That night was possibly the best night of my life. Alastor had so many more things to offer, including aftercare. It was at my own pace... he's a serial murderer and cannibal but he makes me feel so.. safe.
♡
"Not everything can be achieved in one night. It doesn't take one time to figure out what you like and don't, it takes many. I don't mind doing this again. I'll help you find you." Alastor softly spoke as he lay next to me and watched me drift off to sleep, the red nightlight shining a soft glow over us.
Who knew such a brutal man could be so soft, and for what? He's not getting much out of it. He could do this with anyone else.
But he isn't.
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Angel Dust strutted over to Alastor who stood upright and unusually tense in the corner of the room, everyone else either chatting or watching a movie playing on the small television.
"Sooo... Alastor" Angel Dust raised his eyebrows and stared at the demon with an 'i-know-what-you've-been-doing' gossip-wanting look.
"Hmmm?" Alastor's smile tightened, obviously a lot of things were going through his mind.
"Alastor..Alastor, Alastor. Who have you been fucking?"
Alastor's eyes widened and stared daggers into Angel Dust.
"I'm sorry?" His voice seemed to glitch.
"Hey no need to get all defensive, I just wanna know who. I know you've been seeing someone, I can tell!"
"This doesn't involve you."
"Come onnn... please?"
Husk walked over to Angel Dust and Alastor, "Angel, stopping bugging him. What is it anyway?" He looked into Angel Dust's eyes as he spoke.
"Alastor's been fucking somedemon and isn't letting me know who!"
Angel over-dramatically put a hand to his forehead and leaned on Husk's shoulder, Husk putting an arm around him to make sure he doesn't fall off. Husk side eyed Alastor, who was still tense as ever, "He's been what?" He said in disbelief.
Alastor gave him a warning glance as hotel staff heard Angel's commotion.
Charlie bounced up to Alastor with Vaggie on her trail, "Alastor! Awww!" Her eyes glistened "Is he in looove~?"
Alastor growled and raised him voice, "I am NOT in love for your information." Struggling to believe his own words he continued, "I'm just helping out a friend. This had nothing to do with any of you!"
He stormed out and dissipated, appearing in his radio tower away from all the annoyances.
In love? It's just sex. It doesn't mean anything. He slammed a fist down on his desk by the radio tower window and fell to his knees, besides- she is a fucking human! I can't love a human! I.. Thoughts crowded his mind, thoughts of you. Your flushed cheeks, your smile, you getting choked by him as he banged the fuck out of you, you drunk, you as a whole. Every part of you, Alastor was drawn to. He didn't know why or how.
Just something.
Something that attracted the both of you, like magnets. Perhaps it was fate, perhaps it wouldn't last. All he knew was that there was something.
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"Alastor! What a nice surprise!" Rosie smiled at Alastor - her best friend.
Alastor was still tense and visited Rosie in cannibal town for some advice. They both walked to a room at the back of the hair salon where they could talk in peace.
The room had a light pink floor and in the middle there were two couches on either side of a round coffee table. The coffee table has a small box in the middle, likely full of fingers to snack on.
"Why so tense, Alastor?" Rosie asked as she sat down, Alastor sitting opposite her.
Alastor folded his arms and thought for a minute about how to say this.
"I don't know..." His voice was quiet even with the radio-like filter it had.
He scrunched his nose, "I think I like someone, we've only been hooking up but.. she's so nice and..." He lent forward, elbows dug into his legs as he looked down and held his head.
Rosie's soulless eyes widened, two black holes against a dull grey tone but yet full of so much light.
"Who is it???" She grinned and flashed her sharp teeth as she made little excited stomps with her feet.
"It's... it's.." Alastor went silent but Rosie patiently waited and calmed down to not overwhelm him.
"Rosie, it's a fucking human."
Rosie sat there with an unreadable expression, not knowing what to say to her obviously troubled friend. "A human, you say?"
"YES!" Alastor raised his voice as his filter glitched and brought his head up.
His eyes seemed glazed, like he was going to cry, but he didn't. "And I don't know what to do. I can't bear to kill her... I don't want her to be hurt.. I just want her to live a happy and somewhat normal life. I don't even know how this happened or what will happen I.."
Rosie stood up and walked around the table to place a hand on his shoulder. "It's hard to love someone you can't be with..." Her voice was soft and she thought about what words to say. "But you can't control who your heart truly desires..."
"Should I continue meeting her..? She summons me twice a week, a small agreement we made so that she can find out what she likes..."
"Well, do you want to?"
Alastor looked up at Rosie, "I want to be with her more than anyone else.. I want to be by her side and protect her, I want to help her through everything."
"Then continue. If it really is true love, nothing will get in the way. If it's meant to be, it shall be."
"But... what if it's not meant to be...?" Alastor still smiled, yet it was a very solemn smile. "What if she doesn't even like me?"
Rosie looked down at her friend, "But what if she does?"
