High school dxd: As Sukuna

After dropping Sona off at her house, Alastor returned to his own place, still feeling the adrenaline from the confrontation with Dohnaseek.

On the way back, he considered multiple times to go and kill all the fallen angel but since he give Sona his promise, he doesn't want to break that.

Sure, it was his idea to leave fallen angel alone as he didn't consider them a threat but he didn't thought that, one of the fallen angel will attack them on a date, which was supposed to a have perfect end.

you reap what you sow, huh. Alastor muttered to himself with a chuckle, shaking his head at the irony of the situation. He had let them live because they seemed harmless, and now here he was, regretting that decision.

He knew he couldn't let his anger cloud his judgment, though. There would be time to deal with the Fallen Angels later, on his own terms.

As Alastor approached his room, he was surprised to find Rias waiting for him. She was leaning casually against the wall, her expression curious yet slightly amused.

It was late, and she was wearing a thin, practically see-through negligee that left almost nothing to the imagination, yet concealed just enough to remain modest. The fabric clung to her body, highlighting her curves in the dim light of the hallway.

"What happened to your shirt." Rias asked, her voice teasing as she eyed the tattered remains of his clothing.

Alastor glanced down at himself, realizing just how disheveled he looked. His shirt was practically in shreds, barely hanging on after his transformation earlier. He gave Rias a wry smile, shrugging slightly. "Had a bit of a rough night. Ran into a Fallen Angel who didn't know when to quit."

Rias raised an eyebrow, her amusement fading into concern. "A Fallen Angel? Here? Is everything okay?"

Alastor nodded, waving off her concern. "Yeah, everything's fine now. Just had to teach him a lesson about picking fights with the wrong people." He paused, noticing her outfit. "Were you waiting for me?" he asked with a playful smile.

Rias smirked, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned against the wall. "Maybe I was. You were gone longer than I expected, and I got worried." She eyed him up and down again, a hint of amusement returning to her eyes. "But it looks like you can handle yourself just fine."

Alastor chuckled, stepping closer to her. "I appreciate the concern, but you know me—I'm not that easy to take down."

Rias looked at him with a mixture of amusement and concern, her eyes lingering on his torn clothes and the scratches still visible on his skin.

She nodded again, her eyes searching his for a moment before she stepped aside, letting him pass. "Good. Now go get cleaned up. You look like you've been through a war."

Alastor laughed, nodding as he made his way to his room. As he reached the door, he paused and looked back over his shoulder with a cheeky grin. "Yeah, I think I'll do that. Do you want to join me?"

Rias blushed slightly, caught off guard by his sudden suggestion. She quickly composed herself, crossing her arms with a playful scoff. "Nice try, Alastor. I think I'll pass."

Alastor just shrugged with a grin, opening the door to his room and disappearing inside. He kicked off his shoes and tossed his ruined shirt into a corner, heading straight for the bathroom.

He turned on the shower, waiting for the water to warm up as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. His body bore the marks (blood strain) of his earlier transformation and fight, and he knew he needed to wash away the tension and grime of the day.

As he stepped into the shower, the hot water cascaded over his skin, soothing his sore muscles. He closed his eyes, letting the warmth relax him. He had just begun to unwind when he heard a soft knock on the bathroom door.

"Alastor?" Rias's voice came through, hesitantly. "Are you... alright in there?"

Alastor raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just enjoying the hot water. Why?"

There was a pause, and then the bathroom door creaked open. Alastor turned slightly, peering through the steam to see Rias stepping inside, a faint blush on her cheeks.

She was naked, her gods perfect body was in full display for him.

She avoided looking directly at him, instead focusing on the bottles of soap and shampoo on the counter. "I thought…maybe you could use some help. You know, since you look like you've been through a lot," she said, her tone half-teasing, half-serious.

Alastor smirked,"Oh, so you do want to join me after all?"

Rias huffed, rolling her eyes but smiling despite herself. "I'm just making sure you clean up properly. I wouldn't want you to miss any spots." She reached for a washcloth and some soap, her movements purposeful as she stepped closer to the shower.

Alastor watched her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Alright then, if you insist. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Rias took a deep breath, still avoiding direct eye contact, and stepped into the shower with him. She began to gently wash his back, her touch careful and thorough. Despite the initial awkwardness, they quickly fell into a comfortable rhythm, the warmth of the water and the intimacy of the moment easing the tension between them.

After washing up, Alastor and Rias decided to take advantage of the large bathtub nearby. The tub was already filled with steaming hot water, inviting them to relax. Alastor stepped in first, sinking into the water with a content sigh, feeling the warmth soothe his tired muscles.

"You know, if anyone walked in right now, they might get the wrong idea about what we're doing in here."

Alastor laughed, his eyes lighting up with mirth. "Let them think what they want," he teased. "We're just two friends enjoying a bath, right?"

"Right..?"

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