Chapter 5: Things Are Changing

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Janette woke up early as the sun peeked out from her curtains. She tried to get up. But something held her down. She was confused at first till she saw a sleeping Alastor tangled in the sheets with their legs intertwined. She was about to yell in surprise until she remembered last night. 

'Right, me and Alastor just slept together.' she flushed at the thought. But then she thought of something devious. She saw his peaceful sleeping face. Even while he slept he still smiled. But it was more relaxed and less forced. She had one chance. Might as well take it! She gently rubbed his relaxed ear tufts. 'They're so soft!!!!' She internally squealed.

He groaned a little, leaning into the touch.

She then saw how his deer tail was wagging and she wanted to squeal with delight with how the cute red, black and white tail was flicking back and forth. She reached down and gently felt the butt fluff. She was on cloud nine. Until she heard a purr within a voice.

“Enjoying your exploration, my dear~?” Alastor asked, grinning his usual grin and eyes half lidded.

"Eep!..... How long have you been awake…?" She asked tentatively.

He yawned, sitting up a little. “Since you touched my ear tufts. Soft, are they not?” 

She flushed with embarrassment. ".... Sorry…. And good morning?" She asked with a cute and awkward smile.

He laughed jovially. “It’s quite alright! I didn’t mind at all! And good morning to you as well, My Doe.”

She flushed at the nickname but smiled. "Good morning My Buck." She then leaned down and kissed him long and sweetly.

He flushed at the nickname and the kiss. Then he kissed back. “When did you start calling me that?” He asked curiously.

"Last night before I fell asleep…. I… do you remember what I told you before I drifted off…?"

“I remember you saying that you loved me, to which I replied back… and good night. Which I’d also responded back to.” He replied after a moment of trying to recall. 

"..."

She was about to remind him… until there was record scratch sound in the room. Yep he remembered.

He flushed, unsure if he should be excited or hide. It was the last thing he was expecting from his Janette, but perhaps it was to be expected?

"... Alastor…? Like I said. We can wait until everything settles down and your friends leave. I don't want to make you uncomfortable." She said softly as she kissed his chest.

“... Not at all, my dear, you’ve just caught me off guard is all. I am waiting for you, Janette, I want you to be comfortable before we take that step.” He replied in a slightly serious tone. 

She smiled at him. "I am. I wouldn't have said anything if I wasn't ready. I love you Al, and I know that you were very touchy about others touching you without permission. So I just want to make sure that I didn't put you off or anything?"

“You aren’t just anybody…” He kissed her deeply. “Besides, you seem to be the same way with spirits.” 

She kissed back with a little more force. "I, admittedly, am. But that's years of my very "in tuned" grandmother teaching me the ways of how to protect myself after hearing those stories of exorcisms and such." She weakly smiled at him as she nuzzled his chest.

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