You Won't Get Away Twice (Alastor x Reader)

Chapter 27A: Bottoms up (you drink the potion). 🍋

Quick Note: Content warning for this chapter specifically. Themes of sexual activity involved. If you'd prefer to skip this chapter, I'll post a synopsis in the next chapter (Chapter 28) that will cover the main plot points while still being appropriate. But who are we kidding?! Have fun you sinners!

Reminder, this is the gentle and more passionate mature chapter. If you're looking for the more rough and demanding mature chapter, I'd recommend Chapter 27B: The true experience (you don't drink the potion).

Also, this chapter will be a bit longer, but for good reason, I promise!

I look at the bottle Alastor is holding, thinking about it. Drinking it will definitely help me get over the hump of being in my own head. All the insecurities and questions I have will go away. I'll be able to focus on what's going on more than these insecurities. That sounds more enjoyable.

I grab the bottle and open the top. Bottoms up. Taking a few good gulps of the pink liquid I notice that it doesn't taste like anything. I was expecting some sort of taste to accompany the drink, but it tastes just like water. This stuff is really dangerous. Velvette is a dangerous overlord. Why am I thinking of that right now?! Ugh, I am nervous.

"Good girl." Alastor's low voice brings me back to the present as he grabs the bottle from me. I'm not sure if it's possible to drink too much of it and I'm not sure how much of it I drank the last time. He probably took it away for good reason.

"I know you don't think well of me. You think I'm this horrible monster." Alastor begins. Once he puts the bottle back in his jacket pocket, he uses that free hand to rest gently on my cheek. "But here, at least, I'll be gentle." He states calmly, still keeping me pinned against the door.

I don't know if it's his words, the thought of what's going to happen, or the potion, but something has me a little excited. I was a bit worried that he would just throw me around like a ragdoll and use me how he wanted. But knowing that he'll actually make this an enjoyable experience for me as well makes this a bit more enticing.

"This probably wasn't what you were envisioning when you thought of your first time." Alastor brought up. As he talks, he lightly pushes my face to the side with his hand, moving my hair away from my neck. "But I can ensure you that I'll make it a night you won't forget, mon cher."

After those words I feel his lips lightly make contact with my neck. He leaves small kisses up and down the exposed area. The touch feels amazing, and I lean my head farther to the side to allow him more access. This permission seems to excite him as he lets out a small possessive growl but doesn't stop what he's doing.

He unlocks his fingers from mine and moves his hand to trail down my back. Once he is at the small of my back, he pulls me closer to him. My body flush against his. I can't help but wrap my arms around him. I feel like my body is getting warmer from all the contact, and I love the feeling.

Alastor pulls back a little and looks at me with his glowing red eyes. I'm not sure what he's looking for. If he's looking for any resistance, he's not going to find any. In a quick and needy motion Alastor cups my face in both of his hands and crashes his lips on mine. Everything about his kiss is possessive and wanting and I'm all for it. I love this feeling of being wanted.

I've kissed before, but nothing has ever felt this passionate. Kisses I've had before made me feel like a prize after a successful night out. It never really felt like a strong connection. This? I feel like his soul focus regardless of everything else happening around us. Like he'd fail to exist without me. I feel like I matter.