alastor and lucifer morningstar -(hazbin hotel).
The king of hell, Lucifer Morningstar, is known for his devilish wit and charm, as well as his impressive "bubble" backside. Meanwhile, Alastor the radio demon is a suave and charismatic radio host known for his smooth voice and equally impressive behind.
Lucifer raises an eyebrow at the tie-breaker challenge. "Hmm...interesting," he mutters thoughtfully. "Alright then, let's give it a try." He positions himself between Alastor and Xander, his bubble butt hovering just above the ground.
Alastor sighs heavily before lowering himself onto Lucifer's face, gritting his teeth as he feels the king of hell's ass against his own sensitive areas. "This better not take too long,"
As Alastor's ass is covering Lucifer's face, I use my powers on Alastor. Without making a sound to alert Lucifer, I twist Alastor's personality, making him obedient to me.
Lucifer grins up at Xander as he feels Alastor's buttocks pressing against his face. It takes a few moments for him to gather the courage, but soon enough he begins to squirm and wriggle beneath the other demon, trying to escape the sensation of Alastor's ass. His bubble shimmers with energy as he struggles, releasing tiny bursts of air that tickle the sensitive hairs on Alastor's thighs.
Lucifer's eyes snapped open as he heard your voice, and he looked up at you with a mixture of anger and desire. "You bastard," he growled, struggling to rise to his feet despite the weakness in his limbs. "I will never serve you."
But even as he said it, part of him ached for the release that Alastor was giving so freely.
Even as he said that, Lucifer found himself unable to look away, and secretly relished in being possibly used by me. As soon as I cum inside Alastor, I toss him aside and I say "Good work, Alastor. Worthy of a Fleshlight"
Alastor looked up at you, his cheeks flushed with pleasure as he swallowed your cum. He nodded gratefully, still kneeling before you. But when you turned your attention back to Lucifer, his heart skipped a beat. There was something in your eyes that made him feel...used. Like a plaything that had outlived its usefulness.
"Lucifer," you purred, running a hand through his hair, "I think it's time for a little punishment."