Once again, these two are arguring at eachother, Lucifer's wings opening slightly and pointing at Alastor.

Alastor: "Short king!"

Lucifer: "Bell hop!"

Alastor: "Hopeless!"

Lucifer: Bell hop!

Alastor: IS THERE ANY OTHER INSULT YOU KNOW EXCEPT BELL HOP?!

Lucifer sulked, flipping Alastor off. Alastor sighted deeply with a pause, as Lucifer rose a brow confusingly.

Alastor: "I hate you."

Alastor grabs and pulls Lucifer by the collar of his shirt and suddenly presses his lips against Lucifer's. Lucifer gasped softly in suprise, his face going red. Lucifer's wings spread wide all the way. Alastor pulls away and wipes his lips, as Lucifer froze in place, stuttering and red.