Old No.7 | An Alastor x Reader Story

Power Couple

It was over. I felt a mixture of relief and emptiness as we returned to my club. It was like climbing a mountain only to come back down once again. 

Around me, my crew celebrated our victory, pouring drinks as soon as we returned. Passing through the crowd, I headed upstairs to my office. It was their time to celebrate a war well won. We could pick up the pieces in the morning.

Alastor followed me into my office, shutting the door firmly behind him, "What will you do now?"

As he spoke, he came behind me where I was pouring a drink at the desk and wrapped his arms around my waist. Setting the bottle down, I leaned back against his chest, replying, "I'll transfer their clients to us and mop up any remaining assets."

Alastor's chuckle vibrated through me, "So you want to continue our little business arrangement?"

"Is it still just an arrangement?" I turned around in his arms to face him, my voice coy, "I had come to think of it more than that."

The Radio Demon's grip on me tightened, his grin growing wider, "And what do you think of it as now?"

My own grin matched his own, "The most powerful couple in all of Hell."