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This was stupid, he was stupid, waiting outside of his own bedroom as he waited for those horrid sickening sounds to stop. But he’d chosen this after all, hadn’t he?
Alastor wasn’t a good person, far far from it, he cared for nobody but himself.
But Valentino, fucking Valentino. That disgusting pimp had squirmed into his heart like a damn parasite, eating away at his soul every moment he existed.
Alastor hated it. He hated this. He hated listening to his own lover having such vile relations with worthless scum, but this had been their agreement. Valentino could sleep with anyone he pleased, and he sure did.
Alastor did not enjoy sex, that was never a secret. The first few times he’d slept with Val he’d hated every moment of it, it made him feel disgusting, dirty. But Val- he never seemed to care much for Alastor’s own enjoyment, as long as Alastor didn’t verbally say no he’d do what he liked.
He’s a pimp, it’s what’s to be expected, Alastor stepped into this relationship knowing what he’d have to face.
The overlord felt relief wash over him when the noises finally stopped, it was only a couple minutes later he’d heard voices and shuffling before the door opened.
That poor demon had no idea what was coming, the first step out of Alastor’s own private quarters the deer had bitten their head right off, the body falling limp instantly.
One look at Val just a step away showed the pimp wasn’t even the slightest bit surprised, this was normal, he always did this.
“…I’m not cleanin’ that”
The moth’s deep sharp voice made Alastor’s hair stand on end, it made him feel sick, but in an odd addictive way.
The smaller just scoffed, straightening himself as he gave the corpse a gentle kick.
“..again? Didn’t you just have a ‘guest’ over yesterday?”
“What? You ain’t havin’ sex with me, it’s just unfair Bambi”
“Unfair? You feel like you’re being treated unfairly? Oh that’s rich.”
“Oh don’t start with this bullshit again, Alastor, don’t try to make ME feel bad for something we both agreed on”
Now he’d gone silent, they both had. Alastor knew Valentino was right, he had agreed to this, though begrudgingly.
He didn’t say another word, brows furrowed and smile strained as he simply picked up the corpse. He’ll simply dump it, he’s not hungry anymore.
“Oh c’mon Bambi don’t be like that!”
Valentino called to him as the other left, but he was easily ignored. The moth let out an annoyed snort.
“Fine, be a bitch fer’ all I care-“
Alastor had to ignore the way that made his body fill with rage, he had the NERVE to be mad? What a fucking prick.
For hours the two ignored each other, Alastor having gone radio silent after leaving. But he knew he’d eventually have to return home, ‘less he wants Val to find another ‘companion’.
Silence filled the home apart from the low buzz that constantly left the Radio Demon, heels clicking against the stone floor as he made his way to his private quarters.
It was late, nearly midnight, Val would usually be asleep by now. And Alastor seemed correct as he pushed the door open, the bedroom engulfed in a warm darkness as he noticed the large shape curled under the blankets.
Alastor let out a quiet relieved sigh, snapping his fingers to change into pajamas in an instant, quietly he crawled into bed beside his partner.
He wasn’t tired- so doing his best to remain quiet he clicked his beside lamp on, grabbing a book he’d been reading a couple nights prior.
But of course- he couldn’t just enjoy himself for a single moment. Valentino shifted, bright pink eyes opening to look over his shoulder at the other.
“..good evening”
That was all Alastor had to say, he honestly didn’t even want to talk to the other, still mad from earlier. But Val never took that hint.
A pink toothed smile flashed across his face as he slowly sat up, leaning closer to wrap his arms around his smaller partner.
Alastor noticeably went stiff in the moth’s hold before he slowly relaxed, it was just a hug, nothing more.
“Hey Bambi~..”
Large claws caressed Alastor’s cheek as he gently guided the other to look up, the moth leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his lips.
This is what he stayed for, these moments. Not the consistent cheating, the harsh words, and the occasional times they’d even land hits on one another, he stayed for this.
Silently Alastor lowered his book, smile growing wider as he leaned back into that comfortable fluff and broad chest.
Valentino’s hold felt so safe, well- not always, but it did now! And that’s all Alastor ever wanted.
But he had to ruin it, he always had to ruin it with his own selfish needs.
A shudder went up the deer’s spine as gentle kisses were placed across his neck and shoulder, Alastor stiffening in an instant. The hands- there were too many hands on him.
“No. Not tonight”
Valentino paused for a moment, letting out a frustrated growl as he sat back up, spinning the other around to face him.
“Seriously? After you make a scene and walk out on me and you still won’t?”
“We have already discussed this. You already have plenty of whores to take my place, as much as I hate it.”
“Maybe if ya’ actually slept with me I wouldn’t need them, that’s on you”
Alastor glared, opening his mouth to protest- but nothing came out. Valentino was right, it was his fault, they’d arranged this deal and he’d agreed to it.
But God did it hurt knowing his love was with someone else, it hurt worse than he could take.
A hand cupped the other’s cheek, snapping Alastor out of his thoughts as he looked up.
“C’mon, Baby, just this once~”
He stared into those pupil-less pink eyes, and damn were they hypnotizing.
“…ok”
That bright toothy grin made his stomach clench, Alastor instantly finding himself harshly pinned down against the bed. Eyes flashed towards the beside lamp as Val’s lower arm reached over to click it off.
Fine, just get it over with.
He felt sick, he felt disgusting, dirtied.
Val had long since finished, turned to face the wall as his soft snores filled the silence, but Alastor was awake.
He couldn’t sleep, could barely shut his eyes. It had been as terrible as usual and he’d counted every second until it was over, 36,000 seconds to be exact actually-
He just couldn’t get his mind off it, off those hands touching him relentlessly, the painful way those claws dug into his hair and fur of his tail until tears formed in his eyes, how Val’s teeth sunk into skin, how rough Val would be just so he could force those sounds he loved so much out of him, those revolting words. All in the same bed he’d had another in just hours prior.
But Valentino loved him! He’d always said that! That was enough.
Val had told him he was perfect, so special, and amazing- or well- he’d said Alastor’s body was. Not him.
But he didn’t stop it, he didn’t utter a single “no’”,so he must’ve wanted it right? He’d always convinced himself he wanted it, no matter how terrible it felt.
He just needed sleep, he needed to sleep this terrible day off and start anew.
Yeah. That would help.