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It was a well known fact amongst Pride Ring's residents that springtime made demons act differently.

For some, it was time their winter fur coats shed, so they'd get ready for the warmer season. Not that Hell even had winters, per se. It was a bit colder than the rest of the year, but still a flaming hot mess.

For others it was time their antlers grew and mating season began.

A funny occurrence, given the fact that sinners can't reproduce. Though that didn't stop most animal sinners from going crazy with the desire to breed.

It was a hard time for everyone. If you were a mammal demon affected by this sex-craze, you would have to lose yourself to your innermost instincts and desires.

To everyone else, it meant that the streets were no longer safe, with males fighting for territory and dominance, and trying to hump anything that moved.

As a deer demon, Alastor was also affected by the season's changing. In winter, his fur would grow wildly and his horns would fall out in a bloody, painful display, only to grow again before spring hits.

It was a mess. And usually, Husk was the one having to clean up after his boss.

Which leads to today. It was a warm morning, and before he had to walk into the Radio Demons room to make sure he was fed, he called a meeting with the hotel staff and guests.

“Listen, you horny animals better stay away from Alastor's room. I mean it.” He emphasized, looking at Angel Dust. “Until this mating bullshit is over, his room is off limits.”

The spider demon scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Oh, come on… That's so boring.”

“Angel… I am fucking serious.” The cat pointed one of his claws at him, face scowling.

Vaggie agreed with him, and also looked sharply at Angel. “I agree with Husk. The last thing we need is a raging hormonal Alastor destroying the hotel that we just rebuilt.”

Feeling targeted, Angel huffed before relenting. “Fine, fine. You win.” A pause, then he added. “Man I really wanted to get my ass plummeted by Mr. Tall, dark and handsome deer…”

Charlie cringed a bit, deciding now would be the best time to change topics. “Well, we have a busy day ahead of us, we should all finish our breakfast! Haha.”

And while everyone was satisfied after having successfully managed to get Angel away from their rutting roommate, they forgot that someone else was also at the table… Someone who was just as curious about how the infamous Radio Demon reacted to mating season…

Lucifer excused himself from breakfast, not able to control his desires any further. Oh, how glorious it might be… Watching that pompous asshole lose himself and be nothing but a horny beast.

He needed to take advantage of that. An opportunity like that was too rare for him to just sit and wait.

…

That day he'd put that asshole in his place. Beneath him. Moaning his name… Over and over again.

At least that's what the King thought when he learned it was mating season… But now, as he stood in front of that ominous door, feeling the scent of pheromones hitting him, he felt unsure.

Did he really want to fuck Alastor…? That had escalated quickly. Just a few weeks ago, they were singing a duet about who would be a better father. Their rivalry only grew as they were forced to live together.

He wasn't sure when the thoughts of wanting to kill his enemy suddenly turned into a desire to have sex with him… Maybe the mating season was affecting him as well. Maybe it was the sickly sweet pheromones leaving that room… Inviting any females nearby, and challenging other male rivals.

But Lucifer didn't feel challenged. Didn't feel territorial…

Which is why he had paused right as he was about to tear that door down and force Alastor into submission.

But even through his confusion, he was still horny and curious.

Lucifer desperately wanted to see the infamous Overlord, the man who has been a thorn in his side for weeks, absolutely lose himself and be reduced to nothing but an animal in rut.

But as he opened the door… All that he could see was greenery.

Flowers and blades of grass growing in every direction, as the room shifted into a swamp like scenery. He could hear crickets, and birds singing… And right in the middle of it, laid on top of a soft patch of green, was Alastor.

Not a raging beast, not a hormonal deer marking his territory by rubbing its horns on the trees. Hell, he hadn't even noticed someone entered their room… Lucifer was fully expecting to be tackled by a roaring loud demon, having to fight to put it in its place like you see on TV.

He wanted that. Instead, all he saw was the man with his legs and arms tucked in beneath its body. Ears lazily flicking off any insects that dared come too close, fluffy red tail up in the air as he enjoyed the breeze. There were old scars all over him, but the man just seemed peaceful.

Alastor was naked, but Lucifer couldn't see anything, as he was just… Loafing around.

And he'd be damned. It was actually quite cute. But not what he imagined. Suddenly, all the desire for conflict and humiliation disappeared as the King watched how pretty his enemy truly was.

“Where are your legs?” He couldn't help but wonder aloud, causing the deer man to blink slowly, ears shifting forward at the direction of the noise.

Fuck, now he had woken him up… He was going to charge him, start the fight he wanted in the first place.

Getting ready for impact, he opened his legs and let his horns out… Only for Alastor to yawn and ever so delicately show him the leg that was hidden beneath him.

“How…?” He wondered.

Much like a cat, Alastor brought his leg back into hiding, before getting up on all fours, back arched and the red fur along his back fluffing up as he let another, much louder yawn.

And all Lucifer could think of was how flexible he truly was.

The Devil was so distracted by it, by the elegant movements of the man in front of him as he approached, that he didn't notice Alastor was face to face with him until it was too late.

Eyes widened, he was about to ask what he was doing, maybe pucker up his lips for a kiss… Instead, the deer simply sniffed around him, before gently rubbing his cheeks against Lucifer's neck… Scenting him.

The shorter man's body shook with goosebumps. Alastor was so soft… he had never noticed before.

Looking up at his body, he could see he was entirely too soft. Fur covering up every single inch of his body. Pale brown with a white belly and little white spots akin to a fawn, legs and arms shifting to a black gradient, leading to red claws and hooves. His back had large red fur as well, the same color of his hair, and it all ended in a fluffy little red tail with a black tip. And despite Alastor being a male, or at least that's what Lucifer thought, he looked entirely too feminine and beautiful.

In fact, Lucifer now couldn't be sure as to what Alastor was. Fur covering up his groin area, before the man swiftly walked past him and out of the room, curious in his every move as he looked to the extensive hallway.

As he walked away from Lucifer without even caring about how excited he left the man… And he couldn't help but watch as the Deer's fluffy tail moved side to side with every gentle step. As he felt frozen in place.

Until Husk let out a surprised yelp.

“Alastor, what are you doing out here? Who let you out?” The cat demanded, but he only got a soft bleat as an answer as Alastor made sure to scent him too.

It made Lucifer incredibly jealous… But he was also intrigued.

He watched as the gambler tried getting Alastor back the way he came with treats. Meat covered in… Honey? How curious. He could have sworn he remembers Alastor saying he hates sweets during an argument.

As he also moved to follow, Husk turned to him angrily. “You let him out, didn't you?”

“I mean… Yes? Kinda? I was curious!” He tried defending himself. But honestly, he couldn't even help but ask: “What's with him anyway? Why isn't he raging and humping things like the mongrels on the street?”

The two men paused to watch as the sinner made his way to the reception area, where he promptly started to smell the flowers his daughter bought, ignoring the fact he was being watched by multiple people.

Or maybe, he just didn't care enough to bother…

“Alastor is… weird.” Husk huffed, as he watched Charlie coo at him and attempt to pet the man's soft fur. Which Alastor gladly allowed, even grunting in approval and lowering his head so the girl could brush her fingers in between his small horns. “He's always been more Doe than Buck. Mating season affects him differently… He actually becomes quite docile. Not horny at all.”

The cat turned towards him with an angry yowl. “But he hates it. He's going to kill me when he finds out I let him loose.” He poked Lucifer's chest repeatedly. “And I'm going to tell him you were the one who did it.”

Lucifer was confused. “Why would he hate it? He looks adorable!” He said, looking back at the scene in the living room, where Angel was now scratching behind Alastor's ear… The flowers he had been sniffing now in between his hair and antlers as Charlie decorated him with them.

Husk just grumbled something about that being precisely the reason his boss hated it, before approaching the trio that was absolutely spoiling the deer. “That's enough for now. Come on, you need to go back to your room, Boss. You're naked.”

He tried pulling Alastor towards the direction he wanted by the horns, earning a few angry barks and snorts as the deer finally tried fighting something. “Don't give me that attitude you stubborn shit, let's go!” Husk pulled his horns again, at which point, the deer rammed into him.

Not hard enough to make husk fall on the floor, but it did make him let go.

“It's okay, he can stay here! It's not like we can see anything either way.” Charlie amended, stepping between the cat and deer before it would become anything more than a slight tussle.

“Such a shame!” Angel quipped to that… Chin in hands as he stared longingly at Alastor's groin.

It made Lucifer growl. “Geez, calm down!” Angel laughed at him. “Charlie, ya might wanna get your dad, he's acting jealous of Bambi.”

Suddenly, all eyes turned to him, and he felt ashamed.

For someone who was thinking the worst about Alastor, he was the one acting like a horny rutthead. “Ah, sorry… I don't know what came over me.” He shyly added.

But when he looked at the deer again, he couldn't help but wonder… “Isn't spring season supposed to bring out a person's true nature…? That's why so many demons lose control and become aggressive, right? They were always like that… Angry horny animals inside.”

He paused, as he watched Alastor yawn again and stretch, tail twitching before he laid out on the sofa where a warm beam of light was.

“Why is he like that?”

Angel approached the deer, just as curious as he was now. “Huh… yeah. It's definitely weird how he isn't running around dick's blazin’ and looking for a sweet piece of ass.”

One of his four hands went to pet Alastor's soft back fur.

It really makes them all question what his true nature is. They all know him as the Radio Demon. A scary overlord with a penchant for cannibalism and violence.

They know him as a bad, reckless man… But this was nothing like that.

This Alastor was sweet, cuddly and gentle.

It made Lucifer wonder… “Was he just acting like an asshole all this time? To intimidate us…?”

Was everything they knew about the demon a lie? His chaotic nature, his mean streak, his sarcasm… Was it all an act? Lucifer wasn't even sure if Alastor was male anymore, even if he could see the muscles underneath indicating his gender. He was just acting so delicate and effeminate.

Deep down, was Alastor just a gentle, soft soul…?

As Lucifer stared at him, Alastor smiled at him from where he was loafing on the couch, flowers in his hair, he blinked slowly. Teasing him… Playful. As if the King was on the right track, before letting out a soft bleating noise.

And it didn't matter what he was, male or female, kind or an asshole… The Radio Demon or Bambi. That bleat was enough to make Lucifer fall in love.