The Sacrificial Lamb Looks Tasty (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 17: I'm still curious. 🍋

Quick Note: Content warning for this chapter specifically. This is the second part of the two parter! Themes of sexual activity involved. If you'd prefer to skip this chapter, I'll post a synopsis in the next chapter that will cover the main plot points while still being appropriate. But who are we kidding?! Have fun you sinners!

Also, this chapter will be a bit longer, but for good reason, I promise!

Alastor didn't respond to my question. I wonder if he's not sure how to respond. He also didn't deny me though. I move so that I'm on all fours facing him, crawling towards him. Before I even touch him, Alastor is removing his jacket. I know him to be a neat and tidy guy, yet he just tosses his jacket on the floor. He's much more focused on what's happening between us, which is kind of nice. This is the permission I was looking for to know that he was, indeed, still curious.

I sit up a bit and start unbuttoning Alastor's slacks, making eye contact with him just to be sure he has no quorums with me continuing. As I slowly tug on his slacks to pull them down Alastor kicks off his shoes, unties his bowtie and removes his shirt.

The only thing remaining in my way is his underwear. I gently run my hand up and down his length without taking him out yet, which rewards me with another moan. Just feeling him through this piece of clothing makes me excited to see what's underneath.

I don't look at his member right away, I continue to look up at him as I move his underwear out of the way. I have him in one hand and quickly realize that I can't close my one hand around it. "Seriously?!" I mutter, finally looking at what I'm dealing with.

Alastor is definitely larger than what I was expecting considering his slim frame. I'm not sure if that's a demon thing or if he just grew up lucky. How on earth has he been hiding this weapon?! This isn't going to fit... is it?

"Something wrong?" Alastor questions. I can't tell if he's being snide or if he's actually asking.

"Wrong isn't the word I would use." I clarify. "Just, I don't know how you expect that's going to..." I don't finish my sentence, hoping that he understands where I'm going with this thought.

"Oh, it will." He sounds so confident. I'm not nearly that confident! "I'm sure of it." He takes one of his hands and puts it on my shoulder. I can tell he's going to push me back to lay the mattress.

"Wait wait." I rush. Alastor stops, I can tell he's confused. I lightly run my hand up and down his shaft and he seems more relaxed. I test the water a little and lick him once from the base of his shaft to the tip to see if he has any objections. His head slowly goes back as he moans again. So, this is something he seems to be okay with and enjoys.

I lick his tip one more time before slowly putting the tip of his dick in my mouth. I don't know how long or how far I'll be able to keep this up, considering his size, but it's fun for me to see him enjoying this interaction.

As I suck the tip of his dick, I slowly insert a little more each time, holding the base of his dick with my hand. "Holy..." He doesn't finish the phrase, but I have a feeling I know what he was going to say. I don't think I've ever heard him swear. He moves his hand to the back of my head, his fingers gliding through my hair. I know my thoughts should be only focused on this moment, but I want to know if this is completely new to him, or if he's done this before.

As I'm thinking about it, he pushes my face into him more, forcing me to take him in more than I originally anticipated. I try to pull back, but his hand is not budging. I can feel his tip going down my throat and I can't breathe. I'm afraid I'm going to choke!