( Alastor felt the weight of that arm sliding around his neck, and...

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( Alastor felt the weight of that arm sliding around his neck, and the static in the air gave a small jump—a crackle of pure satisfaction. The ease with which the other could stir things in him was terrifying, and yet Alastor savored that “terror” with delight. The King could +
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lie with words, claim he was rusty and disinterested, but his body… his body sang a very different tune. One of surrender. )

( He made no comment about the arm. Instead, he took advantage of that new closeness. When the trumpet in the song let out a long, melancholic note, +
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Alastor tightened his grip on Lucifer’s waist, guiding him into a Slow Drag: shifting his weight from one foot to the other with deliberate heaviness, forcing Lucifer to mirror the slow, laden glide of his steps, keeping their chests pressed together. )

   “Out of +
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commission?”

( He repeated, his voice dripping with dark amusement near the other’s ear. )

   How curious… For someone so out of practice, you fit in my arms as if they were your usual throne.

( He refused to let the movement stagnate, and though there were steps that +
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required putting distance between them, Alastor instinctively sought motion—soft turns, subtle shifts—unable to break the contact they’d established just yet. )

   Curious… Have you danced this before, Your Highness?

( When Lucifer gave that reluctant compliment and looked +
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away, Alastor’s smile tightened. He didn’t want half-hearted attention. He wanted to be seen. )

( Suddenly, he stopped the movement altogether, halting mid-sway—freezing them in a tense, intimate pause typical of these dances. )

   “Not half bad”… Coming from Pride himself, I+
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suppose I should feel flattered. But you’ve picked up a bad habit tonight, Your Majesty.

( He released one hand from the dance frame for barely a second, just long enough to capture Lucifer’s chin with two claws, tilting his face upward—gentle, yet firm. )

   Look at me, +
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Lucifer. If you’re going to dance with the Radio Demon, have the decency to hold his gaze…~

( He resumed the movement to the rhythm of the music, almost the instant his words ended. )
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