Alastor x Fem!Reader

Chapter 32

You woke up in the morning with Alastor stroking your fur. The fire was dying but it still emitted a warm glow.

"Are you awake, dear?" Alastor asked. His hands roamed to your hips and snaked around the front of your body to pull you closer to him.

You grumbled and turned your head to face him.

"Mmhmm," you slid out of the sleeping bag and into the kitchen to make pancakes. You were a little hungry.

Alastor followed you, grabbing his coat from the floor and folding it up, placing it on the couch afterwards.

You dug through his pantry to find the ingredients and made a fluffy pancake batter. These were going to be dummy thicc.

You cooked an entire plateful and portioned them out between you and Alastor. He brought out butter and syrup and sliced some strawberries. He added nothing to his, but instead ate them like a sandwich.

This made you confused.

Alastor, the most gentlemanly man in all of hell, was eating pancakes... With his hands...

That was so wrong on so many levels.

You shrugged it off and dressed your pancakes to your liking and ate them.

Alastor watched you with his usual smile stretched sleepily across his face. He began to hum Bust Your Kneecaps. You finished your breakfast faster so you could sing with him.

You started the song and walked over to sit in his lap. He held you close as you sang all the parts of it cheerfully like this was normal (which it kind of was, at least for you two). You finished it up and sat on his legs chuckling.

He nuzzled his face into your neck to prevent you from standing up and walking away.

And you just couldn't say no to that adorable purr of his.

It was so calming and probably the cutest thing you've ever heard. You didn't know he could make that noise.

In your distracted thoughts, your eyes led themselves down his back and saw something you hadn't noticed before. Alastor had a tail.

You got a devilish smile on your face and reached down to pet it. As soon as your fingers came into contact with his tail, he teleported across the room.

You looked at him and he was backed against the wall with wide eyes, kind of like a deer in the headlights.

"Don't touch my tail, please," his hands were pressed harshly against the wall next to him. "Or my ears or antlers."

You stiffled a laugh at how shaky his voice was.

"What's wrong, Al?" You stood up and put your hands together behind your back.

"Just please, don't," he sounded desperate for you not to touch him in those three paces. You smiled normally and agreed not to.

He then clapped his hands together.

"What shall we do now?" He walked towards you and put an arm around your shoulder. You thought for a second but didn't find any ideas worth mentioning. So instead, you just shrugged.

"Want to go back to the lake?" He suggested.

"That would be nice. Sure," you reached up to take his hand that was on your shoulder in yours. You led him there this time since you were so peppy and full of energy.

You climbed up the pavilion steps and to a bench were Alastor sat next to you.

A small songbird landed next to you. Alastor smiled at you and you smiled back before holding your hand out for it to hop on. It boarded your hand and you raised it up...

And then you snapped it's neck.

"Sorry, I just haven't killed in a while. It was killing me," you told Alastor your reason for killing an innocent beauty of nature. He just laughed and took the bird in his hands.

"I'm not mad, I'm rather happy to see how well you can bait in your victims and how quick you can kill them," he stroked it's soft back and gave it back to you.

"So... What should I do with it," you turned it's limp body gently in your hands.

"Let's maybe bury it?" Alastor may have been a psychopath, but he did have the decency to bury corpses. You stepped off the pavilion and found a soft patch of dirt in between two bushes.

You began digging with a shovel Alastor summoned into your hands. It took one scoop before the hole was deep enough.

Alastor placed the bird in the hole and covered it up before turning the shovel back into nothing.

You looked at eachother with loving looks and went back to the small shelter beside the lake. You reached out to snap a long branch of one of the nearby dead trees. You dipped it in the water and swirled it around.

You leaned against Alastor and didn't talk. You just appreciated that you could have some downtime with your boyfriend. And both could ruin it.

"There you are!" Lucifer said from behind you. Your ears fell flat against your head and Alastor groaned beside you.

"How is my favorite couple in hell?" He sat next to you, where the bird was. And then you imagined he was the bird and you snapped his neck. You smiled a bit at the thought.

"Can't you go bother a couple that's not happy?" Alastor sat up straighter and angled his head forward so his huge antlers were fully visible.

"Well where's the fun in that? They're already sad enough with an unstable relationship. What fun would it be to screw with them," he laid down across both you and Alastor's laps.

"You get to witness a fight?" You pointed out, trying to push him off of you. He swatted your hands away playfully and smiled innocently up at Alastor. Alastor was smiling, but it was clearly strained. His eyes were full of rage as he stared down his nose at the white demon invading his privacy and personal space.

"Well, we were just about to leave, isn't that right, (Y/n)?" Alastor took one of your hands and squeezed it, signalling you to play along.

"Yeah," you started to stand which made Lucifer stand as well. "We're going home where we're going to spend some time together."

Lucifer cocked his head and opened his mouth to speak before you interrupted him.

"Alone."

Alastor led you home, leaving Lucifer behind, lifting a weight off of both your shoulders.