(SMUT WARNING 🤪)
(A/n: just some music for ambiance, since I'm feeling a little ✨extra✨ today. You may take it or leave it)
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The moment the door had latched and locked behind you, Alastor had you pinned against the wall; not even making it to your bed just yet. The sleeves of your gown falling with gravity due to your dress now being unzipped, revealing some cleavage and a hint of your strapless bra to the stag you were pressed against. Labored breaths filled the room as the air around you got heavier.
Your head was in a whirl as you felt one of his hands slowly inching up your thigh, letting him savor the preview of your soft skin in his hands. The smell of his pheromones was like an aphrodisiac in itself, on top of his smokey and earthy scent that never failed to intoxicate you. If it were possible to overdose on affection, Alastor would easily bring you to that point. You were high on his touch and all the love he had to give you; feeling every ounce of raw emotion just seeping from his fingertips.
He knew what he was sharing with you, and you knew what you were inviting yourself into. You wanted to give him every piece of you. Knowing he deserved it, it was easy to succumb to him. The level of trust that had been nurtured and tended to since you made amends had transcended to something so deep; something special, something you and Alastor could feel in every fiber of your hearts.
There was no going back.
You were his now, and he was yours. That's all there was to it.
"You've no idea how long I've wanted this." He growled, gently nipping at your neck once more.
"Tell me." You panted, reaching for his neck and fumbled with his bowtie until it was unraveled. Discarding the silken black and red fabric to the floor before undoing the first couple buttons on his shirt.
"Since the night I carried you up here," he paused. Pulling away from your neck and peering into you. His fingers nimbly grasped your chin and held your head to face him. Your heavy lidded eyes fluttering open and meeting his. "You gave me that little smooch on my jaw, I was half tempted to flip you over and just defile you..."
"Alastor," you chuckled lustfully. "So naughty... I never would've expected it from you."
"I meant it when I said I was a gentleman," he chuckled, leaning in and nuzzling his cute nose against the side of your face. "But if you insist, then... how could I deny a sin when you're the best part of committing it?" He sighed contently. His eyes, although glowing, were dark with lust. Filled to bursting with desire and demand; almost as if holding back was causing him pain.
Pulling away slightly he moved your hands away from his collar and shirked his coat off his shoulders. Letting the heavy cloth fall to the floor and then merely ripped the dress-shirt open himself, a stray button or two flying off somewhere else in the room as he discarded that item of clothing as well. You marveled at his upper body that was now on full display, entirely just for you, he was on the thinner side but very toned nonetheless. Broad shoulders that tapered to a thin waist, a thin tuft of red hair between his pectorals; sculpted v-lines that peaked out from his waistband and a very faint and thin treasure trail as well starting just below his belly button. His skin was smooth as porcelain, save for some freckles on his shoulders and several scars. To say he was attractive was an understatement, sex on a stick was more like it.
"You're gorgeous..." you marveled with a soft chuckle, tracing your fingers over the scars on his rib. "I feel so special."
"Funny," he hummed, "I was going to say the same to you."
He set you back down with your feet on the floor, and you repressed a squeak when you felt something grab your wrists and hold them above your head. Pinning you to the wall. Looking up in slight alarm you saw his shadow, smiling wickedly down at you. You were so caught off guard you almost didn't notice Alastor pulling your dress down.
He smiled contently as your dress hit the floor, and dropped to his knees as he helped you step out of it. Still kneeling he looked up at your body with so much adoration and appreciation. Loving how you looked in just your bra and thong, but equally eager to further undress you. Wrapping his fingers around each leg at the knee, he inched his way up to your thighs. Planting kisses along your inner thighs as he went along. You could feel how wet you were getting, feeling heat rise to your face as he worked you up.
"All those teases and taunts about how I wouldn't make an advance toward you had only gotten me pent up, my dear." He said lowly. He gave you another kiss upon your upper thigh before he grasped the waistband of your thong and pulled them down. Noting the faint string of wetness from you as he took them off, he snickered smugly which made you blush harder. It made him throb at the sight, seeing how turned on you were only made him want you more. "I see you've been craving it as well."
"Alastor?" You breathed, looking down at him. His gorgeous eyes met yours, looking just so eager to please you. Your heart fluttered in your chest.
"What is it sweetheart?"
"Tell me the last line in the letter you wrote me." You requested softly.
His expression shifted to an amused, knowing smile. "If you know that I wrote you a letter, then you must know what it says already."
"I wanna hear you say it." You whispered, shuddering as he traced his thumbs almost to where you craved him the most; teasing you on purpose.
"Y/n, darling, my crush..." he trailed off, spreading your legs apart and looking up at you once more. "I am at your mercy."
With that he leaned in and took a long lick up your slit, slipping his tongue just past your soaked folds before trailing up to your clit. Flicking it gently with the tip of his tongue before pulling away for a moment.
"You taste better than I imagined." He smiled.
Alastor bit his lower lip as he dipped his index finger just passed your entrance. You felt your leg twitch slightly at his action, your breath hitching as he withdrew his finger and coated your clit with your juices. Rubbing it in small circles. By now you couldn't help but release a whiny little moan, and mewled when he pushed his finger back into you. This time up to the knuckle. He dipped his head back between your legs and teased your clit with his tongue, circling around it and even tracing little hearts every so often. After a few seconds he withdrew his fingers and mouth completely. Making you whine at the loss of contact.
"Not done, just relocating." He huffed, smirking as he sucked on his finger. Tasting your juices that coated it before pointing to the empty bed. "Lay down."
You nodded, feeling his shadow release your wrists and letting your arms fall to your sides, you walked over to the bed. Legs feeling a little shakey, you blushed that he had managed to bring you to this state. You ached desperately for more. Getting on the bed, you unclasped your bra and tossed it to the floor; Alastor taking a mental picture of the scene and filing it into his memories.
He crawled into the bed and hovered over you, his knees between your legs and keeping them apart as he leaned his head down to the center of your chest. Kissing the valley between your breasts, cupping one in his hand and massaging it gently. His lips and tongue had begun to leave wet kisses in his wake as he trailed over to your other breast; sucking your nipple into his mouth while he gently pinched and played with the other.
You whimpered and cradled his head close to your chest, arching into his touch and raking your fingers through his hair. Letting your head fall back into the pillows and your eyes flutter shut. "Alastor~." You moaned gently.
"I know." He rasped under his breath, pulling away from your chest and snaking his tongue all the way down your stomach. Your muscles tensed and flexed for a moment out of reflex, but his hands roaming to your hips as he inched downward helped keep you from writhing too much. He hummed with carnal delight when he dipped his head back to your core and gave your soaked folds a succulent kiss; releasing a pleased -muffled- groan as he lapped up your juices and gently slurped on your clit.
Your insides fluttered. You couldn't believe how he seemed to make you melt so easily, it shouldn't have been possible to feel this wonderful. He slid his middle finger into you with his palm facing upward and curled his finger, exploring you a little and looking for your g-spot. He knew he hit the right place when you let out a small squeak as his finger brushed against it; your hips jolting up gently out of reflex.
"Oh, sweetheart... You're in trouble, now." He chuckled wickedly.
He teased and played with that sweet spot inside your tight walls, rubbing it at a steady pace. Several moans spilled from your lips as he continued to suck on your clit gently, building a rhythm as he also flicked his tongue against it. Feasting on you like you were the tastiest and juiciest peach he'd ever had. You could feel the fire in your stomach, the coil beginning to wind tightly.
"Nnngh..." you whined, feeling the intensity building. You wrapped one leg over his shoulder and kept his head close to you, to which he merely chuckled at in lustful satisfaction. He was happy he seemed to be pleasing you, all he wanted was to satisfy you. He wanted to make this a night you wouldn't forget. Despite his own need for stimulation beginning to wear him down, he enjoyed just focusing on you. He loved the taste of you, how soft your thighs were against his cheeks. The noises you made were music to his ears; and to know that they were just for him made his heart swell with joy.
The heated coil in your gut tightened even more, gripping onto the bedsheets and kicking slightly as you instinctively tried to shift and alleviate some of the intensity; but Alastor was having none of it. He growled into you as he used his arm to pin your hips down, demand clear in his intent. "Take it." He snarled, barely pulling away before resuming.
Looking down at him for a moment your laden eyes caught a glimpse of his piercing red eyes watching you. Hungrily taking in your movements and expressions as if he was scared to miss them. Every little twitch or sound that you made just fueled his desire. He fantasized so many times about making you reach absolute bliss, for you to be crying out his name in throws of ecstasy. He wanted to make you fucking dissolve, and he wasn't about to stop now.
Your heart raced in your chest, your face and body felt warm. This was too good, way too fucking good. Holding onto his hand that was holding your body in place, you panted and shuddered beneath him. Not sure how much more you could take before you finally toppled over the edge. "Y-you're gonna make me cum..." you whined.
He chuckled darkly and continued his work on you, eager to get you to your release. Hatching an idea he used his magic to emit a small amount of static from his finger, giving you the sensation of vibration as he kept fingering you. That was what finally sent you over the edge. Your back arched and your toes curled as white fire seemed to spread throughout your veins, igniting every cell in your body. Stars clouded your vision when you realized you were holding onto a breath; inhaling sharply which only magnified the feeling.
Your breath was shakey as you panted and moaned, feeling your body twitch as pleasure surged through you in jolts. Finally the first wave off calm had washed over you and your body began to go slack. You instinctively smiled and reached down, petting Alastor's hair lovingly as he lapped up your juices. Feeling your nectar and his own saliva dripping down his chin as he hummed with satisfaction as he picked his head up from your core.
"How the hell are you so good at that?" You panted with a soft laugh. Your body feeling like jell-o as your eyes fluttered open and looked down at him
"You fail to realize how long I've been listening to Angel Dust rant about work." He chuckled with a playful eye-roll, wiping his chin with his hand.
"Didn't think you were taking notes." You jested with a gentle smile. "But I'm grateful you did."
Sitting up slightly you put your weight on your elbows as you patiently awaited him to climb back up your body. When his face was close enough you leaned in and gave him a sweet, succulent kiss on his soft pillowy lips. He let out a lovesick sigh as your lips parted and met again, placing a hand on your chest and carefully pushing you back down onto the bed. You obliged and draped your arm around him, hand splayed on the center of his back while the other hand felt up his chest. His hands roamed your body once more, caressing every inch of your divots and curves as he savored what was finally his.
"Take them off." You panted, barely breaking the kiss and raking your nails down his body; hooking your fingers into his waistband. Tugging on them as you pulled his body close to yours again. Pulling away he sat up and began to give in to your request. Your eyes lustfully scanning his physique as he unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down, boxers with them. His rod springing up as it was finally freed from the confines of his clothes. Shirking the garments to the floor with the other clothes, he knelt up and let you get a good look at what he was packing.
God help you, he was certainly well endowed. Fully erect it pointed up; a dark pink mushroom-tip and shaft that faded to the same ivory grey like that of the rest of his skin as it got closer to the base. Easily a little passed his belly button in length, and if you were to wrap your hand around it you doubt your thumb and longest finger would touch. You could feel your pulse between your legs when you noticed precum glistening as it dribbled down the head of it.
You were honestly worried it might hurt a little, it had been quite a while since you were last intimate with another person and Al was a pretty sizable partner. But you craved him all the same, and you weren't about to discourage him from trying.
"You look a little speechless," he teased, his low and grit-filtered voice gently refocussing your attention. "See something you like, sweetheart?"
You nodded slowly, biting your lower lip as you took one last good look at his manhood before meeting his lustful gaze once more. "You're bigger than I anticipated..." you admitted with a nervous chuckle. He smirked and blushed a little, pleased with your statement and reaction as he hovered over you once more. Resting his body against you, you spread your legs wider and allowed him to nestle his hips between your thighs. He shuddered and released a low moan as the tip teased your clit, grinding himself into you a little. Feeling your soaked folds against the underside of his shaft coating him in your juices.
"Do you want it, Y/n?" He husked. "You want me to fuck you?"
You nodded, a quiet whimper spilling from your lips. This was so different from how he'd normally speak to you. It gave you butterflies in your stomach, to hear him cuss and talk to you in such a lewd manner. And his teasing was doing nothing short but riling you up beyond measure. You had to hand it to him, he proved to have the patience of a saint. He wanted nothing more but to bury himself into you already, and fuck you out of your senses. Yet he abstained for just a little longer, waiting on your permission. "Yes, just..." you murmured. "Please be gentle at first..."
"Awh, of course, my love. You felt so tight already just around my finger...Guess we're just going to have to make it fit, now won't we?" He crooned.
You whimpered as he lined himself up with your entrance. He nuzzled your cheek with his nose and hushed you gently. Shutting your eyes tightly and burying your face into his shoulder, you felt him slide himself into you. Moans spilled from both of you as he buried himself deeply inside of you.
Surprisingly it didn't hurt like you thought it would, you chalked it up to how wet and needy you were for him already. Even so, you had never felt so full in your entire existence. You clung to him tightly as he allowed you to adjust to the stretch within you, which you were greatly appreciative for. He gently rocked his hips as he started fucking you nice and slow at first.
You couldn't help but let out several moans against his skin, feeling every ridge and vein massaging you so wonderfully as he went along. Alastor felt the same amount of primal, blissful pleasure as you, his head falling forward and letting out a moan as he felt you around him. Warm, tight, squeezing his cock deliciously as your juices coated him. This beat any fantasy he'd ever had about you. He couldn't believe he had been missing out on something so amazing, something so mind-numbingly wonderful. He was overjoyed to be sharing such intimacy with you. And now that he knew just how great it could be, he didn't want to know an existence without it. He could bask in your affection forever and be happy.
He let you get used to him, cupping the side of your face as he picked his head up once more and planted several smooches along your jaw. Falling in love with each little noise of pleasure that spilled from your lips as you adjusted to him.
"Are you alright, darling?" He asked under his breath.
You nodded. "More than alright..." grinding your hips beneath him slightly, helping him set the pace as he began to thrust a little harder, giving longer strokes as he went along. He closed his eyes and smiled, before sucking on your neck once more. Leaving luscious smooches and dark hickeys in places where the world would see that you belonged to him; even a few faint fang marks. He groaned with delight, quickly falling in love with how you felt. You couldn't help but mark him up as well, littering his neck with several hickeys and even a few little bites of your own. He had no objections, in fact he found himself thoroughly enjoying it.
Taking a little more control, he reached his arm under your arched back and kept your body flush against his. Building up the pace and rutting into you. Moans, sighs, and the sound of skin against skin had filled the room; along with labored breaths and the sound of each other's name. This was incredible, it almost didn't feel real to either of you.
"Oh god~!" you whined, throwing your head back.
"Not even He can help you." He snickered darkly. "Mine... All mine..."
His words gave you goosebumps all along your skin, his breath on your neck sending a chill down your spine. You trembled and quivered in his arms, pleasure just wracking your frame as he filled you with every delicious inch.
Feeling that familiar knot in your stomach begin to return, you wrapped your legs around his waist. Keeping him close to you as his hips bucked into you at a fast pace. Your name and a series of groans and sighs fell from his lips as the world around him disappeared, succumbing to the heavenly paradise that you gave to him. Looking down and admiring his work on you as he watched himself disappear into you over and over as he joined with you, his cock slick and shiny from how wet you were.
How you wrapped around him so wonderfully and coated him in your juices, the beautiful moans that fell from your lips and hitched in your throat, how your face would contort in absolute euphoria. It all felt so amazing to his senses he could've blown his load right then and there, but he grit his teeth and fought back the urge to let go. Edging himself a little as he slowed his thrusts for a second, not losing his rhythm, just solely trying not to finish early and disappoint you.
Suddenly without warning you gently forced him to roll over, laying him on his back while you straddled and began riding him. Sweet merciful fuck was that an incredible decision, he put in your guts to a whole new meaning in this position. He looked up at you with surprise at the sudden shift in position, but, the last thing he was going to do was stop you. Your hands splayed on his chest to steady yourself while you rocked your hips, building a rhythm then speeding up as you went along.
"Such a good girl, bouncing on my cock just like you should be." He grinned lasciviously, sinking his claws into your thighs. "Show me how much you want me."
His comments made you blush heavily, looking down at him and meeting his lustful gaze. Eye contact seemed to absolutely melt him, spurring a low moan from him as he blushed as well. He smiled and let out a growl as you rocked your hips a little faster, letting you use him however you wanted to so you could enjoy yourself. He merely grabbed your ass and hips and helped you fuck him. At this rate you were mere strokes away from reaching another peak, Alastor's release was not too far behind. Especially as you instinctively raked your nails down his chest, leaving streaks of red in their wake.
"Fuck, yes~!" He panted. "Don't stop... Don't stop, ohh Y/n~."
"Alastor, I-... I..." you panted, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes from the intensity. Chasing both of your releases he bucked his hips into you, holding your hips to meet with his thrusts. Your head was in a whirl, your end was so close it was maddening. Letting out cries and shrieks of pleasure that you could no longer recognize as your own. Each stroke of his thrusts was like a wave crashing onto shore; so close to touching the water before it folds back into itself. You focused on his touch, his hands that held you close. His sounds and his uneven breaths, bringing you closer and closer.
Finally like glass being pushed off a table, you fell off the edge once more and shattered; your peak hit you in waves. Blood humming in your ears as you were suddenly unaware of everything around you; except for him. Feeling your euphoria turn just a few notches higher as your release was enough to undo Alastor as well. His eyes rolled back and closed and his toes curled, clenching his jaw as he groaned and panted. Twitching and throbbing as your walls milked him of his seed, spurring a little whimper from you as you felt it's warmth dripping down and out of you. Your riding pace slowed considerably as both of you finally began to come back down to reality, your tired body now comfortably resting on top of his.
Nuzzling your face into his shoulder as you caught your breath, he wrapped his arms around you and held you like that. Letting you snuggle him as he pet your hair and lightly scratched your head.
You two basked in your post coital afterglow for quite some time. Laying there in comfortable quietude. He rubbed your back as well as he held you, mindlessly tracing his fingers along your skin.
"Was it everything you hoped it'd be?" You asked softly, breaking the silence.
"Everything and more." He purred, kissing the top of your head.
Alastor wouldn't be leaving tonight. In fact, he didn't plan on letting you spend another night by yourself ever again. You two had gotten out of bed for a moment and cleaned up, given each other some much needed after care; but when all was said and done he was back in your bed with you, holding your naked form next to his own. He smiled peacefully once you had fallen asleep in his arms. Which did not take long at all, you were certainly tuckered out after everything that had happened this entire evening.
He pulled the comforters up and made sure you were tucked in all nice and snug before draping his arm around you and cuddling you close to him. Whispering three little words to your sleeping self.
"I love you."