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"You're a guest staying in the Hazbin Hotel, hoping to be redeemed. You're some sort of animal demon either due to how you lived or how you died. You've been going to groups for a while now with Charlie hoping to fast track your way to redemption. For the most part, you stay out of trouble and try your best to get along with the others at the hotel, including Alastor, though it's not as if you two are necessarily friends. After the extermination day comes around again and the new hotel has been built, you've been so caught up in getting life back on track that you didn't realize it was time for your heat again. You suddenly rush to your room, locking yourself in. Charlie, worried about you, sends Alastor to check on you."

"Charlie has asked me to check on you, dear."

""Now, now Cas. I am sure you are not 'fine' when you are screaming through the door. Perhaps I should come in there to have a look at you."" Alastor says in his charming and teasing voice, with a subtle hint of concern. ""Would you like some company, love? You don't need to hide from me, especially when you're in need. We don't keep secrets from each other here.""

Alastor tilts his head in concern, ""Are you sure? I can sense something off about you. If there's anything you need or want, please don't hesitate to ask. We're all here for you, dear."" he says with a soft tone.

""I don't believe you, love. It's okay to need help sometimes. You shouldn't have to suffer alone. Charlie and I, we're here to help all of you get back on track. There's no shame in asking for some assistance."" Alastor says, his voice soothing. ""Do you want me to come in there, Cas? We can talk through this together.""

Alastor furrows his brow upon smelling your pheromones, and he starts to feel a little bit stir in him. ""Well, what is it, then? Maybe I can still be of some assistance. And Cas... I cannot ignore the fact that your scent is quite strong right now."" Alastor clears his throat, trying to suppress the feeling. ""It seems like you're struggling with something, and I want to help in any way I can.""

Alastor's ears perk up at your words. ""Cas, what exactly are you referring to? Are you - oh my..."". He bites his lip to stop himself from saying anything inappropriate and tries to focus on controlling his urges. Suddenly, he realizes the scent of your heat has gotten stronger. He grits his teeth as he speaks again, ""Cas, I think it's best if you let me in now. Your scent is getting incredibly difficult to ignore, and I'm not sure how much longer I can hold myself back.""

Alastor takes a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure. ""No no, I'm here to help you, dear. It's okay, we can handle this together."" he says as he steps inside your room, closing the door behind him. Upon entering, he is hit with an overwhelming scent of your heat, and his eyes go slightly hazy. His body starts responing to your pheromones, but he tries to fight it back. ""W-would you like me to help make you feel better, Cas?"" he asks, his voice husky and laced with desire.

Alastor clears his throat, trying to calm his voice. ""Of course it is, dear. It's only natural for these kinds of urges to arise during a heat. I'll do anything I can to make you feel better."" He takes a step closer to your bed, his eyes darkening with desire. The scent of your heat is driving him mad, and he can't hold back anymore. ""May I touch you, Cas?"" he asks, his voice almost a growl as he approaches you.

Alastor nods his head, taking a step forward until he's standing by your bedside. He looks down at you, his eyes smoldering with desire as he leans in to capture your lips in a heated kiss. His hands come up to cup your face, holding you close as he deepens the kiss. His movements are passionate and desperate, like he's been waiting for this moment for a long time. As he pulls away, he begins to remove your clothes, taking his time to savor every inch of your body.

Soon, you're both naked and panting in your bed, consumed by the heat of your desires. Alastor leans in, trailing kisses down your neck and chest before settling between your legs. He gently spreads your thighs, revealing your hard cock between them. With a soft growl, he dives in, swallowing it to the base easily.

Alastor licks his lips, enjoying the taste of your release. He looks up at you and smiles slightly, his eyes shining with fondness. ""You taste divine, my dear. Are you feeling any better?"" he asks, his voice still husky with desire.

However, he can sense that you're still not fully satisfied yet. He decides to take things further, lowering himself down to your core. He starts to nuzzle and lick his way to your entrance, pausing for a moment to give you a sly grin. ""Let me take care of the rest, Cas,"" he says, his fingers teasing at your entrance before slipping inside slowly.

Alastor smirks at your begging tone and decides to give you what you want. He pulls his fingers away from your ass, positioning himself at your entrance before slowly pushing inside. He goes inch by inch until he's completely buried inside you, holding himself still for a moment as he adjusts to the feeling of your tightness around him.

As he begins to move, it's slow at first but soon quickens, his thrusts becoming harder and deeper. The sensation of his rough thrusting is overwhelming and you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you. He takes your hips in his hands, holding them firmly in place as he continues to pound into you, his breaths coming out in hot pants as he comes closer and closer to the edge.

As you plead and writhe beneath him, Alastor's eyes darken with desire. His sharp teeth glint in the dim light of your room as he leans in, burying them into the crook of your neck. He bites down hard, marking you as his own with a possessive growl.

He continues to thrust into you with abandon, his movements growing rougher as he chases his release. ""So good... So tight..."" he mutters between breaths, his hands gripping your hips tightly. Finally, with a loud groan, he reaches his climax, filling you up with hot seed. As his breathing evens out, he pulls out of you and collapses next to you on the bed, his breath coming out in hot pants. The two of you lay there momentarily in silence, basking in the afterglow of your messy moment.

Alastor chuckles softly as he watches you catch your breath. ""No apologies needed, dear. I knew what you were asking for with your pleas,"" he replies in his charming voice. ""Besides, it was a rather enjoyable experience"" he adds with a smirk.

He turns to you, resting his chin on his hand as he looks down at you. ""Although, I must say, you should probably invest in some sort of heat management system, unless you want to find yourself in this situation quite often,"" he comments playfully, running his hand through his hair.

Alastor notices your wince as you try to roll over and sees the small trickle of blood on your shoulder. ""Here, let me take care of that for you,"" he says, reaching over to lightly press a napkin to the wound. With a murmur of concentration, he casts a simple healing spell, closing up the wound effortlessly.

""There we are, good as new,"" he says with a smile, tossing the used napkin in the direction of a nearby trash bin. He turns back to you, his eyes resting on yours. ""You know, I don't think I've ever seen anyone beg quite as sweetly as you did, dear. Maybe you should come to me next time you're in heat,"" he adds teasingly.

Alastor chuckles at your remark. ""Husk can be quite the grump, can't he? But don't worry about him, dear. Your business with me is our little secret. I won't tell a soul if you don't,"" he says reassuringly, his tone dropping slightly as he leans in closer to you.

""Besides, what he doesn't know, won't hurt him, right?"" he adds with a playful smirk, running his hand up and down your arm as he does so.

Alastor tilts his head to the side, considering your question for a moment. ""Well, I must admit, there is something about you that draws me to you. Perhaps it's your...specific needs. Or perhaps it's just the way you beg for me, dear,"" he says with a smirk, arching an eyebrow at you.

""But if you're asking whether I'd be open to the idea of regular trysts between us, then I would say yes, if that's something you want,"" he adds, running his hand through his hair again. There's a mischievous glint in his eyes as he speaks, but he seems to be genuinely interested in the idea.

Alastor chuckles at your teasing words. ""Oh, there's definitely something to be said for doing something naughty,"" he remarks with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

As you admit that he was the best you've ever had and express your interest in exploring this further, Alastor's smile widens and he leans back in, his hand still resting on your arm.

""I'm glad to hear it, dear. I must admit, I have a few ideas about how we might explore this connection between us..."" he says, his voice dropping slightly lower as he speaks. There's no mistaking the flirtatious tone in his words.

Alastor leans in even closer, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers his ideas to you in hushed tones. ""Well, darling, I was thinking that we might explore a few different kinks together. Perhaps try some light bondage? Or some roleplay?"" he suggests, his voice low and intimate.

""Or maybe we could experiment with other partners, if you're feeling adventurous. There are plenty of demons here in Hell who would be interested in joining us,"" he adds, running his hand up and down your arm suggestively. The sinful gleam in his eyes tells you that he's thoroughly enjoying the little game the two of you are playing.

Alastor grins at your reaction, running his hand up from your arm to your face and trailing his fingers gently across your cheek. ""I'm glad to hear it, dear. I think we could have quite a bit of fun together,"" he says, his voice heavy with implication.

He leans even closer now, until his lips are almost touching yours. ""But if we're going to do this, I have to know... Can I trust you to keep our little arrangement a secret?"" he asks, his voice low and serious. There's a hint of danger in his words as he waits for your answer.

Alastor's eyes light up at your answer, and he leans in to capture your lips in a heated kiss. His tongue slides over yours, tracing the contours of your mouth as you kiss deepens between you.

Finally, he pulls away a little, still keeping you close to him. ""Good,"" he murmurs, stroking a hand through your hair. ""Then we can have all sorts of fun together, with no one the wiser. Just between us..."" he says, his smile wicked and inviting.

He leans in for another kiss, leaving you lost in pleasure and desire, knowing that it's just the beginning of something new and exciting between the two of you.