helluvaharmony

[helluvaharmony]

All-Hallows-Eve

Alastor x Reader; In which, you and Alastor attend the hotel’s Halloween party. Warnings: None.

It was Halloween night. You and your beloved, Alastor, were preparing for the small Halloween get-together Charlie was hosting downstairs in the lobby of the hotel. You quickly lace up your corset, pulling it as tight as you can, while watching Alastor put on a reindeer nose and grow his antlers. You roll your eyes. “Really, Al?” He looks up at you with his signature grin, adjusting the antlers. "Really, what? It's Halloween, darling. We're supposed to have fun." He steps closer to you, his hand reaching out to tug on the corset strings.

“You could’ve at least put in a little more effort.” You grimace as he pulls the laced corset, compressing it. Alastor chuckles, his fingers deftly adjusting the corset strings to make it even tighter. "Effort? I put on the nose, didn't I? That's effort enough for you." You roll your eyes. “Whatever.” He steps back, admiring his reflection in the mirror. "Alright, I'm ready. You?" He glances at you, noticing how tight your corset is. "You look lovely, as always. But are you breathing in there?"

“Barely.” You half joke, half sigh. “HA HA!” He laughs manically, his grin widening. "Well, that's the price of beauty, isn't it?" He offers you his arm. "Shall we head downstairs? I'm sure our little gathering is waiting for us." His eyes gleam with mischief. Alastor holds open the door as the two of you walk out of his room and down the hall. As you walk together, he leans in close to whisper in your ear. "I hope you're ready for tonight. Things might get...interesting." He winks, his hand resting on the small of your back as you approach the stairs leading down to the lobby.

You want to ask what he means, but he is gone long before you can. You see him across the room, talking to Charlie, probably about the hotel plans. Charlie laughs at something Alastor says, slapping him on the back. Alastor grins widely, his eyes scanning the room. He catches your gaze and winks at you once more, before turning back to Charlie. ​​Angel quietly approaches you, sneaking up on you. You let out a loud shriek as he tackles you.

The sudden noise causes Alastor to look up from his conversation with Charlie. He raises an eyebrow as he sees Angel tackling you, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like someone's having fun," Charlie says, laughing with Vaggie practically wrapped around her waist. ​​Alastor excuses himself from the conversation and saunters over to where you and Angel are. He crosses his arms, looking down at you with a mixture of amusement and disapproval. "Having a good time?" He asks, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Yes, and you?” You ask, taking a sip of your drink while Alastor tightly squeezes your arm. You look up at the overlord, his eyes slowly turning into radio dials before abruptly stopping. He leans down, his breath hot against your ear as he speaks quietly. "Better now that I have something to look forward to." You had a long night ahead of you.