Summary: Damon Reznor wasn’t a fan of celebrating his birthday but lucky for him, Princess Alondra Peg'asi was very good at convincing him otherwise.



Originally written for Damon’s birthday - July 17, 2020

Rating: NSFW

Words: 9519

Author’s Notes: Welcome to my first foray into the A6 verse! This was originally written with the intent of being posted for Damon’s birthday, but it took a little longer than planned to finish.

Thank you for reading and hope you all enjoy! All characters except Alondra are property of Wanderlust Games.

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Ring. Ring. Ring.

Alondra bit her lip while waiting for the other line to pick up, her anxiety spiking as she ran a hand through her long, straight, jet black hair. This might have been the most nerve-wracking call she’d ever made, especially considering who she was calling. She could feel her pulse racing and her palms sweating as the line rang once, twice, three times until a click came through on the other side, the sound of people chattering in the background becoming more faint until the noise disappeared following the familiar closing of a door.

“Hey, Damon! Please don’t tell me you’re calling because you did something to fuck up what you have with the Princess.” It was definitely Alisa who picked up the communicator and just the person she needed to talk to.

“Oh, ummm… Hey Alisa, it’s Alondra, not Damon,” she tumbled out, trying to shake the nerves from her voice.

“Oh. OH. Hi Princess, what can I do for you? Wait, don’t tell me. Did he do anything I need to kick his ass for? Or for that matter, that I need to kick your ass for? But if you’re calling for advice about that jerk, don’t forget that I told you so.”