Alastor X Reader: Blood For Freedom

62. Gathering

*** Your POV ***

"My sweet, I think we may have a problem."

You heard Alastor announce from the kitchen as you were tidying up the dining room and living room. It was evening now, you and Alastor left the hotel early to get things ready for Stolas and Blitzø coming over. You came into the kitchen to try to figure out what he meant. His tone didn't sound particularly grave, but it still made your ears twitch. "What's wrong love?"

"I think I may have made too much food." Alastor was standing in the kitchen with his hands on his hips, his usual cooking look only making the scene more comical. More so with his tail curled upwards in a little loop. You made your way around to find the entire kitchen counter, island, and multiple little fold out tables just absolutely covered in different dishes. Everything from appetizers to entrees to deserts and snacks.

"Oh my goodness, are you trying to feed half an army?" You exclaimed with wide eyes.

"Maybe." Alastor replied with a half amused but also half worried static. "I got excited okay?" He defended himself. "I haven't had anyone over before except Rosie. And you know, I wanted to make one dish, and then I thought of something that would go well with it, and then something that would go well with that, and it just kind of ended up here."

You giggled, giving him a hug around the waist, "I love you."

"I love you too! But, what are we gonna do with all this food?" He exclaimed hugging you back around the shoulders and giving you a small kiss on the forehead.

You shrugged, "We will see as the evening goes, Stolas puts away more than you'd think, and maybe they can take some home. I hear Blitzø runs a company in the imp portion of Pride Ring maybe he can take some to them. We will figure it out."

"Oh alright." Alastor sighed seeming at least somewhat placated by your suggestions. "I guess I better go change."

Alastor came back down wearing a pair of black pants and a dark red button down shirt, choosing a slightly more dressed down look. He still had his monocle on and red gloves. Though he did tuck his tail back in, still self conscious of it around others. You weren't sure anyone even knew he had one. You were wearing a cozier outfit as well, black pants and a puffy turtleneck sweater. As he made his way down step by step, still fiddling with the cufflinks, you went up to greet him.

"Hello handsome." You gave him a sly, seductive grin. Taking a couple of fingers and trailing them up his chest gently, the fabric crinkling a little under the tips. With a little chuckle you licked your lips then bit your bottom one, looking up at him expectantly.

Alastor blushed and one of his ears twitched back and to the side briefly. What a siren. He thought to himself. He finished with his sleeves and brought his hot palms to grasp your sides before taking a couple of large strides, intending to enact his revenge on you for making him flustered with actions rather than words. He brought his lips down on yours in a passionate embrace, groaning with satisfaction at the union. The whole thing making you giggle and moan.

Unfortunately you were interrupted by the sound of the gate bell, presumably Stolas and Blitzø trying to come in. Alastor gave out a small hum as he pulled away. "Well, lets hope Blitzø's has a big stomach." He chuckled then snapped his fingers to let them in to the property before making his way to the front door. The moment he opened it, you could hear Stolas's excited hooting noises.

"Alastor! It's so good to see you!" The owl exclaimed, "This is Blitzy."

"Alastor! Pleasure to be meeting you, quite a pleasure." You heard Alastor give his customary introduction.