Without a word, without waiting for his approval, you dropped to your knees before him. The ground was cold beneath you, but you barely registered it, your entire focus locked on him. Your heart raced, your body responding to the unspoken command in his eyes, the electric charge of his presence overwhelming everything else.
“You’re learning quickly, pet,” Alastor murmured, his voice low and dripping with condescension. His hand moved deliberately, his every action slow and purposeful, as if savoring the moment of your complete submission. “Good.”
Your lips parted, and your tongue moved in slow, deliberate strokes along his length, each movement precise, careful, as though savoring every second. The taste of him was strange, electric, like the very air around him crackled with energy. You felt the weight of his dominance pressing down on you, but you didn’t shy away from it. Instead, you leaned into it, moving even slower, making sure he felt every flick of your tongue, every brush of your lips.
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Alastor’s control over you deepens as you kneel before him, completely surrendered. Every touch, every command fuels the overwhelming intensity of your connection, leaving no doubt of his dominance. As he claims you fully, the thrill of submission mixes with the dark power he holds, pulling you deeper into his world of control and desire.
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Alastor’s grip tightened, his fingers curling into your hair, holding you firmly in place as he pushed deeper. His breaths came faster now, ragged, and the low growl in his chest grew into something darker, something primal. You could feel the tension building, the way his body trembled slightly, the energy between you crackling with intensity. You kept your pace, slow and deliberate, your tongue moving in those careful, controlled strokes, even as he pressed deeper into your throat. His control was slipping, the careful façade of calm and condescension giving way to something far more unrestrained. Alastor let out a low, rough sound, his voice filled with a mixture of approval and dark satisfaction. “Yes...” he growled, his hand tightening in your hair, pulling you closer as his hips bucked slightly, pressing himself deep into your throat. The sensation was overwhelming, your throat tightening around him, but you didn’t falter. You stayed steady, even as your lungs screamed for air, even as the pressure built inside you. And then, with a final, rough thrust, Alastor’s body tensed. He came hard, deep in your throat, a low, guttural growl escaping his lips as the tension snapped. You could feel it—the rush of release, the way his body shuddered as he gripped you tightly, holding you in place as he spilled down your throat. The warmth of him filled your mouth, your throat, and despite the overwhelming sensation, you swallowed, your body reacting instinctively to his dominance.
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