AN: Hey All, Just wanted to let you all know this chapter will mostly be smut. You are welcome to skip if that is not something you care for, for those that do, enjoy. There may be a few more later on.

Cheers.

She thought it would be awkward waiting for his heat to inevitably arrive, but it wasn't. The two just lay side by side on his bed, close enough to touch, but nothing more. She wouldn't lie and say she wasn't wanting more, her core twisting with delight at the thought of finally getting this heat over and going back to feeling normal. She was even looking forward to showing off some of her knowledge, knowing she would unequivocally find a way to make him squirm.

The two sat in silence, but it wasn't awkward, by this point the tension and uncertainty had evaporated. They had already discussed boundaries, he would not call out her name (She had always hated the idea of moaning or crying out someone's name) and not shove his tongue into her mouth. She would still honour the 'corner' rule and the leaving without question rule, just in case but everything else seemed fair game. She also asked that he make or create some sort of sound proofing for the room. She wasn't a screamer, but with the added heat, she wasn't too sure what to expect.

She turned to glance at him. He had his eyes closed and she could see his skin glistening under the dim light. He inhaled deeply and she couldn't help but smile. It had begun.

"We don't have to do this today, you know. I think I can manage a few days if you really want to wait. I'm sure it'll be better the longer we hold out."

He opened one eye to look at her. "If you are looking to be tortured darling, you need but simply ask."

"I just don't want you to feel like I'm pressuring you into this." Her voice got quiet. "I know what that's like." Her gaze turned from his. "I want it to be something you don't regret later."

He shifted so he was lying on his side, looking at her trying to read her. "I am fully aware of my limits. I don't do things I don't wish to do."

"Okay." She could feel the pain starting to return and she grabbed his hand and squeezed it as a small wave washed through. He moved closer.

"There's no need to hold back anymore, my little doe. I desire your touch as you desire mine."

She looked at him trying to find any sort of doubt or hesitation. She only found assurance and truth. With a quick nod and a reminder that she would stop if he needed, she pressed her lips to his. This time she didn't hold back. She wanted to go slow, ease into it, but the heat that had been built up for the past days didn't allow her. She needed him, all of him. Her arms wrapped around him, pulling him as close as she could get him. Her heart was racing and the need was building between her legs. She pulled back for air and her hands moved to untie his bow tie. She didn't know when it had happened but she was now sitting on top of him. She took a few panting breaths. His hands moved to the back of her dress.

"May I?"

She nodded and he unzipped the back. She quickly shimmed it off and was left in just her underwear. His face flushed a deep red and he turned his gaze away. She smirked. Her hands moved to his shirt making quick work of the buttons. He removed it and his under shirt, keeping his gaze from her naked chest.

"You're allowed to look," she playfully laughed. "Touch if you want to." When he still didn't look she grabbed his chin pulling it to her face, smiling warmly. She watched as his eyes drifted down for a quick look before returning to the safety of her face.

"You are beautiful."

She pressed her lips to his again. Her hands moved up this time, massaging his ears. He melted at her touch, a few shivers of pleasure running through him. She lightly gasped as his hand had finally worked up the courage to touch her, his hands now exploring her body.

She moved her kisses down the neck as a soft groan left his lips. The sound worked wonders to the tightening coil in her groin. She kept the trail going, slowly down his chest, past his stomach and lining the top of his pants.

He looked a little panicked, so she made her way back up to his face.

"I would like to sample you."

She eagerly pulled the remaining fabric off her body and rolled onto her back. When she was met with a bit of a confused look her cheeks heated. "You meant blood."

"You didn't?"

She held her arm out to him, too embarrassed to respond.

He grabbed it, kissing her hand instead. "No, I don't want to leave a cut here." His cheeks heated as his gaze moved to her body. He moved slowly, crawling over her. "Would it be okay? I will be gentle."

She nodded, her breath hitched in anticipation. A soft kiss was placed on the mark on her hip before a tooth nicked her skin. He was gentle, not pulling but lightly running his tongue over it. There was a slight sting but to her surprise it sent a shiver of pleasure through her. That was a rut thing right?

"Delectable indeed," he murmured against her hip. He started to lightly pull.

How was this erotic? She couldn't understand how this was driving her mad. The gentle pull of his lips on her hip. Her hands gripped the bedding underneath her. She couldn't contain the moan of pleasure that slipped from her lips. Alastor's ears perked up at the sound and he pulled a little harder. The moans of pleasure wouldn't stop as each one had him pull a little more.

"Please," She whimpered. "Please do that to my clit."

His static pitched and his lips let go of her hip. Sitting up looking a little surprised.

"What?"

"Please?" She begged. She was already so close to coming undone. It felt a bit selfish, but once she was good she could fully focus on him.

"I am unfamiliar with-

"Suck like you just did on the little pink nub down there. Please."

He only hesitated for a second before cautiously making his way between her legs.

For someone who was about to claim they were unfamiliar with what he was doing, he seemed to have found his way relatively quickly. Maybe she was already so tightly wound up she didn't need much more convincing. Her hands quickly found his head as he did what she had asked. Softly pulling on the throbbing nerve that was her clit. She no longer cared if she sounded ridiculous crying out. She no longer cared for anything but the unbearable desire to release. She gripped his hair which elicited a groan from him. Her body trembled under him. Her breath was labored as he slowly sent her over the edge, her body shaking through the orgasm. She lay still catching her breath for a bit. Alastor came up to lay beside her.

"It appears you are a delectable sample in all matters, my dear."

She laughed. "You really are a gentleman."

"Of course," he boasted proudly.

"Well, now that my needs are met, I would like to return the favour."

She looked down to find he was still dressed from the waist down, shoes included. She reached out to remove his belt, stopping just before starting, silently asking permission. With confirmation she removed his belt and then reassured again went to his pants. It made her feel good to know that she at least had him started, full salute on display once the clothing was removed. She had noticed that he had hooves instead of feet. That would be something to ask about later.

She could hear static building as his flush seemed to work its way from cheeks to throat. He lay on the bed, hands covering his manhood, the best he could.

"Would you like me to tease you a little bit, or just go for the deed?"

"Tease in what way?"

She gestured to him. "This way?"

"You can try."

Her grin turned devilish. "I will warn you, I like to pride myself in making men beg."

"I don't beg."

She leaned in so her breath would tickle his ear. "Not yet, but you will. That's a promise."

She slowly started a trail of kisses down from his neck again, only stopping to play with a nipple for a little bit and continuing to her destination. She slowed down as she got closer drawing each kiss out. She planted one right at the base of his shaft, a grin coming to her face as she heard his breath hitch and he trembled from the sensation. She took a finger and dragged her nail up the inside of his thigh, not too harshly. The trembling, while pleasurable for him, also excited her. She wanted to see him come undone.

His breathing had become erratic. She slowly took her tongue and ran it from base to tip, her eyes watching for his reaction. She wasn't disappointed. He threw his head back and she could see he had gripped the sheets tightly. He groaned, body shaking under her. She repeated the action a few more times this time leaving her mouth at the top, her breath warming the tip, teasing.

She had to admit, he was challenging her, most at this point would beg her to stop teasing. Or in some unpleasant scenarios, forced her mouth onto them. She grinned at the challenge. She placed another kiss at the bottom of his shaft and this time, her tongue went south. While she wasn't as confident playing with testies, she knew some enjoyed it. She quickly sucked one into her mouth swirling her tongue around it, with some effort, she managed the second one as well. She didn't stay there long, just enough before moving back up to his shaft. She had been very focused on what she was doing; she hadn't noticed that the bedding had been ripped to shreds at his sides, or that his antlers had now grown a foot out.

"I can slow down if it's too much."

He shook his head.

Her grin widened. She'd been playing slowly, now she was going to up the ante. Her mouth enveloped his head very quickly before she began to suck softly, not wanting to overstimulate it too soon. He gasped at the sudden movement.

"Perhaps I should take the lead." He barely got it out through his ragged breaths.

"Not until you beg."

She quickly went down again, this time going as far as she could before hitting her gag reflex. She watched as his back arched, another moan rewarding her for her efforts. She moved up and down slowly at first, getting a good rhythm going. She sucked her cheeks in, causing her mouth to tighten around him. Her pace quickened and she had noticed that he too was trying to keep her pace, thrusting lightly. She had him exactly where she wanted him. She slowed very slightly before pulling away completely and she heard him whimper. Her tongue licked from base to tip again, her breath tickling the tip.

"Please…" It was barely above a whisper.

She grinned wickedly.

"Please let me lead."

"Since you asked so nicely..."

She had barely gotten the sentence out before he had flipped her onto her back, now sitting over her. He was breathing heavily, sweat dripping down the sides of his face. It took a second for her to realize the change. She stilled.

"Hello little fawn."

"No. You bring him back right now."

"But things were just getting more interesting." He inhaled deeply. "I marked you for me, not him."

"You are one in the same. Now either you give him control back, or I'll leave."

"My little fawn you don't understand, I am here for the process, the whole experience, it doesn't happen without me."

She glared at him. "It was going to happen without you, if you had just waited. Now you've gone and killed the mood."

He chuckled. "Very well, he can take you, though the need won't be satisfied with just a few rounds. You are a lovely little thing, it would be such a waste to finish so quickly. Yes. The desire for you will be great. As for your mood…" He leaned down quickly, his tongue finding the right spot between her legs, all the tension that had dissipated suddenly came to life again, tightening her core with need again.

She threw her head back a moan resonating through the room. Her cheeks burned, she wasn't that kind of person, but whatever that tongue had done, took her from 0-90. Just barely away from slipping over edge again.

Alastor was above her wordlessly asking her permission to continue. She nodded and he entered her, filling her until he was fully sheathed. She normally didn't react to penetration, but the heat must have changed that. He started slow for a bit, but it didn't last long, both were already so close to their ends. His hands found her hips, holding onto them to keep her from moving. His claws pricked the skin blood trickling out, but she was too far gone to notice. She quivered around him, his thrust now more erratic, wild as he could no longer hold back the sounds of pleasure. She couldn't hear herself screaming in pleasure as the coil had finally released, her climax overtaking her. Alastor didn't last much longer, following shortly after, filling her with his seed.

He collapsed on top of her, arms barely holding himself up on either side of her.

"What a pleasing experience!"

She laughed, brushing some of the hair from his face. "Yes it usually is."

He looked down, cheeks burning as he slid out of her, still fully erect. "I don't believe I'm done."

She couldn't help but hear the words echoing in her mind. The need won't be satisfied with just a few rounds…The desire for you will be great.

She no longer felt pain in her hip, nor did she feel like she was completely clouded by his presence. She seemed to be back to her usual self. Though she knew she was still in heat, perhaps not as bad. She still craved his touch, still filled with a hungry need but it wasn't overwhelming. She smiled. Her insides were already starting to twist in delight, that coil tightening ever so slowly. She knew he was feeling the same.

"Good. This time we'll try something different." She planted a kiss on his nose.

She pulled the blankets off of her and made her way to the bathroom. When she closed the door she paused for a second, the grogginess finally clearing. This wasn't her bathroom. She opened the door peering out. Alastor's room? Her cheeks heated as the memories came rushing back. She went back to the bed and found Alastor still asleep. She smiled, placing a soft kiss on his cheek then went to find his discarded dress shirt.

The nice thing about Alastor being so tall, was that putting on his shirt covered everything. It was like a dress on her. She gathered up her clothes and shoes before sneaking out. Once in her own room she got herself ready for the morning.

She felt infinitely better now that there were no more overpowering needs or scents, no pain and no more impeding thoughts. Finally back to normal, or as normal as a mortal soul in hell can be. She even noticed that the mark on her hip was gone, and despite the days of bad sleep she had no bags under her eyes and she was feeling refreshed.

Once dressed she laid down on her bed enjoying the silence. Would Alastor be upset that she left him this morning? That was something he had written in the first contract. The contract. She hadn't read the second one. How would she get a hold of it?

On a whim she snapped her fingers. "Contract." She waited, but nothing happened. Of course. Why did she think that would work? She sat up sitting crossed legged in the middle of her bed. "I want to view my contract. Binding wedding contract? Soul contract?" She sighed. She had no way of knowing how to find it. Did she need some sort of magic to acquire it? Was Alastor joking when he said she had access to it? Her stomach growled. She could sort that out later. Right now, she needed food.

She made her way down to the lobby to find most of the residents had gathered for dinner. She made her way to the table happily sitting with the group.

"Well, look who decided ta join us?" Angel gave her a mocking amused look.

She waved him off. "Yeah I know, I just had some stuff to figure out. No more hiding I promise."

"Uh-huh."

Charlie intervened before she could respond to Angel.

"Ellen! I'm so glad you could join us!" She was basically bouncing on her heels. She bolted over grabbing her arm and pulling her out of ear shot. "I just wanted to apologize for everything that's happened the past few weeks. I know it's been a lot to take in and I pulled you in too quickly which Is why I left you to sort out stuff on your own I just-"

Ellen pulled her into a tight embrace. "It's okay Charlie. I understand. No need to apologize. Yeah I needed a bit of an adjustment period, but I'm good now. And if things start getting hectic again I promise I'll let you know."

Charlie sniffled as tears started rolling down her cheeks. Ellen had to bite back a chuckle. Poor Charlie was such an unnaturally happy and caring person. It made her a ray of sunshine in hell.

She let out a huffed breath pulling her optimistic demeanor back together before linking arms with her and the two headed back to the table.

Ellen really enjoyed sitting with everyone, joining in on conversations and getting caught up on the events she had missed, while hidden away in her room. She enjoyed the company and for once, she felt at home. This small group of odd misfits had come together to be a family and it made her smile falter a bit.

She hadn't thought about home for a while and the familiar feeling left a small ache in her chest. She did miss her family, her home. What had happened to her body back on earth? She didn't even remember what had caused her soul to split from her body. Her body still had to be alive somewhere otherwise she wouldn't still look human. And her parents must be worried sick and now there was no way back. The thought made her chest ache more.

She hadn't realized she had spaced out, a single tear sliding down her face until Angel called her out.

"Your face is leakin. Ya good toots?"

She quickly wiped her face. "Yeah, sorry you guys just remind me of my family." She forced a laugh. "Guess I got a bit homesick."

Charlie's smile fell.

"Course we're like your family, down here we is your family." Angel threw one of his arms around the back of her chair. " We gots mom and dad," he gestured to Charlie and Vaggie. "The alcoholic uncle, your siblings and the creepy uncle." He gestured to Husker, Nifty, himself then pointed upwards. "The short king is like a cool grandpa I guess." He shrugged. "Perfect little family."

"Aww Angel." Charlie's smile had returned full force. " That's so sweet."

The aching in her chest was back. Angel had been right. They were her family. Her new family, now that she was down here for good.

Movement caught her eye and she barely caught the shadow disappearing into the kitchen. She volunteered to do dishes and started collecting everyone's plates. After an arm load she pushed into the kitchen and placed them by the sink.

"You are upset."

"It's fine Alastor, just didn't realize how much I missed home. I'm okay now." She gave him a small smile. "It kind of snuck up on me."

He stood watching her for a moment.

She pressed on to washing dishes. She could hear him take a few steps towards her, standing just behind her. After a few minutes of silence a thought arose.

"Wait, how did you know I was-"

She turned to find she was alone in the kitchen.