Hellbound | Alastor x reader

Returning the favour

The alcohol from last night's drink that Angel had spiked gave you a severe headache today. You barely remembered anything from last night. It's all just a few blurs and a big mixed-up memory filled with lots of music, talking, and movies. You sit there at the bar with Husk, holding your head in your hands when you hear Angel walking in through the door. As the two of you make eye contact you give Angel a deathly stare and he quickly turns around to go the other way, but you catch him by the collar. You turn him to face you, still holding that scary look on your face. The pain of your headache is forgotten in your anger.

"Hey! (Y/n), babe. How ya doin'?", he says with a nervous chuckle, aware that he'd screwed up.

"Oh, don't you (y/n) me! Charlie and Vaggie told me that you'd spiked my drink last night.", your words spit out of your mouth like venom.

"Haha, they did? Well that's-", you cut him off by pushing him up against a wall.

"I don't want to hear any of your excuses!"

"Alright I admit. I may have spiked your drink just a tad bit. But I swear I only did so you could let loose a little and have fun, be happy ya kno-", you cut him off again, this time you slowly choke him.

"You know the only thing your stupid drink brought me is a stupid splitting headache, and it's giving me just about enough reason to forget being a proper perfect princess and just take that fragile life out of you! I'm sick of-", you realize that Angel is pretty scared to death seeing this dark side of yours. Even Husk seems a bit freaked out, which is quite an achievement knowing what all Husk might having know Alastor for so long. "I-I'm sorry Angel, I j-just......its just I didn't really like what you did and it made me a bit mad because I thought I could trust you."

"Awe (y/n) you can. I guess it is kinda my fault..............and I'm really sorry.", Angel apologises and it's evident in his voice that he really is sorry for what he did.

"It's alright."

"So no hard feelings?"

"Yup...babe.", you joke.

"Hey that's my line. But seriously......... it's weird when you say that.", he laughs and then turns to a serious face. You two then break into a laugh once again.

"So um......could you.....like....walk me through all that happened last night. It's mostly just a blur for me and I'd really like to know if I did anything I might regret.", you ask nervously.

"Well there's a lot to regret from last night.", he says with a chuckle.

He then explains everything from last night to you. You just sit there with your mouth wide open in shock as you listen to everything. By the end of the story you look like you just saw a ghost. Angel is a bit concerned for a second before you burst out.

"I kissed the fucking Radio demon!?!?", you literally shout. Your remark surprised Angel as this was his first time hearing you curse, ever.

"Well yeah, and you were very smooth with it too. I think I might need to take advice from you from now on.", Angel jokes in an attempt to ease the tension in the room.

"This is not funny Angel. What happened after that?......and why am I still........alive?", you ask with visible concern and fear.

"Well, after that you kinda passed out on his lap and he didn't really do anything to you. He just petted your head like you were his little kitten or soemthin'. He seemed to enjoy it too.", Angel wiggled his eyebrows as he said this. You just looked weirded-out.

The only words you could say were, "Creepy pervert.", your face showed clear frustration.

"I'd be more careful of my choice of words if I were you, darling.", you hear a static voice say from behind you.

You just freeze at the moment and don't even dare to look back. Angel had fear written all over his face and you could tell you'd messed up big time.

"I just remembered that.....uh...... I've got......somewhere....to be. Goodbye Angel!", that goodbye felt like your last as you quickly dashed to the stairs.

You could feel Alastor's presence behind you. You scurried into the basement and locked the door. You switched on the lights and just waited there not knowing what else to do. Suddenly the lights in the room started to flicker and went out, you could hear the static noise fill the air around you. You were never very fond of the darkness. You've never had good memories in the dark, they were always something bad like how your father murdered your mother in the dark or how you were murdered in a dark ally in the dead of night. This was no different and you just crawled into a little ball trying to hold your self together. As the static noise got louder you could feel his figure towering over you even though your eyes were closed. You didn't dare look but you knew you had to. So you slowly lifted your head from your knees to reveal two red glowing eyes, staring into your soul. Chills ran down your spine as you felt his stare on you. You tried to scream but he closed your mouth and muffled your voice. He grabbed your hair and raised you up. He expected you to let out a painful cry but instead, as his fingers swirled in your deer ears, a moan escaped your lips. It took Alastor by surprise and he let you go, but he quickly came back to his sinister grin.

At this moment you wondered why this was happening to you. You felt so helpless, so fragile, so powerless against him. You probably could have taken him but something stopped you from doing so. You realized that at that moment, you were no different from the countless victims of your merciless bloodlust. You thought of how they had begged for mercy and you didn't even show a trace of compassion or sympathy. Now here you are, living a life disguised among those very demons, posing a friendly face when you would still kill them without flinching, not one bit. Death didn't concern you anymore, you felt like you deserved it. You'd betrayed the angels and you'd murdered several demons, yet you still live. The fearful expression on your face faded into a smile. You started laughing hysterically.

Figures I'd be murdered twice. I deserve it anyway.

"You know.......I've murdered....countless souls and then I fled from that prison jail heaven. All because I was sick of living by the rules of someone else.", you say as you feel like a disgrace. Alastor just stands there and listens, not making any sounds.....just staring at you.

"Then when I think I'm done, I end up killing to survive and living among the very beings I once massacred. Being an angel I used to despise demons, when we're no different from them. If you want to punish.....or.......even kill me, go ahead. I deserve it.", you say as you feel tears welling up in your eyes, but you hold them back.

You lift your head to look at Alastor. He tilts his head to the side and widens his grin, his eyes glowing even brighter. He pushes you up against a wall and forces his lips onto your neck, biting into your flesh and sending an ecstatic yet painful sensation throughout your body. You wanted to let out a scream of pain but your mouth just can't produce the sound.

His teeth burry deep into your flesh and cause a bit of blood to drip down your shoulders. This he sensually sucks up. He then moves his free hand to the back of your neck for extra support and the touch of his cold fingers sends a shiver down your spine. You can't help but let out a soft moan as you're overcome with a strange sort of pleasure. You can feel his lips slowly bend upwards as he smiles through the kiss. He gently pulls back and looks at you with what looks like amusement in his eyes.

As you are suddenly hit with a feeling of great fatigue, he takes you into his arms and teleports you to your room. He lays you comfortably in bed and tucks you in.

"But......why?", You manage to mutter, still very tired.

"Oh I was just returning the favor, dear.", he says in his static voice as he kisses you on the forehead, before disappearing into the shadow.

You're left there alone and it's pretty late. You can see the light of the evening sun seep in through your curtains. But the fatigue slowly sets in and causes you to drift off into a peaceful slumber.