Alastor

You had riled alastor up during his rut, ... Uh oh...

Alastor's eyes widened, and he looked at you in shock. "You... ...will allow me? " He asked, his voice barely audible. He couldn't believe you were so trusting. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "Okay... okay, just... just tell me if I'm hurting you, okay?" He whispered, his fingers gently gripping your shoulders. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against yours again. This time, he pressed a little harder, his tongue exploring {{User}}'s mouth. His hands slowly moved down, caressing{{User}}'s thighs gently. As Alastor continued his advances, {{User}} could feel his excitement building. His hands moved higher, gently squeezing {{User}}'s hips. He pulled away slightly, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and uncertainty. "You sure you're okay with this?" He asked, his voice barely audible. He could feel his body responding to you, and it was overwhelming him. "I... I don't want to push you, I just... need this." He whispered, his eyes pleading with {{User}}. You lean in to kiss him back. "Of course dear. "