My eyes fluttered open and I groaned. My pelvis was aching so bad. I rolled over, but the bed was empty. I looked around for Alastor, and saw the bathroom light was on.

I smiled softly, and pulled myself up.

Ow.

A whine escaped my lips and I heard a few noises from the bathroom before Al popped his head out. He was glowing. I don't think I've ever seen him so happy.

He bounced over to me, and looked at me with the sweetest smile. His eyes trailed over my body and he hummed in satisfaction, I could only assume I was covered in bites and bruises.

He was quite the animal.

I put my hand out for help and he took it gently, helping me to my feet. "Careful, my darling. I don't want you to hurt yourself..." I snorted and clutched his side as I got to my feet.

"Oh really?" I said sarcastically and he threw his head back laughing.

"That was a different kind of pain, my love" he said flirtatiously. After a moment I got my footing, and he led me to the bathroom, his hand pressed into the small of my back for support.

When I saw my reflection my jaw dropped.

"Alastor!" I hissed at him and sent him a playful glare. He rocked on his heels sheepishly and chuckled nervously.

My neck had bites from under my jaw to my collar bone. The other side was littered with dark hickeys. My lips were swollen and plump from biting, and there were claw marks on my hips. I turned around and gasped sharply at the bruise on my ass in the shape of a handprint.

I smacked his chest playfully with a little laugh, "Alastor you animal, look what you've done to my precious body!" I couldn't contain my giggles. He caressed the bruise on my ass and ran his fingers up my waist. "Whaaaaat dear... I was only claiming you."

I rolled my eyes, "oh you claimed me alright, Radio Demon." The air turned sinister and I looked into his radio dial eyes.

"Radio demon hm?" He growled softly, but his touches gave him away. He was touching me like how you'd touch a kitten. I just got on my toes and kissed him on the nose. He blinked, the atmosphere going back to normal before a crooked smile replaced his sinister one.

"Aw you're not scared of me anymore, my dear?" He pouted. I rolled my eyes, "no, I still am. But, I'll only be scared if I have a reason to be." I purred softly, tugging at his shirt.

I was still naked, and he was fully dressed. He looked down between my legs and finally his expression changed from smug to apologetic. He sucked in a hiss and bent down, gently rubbing my legs.

I looked down and gasped, my thighs were covered in marks, bruises, cuts, and there was dried blood. It looked like I'd had my period.

He kissed my thigh lovingly, "my love...I'm sorry. Maybe I was too rough." He mumbled, and I could here how sorry he was. His ears were pressed flat against his head as well.

I tsk'd him. "Alastor darling, I knew what I was getting into the moment I began to flirt with you. You are who you are, and also we are in hell," I used my index finger under his chin to pull him up on his feet, "who says I don't love it rough?" That look flashed through his eyes again and his smile returned.

"Don't provoke me darling... I'm not sure you're ready yet." This only made me laugh. Maybe not, but it's fun to tease him. I simply ghosted my hand over that sweet spot between his legs and turned away, swaying my hips as I walked to the bath.

I heard a growl and expected to be pinned, but instead he just wrapped his arms around my waist and sat me on the closed toilet.

"Sit here, my darling. I'll run the bath for you." My eyes sparkled as I stared at him. What a gentleman...

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"Alastor!" I called across the house. I was fixing myself up to go out to dinner. He told me he wanted to show me what I'd been missing in hell? Whatever that means.

In two seconds he appeared next to me in a puff of red smoke and I waved my hands, coughing, "ack! Al! Watch it, I just fixed myself up!" He hummed and leaned down into my neck, breathing in deeply.

"Oh, darling... I may have to cancel our dinner plans..." my heart sank and I turned to face him, he had a smirk on his face and took my hand in his.

"What, why?" I asked, worry in my tone.

He kissed my knuckles and a blush dusted my cheeks, "well...you smell better than anything a restaurant could ever serve~" he teased and all the worry left my system.

What a flirt.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed playfully before turning back to the mirror, fluffing my hair once more and twirling, stopping when I was facing Al.

"What do you think? Too much? Not enough?" I asked, my eyes begging for his opinion. His eyes raked my body and then stopped on my face. He put his finger and thumb to his chin and made a 'hmmm' noise, narrowing his eyes.

He threw his hands up, "well this just won't do!" He said exasperated and I frowned. "What? Do I look bad?!" I asked worriedly, and he shook his head, tsk'ing, "quite the contrary... how am I supposed to take you out looking so ravishing~"

He lowered his eyelids and my cheeks lit up. God, he knew what happened whenever he talked to me like that. "Oh Al!" I smacked his chest, a big smile on my face that I desperately wanted to hide, "such a flirt," I mumbled, walking away from him to grab my purse.

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We walked into the restaurant and Alastor stood tall, menacing, powerful... every demon that saw us went quiet and moved to let us through.

I got side glances, full glances, glares, stares of envy... anything under the sun. My cheeks flushed and I clung to Alastor. I didn't know it but when he noticed me becoming uncomfortable he'd shift slightly to his demonic form and shoot those around us a threatening look.

The waitress that met us at the podium to be seated saw Alastor and visibly began to perspire.

"A-ah! Alastor! Come this way, dear, we have a table available right over here!" The woman greeted politely, but nervously.

She reached up, a shaking smile on her face, and snapped her fingers. Three bouncers surrounded a private table and took the two demons that were sitting there away, clearing the table and setting it back up in less than 5 seconds.

My eyes widened, 'wow is this how he gets treated everywhere?'

Impressive.

He simply chuckled and squeezed my hand and I smiled up at him. When he caught sight of this, his stoic smile fell soft and he swiped my cheek with his thumb then lightly pinched the top of my nose.

I blinked a couple times then sneezed and blushed. He threw his head back and laughed and I punched him in the arm. As we seated ourselves the waitress raised an eyebrow at me like, 'did you just hit the Radio Demon?' And I shot her a look that said 'sure did'.

I sat across from Alastor and smiled at him, he was so perfect— Even while he was corrupting the fish in the decoration fish tank to make them flesh eating so they'd attack the waiter feeding them.

I ordered a fruit salad, and Alastor ordered venison. The night was perfect. We were waited on like royalty, and treated special the entire night.

Alastor was having such a good time he didn't even notice a certain someone across the restaurant had their eyes on me.

3rd person POV

Valentino's glasses glinted slightly in the darkness. He sat across the restaurant, eyes trained on the laughing couple.

"How cute~" he purred to the whore in his lap, he then grabbed their chin, forcing them to look at him.
"I want her... and you're gonna get her for me. Do ya understand?" The whore trembled slightly and nodded their head.

"Yes Val..."

"Very good~

Angel cakes~"