Bottom! Alastor one-shots!

☁️How adorable☁️ Stolas x Alastor

  A friend of mine requested this, I don't know if I'll make more with Stolas or not \_._._/ if you guys want to see more let me know.
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How or why Stolas and Alastor were together was a mystery to just about everyone, especially Alastor himself, he could not quite comprehend what he saw in the owl demon. Yet, he couldn't completely fault him, once they became dedicated to each other, Stolas had broken off his charade with his imp bed partner and simply agreed to let the imp use his book all but once a month. He also respected Alastor's boundaries, the two have never had sex and he typically asked before touching the deer-even if he no longer needed it. Alastor had also met Stolas daughter Octavia, now Alastor considered himself terrible with teenagers, yet he found it was rather easy to get along with the young owl. It was rather clear to him she was a young lady going through a tough time since her parents separation and all she truly needed was a listening ear, to which Alastor provided. Yes, Alastor was a chatter box, but he could hold his tongue and allow someone else to do the talking in the right situations, something Octavia and Stolas were grateful for.

While Alastor couldn't particularly understand what it was that made him love the owl demon, but he so truly did. He loved him and his daughter deerly-ha-he couldn't help but snicker at his own internal joke. There is only one thing about the taller demon he simply can not stand, and that was his insistence to berate the overlord. While he understood his beloved was not actively trying to berate him, he felt underestimated non-the-less. The owl would constantly go on about how cute and adorable he was, it wasn't a private thing either, he'd "show off" how "cute" he is. He recalls one overlords meeting were Stolas and Valentino had a competition on wither him or Vox were better, that was the only time him and Vox felt sympathy towards one-another. Alastor is a demon of pride, so he certainly didn't mind compliments, but Stolas insistence on calling him cute or adorable countered with his intimidating persona. Even Octavia took notice of his displeasure with the compliments, and often tried to distract the owl, to which the deer was extremely grateful.

Right now Alastor was laying in bed with Stolas arms wrapped around him, the red deer purring softly as he enjoys the warmth and comfort of grey fur pressed against him. Stolas smiles down at the deer, gently petting soft ears that made the deers purring rise in volume. Stolas couldn't help but coo at the deers cute noises, "oh! Alastor darling you make the cutest purring sound my deer" the owl exclaims, placing a kiss on a light grey cheek. Alastor's cheeks turn red from embarrassment at his boyfriends praise, another day, another endless cycle of his boyfriends well meant but degrading compliments. He placed a kiss on the other's cheek as well before climbing out of bed, snapping his fingers to cloth him and fix up his hair, before heading to the kitchen to fix breakfast. He felt long arms wrap around his shoulders, and a feathery tail wrap around his waist, but he paid no mind to the affection as he continues cooking. "Look at my adorable deer, you're such a good cook darling, like a cute little housewife" Stolas coos again. A record scratch fills the air, did he just hear that correctly? Yes, the owl actually went so far as to compare him to a housewife.

Octavia woke with a start as she heard loud radio static from the kitchen, which scared her greatly. When Alastor showed her how much he loved her and her father and how he wasn't going anywhere, she had been so relieved, especially since the two hardly ever fought unlike her parents. She sighs as she sees her papa looking at her dad with clear annoyance in his eyes, what did he say this time she wondered. "Housewife? Housewife? Excuse me!?" Alastor's voice distorts glaring at the taller demon. "Oh darling I didn't mean it as an insult! I simply meant your sweet and reliable and very capable tis all" Stolas explains to the angered deer. Alastor sigh, the radio static slowly dying and his voice turning back to normal, his owl lover embracing him and kissing his forehead, "I would never try to demean you my dear" Stolas reassures. Octavia smiles softly as she watches her papa return the embrace, happy knowing her current parents could work things out so easily. "So, what's for breakfast?"

Alastor left his shadows behind to watch over Octavia while he and Stolas attend another overlord meeting. Alastor instantly noticed there were two less chairs then there usually were, well, he supposed it was because Valentino had taken to sitting Vox on his lap and Stolas the same with Alastor sitting on his since their debate. Happily Stolas sat in his usual seat with Alastor having no choice but to sit on his lap, Vox looking uncomfortable as he was out in the same situation. Stolas looks down at the deer and whispers, "may I hug you my dear"? The deer sighs and nods, having told the owl hundreds of times he no longer needed to ask, yet he still appreciated the gesture, sighing in content as thin arms wrap around his waist and pulls him against the others chest. The meeting proceeded as it usually did, Stolas and Valentino bragging about their respective boyfriends while the two in question actual paid attention to the meeting. The only difference being that Alastor didn't mind his boyfriends praise, while he always knew the other always meant well, the reassurance of this fact earlier helped him feel more secure. Eventually the meeting ended and Alastor had to explain the topic of discussion as per usual.

That night, they said goodnight to Octavia before heading to their shared room, undressing before crawling into bed, Stolas asking permission once again and cuddles his deer. Alastor purrs softly, leaning back against the owls soft fur, a gentle talon moving up to pet a soft ear. "Darling...I have been meaning to ask you since this morning but...do my compliments bother you in anyway? I know you have this powerful, dark, and dangerous front to put us, but I can't help but to dote on you". Alastor's ears lower against his head as he turns to look at his lover in the eyes, "I don't mind you complimenting me my dear, I'd just appreciate if you were to do it a bit less" Alastor answers honestly. The Prince nods in understanding, kissing his deers forehead before holding him in a close embrace. "Goodnight my deer". "Goodnight darling".