Feels Like Drowning

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(Disclaimer, please read: I'm fxcking well aware that realistically a fight between these two would be over in like two seconds -no contest. Suspend reality for the sake of keeping things interesting in the fic. Not everything was canon when the story started and I'm not backpedaling now. Okay? Okay. Thanks besties 💕)
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~~~~~~flashback~~~~~~

"Al," You laughed tiredly.

The deer demon chuckled against your skin, his warm breath tickling your neck as he continued to kiss you. Trailing his lips down your jugular.

Sprawled out, the two of you shared your living-room sofa. Having woken up from a short nap, you tuned into the sensation of his affection; and the low, quiet sound of a vinyl record that had finished playing some time ago. Welcoming the waking world around you as you smiled, and merely held him closer.

His body was warm as he lay up against you. You could feel his chest expanding and compressing as he breathed while you cradled your arms around him.

His doting gestures gradually snaked lower, down to your shoulder. Kisses became gentle nips at your skin. All the while you appreciated his enthusiasm, you weren't in the mood at the present time.

"Alastor, please;" you protested gently. Still smiling as you pressed a hand to his shoulder and pushed him away an inch or two. "I love you but not now."

His ears flattened against his skull and he looked at you with concern. Worried that perhaps he may have unintentionally done something to upset you.

"Is everything alright?" He asked sweetly. Propping himself up on his forearms so he may look at you and still be close.

"I'm just exhausted, hun." You explained. Brushing back a few strands of his hair and out of his eyes. Alastor subconsciously leaned into you, almost nuzzling your hand as he found comfort in your loving touch.

"I've had a long night of being on my feet in those stupid heels." You went on to say. "Plus I'm... still a little sore from the last time."

"If we were going too rough you could have asked to slow down, darling." He tsked. "I know we get a little wild at times, but I don't want to actually harm you."

"I didn't stop you because I wasn't complaining at the time." You blushed. "I'd rather just cuddle tonight if that's okay with you..."

He gave you a genuine, small but sweet smile- and lightly smooched the tip of your nose. The action making you instinctively scrunch up your face, and making you giggle at his silliness. His eyes glowed a bit brighter at the sound of your laughter and the sight of your smile. His pupils dilating slightly as well.

"If that is what my sweetheart wants, then that is what my sweetheart will get." He hummed.

"You're not upset?" You wondered.

He threw his head back with a playful scoff before returning to meet your loving gaze.

"I willingly lived in celibacy before you and I started doing the horizontal-tango. I can handle a 'no' once in a while."

"What a gentleman." You chuckled. Bringing him close to you.

"Yes, the bare minimum of respect in the form of abiding consent. I'm the peak of perfection."

"More than most are willing to offer down here."

"The bar is so low one would have to dig into soil to stoop any lower." He sighed. Laying back down, he rest his head against your chest. Finding a sense of serenity as he tuned in to the steady sound of your heart beating.

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