Death, but no Description (AlastorXReader)

Chapter 16

(WARNING, THERE WILL BE A VERY DEPRESSING (triggering) SCENE IN THIS CHAPTER, ASWELL AS THERE WILL BE SMUT, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.)

(Y/N)

Alastor and I were cuddling on the couch.

Just then, I needed to use the washroom.

"I need to use the washroom." I said, lightly.

Alastor sighed lightly.

"Okay, lets go Dear." He replied.

Wait, hold on... he is coming with?"

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa! I can go by myself." I replied.

Alastor's head tilted to the right, his smile grew.

"I am afraid, I can't leave you to yourself... you could get hurt or something..." Alastor replied

I sighed.

"Ok fine... but you look away when I go..." I mentioned.

He nodded.

"It's not like I haven't seen you fully naked before, but as you please, my love." Alastor replied.

I felt a bit awkward now, but I shook it off. We walked to the washroom.

We walked into the washroom, Alastor turned around as I went, then finished.

I stood up and started to head to the door, but was stopped. Alastor blocked the door.

"So what were you doing when you were gone?" Alastor asked.

He looked at me, curiously.

I facepalmed, Then sighed.

"It was literally one night, Alastor.... you act as if this was over a year..." I mentioned.

Alastor started to walk towards me. I began to back away.

"So much can happen in a night, you could've had a partner for the night for all I know." Alastor rambled.

I rolled my eyes. Alastor kept walking towards me until he pinned me against the wall.

"It's like you don't know who I am, Alastor." I replied.

He looked at me, even more curious than before.

"You seem awfully distant from me, that's why I am asking." Alastor's tone sound more timid than before.

Alastor moved his body closer to me, close enough that our bodies were touching.

"You should know that you can trust me! I didn't like Ang-" I was cut off.

Alastor placed his hand over my mouth.

"Shhhh, lets not speak of that brat in this household..." Alastor cut me off.

He looked desperate, but in a more insane sense... Alastor looked as if he were going mad.

He removed his hand from my face, and before I could say anything else, he kissed me. I decided to kiss him in return.

Alastor kissed me so desperately, as if he never wanted to even think that there was a chance I would leave him again. His hands trailed over my back, I could feel him twitch lightly every time he ran his hand over a scar. Every scar his hand could find, Alastor would become more rough with kissing me.

We pulled apart.

Both of us were breathless.

Alastor then ripped my shirt off, my face turned immediately turned red.