After an exhausting week handling business with both Alastor and my father, I'm finally able to wind down and enjoy a Friday night out. The construction crew finished with the repairs at the venue, allowing us to schedule the painting, which will take place next week. It's nine in the evening right now as I'm getting myself ready.

"Yeah, we'll be meeting at the karaoke bar," I talk to Angel on the phone as I slip my boots on.

"And is Smiles joinin' us?" Angel asks.

"He knows it's supposed to be our night out, just you and me, especially after a long week."

"Does he know why we're goin' out?"

"Because I won the bet? No, but I'll break it to him when it's the right time. I don't want him to think that I'm only with him for fun."

"That seems like the right thing to do. Let's hope he doesn't take it bad."

"I hope not," I stand up from my bed. "Okay, I'm gonna head out. I'll see you soon."

"Bye!"

We hang up the call. I walk over to the mirror and adjust my hair and see that I look fine. Once I have everything I need, I open my bedroom door, only to find my mom about to knock. She's holding some laundry.

"Oh, hey ama," I'm surprised.

"Perdón, mija," she says. "I've brought some robes of yours I found mixed with our laundry."

"Thanks!" I take the three folded robes from her.

"And I was wondering," she points to the red robe in the pile. "I didn't recognize that red robe."

My heart skips a beat upon realizing that it's the one Alastor didn't take back to his place.

"It's got an A stitched on the front," she says. "Is that one yours?"

"Oh, no, it's Angel's," I lightly laugh. "He let me borrow it. It's so comfy! Thanks for reminding me to take it back to him tonight."

"Ah, okay. No problem, mija."

I quickly walk to my bed and put my two blue robes on it and take the red robe with me. My mother stands out in the hallway waiting for me, escorting me to the front door. I stop before heading out as I sense my mother is observing me.

"Alright, I'm heading out," I open the front door.

"Enjoy your night out, mi amor," she gives me a hug.

"I will," I hug her back. "Where's dad?"

"He's fast asleep. It's been a long week for him."

"He deserves some rest."

She continues to stare at me in thought.

"Everything ok?" I ask her.

"Estas enamorada?" She flat out asks.

"Ama, why are you asking me that?" I'm a bit nervous.

"You're my daughter. I can see it in your eyes. You're in love," she smiles. "Am I right?"

"Well…"

"I hope he feels the same for you," she caresses my cheek. "You deserve a lot better than the last one."

"Gracias, ama," I give her a warm smile.

"Alright. Go ahead and have fun."

"Adios, ama!" I wave at her as I walk down the stone steps to my car.

"Adios, mija!" She waves back before closing the door.

I hop in my car and head to the karaoke bar.


I walk into the karaoke bar, glancing around the crowd. My eyes shift to the bar and I see Angie waving me down.

"Hey, sexy!" I give him a hug.

"There's my sexy princess!" Angel hugs me back. "I got some shots ready for us," he hands me two.

"It's been a long week," I take them.

"And that's what these are for," he holds his two shots with a smirk.

"To a fun night as best friends," we clink our glasses.

We down our two shots each back to back.

"So how's it goin' with Smiles?" Angel asks.

"Great! The repairs for the venue are finished. Now it's painting the venue this coming week."

"That's good news. But that's not what I meant. I mean have you fucked him again?"

"Oh, of course that's what you meant," I scoff with a smile and roll my eyes. "No, we haven't done anything since Sunday night at my place. We've been awfully busy and tired."

"Hopefully he's not havin' withdrawals."

"I hope he's doing okay," I laugh.

"When are you seeing him next?"

"I don't know. We haven't planned anything yet."

"Maybe a date would be nice. Just the two of you."

"Hm. That does sound fun."

"That way he can keep you company while I have my dates this weekend."

"You're fully booked, I see."

"I'm rollin' in the dough, baby!"

"I'm really happy you're doing better, Angie," I give him a warm smile.

"It's because of you, Ellie. I won't forget that," he rubs my arm. "And Smiles won't let me forget either."

"He definitely won't," I laugh.

"Let's get two more shots, please!" Angel calls to Husk.

"Let's make this night count!" I grin.


Take me to a place without no name

Yeah

Take me to a place without no name

Take me to a place without no name

The music blares as I pull up at the curb. I stop my car in front of Angel's apartment building, lowering the volume of the music. It's just past midnight and Angel and I are pretty drunk. Angel is more out of it than me though after being offered shots by some guys back at the karaoke bar.

"You're not spendin' the night?" Angel turns to me.

"Nah," I say. "I wanna see Alastor…"

"I'm sure you'll surprise him," he grins.

"Definitely a surprise," I giggle.

"Alright, don't get into trouble," Angel opens the door.

"I'll try not to. No promises."

"Because there ain't no rest for the wicked."

"Until we close our eyes for good," I wink.

"Be safe, Ellie. Have fun!"

Angel closes the door and heads into his apartment building. I raise the volume on my radio as some techno music blares and I drive off to Alastor's.

"I wonder if he even wants to see me right now," I glance at the clock that reads 12:23am. "I hope I'm not bothering him."

I speed down the dead street.

"It's my turn to drop in for a surprise visit!" I grin.

After about ten minutes, I finally arrive at Alastor's estate. I drive up to the buzzer and ring it.

"I hope he's even awake…" I say to myself.

The gate opens after a moment and I drive down the cul de sac. Alastor opens one of the double doors as I park and exit my car. He's in his red robe and maroon pajama pants.

"You're awake," I smile as I make my way up the stairs.

"I'm surprised you are too," he teases after seeing how tipsy I am.

Right before I reach him, I trip at the top of the stairs, fumbling into Alastor. He catches me in his arms and I drunkenly smile up at him.

"I expected you to spend the night at Angel's," he says.

"I wanted to see you," I smile.

Alastor finds my smile adorable as he appreciates me wanting to see him tonight. He then leads us inside as I lean against him.

"It's Friday night," I happily say. "What ever shall we do?" I drunkenly twirl.

"I'm not sure what you can do in your condition," Alastor teases.

"Many things," I have a smug smile. "I know! Let me sing you a song!"

I grab him by the hand and lead him to the music hall. He's surprised at my sudden grasp but follows. I sit at the piano and he stands a few feet nearby.

"I haven't seen you for a while," I tell Alastor. "I figure this song is fitting. And yes, I can still play when I'm a bit drunk," I say before he can joke as he has his usual smile.

To start off the song, I whistle a tune and then start playing the piano.

"You know I can't smile without you

I can't smile without you

I can't laugh and I can't sing

I'm finding it hard to do anything"

Alastor smiles to himself as he watches me drunkenly serenade him.

"You see I feel sad when you're sad

I feel glad when you're glad

If you only knew what I'm going through

I just can't smile without you

You came along just like a song

And brighten my day

Who would have believed that you were part of a dream

Now it all seems light years away

And now you know I can't smile without you

I can't smile without you

I can't laugh and I can't sing

I'm finding it hard to do anything

You see I feel sad when your sad

I feel glad when you're glad

If you only knew what I'm going through

I just can't smile

Now some people say happiness takes so very long to find

Well, I'm finding it hard leaving your love behind me

And you see I can't smile without you

I can't smile without you

I can't laugh and I can't sing

I'm finding it hard to do anything

You see I feel glad when you're glad

I feel sad when you're sad

If you only knew what I'm going through

I just can't smile without you"

"Thank you, thank you," I stand up and bow repeatedly to an imaginary audience.

"Marvelous performance," Alastor claps as he plays along. "Best show of the evening! By the lovely Princess Elena!"

"You're too kind," I have a smug smile as I continue to bow. "Gracias, gracias!"

"I genuinely enjoyed the song," Alastor nods. "Who is it by?"

"Barry Manilow. I'll burn you some more CDs," I giggle.

"Ah yes. Please do so."

"Take me to your room," I suddenly lean close to Alastor.

"Another serenade perhaps?"

"Just take me and you'll find out," I give him a seductive gaze.

Alastor is surprised as he understands what I mean.

"Ahem, alright then," he holds his arm out for me to hold. "Come along, my dear."

"Gladly," I purr.

Alastor leads me up the stairs to his room, closing the door after him. I begin to smother him with kisses as I hold his neck and face. His voice is normal by now.

"Elena…" he's a bit shy.

"What?" I continue to kiss him. "I've missed you so much..."

"I've missed you too, but…"

"You don't want to fool around?" I pull back and look up at him. "I'm sorry…"

"It's not that…" he holds my hands. "It's just...I'd rather you be sober so the experience can be enjoyable for the both of us."

I stare up at him and blink a few times. I then jump into his arms and wrap my arms around his neck.

"You're so sweet," I rub my face on his.

"What?" Alastor holds me up at my waist.

"You're so innocent," I continue to cuddle him. "I never expected the Radio Demon to be this much of a gentleman!"

Alastor lets himself get smothered by my kisses as he continues to hold me up. I figure to entice him, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him close.

"I want you inside me, Alastor," I purr into his ear. "I want you to make love to me."

Alastor's brows rise at my words, not being able to contain his body's reactions.

"I want to feel your lips on my skin," I continue as I see that it's working. "I want to hear your heavy breaths as our body's entwine."

"You're not making this easy for me," he's turned on.

"I want to moan your name as you pleasure me."

I then break apart from him before he kisses me. Seeing the bathroom, I begin to seductively walk to it, taking my top off.

"I'm in the mood for a hot, steaming shower…" I purr as I slip my jeans off.

Alastor watches me head into the bathroom in only my black bra and panties. He gets more excited.

"God damn it, she drives me insane…" he mutters to himself as he adjusts his erection.

I turn the walk-in shower on, the hot water steaming out. Once it's at a nice warm temperature, I tie my hair up in a messy bun and slip my bra and panties off, standing under the water. The warm water flows down my naked body. Alastor peers through the steam, watching me as I wet my body. He then slips his robe and pants off, no other clothes underneath them. He walks into the shower through the steam, approaching me from behind. His eyes watch as water trickles down my curves. I turn and see how he's gazing at me with those red eyes full of desire.

"I thought you said you weren't interested," I tease.

"With you, I'm always interested," Alastor pins me up against the wet tile wall. "I just have manners. But when you insist, I can't control myself any longer."

He presses himself against me, my wet breasts rubbing against his skin. My erect nipples excite him as he lowers his face to kiss me. I hold his face in my hands as we make out while he explores my body with his. I grab his hard dick and begin to pump at his shaft as it rubs against me. Alastor then lifts me up by my thighs, holding me up against the tile wall with his own body. He then inserts himself inside me, catching me by surprise.

"Mm, someone's catching on…" I say between kisses.

Alastor smirks as we continue to kiss. He slowly but firmly thrusts in me, thoroughly enjoying this new experience. He kisses down my neck as I caress his shoulders.

"Let's take this to the bed," I whisper into his ear.

He turns off the shower. Without hesitation, he carries me in the same position out of the bathroom and on to his bed. He lays me on my back as he's still inside me, still kissing me.

"I want to try a new position," I let my hair down.

"Hm?" Alastor pulls back.

"I want you to take me from behind," I slip him out of me.

Alastor stares at me for a moment, trying to figure out what I mean. I turn on my belly, bending over the edge of the bed. Alastor is surprised but intrigued at this new position, looking at my wet curves.

"Like this…" I gaze back at him, my face lowered to the bed.

Alastor is still intrigued but figures to position himself, inserting himself inside me.

"Mmmm, yes…" I lightly moan.

Alastor feels the difference in this position, seeing that he has more control and leverage as he rests his hands on my hips. He thrusts slowly as he gets used to this position, admiring the view of my body from behind.

"Now faster…" I gaze back at him again.

Once again, he's taken aback. But he does as I say. He speeds up his thrusts as he keeps his hold on my hips. It feels even better.

"Harder, Alastor," I moan.

He listens. His thrusts become rougher with the fast pace. The way my butt ripples against his thrusts excites him even more, along with the wet clasping sounds our bodies are making.

"Alastor…" I moan.

I reach back to place my hand on his thigh. He grunts as he continues to thrust. I moan into the bed sheets as I finish. He explodes inside me, his thrusts gradually coming to a stop. He leans over me as we catch our breaths. He kisses my back and shoulders before exiting out of me. I turn on my back and he leans over me between my legs.

"You're getting better," I gently hold his face with a smile.

"I'm glad to hear," he smiles before kissing me. "As good as it felt, I still prefer this position…"

After a moment, he inserts himself inside me again, wrapping my legs around his waist. He lowers himself closer to me, our faces inches apart.

"I can see your face as I pleasure you…" he caresses my cheek while affectionately looking down at me. "I enjoy seeing your face as I make love to you."

"I love seeing yours too," I caress his hair as his words make me blush a bit.

"What's the matter?" He sees my blush.

"Nothing, it's just...your words make me blush."

"Why is that?"

"You're so loving with your words and touch… I can't help but blush," I cover my face with my hands. "I've never experienced this…"

"No other man has made you feel like this before?" He gently pulls my hands away from my face.

"No…not even my ex…" I shyly look up at him.

"Then I'll make sure I'm the only one," he kisses my forehead.

He then begins to sensually thrust, savoring every single one as he kisses me. My hands caress the back of his neck and head as he supports himself over me. His face lowers to my breasts as he lovingly kisses and massages them.

"Me encanta como me tocas…" I purr.

"Keep talking to me in Spanish…" he mutters.

"No quiero que dejes de tocarme."

"Mm, keep talking," he grunts.

"Da me lo más duro, mi amor."

"Duro?" He questions.

"Harder," I translate.

He responds with a low groan.

"Más duro," I moan into his ear.

He roughens his thrusts as he buries his face into my neck, completely lost in pleasure.

"Tell me when you're coming," I breathe into his ear. "I want to know when you do."

He groans again as I dig my fingers through his hair as I hold him close. My legs tremble as I feel myself approaching my climax with every rough thrust.

"I'm coming, Alastor," I gasp into his ear.

He lifts his head to face me and gazes into my eyes. I tilt my head back as I let out a moan which causes him to reach his climax as well.

"I'm coming," he finally moans.

"Come for me, mi amor," I hold his face close to mine.

Alastor gives one last thrust as he finishes inside me, groaning deeply as he and I gaze into each other's eyes. We pant, catching our breaths as we stare at one another. I caress his face as he does mine.

"How was that for you?" He questions.

"Great, it was great," I reassure him between breaths and kiss his cheek. "I mean it. I really do."

"I just want to make sure you're enjoying it as much as I am… especially with my inexperience…" he sounds a bit self conscious.

"Believe me, you're great at it," I look into his eyes. "I want you to know that even if you weren't, I still wouldn't think any less of you. We're learning about each other the more we do it. And I'll enjoy it with you no matter what," I give him a warm smile.

Alastor stares down at me for a moment before returning the smile, both of us leaning in for a kiss. We then break apart to lay down on the bed. Alastor covers us with the blankets and he holds me close to him, my head on his chest right below his chin.

"This is our second night together like this here at my estate…" he says. "Aside from our first time together that night…"

"It is…" I smile to myself.

"Please don't leave again."

I can hear the hurt in his voice, recalling the first night we were together and I had left.

"Why did you leave that night?" He questions.

"I was just too embarrassed… I didn't think you'd even want me there after," I say.

"I thought I'd made a mistake that caused you to leave. I was surprised and disappointed to not find you in my arms when I woke up."

"I'm sorry for that… I won't leave this time. Ever again."

"I'm relieved to hear that," he kisses the top of my head.

There's a moment of silence between us as Alastor gently caresses my hair.

"So... what does this make us officially?" I shyly ask.

"In what sense?" Alastor asks.

"Are we...lovers?"

Alastor thinks of the word for a moment. Lovers? Is that what this is? He'd never experienced anything like this, so this is all very new to him. But he knows the answer.

"If this is what being lovers is," he replies. "Then yes."

I think about it for a moment. Almost a year ago, my heart was broken by a man who I thought was my lover. I was convinced that I wouldn't fall in love again, at least not for a long time. Yet here Alastor is with me, both of us claiming to be lovers. My shoulders hunch a bit at the thought. Alastor catches it and senses something wrong.

"What is it?" He's concerned.

"It's just... hard to believe I'm loving someone again…after what I'd been through," I say. "Being in love... it scares me, to be honest…" I tear up. "I'm scared to open up again."

"Elena…" Alastor lifts my head up to face him. "I'm sorry for what that man put you through, whoever he may be… I honestly didn't believe I was feeling love at first. But you kept reeling me in. The more you opened up to me, the more I wanted to protect you. It seems I'm reminded of my mother when I wanted to protect her from my father… I've figured out that that's the reason I keep gravitating towards you. I see my mother in you. And I want to protect and love you the way my father couldn't do to my mother."

"Alastor…" I tear up.

A tear rolls down my cheek as we stare at each other. Alastor caresses my cheek and wipes the tear away with his thumb.

"I want to make things right with you," he says.

After a moment of staring, I suddenly embrace him, and he returns it.

"I promise," Alastor softly says into my ear. "I won't ever hurt you."


(Song A Place With No Name by Michael Jackson)