***Lemons warning, relatively brief, warnings will be present around lemon
***Previous chapter summary: Alastor tells you about an unsavory incident between him and Vox that caused a lot of the current hostility and make you completely loose all respect for Vox. Alastor also has a small break down which hints at him being worried that something in his past will catch up to him.
*** Your POV ***
Its been a good, slow day. Alastor took you out shopping for some clothes and other amenities, insisting that you make yourself comfortable. In fact, it seems like he was trying to make sure his home now felt like your home too. Unlike other men who hated shopping Alastor seemed to find some sort of entertainment in finding various gems and oddities, bringing you jewelry or dresses he thought you would like whenever he spotted them.
Alastor had always had a protective and possessive streak, but between accepting his own feelings for you, feeling secure in your bond, and the new found flood of hormones as of late he was downright territorial. He was careful to control his actions and words though, to not make you feel suffocated. But the same curtesy was not extended to everybody else. Alastor often made his presence very obvious whenever he felt someone getting to close or eyeing you too greedily. You noticed that as soon is it was clear you were with him people here backed off. He also had multiple cannibets wave hello to him as you walked by, which he ignored. Making them huff angrily.
"At some point I should bring you to meet Rosie," Alastor let you know while you were making your way down the street, back towards his house. "She's probably my most trusted confidant in hell, second only to you."
"Rosie?" You clarified, "The cannibal overlord?"
"You've met?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Not really. I've seen her a few times, but we've never talked." Alastor told you a little about his history with Rosie after that, including that she was very helpful to him when he first manifested here. You didn't really need reassuring, but he did so anyways in telling you that him and Rosie were very much like you and Stolas. There was nothing there but respect and friendship.
*** Alastor's POV ***
I held the door open for you to walk in, your shopping bags were already in the living room were I kept sending them as we made our way through the town. The whole time my want to take you into me grew steadily, but I was determined to keep my decorum in public. The moment the door to the house closed though all bets were off.
I watched as you slipped off your shoes and made you way to the living room, with me close behind. You haven't made it far past the threshold to the room when I grabbed your wrist, turned your around and pinned you down against the nearest wall with a feverish kiss. Gods, you were intoxicating. Your warmth, the feeling of your skin, the little moans and twitches that I could pull from you drove me to delirium. The best part was that it was all mine, and there was no need to be be closed off or have my guard up with you, I could just feel you and it filled me with so much bliss. I felt like luckiest demon in all existence and I had no other way to express it than hold you like this, nothing else sufficed.
*** Lemon start
I felt the gentle fingers of your free hand trail from my cheek to my chest then lower until you hooked them at my belt line. I let go of the kiss to look into your lustful gaze, your eyes shining with mischief. "Would you let me do something for you?" I nodded in response, curious as to what exactly you meant, though I had an inkling.
I felt you undo my belt buckle with one hand, rather skillfully. Tentatively I let go of your other hand that I was pinning above you. You took that hand and pulled down on my collar gently, bringing my neck low enough for you to land an indulgent kiss on the crook of it. Then trail down unbuttoning the front of my suit as you went, until you reached where your other palm was. You pulled my garments down enough to let my member, which was already throbbing, spring out with relief. "What.. are..." I whispered and then suddenly, "Oh, oohh.... ah!" I moaned my body shuttering, as your wet tongue swirled around the tip of my cock.
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Alastor X Reader: Blood For Freedom
FanfictionAnother century, another master. Another day, another transfer. You have been in hell long enough to remember a time when it was beautiful. But your stay has not been pleasant due a very coveted ability you possess. After centuries under the thumb...