You're going to have to be faster than that

Watching all of Manea's facial expressions and reactions while he told her the story of his life as if she were an eager puppy was just so much fun! To his surprise and delight, the celestial-bodied wolf didn't seem the least bit perturbed by the macabre joy he took in recounting his murder of his father. That was refreshing, a wolf who didn't mind the darker, rougher edges of his personality! At least she knew what sort of wolf she was jumping into bed with then; Alastor was no stranger to pain and death, after all. Her twinge of a violent snarl on her lips didn't escape his attention when he mentioned how his mother had just left him alone and that he hadn't pursued her. He couldn't tell if it was directed at him for letting her live or at her for being a passive participant in the abuse, but either way it was justified. Alastor had often wondered if he'd feel more closure if he had killed her all those years ago... Oh well, it wasn't worth losing sleep over now. What was done was done, the bodies buried and the skeletons hidden. No use dwelling on it when he had so much future to live for!

He smiled back to her when she said she would love to share her life and her culture and family traditions with him. He was genuinely curious about what made up the fae that was currently draped across his body like she owned him, and in a sense, he guessed she did now. Her lick to his chin made him murr happily, deep onyx eyes following her aqua gems of eyes that held an almost erotic look of hungry love and possessive affection. Her gaze alone sent the most amazing shivers throughout his entire body, and her proclamation that he wasn't alone anymore and she would give him a place to belong stretched that small smile on his face into a full, toothy grin. She was getting very good at making him smile, as if she had been practicing for it her entire life. It was an odd sentiment to consider, but Alastor had never felt more free in his entire existence than when Manea claimed him as hers. She was his liberation from everything that had tied him to his past. This was his rebirth, like a phoenix bursting to flame and emerging from its smoldering ashes he would rise to greet the world. And he would do it beside Manea.

"I'll keep you to that..." he quipped back, muzzle reaching forward to give a teasing nip to the end of her nose, then press his lips firmly to hers for a few seconds in a quick, hard kiss. When he pulled away, the questions that had been on his mind before they'd fallen into each other's arms and legs came back to the forefront of his mind. "So what is your full name, Manea? You've mentioned your family a lot, what's your family name? Are any of them around Boreas too? Are they going to approve of your new demon lover...?"


"Alastor"