He found it cute how you hissed when he rubbed his thumb against the metal. Teased you about your new sensitivity. But as he felt the extra bit of metal drag against his walls he became quite. His nails dug into the back of your office chair when he final became seated.

You asked if he was okay but he only responded with a hum. Alastor was focusing on calming himself down so he didn't embarrass himself.

Alastor takes in a sharp intake of breath when you moved your chair closer to your desk.

You asked Alastor again if he was alright, this time you let a bit of teasing come out in your tone. You earn a nip on the ear for that one. You laugh it off and start to do your work.

The room was silent apart from soft breathing and you typing away, but Alastors mind was noisy with his new mantras of "Don't grind" and "Don't clench" because he can't let you know how insane he is going. Because he can feel it, right there, oh so close to his sweet spot. If he just shifted a bit and grinded down the piercing would rub against his prostate.

He wants it, he can imagine the sparks of pleasure shooting up his spine as you fuck into him hitting his prostate dead on with every single thrust as his ass slaps down on or thick and powerful thighs.

Alastor bits his lip, he wants it, but he won't let himself have it. He can't let you have that sort of power over him. This is just part of the game after all. He only does this because hes bored and he likes the sounds you make when he rides you into the ground. He likes your grunts and moans, when you beg him to not stop and when you tell him how good he is. He thinks your pathetic when you say stuff like that and he totally does preen at your words, nope, not at all.

Fuck he wants it. Alastors breath is becoming more and more shallow as his nails perce through the leather of the chair. The taste of his own blood not even registering as he wills himself not to shake. You'll know, you'll know, you'll know!

"Red!" Alastor winces at the broken sound of his voice as I bounces off the walls. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He needs to leave. He needs to leave now.

Your hands come to cradle around Alastors waist as you move your chair back. You lift him off of your semi hard cock, the urge to grab you and put you back where you belong being overpowered by his urge to claw your eyes out for the worried look in your eyes?

"Al? What is it? Talk to me."

He hates you and he needs to leave. He needs to leave now and come back in an appropriate amount of time to gaslight you into believing this never happened.

Alastor pushes himself up onto shaking legs and attempts to leave. He steadies himself on the side of the desk and magic snaps his pants on as you put yourself away.

You hand grasps his arm, your gentleness makes Alastor want to be violent.

"Alastor, talk to me."

Regret is a cunt of a mistress. He should have just stayed and bared it, laughed you off afterward but instead hes done this.

"It's nothing Dear, I merely remembered that I have some place to be."

"Right. You used our safeword to because you have some place to be, that isnt on your schedule, the schedule I curate?"

"Well not everything I do has to go past you."

"Uh huh." You let out a heavy sigh "Look Alastor, if you dont tell me what happened it could happen again"

"It wont"

"What wont?"

"It."

"What's it?"

"What happened."

"And what happened?"

"Nothing! Nothing happened!"

You take Alastors hands into your own and kiss them as his radio dial eyes give a look that has been many a souls last. "My love, talk to me. You're shaking."

Alastors fingers flex in your hands but his dials go down. "I... liked it."

You tilt your head to the side as a nonverbal "you gonna elaborate on the sweetheart?"

He looks away from you, "I liked how it felt and...I wanted more." He murmered the last part but you caught it.

"Don't you still want more?"

"...yes."

"Then let me take care you you?"

Alastor rolls his eyes "Fine-"

You teleport yourselves into your shared room before he can finish.

You start smooching him up, touching him in a way that's soothing but also makes him tingle as you undress him.

You lift him up so his legs are stragling your waist, you knee onto the bed and place him down slowly, you never stop kissing him be it his lips or neck.

"Can I?" Alastors claws digging into your flesh is your answer.

You enter him slowly, maddeningly, and when you bottom out again Alastor is tense again. You start with shallow thrusts, not quite touching where he wants you but trying to warm him intk it.

Alastors legs wrap around your middle in an attempt to pull you deeper, you get the memo and start to fuck him in earnest.

Alastor tries to keep quite but its no use. Soon enough hes letting out the sweetest noises you've ever heard, you chase those noises like they are the last things you want to hear.

His eyes are screwed shut and his back begins to bow. You put his legs on your shoulder and fuck your way over the finish line in a way that has Alastor screaming. Your pretty sure hes clenching down on you so hard that your dick might snap off but it's worth it to see Alastors face lost in pure pleasure.

You fuck him through it until his eyes start to droop. You pepper kisses over his face followed by praises.

You try to get up or even pull out but Alastor tightens his hold kn you.

"Stay?"

He asks it like a question that he thinks you'll say know to. Silly deer, he should know by now that you'd do anything he wants even if he doesn't own your soul.

So you smile at him sweetly in a way he'd tease you for if he wasn't so fucked out, your arms wrap around his body and you let your full weight rest on top of him as you snuggle into his fur.

One of Alastors hands come to pet down your hair. You really hope he'll want to do this again.

Other way I thought of this going is the reader noticing Alastor struggling and then teasing him about it before fucking him stupid on his desk but I really liked the thought of "my wife" type reader that's down bad for Alastor being able to get Alastor to put down his walls for a sec and let himself be vulnerable.

Short answer? No. Long answer?

Alastor doesn't take long before he makes his way back to your room. He throws the door open and shut before stalking towards you.

"Can I help you?"

Alastor takes his clothes off and straddles your lap. You go to sit up but Alastor pushes you back down as he sizes you up.

He shoves his hand in your face, "Lick."

"Okay, guess this is happening now." You grasp his hand and lube it up until it's absolutely dripping. Once satisfied Alastor rips his hand from your grasp and brings it between his legs. Alastor slowly works himself open enough to take you.

He looks fucking gorgeous above you. Hair becoming loose from that fuck ass bob, eyes hooded as the squelching gets louder.

It's hot, but do you know what would be hotter? Grabing Alastor by the hips and flipping y'all over, scrambling down and throwing his legs over your shoulder before going down on him. You eat this man out like you're starved, hes loose enough that you start thrusting 3 fingers into his hole.

Alastors hands fly to tangle in your hair, his head thrown back as he enjoys his servicing. The more impatient you get the less gentle you are, soon your entire fist is inside of him.

Alastors back bows and the lights flicker but you don't stop until he starts smacking you away.

"Enough, enough!"

Alastor grabs you and puts you back in your earlier position. He mounts you without ceremony, throwing his head back with a hearty moan.

Alastor starts bounching on your dick, nails digging into you chest enough to draw blood but you couldn't give a shit.

You grab his hips and bring him down over over your knot. Alastor goes ridged, the feeling of you being so deep inside him scratches an itch he didn't know he had.

Alastor slowly pushes himself off your knot and back down, repeating this motion teasing his rim before slamming back down.

Alastor rides you ruthlessly, taking you deep inside him making him moan everytime your knot is fully inside him. You can't tell if it's the bed shaking or the room but you know you're both getting close.

Alastor screams when he cums, taking your knot one last time as you fill him up and your knot inflates enough that he'll be stuck with you for a while.