No one's pov:
The shadow sillouette of Alastor cooed lovingly at you while leading you threw the dark, gold-pattern halls of this catsle, its sweet noises echoed all over the hall, making shivers go down your spine. The shadows transparent hand stroked your soft hair as if it was the most expensive gem, it even sniffed it, savoring your scent even though it didn't even have the ability to atcually smell scents.
The shadows touch was soft yet harsh against you, begging you to only focus on it.
At this point you didn't even bother to swatt it away anymore , it was nearly pointless to get this shadow to leave you alone and you knew that this peculiar shadow was really a reflection, a repesentation of Alastor deepest and shameful desires. And judging by how this shadow had touched your hips and hair multible times it really creeped you out that this is what the REAL Alastor would've done to you if he would be out of control....
Even after months of painful strapping, forced affection and suffocaiting obession and being trapped here with these delusional demons you still couldn't adapt to this cold,big , over-luxurious prison.
This catsle was easily comperable to one of those creepy mansions in horror movies, it was a glamorous yet lifeless husk of what it used to be. It didn't have any servants or staff so you had no one to communicate with, wich is the reason why most of this house is so untidy and plasterd with spidelweb.
Almost all the royal paintings were cover with white silk and the precious furniture around te halls were as good as forgotten, coverd in dusts. Months ago when you visited this catsle for the first time all of the paintings of him and his wife were proudly shown on the walls but now he was ready to get rid off them as soon as possible. A clear sign that he has moved on after 7 years and start on new, only it's more twisted this time.
You eyes wanderd around the hall when they trailed over a window infront of you, you could see the garden.......Oh well, you can more call it a wild forest, no one botherd to water the plants, weeding the mud or cutting the bushes wich resulated the garden to grow wild on its own, giving in into its nature. Just like Lucifer and Alastor had done, letting their nature corrupt them and permantently trapping you here.
You feelt cold, it's been far too long since you've had an atcual hug from someone else except these lunatics, although you never really accepted their obsessive love willingly.
Finally, you and the shadow arrived across the doors to the gigantic livingroom. The walls were all apple-red with golden heart patterns in the corners that decorated the tone of bright colors perfectly, there were one large red couch with the softest-looking pillows, across the couch were a foaming bonfire that lit up the room. Your eyes trailed then up to the ceiling to see a big, sparkling crystal-lamp that had little rubber-ducks hanging from it.
Music were playing, it was jazz, Alastor...... He'd probably put on something to "seet the mood" , like the other hundreds of times he'd tried that on you.
That was then one, tall, red figure suddenly appeared out of the dark shadows right infront of you, static, cracking sounds reached your ears, making you shake in fright as you knew exact who it was but didn't even dare to make eye-contact with him.
Still, that didn't stop him from forcibly grabbing your jaw to look into your eyes " Oh my sweet darling, i do hope my shadow was good to you while leading you here!" His voice darken in the last sentence, his eyes got black. The radio filter in his voice disapeared, making him sound even more threathining with his voice sounding more dark and pure in anger. You feelt cold sweat running down your forhead and gulped at those eerie eyes , too preoccupied at this dark side of him to even caring about the fact that his claws were on your face right now, digging lightly into your skin that would surely leave marks later on.
Before you could collect your thoughts and replying you were yanked backwards out of his grip, his red claws drew over your chin, you didn't even wanna imagen the red, slightly bleeding cuts on your jawline.
" Oh Bambi!" A familiar voice piped in behind you as a golden cain apeard out of thin air, wrapping around your body, keeping you in place as a soft hand rubbed your cheek. You tiredly lookd over your shoulder , not to your suprise but to your dismay it was lucifer, grinning from ear to ear to you as he continued to stroke you all to sweetly and even kissing your face. " My prefect little apple, my applepie. How did you sleep?"
" Good" You bluntly asked, your eyes hollow and empty with no longer trade of light or life left and your puffy cheekjs from all the tears you crued didn't facililate it one bit.
Being oblivious , Lucifer only beemed even more and leaned closer to connect your lips for a long minute that feelt like hours, his sloppy tounge went inside your mouth and almost shoved roughly down your throath, almost choking you. One of his hands took a firm hold of the end of the chain while the other grooped your ass.
Finally he let go of your mouth, a moanfilled gasp left your mouth as a long string of saliva linked your mouth.
As you still gasped for air Lucifer only smirked as he licked is lips, savoring the taste of your mouth.
Then you feel Alastors harsh hand grip your wrist and giving it a quick kiss before gently leading you to the couch, the golden chain faded and was replaced by a gfreen one that feelt much more forced and heavier " HAHAHA! I think Y/n have had enough of you for now, let the poor dear eat something...!" His voice was laced in bitterness and clear frustration against the king for kissing you like that shamelessly infront of him and even worse, pulling you away from him.
You sensed that he was starting to loose his cool so in order not to push his buttoms too far you just let him to settle you down on the couch where ( favorite breakfast) with ( favorite drink) was waiting for you.
Your mouth started to water at the delicious food, it was just then you realised that you were terribly hungry, almost starving. Although he was one of your captors you ad to admit that he did make good food that satisfied your cravings.
Alastor was amused by your hungry eyes as he sat down next to you, putting an arm around you, handing you a fork as he spoke up " Here you go sweetheart, eat up. I made it extra special just for you"
You accepted the fork, ready to dig in before-
" And you can have Mr Duckingsson with you!" Lucifer added in glee, sitting on the other side, putting his legs over yours, keeping you trapped in your seat as he sat the rubberduck with a hat beside your breakfast " I thought you'd like it!" He pecked your forhead, earning another threathning growl from Alastor
Eventually you just nodded at them both as you started to dig in, it tasted just as good as it looked and the rubber duck that was resembeling a chef was pretty cute.
The two men just cooed at you, both lightly tugging you now and then, both wanting to kiss and snuggle you as you eat your breakfast, even though you were living in better conditions than before you were still feeling intoxicated by all this possesive tension and these two keept on making you uncomfortable. You knew that they've KILLED people just to get you, destroyed lives to even getting as far as draining you of all your energy, resualting in you becomming their depeandent little doll for all eternity.........
