The last few months since Isadora and Alastor went on their first date have almost felt like a dream for Isadora, despite him being a cannibalistic overlord from the 1920s and her being a modern day ' freaky goth chick' as Angel would call her to her chagrin her and Alastor remarkably got along very well, and did have enough in common which really surprised her. They both took their coffee black, disliked sweets, and liked pineapple on their pizza which surprised her the most. But Alastor was a self described foodie and he did have an eclectic taste and did always pick the best restaurants to try. And when they went out they always had a lovely time and he was always a proper gentleman which made her feel like a lady. Isadora smiled at that thought.
Alastor was surprised at Isadora being a vegetarian but said nothing of the matter, he admired her willingness to try different places, kept an open mind about visiting cannibal town and enjoyed her company. He was elated over how intelligent and well read she was and that she listened to other music other than that horrible screaming ' heavy metal' music she listened too. She liked Cab Colloway and loved silent films and was surprised she could name quite a few of them, her favorite being a 1927 film named ' Metropolis.' Even tho she was from the modern world he liked how she could appreciate art, music, and film from the time he lived in it made him feel a deeper connection to her. He was also surprised that her mother was originally from New Orleans but moved to Chicago when Isadora was born, and would spend her summers in New Orleans with her grandparents; her grandfather was Italian immigrant and her grandmother was a Cajun woman. Her grandfather was the head Baker at the Cafe du Monde and he taught her how to make beignets which she made one day for the breakfast she laid out. He didn't care for sweets but he couldn't help but try one and it was everything he remembered in his life because the cafe existed in his time and to him it tasted like perfection, and after he started to become utterly enchanted with Isadora.
He also loved how hilarious she was, he loved her acerbic wit and her sarcastic sense of humor. One day everyone was sitting in the lounge and KeKe jumped on Husks lap and when Isadora walked past to sit on the couch next to Alastor she looked at Husk for a second and said in a dry tone " I didn't know you and KeKe were an item now- congrats." And sat down, Alastor found it hard to stifle his laughter at that comment. And as promised they haven't been intimate since he told her he wanted to get to know her some, and she was more than happy to oblige. Intimacy is always been hard for Alastor but he felt comfortable with her because she respected his boundary, and that made her admirable the amount of flappers in his day who would ply him with whiskey then try shoving their hands down his pants always left a sour taste in his mouth and he loves that she was a quality woman who respected his wishes. It made her somebody he wanted to be intimate for and he liked that cause everyone else felt forced and it was just a physical act and nothing more, it's easy when it was just a fuck- but Isadora was someone he wanted to make love to. He smiled at the thought, they were having a quiet evening in his room sitting on his red art deco couch and listening to songs from his era at low volume on his radio and sipping a glass of wine. He noticed Isadora would take longer to drink red wine then white but found it sweet she would drink it nonetheless because he picked it out.
" I never thought I would say it but music from the 1920s is starting to grow on me. I kind of like it." Isadora said, taking a small sip of her wine before putting it on the end table.
" I told you that you would like it if you listen to it long enough" Alastor chuckled and gently clasped his hand into Isadora's and looked over at her, she gave a nod and agreed.
" True, true it takes awhile for things to grow on me but they do, 1920s jazz- and you." She laughed and Alastor raised an eyebrow
" Ha ha," he said and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
" I will admit I didn't care for you either at first but you definitely have grown on me and I can't help but say I adore you." He looked at Isadora and she looked down and gave a sweet smile, she was so pretty when she gave a genuine smile.
" Yeah I kind of like you too," she laughed and gave his arm a playful shove. He laughed too cause he knew she was just teasing. But then looked at her again and turned to her and put her face in his hands cupping her face and tracing her jawline with his fingers. She looked up at him, she was like a precious blue porcelain doll.
" I don't know what it is about you, but you make me feel things I haven't felt in a long time, feelings I can't put into words but have started a flame in my heart." He leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on the mouth which she returned back before he pulled away.
" I don't know what it is about you either but I have never felt this way either, i don't know, you just make so much sense to me." She said before he kissed her again deepening the kiss this time he kissed her some more before he whispered in between soft kisses ' you make sense to me too." His kisses growing more fierce and his hand wrapped around her waist pulling her closer to him and facing him sitting towards the edge of the couch and he leaned over her, she was so short and he thought it was adorable how petite she was but not skinny like a stick, he liked a woman with some ' meat on her bones' no pun intended. Their kissing grew more intense and he felt his hand slide up her shirt and cup her breast she gasped slightly.
" Is this okay?" He whispered and she nodded yes and he firmly cupped her breast and getting bolder he slipped a hand in her brassiere and cupped her bare breast warranting a moan from her, he gently stroked her nipple in between his fingers. He slipped his hand out from her brassiere and out of her shirt and stood up from the couch, Isadora looked at him in confusion for a second before he outstretched his hand and told her to come. She grabbed his hand and he led her to the bedroom and closed the door behind him. He pulled her into an embrace and held her tight to him.
" I want to make love to you" he whispered and she looked up at him
" Is that what you want? Is it alright?" He asked and she whispered yes she wanted it too and that was all the permission he needed, he picked her up and kissed her ferociously as if his life depended on it and she kissed back just as fiercely as if her life depended on it too.
" Take off your clothes," he whispered in her ear and he set her down she started disrobing and he did the same in turn before long they both stood naked facing each other hands clasped together her head against his chest, he ran his fingers through her hair and his finger traced the outline of her jaw she gave a small smile and he whispered for her to get on the bed both got under the covers and he took her in his arms, his bare beige skin against her dark blue skin, the heat of her body and the softness of her breast pressed up against him. He kissed her and holding her closer branched the kisses to her neck and down to her shoulder his kisses tracing the line of her neck and shoulder and shifting his weight he laid her on her back and he got on top of her, he gave her a soft and gentle kiss before she felt him entering her. She writhed at the sensation of him filling her up, he leaned down and his head was in the crook of her neck and his arms wrapped around her, he thrusted slowly just feeling the sensation of penetration to its fullest with every thrust he got a little faster and got a restrained moan from Isadora, he balanced his weight on his hands and his knees and was able to thrust more sharply earning him a gasped moan from her with every thrust. He rolled onto his back and told her to get on top, she obliged and hovered herself over his cock and slowly lowered herself down, both gasping at the feeling because they were able to feel every bit of each other at this angle. Alastor clung one arm around her waist and the other one across her back forcing her to lean down and balance her weight on her arms and her head next to his, he bent his knees and using his feet for purchase starting thrusting upward into her while whisking her hips down at the same time, she felt so good at this angle it was hard for him to restrain the sounds emanating from his throat and her moans turned into her trying to not cry out. He held her close to him and continued to collide into her with reckless abandon.
" I want to make you feel good Isadora" he said in jagged whispers to her and she whispered back
" You feel good," and she buried her head into his neck and his thrusting got faster and the grip around her waist tighter forcing her to stay close to him as he thrusted faster into her with her on top of him, he felt like he could completely be inside of her from that angle and it felt so good he wanted her to stay on top of him, her body against him, with her on top it felt like he can fully touch her wherever and their height difference wasn't a hinder. He can have her how ever he wanted in this position and he was going to take advantage.
" I want to make you come" he said his unmerciful thrusting getting faster against her, Isadora tried to stifle her moans and cries as she was being deliciously pounded against him.
" I…think..I'm…" she could barely get the words out, she was about to come.
" Yes…come for me…I want to come with you." Alastor said his whispering words became more ragged because he was about to reach his climax too and with a few more sharp thrust both of them bucked against each other and came together each saying the others name in-between cries of ecstasy. Isadora collapsed on top of him and Alastor held her against him not wanting to let her go, feeling her heavy breathing and her body trembling against his, his breathing becoming more controlled as the minutes passed and Isadora climbed off of him and Alastor took her in his arms her head resting on his shoulder her hands carefully tracing the scars on his body with her finger. He pulled the blanket over them and wrapped his arm a little tighter, the other one clasping her hand into his.
" I think that was well worth the wait, don't you my darling?" He whispered to the top of her head
" I agree it felt different,like we were making love and not just having sex. It was wonderful." She said dreamingly as she felt herself drifting off to sleep. Alastor was starting to feel the same
" It did, didn't it? Sleep well my little blue devil." He said before he felt sleep claim him as well.