Criminal Love - Alastor X Female Reader

Chapter 48 - Protective

After a few days, Alastor felt more at ease to exit his room, being content with his requirements being fulfilled.

You were seated at the dining table, enjoying your (F/F) when Alastor gave you a brief kiss on the cheek from behind, causing you to smile.

"Are you feeling better?" You asked. "Almost the end of it, I don't feel..." "Frisky?" You added a smirk as Alastor playfully rolled his eyes. "I suppose if you put it that way." He sighed.

The amount of sex and different positions you both did within the few days, you were surprised how you weren't worn out yet, especially the amount of blood he drank from you as well. You'd think he was more vampire than anything.

"Oh, look who isn't dead," Angel gasped playfully, walking in, sitting across from you as you chuckled to that. Alastor glared at the spider demon. "You good Smiles?" Angel then asked.

"Better than ever, why, of course." Alastor responded.

"Alastor, so good to see you're feeling better! Charlie gleamed seeing the deer demon standing beside you as she walked in with Vaggie.

"Whilst you catch up, I'm gonna head out." You said standing up. "Where to my dear?" Alastor asked. "For a walk." You shrugged, ready to leave.

Alastor suddenly grabbed your hand as you turned to look at him with a frown. "No, you aren't darling in less I'm with you." "Urgh Al really?" You groaned. "I'll take Nifty with me, I'm sure no one would want to go near the demon who slayed Adam," you joked, but Alastor was deadly serious.

"Where's this coming from?" You suddenly hissed under your breath. "I told you, remember?" Alastor growled back. "I'm not exactly over it yet, I need you near me." He admitted as your face softened to that.

"Fine... I'll wait for you." You said caving in. "Good girl." He patted your head. You growled at that.

"Continue princess." Alastor informed. "Well, since the Vees are trying to spread rumours on the hotel. I decided to book a meeting with them so I can convince them that we are no threat and that they should get on with their own buisness by convincing them with my charms." Charlie proudly said.

Alastor gazed at the princess. He was aware that she possessed a compassionate nature and was the rightful heir to the throne of Hell, but he occasionally found her actions to be rather unwise.

"And, um... how exactly do you intend to accomplish that?" You inquired, now intrigued.

"By engaging in a discussion about our problem and resolving them!"

"The source of the tension is standing right next to me. Remember, Vox desires his demise?" You reminded her gently. "He will propose a deal that will inevitably involve Alastor. You will decline, and that will conclude the discussion." You stated, unintentionally expressing a hint of irritation.

"(Y/N), she is just trying to help," Vaggie sighed.

"Well, by helping, why don't you use your title. The power you hold." You said in an obvious tone.

"Well... I don't wanna be that mean...." Charlie said, tapping her fingers together and not making eye contact with anyone.

"Well, in that case, I suppose I will." You grumbled, feeling the pendant glow against your neck.

A hand settled gently on your shoulder. "Now, now, my dear, let us not make any rash decisions." Alastor assured you.

"I'm just... not in the mood. I need some fresh air." You mumbled. Alastor nodded slowly. "I shall find you later, princess." Alastor said as Charlie looked at you with a worried expression.