♡~A Heat of Passion~♡

♡~...Pentious~?...~♡

Inside Alastor's dimly lit room, the air was thick with an unusual tension. Alastor sat on the edge of his bed, feeling overwhelmed by sensations that he hadn’t anticipated. His usual calm and collected demeanor faded as he shifted uncomfortably, his mind racing. The rustle of the world outside was muffled; the only sound he focused on was the rhythmic pounding of his heart.

His door rattled slightly, and he recognized the voice behind it, smooth yet tinged with concern.

sir pentious: Love?.....Are you alright?....I haven't sssseen you sssince this mornin?"

Sir Pentious’s voice filled the room, and a small, involuntary shiver ran down Alastor's spine. He had been ignoring Charlie's calls for a meal, but the thought of facing anyone else was too much to bear. He knew he was in a vulnerable state—his heat struck him early, catching him off guard like a sudden storm.

Alastor: Pentious~? (He replied softly, the lock clicking as he unlocked the door. He stepped back as Sir Pentious rushed in, panic evident in his eyes)

sir pentious: Alasstor!

Sir Pentious exclaimed, hurrying to Alastor's side. But then, the atmosphere changed—he paused, inhaling deeply. The distinct scent of heat enveloped the room, drawing his gaze to Alastor, who sat on the edge of the bed, his cheeks flushed.

sir pentious: I didn't expect— (He started, his voice trailing off as a grin spread across his face) I ssshould have known! You’ve been avoiding everyone, haven’t you?

Alastor’s ears perked up, a mixture of embarrassment and yearning washing over him.

Alastor: I didn’t want to cause a scene… I thought it would pass (He murmured, his usual bravado faltering) But it hasn’t, and now…

sir pentious: I’ll help you out~ (He said with a lopsided smile, determination flickering in his eyes. He locked the door behind him, shutting the world outside away) You’re not going to go through thiss alone....

A fire ignited within Alastor at those words. "Pentious," he breathed, unsure of what to expect next. Sir Pentious stepped closer, the warmth radiating from him mixing with Alastor’s own heat, a perfect harmony of desire and tension. The room felt charged as Sir Pentious leaned forward, brushing a hand along Alastor’s arm.

sir pentious: You’re too important to me to let you ssuffer in ssilence, esspecially when you need ssomeone~ (He murmured, compelling and seductive)

Alastor's breath hitched as Sir Pentious closed the distance, their faces inches apart. The anxious fluttering in his stomach turned into a potent urge; it was exhilarating and terrifying all at once.

sir pentious: Let me help you, Al… Pleasse~ (He whispered, his voice low and inviting) Let me take care of you~

In that moment, Alastor felt the walls he had so carefully built around his heart begin to crumble. “I…I want that,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

With that, Sir Pentious wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close, enveloping him in a cocoon of warmth and safety. Alastor nestled into the embrace, feeling wanted and cherished, all his worries melting away.

As Sir Pentious held Alastor close, he could feel the trembling vulnerability radiating from the radio demon. Their eyes locked, and in that moment, the world outside ceased to exist. Sir Pentious tilted Alastor’s chin, his thumb brushing gently against his cheek, almost reverently.

Sir Pentious: Are you ready~? (He asked, his voice steady but laced with a hint of excitement. Alastor could only nod, his heart racing in anticipation)