May I Please Request Some Alastor Fluff Where He And Reader Are Married In Hell, But He Later Finds Out

May I please request some Alastor fluff where he and reader are married in Hell, but he later finds out reader was actually married in her life before and now he keeps asking about her old husband and keeps trying to out-do him even though reader never really compared the two before?

"Oh he brought you flowers? That's nice. *Magically poofs up a whole a garden behind the hotel* I can do better though."

Obviously burning with jealousy like how dare reader get married to someone else beside him. Like ye, he died about a whole century before reader was even born but that's beside the point.

Bonus if said husband shows up later in hotel and he and reader aren't really romantically involved anymore but are good friends but Al's eye still twitches in annoyance whenever he's around.

Never mention that there was once another man in your life besides Alastor.

You were sitting in the lounge with Angel chatting. He had made a dirty joke on how you had ‘Mr. Fancy Talk’ wrapped around your finger. “What yer got a thing for older men toot?” He laughed. You glared playfully at him, admitting that you had been married to an older man when you were living. This led to you talking about your first husband.

”Wait so you tellin me that another guy got the goods before Fancypants? Ha!” You blushed, rolling your eyes. “No no I mean YES but it wasn’t a great marriage”

You gushed at how great of a husband Alastor, how attentive and caring he was towards your needs. Your first husband was a great man, but you were young when you married him and the only thing he was concerned about was you keeping the house clean, cooking, and work. 

Your decent to Hell was a result of your marriage. You had felt like you weren’t the best wife and your husband didn’t really spend time with you. It really took a toll on your emotional and mental being. But you held no ill will towards the man you once married.

With Alastor you THRIVED. He made you feel loved ironic ain’t it and tended to all of your needs. Alastor gave you anything you desired.

So you thought nothing of it when you woke up to flowers and breakfast. Alastor greeted you with a soft kiss as you rubbed the sleepiness out of your eyes. “Why good morning my dear! I do hope you had pleasant dreams” he beamed, setting the breakfast tray on your lap. You blinked in surprise and smiled “Oh Al you didn’t have to. I could have cooked breakfast” you said, happily opening your mouth as he fed you some fluffy pancakes.

Alastor hummed “Nonsense! You should be pampered my dear and as your HUSBAND it is my job to make sure you don’t work yourself to the bone”

You hadn’t thought anything of it.

Alastor was full of surprises and such a gentleman.

So you went about your week.

But you knew when something was bothering your husband.

”baby…what’s this?” You asked Alastor confused as you walked around your new studio. Your little nook that you dedicated to painting,writing, and other little hobbies was now a full room with a view of a newly placed garden.

Alastor just smiled “I thought you could use a bit more place. Isn’t this better? Now you can enjoy the scenery and not be crammed in a stuffy corner”

You still thought nothing of it.

until….a letter came for you in the mail.

Your ex-husband had seen an advertisement of the hotel. He saw that you were managing it and wanted to swing by to see how you were doing.

You were weary to tell Alastor, but when you told him, he just smiled at you ”Then we’ll just have to put on a good show then wont we dear?”

A show indeed.

A knock at the door reached your ears and you opened it to reveal your ex-husband. You gave him a smile and welcomed him inside.

He enveloped you into a hug, twirling you around “Well I be damned! Thought the papers were lyin’ how ya been doll?”

The lights flickered.

You laughed “Well better than the living haha. So what brings you by what have you been up too?” You ushered him to sit on the couch.

He filled you in on how he died and what he had been doing in Hell the last few decades.

You tried to catch your breathe from laughing. “So wait? You’re telling me that the whole thing was a scam? Hahahaha” 

He chuckled “Yea I should have known better. You would have slapped me straight”

You nodded in agreement still giggling. He looked around “sooo a hotel for redeeming souls….how you come up with that?”

You excitedly showed him around as you briefly explained that you were just a simple manager. Helping the Princess of Hell with her dream of helping sinners who wanted to see the pearly gates.

”Actually it was my husband’s idea” You smiled.

The man gawked “Y-Ya got married again?”

You nodded happily and taking a moment “He’s here actually i can introduce-” You bumped into something…someone.

You chirped happily “Ah Alastor! I was just coming to find you”

Alastor looked the sinner over.  He was NOT impressed at all.

THAT is what you were married to before? Oh honey

You definitely leveled up.

”Alastor this is *ex-husband name*” “*ex-husband name* this is Alastor”

Your ex-husband extended his hand “How’d ya do?”

Alastor gave him a sharp smile, taking his hand “Pleasure to meet you, quite a pleasure” he swiftly shook his hand and swiped his hand after on his jacket Alastor baby PLEASE

Your ex-husband swung a arm around your shoulders, grinning “doll face here was telling me about your fine establishment here. I am truly happy she has someone to take care of her. You truly found a gem here sir”

Alastor’s eye twitched.

In a smooth motion, Alastor grabbed your hand, pulling you to his side, looping your arm in his, giving a tight smile “I couldn’t agree more”

He walked you back into the lobby, you ex following.

”MY wife told me a lot about you. I must admit I am shocked at how much you lack” Alastor eyes narrowed on the man.

The man sweatdropped, laughing nervously “Yea I admit I wasn’t the best husband but I did care about her”

You cooed, happy your ex could admit his wrongs but still thought of you in a good light.

Alastor hummed “Surely not the best” he feigned looking at his claws.

You talked for a bit more before your ex stood up to leave.

”Well it was nice to see you but i should really get going doll”

You pouted “No its way too late, why don’t you stay we have plenty of room.”

Alastor was quick to object “now now my dear if the man NEEDS to go we shouldn’t try to stop him. He probably has better things to do” he narrowed his eyes at your ex.

Get out

”He right doll, But ill be sure to stop by again…it was nice seeing you again.”

You gave him a hug which made Alastor growled and waved him off. You closed the door and turned back to your husband with a smile. You were happy that he was on his best behavior. You had feared he would eat the man.

You sighed, wrapping your arms around his waist, giggling

”You know you’re the best man I’ve ever met right Al” you pressed a kiss to his lips.

He hummed, lanky arms wrapped around your waist, kissing you back

 “How about we head upstairs and I show you why I am the best”

So I tried to mush all three of these request into ONE since i felt they all had a similar theme. Umm I might have missed a few points but I hope you like it regardless <3

Themes: 18+, nsfw,fem!reader, bratty!reader, soft!dom!Alastor, established relationship,  brat-taming, pet play, orgasm denial, masturbation, rough sex/passionate sex, breeding kink, possession, degradation kink, slight bondage, humiliation, alastor uses microphone, creampie, multiple orgasms, punishment, slight choking, praise kink, overstimulation, much needed aftercare

You were usually so well behaved.

Radiating confidence and elegance through your quiet demeanor.

A pretty doe who followed her master’s orders without question.

That’s why Alastor liked you so much.

But every so often, you needed to be reminded that his adornment for you shouldn’t be taken for granted.

You were out doing you own thing away from the hotel.

You had found a cute cafe with a library and was enjoying a few books. It felt so nice to have some time to yourself. You enjoyed the company of those who occupied the hotel, but sometimes it felt a little stuffy. You had already did everything Alastor wanted you to do so why not relax a bit before being summoned back to his side?

Alastor. 

He brought a smile to your face. It wasn’t everyday you met another deer demon and the two of you hit it off real nice.

You were a pretty soul in his collection and truth be told, you didn’t know why he needed you around. But you didn’t mind doing small things for the demon.

You were his ever faithful assistant, but there was so much more to your relationship with the Radio Demon than any knew.

You felt your necklace vibrate and pouted summoning. You ignored it, resuming with your reading. You’ll just leave when you were finished….

Alastor cocked his head, his smile tense did you just ignore him? Alastor gave you a lot of leeway. But now was not the time to ignore him. He could feel the telltale signs of his rut coming and merely just wanted you in his presence. You had a soothing effect on the red demon and he wanted to bask in your scent.

He tried again, sending out a signal along with it Darling, be a dear and come home. Nothing. he knew you had left the hotel but you usually came running when he summoned you.

His ear twitched in annoyance. Seemed his little Doe needed to be taught a lesson in obedience.

You hummed a little tune as you entered the hotel. You were gone a bit longer than you thought, having indulged yourself in several books, you even picked up his favorite meat as an apology.

Your nose wrinkled as pheromones hit your nose. Your ears picked up on a low humming, like white noise. You felt your necklace give a tug.

come to me

You made your way to Alastor’s radio tower.

You knocked softly and peeked your head inside, entering with your ears pinned back.

”You know that I am my own person right?, I was coming back eventually” you said sarcastically with a smile on your face as you approached him at his radio station. You meant for the comment to be silly, thinking whatever he wanted could wait.

He did not find it funny.

He twirled around in his chair, his smile tight “I thought i told you to come home my dear”his tone was rough, head tilted.

You shrugged “I was out enjoying myself. I dont always have to answer to your every beck and call”

Green chains appeared around your neck, yanking you to the floor.

You blinked and mindlessly tugged at the chain, frowning.

You looked up to him, with a questioning expression on your face, which quickly dropped to one of anxiety when you saw his face.

Alastor was pissed.

With a yank, he tugged you towards you, slowly reeling you across the floor. Your skittish nature kicked in and you tried to fight against it “Al?”

His eyes were black, glowing red as he tugged your chain harder.

”A-Al s-stop it”

He cocked his head ”since when do you talk back to me pet?” He chuckled, he tugged the chain until you were between his legs.

He grabbed your chin “Did you forget who owns you? When i call for you , you come… that was our arrangement no?”

You nervously gulped, nodding. He ran a claw through your hair, almost lovingly, before yanking your face til your nose was buried in his crotch. 

“It seems I’ve been too soft with you,” You got a good whiff of his scent and nearly purred at the heavy pheromones.

Alastor relaxed in his chair as you ran your nose along his clothed cock. If it was one thing you always craved it was Alastor.

He watched as you tugged at his belt, adjusting his hips to let you tug at his pants until his semi-hard cock sprung free from into confines.

He let you have your fun.

Because he sure was going to have his and you weren’t going to like his version of fun.

You took hold of his cock and licked a long strip up on the underside of  his cock, suckling at his tip.

You sucked at his tip, tongue swirling at his slit before taking him into your mouth whole. You slowly inched him into your throat until your nose brushed the patch of red hair at his base.

Hands anchored on his thighs for leverage, you began to bob your head up and down, making sure to coat him in your saliva.

The sounds of you happily slurping away filled the room as you suckled his cock.

You relaxed your jaw and wrapped your tongue around his shaft, softly squeezing his cock like your hand would as you bobbed your head.

You gagged as he pressed your head down unexpectedly. Your eyes looked up at him, to find him lazily resting his head in his palm. He didn’t make a move as you moaned gurgling around him, the vibrations making him twitch in your mouth.

What a clever minx you were, thinking that if you sucked him off he would forgive you…silly girl.

Your tongue jerked him off slowly, urging him to spill his cum down your throat.

Alastor let out a soft grunt as you fondled his balls.  The sensation of your warm mouth and tongue squeezing him was so good.

”You want my cum dear?’ He petted your head, hand swiping your hair out of your face. You moaned, nodding as you picked up your pace.

”Then don’t waste a single drop” his cock twitched and with a hard tug of your tongue he coated your throat, spilling his cream down your throat.

You sighed as you tugged at his cock, welcoming every drop that shot down your throat. You pulled off him with a pop and showed him your full mouth, before swallowing.

You leaned back onto your knees, a knowing smile on your face, thinking that he had let you off the hook.

but oh how wrong you were…

”Oh don’t think you can suck my cock and ill just forgive you dear, you refused to obey a summoning so now you’re going to have be punished” he said as he tucked his cock away into his pants.

You blinked surprised. Punishment?

He patted his lap, his brow quirked at you.

You gulped as you slowly crawled into his lap. His hands ran along your spine before palming your ass. You nuzzled into his shoulder, a silent plea.

He pulled your tight skirt over your ass, toying with the lacy panties you wore.

”Let’s see how many lashes do you deserve? Hmmm you ignored my initial summoning, thats 10, then you had the nerve to talk back, being a little brat thats 10 more…” His hands were kneading your ass harshly. You whimpered. “Then you thought you could get out of punishment by voluntarily sucking my cock…that makes 30 darlin’ ” You tensed. He was gonna spank you 30 times?

”You’ll count and then you’ll take the rest of your punishment accordingly. Am I clear?” he pressed a kiss to your shoulder.

”Y-Yes Alastor” A hard smack sounded and your body seized.

He tsked at you,  smoothing the stinging cheek “I taught you better than that”

”Y-Yes sir” You whined, your hands digging into the chair cushion.

”Good girl now start”

He smacked your other asscheek.

”o-one”

five.

ten.

15.

20.

25.

You were a quivering mess, clenching your teeth as tears ran down your face. Each smack harder than the last.

Your ass was on fire. Your cunt was tingling. You were sure you had soaked your panties. You prayed he didn’t noticed. He smoothed the hot flesh, giving you a little comfort as you shook in his lap.

”You’re almost done c’mon”

SLAP SLAP SLAP!

”2-28”

SLAP SLAP!

”30! It hurts please” you all but sobbed in his shoulder. Alastor kneaded your ass softly, your skin was hot, probably red with his handprints.

”Ooh you did so well but…” his fingers dipped down the crack of your ass, feeling how wet you were through your panties

”You seemed to enjoy your punishment. What a naughty girl.”

He ripped your panties, throwing them somewhere, bringing his fingers back to your weeping cunt.

You let out a soft moan as he dipped his fingers inside you. pushing your hips down to feel him deep.

He scissored his fingers, stretching you, toying with your insides as you tried to ride his fingers.

He slipped his fingers out of you, bringing them to his lips and licking your slick off.

He leaned your body back, removing your face from his shoulder, taking in your flushed face and watery eyes.

”At my feet” he said.

You slide off him, legs shaking, taking your place at his feet. Your lip quivered as you sat there, ass stinging and cunt dripping.

He grabbed his microphone and tapped your thighs til you spreaded them. The cool head of his cane tapped your clit, making you jump.

”You want to cum, then you do it yourself pet.” His microphone head started to vibrate, you jerked away slightly. The sensation making you clench around nothing.

Alastor said nothing as he stared at you. A condescending smile on his face.

You slowly moved your hips along the head, biting your lips as  you maintained eye contact with him.

With how wet you were, you coated his microphone in your slick.

A low whine tore from your throat as your clit bumped against the vibrations just right.

”please” you moaned as your hips moved faster. Your orgasm approaching, you leaned back, hands on your ankles as you humped the cane like  a dog. Trying desperately to reach your orgasm. 

But you couldn’t.

It wasn’t enough.

It wasn’t him. 

It wasn’t his cock making you cum.

”I-I can’t ah! Alastor p-please please ” you begged.

But Alastor wasn’t going to grant you your sweet wish. He grinned down at you, moving his mic to focus on the sensitive bud. You flinched “Ooooh what’s the matter my dear? Isn’t this what you wanted?” 

You clenched your eyes shut as you groaned in frustration. Alastor pulled the vibrating mic away from you, putting it aside as he stood. Your thighs clenched together as he pulled his leather gloves from his claws. You watched as he pulled his coat off, leaving him in the nicely pressed dress shirt that showed off his broad shoulders and tapered waist. 

You wanted your legs on those shoulders and waist.

The thought made a soft purr escape your throat, causing you to blush and look away from him.

Alastor smirked. How cute you were. Trying to hide your desire in fear of the consequences. 

“How about a switch in tactics dear? ”he said crouching down to your pitiful form. He hooked a finger under your chin for your eyes to meet his gaze. “I’m going to fuck you until I am satisfied. if you don’t cum Ill forgive you how does that sound?” He smiled.

You sucked on your bottom lip. This was a gamble. You were used to Alastor’s rut. He was rough, fucking until you didn’t have a single thought in your head.

But…if he was willing to forgive you, you’ll take anything.

Because one thing you couldn’t take was Alastor’s passive aggression he could easily dish out.

You nodded, sealing your fate.

”Lovely”

You were pushed onto your back, Alastor quickly settling between your thighs. You gasped feeling his cock slid against your slit, before he thrusted into you. He set a rough pace, growling as you arched up into him.

”Oh Fuck!” You moaned.

Alastor's hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing. He sneered “Look at you. Taking my cock like a good little whore. Nothing but a brat who needs to learn her place”

Your back ached at the force he was pounding into you. The sound of his balls slapping against your ass was all you could focus on.

”When I call you, you come. There shouldn’t be any ifs or buts. You come! This pretty necklace is my leash and when I tug you answer.” He bunched your thighs to your chest, pressing them as you panted out. 

You slick was sticky, covering your ass and sticking to both of you. His hips plowed into yours, sinking his cock so deep to the hilt. He rocked his hips, enjoying the squelch your cunt made around him. You whimpered as his cock bumped against your g-spot.

“You never disobey me. You’re always my good girl. I’m always good to you aren’t I?” A harsh thrust pulled a strained gasp through your lips “Mine to do whatever I please with. I protect and provide and what do you give me in return?” Your claws dug into the floor, small dents appearing at the brutality  of his thrusts.

You felt your orgasm coming back, your cunt tightening around him. Alastor tilted his head at you “ah ah ah” he hissed as he  pulled his cock from you, creamy slick covering his cock.

Your cunt clenched around nothing and you cried as he nipped at your neck. He nosed your ear, cooing teasingly “No cumming remember?”

He fed your weeping cunt his cock, sinking til his balls rested snug against your ass. He stayed there as you wiggled around, hips shifting to try to get just a little bit of friction.

Alastor’s hips snapped into yours. High-pitched moans and soft gasps spilled from your lips as he basically plowed you into the floor. His breathe was hot as he growled in your ear “You better not cum” you whined.

easier said than done.

You could practically taste your orgasm. It was like a scale. Every rut of his hips had his cock hitting that soft sponge inside you pulled you closer and closer to knocking the scales over.

You were flipped onto your hands and knees and before you could stabilize yourself, Alastor had your cheek pressing against the cold floor and he thrusted back into you.

”Oooohh fuuucck!!” You screamed. 

“Take it Take it thats a good girl. Taking my cock so well” he groaned, hips pistoling into yours.

You felt his cock twitch and automatically sunk your hips to take his cum, he chuckled “So you haven’t lost all your manners I see”pushing your back into a low arc, hand trailing your spine to wrap your hair around his claws.

”You gonna take my cum baby? Hmmm? You gonna be a good girl and take my cum” You nodded, your cunt was fluttering.

You were gonna cum.

“dont” his cock twitched as his started to stutter, with a low growl he thrusted deep into you as he cummed inside you.

That was the tipping point.

You moaned softly as you cummed around his cock, pushing your hips back to ride it out.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as your body shook.

Sharp claws kneaded the fat of your hips as Alastor pulled out of you.

”and here i thought you would be good hmmm” he sucked his teeth in disappointment.

He gathered you into his arms, wiping at your tears

”Oh what to do with you my dear” One of his hands parted your thighs, thumb rolling your puffy clit. You whimpered closing your thighs around his hand, which made him pinch your clit in warning. Soft kisses laced your neck and shoulder as he rubbed att you over sensitive clit.

”since you disobeyed me darlin, you’re gonna cum. Over and over. You’ll cum so much you wont even be able to cum after I’m done with you” he darkly promised.

And cum you did.

over and over.

You cried as your hips jerked, trying to get his now wet fingers away from your poor clit. Your body went slack in his hold as you cummed again.

“P-please” 

Too sensitive

“Hmm darlin?” He patted your clit, grinning as you squirmed.

”no more please A-Alastor” you cried as he circled your clit again.

He kissed your quivering lip.

”hmmm since you beg so prettily” he worked your clit quickly and you winced as a quick orgasm shot through you, squealing as your hips quaked as a soft stream squirted out of you.

Alastor laughed as your body shook, head lolling against his shoulder as you panted.

”That’s a good slut”he whispered as your eyes closed.

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Hi !! I don't know if you're taking requests atm but, if you are,,, imagine a shy reader has had the biggest CRUSH on Alastor which he catches on right away lmao (so much blushing--) So it's only a matter of time before he decides to take the first step that maybe turns into quite the steamy make out session?? ❤ Love your work sm !!

Since these two gave off the same vibes i tried my best to put both ideas in one!! So i hope you enjoy my lovely nonnies & ofc you too ;)

delicate flower

alastor/shy f! reader

warnings: no bad stuff just cute stuff with a little heated kissin’ c:

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘ 𖤣.𖥧

Sitting nestled on one of the plush couches of the Loungeroom, you tried with everything in your power to be discreet with your gaze, though your eyes couldn’t help be drawn to the infamous radio demon, Alastor, as he talked to Charlie about some business.

A very tall deer-like gentleman he was, quite charming and good-natured, seemed to carry himself well, and always had that permanent grin spread from ear to ear. However something about that old-fashioned radio voice is what did you in, catching your full attention while it smoothly fell from his lips. Before you knew it you were basically eavesdropping on their conversation and staring like a creep, lost in a daydream about the guy like a love-sick puppy.

Your crush on Alastor was very clear, to point that almost the whole hotel was in on it, even the man himself who just so happened to reciprocate those same feelings that you desperately tried to hide. He wasn’t sure what to do with said feelings, but what he was sure of that he loved watching your cheeks take on that soft pink hue whenever he would walk into the room or simply looking in your direction like he was now catching your gaze with a playful smile forming on his lips causing your mind to panic instantly. He reveled in the way your body squirmed and writhed in your seat not knowing what to do with his attention on you.

Your legs seeming to move on their own as you quickly get up and scurry off to another part of the hotel in attempts to calm your rapid beating heart. You hated that you acted like this all because of your painful shyness making it even harder to go up and talk to him. Knowing he would never push you away or anything of that matter it was just your own silliness getting in the way. As you scold yourself you find that your absentminded scurrying led you into the hotels library, putting you at ease being surrounded by a bunch of literature and the faint white noise of the others in the lobby.

Letting your fingers delicately dance amongst the hard covers of the books, until you picked one up that caught your fancy, skimming through its pages before putting it back.

You do this a couple more times before picking up two that you’d bring to your room to read later, not paying attention to your surroundings when you go to leave, turning on your heel you manage to bump into something or someone with your books falling to the ground with a loud ‘thud’ and your face being engulfed within a soft fabric. Slowly looking up you meet his beautiful red eyes, making you instantly freeze under their gaze as they were half-lidded with his eyebrows raised in amusement. “There you are my little fawn” His voice seemingly gentle and humming with static as it always did.

“A-alastor i-i’m so sorry…i d-didn’t mean to-” You began to babble out your apologies until they were suddenly cut off by a foreign feeling that made your stomach do backflips, his hand cupping your cheek as his soft lips coming in contact with yours in a longing kiss.

Your once anxious thoughts finally melting away with his touch. Giving you the confidence to touch him back, by resting your hands amongst his chest, delicately running them up his tailored coat to his shoulders where you gave them a gentle squeeze.

The kiss was deepening quickly without the two of you realizing it, not caring about the breaths you so desperately needed to take. Alastor nibbling at your bottom lip asking for entrance as you then part your lips letting his tongue intertwine with yours.

Soft whimpers manage to escape into your open mouth tongue kisses with Alastor. Your hands suddenly leaving his shoulders to run through his hair lightly teasing your fingers against his ears causing a shiver to roll through his body.

You pulled away finally gasping for air. The way you touched him flipped some kind of switch inside him that he’s never experienced before. He slithers down your body, letting his arm hook underneath your rear as the other held your waist in a sweet yet heated embrace kissing your shoulder gently before looking up at you once more. “My dear, you’ll never understand how much I longed to do that…” He gently tucks some of your hair behind your ear with a sliver of adoration in his voice as he came to realize that he never wanted this to end with you and he knew that after tonight it never would.

❤️🦌Counterfeit Instinct🦌❤️

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚Alastor x Lamb!Reader˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ AO3 copy

🔞Content Warnings🔞: Br33ding/heat cycles, 1mpreg (kind of? sinners can't reproduce), p1ssing to mark territory

Length: 2,800

Summary: When you're hit with a heating cycle and have no suppressants to ward off the urges, Alastor is happy to provide relief.

Notes: You and Alastor knew each on Earth but it's not explored in any detail. Taglist: @moonmark98

Try as you might to ignore it, the biological reality was weighing on you and it grew heavier by minute.

No suppressants, no Fizzbot to fuck, and no relief to be found with just your hand alone and so you’d resolved yourself to riding out this unforgiving estrus. 

You sat on the floor of your room in a thin lilac nightgown with fingers clenching in your bangs, twenty five hours in.

Approximately fifteen more to go.

There was an entire bottle of suppressants that you’d left back at your apartment, but you’d been so excited to move to the hotel that you’d forgotten them last month and now you were paying for it. 

“Fuck, fuck fuck.” You clawed at the carpet, trying to ignore how your pussy was burning for friction but touching it again would just make it worse when you had nothing to fuck yourself with. 

If you were actually an animal, this would be the period of time in which you were most fertile–well, you were an animal now, sort of, but there was no chance of reproduction which added insult to this stark reminder of your lost humanity.

Save for these rare bouts of heat that you didn’t manage to dodge, your past life rarely crossed your mind these days.

Even back then, you’d despised babies and noisy children and you never entertained the thought of motherhood, much to the chagrin of your parents and sisters.

You did not engage sex or take risks because save for him, you’d never desired it and didn’t that just make him all the more special?

That coldness in your heart may have been part of why you were in hell in the first place, since such a disdain towards life itself was viewed as “evil” in those bygone days. 

Yes, you could remember it so clearly even now: sitting on the front porch of your parents’ home in the mountains and overhearing your mother tell her sister, “there’s something wrong with her.”

Pulling your knees to your chest, your sweaty body trembled with a chill.

“I don't care. I never cared! Fuck them!” You were panting, trying to think back on something else–anything else–for distraction.

Ah, right, you’d helped Alastor take out that minor overlord a few days ago.

He looked a lot like a grizzly bear, not unlike the ones you’d grown up being warned about.

No, don’t dwell on that, you told yourself, think about how it was gratifying to watch him drown in that lake of sewage on the outskirts of the city where you’d cornered him.

You were learning, you were learning…so focused on making Alastor proud of you and stealing those souls. 

Two thousand was less than you thought you’d net from someone that size but he’d been impressed. 

Alastor…

You wouldn’t mind it if he knocked you up.

The moment the thought entered your mind, it stuck there like peanut butter on the roof of your mouth.

You pushed yourself up to your hooves and began pacing around because for the umpteenth time you were thinking about his cock and now you were imagining him getting you pregnant.

You’d only fucked a few times but he’d always left you so satisfied, so spent, and he looked so suave and sexy while plowing you! 

He was perfect. He always had been.

He’d be even better fucking you with the raw intent of reproduction, whispering in your ear that he wanted you to take his seed and–

“No, no, no…” Biting the side of your hand, you were already reaching into your drenched panties and rubbing your swollen clit with your palm. It wouldn’t be enough, but you couldn’t stop yourself. 

Knock, knock, knock

You bit into your hand harder and didn’t move.

Maybe they’d assume you were asleep and go away.

Knock, knock, knock

You’d explicitly told Charlie that you were sick and wouldn’t be out of your room for a couple of days. You’d asked her to relay that to Alastor, too (you were afraid to be in his presence right now and if that was him on the other side of the door you just might die).

It was embarrassing to tell her the truth, but you had kinda sorta hinted that heat was the problem. So surely she wouldn’t have…

“Darling? Are you alright?” Alastor’s voice called.

You were going to die.

“H-Hold on! I…I was napping. Sorry!” You grabbed your wrist and forced yourself to stop masturbating, wiping the fluids onto the side of your bed.

Taking a deep breath, you opened the door just an inch to stare out at him with one eye. “H-Hey, Al, um…”

There he was, holding his cane with both hands and leaning forward expectedly. “There you are! It’s been over a day…since…”

Alastor’s grin stretched forcibly and his ears twitched. “Oh my. It’s worse than I thought.”

He grabbed the door handle and let himself in, giving you no choice but to step back and watch him enter your embarrassing enclosure that reeked of your pheromones.

You stood with your arms behind your back and your head down as if you’d just been caught doing something terrible. “...”

“I can smell it, you know.” He approached you and gently grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

He narrowed his eyes mischievously, soaking in how your expression had to be glazed over with pure lust. The sensation of his fingers touching your face made you start panting all over again.

“A-Al…” You choked, clenching your fists, a fresh gush of fluids flooding your panties. 

“My, my, you are such a mess right now, beloved.” He brushed his thumb along your cheek thoughtfully, his cane disappearing in his other hand. “You smell like you’ve already been having sex all day. I could catch the scent from all the day down the hall.”

You blushed in embarrassment. “It’s that bad?”

“I suppose that it’s too late for these, hm?” Keeping your face in his grasp and without breaking eye contact, he dug out a small bottle of pills from pocket and lightly shook them. “You forgot these at your apartment and I forgot to tell you I’d picked them up for you. How careless of me.”

He tossed the bottle aside and suddenly locked his fingers into the back of your hair, leaning over and sharply inhaling the side of your neck.

“Ah, yes.” His breath was hot against your skin. “It’s far too late for those. You’re in your most fertile period, so they’d do you no good now.”

You reached up to touch his hand, grasping it desperately. “Help.”

“Oh, beloved, that’s why I’m here.”

Alastor kissed your jawline, dragging his wet tongue along your flesh, and you closed your eyes to savor the contact.

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, hugging him and rubbing your breasts against his chest with a string of pathetic whines. Your nipples stiffened through the fabric of your gown.

“Patience, patience,” he said, prying off his jacket and unclipping his bowtie. “You don’t want to dirty my suit, do you?”

You shook your head, but couldn’t pry yourself off of him, so he gently nudged you to sit back on your bed.

As he stripped his clothes off, unbuttoning his shirt and granting you a full view of his scar plastered chest, you squeezed your knees and whimpered. 

His cock was already tenting in his pants when he unzipped them, delighting in how you squirmed with anticipation. “Isn’t that gown of yours sweaty enough? Might as well throw it off.”

“Y-Yeah.” You swallowed and shakily lifted it up over yourself, getting it caught on your horns as you pulled it over your head. Great. 

“You poor little thing.” Alastor laughed at you with amusement and you felt his weight settle next to you. “Here.”

He pulled it off for you, now stripped bare himself, and rubbed the tip of his finger over your horn which caused your back to straighten as the sensation sent electricity down to your clit.

“Sensitive now, are they?”

“U-Uh huh…” 

“Then I suppose we shouldn’t delay any further.”

Alastor sat himself at the front of your bed, his cock fully erect and dripping precum at the deep red tip. It was so thick and solid. 

You eyed the shaft hungrily and pulled your panties off, then positioned yourself across his lap, grabbing his cock and rubbing it against your swollen folds. 

“Easy, dear.” He gently held your waist, but there was no “easy” about it. You wanted his cock in you now! 

You took it inside of you all at once, forcing it through your tight muscles with a pained cry.

With your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself, you worked your hips up and down his dick with drool dripping down the side of your mouth. 

Your secretions were already soaking him, resulting in an indecent wet sound each time you sheathed him. 

He moaned under his breath and squeezed your breasts, massaging the flesh between his claws and pinching your nipples. 

You rode him with a wild fury. 

Finally, finally, finally your hunger was being satiated!

The head of his cock hitting against your cervix with each thrust normally would have hurt, but there was only euphoria now with your hormones having all but turned your insides to puddy to accommodate the rough fucking from any potential mate.. 

Yes, that’s right, you thought to yourself with a sense of pride. Alastor is my mate and he’s my territory. I’m the only one who gets to have his dick inside of me!

You kissed him with his length buried in you, moving your hips in circles and letting your first orgasm send tremors across your body. Your pussy squeezed him like a vice as his tongue lathered the inside of your mouth.

“Al,” you whispered between smacking your lips together. “You feel so good. So…so good…” 

“Hm.” His hands glided along your sides, admiring your curves. 

He tasted like spicy meat, which only made you more hungry for him, but as your tongue rubbed the backside of his sharp teeth he shoved you back off of his cock and onto the mattress.

He hovered over you and pinched your cheek. “On your hands and knees, darling. Proper breeding posture.” 

You obeyed him without question, the emptiness in your cunt starting to burn again.

He kissed your back between your shoulder blades and hummed. “So well behaved for an animal that can barely string together a coherent thought.”

You whined and rubbed your ass against his cock, hiding half your face in your hair as you looked back at him. 

“Insatiable, are we?” He squeezed your ass tentatively. “If you were actually fertile you wouldn't be leaving this heat without my child in you.”

Why did he have to say that!

In your right mind you'd be disgusted by such a thought but being high on a cocktail of your own pheromones you wanted nothing more than for Alastor to inseminate you–and knowing that it wasn’t what you really wanted, that it was your sovereignty being influenced by instinct, only maddened you further. 

“D-Don’t tease me, please…” You grasped the sheets impatiently as he rubbed the tip of his cock against your vulva.

“Do you like that?” He pushed the head against your leaking hole and held you by the waist, sliding into your tight walls agonizingly slow–you were already drenched, damn it!

You tried to thrust your hips to beg him to move faster.

“I’ll confess, when I’m rutting, it’s all I can think about…” He chuckled with spiteful resignation, snapping his hips into you and stabbing your cervix, forcing you to shriek. “How badly I want to just impregnate you. To cum in you with the knowledge that in just a few months everyone would know you’re my mate just from glancing at your swollen belly and growing tits.”

The visuals he was putting in your head had you clenching your scalp as he moved inside of you and your body begged to comply with this fantasy, squeezing him harder and eliciting a strained moan. 

His nails dug into your skin. “Darling, is that what you want?”

“Yes,” you squeaked, your face flushed with humiliation.

“Tell me.” 

“I-I want you to…” You buried your forehead into your forearm and moaned pathetically, saliva dripping down your chin. “I want you to get me pregnant!”

No, you didn’t! But yes, you did!

“That’s a good girl.” 

You didn’t want to have your body hijacked but if it was Alastor’s…there was no one else’s spawn you’d rather have growing in you. 

Your love for him was so intense, you could do that for him, couldn’t you?

His cock was throbbing in you, threatening to burst any moment now and finish the deed and you so desperately wanted him to fill your womb up. 

Imagining being in such a primal state of vulnerability next to him, hugging his arm between your breasts painfully heavy with milk and with the weight of your child weighing between your hips–

Alastor’s teeth sunk into your shoulder just hard enough to draw blood, pulling your attention back to him in the present. 

“Answer me,” he whispered.

“What?”

He licked the blood from your fresh incisions and pulled out of you just long enough to flip you on your back–a little too roughly and you realized that he was losing his composure.  “I asked you: what do you suppose such a monstrosity would look like?”

“I…” You moaned as he plunged his cock back into you, wrapping his claws around the underside of your knees and pushing your legs up to your chest. “I-I don’t know…!”

“Yes you do.” His filter crackled. 

“Mmnn…I think…” You panted, the visual glued behind your eyelids. “He would have your eyes and my hair and–and–down here he’d be some hybrid between deer and–I mean!”

You clasped your hand over your mouth, not having realized that up until now you were imagining this hypothetical child as being human first.

Alastor grabbed your horns and laughed sharply, his own antlers protruding out of his head. “H̴̠͍̀ǒ̸̭̫w̶̛̝ ̵̩̎͠r̴̖̓͘ŏ̵̧̇m̶̻͚̾̍â̴̪̲̓ņ̶͑͜t̸̢̃̀i̸̬͚͑c̵̞͠!”

You locked your legs around his waist, your cunt clamping down on him as you came again and felt him bottom out inside of you, hot ropes of cum flooding into your womb.

He let out a guttural groan and rutted against you, ensuring that every drop was shot into you and that nothing would be wasted. 

Primal satisfaction washed over your mind, your simple animal brain exploding in carnal celebration that you’d done it–you were properly inseminated by your mate and and you’d bear his offspring forever intertwining your bodies and souls…

You looked up at him with his handsome grin and those blood red eyes that yes your child would surely inherit…

Easing back, you let out a long, shuddered sigh.

The high was starting to dim all too quickly for how long you had suffered for it up until now and you wished that you could hold onto it for just a while longer.

He kissed your forehead. “Better?”

“Better.”

“Sit still.”

“Okay?” You’d had no plans of getting up just yet, anyway.

He pulled his cock out of you, his semen spilling from your beaten cunt that would be sore for days, and sat up on his knees. He smiled pleasantly at you from between your legs, held his softened penis towards your chest, and began to urinate.

The hot liquid splashed between your collarbones with an overwhelming hormonal stench that should have been disgusting but you could only process it with a sick sense of pride. He didn’t want anyone else to attempt to breed you. With this, you’d already been claimed.

Alastor watched your expression intently, perhaps expecting you to protest or attempt to move out of the way, but you didn’t budge.

The piss puddled beneath your body, soaking into the mattress that would no doubt need to be thrown away now.

When he’d emptied his bladder, you blinked up at him, soaked in his fluids inside and out.

He snickered, then burst into a jovial laugh, as if this whole predicament was one big sexy joke.

You let yourself weakly laugh with him.

“Do you feel better, darling?” He asked, ruffling the top of your head.

“Yes!”

“Good.” He took your hand and guided you to sit up, the urine already feeling cold against your skin. “I’ll wash you off for being so well behaved.”

“Thank you, Al,” you said bashfully, falling into him as he helped you to your feet, your head against his chest. His heart was beating so quickly. “How can I ever repay you?”

He rubbed your back consolingly. “Think nothing of it. When I rut, I’ll just kindly ask that you return the favor. That’s your job now. And you won’t be taking any more of those pills, either. They give your flesh a rancid aftertaste.”

You nuzzled your face against him and made sure to smear your sweat against his skin.

Faster Than Healing Magic

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, angst, injury, hurt/comfort, cuddles, soothing kisses

Word count: 0.6k

A/N: Haven't done angst yet and I wouldn't be me without writing angst.

You kept a smile on your face while Alastor chatted with Charlie, Vaggie and Lucifer, partially complaining about his, and your, new tower, the bedroom, pretty much everything. He was being petty as fuck. Which meant he wasn't doing as bad as you thought he was.

Still he wasn't doing great either.

"Do not give me those big, sad eyes darling. This is but a scratch." He boasted as he got changed for bed. The cut was still bleeding and it looked quite deep. "No hugs for your hero? I thought held my own pretty well." So he said but from his slightly tilted ears you knew he didn't feel that way entirely.

It was more then just his body that got hurt, it was also his ego. Alastor had that in spades. And while you can't really do anything about that problem you can do something about the cut across his torso.

"Alright mister tall, red and spooky, get on the bed." You pointed at it expectedly.

"Oh-ho! So we are having that kind of celebration are we?" Alastor wiggled his eyebrows at you, "I'm not particularly in the mood but I suppose surviving a big battle would constitute some-" You took him by the hand and pushed him to sit down, his deer tail moving in excitement. "Aggressive."

You felt your face and neck flushing. It wasn't fair that he could tease you like this at times like this. "Not that! And you called me a pervert. I want to bandage your injury. Clean it too, no way am I letting it get infected on my watch."

He sat on the bed cross-legged on the bed, humming a tune that was way too cheerful for someone in his current perdicament. But if he wasn't doing that and smiling then you would really be worried.

This was a good sign.

You came back with bandages for him and sat in front of him, leaning in close to first clean and stitch up the wound. As your fingers approached him you glanced up, confirming that he was okay with your touch. He was always sensitive about that so you thought it was better safe then sorry. Whatever he did to treat this cut it was very sloppy. Probably because he wanted to get back as soon as possible.

He had so many smaller cuts all over his body, his chest, back, stomach, arms, legs, even his neck. You can't imagine the kind of life he lived before this and he would never tell you the stories of these scars. What little you did know of him when he was alive was information he shared willingly during pillow talk.

What surprised you, and alarmed you, was that he never flinched while you worked on the stitching. He seemed like he was enjoying it.

"All clean and sowed up. Put your hands up for me, I need to get this all the way around." Alastor didn't protest, he grinned wider when you had to be face to face with him to get the bandages on tight enough, "Not too tight?"

"Not at all. Thank you for your hard work darling. But you know I don't mind a little blood." Alastor patted his chest, examening your work. He seemed pleased enough despite his protests.

You cringed, "But I do, Al, I don't want blood all over the bed, or me." It seemed like it would be quite the gruesome sight to wake up to. Shivering from the images in your head you made him scoot up to his spot as you took yours, right next to him, your head against his chest. "If you're in pain wake me up. Promise me."

"Of course, I promise. You really do worry too much over me. I am much tougher than I look, you'll see, by tomorrow morning this will be but a scar and a memory." Alastor kissed the crown of your head softly, he was always soft and gentle with you in moments like these.

"I hope so." At least you knew the full story behind this scar, and maybe someday he'll tell you about the rest.

IN WHICH YOU FORCE THE RADIO DEMON TO WATCH PRINCESS AND THE FROG!

the art includes alastor from hazbin hotel, in a pre-established relationship with gn!reader. all warnings include foul language and possible out of character behavior. "I technically have not watched this show. I just know what happens from a bunch of clips," the artist says. *please look at our taglist!

"No!" Alastor sung, his voice getting closer to the lobby area of the hotel. Angel and Husk paused whatever conversation they were having to look over in the direction of the sound of your voice, which said, "Aw, come on! Please Al? Just let me tell you the summary!"

The Radio Demon, and you soon came into their views, the commotion drawing the attention of Charlie, Lucifer, and Vaggie who were doing...who knows what.

Alastor turns and leans into you. "Ha! No."

"Alllll!" You whine, "You owe me!" Alastor turns in amusement, a glint in his eye. "And whatever for, my dear?"

"For dating you, duh," you say matter of factly, "Boyfriends owe their partners favors!" Alastor flat out laughs, not chuckles, laughs. "Ha! Ha ha ha!" He chokes out his weird laugh, ending it with a satisfied sigh. "No." After his words, he disappears via his shadow so you can't catch him.

A groan leaves your lips as you stomp to the bar in defeat, asking Husk for a drink. "And what argument ya got goin' on now, sweetheart?" Angel asks with a smirk.

Husk pays no mind to his clearly teasing tone and hands you your glass. "Yeah, what was that?" You hear Charlie's voice say when she walks up to the bar.

With a loud gulp! you swallow half of your drink and slam it lightly on the wood counter. "I keep begging Al to watch this movie with me! But the second I mentioned that "noisy box," he shut me down," you whine. Charlie chuckles softly, "You know how Al is..."

"But—It's a really cute movie, and I thought it'd remind him of home," you huff, downing the rest of your drink. "I just wanted to tell him the summaryyyyyy." :(

They all notice how sad you look, giving each other looks of determination. "And what move are you trying to get him to watch?" Vaggie asks.

"Princess and the Frog," you pout, burying your face in your arms. Angel hums, looking between your friends. "Alright! How 'bout this? We get you a chance to tell Al the summary?" Angel proposes. They watch as your eyes light up, "Really?!"

You pause when you realize what Angel is suggesting. "Wait, how are you going to do that? He's the radio demon?"

Lucifer laughs, stepping up with confidence. "Oh, trust. I've been waiting for—" Angel simply interrupts him, which is bold as hell (get it), since Lucifer is the king of hell. "Don't worry 'bout it. We got ya toots," Angel winks.

In hindsight, when Angel said that, you probably shouldn't shut the whole idea they had down. Angel, Lucifer, and Charlie were in charge of the actual tackling of Alastor. Vaggie and Husk were to keep you away until the moment was right. And Nifty, she was held securely by Vaggie in the process of the entire plan.

You were concerned, albeit rightfully, wondering what they've gotten your partner into.

Then you heard the signal, "NOW!" and you weren't quite expecting the scene before you. Nifty's loud little screech at the mess perfectly represented your internal thoughts on the matter. Even Husk and Vaggie were shocked.

"M-my dear, what exactly is the meaning of this?" Alastor chokes out at the sight of you. The Radio Demon, a feared overlord, and a man who people cower at the sights of, was in a predicament. Well, that was an understatement.

Charlie was in her demon form, giving you a nervous smile as she hung on Alastor's arm, determined to keep him still. Lucifer was grinng evily, probably happy to get revenge on the man who dropped a piano on top of him, he was partially in his demon form, his short arms were wrapped around Alastor's neck in a tight chokehold, his leg propped up against the couch they had him pinned on. Angel was on the other side of Alastor's body, grabbing onto him and his pesky shadow harshly to prevent him from escaping.

"Uhh," you looked appalled at the situation they had put him in, plus...the lobby was a mess. Nifty was freaking out in Vaggie's arm.

"Hurry up, sweetheart!" Angel shouts. Husk looks at the situation, simply mumbling a "nope" and walking to the bar. "Too sober," you heard him whisper.

"Um, my lord. You're choking him," you nervously point out. "He can handle it!" Lucifer shouts back. You sigh, wondering why the hell you allowed them to even attempt at this. "Ok, ok, guys. Let him go, please," you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose.

Alastor coughs when Lucifer (reluctantly) let's him go. You walk up to the demon with a sigh. "And what was the meaning of that, my dear?" Alastor grumbles, clearly irritated. You chuckle nervously, "Ok, you have to let me speak, okay? You can't shut me down!" You preface. Alastor sighs, "Yes, yes. What is it?"

"Ok so...you kept saying no to the movie and when they saw that i was upset, they plotted to tie you up and force you," you explain with your hands, "but wait! Let me explain the movie PLEASE!"

"So, about the movie. IttakesplaceinNewOrleansandthere'sthisgirlnamedtianaandshereallywantstocompleteherdreamofopeningherownresturant," you take a deep breath, "butofcourseshesblacksoshehastostruggleacheivingherdreamuntilshemakesadealwith "the shadow man," spooky. Oh, and her mom's super nice, but anyway! backtotheshadowman, shemakesadealwithhimtoachieveherdreams, he usessomevoodoomagicandstufftoturnherintoafrog, which coincidently, aprincewhoneedstomarryrichmadeadealwiththesamemanandalsoturnedintoafrog! So anyway, there's a talking crocodile, a magical old grandma, a sad fly, and a whole bunch of jazz music! Will you watch it with me, pleeeaasssee??" You stop rambling and lean forward and ask.

Alastor blinks at you, no words leaving his lips. And it seems the same applies to everyone in the room, perhaps shocked at how fast you explained the movie and at all of the words that left your lips.

Alastor sighs, "You did all of this, for that?" Your face falls at his tone before you hear the different tone of his sigh.

"Fine. I'll watch the noisy box."

PART 2? (PROBABLY COMING)