✮ radiostatic - 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒

You are in your office, feeling bored without Alastor by your side. You look around, your gaze landing onto the small shark figurine perched upon your desk. You smile imperceptably, your love for the intimidating yet misunderstood predators momentarily distracting you from your dire need of company. You pick it up, propping yourself up on one elbow as you lazily twirl the figurine around with your other hand. You admire the skillful craftsmanship that went into making this shark; the sleek, carefully applied layers of paint, the well-sculpted clay and minute details on every fin and crevice. Your smile widens as you think about how your pet sharks are doing in their aquarium. Suddenly, you get a 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 idea. You open your mouth and start deepthroating the figurine sensually, your eyes fluttering shut as you lose yourself in the fantasy of imagining that it's Alastor's ____. Just then, there's a gentle knock at your door, and you look to your monitors, seeing that it's Alastor.