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“Do you think that is…” he said, measuring each word and swallowing before continuing, “…unattractive to you?”
The chat bubble started moving quickly. It stopped. Then moved again.
SharkDaddyBoss1:
Do you want me to be gentle or to tell the truth?Alastor raised an eyebrow. “The truth,” he replied. “Always.”
Only a few seconds passed.
SharkDaddyBoss1:
I’m really into milfs
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06 Apr 2026
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“Excuse me?”
Vincent’s laugh was restrained and far too affectionate in contrast with the situation they were both trapped in. He raised a hand and gently closed Alastor’s jaw with a light touch, stroking his chin with fingers that were more tender than they should be.
“It wasn’t a complicated request. You understood it perfectly.”
The cold metal of the gun pressed against Alastor’s stomach, harshly reminding him of the reality that held that whole scene together and how he absolutely was not in a position to refuse right now.
“Now, undress.” he repeated in a whisper.
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Where Vincent humiliates Alastor at the meeting for his dismissal and then Alastor returns the favor.
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05 Apr 2026
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► Vox never imagined the night would end like this: with Alastor tied to his bed, shirt torn open, breathing unevenly, ears pinned back against his hair, looking at him with a kind of intimate hatred that burned.
“You two should just fuck already!” Valentino taunted, savouring the spectacle.
And Vox could do it. He had the Radio Demon right there, bound and defiant, trembling with fury under his hands. Exactly where he had wanted him so many times. Exactly how he had fantasised about him, night after night. Wanting him, hating him, craving him.
But not like this. Never like this.
Because for the first time, Vox realised that what he’d imagined for years wasn’t dominating him… it was touching him without destroying him.
And that terrified him more than any demon in Hell.
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22 Mar 2026
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“Are you sure I’m not dead? If I’m not dead, I could just go home.”
His mère would be looking for him. Would be worried sick.
“Um…” Charlie’s eyes darted to the others.
Angel sighed heavily. “Ya can’t go home, kid. It ain’t 1923 anymore.”
Alastor frowned.
“It’s 2024.”
Somehow that was harder to accept than the fact he was in Hell.
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What if Alastor’s fight with Adam ended…differently? What if he was “purified” instead to the last moment he could have been redeemed? And, unfortunately for him, that was when he was only eleven.
Completed: 10/27/25.
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11 Mar 2026
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Alastor agreed to the pain of withstanding the movie night at the Hotel under one condition - Lucifer was supposed to suffer right by his side during the entire thing so that it could at least resemble their usual date night, just in some twisted sense of it.
It seems, though that he is on his losing streak tonight when instead of even this, the very questionable date, all he gets is one glass of rye after another, drunk in the sole company of his and Husk’s pouring hand, seeing to keeping his glass full, even when he slowly reaches his limit.
Someone will have great amends to make. Alastor falling asleep doesn't seem to be an issue in the longer run. Especially that even in his sleep he moans out Lucifer's name quite clearly.
This long overdue fic was written for Bottom Alastor Week 2025, fall edition, containing mainly the somnophilia prompt (consensual! ◡̈) with a hint of pussy spanking at the side, giving it a tiny bit more spice
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08 Mar 2026