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

Chapter 50: You won't find God here. 🍋

Quick Note: Content warning for this chapter and the next chapter. Themes of sexual activity involved. If you'd prefer to skip this chapter and the next chapter, I'll post a synopsis in Chapter 52 that will cover the main plot points while still being appropriate.

Also, this chapter is a bit longer than the average chapter length (ha!). But for good reason, I promise!

But who are we kidding?! Have fun you sinners!

He's gentler than he's been ever before. I'm not against it, it's just different than what I'm used to. I enjoy how he's taking his time. I love how his hand slowly traces my body, feeling every curve. I can't help how my body wants to arch in response. This gesture rewards me with a low moan of approval from Alastor as his hands slowly start moving to remove my clothing.

Neither of us break away from the kiss for quite a while. I'm able to unbutton his shirt and move towards his pants without needing to break away. He pulls his arms out of the sleeves effortlessly while I work on pulling down his slacks and underwear. I can hear him kick off his shoes as he continues pulling down my jeans and panties in one fluid motion.

We finally break away so that he can pull my shirt over my head, not ripping any of the fabric. So careful and so gentle. He quickly returns his lips to mine as I feel his hand slide to my back and unfasten the clasp of my bra. We're both completely bare and engulfed in each other's presence. Nothing else around us is important at this moment. Only what's happening now.

I trail my hands up and down his back. I can't help but lightly grip his skin whenever his hands trail an area of my body that feels particularly pleasant. It doesn't escape me how his breath hitches sometimes if I'm closer to his neck. He must like that spot in particular.

I feel his fingertips move along my inner thigh. I almost moan just from that small gesture. It's like my body instinctively moves from his touch, opening my legs wider so that his fingers can explore more easily.

I can't help the curiosity that builds in my head as my hands continue to move up his neck and through his hair. Once my fingertips make contact with his fuzzy ears, he releases a fully forced muffled moan. It would've been much stronger if we weren't still making out like we couldn't get enough.

I can tell this shocks him. He finally pulls his head back and looks down at me with wide eyes. My hands land on his shoulders and I can't help but slightly laugh.

"It's okay." I try to ease his mind. I can tell his wheels are turning. "I won't tell anyone." I remind him. This seems to help him relax a little. With a smile still on my face I pull myself up a bit so that I'm closer to him. "It'll be our little secret." I whisper to him in a teasing tone.

Alastor lets out a small chuckle, a soft smile on his face. "My ears are particularly sensitive." He explains. "I do like how it feels when you touch them." He admits.

"Oh? So, I can subdue the big terrifying Radio Demon just by simply touching these?" I ask jokingly as I reach for his ears again. He leans into my touch, and I can see his body relax. Any tension he was holding seems to melt away.

"Are you trying to get a rise out of me, mon cher?" Alastor questions. Even his tone of voice sounds more relaxed. "It's not going to work." Even in his calm state, his claim is so confident.

"Who said I was trying to get you riled up? I just-" My words trail off as I feel his hand move closer to my core. His movement is so slow and tantalizing, yet somehow still so erotically amazing.

"Don't forget, my darling mate, I'm learning all about you too." Alastor's low voice confidently states. "I'm learning what areas make you breathless. Where on your body I must indulge in so I can hear you moan out-"