Criminal Love - Alastor X Female Reader

Chapter 2 - First Kiss

Art credit: ii.kenzie.vi

17 years old

Alastor observed your quiet demeanour upon your return from school once more.

He was beginning to feel a sense of frustration towards the environment there, as it seemed to be a constant source of either gossip, emotional distress due to conflicts, or annoyance from arguments.

"What happened, (Y/N)?" Alastor sighed on the verge of incinerating the school in frustration.

"It is rather... silly." You muttered, avoiding his eye contact.

"My dear! Nothing you express is silly. It is simply an unavoidable aspect of maturation."

Your gaze gradually met the honey brown eyes of your best friend before releasing another dejected groan.

"I was teased because everyone discovered that I have not kissed anyone." (Y/N) cheeks turned a slightly noticeable shade of red.

Alastor regretted asking the question. He genuinely dislikes this school because it is causing you to experience a range of emotions and prompting you to question numerous aspects of your life.

"What seems to be the issue?" Alastor furrowed his brow, not comprehending the urgency. He conducted himself in a manner befitting a gentleman.

"Well, that was my initial impression. However, they proceeded to force Paul into an unwanted kiss, placing him in an uncomfortable situation and mistaking my reaction for fear." (Y/N) explained, as you then let out a huff of annoyance.

Alastor's eyes narrowed gradually as he processed this information. "They did what?" He uttered in a low, menacing tone.

(Y/N) appeared visibly surprised by his reaction, as you had never witnessed such a response from Alastor before.

"That is how I felt as well, Al." You groaned, placing your body down on the bed face first.

Alastor took a moment to consider.

"Would you like to... attempt it?" He abruptly inquired.

No response.

The brunette was visibly distressed by the lack of response, concerned that his request may have irreparably damaged their friendship.

Abruptly, (Y/N) assumed an upright position, intently staring at the young man's eyes to see if he was serious.

"Wait, you mean we give it a shot? Like, kiss?" You asked, making sure you heard it right.

"If you are comfortable with the idea, you will be able to truthfully state that you have done so, you can avoid any pressure they may be placing on you..." Alastor attempted to explain while emitting a nervous chuckle.

"Well, why not! I trust you completely." You smiled warmly, causing his eyes to briefly open in surprise before settling into a gentle smile.

You shifted closer to the boy, your hands resting nervously on your lap.

"So..."

You began to feel a bit anxious. Alastor, for a moment, simply gazed into your (E/C) eyes, becoming lost in their depths.

Alastor gently tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. He gazed at you intently, seeking your consent.

You nodded slightly, your heart racing with anticipation. Alastor leaned in, his eyes fixed on your lips. With a sense of assurance, you closed your eyes and met him halfway.

Your lips touched, and a surge of emotions flooded through you. It felt like a perfect union, a moment of pure bliss.

A sudden shock went down your body as Alastor pulled you to his lap, bringing you closer.

The brunette couldn't withhold the emotions he was feeling. His greed and emotion intensified wanting more. A simple first kiss turned into a steamy makeout session in your room.

Alastor nibbled at your bottom lip for entrance as you let out a small gasp, gaining him access, his tongue-

"(Y/N)?" You heard your mother call hearing the front door close.

Both you and Alastor withdrew, glancing at your closed bedroom door and then at each other panting a little trying to both catch your breath, realising that you both had flustered cheeks, your lips felt plump from those delicious lips of his

In a swift motion, you swiftly moved to your desk and pretended to be engrossed in your homework, while Alastor promptly picked up a random book from your bed and began to read.

A gentle knock was then heard on your door as it creaked open.

"(Y/N)?"

"Hello, Mother." You smiled, looking up from your paperwork.

"I apologise for interrupting your work. I wanted to ensure you arrived home safely."

She then looked over to Alastor, who was seated on your bed.

"Alastor, it's always a pleasure to see you. Thank you for consistently looking after my daughter and escorting her home."

"It is always my pleasure, Mrs. (L/N)."

"Are you staying for dinner?"

"I would love to, too Mrs (L/N), but it is jambalaya at my mama house. Can't miss it." He smiled politely.

"Very well, if there are any leftovers from the jambalaya, please save some for (Y/N). She frequently expresses her fondness for it, leading me to believe I provide her with rotten food, " your mother joked, causing you to blush.

"Not at all, Mrs. (L/N). I will gladly save some for her."

"Oh, Alastor, you are so courteous. Please, call me Maria." She chuckled.

Your mother closed the door, leaving you and Alastor to quietly contemplate the possible repercussions of your actions.