Alastor x Female Oneshots
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#1 in Hazbin 10/6/23
Alastor was very protective of you. Whether it be you're going out with friends or if you were doing something with the possibility of getting hurt. You liked how he cared for you but hated how it was every time you wanted to do something. You were going to a party with Angel and Cherri but you haven't told Alastor yet because you didn't know how he would react. Especially with the outfit you had picked out to wear.
He would surely flip his lid. Honestly, you probably weren't going to tell him and just flee when you have the chance. You could handle his wrath anyway. The party was planned to start at 7 and it was 5 but Alastor was still around you.
"Oh darling." Alastor called you as he walked to your side, "I need to go to the office for a few hours. I should be back before you know it."
This was perfect. You smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Ok, handsome." You smiled.
"Don't go anywhere, my dear." He chuckled.
"Oh I promise." You lied.
He went on his way and Angel ran to you, "(Y/n), what the hell? Why didn't you tell him?"
"Do you not remember the last time we told him we were going to a party?" You asked.
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"Good point." Angel replied.
"Plus he'd flip about everything I'm doing tonight. And he'll kiss me if he sees the dress I picked out." You added.
"Ooo lemme see."
You showed him the dress:
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"Sexy." He commented, "I love it."
"I just hope we leave the hotel before he comes back." You said.
"Hurry!" He exclaimed, "I'll let Cherri know."
You hopped in the shower and began getting ready. You had no idea how much time had passed, but Angel knocked on your door.
"(Y/n), it's 6:30!" He yelled, "we gotta get going!"
You snapped your head towards the clock, "shit, just go ahead so we can beat the line!"
"Let's go Cherri!" Angel said before they left the hotel.
You were slightly panicking as you finished your makeup. You put on your shoes and hurry to the door. You froze as you saw the door knob jiggle. Alastor opened the door, smiling at you. His smile grew wider and more wicked, you knew you were in trouble.
He tilted his as he continued smiling, "where are you going, my dear?"
"Uhhh." You lost your words, "out?"
"Out where?" He asked, "It couldn't be another one of those outrageous parties that Angel and Cherri invite you to, could it?"
"It's not that kind of party, Al." You glared.
"Then what kind of party has the theme of dressing like a whore?" He smirked as he shut and locked the door.
"It's just a dress, Al." You said.
"You know how I feel about certain outfits of yours, darling." He circled around you.
"What's wrong with this one?" You questioned.
"Well. . ." He pinned your wrists above your head against the wall with his left hand, "I don't like how easily accessible it is, love. Any demon can get their hands on what's mine. And I don't share what is mine."
"Who said I was open to anyone?" You smirked, slightly struggling against his hold on you, only making him tighten his grip.
"The dress says it all, darling." He grinned widely, "I must say, this is quite disloyal of you. Because look how easy it was to pin you. . .and I still have a free hand."
"Or maybe I'm allowing you to have your way with me." You replied.
"Oh but what if a demon were to be stronger than you and have his way with you?" He questioned, "I would have to tear off his head with my teeth."
"You're so overprotective and think too much of it, Al." You rolled your eyes, "It's just a dress."
He immediately latched his teeth onto your collarbone, causing you to yelp. He began sucking your soft, precious skin, slowly making his way up to the side of your neck.
"Alastor~" You slightly moaned.
Without warning, he slid his free hand into your underwear, making you yelp again. His cold hand touching your warm slit made you shiver.
"Al~" You whined.
He continued sucking your neck, then gently started rubbing your clit. You controlled your moans and they just sounded like whimpers. He smashed his lips into yours, biting your bottom lip and begging for entrance. You didn't budge until he quickened his pace, making you moan and give him access. You whimpered into the kiss as your legs began trembling, feeling that tightening knot in your stomach.
He stopped, making that sensation disappear instantly, your legs still trembling on the verge of collapsing. He pulled away from the kiss, smirking at you.
"Now, change outfits or you're not going to that party." He growled.
"Y-yes A-Alastor." You whimpered.
"You know what?" He said, "forget that. You're not going anywhere. You deserve punishment for not informing me about where you were running to. Tonight. . . .you are all mine."
