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Alastor was at a little Jazz Club, who instantly became enchanted by the singer. He couldn’t take his eyes off her the whole time and eventually they started to go out.
Alastor appeared each night, always with flowers, chocolates. They stole kisses and moments of passion backstage, his hands rough, claiming, and eager with each visit
It was one of those night, he was already backstage with her on the dresser, mouths locked “I can’t tell if your more enchanting on stage or in my arms doll