Ok. This starts the NSFW breeding chapters.

If you are someone who does not enjoy smut, you will very much want to skip to chapter 54.

(Ch 50 is safe, but suggestive.)

It won't be hard for you to connect the dots.

That is all.

Alastor's POV

She grabbed my hand and lead me over to the bed. I sat down and she hopped up slightly to sit as well.

She pulled her legs up under her, crossing them like she always does.

"Ok, so, we're in heat," she said calmly, and I kept my eyes glued to hers. I nodded slowly, controlling my breathing.

She blinked, "ooookay...and you obviously have it much worse than me..." she finished, glancing up and down my body. I could feel my erection steadily returning and quickly crossed my arms over my lap.

My claws had grown about two inches and were sharper from what I could see.

"Darling, I seriously think it would be better if we were in separate rooms," I strained out, my voice sounding pitiful. She shook her head.

"No...Alastor we need to talk about this. I can't just hide from you for a month," she said softly, her eyes gaining a sad look. My ears lowered.

Fuck.

I shuddered as a wave of heat rolled through me, and her eyes widened. She touched my forehead and gasped.

"Alastor, you're burning...like actually, you feel so warm, are you ok?"

No.

"Yes, dear, I'm fine, just..." a few pants escaped me, I was desperately trying to keep my senses focused on anything other than her smell.

Ariels POV

I watched, concerned, as he panted in front of me. A few short growls exited his throat.

I'd noticed as soon as I walked in that he had gotten even bigger, his body definitely looking more lean.

Where his abs had been softly outlined before, now they were tight and defined. His arms had bulked up and so had his shoulders. It basically looked like he gained muscle mass.

His hair was the same, but his antlers had grown, branching out slightly. Now that his clothes were off, I could see he had fuzz all over him. On his chest was a tuft of it, the same color as his hair.

As for me, I hadn't really noticed anything different about myself yet. His pupils were constricting and expanding rapidly, and he blinked multiple times.

"Alastor..." I sighed, scooting closer to him, "come here," I said softly, climbing up into his lap.

Woah.

Something else got bigger too.

I ignored the pressure of his very hard dick between my legs, instead running my fingers through his hair. It was still damp from his shower, and easy to push back from his face.

His heavy breathing had calmed down slightly, and his cheeks gained a bit of color.

I kissed his forehead lightly, cupping his cheeks and making him look up at me. His pupils had made the decision to stay expanded, and they were completely circular. I haven't ever seen them like that.

I gently brushed my thumbs over his cheeks, "see? That's all you needed...you're alright," I said, pressing my forehead against his.

His purr started, and he dipped his head down into my neck, kissing me softly. My eyes opened wide and I pressed my hands against his chest.

"A-Alastor—" he growled softly and his hands roamed around my waist, then lower towards my butt. His kisses grew rougher by the second, turning into nips and nicks.

I knew that this was going to happen, so why do I feel so nervous? Trust...I need to trust him. He won't hurt me.

Then, something inside me shifted. Suddenly smells around me became very strong, and my skin started to prickle.

I looked down and could see soft white fuzz sprout from my chest, growing into a tiny tuft just like Alastor's. On my arms and shoulders there was a layer of light peach fuzz, and the feeling of Alastor's lips against my skin suddenly felt ten times better.

I spread my legs further, pressing against him fully. He growled again, and kissed a rather sensitive spot on my neck, making me gasp.

"A-Alastor...I feel different..." I said through soft pants, my fingers tangling into his hair.

"I know, love..." he huffed, his breath feeling hot against my neck. I felt a bit of heat growing in my stomach, spreading through my whole body.

I began panting heavily, a low whine leaving my throat.

He picked me up, then, laying me down on the bed. He kissed my chest and growled at the fabric of my bra. Without a second thought, he shredded it, tossing the now ribboned fabric away.

He immediately attacked my breasts, kissing and squeezing like it was the last time he'd ever see them.

Then he paused, causing me to whine softly. He looked up at me, his eyes looking hazy and lust filled, but his words surprised me.

"Are you ok, darling? Are you ok with this...?" His voice was gentle, and he searched my features. My own mind was clouding with lust at this point, the heat feeling unbearable.

I nodded immediately, shoving his face back between my boobs. He chuckled lowly and gripped my waist, leaving love bites all across my chest.

He snuggled into the small tuft of fur, purring softly, "so soft..." he sighed and my purr erupted in my chest.

He kissed the left side of my chest, then the right. Surprisingly, the towel around his waist had stayed through that entire heated moment.

Now both of us were just panting softly, looking at one another. He was using his arms to hold himself up above me, and tilted his head.

"Open your mouth a bit, love..." he said, a hint of confusion in his tone. I did so, and his ears perked up.

"Oh! Your little fangs sharpened, oh my Lucifer that's adorable..." he snickered and I closed my mouth immediately, lowering my eyelids and pouting.

He looked down at me lovingly, and my annoyed look lifted. The heat between us was intense, both of our bodies radiating it like furnaces.

He leaned down and captured my lips gently, caressing them with his as if it were our first. While doing that he slowly reached down and undid his towel, tossing it to the ground.

He pulled away from the kiss, and my eyes wandered down, immediately widening, "oh my god!" I squeaked, "Alastor, what the fuck!"

He looked down as well and glanced to the side nervously, "um...yea, that happens as well...do you trust me?" He asked softly, and I looked away from the monster between his legs to his eyes.

I mean he was big before, but that's on the borderline of being ridiculous.

"Yes..." I said softly, and he smiled down at me.

"It wont hurt very long if at all...ok?" He said, gently brushing his thumb over my cheek. I nodded and turned my head, kissing his palm.

Then I gasped when I felt his tip push against my heat. He grunted and a growl rumbled in his chest as he slid into me.

He went slowly, allowing me to adapt to this newfound length. I felt stretched and full, panting softly beneath him.

It didn't exactly hurt, but it was a bit uncomfortable for a moment. He pushed all the way in, resting at the hilt of his member.

He held me, one arm wrapped under my body while the other supported him, and hair fell into his brightly glowing eyes. His antlers had grown more, seeming to span about a foot each.

I gently tapped his back, and he nodded. His heavy breathing was cute, and the focused look on his face was adorable. As soon as he started moving I felt relief run through my body.

That heat dispersed, still lingering but not feeling like I was melting anymore.

He seemed to feel it as well, his eyes rolling back in his head as he rocked back and forth into me. With each thrust he grew more desperate. Soon he was slamming into me, shoving his cock all the way into my core.

It felt like he was in my stomach, my body bouncing against him as he ruined me. He kissed my neck, running his fingers through my hair. His soft voice was whispering to me, telling me how beautiful I am and how much he loves me.

My eyes rolled back as the pressure built in my lower stomach, the feeling tightening into a little ball.

"Alastor..." I whined softly, and he growled in response, only making the pressure build more. He slammed into me, the bed creaking loudly beneath us mixed with his heavy groaning and my soft moans.

"Come on, baby..." he grunted softly, placing a kiss on the side of my head, and in that moment the pressure unraveled. My nails dug into his back, raking down as I seized against him.

He groaned and his movements didn't let up at all.

My breath caught in my throat and a strangled cry escaped as my legs shook. In a moment of clouded thought, I buried my fangs into where his shoulder met his neck.

He was right about them sharpening, it seems, because my teeth sunk into his skin with no problem.

His movements picked up drastically, he hammered into me through my high, only making it that much more intense.

I kept my teeth embedded in his skin and he moaned loudly, "oh, fuck!"

He picked me up off the bed, then, supporting me with both of his arms and sitting up with me in his lap facing him. He picked me up and slammed me down, a predatory look in his eyes.

He gripped my hips, the feeling of his claws digging in just barely registering in my brain.

His movements turned erratic, wet slapping sounding each time he slammed me down. I leaned forward and licked his jaw, kissing the skin right below it. I kissed my way down his neck before sucking on the soft part I know he likes.

He groaned and then I buried my fangs into his neck when I was finished marking him. A visceral moan left his body, and he slammed me all the way onto his dick.

His arms were wrapped around me like something was going to steal me if he loosened his grip even a little bit. Then I felt him twitch against me, and he buried his face into the curve of my neck.

A low whine left his throat, his hips twitching as he came inside me, the warmth filling me deeply.

When he was finished he was panting heavily, and he gently rubbed up and down my back and arms. He kissed my neck and then the side of my head. Then my cheek and then my nose.

I giggled softly, scrunching my nose and turning away from his assault, "quit it," I giggled and he chuckled softly.

"How can I when you're so beautiful..." he said softly, and I blushed. The heat was gone...for now.

He kept himself situated inside me, laying down with me on top of his chest.

My breasts pressed against him, and our breathing matched up. He was purring softly, his fingers running through my hair. He was being careful with those new talons he's grown.

I felt so calm now, and I could tell he felt better too. He was still placing gentle kisses on the side of my head and on top of my head.

I closed my eyes, reveling in his scent.

I felt myself slowly drift off to sleep.