Cake And Ice Cream (Alastor x Vaggie /Hazbin hotel ff)

Chapter 1

(tw: eating disorders/SA warning)

Vaggie's POV

Being around the new guy slash serial killer Alastor is immensely unpleasant. The dislike I feel for him is immeasurable especially how touchy he is around literally everyone! Around me especially! He would slap my butt every time he have the chance, every time he sees me frowning around him which happens often since I have what we call a resting bitch-face. Only if I could just punch him square in the nose, I would but Charlie would not like that because Alastor is already part of our 'family' as what she calls it. In my personal opinion, he just charmed Charlie to be with us using his sickish huge grin and deceiving 'charming' crimson eyes. But I must admit he have a positive impact on our  hotel, he fixed all the mess and put up a small bar which I do not condone still! But this is Charlie's decision and I know she won't let anything harm our hotel. But I do know Alastor is only here to watch us  fail our goals and crumble because that's just who he is: a total fucking horrible psychopath.

During our hotel meeting, Alastor snapped his fingers to catch my attention not realizing I am zoning out. He forced me to eat cake saying I'm not looking my best today with of course such sarcasm, I refused his mocking offer but he insisted! I could not refuse any longer when my worried girlfriend, Charlie is the one who asked me to eat the dessert.

Too much carbs. One slice of cake finished.

After the meeting I left all composed but that collected act disappeared once I am no longer in their range of sight. I rushed to the hotel's public bathroom seeing a large mirror near the sink, I rushed up towards the said sink and gripped the counter, staring at my reflection for a moment mentally pleading myself not to give in to what I am about to do, yet failing, as always. Quickly I shoved two fingers down my throat gagging at myself, squeezing my eyes shut desperately wanting to get rid of the small portion of food Alastor forced me to eat earlier out of my system already!

In the middle of my vomiting, I hear footsteps coming inside the bathroom and stopping at least I think eight steps behind me. I immediately sensed Alastor's presence. Of course! Who else would find my suffering enjoying?

Once I'm done, I wiped my mouth smirking in defeat gripping on the counter and looking down to it quite annoyed, trembling from vomitting too much I told him, "You should head back with everyone, they're surely going to the bar area for a drink. I am fine here. Just needed a bathroom break." My voice is shaking and I honestly feel weak. I kept throwing up until there is nothing to puke out anymore especially that my stomach only contained one slice of cake and nothing more. No heavy meals, no fruity drinks, only a few glasses of water.

Alastor mused, "You don't look well, my darling  doll. Here, I bought you some ice cream!"Alastor walked across the floor to stand beside me placing and pushing a small container of cold ice cream on the counter towards me. I glanced down to the melting ice cream, "You should stop being such a wuss, Vaggie doll. It's just," he deepened his pronunciation on the last word, his tone clearly provoking me, "food."

I cringed by the nickname he happily gave me  ever since we first spoke only to make me suffer and especially I cringed at the fact he's too close to me right now again for my own liking!

Still looking down, I bit my lip really wanting to rage but remained my cool! "Why are you here? To make fun of me? Right. I'm having issues with the way I weight so you can fuck off now, Alastor. You've seen my pathetic side enough!" I glared at at his reflection on the large immaculate mirror in front of us and saw him looking back to me on the mirror with a cold, unpleased stare. I despise the condescending expressions that he uses! He makes sure that I see that to purposely press my nerves and it never failed to annoy me, one of his many talents is to manipulate people, to make people react the way he wanted them to! And he's doing that now too. He wants to see me lash out and lose it because he finds it, as usual, entertaining!

"You know there are other ways to lose weight. You can eat a little bit of carbs and I'll help you burn those." He offered a smile beside me, pulling some of my long hair to his grinning mouth and inhaling my scent. This perverted action he is doing is the last straw! "You can't keep this facade forever, dear. You'll only hurt yourself more."

"What do you mea—" Alastor slipped his gloved fingers through my hair and harshly pulled back causing a groan to escape my mouth. Surprised, I looked to what he is doing from the mirror, wincing, watching as he walked behind me and stood there only to bend me back right over the counter when I tried to get away from him! He tugged on my hair more from behind me causing tears to form in my eyes in pain, "Alastor!" I cried his name and writhed around for a few more escape attempts. He hummed sweetly like assaulting me is normal, like degrading me is normal. I gritted my teeth hissing. He never assaulted me this badly before! What has gotten into his sick head? Keeping me bent over the counter, he used his other, very strong, free arm and wrapped that around my throat pressing hard enough to only lightly choke me. From that action alone indicates he have no plans of murdering me but torturing me instead. I gasped desperately clutching on his arm, Alastor leaning over, his chest weighting down on my back to seize me better, rubbing his manhood on my butt pulling a horrified scream from my lips! I continued struggling, squirming and resisting! Alastor pressing his lips into my ear and pulling harder on my hair, my scalp burning!

"This is what I mean, my little doll." Alastor snickered into my ear breathlessly before feeling him biting on it! I cried out in pain, the pain too unbearable I stopped moving at all, my body grew limp surely this is his way of behaving me. "There, there..." He cooed, out of breath himself, after feeling my body deflate and all I am is an exhausted person panting for air. Alastor clearly had a difficult time taming me but at the end he succeeded. He panted more and removed his hold from my hair. I was about to fall on my knees from lack of strength but he made sure to keep me up by tying his arms firmly around my arms and chest. The two of us trying to steady our breathing. Laughing as if he just won first place on a running race, he pressed his mouth against my sweating temple and whispered, "Good girl..."

I looked to the floor on our shoes and I could see a lot of blood dripping there from my ear and when I looked away from seeing it I saw the ice cream on the counter instead, only reminding me of my affair with Alastor.

Charlie, my girlfriend, will murder not only me but Alastor as well.

Damn it...!

"What do you want?" I breathe out a moment after silence. "You never touched me this way before. You are only teasing and pinching me but this is below the belt, asshole!"

Alastor squeezed me tighter, placing a chaste kiss on the corner of my eye, I felt him smile against my face, "I want you. All of these. Owning you. I really hate seeing you starve, my little doll. It hurts me! Just watching you starve yourself makes me hungry and my appetite is searching for your taste."

I scoffed, huffing the strands of hair away from my bedraggled face! "Just say that you love to ruin other people in any ways there is! This excites you!   Sneaking up to me, holding me so much— you are a horrible person!"

"Who said I'm not?" Alastor laughed, reaching around me using one hand to take my chin and lift it up so I had no choice but to look at our reflections on the mirror. I looked horrendous! My hair is a mess and my lipstick is smudged, my eyeshadow barely there anymore while Alastor is just grinning sickishly! "Now, are you going to eat that ice cream and fill your growling stomach or I'll have to bend you over to that counter again but with shoving something between your legs this time?"

"Asshole...!"