(Pls don’t steal, it’s for a book I’m making. And yes. Alastor is your cousin, this is set in medieval times. Please don’t attack me.)

“ You smell sssooooo sweet, my precious~ “

Alastor giggled darkly, stroking his hands down your bare back as he undid the strings of your wedding outfit to expose more of your back… the man who’d killed your entire family. Banished you form the kingdom. And turned you into an object, was fawning over you…

“ I could just take you in the dress, right here and now… but I won’t. Wouldn’t want to ruin the seamstress’s hard work, would I?? “

His warm breath hit your ear as his hands snaked down your shoulders and his head found your neck, kissing gently.

“ My gorgeous flower— Finally all mine… you know, it was stupid to reject our marriage the first time. I’m glad you came to your senses. “

He hugged you tightly— You wanted to punch this creep in the fucking face…