Topalweek - Tumblr Posts
“You secretly like being told what to do. And I like getting what I want.”
There are many ways Alastor asserts his control over Husk. But, he insists, it’s all out of love.
--
An attempt at a multi-chaptered fic using the prompts from Top Alastor Week. Currently, there's three chapters now! This is also rated explicit with a focus on toxic power dynamics so careful there.
Excerpt under the cut:
It all started with a stupid party trick.
Alastor hadn’t asked permission at all when he had just started unwinding the bowtie wrapped around Husk’s collar, all in plain sight of everyone else. The only warning Husk got had been the soft brushing of claws against his fur.
“What the—” he managed to say before that same unraveled bowtie then wound around his hands, keeping them firmly together. And somehow, tying up a small knot at the end so that he stayed that way.
“There we are! The snake’s tango! And all while one-handed!”
Husk looked at his bound hands, trying to experimentally tug it loose. It didn’t budge at all.
Fuck.
“Wooo baby!” Angel was applauding fiercely, leaning back on the sofa with both a wide-eyed Sir Pentious and a vibrating Niffty. “Got me right in the kinks!”
“Watch it!” Husk reflexively tried to flip the spider off, but forgot immediately that his hands were quite literally tied.
Out of the corner of his eyes, where he saw Alastor sitting in an armchair, he caught a grin that was even more smug than usual.
“Well, that’s great for Show and Tell today, Alastor!” Charlie, sunshine incarnate, was also politely clapping while Vaggie next to her put on one of her iconic sour frowns. “But remember what I said about boundaries? I think what would be best for next time is to ask Husk before doing a demonstration. Consent is cool!”
Husk blinked slowly before looking back to his hands. It was like he was locked in constant prayer, his claws resting against each other. “Yeah, that’d be swell.”
“Now, Charlie, the goal of the trick is to do it by surprise!” Alastor said with a flair of his cane. “Husk himself is a showman, so he understands.”
A growl left Husk, one that was low in his throat, barely audible. “You’re a fucking riot.”
“Okaayy!! Well, we can talk more about boundaries next time! I’ll be sure to put that in my planner. Husk! Did you want to go next?”
He gestured with his bound hands, wrapped in red, the sash entwined around his claws. “I’m gonna have to pass on that.”
And then he was left like that. For the rest of their redemption exercise. Hands tied, seated on the sofa, all while he felt Alastor’s eyes bore into his head.
It lasted too long, but when Charlie finally gave the signal—a double thumbs-up for an exercise well done—everyone quickly left the parlor. Angel gave Husk a wink and maybe an obscene gesture with his hands as he walked away, but Husk only rolled his eyes.
He wasn’t left alone though. He heard the familiar hum of dead air fizzling through a speaker.
“Can you untie this shit already? Not like you have an audience anymore.” His tone was gravelly, his inflection sharp. He could swear his hands were going numb from the strain.
No answer. Just the same monotone drone. Husk waited, trying not to give into temptation. Alastor would only want him to look.
“Boss.” His throat felt tight over the title. “What are you waiting for?”
Shadows solidified right beside him on the sofa, like a puddle of tar that had dripped onto the soft cushions and had somehow gained sentience. It shifted into Alastor’s form, who was now leaning an elbow just at the top of the couch, above Husk’s head. His cheek rested into the palm of his hand lazily.
The Radio Demon said nothing, only continuing to stare down at Husk with not even a hint of music in the background. Just the silence. Husk unconsciously closed his wings in.
It was an eternity before Alastor raised a hand, then gently placed a tip of a claw against the back of Husk’s hand.
“I’m not done with my trick yet.”
Read the rest on AO3
Top Alastor Week Day 1: Leading the Dance / Colars & Chains
I'm a bit early but it's already Sept 30th in my time lol- When I saw that prompt my immediate thought was that Permission to Touch fic chapter 30 so ofc I had to 😳✨
As you might expect- I'm treating this week like more radioapple week Im just thirsty /COUGH
I may not be able to do all the days- But Im still gonna tryy! 🧎♂️
Day 1: Collars and Chains
Day 2: Tentacles
I feel like I am pushing the envelope here, but hopefully tumblr will be ok with it…
Day 3: First Kiss
“Beg for me, sweetheart.”
Day 6: Nun roleplay
You know what they say dear. Spare the rod spoil the brat.
