Burning Desire (Alastor X Reader)

Chapter 16 Having fun again

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No, no, no! No way! You weren't going to dance with him! It's gonna snow in hell the day this infamy happens. What was the next step? Watch a movie? Non God please no! no! no!

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"No, no Alastor, that's really not necessary, plus I'm not really comfortable dancing after dinner." You tried to get away from him, but your words fell on deaf ears. Alastor's grip on your arm tightened.

"I knew you'd like it, my dear." Alastor cooed with a sadistic smile.

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You growled in frustration as the anguish of being near him devoured you from within. Your heartbeat quickened as he led you through the restaurant with overwhelming energy. Many demons had stopped eating and looked at you with immense confusion.

To see the white wolf and the Radio demon together in one place without them trying to kill each other was, in itself, a myth. However, to see you about to dance together was the most inconceivable and incredible idea they could dare to imagine.

Alastor made his microphone appear with excitement. You looked at the object with a little mistrust. What was he going to do to you? Possess you and force you to dance to his own taste?

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"Let's put a better atmosphere here" Alastor said through his microphone.

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The deer snapped its fingers and the lighting in the restaurant began to change until it became a little more festive without distorting the place. It was discreet, the colors gave a much warmer and more pleasant atmosphere. Perfect for dancing...

You bit your tongue while your free hand held the fabric of your dress tightly, crumpling it slightly.

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Your ears began to tremble slightly as you heard the music change in a little static, it was like someone adjusting the frequency of a radio. When the white noise ended you listened carefully to the music, which was already much more lively than the one you had had the opportunity to listen to during your "conversation" with the deer during your meal.

Some of the demons looked at each other with a puzzled look on their faces. Some whispered several theories that went through their heads, but fortunately for you, you were far too far away to hear them. Some assumed it was a date, others thought it was just business, others thought it was a bet you had lost, and a handful of them thought there was something more but that it was not the primary purpose of your presence in that restaurant.

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Suddenly Alastor gently placed one hand on your hip and pulled you onto the dance floor. You let out a surprised little scream when you felt his claws on you. You were not comfortable at all, you felt oppressed, forced...directed.

You felt as if his hands were like a leash and you were the dog.

Your face twisted in frustration and disgust as Alastor guided your steps. Your body was content to follow the directions without too much resistance, nevertheless, your movements were rigid, without any class, spiritless.

Alastor sighed inwardly at your expression. Oh Lucifer, you could be so stubborn sometimes.

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"Smile, my dear, you're never fully dressed without it."

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His words have earned you a frown on your part. He had no right to tell you how to behave, especially when he dared to force you to do something you didn't like at all. However, you knew you had to play along, this sadist could make you dance until you were exhausted if he didn't get what he wanted from you.