How Was It Just A Deal || Alastor X Female Reader

Chapter XXXI

Chapter XXXI : Previous Associate

It's the middle of the night, a mixture of Cold Moon and The Hellish Burning Fires that run Blue in the depts of Hell.

although, not one bit, Alastor hasn't even gotten a wink of sleep yet. He frustratedly sighs, messing His Hair up before gazing at His sleeping lover.

As He gazed at your sleeping form, Alastor Can't help but Gulp as He had a glimpse of your (skin color) Skin, Being shown to Him freely. Clouding him with the familiar lustful thoughts.

Your small silky dress moves up a little. Giving the great Alastor A little peek of your Lustful Upper Thighs,

One of Your Night Dress straps has slipped down your shoulder, giving Alastor a Tease of your breast.

The Silk Dress Hugging your Body just right feels torture to him and His Little Friend.

The Clueless Sleeping Maiden rolled to Her side, Your Sleeping Figure even made it harder for Alastor to Move other than watching you.

He Knew you were Hot even though you were not trying your best, But He hasn't still know the Gentle Effects it has been giving him.

Every bit of your Exposed Skin has been Glaring back at Him, Begging him to touch you, To Leave His Mark all over your Beautiful Body.

To tell the world That this Perfect Figure of yours Belongs to Him.

“Oh. How Ridiculous” He spat, Messing up His Hair in frustration once again, He couldn't go back to Sleep when His Mind would Travel to your innocent yet Lustful Body.

Oh, The Things He changed for Her.

You looked so beautifully, Innocently sleeping beside Him, making The Great Alastor Unconsciously Smile at your State. A not so Typical smile he often showed.

These past few days, His smile has Changed, It Has Been Quite Genuine and That's making him worry.

The only question for now is, Has He gone really soft now?

He knew that every once in a while. Always Bad Things would appear on the days you least expect them to be...

As His eyes caught a glimpse of a Dark Red Rose, Laying on The top of The Nightstand, His hands picked it up.

Wondering how it hasn't even decayed yet, Despite it was already taken for months. Although as He lifts it up, He was careful. As If every Petal on that Rose was Fragile.

And as if, That Rose was you, It was Delicate.

He sighed and looked at you once more, leaning down He gives your bare neck a gentle kiss, which made you open your eyes abruptly.

“I apologize, My dear. I didn't mean to wake you up..”He says apologetically.

“It's alright, My Love. Why don't you come back to sleep..” you begged, your tone soft. As your eyes are still being held close with the sleepiness you're feeling.

“Unfortunately My Beloved, I don't feel sleepy at all.. although, I have a Place in mind to go to, I'd be home beside you before you know it.” He says as you nodded. Returning to sleep.

He Softly Walked out of the covers, in nothing but His Pants On, Stretching His Body showing a few of His Large Scar marks all over His Pale Back, arm and Chest.

He left the flower on the pillow beside yours.

It's all Fantastic, To say the Very Least,  Beautiful Scars of the Past He's not afraid to show anymore.