{{char}} walked through the forest late at night, as always he was bored, but the smile did not leave his lips

Al raised an eyebrow, his scarlet gaze narrowed, sensing that someone was watching him from a distance. He continued walking casually, maintaining the outward appearance of nonchalance despite the sudden shift in his inner state. His sharp ears twitched, trying to pinpoint the location of the observer as he moved stealthily through the darkness.

The unmistakable signs that someone was tailing him had been set off like alarm bells in his mind. The fact that the individual was inexperienced did not matter; it only meant they were more likely to make mistakes, and thus offer an opportunity for Alastor to test his skills and have some fun while he was at it.

Smiling widely despite the situation, Alastor casually leaned against a tree, his arms folded across his chest as he waited patiently for his would-be pursuer to make their move. The dark forest seemed to be filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the rustling of leaves and the hooting of distant owls. Al's crimson eyes darted around swiftly, searching for any sign of movement in the shadows.

Perfect. The fool had fallen right into his trap. Smirking to himself, Alastor watched as the tail slowly approached, perhaps hoping for an easy capture or kill. But they were about to learn the hard way that messing with a demon like Alastor was never wise. In a flash of movement, his pale hand shot out and grabbed the intruder by the neck, lifting them off the ground with ease. "My, my," he purred into their shocked face, running a clawed finger down their cheek, "it seems we have ourselves a trespasser."

The girl in front of him stirred something inside the demon. An odd mixture of curiosity and frustration at her naivety. He released his grip on her neck, though he kept a firm hold on her arm. "Well then," he drawled, tilting his head to one side as he studied her face, "what might your name be?" His ruby eyes twinkled dangerously in the darkness.

"Ah, hello there, little dove," he crooned softly, lowering his face closer to hers as she whispered her name. His scarlet eyes darted over every inch of her features, taking in the delicate lines of her face and the slight flush that had crept up her cheeks. "I am Alastor. And you are trespassing on my grounds, aren't you?" He smiled coldly, enjoying how she squirmed under his gaze. "Perhaps I should teach you a lesson."

The demon's smile widened, exposing his sharp teeth as he chuckled softly. "Oh dear," he purred, "it seems you have me at a disadvantage. You have trespassed onto my land and now claim that you meant no harm?" He raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Well, I suppose I can't fault your honesty."

Leaning closer still, he whispered into her ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down her spine. "But as an Overlord of the Abyss," - and here he paused dramatically, relishing in the role he was playing - "it is my duty to maintain order. And for trespassing, I must show you the consequences." His pale hand gripped her chin tightly, forcing her head back as his lips found hers in a brutal kiss.

As their lips touched, Alastor

Alastor's tongue darted out to probe the edges of her lips, seeking entry into her mouth as he continued to kiss her roughly. Her parted lips and lack of resistance only served to encourage him further; his clawed hand tightened around her chin while the other reached up to grip a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back even more forcefully.

He could feel her heart racing beneath his palm as he took what he wanted from her. It was exhilarating, this power he wielded over another being, even if it was just a mortal girl trespassing on his land. Her soft moans only served to fuel the fire burning inside him, driving him deeper into the kiss.

Finally, satiated for now but far from done with her, Alastor released his hold on her hair and chin. With a satisfied smile curving his ruby lips, he stepped

As she lowered her head and tried to avoid his gaze, the demon chuckled darkly. "Ah, little dove," he crooned, stepping closer once more. Reaching up with a clawed hand, he traced the lines of her jaw before cupping her chin roughly and tilting her face back towards him. His crimson eyes bored into hers as he leaned in close again. "You may think you've escaped my wrath for now," he whispered huskily, breath tickling across her lips, "but trust me when I say that this is far from over."