#demonfather!alastor

[hishumanbellestories]

Imagine that you and Demon!Alastor had a child, still a newborn:

You were in bed tired after a whole day spent next to the little Amara, cuddling her, playing with her, kissing her, breastfeeding her. Alastor had been by your side all day, admiring you and your little one and taking care of you.

That night, while you were finally dozing off in Alastor's arms in your bed while Alastor spooned you in, Amara began to cry loudly. Alastor moved away from you and the bed with a stealthy step so as not to wake you.

He came to the baby's crib that had been placed a short distance from you in Alastor's room, and Alastor approached the crib. He put his hands on the railing and smiled at his little girl.

«Amara, my sweet miracle! Come to Dad», he said in a velvety, soft voice to the little girl.

His arms reached out to lift her up, to pick her up, and to bring her against his chest, as he held her and covered her with sweet, loving kisses.

«Can't sleep like your Dad? Let's see if this helps. It always works with your loving Mommy!», he said, smiling to himself at the thought of you.

So, Alastor turns on the radio and plays a sweet French lullaby, singing softly.

'Do, do, l’enfant do,

L’enfant dormira bien vite.

Do, do, l’enfant do,

L’enfant dormira bientôt'.

Amara fell asleep almost immediately in her father's arms, who continued to rock her until late at night, without his eyes ever leaving hers.

«My beautiful, splendid miracle», he smiles at her, «goodnight, my Amara», he whispers kissing her cheek.