Touch Me - Radio Fucked The Video Star

Be advised; This is gonna be a lot.
You're walking into a dark and sexy place. It's gonna be fascinating... but legit, fucked up. This isn't just an Alastorxvox smutty fanfic. I'm taking Alastor to MANY different places, with many people.

Alastor was back. Again.
You thought this was the first time he had disappeared? No, no... this isn't the first time.
And Vox?
No, he's not okay either.

Not only did he have to watch the most brutal violations of a person live streamed on tv and over the radio. Every soul in Hell saw our heard what Alastor did to Lucifer.

They were confused, scared, pissed, and/or doing things to make the situation significantly worse.
But Alastor...
Alastor was different this time. He was close to figuring something out. Something important, and however unpleasant what he had in mind was, he knew he'd have to cross some serious lines.

And while he was gone, he had upped his extremely charming game.
He knew he would break his own values and codes. Along with constantly trying to hide who and what he was. But that was then, while he was gone.
Down here, though... There were no laws to break.

There were no limits, no repercussions... What, would be end up in Hell? Yeah... already there.
And while the hotel was standing, more or less, far more sinister things were happening there behind, mostly closed doors.

Nothing was off limits this time.
He'd use that sexy charm, he'd have Vox back to begging him on hands and knees like a dog in heat crying out for a fuck.
A different monster walked alongside friends and enemies, and another darkness had been awoken in Alastor.
No one saw it coming until it was impossible to unsee. And by then, it was way too late.

* *You've been warned that if you have any kinda issuess around noncon sex, mature themes, mental health issues pertaining to certain types of BDSM or, well pretty much anything you can think of... find a different story.
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here...