𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

🍋Rut is a bitch🍋

Alastor opened his eyes and turned his head, seeing his newly wed husband asleep beside him.

He smiled and kissed Angel's head before sitting up.

And there it was; pure, agonizing pain in his abdomen. He covered his mouth to hold in loud, pained groans.

Wait... What month was it again?

Alastor opened his phone(that Angel forced him to get.)to check what month it was since his calender was too far away for him to see without getting up.

October 1st, 2023.

He was in rut.

Alastor tried to drive the more.. sexual thoughts away from his mind by recalling the events that took place on his wedding day a week ago.
Although picturing Angel in his wedding dress, looking so very beautiful, only fueled his rut even more.

"Mmh, Al?" A soft voice mumbled, "Yes, darling?" The deer replied, cursing himself at how strained his voice sounded.

"Are ya okay?" Angel asked, sitting up and looking at Alastor with worry, "Ya feel really hot."

"I- am fine." The Radio Demon couldn't help but sneak a glance or two at his darling's breasts, "Are ya sure?" He nodded.

"Okay, get dressed. We got lots ta' do today." Angel got up from the bed after kissing his husband's cheek.

And his very, very short nightgown wasn't helping Alastor.

If I bend my head a little, I'll be able to see his panti- NO.

The arachnid opened his drawer and began to change. In front of Alastor. And of course, the buck couldn't help but stare at his beaus heavenly body. His soft, round curves. His breasts. His round ass.

No, mother raised you better then this! Alastor scolded himself, "Al?" Angel called and he turned his head towards Angel's direction, "Yes dearie?"

The arachnid stood by the calender, hand on his hip, "Ya in rut."

"I did not want to bother you with it, dear. It is-" Another spike of pain in his abdomen, "F- fine."

Angel sighed, undressed himself, and got back into bed with Alastor.

"A- Angel, it is fine, really. I will be able to handle it." Angel looked at Alastor, "I know how bad your rut can get, babes. Don't fool me."
Angel sat in Alastors lap and started to unbutton his sleep shirt, his lower hands working on sliding off his pants.

The deer unclipped his loves bra then basically ripped off his panties.

Alastor was soon on top of his now bare husband, staring down at him.

"Your so soft and so beautiful when you look like this." Alastor teased, kissing and biting his Angels neck. The spider whimpered and lightly moaned.
"Mmm, Al.." He whined. Alastor sneaked his hand in between his beaus legs to rub his soft, wet heat.

"A- aah!" Angel moaned, feeling two of Alastors fingers slowly rub his clit. "O- Oh, that's- mmm! T- that's real good, honey.." Angel moaned out.

Alastor bit his darlings neck as he finally forced himself inside of the tight, wet heat between his beaus legs.

"A- AAH!" Angel cried out as the deer started thrusting fast. Pounding deep into his lover.
"F- Faster!.. Faster, Alastor!" The spider stammered over his words.

My Angel. My mate. My husband. He's only mine..

The amount of force Alastor put into his thrusts made the bed creak and groan, slapping the headboard against the wall.

"Your feel perfect, mon petit ange. So tight and wet.. so gorgeous and obedient. I might just keep you underneath me until my rut is over."
"Keep- ngh!- fucking me like this and I- Aah!- w.. won't complain." Angel responded with a series of moans and whimpers. "Then your in for a long and bumpy ride, mon cher."