Lucifer and Alastor never really got along after the incident at the hotel, but ever since you came into both of their lives, all Hell broke loose. Literally.

Lucifer growled, "Tacky bastard, you don't own their soul, so quit acting like you do."

Alastor's smile widened in an unsettling manor as he retorted, "Ha-Ha! The tiny king has quite a lot to say, even as he does not have a claim over them either."

Sparks flickered between the two of them as they stared each other down.