You were still shocked about the night before; on one hand you had THE best orgasm in your afterlife and on the other you felt like you fucked it up entirely by asking for something selfish that you thought he'd probably enjoy too.
You wanted so much more than a bite that night, but you were becoming obsessed with his teeth and consequently him biting you, clearly you would have been able to finish without that, but you didn't want it to be like all the other random hook ups you had in hell were it was boringly normal sex or completely deranged ones were angel had to save you before anything happened.
You were clearly obsessed with Alastor, no doubts about it and wanted him in more ways that you could imagine. It was gnawing on your insides, turning your stomach inside out. Your feelings were all over the place, but no doubt the strongest one still remaining was guilt.
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**I started writing part 2 but have a hard time finishing it, so here's the ''in between'' part of it. no real smut in it more of like establishing habbits and relationship of reader with angel dust.
Go read part one if your haven't!
#fluff #angryreader #readerfeelbad #sadreader #angeldustisyourfirend #caringangeldust #bitemark #hurtreader #readerworkatthehotel #Y/N #sexpositivereader #receivingsubreader #subreader #needyreader #readerhasacrushonalastor #Freader #Odaxelagnia(reader)
You decided to stay in bed for the day, trying to tend to the puncture wound on your leg by yourself, not quite reaching all the marks on the back of your leg. You also tried not puking all over your bed from the distress it was causing you.
Fuck him and his help, this didn't help at all! It had all the opposite effect on you, now you were out of commission until your leg felt better. You knew you'd have healed faster and better if he gave you a smaller bite or he'd been more intelligent and dicked you down harshly instead of making you wish for more and ask for something stupid in return. It was like his stupidness was spreading to you.
A couple of hours passed, you were supposed to be downstairs and help with the daily tasks at the hotel but couldn't even walk! You didn't want to call for room service as you knew Alastor would most likely be the one answering the phone. You should at least tell someone about the predicament you were in. You were having a hard time trying to figure out what to do or who to tell, but your vibrated on your night stand.
-Hey buttercup! I didn't see you all morning, did you die or something? What happened to you?
-Well, I got hurt yesterday and can't get up from bed.
-What? Didn't know you had a date yesterday.
-I need help with cleaning a wound, it's kind of in a place I can't reach if you have a minute.
-I'll be there in 10, pudding.
You felt a small ripple of relief knowing you had a friend to help you. You crawled to your underwear drawer to get more presentable, you slipped on a pair of cheeky panties and a pyjama t-shirt. Moving your dirty clothes in a corner of the room at the same time.
Angel arrived in your room a couple minutes after and knocked on the door.
He opened the door, entered your room with a bag on his shoulder and quietly closed it behind him.
"Woah! You look like shit toots, have you even slept at all? " He approached you and handed you a water bottle from his bag.
You looked at him with a strained smile while taking the bottle. You knew you probably had dark circles from the restless night you had. You washed up to the most of your ability and then went straight to bed, but tossing and turning all night were not the best ingredients for a relaxing night.
"Look I'm not going to lie to you Angel, I didn't. It was one of the shittiest nights I had since I started living here."
"Ok then, Let's see the ouchie, so you can catch up on your beauty sleep.’’
You removed the cover from your leg, trying not to rub it against the skin.
"Damn!... Who did that to you? Didn’t know you were into pain stuff" He asked surprised, while getting supplies out of his bag.
You disregarded the last comment but you didn't know if it was best to tell him or not who it was, I mean yes he knew about all your other dates and the fact that you had a crush on Alastor, but you didn't know if Al would approve of you telling the whole story to someone.
"I don't know if I can tell you that Angie."
"…It’s someone I know isn’t it?" He said while opening a bottle of wound cleaner.
You looked at him and furrowed your brows slightly with a heavy sigh, not answering the question.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Please Angel I don't want to cause trouble."
"Ok ok" he laughed slightly "I won't push, but if you need help, I'm here." He said gesturing locking his mouth with a key and throwing it over his shoulder. He cleaned the front of the wound.
"This side's done, on your belly now."
You rolled the other way, letting him see your back side.
"Shit, he didn't miss you babe" he said while starting to clean it "I hope, at least, that they made you cum."
"Yeah… he did, angel I really wanna tell you everything but, it would give away who it is, so I'd rather keep it to myself, but it was soooo good…until the end"
"What? What happened, he made you cum didn't he?"
"I mean yeah, but he fucking ran away after that.'' You said motioning to your leg. ''It was just starting to get good; I am so pissed."
"Did he talk to you after that or..."
"No.. and I'm too scared to go talk to him"
"Well maybe he’s scared of something." He said while you hissed from pain.
"Sorry, you're really red." He said while whipping a puncture that was almost under your butt.
‘’Him? Scared? No fucking way.’’
"It happens to the best of use once in a while, I mean there’s a lot of things I didn’t want to do when I started doing porn. Heck there is still stuff even I don’t want to do.’’
‘’You sure you don't want to tell me who? I could go give him a pep talk or like advices."
You huffed "…Naah. But I promise, I'll tell you when I'm ready... or when I need some retribution of some kind. Hahhaaha"
You laughed together while he finished cleaning. Then you talked a bit about the new sex toys that came out this week and other things that happened during the week and eating some snacks he brought.
"Knowing how you heal; you should be fine in 2 or 3 days." He said before leaving.
"I'd you need anything else just text me. Ok?"
‘’Ok I’ll be sure to let you know! Thanks again, I’m glad you’re here.’’
You were tired from hurting and felt like shit. Your leg was healing fine, but still, it was taking a toll on you. You were still plagued from the flashback of that night, thorn between being turned on by what happened or feeling guilty about it.
But the thought of him was still too strong in your mind, he was hugging all of the space in it. His hands clawing at the fabric of reality that was still enveloping your waking state. Whispering in your brain sweet words that would make you so excited, you could still feel his hands on you and hear him moan between your legs leaving you with less willpower that necessary to battle against your guilt. You moved instinctively, fingers finding the unnecessary needy nub placed over your dripping core, your subconscious knew it was this time of the day again, where his sweet voice would echo in your brain. You needed to hear the sweet caress of his voice filling your ears.
You opened the radio on your phone, not even bothering to plug your headphones, only to hear sweet nothing, the gray noise feeling the vast silence in your room, breaking your lusty state and turning it into a feeling of loss and loneliness.
"Why?! Damn it!!" You yelled, feeling a sob crawling up your throat. "No! No fucking way he's ruining my sex life!" You dialed the number of the last guy who gave you an orgasm, excluding Alastor.
"Hey babe! How you doing?"
"No time to talk I need a cock inside me right NOW!"
"Oh shit! I umh...I can't right now, but I can come over tonight!"
"Damn it Felix! I feel like my head is going to burst. Leave it, I'll text someone else."
"Wait! Wait I'll come over just wait, I'll be here in 10."
You didn't care much about him, he was as vanilla as one could be, but at least he could help you get some steam off.
He arrived a bit later, asked you what happened to your leg. You answered him truthfully,
" Had some guy bite me, gave me the best orgasm ever, but gotta be honest with you, might be a bit much, I like being able to walk."
" Do you...want me to bite you while we have sex?"
"Hmm...I mean...would be nice! But please do it more softly."
He fucked you while spooning to make sure your leg wouldn't hurt too much. Taking small bites on your neck and shoulder, it felt more like nibbles not enough to pierce your skin, but enough to make marks. You kept telling him to bite harder, but he couldn’t bring himself to hurt you. You still finished, he still finished. Getting some release was alright but still, annoying, and boring.
You said thank you, he left. You felt a slight wave of relief. Finally, you could sleep. You cleaned, popped some pain relief pills and went off to bed.
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