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Alastor looked a bit taken aback at this question but soon regained his sad posture. He looked deep in thought, you guessed he was trying to find the right words for this situation.
"We-well, I..um..killed multiple p-people...you could say I was a s-serial killer. Heh." He said awkwardly, you then noticed- sigh
But merely shook the thought away, not wanting to put pressure on the sad deer boi.The waitress soon came over and asked for your meals. You ordered [favorite meal/not deer] and Alastor ordered venison. You were surprised that Alastor, the deer demon had ordered venison; which is cooked deer meat.
When the waitress finally left, Alastor gazed at you. "So, what brought you to Hell, my D-darling?" You smiled at him, but gave him a small shake of your head, "That question, I don't really know the answer to. I haven't really done anything remotely to a sin. But you know what they all say, 'You're down here for a reason.' "
He gave you a knowing look, soon enough; your food arrived. You thanked the waitress and began to eat, making small but polite gestures as you ate the surprising good food. You moaned a little at the taste, not realizing Alastor had heard. He looked up, his face flushed up. He slightly faked coughed and began to dig into his own meal.
After our splendid dinner, the waiter took our plates and gave us the bill. You were about to place the money down when Alastor stopped you. "You should know, My Darling. T-that a gentleman always pays for the womans meal."
That statement made you blush, but you nodded and let him pay. As you two left, you both took a short cut through an abandoned park. Gasping, you let go of Alastors arm and rushed over to the swing set. Being the fucking child you are, you sat down and asked Alastor to push you. He was flustered at this and began to push you lightly on the swing set.
"Come on, Al. I know you can push me higher!" (No, stay away you dirty minded sinners!!!) You laughed, he smirked; and gave you a big push. Which sent the swing into the air. You felt so alive, you laughed. But then, you had this AMAZING idea to flipping JUMP OFF THE SWING! Getting ready to slip off and jump, you leaned forward and as Alastor gave you one last push into the air, you jumped.
From the quick motion, you could see Alastors face, his expression was in total shock. But before you could hit the ground, you were in Alastors arms? You blinked, confused. You looked up at Alastor, he was crying. "M-my Darling....please d-don't try to..hurt yourself." He pleaded, holding you bridal style. Your heart skipped a beat, "Oh deer, Al! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry!" You reached up and cupped his face with your hand.
He set you down, but took his hand and placed it ontop of your hand; which was still cupping his cheek. You gazed into his sapphire eyes and felt yourself leaning in. He too, was doing the same action. You smiled at him, then wiped the tears away with your free hand. He gave you a shy smile, then without hesitation he pressed his lips to yours.
Gasping at the sudden motion, he wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned more into the kiss. Without a second thought, you kissed back.
After a few seconds, you parted; taking a small breather. We stared into each others eyes for a few moments before you broke apart.Now walking back to the Hotel with peaceful silence.
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