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Alastor sighed quietly, radio static spiking a bit as he swirled his drink around, stupid ducking king... How dare he make fun of him like that? Who the hell does that duck loving bastard think he was...?
His grip on his glass tightens, making it slightly crack. He downs the drink and slams the glass down. He takes a deep breath before forcing his smile, asking for another whiskey from the bartender.
The lights suddenly dimmed, causing every patron in the casino to turn their heads and look at the stage, the curtains once closed, began too slowly open. Alastor raised a brow, swirling his fresh whiskey glass around as his curiosity spiked a bit.
What looked to be a gorgeous female with long pink and white hair laid on their side, dressed in a black and red dress, a soft tune began to play on the casino's speakers and the piano player tapped on his keys. The figure slowly and seductively flipped over, flipping their hair back, a soft, smug smirk on their rosy lips.
Alastor's eyes widened in surprise his cheeks flushed a soft pink as his hold on his whiskey glass nearly slipped. "Angel...?" he asked out loud to himself.
Angel Dust, dressed in a long pink and white wig, black and red dress, make-up and gorgeous tall and long heels, softly began to sing the song.
"It's been so very long since Lady Luck kissed you
Still, you listen for her song
And pray that she missed you
Dead inside 'cause you know it's all pretend
Close your eyes 'cause you're goin' off the deep end again."
Angel slowly stood from the stage, placing one foot in front of the other and walked along the stage, spreading out his upper arms, his smile smug and wide as he stared at the patrons sitting around the stage.
A quick snap of his fingers and the lights turned off before flicking back on, gorgeous and lust filled lightning filled the stage as he spun around seductively.
"You're livin' for the rush, for that royal flush
But you take what you can get
You play your final ace for a pretty face
Tastes like Scotch and cigarettes
And you can't help fallin', goin' all in
Though your odds are bleak
'Til you break your losin' streak."
Angel kneeled down next to a patron, taking its cigarette and puffing a smoke before pouring a glass of liquor onto their heads before turning away with a smug smirk, tossing the burnt-out cigarette away.
As he walked down the stage, his heterochromia eyes connected with Alastor sitting at the bar. Alastor, who had been sitting in shock and awe, watched Angel walk along the stage, their eyes connecting for a moment.
Angel's expression fell a bit, surprised to see Alastor here at this casino. He shook his head, moving a piece of hair from the wig out of his face before looking back again at Alastor, making sure that he wasn't dreaming. He wasn't.
Angel continued to sing.
"You're livin' for the rush, for that royal flush
But the next best thing will do
You want to spend your chips on these rosy lips
Tryin' to get me next to you
'Cause you can't help needin' to believe in findin' what you seek
'Til you break your losin'..."
"Good luck out there, boys. Especially you, Mr. Radio Demon." Angel purred before spinning behind the stage's curtains, blowing Alastor a quick kiss before disappearing.
Alastor blinked, his cheeks red, radio static spiking a bit as his tail softly started to sway in delight. He quickly hid his face, turning away from the stage and downed his drink. "Stupid... Spider... Ugh... Goddamn it..." he muttered to himself. He just fell even harder in love...
A few drinks later, Alastor still seemed a bit sober, it was pretty hard to get him drunk anyway. Arms gently wrapped around Alastor's shoulders from his right side, a sweet voice whispered in his ear. "Hey you."
Alastor glanced at Angel Dust, still dressed in that gorgeous red and black dress, his rosy, pink lips pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. "Hello, dear. Sit with me a moment." he said. Angel smirked. "'Course." he said, sitting down.
Alastor ordered Angel a drink, as the two began to chat. "So. You looked as though you were enjoying yourself up there. I must say, this job is a much better choice than that other one. You actually seem... Happy." Alastor said, swirling his drink.
Angel giggled, taking off his wig and setting it down beside him. "Yeah, it's pretty fun, and hey, I actually feel pretty for once." he said, accepting the drink, taking a sip. Alastor hummed. "You're always pretty, Angel, trust me." he said, sipping his drink.
Angel chuckled, his feet lightly swinging underneath the bar. "Thanks. I gotta say, I wasn't expecting you of all people to come here. Needed some time away from the hotel or something?" he asked.
Alastor shrugged, slightly annoyed. "Ugh. It's nothing, really... Just Lucifer's entire existence." he muttered. Angel laughed. "Oh, Al. Come on, he's not THAT bad." he said, playfully nudging Alastor's arm.
Alastor rolled his eyes, sipping his drink. The two sat in a comfortable silence, Alastor's free hand, gently taking Angel's lower left hand in a gentle embrace. Angel smiled, his cheeks pink as their fingers intertwined.
"Did you... Enjoy the song?" Angel asked. Alastor hummed, setting down his glass. "Quite so, you sung it beautifully. That and the dress suits you very well." he said. Angel smiled, swirling his drink around. "Thanks." he said, not used to compliments actually striking true.
"Tell me, darling, have you eaten this afternoon?" Alastor asked. Angel laughed. "If you wanna count those cigarettes, not really." he said. Alastor rolled his eyes a bit. "Unacceptable if you ask me, come with me back to the hotel, Hell, even Cannibal Town and I'll treat you to a delicious meal." he said.
Angel smiled, setting his glass aside, snuggling close to Alastor. "I'll think about it, thanks, smiles." he said. Alastor softly kissed the top of Angel's head, his cheek resting against it. The two sat in another perfect and comfortable silence for a while before Angel's phone buzzed.
"Ah, shit. Speaking of my other job, I got a shoot soon. Hey, I'll see you back at the hotel for that promised meal, okay?" Angel asked, kissing Alastor's cheek. Alastor hummed, pulling Angel into a deep kiss, not wanting the spider to leave quite yet.
Angel kissed back, gently cupping Alastor's cheek with his upper right hand. The kiss soon broke, foreheads gently pressing together. "I gotta go, Al, I'll see you soon, okay?" Angel asked, nuzzling his nose into Alastor's.
"Must you?" Alastor asked. Angel hummed quietly, kissing Alastor's forehead. "Yeah, I'm sorry." he said gently. "Oh, alright then... I suppose we'll reunite soon then, do take care of yourself, my darling, I love you." Alastor said, kissing the back of Angel's upper right gloved hand.
Angel smiled with a nod. "Always, love you too, Al, see you back at the hotel." he said as he got up and walked off, their hands slowly drifting apart.
Alastor watched Angel leave, loving the way the spider's hips swayed in that dress. "Count on it, my sweet, count on it." he chuckled before slowly shadowing porting away back to the hotel, getting started on that promised dinner.
End.~