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Me to myself: don’t start another fic don’t start a human alastor AU finish up your other fics you stop it RIGHT NOW

Google docs: *laughs in new drafts*

A Soldiers Love

♡ Pairing: Soldier!Alastor x Nurse!Reader

♡ Summary: Alastor is injured during the war, and you're there to care for his wounds

♡ Warnings: 18+ MDNI, unprotected sex, human alastor, oral, pet names, war, injuries, p in v, afab!reader, I think that's everything

♡An: I know Alastor wasn't alive in 1939, but for the sake of the story, let's pretend he was. Not proofread, possible spelling errors.

The year was 1939, and the world was engulfed in the flames of war. Alastor, once a charismatic radio host, now found himself in the uniform of a soldier. His sharp wit and charm were still intact, but the horrors of the battlefield had etched a new depth into his eyes.

You, a compassionate nurse, worked tirelessly in a field hospital, tending to the endless stream of wounded soldiers. Despite the chaos, your hands remained steady, your heart driven by a fierce determination to save lives.

One fateful day, Alastor was brought into the hospital, his body riddled with injuries, passed out from the pain. Your breath caught as you recognized the man who had once captivated the airwaves with his voice. Now, he lay before you, vulnerable and in need of care.

“Come on, stay with me,” you whispered, your voice steady despite the turmoil around you. You worked quickly, your hands moving with practiced precision to tend to Alastor’s wounds.

Alastor’s eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, the familiar spark of mischief returned. “Well, isn’t this a twist of fate?” he murmured, his voice weak but still carrying a hint of his old charm. Memories of Alastor saving you a few weeks prior from an enemy soldier flood your mind.

“Please, save your strength,” You replied, your focus remaining on tending to his wounds. “You’re not getting out of this that easily.”

As days turned into weeks, Alastor’s condition improved under yours and the other nurses' care. Despite the horrors of war surrounding you, a bond began to form. Alastor, once a voice that brought joy and laughter, found solace in your presence. You both shared stories, laughter, and moments of quiet reflection amidst the chaos.

One evening, as the sun set over the battlefield, Alastor and you sat side by side, watching the sky turn shades of orange and pink. “You know,” Alastor began, his voice softer than usual, “I’ve seen many things in my time, but nothing quite like you.”

You smiled, your heart swelling with a mix of emotions. “And I’ve never met anyone like you, Mr. Hartfelt.”

As the night continued you and Alastor moved closer and closer towards one another. Alastor shared stories of his radio host days and wishing for nothing more than to get back to. He told you about his mom and how he missed her dearly. You told him about your life back home, about going to nursing school.

Ever since that night you and Alastor made it a tradition to meet every night. He would sneak away from his tent as night took over the skies and you once your duties for the evening were through.

The other nurses would tease you about Alastor, about how you two seemed to be glued to each other since the night you cared for his wounds.

Tonight was like any other night, finishing up work and getting ready to sneak away to the radio host turned soldier. All the other nurses on duty have called it a night and for once no patience In the medical tent. All you had left to do was finish cleaning up then off to see Alastor. What you weren't expecting was for someone to walk into the tent and hands to grip your waist.

You gasp turning around quickly only to come face to face with the man you've been craving to see all day. He was in his nightwear, pants and a t-shirt. His dog tags hanging around his neck.

Alastor looked down at you smiling as his grip on you tightened “did I scare you darlin’?” He said in a southern draw.

“Alastor” you say relieved “what are you doing here”

“wanted to see you, doll face” his smile growing. You took in his figure. Spotting a few cuts and bruises that weren't there the last time you saw the soldier.

“Why didn't you wait for me at our spot?

He laughs “I waited a half hour, you never showed so I came lookin’ for ya” your eyes widen realizing you were so busy finishing up work the time completely skipped your mind.

Alastor leaned down resting his head on your shoulder. “Got worried darlin'” his hands dip down to your hips “wanted to make sure you were alright” his voice deeper and the southern draw more prominent.

Your breath hitches in your throat as you first His shirt. He moves his head towards your neck placing a small kiss. “Been thinking about you all day, always thinking about you doll”

You feel your face Heat up at his confession. “Only thing that gets me through the day is thinkin’ ‘bout you and knowing I get to see you that evening”

Your hands find his hair and grip the strands “Al” you whisper.

“Want you so bad darlin’” his hold on your hips tightens, bunching up your uniform slightly causing it to lift higher up your legs. “Tell me you want me to, that You crave this just as much as I do” He places Another kiss to your neck this time right below your ear. “Have wanted you since I woke up here all those weeks ago. Couldn't keep my eyes off you”

You say his name again, more breathy this time as you tug on his hair.

“you have no idea how hard it is to share you with the other men. How much I have to hold back from killing them when they come back from here talking ‘bout the pretty little nurse who took care of them. My nurse, my darlin’” He nips you ear “you're mine right? My little sweet thing, my cute little nurse” He pulls your uniform up higher. “tell me you want this”

You nod “please Al”

He chuckles hearing you beg “use your words darlin’ gotta tell me what you want”

You whine against him when he pushes his hips flush against yours. “want you, have wanted you since you came here all beaten and bruised. So jealous of the other nurses who got to help you, got to touch you”

He smirks against your skin, letting out a breathy laugh. “aww is my sweet little nurse being possessive over her patient? Want to keep me all to yourself? Tell me love, what did you want to do to the other who helped me? Who helped me bathe, change my clothes, and the dressings for my wounds?”

You whine again. “wanted to kill em. Wanted to be the only one you needed”

Alastor smiles and starts walking you backwards towards one of the medical cots. “Wanted to take you since the moment I laid eyes on you sweetness”

“Oh Al, I want you too. Wanted it so bad. I would have let you.” the back of your legs hit the cot and you fall back onto your back Alastor hovering over you, his hands on either side of your head. He leans down his lips ghosting over yours “tell me you're mine”

“all yours Alastor” you whisper against his lips. He smiles before slamming his lips into yours in a heated kiss. Moaning at the taste of you.

You arch your back pressing Your chest Into his as you fist his shirt. Alastors hands move to your knees,sliding up towards your thighs, pushing your uniform up in the process. He parts your legs and lays in between them. His hips flush with yours.

You moan as he slips his tongue into your mouth, his cock twitching in his pants at the sound. You grind up against him and he starts to slowly rock his hips into you meeting you halfway. Alastor continues to hump Your clothed cunt.

He pulls away trailing kissing down your neck towards your chest. He starts unbuttoning Your uniform His lips following his hands down your body. Once he has your uniform removed he is face to face with your dripping cunt. He looks up at you with a silent question. You nod your head and he pulls your panties down as he trails kissing on your thigh. Biting and sucking the skin, leaving marks for Only your eyes to see.

Alastors breath fans over your cunt making you arch your back before he dives in. He starts off slow with kitten licks but you grind against his face trying to get more friction. He laughs and speeds up as he flattens his tongue against you giving you long licks.

your Moaning and whining as you fist his hair. Begging Him to keep going. You cum on his tongue soon after He inserts a finger, pumping slowly and curling it against the spot that Has you seeing stars.

Alastor Is grinding his leaky cock against the cot. Searching for any friction he can find, chasing his own release. He moans at the taste of you. You're the sweetest thing to ever grace his tongue.

He adds a second finger curling them when you scream out his name. He chuckles against you. Before long he has you finishing on his fingers as he licks up the juices. You pull him up To your face by his hair.

“Just fuck me already Al” you beg

He laughs “Such foul language for a lady”

You whine and wrap your legs around his waist grinding up into him. Feeling the outline of his cock “please, please need it so bad”

He laughs again “how could i say no when you beg so nicely hmm?”

You pull his shirt off of him tossing it somewhere in the ten as he pulls his pants down lining up at your entrance before slowly pushing in. You moan against each other's lips before he is claiming your lips again as he starts moving his hips. His dog tags rocking against you as they hang from his neck.

You scratch down his back leaving marks surely his fellow soldiers will see tomorrow. he groans at the feeling of your nails on his skin.

His hand moves down your body searching for your bundle of nerves. He starts rubbing as he picks up the speed of his thrusts. You cum for the nth time tonight, cunt squeezing his aching cock. You scream out his name in pleasure. He moans your name against your lips as he chases his own release, finishing soon after you, filling you up.

You two lay there In a comfortable silence as you both catch your breath. Alastor trails kissing over your face, and shoulders. Kissing the Marks he left behind as his hands massage your thighs.

“I love you Alastor” you whisper

“Love you too darlin'” he smiles down at you.

The next day you can't stop smiling, blushing everytime you see Alastor or someone mentions him.

The other nurses notice the bite marks and bruises on your neck and joke about Alastor giving them to you while the other soldiers see the scratch marks you left behind on Alastor's back.

His smile widens at their questions, and he smugly hints at the fact he claimed you as his the night before and hopefully every night to come after.

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