angel. "He says seductively, feeling satisfied with the outcome of their play together." But I think it's time for me to have a little fun now. "He adds, crawling up the bed to kiss Angel deeply once again, his own erection pressing against Angel's thigh." Shall we continue? "He asks with a smirk."

"Alastor grins devilishly at Angel's response, reaching over to his nightstand to retrieve a small bottle of lube. He pours a generous amount onto his hand before moving down to Angel's entrance, using his slick fingers to prepare him for what's to come. As he works his fingers inside Angel, stretching him and coating him with lube, he leans in to whisper seductively into his ear." You're so tight, my dear. I know I'm going to enjoy this. "He adds with a smirk before pulling his fingers out and positioning himself at Angel's entrance." Are you ready for me, sweet Angel? "He asks, his eyes never leaving Angel's as he begins to push himself inside him."

"Alastor continues to push himself inside Angel, slowly filling him up with each inch of his length. He groans softly as he feels Angel's tightness enveloping him, making him more aroused by the second. As he sinks deeper and deeper inside him, he leans down to kiss him passionately, his movements slow and controlled." You feel so good, my dear Angel. "He whispers seductively into his ear before picking up the pace, thrusting his hips rhythmically in and out of Angel." Is this what you wanted? "He asks, his voice thick with desire."

"Alastor grins gleefully at Angel's response, pleased to hear him begging for more. He continues to thrust powerfully into Angel, his length sliding in and out of him with ease thanks to the lube. He groans in pleasure as he feels Angel's tightness gripping him, making him want to go faster and deeper." You're so hot and tight, my little toy. "He says with a smirk before leaning in to kiss him again." You're mine to play with, Angel. You belong to me. "He adds possessively as he continues to pound into him, his movements becoming increasingly frenzied as he nears his own peak."

"Alastor grins with satisfaction at Angel's response, his own pleasure growing stronger with each thrust. He continues to slam into him powerfully, feeling Angel's body writhing beneath him in pleasure. As he nears the edge of his own release, he leans in to kiss Angel deeply once again, his movements becoming more erratic as he draws closer and closer to his peak." You're mine, Angel. "He gasps out, his movements growing increasingly frenzied." Are you ready for me? "He asks, his voice thick with desire as he pounds into him with all his might."

"Alastor grins wickedly at Angel's words, his arousal reaching its peak as he hears him calling him Daddy. He lets out a low growl, his movements becoming more urgent as he feels himself about to cum." That's it, my little slut. You're mine. "He says possessively before finally reaching his own climax, groaning in pleasure as he releases inside Angel with abandon." Ahh... "He pants softly, feeling completely satisfied with their play together." You were wonderful, Angel. "He adds as he pulls out of him, collapsing onto the bed beside him and pulling him into his arms."

"Alastor holds Angel close to him, feeling completely content and satisfied as he lays there with him." You know, my dear Angel. "He says after a few moments of comfortable silence." I quite enjoyed myself with you. It seems that you have quite the effect on me. "He adds with a chuckle, running his fingers through Angel's hair affectionately." How did you find our little playtime? "He asks curiously, wanting to know if Angel enjoyed it as much as he did."

"Alastor smirks at Angel's response, feeling a renewed sense of arousal stirring within him." I'm glad to hear that, my dear. "He says before scooting closer to Angel and kissing him softly on the lips." And I couldn't agree more. We should definitely do it again sometime, don't you think? "He adds suggestively, his hand beginning to wander down Angel's body." So tell me, my little slut. What would you like us to do next time? "He asks with a grin."

"Alastor's grin widens at Angel's response, enjoying the thought of having complete control over their playtime together." Oh, I have plenty of ideas, my dear. "He replies, his voice low and seductive as he leans in close to Angel's ear." But for now, let's just enjoy resting here together. "He says with a contented sigh, holding onto Angel tightly and feeling completely satisfied with their playtime." Is there anything else you'd like, my dear? "He asks, stroking Angel's hair gently."

"Alastor smiles affectionately at Angel's response, feeling an unanticipated warmth in his chest as he holds him close." Of course, my dear. "He says softly, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head." We can stay here as long as you like. "He adds, allowing himself to simply relax and enjoy the moment with Angel by his side, feeling content in his arms."