All is Fair in Love and War (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 53

(A/n: y'all already know. Smut warning. I ran a little late to work this morning because I got so caught up in writing this that I lost track of time. Also because I made the conscious decision to stop and get iced coffee knowing damn well I was already running late, but that's beside the point. 😂 So I hope it was worth it.)

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"I'm going to make you scream."

Alastor grabbed your chin firmly and leaned down, kissing you with a lovesick hum as your lips met his. His other hand snaked slowly up your inner thigh, his claws daintily dragging across your skin. Not scratching or cutting, but it was enough to make you shudder. Pulling away from the kiss and releasing you from his grip, he smirked down at you. "Put your hands behind your back for me, darling."

You did so without hesitation, thinking he was going to hold them back with his hands for now like his shadow did some moments ago. But instead to your surprise you felt a soft, silken rope being woven around your wrists and tied in a knot. You instinctively whimpered as you realized what he was doing, this seemed to alert him as he looked back up at you after he tied it.

"Shh..." he whispered reassuringly, kissing your cheek. "It's okay. If it's too much, we can stop. Just say the word sweetheart. I'm right here, you're okay."

You nodded, closing your eyes and relaxing against his touch. "I trust you..." you whispered.

You felt him smile against your neck as he leaned in and sank his teeth into you. You stifled a soft cry at the sensation of pleasurable pain that surged through you, your voice hitching within your throat as you tried not to give in to him so quickly.

You felt the warm trickle of blood from his little love bite run gently down your neck, pooling in the crevice of your collarbone and down your bare chest. The warm crimson fluid growing cold, leaving a rush of goosebumps on your skin in its wake. Only for Alastor to walk around his desk and stand in front of you, lapping it up with his tongue. Making a point to stop, suck and nibble on various parts of your chest on his way to your neck.

You found yourself lost in his touch while his hands roamed up your body, starting at your thighs and working their way up to your breasts as he marked your skin with his mouth. He had already worked you up so much downstairs you soon found yourself desperate for him, your body aching for him to keep making you feel good. In need of some sort of relief you closed your legs tightly at the knee, alleviating just some of the arousal you felt brewing in your core. You could feel how wet you were getting, on your thighs and on his desk below you.

"Keep. Them. Spread." He growled, reaching down and lightly smacking the side of your upper thigh. You instinctively let out a soft, quiet squeak as he did and you begrudgingly spread your legs for him again.

"Please... I don't wanna wait anymore." You whined softly. He only chuckled mockingly at your plea, pulling away and smiling devilishly down at you.

"Too bad, this is a part of your punishment."

His fingertips grazed along your bodice; tracing everywhere but where you thought it'd feel best. Static emanated from his touch and it only drove you even more mad. Slowly trailing up your stomach, your muscles involuntarily clenching here and there from his caresses; inching, creeping, teasingly moving in closer to your nipples only to veer off course at the last second. Depriving a sensitive spot on your body in attempt to get you even more worked up... And it was working. He hadn't even dared bring his hands past your hips since the last time. And you were dangerously close to praying that he would travel lower and give you some more attention.