V&A

one wrong move

He heard footsteps....they came from behind him, he barely had time to think, someone was there...someone SAW his breakdown, someone Listened in on his conversation...someone...knew...someone saw his breakdown..he immediately stood up, looking around...only to see red glowing eyes staring at him from behind the couch, hands creep up to his shoulders.

"Relax~ you're way to tense alastor~" a scratchy, deep, and disgustingly flirty tone spoke in his ear, alastor didn't have to look back to know who it was..

Valentino

Valentino rubbed his shoulders in a way that made him shiver slightly, he was frozen, he could barely speak...Valentino usually saved this kind of action for his whores not that alastor thought it was right, but still. It wasn't him! He understood why velvette hated him in this moment...the feeling of disgust and terror filled his body, it made him nauseous, though that could just be morning sickness. His eyes turned to radios as a means to protect himself

"Get. Off. Me." He demanded, his fists turning red from how tightly they were held, but none of this seemed to bother the moth, who only moved his hands lower...too low..his hands were now around alastors waist, alastor wanted to tear at his skin in that moment, it felt disgusting, he felt his skin crawl as Valentino held his waist, turning alastor around to face him, valentino had a wicked grin on his face, he was enjoying this....all of this...

"I don't wanna~" Valentino spoke in a teasing tone, as if he was enthused by the way alastor was fighting

"Get off of me you fucking psycho!" He spoke harsher this time...it could be just feelings built up from hearing what Valentino has done to those employed by him, anger from what vox did to him...which he was now only realizing was similar to what Valentino wanted in this moment...no...it was the same...he didn't care what alastor said...he wanted to fuck alastor...he wanted to R#p3 alastor, alastor closed his eyes to stop himself from tearing up, images of what vox did in the past kept flashing In his mind as he kept trying to push valentino off of him. The moth too tall and physically strong however for him to do so

Valentino took a drag of a cigar in one of his hands and blew it in alastors face, disorienting him enough to slam him into a nearby wall, and enough to start undressing him, alastor was dazed, not realizing what was going on due to the drug he was under the influence of

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He hated himself. Sitting in the bathroom he scrubbed at his teeth relentlessly with a toothbrush, the disgusting taste of drugs and valentinos saliva haunting him, the hand he wasn't using to brush his teeth held the sink tightly, as if he would fall if he let go, which he might, he was sore, and wanted no more than to curl up in bed alone...but he couldnt do that, vox was home, in their bed, and he didn't want to face vox either right now

He wanted to be alone...
But he wasn't alone...

Vox was sleeping in their room

Valentino was in the living room acting like nothing happened...

And velevtte?...

She was knocking on the door...not caring for his breakdown, just wanting to do her own make up..

He wanted to be alone...

Yet he wanted someone to comfort him...

He wanted someone with him...

No..

He wanted his mom..

《...sorry for another short ass chapter, i probably wont post another chapter in awhile...im dealing with a ton of shit going on personally, my dad could be sick with some kind of deadly autoamune disease, AND a mutual of mine just commit suicide...and it worked..so im not in a good mental state at all...sorry in advance...》