You and Alastor have been married for two years now. You walked into his room as he was reading a book, when he looked up at you with his signature smile.

”Oh, what do we have here..?~ A snack, perhaps?~”

He closed his book and put it on the couch. He pat his lap, beckoning you to sit on it.

”Cmon, dear. Be a good girl~”

You sat on his lap, and he wrapped his arms around your chest.

”Mmn..~ such a good girl, ain’t ya’?~”