June 27 2023
Hell, 11:11 am
Alastor's Studio Apartment
NSFW Ahead
Alastor made his way over to the Jukebox that stood between the dining room and living room. It was red and gold and was able to play any song that you wished. It had everything. From Beethoven to Taylor Swift. Literally anything your heart desired. As he stood by it, he gestured for you to come over with his hand.
As you walked over, he grabbed you by your waist and placed you in front of the Jukebox, and gestured for you to pick a song. Turning your head to face him from the left side, you looked up and smiled at him before looking back at the screen. You pondered for a bit as you stared at your reflection on the glass pensively.
You watched as your reflection mirrored back the same expression on your face of deep thought and almost found yourself getting lost in this for a moment. As some time went on you a song popped into your head and you began to look for it on the screen and it was almost as thought you thinking of your desired song caused it to manifest right before your eyes. Staring right in front of you on a warm LED button was the exact song you were thinking of.
You clicked on it and watched as the machine roared to life as if it hadn't been touched in forever and was awaiting someone to finally start it up again. The Jukebox got to work making your song come to life, and as it was doing so, Alastor moved to the right side of you and grabbed your hand gently and began to guide you back to the living room towards the space that resided between the TV and coffee table
As you both stood there, he held you gently by the waist, and there was a quiet static for a bit just before you heard a click. . .
~ Song : I Wanna Be Yours by Artic Monkeys ~
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I will never rust
You two begin to sway to the beat of the music, as you watched each others faces. You were especially keen on Alastors expression to the start of the song, given he was born at the beginning of the 20th century, which mostly consisted of jazz and classic, not electronic beats or dark compression type music. He was looking down at you as he took in the first few lines of the verse, and after doing so, he spoke.
"Interesting, choice in song, my dear. Quite lustful if you asked me. It's almost as if you purposely chose this song as a way to try and tell me something, but without having to do it directly." He finished before smiling down at you and tilting his head. He then leaned down and got mere inches from your face before continuing, "So tell me mon cher. Why. . . this. . . song?" He asked in a low husky voice slowly but with a growl to it nearing the end as his hold on you tightened.
If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots, babe
I just wanna be yours
You felt his grip tighten on you while you were still looking up at him. All of sudden, it seemed like not only was he looming over but attempting to assert dominance. You were now not just small standing below him stuck in his grasp, but you felt puny. Like a delicate flower that could not stop their fate of being plucked by the eyes that fell on them.
Your heart and breath began to quicken a little from the sudden feeling of this and the idea that you have been caught. Caught like a deer in headlights, and you could do nothing but fall victim to your trap that you have set up for yourself.
You licked your lips before opening your mouth.
"Don't you dare talk." Alastor growled at you before placing his finger over your lips, and his eyes began to glow a scarlet hue around them. "The only sounds I wanna hear you make are the ones I permit you to make. Do you understand me?" He continued.
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
You instinctively nodded obediently right as soon as he aired his question. You did it with such a perfect slow fluide motion that it made Alastors grin widen.
"Good. . ." He added quietly. He then took his hand away from your lips before placing his hand under your chin and leaned in to kiss you. His lips felt rough against your soft, tender ones, but no matter, you melted into the kiss instantly. You couldn't help but become enamored by him, and you could feel yourself leaning into his figure, still keeping your lips locked on his.
"Let's take this somewhere more comfortable, shall we." Alastor said before reaching down while keeping his eyes on you and pulling you up so you were now at eye level of him, and your legs were wrapped tightly around his lean waist. You weighed nothing to him, and you could tell he was strong because you did not need to hold on tightly and was able to use his arms as a chair.
He carried you to the bedroom and kicked the door shut, and you heard it close with a thud that sent shivers down your spine and caused you to flinch a little from the sudden sharp noise. Seeing you get startled like that from a mediocre, harmless noise made Alastor smile a snarky grin at you. He was only just getting started and could tell from the initiation test that you were going to be quite interesting.
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
He wanted to watch you squirm under him and hear you say his name in the most lustrous ways that no one has ever said it. He wanted to feel you dig your nails into his back and hold you down as you weakly attempted to break free and beg for mercy. Of course, not in any rapey way but more so as a master just reminding his precious servant of their place and who is the boss around here.
Alastor placed you down gently on the edge of the bed. Leaning down, he began to french kiss you deeply. He didn't need to fight over who's tongue that would be taking over it was evident he won by how you easily just let him explore around the inside of your mouth. His tongue touched every possible inch that it could, and it was to the point he was pulling your face closer to his so he could travel around further.
He needed to have you. He wanted to explore and touch every part of you. Finding every sweet spot that you had while touching every inch of your soft, warm, tender flesh. You began to moan into the kiss, and you started sychronistically falling onto the bed slowly with your back being planted on the comforter as he was now above you.
Let me be your leccy meter
And I'll never run out
Let me be the portable heater
That you'll get cold without
"Alast-. . ." You attempted to say before he had put a finger to your lips and hushed you.
"Shhh. . . Remember our little discussion earlier, mon cheri. ~ ♡ You speak only when I say so. Now just relax. . ." He finished as he placed his hand closer upon your silk undergarments and began petting it softly. This caused you to moan a little and groan. You wanted to whine and whimper because you knew he was teasing you. You knew he was just trying to torture you and prolong the process, which was exactly what he was doing.
He wanted to toy with you like a cat trying to get the string that was just close enough to reach but could not quite get. He intended for all his moves to make you think he was going to give you what you desire, to then just snatch it away from you like that. Don't worry, he definitely will in the end. He's going to give you exactly what you'll be begging for once he's finished teasing you, but right now, he just wanted to watch you squirm and whimper.
The petting continued on for a bit before it soon transitioned to him, gliding his finger up and down the soft spot of your womanhood. This caused you to reach out your hand and grab onto his sleeve. You so badly wanted him to just shove his long knobby fingers into your womanhood and just touch every part of it. You wanted to moan his name in every pitch your voice could produce, but you weren't allowed to talk.
You looked up at him with pleading eyes, and he was just smirking down at you with the most sadistic look and wide grin you have ever seen. It was obvious he was getting a kick out of this little sick twisted game he was playing with you.
I wanna be your setting lotion (wanna be)
Hold your hair in deep devotion (I'll be)
At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean
Now I wanna be yours
Seeing his face only made you close your eyes as your head fell back gently onto the bed. You couldn't look at him knowing he was just doing this to you.
"Hm. . . Too much, sweetheart? Can't handle the heat?" He said rhetorically to you with a smile, tilting his head to the side. Seeing you fall back and almost give up made him take some pity on you. Maybe he was being too harsh to you. After all, it's been a rough past week for you given everything. Leaning in close to you, he whispered in your ear, "You've been so good, I think you're deserving of a reward for how good you've been. Wouldn't you agree?" He continued before sliding his fingers under your now soaken panties and sticking his fingers deep into your womanhood.
Arching your back, you moaned and clenched your eyes tightly as a sudden wave of pleasure washed over you. Alastor smirked and watched as your body instinctively reacted from his touch. Laughing a little while staring down at you, he started gently pumping his fingers in and out of you. This caused you to make a gentle breathy moan as well as roll your head back into the comforter.
Still pumping his fingers in and out of you, Alastor reached over and grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and tucked it under your head so you had support and he could get a better look at your precious face. Alastor then started using his thumb to rub your clitoris in circular motions gently. You started breathing heavily and turned your head to face him while moving your legs and arms from the pleasure. Clutching the comforter tightly, a sharp moan escaped your lips.
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
"Awe. . . Such a delicate little thing you are. ~ ♡" Alastor cooed at you while tilting his head and staring down at you, writhing under him. You continued to moan and twitch slightly from the rubbing. He picked up the speed and pressure and watched as you began to twitch and writhe some more. Your moans were like music to hear, and he wanted to hear more of it. Tilting his head, he laughed a little. "You should see yourself right now, my dear, and we're only just getting started." He stated, teasing you even more.
Pulling his fingers out of you, he gave you second to breathe as he then stood up and started to undo his belt and black dress pants. Still looking down at you, he gave you a smirk. He put the belt to the side before sliding down his pants and pulling his length out.
Hovering back over you, he tilted his head to the side, still giving you that toothy grin before speaking.
"So, should we get this thing started mon cheri? ~ ♡" He stated rhetorically.
You looked up at him and felt speechless. You tried to speak, but there were no words coming out. He had your mind scrambled, and you felt lost, especially being under him. You felt yourself becoming even more aroused by this, as well as your heart beat gently in your pubic bone. You enjoyed him dominating you, and it felt so good to be under him. You wanted him to take control of the scene and just make you his. To feel his cold hands touch every inch of your soft [Y/S/C] flesh would be everything to you and was all that you wanted.
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
(Wanna be yours)
Almost as if Alastor could read your mind, he took his length and inserted it in you gently. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you held him firmly and winced from his length. Alastor gave you second to breath and get comfortable. Allowing you walls to get used the feeling and texture of his cock. After a few moments of catching your breath, you settled down and gave him a nod, which was his indication to move.
He began pumping himself in and out of you slowly. Your breathing picked up and some soft moans escaped your lips as you rolled your head back and felt your face heat up and melt in front of him. Continuing to move in and out of you, Alastor groaned slightly before smiling a twisted smile. The expression on your face spoke volumes.
Leaning down and close to your ears, he whispered, "I know you can moan better than that mon patite amie. Don't be shy. It's cute to be loud. ~ ♡" He said before picking up his pace and burying his head into the crook of your neck to suckle on it.
Your hold on him tightened, and your legs wrapped firmly around his waist as you let out a cry that was increased in volume. The combination of the speed and him licking and sucking your neck was too much. You began shaking slightly and twitching. Seeing this caused Alastor to only pick up the speed a bit and hold your waist firmly with both hands, claws digging into you warm flesh, as he stood back upright and bit his lip with a half toothy grin.
Pumping in out of you fully, he took one his hands and swiftly wrapped it firmly around your neck but not violently or as a means to try and hurt you. You were taken back by this a little and squeaked a but as well as felt so tiny and delicate with his hand, almost gripping fully around your throat, talon-to-talon touching. The firm gentleness was soothing but scary and caused you to tense up a bit with your breathing quickening.
Alastor sensing this sudden fear from you, he slowed his pace and leaned down, giving you a very soft reassuring kiss as a means to send the message that he would never use his power as a way to threaten or harm you. He has always been a firm believer in taking care of those of fairer means and protecting them.
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner (wanna be yours)
Breathing in your dust (wanna be yours)
I wanna be your Ford Cortina (wanna be yours)
Your whole body began to relax as your breathing was shaky but slowed. Eyes half open, you could feel your body wanting to release itself from all the thrusting. Alastor still looming over you and pumping in out of you at a steady pace began rubbing your clit with his thumb gently in circular motions.
You could feel your body begin twitching uncontrollably as your walls tightening around his cock preparing for you to release. Alastor seeing this on your face he continued to thrust and rub harder on your clit even flicking it at times making you jerk slightly at each flick that happened. Soon, it was becoming too much for you, and your body tightened and tense just seconds before a waterfall of an orgasm happened, making you moan loudly out his name.
Alastor still thrusting in and out of you smirked and grunted seeing you orgasm which made him pick up the speed a bit with the pumping and massaging. You were already seeing stars from the first orgasm but him continuing to go only made you melt and moan louder his name. Your legs were now shaking and trembling, and Alastor took his free hand that was still holding your waste and decided to grab your trembling leg, lifting up so he could push himself deeper into you womanhood.
Orgasming back to back your face was a mess, and your moans were starting to sound like nonsense as sweat was beading up on your red heated face. Your hands gripped the sheets of the bed till your knuckles were white and shaking, as your lover continued to thrust firmly and aggressively into you; the feeling of your heart pulsating at your pubic bone quickly making him pick up the speed some more till you two were this moaning mess of sweat and cum. Alastor with one final thrust breathed heavy and groaned as his arms and body were shaking too, and he then came inside of you.
I will never rust (wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours)
The song had come to and end with Alastor pulling out of you as trail of you guys love cocktail created a thin line connecting you two. Alastor flopped to the side beside you, and you both just stared back each other, breathing heavily for some time. Looking into each others eyes before both saying simultaneously,
"I love you. . ." both attempting to catch each others breath. Alastor then instinctively pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around your body before you both closed your eyes and drifted off into a deep slumber, still smiling and holding one another. . . ~ ♡
Your soul knows. It will literally tell you when it's time to start a new chapter of your life. Trust it.
- Unknown