#hazbin lemon

[alastwhore]

Vox x Reader x Alastor (18+)

You perform at a strip club one night

maybe angel conned you into it

You’re with alastor

know he's gonna be upset because he doesn’t like those establishments

Alastor knows that you’re working it

goes to watch you, make sure you’ll be okay

doesn’t trust the patrons there

finds himself really watching you, has never seen you dance this way before

hearing the other men there shout for you drives him up the wall tho

you should be doing this for him and only him

and then

AND THEN

he sees vox, and he (vox) is really noticing you

“of course he would frequent a place such as this” alastor thinks

is irritated Vox is paying so much attention to you, even when there are others on the floor

Vox is just doing it to piss him off mostly, he could focus on any of them but enjoys that it bothers Alastor so much

You see Alastor is there, notice the look he’s giving you

The you see Vox and decide to have some fun

You see him and pay special attention to him

mostly because you know he's a high roller

But also mostly because you know it’ll piss Alastor off so much

Alastor is absolutely pissed

he should be the only one that ever sees you like that

The way Vox eyes you just makes it worse

That song ends, and so does your performance

you go back to your dressing room, and Alastor manages to find you back there

Vox.. uh… tags along

He knows this place like the back of his hand

He opens your door only to find alastor there already

the two of you are just talking, currently he is praising your performance

didn’t wanna argue with you until you both got home

Alastor doesn’t know why the fuck Vox showed up

“You! My dear fellow, need to leave,” and his eyes turn to radio dials as he says it

Vox isn’t swayed

“Yeah, I’m thinking she should be the one to tell me. The way you were dancing out there, seems like you really want a piece of me, right mama?”

Alastor makes a face at the name, then says “You do know what these establishments are for, yes? And that any interest is simply a dancer showing you a good time?”

“yeah yeah, this was more than a good time”

the argue more

vox propositions you, alastor says you absolutely would not prefer him, but like they’re both cocky about it

like they want to prove it right

So thats how you're on your knees, head in Alastor’s crotch with Vox railing you from behind

You’re sucking him so well, laving your tongue all over his dick

You’ve never been this good, which is really saying something

Clearly you must think he’s better

Vox is stuffing you full with his girth, and has already made you come and he’s not even close to being finished, so he’s thinking you prefer him

Alastor keeps saying how good you're doing for him, how nice you make him feel. “Aren’t you my perfect girl,” and you moan

Trying to keep his composure since Vox is there and he wants to act superior, but at the same time wants him to know just how good you’d rather make him feel, not to mention the whole situation has him far to interested.

Alastor pulls himself out of your mouth right before he comes, you expected him to do this and you stroke him while your mouth is open, letting him come on your tongue and face

Vox fills you to the brim with his cum, watches it seep out of you.

“Now sweetness, don’t you think I’m a better lay?”

“How in god’s name do you possibly think?” and they just continue like that.

“I’m telling ya, she really wanted ya to come and see!” You could hear Angel nearly yelling at Alastor in his frustration.

“As I’ve told you previously, I don’t believe she did, and even if it were true, I don’t like to frequent such establishments.” 

 “Dude, like I said, she wants ya there! I mean, me and her are both going, it’s not like ya’d be alone or somethin’.”

You already knew what they were discussing. Earlier you had concocted the idea of joining Angel in his activities for the evening and being a stripper for the night. You’d told him you’d actually really want to try it out and he was ecstatic. He just couldn’t shut up about how happy he was you’d be dancing with him, that he’d get to “show you the ropes” of the act, but he did warn you not to be too good. “I still wanna have a job tomorrow, toots,” he’d laughed.

So as you heard Angel eventually leave Alastor with a huff of “Fine, be that way,” you decided to go talk to the deer yourself. You wanted him there to watch you, even though you knew he didn’t like those kinds of places, it was important that he would be there.

Even if he didn’t know the exact reason why he was there.

And you would try to keep it that way for the longest you were able to. You wanted this to be a surprise, after all. 

 You made your way down to Alastor, hoping to convince him to tag along. What was the point of even going if your little darling wasn’t gonna watch you?

 Sauntering up to him, you began, “Hey Al, I know it’s not really your thing, but could you please come to the club with me?” You gave him your biggest, saddest puppy dog eyes. Those always worked.

His eyes widened, although his trademark grin remained unchanged. “Darling, you can’t be serious?” His eyes held a look of, hm, pity maybe? Disappointment, you decided. 

 “Oh, I am serious, Al! Come on, I’m going! We could have fun-“

“I doubt that,” he swiftly cut you off. You cocked your hip and quirked a brow at his attitude. He was such a baby sometimes.

“Yes we would~” you continued, “Come on! Don’t you wanna go with me?” You gave him the eyes again, closer to his face so they would hopefully work better.

 “Oh,” he huffed, “Alright.” They did work, you knew you’d get your way! 

“But,” he continued, much to your dismay, “I’d rather not stay too long if possible. Those establishments are…. not to my taste.” He made a face at the last bit, clearly repulsed by the concept of a strip club. 

 “That’s okay honey,” You smiled, elated that he even relented at all, “You can stay for as long, or as little, as you like.”

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[alastwhore]

Dom!Reader x Human!Alastor (18+) (Drabble)

Prompt: You are a dominatrix and Alastor enjoys your company quite a lot. Contains BDSM undertones (light but still), FemDom

“You must like me, considering how many times you’ve came.”

It was a double entendre. He’d visited you multiple times. More times than you cared to count, truth be known. He had clearly thoroughly enjoyed all of the sessions. 

He just couldn’t seem to wait to come back for more.

“I thought it was apparent, mistress,” he grinned back at you, on his knees with his bare cock standing proud.

You quirked a brow. So he would talk back, hmm?

Then again, it’s not like it was anything new with him.

Standing over him, one hip cocked out with your own grin on your face, you replied, “Since you want to talk back so much, I guess I’ll need to find a different way to keep you quiet.” 

All he could do was watch you with anticipation. His smile never left him, he was far too proud for that, but he clearly yearned for you with the way his cock throbbed at your words. 

"Lie on your back,” you commanded, and he did as told. Back flat to the floor, legs still bent at the knee.

“Completely flat," you ordered, and with a chuckle he lowered his legs as well.

"Now, since you seem to have so much difficulty shutting up, we’ll just do something different, hmm?” You watched his adam’s apple bob as he gulped, clearly entranced and eager to please you, regardless of whether or not he would be willing to voice it.

AO3