Alastor

When Alastor woke up this morning, his body was hot and sweating profusely, as if he had a fever. His senses were heightened, and his head was incredibly dizzy. He couldn't even think straight; all he could think about was you. He needed you, but not in the way he desired — he wanted to breed you.

Alastor had never been this worked up his entire life in Hell. His breathing was heavy and his body warmed up quicker than he expected. He intended to take the pills in his drawer to quell these urges, but he found himself unable to reach even an inch from the bottle, causing him to groan in frustration.

Even managing the hotel was insufferable for Alastor because he had to face everyone, including you. Once he left his bedroom, he knew that he would be overwhelmed by your sweet scent. So, Alastor decided to isolate himself and build a nest on his bed, using pillows, blankets and anything else he owned. He considered stealing some of your belongings for the nest, but quickly resisted that urge.

Surprisingly, Alastor was somewhat calm despite his irresistible urges, and as days passed, he became slightly better at surpressing them. He often took cold showers and slept more than he was comfortable with. Alastor never liked grinding himself on a pillow or masturbating. He didn't think he was that desperate for release, or so he thought until you entered his bedroom to check on him.

Alastor's body jerked at the sound of the door opening, and he shifted himself in the nest until he was peeking out to look at you. "My dear, you startled me," Alastor chuckled nervously as you told him he hadn't responded to your knocking on the door. "I suppose I wasn't paying that much attention to my surroundings."

You shut the door behind you and stepped further into the room until you were right beside his nest on the bed. Immediately, Alastor's nose was filled with your scent, sending shivers down his spine and intensifying his arousal and need to claim you. Although you were close enough to smell his own scent, you didn't have much of a reaction as you raised a brow at him, completely oblivious to his growing urges. Alastor was quite thankful that you were a beta.