Potions and Coffee | 𝓐𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻 & 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓮

Chapter 29 - Look At Me

It felt like it had taken 20 years, but she finally made it to her room. Alastor was right behind her, making sure she didn't fall over from exhaustion. She let herself in and as soon as she saw her bed, her legs started running towards it. She flopped on the bed, her face buried in her pillow. She was on the brink of sleep when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Do you intend to sleep in your dress and have my trip be wasted?" Alastor questioned. Charlie groaned as she pulled herself up by her arms. They shook violently, threatening to give out on her. Alastor grabbed her by her waist and pulled her off the bed, making her stand on her feet. Charlie was so exhausted that a small part of her wanted to make Alastor leave just so she could sleep now.

"Now what is the reason behind that scary glare, hmm?" Alastor asked in a teasing tone. Charlie didn't realize she was glaring but it certainly fit how she was feeling. 

"I just want to lay down!" Charlie whined like a 5 year old but she wasn't in the mood to care. She felt like if she even blinked her eyes, she would fall over. Alastor gave a 'hmm' and then twirled her around, facing away from him. She was utterly confused as he pushed her into the mattress. Instinct made her catch herself, her arms holding herself up once again.

"I thought you wanted to lay down?" Alastor questioned as he leaned over Charlie. His torso was pressed against her back as she was still propping herself up. Charlie felt her neck get hot as she realized the position that she'd found herself in. Alastor quite literally had her bent over the bed and he was right behind her.

"I thought I needed to undress first." Charlie tried to keep her voice solid but was proving a difficult battle. Alastor leaned forward and swiped her arms away, making her fall on the bed. Her legs were still standing up but from her waist up she was laying on the bed.

"Do you wish to stay in this position or would you like to make yourself more comfortable?" Charlie answered him by scooting up on the bed where her entire body was sprawled across it. Alastor chuckled in amusement.

"Good girl." Charlie ignored the heat pooling in her belly from those two simple words.

"Now how do you plan to undress me-" Charlie questioned until she heard a quick zip and cold air hit her bare back. She sucked in a gasp as the abrupt feeling startled her.

Alastor grinned as he stared at her milky white back. He glanced even lower and saw a bit of Charlie's black lace underwear peeking out from the bottom of her exposed back. Even worse, Charlie wasn't wearing a bra. Alastor didn't think to add that to her outfit so it must have disappeared with her pantsuit. He stared at her creamy skin, trying to figure out how to proceed from here. Sprouts of panic started to burst in his chest, realizing that he was yet again dominating Charlie while she was laying on her bed.

Charlie could feel Alastor's hesitation so she made herself get up, holding her dress to her chest so it wouldn't fall. She stood up and faced Alastor who looked like he was two seconds away from sprinting out. She reached over with one hand and cradled his face. He blinked several times and came back to Charlie.

"Terribly sorry my dear. Must've spaced out a bit." Charlie gave him a weak smile. She felt awful that Alastor had so much guilt about what he did that he couldn't even bare to look at her half indecent.

"I don't blame you for what happened, Alastor. You know that right?" Charlie looked into his eyes and saw shock, then something similar to relief. He felt relief that she didn't hate him for what he did when he was sick.

"You're too forgiving, darling. I fear that one day it might be your downfall." Alastor pointed out. Charlie let her hand holding his face drop and then turned around.

"Perhaps. But it won't be today." And with that, she let her dress drop to the floor. Her back to Alastor, she placed her hands over her breasts as to have some kind of coverage. She couldn't bare to look behind her so she walked over to her closet planning to grab some pajamas. 

"Perhaps I should go, seeing as you have things handled from here." Alastor said through gritted teeth. He clenched his claws into his arm behind his back to the point where he drew blood. It stung like hell but he had to do something to distract himself from the sinful image before him. No, sinful wasn't the word. Glorious was the next word to come to mind so he settled on that. Charlie was meandering around in just her underwear, which left little to the imagination. 

Charlie stopped in front of her closet, deciding that she didn't feel like wearing pajamas at the moment. She took a deep breath and turned around to face Alastor, hands still covering her. Alastor looked like someone was on the verge of exploding, his smile tight and his eyes looking anywhere but in Charlie's direction.

"You don't have to leave. I mean you can stay if you would like to do so." Charlie approached Alastor with baby steps. 

"Dear, right now there are plenty of things that I would like to do. And none of them you would particularly enjoy." Alastor settled his eyes on the ceiling and stared as if it was the most interesting thing he had ever seen. Charlie was now standing right in front of him and if he ended up puking up his physical heart at that moment, he wouldn't be surprised. 

Charlie smiled as she watched Alastor try and be the gentleman he was. She couldn't help but think it was one of the most adorable things she'd ever witnessed.

"Alastor we're both adults here. You can look." 

"Be that as it may, I think it would be better if I continue my gaze at your ceiling. Lovely really, is it marble?" Alastor rambled nervously. Charlie rolled her own eyes.

"So you...don't want to look at me then?" Charlie was trying to decipher if he was actually uncomfortable or if he was just nervous. It was difficult to tell with Alastor.

"Oh that's not the issue, believe me." Alastor was fighting tooth and claw against the urge to just look down at her. She had a point, they were both adults and he didn't want to insult her by letting her believe that he would rather look at the roof than her. 

"Then look at me, Alastor."

"Why?" Alastor asked but immediately looked down to Charlie's eye level. She had such kindness in her eyes that it almost made Alastor's knees buckle. 

"What're you doing to me? Alastor whimpered. It truly sounded like he was in a horrible amount of pain and guilt swam through Charlie. Was he actually uncomfortable? Lying to her to preserve her feelings? Suddenly she felt exposed and humiliated. She attempted to cover her breasts even more.

"I-I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable I...I don't know what I'm doing..."Charlie yelped in surprise when she was quickly pinned against her bedroom wall by her shoulders. Alastor had his hands pinned on the wall near both sides of her face. His torso was flush against her own and Charlie could feel his erotic breathing. Her hands still covered her, pressed against his heaving chest.

"Charlie the last thing I'm feeling right now is discomfort. You..." Alastor paused. He had to remember that he still wasn't sure what was causing these feelings for her. Did he pursue her even though he didn't know the root cause of it all? Was he afraid that she would reject him before he had a chance to build his walls back up? Of course he was. He knew he wasn't the most attractive demon around. Charlie absolutely could do so much better than himself and he knew it.

"You make me insane in ways that I can't quite put into words, dear." Alastor rasped. He was trying to tell his body to step back and give her some room but nothing was moving an inch. He was on the verge of losing any self control he had left. He was trembling from fighting so hard. He didn't want to scare Charlie again but if she gave him even the smallest of green lights, he wouldn't be able to contain himself anymore. He only hoped that she wouldn't run and scream.

"Tell me to move." Alastor rushed out. Charlie quirked her eyebrow up.

"I'm sorry what?"

"Tell me to move, if you'd like me to move. Right now. Because Charlie if you don't tell me to move...if you tell me to do anything right now I'll do it. So please. Tell me what to do." Alastor laid all of his cards on the table. He let Charlie have complete control because there was no way he could continue without her doing so. Charlie let her shoulders fall as she smiled at him. 

She lifted her hands to cup his face. Alastor's heart stopped.

"Kiss me, Alastor."