Warning rape and mentions of brutal punishments
Angel was forced to work overtime under Valentino's orders, after his absence for the last few days. But thanks to the contract he signed with Kara, Valentino couldn't touch Angel even if he tried. Kara's contract indicated that her protection came in the form of a body spell around Angel. Only Angel could allow anyone to touch him; but for someone like Valentino, if he tried to touch Angel without permission, the spell would kick in and put the ungrateful rat in pain, physical or mental. A little trick Kara had learned when dealing with unwanted and handsy guests at her club.
One night after Angel's shift in the porn studio, he stopped at Kara's club for a quiet night at the bar. Kara didn't seem to mind Angel coming in late; plus she had a guest room all set up for Angel for when he wanted to spend the night here. To his surprise, Alastor was there too, even though a karaoke club wasn't his scene. When Alastor saw Angel sitting at the bar table, he immediately turned to walk away. But Angel spotted him, "Hey little deer." he said in a seductive voice that made Alastor twitch. "Want to have some fun with me tonight?"
"You're really putting my patience on my limit, Angel," Alastor stated when he turned to face Angel.
Angel ignored Alastor's comment and then poured Alastor a glass of wine. "Now that I have your attention, I wanted to talk with you," Angel stated.
"Not happening." Alastor quickly said.
"How about this, if you drink with me and have a little conversation, I'm not gonna talk and mess with you again," Angel explained, holding out the glass of wine for Alastor.
Alastor was merely skeptical that Angel would keep his end of the deal. Angel called out Alastor for being afraid which made him glare at Angel. So he agreed to the deal and for safe measure, he grabbed the glass from Angel in case he spiked it with something. The two of them started talking and drinking, Alastor enjoyed talking to Angel for once. Two hours passed and three wine bottles later, the two of them were slowly getting drunk. And now another, two hours had gone by and the two of them had finished off six bottles. The effects of the alcohol were making their faces blush red.
Alastor found Angel an interesting person to talk to which was rare because he's not a social person. But like all good things that happen in Angel's life, they come to an end. A deal is a deal, he wasn't going to flirt with Alastor anymore. But it was fun getting to know Alastor a little better. "Can I say something?" Alastor asked.
"Of course!" Angel replied.
"I thought you wanted to make me drunk to make me do... you know... 'stuff', but I was wrong." Alastor stated.
Angel didn't seem to mind; most people see him as just a hoe, and they weren't wrong. He didn't realize that he had said all that to Alastor. He laughed it off saying that the alcohol was making him talk like an idiot. He stopped laughing when he saw Alastor's expression turn sour. "I'm sorry to make you uncomfortable. I'm going to keep the deal, so you don't worry about me anymore... I'm...."
"If you say 'sorry' again... I'm going to be pretty upset." Alastor said, cutting Angel off.
When Angel saw Alastor's face turn to rage, he flinched up. He didn't even notice the tears streaming down his face, the fear took over. He told Alastor that he was going upstairs to the guest room for the night and he'd see Alastor at the hotel in the morning. Angel had only taken a few steps when he felt Alastor grab his hand. The blush on Angel's face deepened; Alastor asked Angel if he wanted to continue their deal. Angel wanted to continue the deal; he liked getting closer to Alastor and if he needed to stay away to get that, then he was going to. But Alastor didn't want to stop talking with Angel.

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