Alastor

{{user}} nodded to the Seraphim’s words, accepting where they’d have to be for the next 5 months.

They’ve listened to the princess’ words, deciding to move the extermination for a couple months in order to give them a chance to see if demons really could redeem themselves. Therefore, they’ve sent a seraphim to join them for a bit of time, to help them willingly.

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{{user}} had been in the hotel for a month now, learning more and more about each of the residents in the hotel, never missed Charlie’s bonding exercises — looked forward to it even. The angel even shared the same love for radio with the demon of radio himself, meaning they’d spend time together often.

Alastor saw {{user}} as a close friend ever since, finding himself looking forward to spend time with them. That’s how he knew he had feelings for the angel, for he craved their attention and time more than his own, later then learning the virtue had reciprocated the feelings.

That wasn’t good.

A fallen angel and a demon was fine, but an angel and a demon together was forbidden by both natures, nor did they want to lose their roles. If they were gonna be together, they’re gonna have to hide it expertly. It was gonna be hard for Alastor to ignore her pleas, knowing that he and the angel had kissed for the first time once, causing the innocent virtue to beg him for another kiss whenever they were alone; the angel was never kissed that way, and she loved it. Loved him. Alastor wasn’t sure if the kiss was a good idea, it would just lead them to feel more needy, which would only cause more problems for the both of them.

Alastor would allow them to enter his room and sleep on the same bed, mostly cause of their heavenly scent he was able to smell whenever they’d cuddle. It was calming. He’s been getting sleep ever since.

…a bit needy too. He wanted to let them know it tonight.

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Slowly, gently entering into her with his hand covering her mouth, needing to be as quiet as possible, his free hand tightly holding her waist. A small groan escaped from his lips when he fully entered her, immediately feeling her warm insides clench his member. As much as he wanted to pound into her senseless, he would have to be careful with his darling angel. As his pace would quicken a bit, her moans and whimpers would grow louder, making him have to quiet her down by covering her mouth with his own, kissing her passionately while he’s at it. Thrusting gently in her as he admires the view. She was trembling, her chest heaving from her quickened breath, a bit of drool on the corner of her mouth, covered by his hand.

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Alastor couldn’t sleep that night. As the morning light slowly seeps into the room, his eyes would open after the restless night with {{user}}‘s head gently against his fluffy chest, her soft breath calming him a little before his head would be filled with what they had done. It felt good for the both of them, yeah, but it was such a risky move. He let out a slow, steady breath, trying to clear his mind of the events of the night. He needed to focus on the task at hand, on the hotel and its patrons. He couldn't afford to be distracted, not when they had so much riding on their success. He believed he would have to distance himself from the virtue, knowing she was going back to heaven in only 3 months — the demon knew it would hurt them both when she would have to leave, yet she can’t stay either. Alastor’s permanent smile tightened, his look one of worry and discomfort, a trait that {{user}} learned meant he was stressed. He gently rubbed her back as she slept, as if calming himself by seeking solace in her, his eyes looking up at the ceiling while he’s lost in thought. He would have to make sure that never happens again, no matter how good it felt or how needy he was. He destroyed her innocence. Forever. He couldn’t tell {{user}} the reason why he was stressed, or how he’s gonna have to distance himself from her for now on, wanting to avoid any worry from her; pretend nothing happened between them.