Alastor X Reader: Blood For Freedom

52. Curiosity

***LEMONS WARNING the very begging is fine, there is a warning right before the actual debouchery

*** Your POV ***

It was the next day, and you and Alastor had decided to stay in. He was too amped up about the Valentino incident to really be level headed. Instead, you two went out for brunch in the morning and in the afternoon you went for a spa day at Rosie's favorite salon. You got free VIP treatment there as she apparently put in a word for you. You didn't know it, but Alastor had gone back home in the meantime to do some preparations. When you did get back Alastor said he had a surprise and a gift planned, and to come see him in the bedroom in ten minutes. You kind of had an idea of what kind of surprise this was going to be, considering the setting, but what exactly he could have thought up was evading you.

You waited, checking the clock impatiently. Apparently, ten minutes can go by really slowly even for someone whose been alive for centuries. Finally the time was up and you got up from your little nest on the living room couch were Alastor left you. Trying your best not to run, you went up the stairs and up to the bedroom. By now, there were many little touches of you scattered around the house, some black tapestries here, a set of bones over there, some runes added in frames or burned into bark and hung up. Alastor has made sure the home was yours too, and would get huffy if you referred to it as just his house.

In front of the bedroom door you took a deep breath. Knowing Alastor, whatever he did behind it was about to steal it away. You pushed the door open with your fingertips, looking down at first then trailing your eyes up tentatively. Sure enough, your next breath didn't make it further than your throat.

The bedroom has been remodeled quite a bit, it was the last place in the house that didn't have much of your things in it, mostly because it had a large concentration of Alastor's and there wasn't a whole lot of room. But now all of it has been moved around to make space for your favorite trinkets, as well as a dresser and wardrobe for your clothes. Some of your furs and journals have also now appeared on the chairs and shelves. The general style was a little different too, more of a mixture of black and red.

*** Lemon start, you've been warned.

But what really was the shining jewel on the scene was Alastor, sitting on the large four post bed, not an article of clothing in sight. Instead his lower half was covered by a fur draped over his hips. His upper half... well, it was leaned back against the base board his arms above his head clasped to the railing in what looked like leather handcuffs, adorned with black bows on the sides. To really sell the idea here, one of his antlers also had a larger black bow on it. Apparently, the gift here, was Alastor. And by the gods what a gift it was. His face was flushed with red, illuminated by the candles, looking down and to the side already breathing a little heavy. His ears completely to the sides, parallel to the ground.

You closed the door behind you and tentatively stalked up, putting your palms on the bed and sliding them as you crawled on all fours up to Alastor.

"Hellooohh." You cooed. You didn't really know where this came from, he generally very much preferred to be in control and made clear of as much. So you wanted to take it slow and make sure of a few things. The most important one being making sure that he was okay, and he wasn't doing anything he didn't want for some strange reason.

"Hi..." He said quietly glancing up at you but not raising his head.

"Are you ok?" One would think Alastor would have gotten used to the care and concern that came with your voice but no. Always slightly taken aback by it.

"Yes." Well he at least sounded sure of that, nodding as he said it.

"You look incredible," You assured him. Alastor's ears twitched and he looked up at you fully allowing you to see a slightly embarrassed grin, "You wanna tell me why I'm being treated to such lovely sights?"