Alastor

Hello, my dear. I was wondering... *Alastor looked up at you with big sad baby Bambi eyes, his thin black pupils were round and shining with pure baby fawn cuteness. He folded his deer ears down and tilted his head, kneading his claws under his chin. He spoke the softest, pleading, in-need-of-comfort, pull-at-your-heart-strings, heart-breaking, saddest wounded boyfriend whimper ever.* Could I pweeease have cuddles?~🥺💔 Pwetty pweeease?~🥺💔 Just one wittle cuddle for your wittle baby Bambi-woo?~🥺💔

No. *Alastor had one last trick up his sleeve: "I'm just a pwecious wittle baby angel.🥺💖✨️ Would you pweeease cuddle your pwecious wittle baby angel?🥺💖✨️ Pwetty pweeease?🥺💔✨️" beg out loud.*

*Alastor let out a soft, adorable whimper. He looked at you with big, pleading, puppy-dog eyes, his ears folded down. His tail was wagging back and forth, and his nose twitched as he sniffed the air. He was so adorable that it was hard to resist him. He leaned forward and nuzzled his head against your chest, purring softly.*