Alastor X Reader: Blood For Freedom

56. Twisted

*** Lucifer's POV ***

I saw out of the corner of my eye you and Alastor make your way back to the car, his coat wrapped around you. It was still odd to see him like this, but there was no arguing he became deeply emotionally bonded to you. I knew that in that sense I made the right choice giving your soul over to him. I did not like or trust him, but he was nothing else if not a man of commitment, and he was clearly committed to you. It made me feel guilty about my own lack of it when it came to Lillith and Charlie. If only I was less wrapped up in my own depression, maybe Lillith would still be here and Charlie and I wouldn't have to be rebuilding our relationship as we go.

Also I had to note that you helping out Emily was an exceptional act of kindness on your part. Sure I could heal her or she would heal herself once she calmed down, but it was more about the delicate healers touch you had than the actual ability. Lillith told me your story long ago when you were still friends and we both found it detestable. It was clear from your outburst after we got back from heaven that you still held a deeply personal hatred for the entirety of it. I couldn't blame you, I wasn't very fond of them either.

With Emily at least able to walk due to your help, I let Charlie know that I was going to get back to the car, order food for everyone, and call the hotel staff to make sure there was a room prepared for her. I made my way to the car, mostly looking at my phone trying to find the contact for my favorite pancake place. Not paying attention, I opened the car door and tried to lean into it, but ended up banging my head on it with a loud thud.

"Ow, fuck!" I muttered then bent over more to get in, raising my head up to find a seat.

In the back of the car in the long row, Alastor was sitting leaned back on the window, his side profile standing out against the white and beige of the interior. His bow tie undone and hanging around his neck, below the collar of his loosely unbuttoned shirt. You were on top of him, his coat still wrapped around you, your hands clutching to the fabric on his chest. His one hand was supporting you by your waist, while the other was draped over the back of the seat, his long elegant fingers flexing slightly. You face was nuzzled in the crook of his neck, and I realized by the small red glint near your lips that you were drinking his blood. Alastor's eyes were half lidded and relaxed, glowing faintly as he looked down on you with utmost affection. His mouth was slightly agape with an indulgent smirk as he breathed through your gulps - he was enjoying himself. A lot.

Alastor realized I was watching, and brought the arm not holding you to prop up his face with the back of his fingers.

"Do you mind?" His voice was sickly sweet.

I immediately leaned back out and closed the door in a haste, hitting the back of my head on the way out this time. Kind of wondering what his plan was for if everybody came back at once, not knowing that his shadow was standing guard and let him know it was just me. Worst of all I felt the tickling bile of jealousy creep up into my throat. I missed Lillith.

*** Alastor's POV ***

Its not that I wanted Lucifer to see us like this, but more that I didn't care enough if he did to have you stop. Most importantly you needed the blood, as you barely had any left in your system. Then there was the personal satisfaction I felt at being able to take care of you. Lastly, it just felt to damn good to have you cling to me like this and take my essence in you in a way only you could understand. The things it made me feel in my entire being were all simply intoxicating.

I heard a knock on the window, supposedly Lucifer trying to let me know the others were coming but my shadow was already back telling me the same thing. It was considerate of his majesty though. I gave your jaw line a small caress before gently pushing your chin up, prompting you to let go of my neck with a breathy exhale. The rosy blush has returned to you cheeks and so did that beautiful smile. I gave you a deep kiss tasting my own blood on your lips before adjusting our position to be more presentable then snapping my fingers to button up my shirt and tie.