Your Afterlife (Alastor x reader) Hazbin Hotel

Chapter 17

Timeskip 30 minutes:

For the last 15 minutes, I've tried explaining to Alastor why his behaviour was wrong.
Tho it seemed to be not easy for him to grasp those concepts since he lived in a very different time with very traditional ways of living.

I looked at him, sighing: "Do you understand now why your behaviour was totally uncalled for?"
He grunted: "I suppose so."
I grunted back: "Apologise to Angel this instant now."
Alastor's eyes twitched: "Fine! I'll be off then."
Then he left my room quickly.

Timeskip 5 minutes:

He returned to my room.
I hugged him: "So how did apologising go?"

He looked very annoyed.
In an irritated tone, he snarked with a still very wide grin on his face: "Oh it went greattttt! I walked in on them performing a sexual act. Then I had even another thing to apologize for. I was apologizing to them while they stared at me uncomfortably."
I abruptedly raised my voice: "IS KNOCKING ALSO A FOREIGN CONCEPT TO YOU?"

Al looked at me a bit confused: "But dear, what precisely are you upset about?"
I sighed: "I need a bit of time for myself, okay? You're annoying."

Just as I said those words out loud, I already regretted it. Wanting to take back what I said. But what is said is said and one can't make it unsaid anymore.

He just blinked at me: "Fine! Have it your way! But once you realize your mistake, you're going to be the one being on your knees and begging me for forgiveness."

I whispered: "I'm sorry. It just came out of me. I didn't mean it like this. I just need a bit of time for myself, okay? Like a day where we have a bit of space. Lately, we've spend a bit too much time together."

But he just walked out the door.
Well done, y/n.
But first, I'll have some me-time and then I'll worry about Al.

So I let in a nice soothing warm bath in my bathtub. And while laying in the tub, the soothing water washed my worries away. I just kept laying there in utter relaxation for hours until someone just opened the door and walked in.

This must be Alastor. All the others apart from Alastor would knock and wait for my confirmation before walking in. The steps were going through the main room, realising that I must be in the bathroom, there finally was someone knocking on my bathroom door.

A voice said: "Dear, may I come in?"
I stuttered: "Well... I'm taking a bath right now... so.... whatever come in."
He opened the door hesistantly and shyly walked closer to the bathtub.

He awkwardly rambled: "First, I was sort of offended and confused but I decided getting Charlie's opinion about your behaviour. And she... explained to me that some occassional me-time is healthy and good for a relationship. So I suppose I'm sorry about earlier."

In a relaxed tone, I hummed: "It's fine, darling."
He hummed back: "You indeed sound much more relaxed now. And you look really ravishing."

I hummed in a flirtatious tone: "Wanna take this to the bedroom?"
His grin widened: "With pleasure!"
He then grabbed my body and picked me up out of the bathtub effortlessly. He carried me to my main room where he pushed me on the bed.

🍋SMUT warning! Proceed with caution🍋
He quickly got himself undressed. Completely this time. He was laying on top of me. Showing his usual dominant behaviour in bed. He started kissing me tenderly at first but the kisses turned more and more passionate and heated. With his claws, he explored all of my upper body. He started kissing my neck and biting it softly.
The bites brought pain as well as a weird form of pleasure. His claws then carressed my breasts and massaged them. Alastor noticed that I was already being all wet for him. Once he realised, he smirked at me: "Good girl."
Without warning, he then instanteneously wracked his length inside of me. Upon entry, I moaned heavily at the sensation of feeling his lenth inside me again. He joined my moans as well. He kept kissing me passionately on the lips. First, he was going back and forth quite slowly but with every few thrusts, he was speeding it up and putting more force into his thrusts so they felt harder and harder. My legs started shaking intensively. I could feel how I was about to reach my climax. I whimpered: "Please- release me."
He then abruptedly stopped, seemingly wanting to torture me with keeping my orgasm at bay yet. He pulled his length outside to increase my yearning for it. Not liking the lack of dick inside me, I scratched his upper body while desperately moaning: "Please. I'm begging you. I want you all deep inside me. I want to feel it to the fullest and hardest. Pleaseeeeee."
Without further ado, he dominantly wracked it in there. He then continued again. Making each thrust harder than the one before and speeding it up again rapidly. He then kept switching between slowing it down and speeding up again. Until he hit my sweet spot and I moaned his name loudly in absolute pleasure and ecstasy.
Hearing me moan his name like this in such a high state of ecstasy was the last straw for him to cum as well. I felt his very warm load. While he pulled out, a fair amount of it just dripped out. We kept laying on the bed for a bit, panting.
THE SMUT IS ENDING HERE.

He snapped his fingers. Now we were both dressed again.

He hummed: "I must admit performing sexual acts with you is quite enjoyable, dearest. One could get accustomed."
I hummed back: "I feel the same way, Al."

After a few minutes, he help his right hand towards me: "May I ask you for a dance with me, milady?"
I smiled at him: "Why yes, I'd be delighted."

He snapped his fingers to get the vinyl record in his room started with classical music. I reached for his hands. The first tune started. We quickly got out of bed, standing on the floor.

Listening to the tune, moving in unison with it. For these moments, it felt as if we were frozen in time. As if nothing mattered apart from me and Alastor and the beauty of classical music.
His smile looked genuine. And I found myself lost in his eyes.