Eliot took this picture during the Christmas party......he was blackout drunk.
Safe to say Alastor promptly confiscated it for obvious reasons😂
It's hanging on Aria's cork board now.
Smile❤️
Aria's POV
I moaned softly as the morning light caused me to slowly wake up.
My arms and legs were tangled around something warm, and I unconsciously pulled myself closer to it to try and soak up all of the heat.
Then I felt myself get wrapped up and hugged into whatever it was, and memories came flooding into my brain. Memories of the night Alastor and I shared with each other.
Turns out, he has the stamina of a fully grown horse, and he put me to shame with how long he could just keep going.
And he kept it up the entire time.
Eventually I just passed out, and I guess he did too.
"Good morning, peu d'amour..." he mumbled, trailing his fingers down my side.
"Good morning..." I replied, just as groggily. He pulled me closer and sighed softly.
My eyes fought me against opening, but eventually I managed to blink away the sleep. He was laid next to me, and I had part of my body pressed against him.
We're both still naked, and I admired the way his muscles looked as the light from the window hit them. Using my pointer finger I trailed down the center of his abs and watched a smile curl onto his lips.
Slowly his eyes opened as well, and focused on me.
I couldn't help but smile, curling my leg further around his and locking him into a hold.
His fingers brushed through my hair before he spoke again.
"How do you feel...?" he asked me and I hummed softly as I thought about it. How do I feel?
Hm...oh, yea. Fucking fantastic.
"I feel absolutely fantastic," I said with a smile, and this caused his smile to widen before his head fell back onto the pillow and he chuckled.
"Ok, I was just making sure we're on the same page," he said and then sighed, "I don't think I've felt this good in a long time."
I nodded against his chest and snuggled closer to him. This just seems almost too perfect...I want to stay this way with him.
I wish I could pause time and just stay in this moment.
Then my eyes shot open as I realized something. He came inside me at least four times last night...
"Uh...Alastor..." I started and he hummed, "you can't like...get me pregnant...right?" I asked and his entire body tensed beneath me.
"...I don't believe so...?" He said, not sounding very confident. This didn't ease my nerves at all.
Then he shifted to face me better and I looked up into his eyes. He gave me a soft smile and brushed his thumb over my bottom lip.
"We are not the same species, dear...I am not human. There should be no reason for my semen to be compatible with your body," he said softly and I cringed.
"Ew, don't say the word semen..." I mumbled and he rolled his eyes.
"What would you rather me refer to it as? Cum? That is a foul word, darling," he said begrudgingly and I laughed at that.
"Oh yea? Is it? I recall you saying multiple times how you were going to pump me full of your c—"
Suddenly there was a large hand over my entire face and he shoved me down into the pillows.
"Shhhhhhhhhhut up," he hissed, and I giggled before peeling his hand away from my face. I sighed, then, and looked over towards the window.
My eyes caught the morning light seeping through the frosted glass, and I reveled in the calmness of the morning.
There was a moment of us just silently laying with one another, his fingertips gently grazing over my skin. I actually started to drift off again, my eyes feeling heavy.
"Aria..."
His voice snapped me back to being awake, and I looked up at him. I was silent as I waited for him to continue. His lips parted and then met...a nervous hesitation lining his actions.
"I think...I..."
My heart started beating slightly faster and then he sighed.
"I hope you enjoyed yourself last night, dear..." he finished, looking away from my eyes.
My excitement dwindled and I let off a small smile, nodding slightly.
"I did...I hope you did, too?" I asked, quickly masking my disappointment. He chuckled and then smirked at me.
"I did, actually...I enjoyed myself thoroughly," he answered teasingly and I let my eyelids lower as I crawled up onto his chest. His eyelids fell as well and he glanced at my lips.
"Yea? Daddy enjoyed himself?" I purred, expecting him to light up and get embarrassed. Instead, his smile widened and he wrapped his arms tighter around me.
"He did," he growled softly, barely a whisper away from my lips, "and if some little girls don't watch their nasty little mouths, they'll find themselves face down in the pillows again," he whispered and then smiled even wider.
My cheeks lit up scarlet after he said that and I giggled, pushing against his chest.
"Oh my god, Alastor!" I giggled and he chuckled.
"I see the appeal of your vulgar speaking now, dear. That reaction is quite funny," he said and I rolled my eyes heavily before rolling off of him and to the edge of the bed.
"Well, I'm going to go take a shower," I said and Alastor started moving to get up as well.
"I'll join you...to...save water," he said, a slight hesitation in his words. I rolled my eyes, but smiled.
Then, as soon as I tried to stand I started to collapse. Pain exploded through my pelvis and I braced myself to hit the hardwood.
But I guess Alastor noticed soon enough, because in an instant he had his arms around me to keep me from falling. My hands grasped at his arms and I held myself steady.
I tried once more to walk, but the aching pain in my hips and pelvis was just too intense.
"Sweetheart, are you alright?" Alastor sounded panicked and I chuckled before taking a deep breath.
"Y-yea...you just...uh...I'm a bit sore is all," I explained and he paused. I looked up at him and his expression was confused and a bit scared.
"Sore? You're in pain?" He asked, his voice shrinking pitifully. He scooped me up off the floor, holding me.
"Should I not be so rough next time—?"
"No!" I quickly cut him off and then cleared my throat, "no...Alastor..." I pulled back slightly, taking his shoulders in my hands. He was just holding me with his arms hooked under my butt, and I was slightly taller than him like this.
"It's to be expected...you're pretty blessed downstairs, so I was expecting this. All you did was bruise my cervix...if it bothers you, you could probably heal me if you wanted to," I explained, trying to make that nervousness in his eyes go away.
Quickly he sat me on the bed, then he laid me back and put his hand on my lower stomach.
"Here...?" He asked, gently pushing his fingers into my skin. I winced and nodded. That familiar tingle set in, making my stomach feel weird.
Slowly the aching subsided and he pulled his hand away. I sat up, slowly sliding my feet to the floor. When I stood up, there was no pain, and I smiled.
"You're just full of fun parlor tricks," I said, nudging him. His smile was back, and his eyelids lowered.
"I can show you a few more..." he growled, a low purr rolling through his chest as he leaned down to be more level with me. I walked past him, putting my hand over his face and pushing him back.
After that I was humming softly as I swayed my hips on the way to the shower.
When I got to the doorway, I placed on hand on the doorframe and turned to face him slightly. I smirked and he was just looking at me, his arms behind his back.
He's still butt ass naked.
My eyes fell on the beautiful gift between his legs and then I raised them back to his eyes.
"Come on, let's save some water."