Another beautiful piece by @ararouge - and though by this point in Stolen Moments, Lucifer's wings seem to have a mind of their own, I place this artwork at the start of 'A Little Bit of Devil Worship', which is why poor Alastor looks a little confused about it all! https://archiveofourown.org/works/57716254 A snippet:
When Alastor awoke, it was to the distinct impression that the king had suddenly become heavier than he remembered, seemingly overnight. The man was laying half on top of him, all former protests of the demon being too warm to sleep close to apparently forgotten in the sprawl of limbs and difficulty breathing he'd decided to create.
Worse, the air in the room was stuffy and closed, somehow, as though Alastor was sleeping under several layers of blankets, though he could tell quite easily that the duvet had been dislodged during the night, feeling it somewhere in the vicinity of his knees.
With a slightly irritated buzz of static, he decided that this phenomenon would only be solvable with the aid of visual investigation, and reluctantly slitted open his eyes, blinking when all that he saw was the colour red.
Sleep addled and slow, it took him several long seconds to work out why.
“Sire,” Alastor mumbled, his voice still drowsy and laden with a static-rumble. “Why are your wings out?”
