A Match Made In Hell | An Alastor x Reader Lemon Series

Good Morning

I woke up the next morning in my bed, with Alastor's arm wrapped around my waist. He held me tucked close to him. I smiled softly, even with my confession last night, he still held me like nothing had ever happened. I must have shifted unintentionally, because Alastor stirred next to me. 

"Mmmm, good morning, my dear." Alastor murmured, kissing my neck. I rolled over in his arms to face him, my body pressed against the length of his. I kissed his lips gently, feeling the hotness of his flesh through the thin shirt I had fallen asleep in. Alastor kissed me back, one hand wound up in my hair, the other pressing me to him even tighter. He deepened the kiss, running his tongue along my bottom lip before delving into my mouth. 

I felt his weight shift, and suddenly he was on top of me, pinning me to the bed. I drug my nails down his back, clinging to him. The hand on my waist moved down to my hips, where he gripped my panties, pulling them down. Casting them aside, he laid himself between my legs as he kissed down my neck. The sensation sent shivers up my spine. 

"Alastor..." I moaned softly as I felt him push against my slick entrance. At the sound of his name, he pushed himself to the hilt inside me. Crying out, I clung to him. Pausing to let me adjust to his size, he kissed me again. After a few moments, he pulled partway out, then slid back in. The sensation made me moan again and tilt my head back. 

Slowly, he pulled out, then pushed back in...out...in...out...in. Each time he hit that sweet spot, building the knot in my core. My hips bucked against his, and Alastor picked up his pace. The knot in my core tightened, and I screamed his name.

Alastor mercilessly thrust into me with everything he had, his breath hot on my neck. His hands roamed over my body, sending electric sparks over my skin everywhere he touched. I wound my fingers through his hair, my senses spiraling out of control. The knot clenched to it's breaking point, begging to be released.

Sensing my urgency, Alastor pushed into me even harder. Screaming his name, I felt the knot snap and unwind. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and above me Alastor moaned, finding his own release. As the waves subsided, we laid there, intertwined, catching our breath. 

After a moment, I looked up into his red gaze. Alastor was smiling down at me, and it made me blush. I kissed him softly, smiling. 

"Good morning." I murmured, feeling like it was a really good morning. 

"A very good morning," Alastor replied, giving me a quick kiss before rolling out of bed, "Coffee, my dear?" 

I rolled onto my side, watching him, "Fucks like a stallion and  makes me coffee? How did I get lucky enough to find you?" My comment made Alastor break out in his signature grin. 

"Easy, my dear," He said, "You just won the relationship lottery."