With the blood of your heart
Alastor x (fem) Reader
NSFW! BLOOD KINK!
CW: Blood Kink, menstruation, cannibalistic urges, oral sex (Reader receiving), stimulation of the clitoris, bloody kiss, P in V, rough sex, unprotected sex, Alastor respects Reader, Alastor loves Reader, mentions of demisexual Alastor
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It's that time of the month again. Even in hell you are not spared from having to submit to the female cycle. But that's no wonder, after all, menstruation is considered a punishment for women because they have defied the rules.
And in hell you get punished.
You are standing in the bathroom washing yourself. You are losing a lot of blood. This is also reflected in your general condition: you are tired, exhausted, a little dizzy and in pain. Your entire abdomen feels as if you are being eviscerated. There is pressure, pulling and burning in your loins, your cramped cervix is transforming your vagina into a den of pain and even the muscles of your lower back are so tense that you feel as if you are carrying an immense weight around with you.
But despite all the agony you are going through, you have another symptom: you are incredibly horny. Despite the pain, your body craves carnal love. Despite this, you long to be touched, caressed and to feel someone inside you who will fill you up and just fuck the pain away.
But you don't want just anyone, no, you only want this one man. Your man.
Unfortunately, he is not available at the moment because he is currently at an Overlord meeting and it may take a while before he returns.
You run the washcloth through your bloody slit and you flinch as you touch your clit. You're so sensitive during your period.
You close your eyes and sigh as you imagine Alastor gently massaging your clit with his long fingers. He is extremely good at fingering you. Although he had no experience in sexual matters before you two started dating, he is a natural. He knows your body, he knows what you want and he takes incredible pleasure in giving you what you crave. He loves the loving look on your face when he is pleasuring you. He loves your beautiful voice, especially when you use it to moan his name.
This man loves you more than anything, he respects you and he fulfills your every wish.
Oh, how you wish he was here to take care of you.
Several hours pass, you haven't even left Alastor's room. Instead, you've been huddled on his vintage couch in front of the fireplace, trying to endure the pain.
And then you finally hear those familiar footsteps making their way down the hotel corridor to your room. You would recognise the beautiful sound of the heels of his elegant Oxford shoes with the red tips from a thousand others.
You get up from the couch and the door to his room opens.
With a smile that shows how much you've missed him, you walk towards him.
He looks exhausted. Tired, worn out, annoyed, maybe even a little angry. The meeting seems to have drained him.
His eyelids are drooping, the circles under his eyes cast deep shadows, and his usual permanent smile seems weak.
And yet he looks so good. He is a beautiful man. His red-brown hair, the long strands of which frame his face at the front, his bangs, which give his bob cut that certain something, his pretty, crimson eyes, which have an overwhelming expression, and his stature, which looks incredibly good in the elegant clothes he always wears.
Alastor is a feast for the eyes and even though he is not modest, it is not as if he shows off his good looks. But he loves it when you admire him and he likes to show that with pride.
‘Hi, Alastor,’ you greet him. Immediately you go behind him and help him out of his coat, then hang it on the coat rack.
You don't really have to do that. Alastor values you too highly to expect you to be a submissive wife to him. Still, even he has to admit that he enjoys your caring. That's why he lets you take off his coat without argument.
You don't let him see your pain. Actually, you are quite good at it – after all, you are a woman and you are already used to having to function from your lifetime. But you can't fool the radio demon. He knows you too well and thus he recognises every slightest change in you. Even before you came together, he had scrutinised and studied you. You never noticed it, but this man has known you longer than you think.
After you have hung up his coat, Alastor comes up to you. He looks at you with a tired gaze, puts his hand on your cheek and lovingly draws circles on your skin with his thumb.
‘You look pale, my dear. And your walk tells me that you are in pain.’ Even the radio filter that he always puts over his voice doesn't help him hide how exhausted he is right now.
‘What's the mat-’ Suddenly his eyes widen and he lets out a short static noise, unable to speak, he can't manage to finish his sentence when he notices your scent. For a very brief moment, his left eye turns black and shows the red radio dial that replaces his iris. But only for a very brief moment.
The corners of his mouth turn up and with a dark grin he looks down at you, his hand still on your cheek, but his caresses have stopped as abruptly as the last sentence he didn't finish.
The tiredness has suddenly vanished from his face and been replaced by another expression: hunger.
The radio demon has very fine senses and is able to perceive even the slightest change in your body odour. And the smell of your blood has just awakened the cannibal in him.
He takes a sharp breath through his nose.
'I see.’
His thumb starts to draw small circles on your cheek again, but this time you can feel exactly how his hand trembles.
You stand before him and look deep into his eyes, knowing exactly what you are doing to him.
Alastor values you. He respects you. As a soul and as a woman. He loves your femininity with all it has to offer: your curves, your reactions to his touch and also your cycle.
It is not only his cannibalistic side that craves your blood, but also his fascination with you, that you are the only being far and wide that arouses his sexual desire and that you have managed to awaken honest love in his cold, murderous heart.
But the fact that he's a cannibal and that your fertility is expressed through the monthly loss of your blood is the sweet cherry on top of this delicious sundae called your relationship.
And as it has already been said: Alastor knows you. He knows how you feel right now and he knows what you want, or even better, what you need right now.
He crosses his arms behind his back and takes a threatening step towards you, you take a step back, whereupon he follows you.
‘Who would have thought that you would be waiting for me with such a delicious gift after such an exhausting day?‘
You smile seductively at him as he pushes you further and further back towards your shared bed.
You speak in a soft voice: ‘There are always amazing coincidences.’ You giggle slightly, whereupon Alastor agrees with a slightly darker chuckle.
He looks at you. His eyes reflect affection, hunger, lust and love.
You can see from his expression that the smell of your blood is driving him to the brink of madness. He is on the verge of forgetting the gentleman in him and losing control.
He can't help it.
It's his instincts that drive him to it. Your blood is the best he has ever tasted. No human, no animal – not even venison – has ever given his palate as much pleasure as your taste.
You are everything to him.
His craving.
His love.
His sinful temptation.
His woman.
And in addition to this unrivalled appetite that you give him, he is also incredibly aroused by his desire for you.
You are the only one who has managed and manages to awaken these feelings in him.
The only one who gives him this desire for your physical and emotional closeness.
The only one he trusts on a physical level so much that he can surrender to you and feel safe with you.
And the only one with whom he is willing to submit to the sinful fire, to nibble on this special kind of forbidden fruit and, together with you, to ignore what this hotel stands for and thus throw away even the slightest chance of redemption.
With a dark voice he whispers to you: ‘I've had a hard day, you know, and I think you have too. I know what you need now. And I am quite hungry. So, let’s make a deal, Ma Chérie.’
With excitement in your eyes, you hastily grab his hand, which he has not yet reached out for you, shake it and an eager 'Deal!' comes out of your beautiful mouth, quivering with desire.
Alastor's eyes widen in surprise, then he laughs slightly and looks at you lovingly. He finds you so adorable. 'But I haven't even said what it's about yet.'
'I already know.’
‘Is that so, hm?‘
He pushes you further back until the edge of the bed stops you at the back of your knees, you lose your balance and fall into a sitting position on the mattress.
You look up at him, his tall figure leans slightly over you with his arms crossed behind his back, and he smiles down at you.
And then he sinks to his knees in front of you, grasps the back of your neck with one hand, pulls you towards him and presses a loving kiss to your lips.
As he kisses you, you feel him place his other hand on your bare thigh and gently caress it. Your leg twitches at his touch. How you have longed to feel his hand on your skin.
His long demon fingers touch you lovingly, you can feel his sharp claws. With these claws he could easily tear you apart, but he doesn't. Instead, he shows you the love he feels for you by gently caressing you. Slowly, his hand moves up your thigh until it reaches the hem of your skirt. Without shyness and clearly betraying his lust for you, his hand moves under your skirt, reaches for your panties and pulls them down.
His other hand moves from your neck to your chest, where it rests on your boob, squeezing it briefly and then pushing you backwards so that you are lying in front of him.
He lays the hem of his skirt on your stomach to expose you to him. With a greedy smile, he looks at your vulva, which is already marked by the shiny red of your period.
‘Beautiful.’ His voice trembles with excitement and hunger as he visually savours the beauty of your body before reaching for your knees and pushing your legs slightly apart.
Alastor doesn't hesitate for long, he moves down and plants a few kisses on your labia. ‘Mmmmmh!’ he moans again and again with pleasure and you part your lips to let out the sighs that come from your increasing arousal. Your chest rises and falls as you feel his lips on your private parts, accompanied by the warmth of his heavy, excited breath as it beats against your sensitive skin.
And then he opens his mouth and you feel his long, hot tongue run through your slit and lick up your blood.
‘Oh my~!’ Alastor gasps excitedly. His eyes roll back and he has to take a short break, he is so incredibly overwhelmed by your taste. He leans his head against your thigh, his eyes are closed, his head is lowered and he is breathing heavily. He is on the verge of losing control of himself, so incredibly strong is his hunger for you.
‘Darling...‘, he pants, unable to find the right words. Whispering, he continues: “...what have I done to deserve someone as wonderful as you?”
Then he opens his eyes and his intense gaze meets yours and pierces your soul.
’You have no idea how much I need this right now! I want to devour you, sweetheart!’
And without waiting for an answer from you, he returns to your pussy to continue licking.
First, you feel his tongue gently and carefully moving up between your labia. Over and over again, he licks up your blood, also concentrating on your outer parts, as if he were licking you clean.
And then he takes his hand and places his thumb on your clitoris, which he pleases with gentle movements while he licks your labia.
‘Mmmmmh!’ You lay your head back, arch your back and moan through your nose. Full of pleasure, you enjoy the touch you've been longing for all day.
It feels so good. He is a natural at finding your right spots and knowing how you like it.
As he rubs your clit with his thumb, he almost brings you to the edge of ecstasy. Your legs begin to shake and you instinctively push your crotch towards him. The radio demon notices your mounting arousal.
And that’s the last straw.
Now he no longer wants to hold back.
His thumb stops paying attention to your clit and he uses this hand to pull your labia apart and expose everything underneath. He dares a quick glance at your sensitive flesh before running his tongue over it with intense pressure. ‘Aaah~!’ He can't suppress his moan as he tastes you.
‘So tasty,’ he whispers, and shortly afterwards he licks your clitoris with firm and rough movements.
‘Aaaah~!‘ You flinch and claw at the sheets, eliciting a sadistic laugh from Alastor.
’We're very sensitive, aren't we?’ He looks at you with a satisfied grin.
You look back, still full of desire in your eyes. You stroke his head, letting your fingers run through his red bangs.
Alastor maintains eye contact with you while he moves his head down a little and takes your clitoris between his teeth. Very gently, so as not to hurt you, he bites down. Your loins start to twitch reflexively and you moan.
It's an electrifying feeling to have your sensitive bud between his sharp teeth. Like an electric current, this wave of overstimulation runs through your body and increases your thirst for him. You gasp and stroke through his hair.
His tongue presses on the tip of your clitoris and rubs over it a few times. ‘Haaaa~!’ You moan and let your head fall back again, your eyes close and you give yourself up to this sensuality.
Alastor licks you and sucks on you, while he feasts on your blood. He is constantly grumbling because he is addicted to this murderous meal. One hand holds your thigh, his claws dig into your skin, his other hand moves to your hole. With his long fingers, he takes more of your blood and guides them to his mouth. He eats you out greedily, alternating between fingers and tongue, then presses his face onto your pussy and begins to suck intensely. While he is indulging in the absolute bloodlust, he still does not forget to please you and he finds the perfect combination of this unorthodox way of feeding and your satisfaction.
He thrusts his long demon tongue deep into you, which brings you to absolute ecstasy.
The sounds of the crackling fireplace, your moans, his rapid breathing and the smacking sound of your pussy being worked by the demon's mouth permeate the thick air of sinful lust you both create in your frenzy.
You are so sensitive, but also so receptive to his touch. Your lips tremble, so does your body, your hands run through his hair and then grasp his antlers and you pull on them.
‘MMMH~!’ That really gets Alastor going. He loves it when you become more aggressive with lust.
You arch your back, pull harder on his antlers, press your crotch further into his face and moan like the lewd woman you are beneath him. As he continues to eat you out, he is so driven by his lust that he pushes you further and further onto his mattress and crawls onto the bed without letting you go.
And then it finally happens: his rough oral work brings you to orgasm. It shoots through you like a shockwave, taking over your body and your thoughts. You forget everything around you and only feel the climax that Alastor is proudly responsible for.
You pull harder on his antlers, your back arches, your body is trembling, your eyes are rolled back and your mouth is wide open as you scream out your orgasm: ‚AAAH! YAAA! OH, ALASTOR! YAAA~!‘
Hearing his name from your beautiful lips gives him great pleasure.
He licks a little more until you relax a little and come down from your climax.
Then he pulls away from you. On all fours, he is between your legs. He pants like a wild predator and looks at you from his black demon eyes with the red dials.
His antlers have grown a little. Beads of sweat run down his forehead, his hair is dishevelled, a few strands hang untamed in his handsome, bloodied face, which reflects his broad, greedy grin.
A mixture of blood and saliva drips from his teeth and chin. You look at him. You find the sight marvellous.
He brings his blood-smeared hand to his mouth and licks the blood from his fingers. ‘Mmmmh!’ He slowly shakes his head as if he can't believe that something as delicious as you exists.
He reaches for his bow tie with the same hand and opens it. Then he unbuttons his shirt, one button at a time.
He moves slowly and menacingly towards you. Your gaze wanders briefly to his trousers to see the bulge under the fabric, then you look into his eyes again.
You bite your lower lip as he now lies on top of you. He takes your hands, brings them together and holds them by your wrists above your head to pin you onto the bed.
Panting with excitement, he whispers imperiously: 'I want you, my beauty! Now!'
The cannibal presses his lips to yours and kisses you deeply. You taste your blood, mixed with your juices, on his lips, you feel the moisture spread across your face as he rubs your blood into your face with the kiss.
He pushes his tongue into your mouth, the metallic taste combined with his saliva arouses you again.
As he kisses you more and more roughly and demanding, he undoes the belt of his trousers, then the button and zip to push down the waistband of his trousers and black boxers and reveal his hard, throbbing cock.
He presses the tip of his glans against your entrance and penetrates you slowly and carefully, taking your stomach cramps into consideration.
At first, he moves his hips slowly and lovingly back and forth. He breaks away from the long kiss and looks at you.
You look deep into his eyes and moan softly. Meanwhile, you move with his movements.
He watches your reactions closely and only when he is sure that you can take even more does he increase his speed, faster and faster, until he fucks you fast and hard, just the way the radio demon likes it and just the way you want it.The smacking sound of his thrusts into your blood-soaked pussy echoes through the room, entering into a sensual, dirty harmony with your duet of moans.
It is a sinful symphony that is meant only for the two of you and that only you can play together, because it is the love between you that takes some of the sin out of this wicked experience you both indulge in.
You keep tightening around his cock to excite more and more.
"Aaaah~! Aaaah, oh yes, that's it!’
His free hand runs through your hair and pulls at it as he thrusts himself into you again and again. His hot breath hits your face as he moans at you.
And at some point his movements become faster and sloppier, his grip on your hair becomes tighter, his sweat drips down your face, his strands of hair tickle your cheeks.
His moans become louder, his voice trembles, his breathing is intermittent.
‘Aaah! Haaa! AAAH~!‘
Alastor shows you how much he enjoys feeling you. He loves being inside you.
’AAAh! Oh, Y/N! Ffffuuuuck!’
Then he kisses you deeply and with one last hard thrust he pours himself into you.
He lies with his whole body on top of you, one hand still holding your wrists above your head, while his other arm embraces your shoulders and presses you against him as if he never wants to let you go.
You feel his hot, sweaty body rise and fall with his exhausted breaths, and his equally hot breath caresses your neck as he buries his face in it, processing the aftershock of his orgasm.
After a while, he lifts his head and looks at you with a loving expression in his now crimson eyes.
You smile lovingly and exhaustedly at him. Then you whisper jokingly, 'You've got a bit of blood on your face, cannibal.'
Alastor chuckles at your remark and replies, ‚I seem to have lost a bit of control. But don't blame me, it's not my fault you have such tasty blood, Baby.‘
He kisses you again. And as he pulls back, he says, ‚Thank you for letting me do this.‘
You caress his cheek and look deep into his eyes. ‘You’re welcome. After all, I get something out of it too.’
You lie in bed and cuddle for a while. Alastor is lying on his back, your head on his chest, and he is gently stroking your hair with his fingers.
The closeness to your great love, this incredible sex and the orgasm have caused such a release of oxytocin in you that you hardly feel any pain.
After a while, the radio demon gets out of bed and goes to the bathroom. A short time later he comes back. 'I've run you a bath, my darling. And while you enjoy it, I'll change the sheets and when you've finished, I'll take care of you.‘ He chuckles softly and winks at you. 'Like every month.‘
He holds out his hand to you and when you take it, he pulls you out of bed and helps you to your feet. Then he gives you a kiss on the forehead.
This man simply loves you with all his heart and soul.
