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[wetandtiny-in-smutland]

Under pressure

Approximately 2.3k words

*my boyfriend helped me write the last half (even tho i edited it a lot after) tell me if you like it, that way i can give him some feedback on his work.

Intro

You were in a friendship/platonic relationship with Alastor, you heard rumors about him saying he's not interested in sex or relationships but couldn't leave your feelings away for him. You did all kinds of services (non-sexual) for him, in exchange for his protection, it was a simple deal you made with him couple months ago. Your deal made him aware when you were in a panicked state. Very easy on his side since you didn't like trouble, most of the trouble came from the fact that you seemed close to him, and his enemies (mostly vox) wanted to take advantage of that.

tags

minors DNI 18+ only

#hazbin hotel #alastorxreader #genderneutralreader #forcedproximity #repressedthirst #smut #nonsexrepulsedalastor #petnames #patronisingalastor #subalastor #receivingalastor #bite #needyreader #handworship #mouthaction #jokesonyou

Minutes ago, you were running away from some vox security bot who had been repurposed for other tasks, you turned a corner missing one of their grappling hooks going for your shoulder. You ended up setting yourself up in a dead end. One of the bot grappled your leg, you fell on your butt as it yanked you pretty hard. Multiple of them came crawling and flying their way to you as you tried to free your leg from the hook. As you unhooked it a flying drone dropped a net on you. You were all tangled up as you were trying to push back the other bots from tying you down. Panic started to rise inside you, your breath getting faster, you didn't want to cause any trouble to Alastor, but you knew it was in vain as he could feel your panic from miles away. You heard a bot break in front of you powering down as it was squished on the floor. 

-Sorry my dear, it took me some time to get here. I see you are in quite a predicament, let me help you. He said while destroying more of the bots and drones mostly with his tentacles.

Alastor could have just teleported you both to a safe place, but enjoying the trill of killing stuff for free would have been a waste (Even though it was not actually living). You freed yourself from the annoying net, after a couple minutes later most the bots were disabled. 

-Now that wasn't much of a problem, was it?

Instant guilt built up inside your brain.

-I'm sorry Al, I should have been able to take care of it by myself, I didn't want to disturb you in your work. I know you have so much to do for the hotel and everything. As you said that one of his eye twitched in annoyance, then his ears rotated to hear behind him. Another swarm of bots was coming, now that Alastor was here, surely vox would send most of them out, including the attack bots, knowing he could get his hands on the radio demon. You looked behind him seeing all the red dots of their cameras starting to light up the alleyway.

He sighed with annoyance.

-I did have other plans for this evening.

You didn't want to annoy him any further, so you thought maybe if we got out of sight of the cameras, he could teleport us somewhere else. You took his hand and ran to the backdoor of the building on the side of the dark dead end you were in. Door was locked, but you made quick work of hit smashing it with your heel. You got inside the building quickly, closing the door best you could behind both of you. You were in a pitch-black back store full of boxes and utility carts that you saw slightly before the door closed completely. The only thing you could see in the dark of the room was Alastor's red piercing eyes.

"Alastor, do you think you could teleport us somewhere safer?" You asked him.

"What's the magic word?" He said with his eyes on you.

"Al! We don't have time for this, come on!" you started getting annoyed yourself.

"Then, no I won't" he said giggling as he closed his eyes. Now you couldn't see anything, you were left stranded in a place you didn't know, scared as fuck. You could hear the clickety of the robots outside walking to the now unlocked door of the building.

"Damn it Al... Fine... Please radio demon sir, could you please move us somewhere safer." 

"Well yes dear." He responded with his smirking face lighting up directly in front of yours. Surprised, you lost your footing, your butt heading for the floor, but he interrupted your fall lifting you up by the waist holding you against him, you felt like you were falling for a second time due to the teleportation, his legs folded up, knees now resting on your upper back, your hips now against his. You tried getting up as you found footing again, your head hitting the now weirdly low ceiling with a loud pang.

-Ouch!

-You should stay sitting and quiet, love, if you don't want them to find us.

You could see his stupid smirk lighting up the small, enclosed space you were stuck in. You were so much more annoyed now, how the fuck was this his reasoning, teleporting to the hotel or literally anywhere else would have been 1000 times better than being stuck in a small space with your body against his, his breath down your face, red eyes looking directly into yours, your hands with nowhere to go but his chest and his hands resting on your back. Oh no! Shit! Don't think about that NOW. Stupid body reacting to sudden physical contact. Contact that was missing all sooo much inside of you since the start of this dumb deal with him. Robot attack! right that's the right thing to think about. Get your mind in the right place. Damn it.

-WHAT THE FUCK! Al where are we? Did you fucking hide us in a fucking cupboard or some shit? What are you thinking, how is this any better than being outside-

As you were spouting nonsense his eyes tensed up, you felt one of his hand leave your back and press over your mouth ‘Sssshhh’ urging you to stop making noises. More physical contact! Shit! It did indeed stop you from complaining even more *gulp*, few seconds after, you heard the door of the building opening and the little sound of the bots’ legs hitting the floor. 

His hand was covering the bottom half of your face, the fingers and palm of said hand reaching both of your ears easily. Taking some small breath, the air you expulsed tumbled down the both of you. The softness of his hand on your lips, you had a really hard time suppressing your intrusive thoughts. God you just wanted to kiss and lick his hand, sooo much! Your mind was entirely focused on not doing that. You closed your eyes as your breath became more and more short and fast. You couldn't register the fact that you were becoming putty in his arms, your body slouching into him, your back hitting his folded legs behind you, knees coming in contact with the surface you were on, your hips sinking into his. You had to suppress noises as your mind caught up with how your body just melted into his and the fact that your clothed crotch was now in contact with his. 

His eyes relaxed a bit, removing his hand slowly from your face, you felt a string of saliva down your chin, most likely connected to his hand. Your breath now big inhales coming from your mouth, you cursed the fact that the only thing you could see was his eyes and mouth. You tried grabbing his hand as you lost your self-control, reaching forward, your fingers only found his chest, you started trailing your way, patting his chest, shoulder, and upper arms. You saw his stare question you as you were touching him unprompted. But you, as much as him, knew that the situation he put you both in was a double-edged sword. You feigned indifference as his eyes were on you, you looked where your hands were travelling, even though you couldn't see at all. You reached his hand on his knee behind you, moving slowly to make sure you were not making any noise. You slid your fingers under his, interlocking them, your fingers spreading almost painfully as his hand was so much bigger than yours. You moved his hand ever so slowly back to your mouth. You could feel your heartbeat in your ears as it followed the boldness of your moves. 

You had never made any move to show your desires to the radio demon, always been a good little platonic partner even though you wished for more. 

But he chose to mess with you so that was on him, he could very well teleport the both of you somewhere else anytime he wished, so you'll continue your scheming as long as he would keep his shit up. 

As his hand reached your face you took it with both of your hands opening all of his fingers around your face, hiding behind it, his surprised stare disappearing behind it as your tongue slipped out of your mouth to crash against his wide palm. He had a surprised tremor and you feared immediate rejection, but he didn't pull his hand from your face or make any move to change anything. You started licking his palm wholeheartedly pouring your soul into the motion, conveying your long-repressed needs, your whole mouth moving into action, lips sucking the skin slowly, kissing it softly, mouth silently slurping at his palm, salivating at the texture of his skin directly on your tongue, the salty sweat of his hand in your tastebuds. Going up toward his fingers, scared of looking at his face, you closed your eyes. Tongue licking the webbing in between his digits, you heard a silent gasp from him, as your tongue slid in and out between his fingers. You could feel his loud exhales tickling your eyelashes, you were covering his hand with saliva. Then you felt his other hand move off your back, heard his claws scraping the "floor" where you were sitting, coming to wrap around your ankle, his touch whispering up your leg, squeezing periodically, his speed matching the one you were using to lick between his fingers. Hand reaching your knee, you stopped licking, panic gathering a bit in your stomach, anticipating for him to move further up. He stopped his hand at the same time as you, kind of like saying that if you wanted more you would have to show him by your actions.

It was a scary situation, was this a threat? Or maybe he needed some clarifications. Knowing him, it could be both, but the time you two shared did give you enough courage to get you so far, so without fully processing what your next move would lead to, you tenderly, pressed your teeth in the fleshy part of his palm under his thumb, nibbling with different pressures. He let out the faintest and only whelp you’ve ever heard coming out of that mouth.­ You slightly pulled away, both of you looking taken aback. Rarely does a reaction manage to breakthrough and escape his unwavering smile, and never in a million years would you have thought it would be in this context. Your heart was racing like it was fueled by hell’s fire itself, pressing you to continue in that tortuous road. The fog in your head seemed to clear with the vocal reaction he made, he wants this too! Maybe even, he needs this as much as you do. But this was not the only effect the noise you could hear, outside the little bots were coming closer to the, you assumed ‘’cabinet’’. You exhaled the breath you were holding, now inspired by this realization, once again you brought his hand back to your mouth, you glided your nimble tongue on the bite mark you’ve left, then up his thumb, wrapping the best you could, the softness of your tongue around the flat of his thumb. His head slightly tilted backwards, eyes closed, grinning ajar. His breaths becoming more and more panting. His body was sieged by shivers, stirring his core. Poor Al… You thought to yourself, all this time being touch deprived. Even if he would never admit it out loud, his body betrayed him in the most obvious ways possible. A growing hardness where your bodies where resting against one another, filled you with lust. W­­ho knew a devil’s heart like his could pump this much blood, from such simple touches. You took the whole tip of his finger in your warm mouth, firmly closing your lips on it while using your tongue like you would while sucking a cock. Alastor’s reaction was immediate, his free hand let go of you and he reached for a support point in the chokingly small space, his claw, scraping the ‘’wall’’ next to you, his whole-body becoming tense at your action. His hips turned his shivers into a rhythmic flexing of his pelvis. The continuous panting and the jitter of his movements rattling the cupboard you were stuck in, making it obvious to the bots that you were hiding in there.

You took another bite, his thumb still in your mouth and in a muffled voice you said ‘Sssshhh’, now urging him to stop making noises. His eyes jolting wide open as if he just realized that he’s being toyed with. You rotated your hips, getting a better angle in which you could move. You heard him gasp as you pushed his waist down to the floor by rubbing yourself down on his core. You felt the struggle of his hardening dick in his pants. Then you pulled out his thumb from your mouth, a sliver of saliva still hanging from his hand to your mouth. Red light could be seen through the door of the cabinets illuminating slightly the space. You leaned closer to his face, your lips brushing his cheek, reaching his ear, hushing this silky threat. -Why don’t you be a dear and teleport us somewhere safe?... unless… you want me to stop?

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[wetandtiny-in-smutland]

Aftermath (1.5)

Approximately 1.5k words

part 1 · part 2

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intro

You were still shocked about the night before; on one hand you had THE best orgasm in your afterlife and on the other you felt like you fucked it up entirely by asking for something selfish that you thought he'd probably enjoy too.

You wanted so much more than a bite that night, but you were becoming obsessed with his teeth and consequently him biting you, clearly you would have been able to finish without that, but you didn't want it to be like all the other random hook ups you had in hell were it was boringly normal sex or completely deranged ones were angel had to save you before anything happened.

You were clearly obsessed with Alastor, no doubts about it and wanted him in more ways that you could imagine. It was gnawing on your insides, turning your stomach inside out. Your feelings were all over the place, but no doubt the strongest one still remaining was guilt.

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**I started writing part 2 but have a hard time finishing it, so here's the ''in between'' part of it. no real smut in it more of like establishing habbits and relationship of reader with angel dust.

Go read part one if your haven't!

tags

minors DNI 18+ only

#fluff #angryreader #readerfeelbad #sadreader #angeldustisyourfirend #caringangeldust #bitemark #hurtreader #readerworkatthehotel #Y/N #sexpositivereader #receivingsubreader #subreader #needyreader #readerhasacrushonalastor #Freader #Odaxelagnia(reader)

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You decided to stay in bed for the day, trying to tend to the puncture wound on your leg by yourself, not quite reaching all the marks on the back of your leg. You also tried not puking all over your bed from the distress it was causing you.

Fuck him and his help, this didn't help at all! It had all the opposite effect on you, now you were out of commission until your leg felt better. You knew you'd have healed faster and better if he gave you a smaller bite or he'd been more intelligent and dicked you down harshly instead of making you wish for more and ask for something stupid in return. It was like his stupidness was spreading to you.

A couple of hours passed, you were supposed to be downstairs and help with the daily tasks at the hotel but couldn't even walk! You didn't want to call for room service as you knew Alastor would most likely be the one answering the phone. You should at least tell someone about the predicament you were in. You were having a hard time trying to figure out what to do or who to tell, but your vibrated on your night stand.

-Hey buttercup! I didn't see you all morning, did you die or something? What happened to you?

-Well, I got hurt yesterday and can't get up from bed.

-What?  Didn't know you had a date yesterday.

-No, it was not a date.

-I need help with cleaning a wound, it's kind of in a place I can't reach if you have a minute.

-I'll be there in 10, pudding.

-Don't move.

You felt a small ripple of relief knowing you had a friend to help you. You crawled to your underwear drawer to get more presentable, you slipped on a pair of cheeky panties and a pyjama t-shirt. Moving your dirty clothes in a corner of the room at the same time.

Angel arrived in your room a couple minutes after and knocked on the door.

"I'ts angie."

"Come in."

He opened the door, entered your room with a bag on his shoulder and quietly closed it behind him.

"Woah! You look like shit toots, have you even slept at all? " He approached you and handed you a water bottle from his bag.

You looked at him with a strained smile while taking the bottle. You knew you probably had dark circles from the restless night you had. You washed up to the most of your ability and then went straight to bed, but tossing and turning all night were not the best ingredients for a relaxing night.

"Look I'm not going to lie to you Angel, I didn't. It was one of the shittiest nights I had since I started living here."

"Ok then, Let's see the ouchie, so you can catch up on your beauty sleep.’’

You removed the cover from your leg, trying not to rub it against the skin.

"Damn!... Who did that to you? Didn’t know you were into pain stuff" He asked surprised, while getting supplies out of his bag.

"I... "

You disregarded the last comment but you didn't know if it was best to tell him or not who it was, I mean yes he knew about all your other dates and the fact that you had a crush on Alastor, but you didn't know if Al would approve of you telling the whole story to someone.

"I don't know if I can tell you that Angie."

"…It’s someone I know isn’t it?" He said while opening a bottle of wound cleaner.

You looked at him and furrowed your brows slightly with a heavy sigh, not answering the question.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Please Angel I don't want to cause trouble."

"Ok ok" he laughed slightly "I won't push, but if you need help, I'm here." He said gesturing locking his mouth with a key and throwing it over his shoulder. He cleaned the front of the wound.

"This side's done, on your belly now."

You rolled the other way, letting him see your back side.

"Shit, he didn't miss you babe" he said while starting to clean it "I hope, at least, that they made you cum."

"Yeah… he did, angel I really wanna tell you everything but, it would give away who it is, so I'd rather keep it to myself, but it was soooo good…until the end"

"What? What happened, he made you cum didn't he?"

"I mean yeah, but he fucking ran away after that.'' You said motioning to your leg. ''It was just starting to get good; I am so pissed."

"Did he talk to you after that or..."

"No.. and I'm too scared to go talk to him"

"Well maybe he’s scared of something." He said while you hissed from pain.

"Sorry, you're really red." He said while whipping a puncture that was almost under your butt.

‘’Him? Scared? No fucking way.’’

"It happens to the best of use once in a while, I mean there’s a lot of things I didn’t want to do when I started doing porn. Heck there is still stuff even I don’t want to do.’’

‘’You sure you don't want to tell me who? I could go give him a pep talk or like advices."

You huffed "…Naah. But I promise, I'll tell you when I'm ready... or when I need some retribution of some kind. Hahhaaha"

You laughed together while he finished cleaning. Then you talked a bit about the new sex toys that came out this week and other things that happened during the week and eating some snacks he brought.

"Knowing how you heal; you should be fine in 2 or 3 days." He said before leaving.

"I'd you need anything else just text me. Ok?"

‘’Ok I’ll be sure to let you know! Thanks again, I’m glad you’re here.’’

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You were tired from hurting and felt like shit. Your leg was healing fine, but still, it was taking a toll on you. You were still plagued from the flashback of that night, thorn between being turned on by what happened or feeling guilty about it.

But the thought of him was still too strong in your mind, he was hugging all of the space in it. His hands clawing at the fabric of reality that was still enveloping your waking state. Whispering in your brain sweet words that would make you so excited, you could still feel his hands on you and hear him moan between your legs leaving you with less willpower that necessary to battle against your guilt. You moved instinctively, fingers finding the unnecessary needy nub placed over your dripping core, your subconscious knew it was this time of the day again, where his sweet voice would echo in your brain. You needed to hear the sweet caress of his voice filling your ears.

You opened the radio on your phone, not even bothering to plug your headphones, only to hear sweet nothing, the gray noise feeling the vast silence in your room, breaking your lusty state and turning it into a feeling of loss and loneliness.

"Why?! Damn it!!" You yelled, feeling a sob crawling up your throat. "No! No fucking way he's ruining my sex life!" You dialed the number of the last guy who gave you an orgasm, excluding Alastor.

"Hey babe! How you doing?"

"No time to talk I need a cock inside me right NOW!"

"Oh shit! I umh...I can't right now, but I can come over tonight!"

"Damn it Felix! I feel like my head is going to burst. Leave it, I'll text someone else."

"Wait! Wait I'll come over just wait, I'll be here in 10."

"See you in 10."

You didn't care much about him, he was as vanilla as one could be, but at least he could help you get some steam off.

He arrived a bit later, asked you what happened to your leg. You answered him truthfully,

" Had some guy bite me, gave me the best orgasm ever, but gotta be honest with you, might be a bit much, I like being able to walk."

" Do you...want me to bite you while we have sex?"

"Hmm...I mean...would be nice! But please do it more softly."

He fucked you while spooning to make sure your leg wouldn't hurt too much. Taking small bites on your neck and shoulder, it felt more like nibbles not enough to pierce your skin, but enough to make marks. You kept telling him to bite harder, but he couldn’t bring himself to hurt you. You still finished, he still finished. Getting some release was alright but still, annoying, and boring.

You said thank you, he left. You felt a slight wave of relief. Finally, you could sleep. You cleaned, popped some pain relief pills and went off to bed.

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