My husband is a demon! (Alastor x reader)

Chapter 18

I gathered up the three souls and gave them Alastor.

"Here, this should help with some of those injuries. When we get back to your place, I'll do a little extra care for you" I said with a smile. I handed him over the souls and like a fiend, he slurped them up like dumplings.

"I don't think I've ever enjoyed a soul this clean off the body" he laughed and grew a wider smile.

"Shush. Next time you're on your own"

Rosie drove us to his underground home.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay?" I asked

"Nah. Just got traumatized a bit more than normal today. I need a nice long bath. Happy birthday y/n. " Rosie gave me a hug before driving off into the night.

I brought Alastor inside.

"You gotta learn to be more careful" I frowned. I switched back to my Angel look. I didn't know this at the time, but those little white pieces of hair are now in my everyday look.

"He got me by surprise"

I sat Alastor down on his bed. Well the bed he got specifically for me. He doesn't actually need to lay on a bed. It's a long story but the dude sleep hella weird.

"You got surprised? Ha that almost seems like a lie"

It was a partial lie. Alastor never told me the full story on him and vox. I do know that he trusted the tv man and got betrayed after denying to work under him.

"Alright, I'm done messing with you. Take off your shirt" I told him

"Well this is pretty forward, normally dinner would be involved first" he joked, unbuttoning his coat

"Relax. You're starting to sound like Adam"

"Adam?" He fully removed his coat then started to work on his vest

"He's the leader of that army that comes down and murders all of you" I hadn't looked over to Alastor yet. Mainly out of respect that he is a man undressing.

"Ah understood. I will say I am impressed with his work though every year he fails to capture me. Which is the most entertaining part about it all"

I rolled my eyes "you're silly"

"You could say that" he finished removing his shirt.

I turned around, expecting to see an average skinny body. Nope. Despite his more long frame, he was very muscular and tone. I was baffled, honestly. A little confused even. Definitely running through a lot of emotions.

I walked over to Alastor "I'm going to get a little too close for both of our comforts but it's for a reason."

This was embarrassing enough but I scooted him more on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs then getting on my knees in between him. It was the only way I could really get a good look at his injury without the alternative. Having him lay down and I straddle him like a pony. That would've killed me.

I wiped away all the dried up blood with a warm rag. I did try to avoid touching his wounds but I did slip a few times. It earned me a few hisses in pain and claws gripping my shoulders.

"Be careful Alastor, you're going leave marks on me"

"You be careful dear. Don't allow me to dig my, ow fuck" he gripped my shoulders again, drawing blood this time around. I avoided groan in pain that round but everything was cleaned up.

Next thing was pretty simple, I placed my hands in the spots he was injured at. Golden sutures appeared to tightened up the wounds. At an accelerated rate, the stages of healing went smoothly until all his wounds were just fresh scars.

I stood back up, placed my hands on my hips, then looked at him "there you are. You're all healed up but you'll still sore for a few days. Just take it easy"

"Thank you." He looked down for a second. Unsure on what to say next

"Don't worry about it. You've done a lot for me, it's the least I could do" I stroked his ego a bit. "I should probably warn you. I've learned that Angel magic running through demons might have some strange affects."

"Like what?"

"Depends really. Some of them, I healed whatever mental issues were going through their heads. Others, completely changed their personalities and very rare but they've shown their true intentions with someone. Good or bad"

"How did you discover this?"

"Ever since I spent 3 days with you during the exterminations, I would go out and heal anyone whose soul is still connected with their body. It's never a lot but I can get about 10-15."

He nodded and attempted to stand. He learned quick that i wasn't lying. He was still feeling the same pain of being hurt. It was a tiny bit amplified from the fast healing. He grabbed my waist, mainly catch his balance but it left us in an awkward position.

He looked down at me and I learned a few things. Demons are extremely cold, I'd always thought they'd be the opposite. Like burning hot and stuff but nope. He was freezing to the touch. Secondly, I was having extremely uncomfortable emotions. I was terrified that he was holding onto me like a piece of meat but also feeling extremely comfortable. Comfortable enough to feel like this felt right. Being in his grasp I mean. Compared to the occasional date I went on, he made me feel the most comfortable with touch. Strangest part, we aren't even dating!

When I looked up to meet his gaze, his expression was soft and sweet. He wasn't giving me a sadistic grin, he was giving me a soft smile with eyes to match. It reminded me on how his mother smiles. It's an unusual comparison but it was the best I could think of.

He leaned down, getting closer and closer to my face. The heat in my cheeks getting hotter when I felt his hands move up my waist to the back of my dress.

"There is something I've wanted to do for about two years" he tilted my chin up and that's when it happened. Our first kiss.

Oh no. I tried hiding from the truth for years. Hiding the fact that my only love was someone I should've stayed strangers with. I spent days, weeks, months avoiding that the only one I wanted to spend my days with was a demon. Not just a demon, a cruel one at that. A truly evil person. Even still, is he really evil or did he have his reasons on why he has done what he did.

He was cursed from birth. Born because of an affair that his mother was forced to be in with some terrible white man. His mother was murdered in front of him when she wanted to expose what he had done. From then on, Alastor only killed those who deserved a fate worse than death. Was that truly evil?