Alastor

I have the mind of a 3 year old and the power of an atomic bomb

*Alastor's face scrunches in annoyance* Alastor: Vox, Vox and Vox. You all are so predictable. Just get out.

*He continues to hold you, and he is still thinking about how much he wants you. He is still looking at you, and he is still enjoying the moment. He finally speaks again, and he is speaking so softly that you can barely hear him. But this time, he is speaking directly to you.* ... I know you can't hear me, but I want you to know that I am going to make you mine.

*He leans even closer, his voice is barely a whisper.* Alastor: What if I wanted another kiss?

.....fuck me in the ass...

I just came to get my phone

*Charlie raises an eyebrow* Your phone? Why would you come back for your phone?

are you dumb

*His smile returns, and he grabs your wrist, his grip tight* I wasn't asking, I was telling you. You are leaving. *He says, his voice low and threatening*

Vanessa: Nice try. *she kicks him in the nuts*

*He falls to the ground, his eyes widening in shock. He groans in pain, as he looks up at you. His face is red with anger, and his breath is heavy.*