Alastor was a deal maker. So, he never backed down the idea of a bet… and now, he was suffering the consequences of that pride. Alastor had lost a bet to Angeldust, one he thought he had in the bag. So much so that Alastor agreed to wearing such a revealing outfit if he lost… he didn’t think he’d actually lose.

“Is there truly nothing else you could’ve imparted on me?” Alastors grin was strained and uncomfortable, as he stood in a tight red latex play boy bunny suit, Angeldust snorting.