Bottom! Alastor one-shots!

12 Kinks of Christmas; Masochism StaticLoveTune

For the sixth pleasure of Christmas my boyfriend's gave to me,
Six burn wounds,
Five pieces of lingerie!
Four degrading pet names,
Three hours of pleasing master,
Sex in two public places,
And a night of calling out daddy.

Alastor slowly wakes up to the feeling of cold electrified hand caressing his cheek, his eyes lazily fluttering open as his tired mind tries to remember everything that happened. He looks over at his former rival and smiles softly, nuzzling his head against the low voltage hand, enjoying the small bit of pleasure the low pain brought to his senses. It wasn't a secret he was a masochist, they all knew it, and they all loved taking advantage of it. Vox's other hand drifted down his chest, Alastor groans as the electricity sparking from his fingers sends sweet pleasurable pain through his body. Vox uses both of his hands and starts to roll Alastor's sensitive bud under his fingers, Alastor squirming as pain was focused on that sensitive area. Alastor pants watching the other play with his nipples in such a deliciously painful way, only to whine when they were removed. The hands relocated to his thighs and began spreading his legs apart, then rubbing his inner thighs.

   Alastor's legs tremble at the feeling of the electric current so close to his leaking hole, pre-cum having started to soak the panties once again. Alastor lifts his legs up, both to press Vox fingers onto his thighs, and to bring his lovers attention to his now wet hole. Vox quickly got the message, but wanted to tease the deer by continuing to rub his thighs before slowly inching them down. Alastor whined as the desperation and pain started to make him tear up, drool dripping from his mouth as he craved what was to come soon yet Vox was denying him. Just as soon as Alastor thought Vox wouldn't pull through, he screams as two fingers are thrust deep inside of him, hitting his prostate dead on. "Vox!~ oh Vox!~ fuck it feels so good!~ yes!~ keep going-don't stop!~" Alastor begs desperately. Vox grunts, seeing Al so needy turned him on so bad, he started jerking himself off with his free hand before adding a third finger. "Aaaaaaah!~" Alastor cries out, gripping the sheets that had been stained from their previous round of pleasure.
Soon three fingers turned to four, Vox practically fisting the radio demon, that was squirming and moaning non-stop as tears flowed down his cheeks. Then, Vox slowly worked his electrified fist into the stretched out hole, the feeling overwhelming the overstimulated deer as he came hard.

Alastor pants with lustful eyes before pulling the other up to smash his lips against Vox screen, Vox eagerly complying as he dives his tongue into the hungry mouth of his lover. He wraps his hands around the others neck, lightly squeezing it to cut off the deers already lacking airflow. Alastor digs his claws into Vox back, his body loving the constriction, but his instincts were blaring warning bells in his mind. Thankfully, before it went to far, Vox released him from his grip, allowing Alastor to swallow big gulps of air to accommodate. Vox looked down across Alastor's body, burn marks being left on his nipples, thighs, the skin around his hole, and now his neck. He admired his handiwork before realizing with disappointment they would heal quickly anyways.

   Deciding it was time, Vox grabbed some lube from the nightstand and coated his erection with the slippery substance. Alastor took notice and hooked his legs around his arms to keep them up, allowing Vox better access to his waiting hole. Vox nearly short-circuit seeing Alastor present himself for him, and who was he to keep the eager deer waiting? He thrust his hips, plunging his dick into Alastor and striking his prostate dead on. Alastor squeals as hot pleasure shoots through his body as he is filled with the others sizable cock. Vox licks his lips at the sight of the needy deer below him, fuck call him a simp but he could stare at Alastor like that all day. He doubted the deer would like that however, so once he got his fair share of the stunning sight, he started to thrust again. "Ooooooh!~ yes right there!~ I-I-aaaaaaah~ faster!~" Alastor demanded, craving the friction that drove him absolutely wild and needing the eventual release that wound then follow along with it. Vox happily complied, pounding into him at an inhuman speed, with a force that could only be described as animalistic. Alastor was crying as the pleasure became so much, his claw starting to pull his own hair to try and relieve himself of some of the pleasure, but the pain only added to it. He came hard, his walls tightening around Vox cock, causing him to cum as well and fill the crimson sinner.

   Alastor wasn't ready to stop yet, since all this was meant to be his presents from his lovers, surely they had to oblige to his desires yes? So as soon as Vox cock slipped out of his hole, he repositioned himself to be sitting in front of his lover, ignoring the stinging of his hips. Vox was confused by the deers actions, but suddenly Alastor dips his head down and starts licking the cum of of his manhood. Vox groans and grips Alastor's hair in his claws, Alastor swirling his tongue around the head and giving the slit a long lick. Then he immediately plunged in and took the whole of Vox dick in his throat, Vox gasping not just from the pleasure, but also because of the way Alastor's throat bulged to fit him. Alastor gripped Vox legs to keep himself steady as he worked his mouth on the others dick, being careful of his teeth as to not damage the prized appendage. Vox was a panting, groaning mess, the wet, warm mouth and lack of remaining stamina pushing him over the edge quickly. Alastor swallowed up all he was given, pulling away with a loud pop when he was done. While Vox would have loved to keep Alastor all for himself, he knew he had to return him to the hotel.