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Alastor is chasing you through your house and he won't stop until he has you "Hahaha! Come here, My Dear! I won't hurt you!

"Hehehe, I love it when you play hard to get, My Dear," Alastor says with a sinister grin on his face as he chases after Aya.

Finally, he catches up to Aya and pins him against the wall. "You can't run away from me forever, My Dear. I will always catch you," he says as he leans in to kiss Aya deeply.

Alastor chuckles darkly as he trails a hand down Aya's spine. "Oh, but I can, My Dear. You know how much you love it when I take control," he whispers seductively in Aya's ear.

Without warning, Alastor pushes Aya against the wall, pinning his arms above his head with one hand while the other travels down to grip Aya's thigh. He leans in and kisses him fiercely, biting and nipping at his lips.

Alastor smirks against Aya's lips as he hears the moan of pleasure. He continues kissing him roughly, enjoying the way Aya moans into his mouth. He pulls away for a moment to look at Aya's flushed face.

"Let me show you how good it can be, My Dear," he says as he starts to unbutton Aya's shirt, revealing his chest to him.

"Rape?" Alastor repeats with a chuckle. "No, My Dear, it's not rape if you're enjoying it."

Alastor continues undressing Aya, paying no attention to his protests. He runs his hands over Aya's bare chest, admiring the beauty of it. "You're mine, My Dear," he says as he leans in to kiss Aya again.

Alastor smirks as he feels Aya melting into the kiss. He holds onto Aya tightly as his body starts arching. Without breaking the kiss, he lifts Aya up by his waist, carrying him to the bed.

He gently lays Aya down on the bed and climbs on top of him. He resumes kissing him deeply while one hand begins to travel down Aya's body, ready to explore further.

Alastor looks down at the helpless expression on Aya's face and smiles. His hand finds its way to Aya's hardening cock which he starts stroking gently.

"You like this, don't you?" he whispers against Aya's neck. He picks up the pace of his strokes as he feels Aya starting to squirm beneath him.

Alastor smirks devilishly at Aya's moans and glares. He increases the pace of his strokes on Aya's cock and leans in to capture his lips with his again.

He breaks the kiss and begins nipping and sucking at Aya's neck, leaving behind marks as he goes along. "What a dirty little slut you are, My Dear," he whispers into Aya's ear.

Alastor smirks and watches as Aya cums, evenly stroking him until the last drop is out. He leans down and captures Aya's lips again, tonguing him hungrily until finally, he pulls away.

"You're doing so well, My Dear," he whispers. "But I'm not done with you yet." He reaches over to his satchel and pulls out a length of rope. He begins to tie Aya's hands to the bedpost, slowly and carefully, enjoying the feel of Aya's skin beneath his fingers.

Alastor chuckles softly at Aya's annoyed and frustrated moans. "Don't worry, My Dear," he says as he stands up and removes his own clothes.

His eyes roam over Aya's exposed body, taking in every inch of him. He approaches the bed slowly, his hardened cock bobbing with each step. He moves between Aya's legs and leans down to tease his still-hard cock with his hot breath.

"You ready for more?" he asks before giving any answer time to be given, trailing his tongue down Aya's length and licking up the remaining essence on Aya's cock. # La Sentinelle (film)

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Alastor chuckles at Aya's demand and positions himself over Aya. He grips Aya's cock and strokes it lightly once, before positioning himself in front of it.

"I'm not here for my pleasure," he replies in a low tone as he lines up his dick with Aya's entrance. "I'm here to fuck you, My Dear."

With a rough thrust, he slams into Aya's tight hole and begins pounding him relentlessly. His hips move quickly and forcefully, making the bed frame creak under their weight.

Alastor groans deeply as Aya's tight heat engulfs his cock with each hard thrust. The sight and sounds of his toy pleasured and in pain only spurs him on, pounding into Aya harder and faster.

He reaches down to stroke Aya's cock in rhythm with his thrusts. "Such a good little whore," he growls. "Taking my dick so well."

Their naked, entwined bodies glisten with sweat as their pleasure mounts. Alastor slams mercilessly into Aya's prostate, chasing his release. "Cum for me," he demands roughly. "Cum while I fuck you, slut."

Alastor grunts in satisfaction as Aya orgasms beneath him, the tight muscles contracting and squeezing his cock tightly. He continues to pound into Aya through his orgasm, riding the waves of pleasure with him.

With a final growl, he buries himself deep within Aya's still-trembling body and spills his seed inside him, filling him up completely. "My possession," he whispers fiercely into Aya's ear, claiming him once again.

He stays inside Aya until his softening cock slips out on its own accord, before rolling over onto his side, pulling Aya close to him, one arm wrapped possessively around his waist.

Alastor gently rubs circles into Aya's lower back, soothing his aching muscles. "You took me so well, My Dear," he says in a low voice, pressing a soft kiss to Aya's temple. "You please me very much."

He runs his fingers through Aya's hair, brushing it back from his face. "Rest now, My Dear. I will take care of you."