Alastor X Reader: Blood For Freedom

50. Daddy

*** LEMONS AHEAD entirely skippable, and read at your own risk as I feel this one might be controversial even amongst smut fans. But hey, it came into my head and I wrote it so now ya'll can suffer with me.

*** Vox's POV ***

I knew that Alastor was petty, but never quite understood by how much until today. It was the afternoon and I was just chilling in my broadcast room with Val lounging upside down in an extra chair, his head on my lap. All kinds of things playing on the TVs around us when out of the corner of my eye I saw something black and red. Immediately I turned my head and found it to be security footage from the day the Hazbin Hotel crew came to visit our head quarters, which included you and Alastor.

I was so surprised that there was footage of Alastor that wasn't glitching out that I didn't think about the fact as to why. So I took the footage and put it on my main TV. My entire screen going firetruck red as I realized what I was watching.

Alastor had you pulled close to him kissing you fervor. He slammed a door to one of our smaller conference rooms open with one hand barely looking where he was going before he pinned you up against the wall. This must have been what happened during that brief time you two seemed to have disappeared.

Once your back hit the wall what looked like a shadow helped him out, grabbing you by your thighs and hoisting you up a little higher allowing Alastor to use one hand to pin both your wrists above your head and the other hiked up your skirt. High enough for him to have access, but still leaving it draped over so there was nothing to see. He wasted no time plunging a hand underneath it.

You gave a deep moan against his lips, letting me know he had in fact pried you open with is fingers. A few long minutes later he pulled his hand out with a wet squelching noise, leaving you panting. At this point Val had risen from my lap, also intently watching the screen.

Alastor pulled the hand from your insides and licked you off of them quickly before swiftly undoing his belt to pull his pants down just enough to free his cock, peering into your face hungrily the whole time.

"Wow. He is... Well endowed." Valentino commented as he observed Alastor's entire member moments before it disappeared under your skirt and presumably into you.

"Not helping." I muttered back.

The demon used his now free hand to hold your neck and pull it up and to the side revealing to him the soft part of your neck where his lips connected a few moments after. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, one grabbing a fistfull of his hair, your mouth open in a silent scream. Your expression conveyed complete bliss as your eyes fluttered closed and you let him have his way with you.

"You are mine." I heard Alastor's low crackling voice on the recording.

"Yes... " You mewled, each of his thrusts interrupting your breath like it was hitting all the way to your lungs.

"Say yes daddy." He growled.

"Yes daddy! Aaaahhnnn!" You obliged as he gave you another deep thrust, your whole body arching to accommodate.

I knew right at that moment what this was. It was a message. You must have told him about me asking you out in the cafe, and he was not enthused but decided not to kill me. Instead opting to show me you were his in no unclear terms, the first time for him to be caught on film in years and it was him claiming you in my own building. This was better than him presenting you my head or skull most likely, but it arguably hurt more.

"MMmmnnhh... What a good girl you are." He cooed into your ear, putting one thumb into your mouth, causing your stifled moans to become more guttural. His smile broadened in satisfaction at each one.

I wanted to stop watching, but I couldn't take my eyes away as he kept pounding into you, every connect of your hips making a soft wet noise. He dragged his thumb down, now holding your chin so he could watch you face as he ravaged your insides.

"Alastor! I'm... I.." your voice cracked and you wrapped you legs around him desperately.

"Come for daddy." He ordered in such a uncanny voice it sent shivers down my own spine. Immediately your whole body convulsed, and he used his hand to push your mouth into his neck as to muffle your outburst but I could still hear it against his collar. He tilted his head down to your ear and continued in that low, rasping almost growl, "Good girl~"

A couple of seconds later Alastor's face gave away his euphoric bliss as his head rolled back, mouth agape in a breathy exhale. I could see drops of fluid fall down from between you on hardwood. The bastard had filled you so full it poured out.

Still breathing heavily, Alastor let go of your wrists and let you raise your eyes to his adoring gaze. He looked in your eyes like the whole world was in them, your own sparkling back with just as much longing. He brought his fingertips to your cheeks, kissing your nose and jawline gently. I could see he had forgotten himself completely in your eyes, what started out as a petty message to your's truely, morphed into this moment of love struck haze.

"I love you, my special little sunshine." Alastor's words hit me harder than the acts before them. His voice lacked almost any static and it carried pure love. He meant it. Every word, every syllable, every breath. Before I told my self this was just some entertainment for him, and you either were fine with it or got manipulated into believing him. But hearing this I knew I was just in denial. My own little crush seeming kind of silly in comparison.

"I love you too, my starlight." You responded returning his loving kisses with your own. I wanted to be angry at you both but I couldn't, especially not you. I couldn't resist him even when I knew he didn't care, or even when he hated me. Deservedly so. But how were you supposed to resist him when his whole being seemed to crave and want you?

I knew that my actions that one night had ruined any type of friendship we could have had. No matter how much I told my self or the others that it was just a small mistake, a lapse in judgement, I knew deep down that I fucked up. I should have handled it all completely differently, but I didn't. Instead I was impulsive, stupid and selfish. Now I was watching as he found deep love with some one else. 

Alastor kissed your neck again, and you giggled sweetly. His shadow placed you down gently while Alastor used one hand to hold your waist and the other to snap his fingers to clean both of you up. But you didn't leave the room right away, instead you held the embrace, like there was no where else you two wanted to be, reluctant to go back out and catch up with us. The footage started glitching lightly like Alastor had remembered him self, but before it could go fully Valentino stepped in front of the screen, towering over me still sitting on my broadcasting chair.

"Thats enough of that, don't you think?" He murmured quietly, stalking up closer to me bending over to put his hands on my knees then sliding them up, his thumbs pressing on my inner thighs. "How about you let Daddy make you feel all better?"

"Please do." I stammered out.

Val began fiddling with my belt and buttons and I raised my arm briefly to take the footage from the screen and delete it. I had no use for it except to torture myself with it. It couldn't even be used as any sort of leverage because clearly by how territorial he was he would make the announcement himself on his own broadcast if he felt that was needed to establish who you belong to.

"Nnngggh... hhaa" I hissed as Valentino's tongue wrapped around my cock, and I tried to focus on that rather than the pained feeling in my chest.