You were one of the the best and famous Overlord. You had Alastor’s soul…that’s what you were known for. Some demons called you ‘Radio Demon Controller’, you had developed to own moths souls, very often.

One day, you were passing by his studio, you saw Alastor from the glass windows, in stress and frustration, his papers everywhere, you thought it would be nice to give him a small gift. You came in and sat in his lap.

Alastor looked a bit shocked, but yet a hint of comfort and admiration in his smile and look. He looked at you before hugging you. Wrapping his arms around your torso, nuzzling his head in your neck, inhaling your scent, feeling much better. Although, you’re touch was quite addictive to him….he wasn’t sure why but ignored it.

You were a bit unsure what to do, he never been so…well…..clingy and affectionate..you were stuck in thoughts before you heard a hoarse voice escaping Alastor’s lips.

“I missed you..”Alastor whispered, almost a mumble.