There was no fucking way. My eyes stung. I stared at the naked stranger as he laughed.
"Such a pathetic look of despair and fear." He growled out, folding his arms as he peered at me with a perverted interest. "It pleases me. I find that I fetched myself quite a worthy mortal for a wife. Misery, dread, despair, sorrow… Hate, regret jealousy-" A dark look crossed his eyes. "- I've never seen so much of it concentrated on a single human… Interesting."
"Fuck You." I muttered out between my tears. My head was seriously killing me, and the smell of vomit was only making me want to throw up again.
"Ah, that we did." The stranger chuckled, finally touching my face. I recoiled back. "But it seems you don't remember."
"Remember what?! Who the hell are you." I screamed back, slapping his hand away.
His smirk grew. "Since my new lovely wife seems adamant on knowing, I shall tell you my real name." He purred seductively. "I'm Kanda Yuu. Your newly wedded husband, and the 1st Prince of Hell. You humans may commonly know me better by the name of Lucifer."
"…" I laughed in his face. "There's screws loose up there." I shot. "Okay, Lucifer- haha, I mean Kanda Yuu- Why are you in my apartment. And why do you keep saying were married and that I don't remember?"
Kanda blew a puff of air to me. "I just told you I was Lucifer. You're reaction is rather boring." I stared at him blankly.
"I've been around crazy for a long ass time, nothing fazes me anymore." I answered, deadpanned. "… D-did we..?" I looked away, dreading the answer to what I was about to ask. Kanda seemed to get the gist of it, as he grinned wickedly, leaning his face closer.
"Yes." He said. "As I said, you took the ring, and made your vows to be my bride, so I claimed you. Unfortunate you don't remember the details of last night. It was quite a sight. If the terms of the curse wasn't that of a sacrificial virgin offer to me to be wed, I would've thought you were far beyond a virgin…" The gross feeling was back. I took a deep breath, getting up on shaky legs as I flipped through my phone. 18 missed calls, 40 texts. Dread filled me even more when I realized most of them were from Allen.
"This is fucked up…" I muttered, opening the texts to see what Allen had wrote.
[Crown Clown Daddy to Beansprout's Gurl:
Crown Clown Daddy: Hey (Y/n), Lavi and me are coming back. As predicted, Lavi is shit drunk again, so we're leaving. You're still at the bar?
Sent at 3:10 AM.
Crown Clown Daddy: Where are you? Lavi said you'd be waiting by the bar counter?
Sent at 3:18 AM.
Crown Clown Daddy: (Y/n) Where did you go? The car is still parked up next street.
Sent at 3:26 AM.
Crown Clown Daddy: Seriously (Y/n) I'm getting worried, where the hell are you?! You're not answering your phone. Lavi and me looked everywhere for you.
Crown Clown Daddy: Okay, Lavi mentioned you might've been pissed off. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gone with Lavi and left you alone. That was very idiotic of me. Are you home? Where are you, I'm getting worried. You're not answering?
Sent at 3:45 AM.
Crown Clown Daddy: (Y/n) Are you home? I'm sorry.
Sent at 3:48 AM.
Beansprout's Gurl: Home. I'm good. Stay with Lavi. He's probably too drunk to function. He needs you, don't want to be blamed by Bookman for letting him choke on his own vomit sleeping. I'm not mad.
Sent at 3:55 AM.
Crown Clown Daddy: … You're definitely mad. I'm really sorry. I love you. I guess we'll talk tomorrow. I'm glad you amde it home safe. I would'nt know what i would do if something happened to you because I wasn't paying attention.
Beansprout's Gurl: Talk tomorrow. Gnite.] I blinked. When the hell did I send those texts? I scrolled down a couple texts down, seeing some from Lavi drunk texting me and a couple of his selfies, before I threw my phone out in frustration. "Fuck!" I pulled and my hair, threatening to burst out in tears again. Kanda watched me in silence. "Mr. Yuu…" I started off, sighing deeply. "I don't know what the fuck you think is going on here, but I'm not your wife. I don't remember how you came to be here in my apartment, but I was black out drunk last night, so whatever happened wasn't with my consent. I'm calling the cops." He growled.
"You accepted the ring."
"I found the damn thing randomly in my purse. It doesn't mean anything."
"It does to demons. You took it, performed the ritual curse, and made a blood oath. To demons, that is the equivalent of your stupid human marriages. It's forever. I own you." Kanda grabbed my arm forcefully, pulling me to him.
"You're fucking delusional." I scoffed, glaring. I tried to pull away, but the raven haired man had a vice-like grip on me. "Let go." I grunted, trying not to whine in pain as he tightened his grip. "Let me go, that hurts!"
"No."
"LET GO OF ME!" I yelled louder, struggle becoming more intense.
"STOP STRUGGLING OR ELSE I WILL TAKE YOU BY FORCE." Kanda warned, a hand slipping around my neck with a tight squeeze. "Don't make me force myself on you to get you to shut the hell up." My eyes flashed with anger. I spat on him.
… I've never been slapped so hard in my life.
I immediately cried out in pain, a hand shooting up against my cheek. In between hot tears, I managed to glare at him with all the malice I could muster. "Allen's gunna kill you when he finds out." Kanda's brown twitch.
"Who the fuck is Allen?" he said darkly, with a scowl.
"He is!" I said, pointing to the framed picture of me and Allen at an amusement park, holding a giant wad of cotton candy and grinning like two idiots. It was taken when we first became official. Kanda stared at the frame for a while, before turning to me with an unreadable look.
"Were you lovers…" he said, suddenly eerily calm. I'm not gunna lie when I say his intense stare made me nervous, but I bit it back.
"He's my boyfriend." I shot back, defiant. "oh almost a decade, mind you. Whatever happened between us last night is nothing. I love him."
"Dump him." Kanda simply said, finally letting go of me.
Excuse me?!"
"Let me make this more clear than I have already- You are my wife. Whatever you had in the past with this Allen ceases to exist. You are a Yuu now. My wife. The wife of the Prince of Hell. You belong to me now. And I do not like to share what belongs to me."
"Nobody owns me, asshole." I muttered with anger. "I'm nobody's property. Get the fuck out of my apartment…"
"Tch." Kanda scoffed, looking pissed as he clicked his tongue, standing. "Clearly you're unrationable right now." He muttered, turning away. "I'll go for now. But I will be back to take you away. A wife shouldn't be estranged from her husband after all."
"Go die, asshole." Kanda scoffed, before he fazed through a fucking wall…
… I stared on in disbelief. "What the fuck…"
… He fazed right through a fucking wall…
…
(Y/n) spent the next two hours scrubbing the hell out of herself in the hot shower, switching between crying, and trying to feel 'clean'… No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember anything from last night. "What will Allen think..?" (Y/n) dreaded, feeling a rush of anxiety and desperation wash over her.
… he would never forgive her. Allen was kindhearted, and a gentleman at heart, but (Y/n) knew full well how much life fucked the kind hearted man over. Allen wasn't a stranger to heartbreak. His last one had devastated him back before (Y/n) had even developed feelings for him. It had almost literally broke him in half had it not been for the support of her and Lavi, along with his step uncle, Neah. The three had barely managed to put Allen back together. Not after that incident. Even though Allen seemed to recover from it, as his relationship with (Y/n) was virtually perfect and bump free, (Y/n couldn't help but wonder if that was the reason why Allen was physically distant at times, especially when it came to intimate moments, and showing affection. While the whitehaired man showed no problem in showing his love, sometimes he seemed avoidant, especially when (Y/n) would try to start something beyond the limits, of shy kisses, frisky makeouts, and fleeting touches that lingered a bit beyond sexual. It was rather obvious to her after 8 years of being together, that the wound in Allen's heart had never fully healed…
(Y/n) Let out a soft sob, muffling it immediately as she heard muffled footsteps.
'What if it's that creep Kanda?' She thought, trying her best to squeeze herself into small ball as she crouched in the shower. The shower curtains were transparent, but still opaque enough that the outside was a hazy blur, while only her faint silhouette could be seen vice versa. She forced her eyes when she heard the sound of the bathroom door open, and someone take a small step inside, parting the door softly.
"(Y/n)?"
It was Allen! Her tears flowed silently again, covering her mouth to stop the sobs from coming out.
"I know you probably don't want to talk to me right now…" He trailed off, and (Y/n) could her the nervous guilt in his tone. "But I want you to know that you're completely in the right to give me hell… I shouldn't have followed Lavi, knowing the stupid shenanigans he gets into."
"…" I sniffled. "… I got jealous…"
Allen let out a small chuckle. "But you know you don't have to worry about anything like that." He said, softly. "I would never cheat on you."
…
I WOULD NEVER CHEAT ON YOU…
(Y/n) felt like disappearing. She bit her lip.
"(Y/n)?"
She said nothing, waiting for the white haired man to continue. "…"
"I- You… I'll let you shower in peace." Allen finally said, dejected.
…
A couple of minutes later, Allen looked up from his spot on the dining table, immediately shooting up to approach his girlfriend as she emerged, arms folded in front of her as she looked down on the floor. Her hair was still dripping wet, sticking unto her face and obscuring his view of her face. "… Allen…" Her voice was soft and small, unlike of her usual self. It made Allen sick with worry, and he immediately bowed in front of her, whipping out a bouquet of her favorite flowers. A teddy bear behind him sat on the dining table, in a basket with some of (Y/n)'s favorite chocolates. "What all this..?" (Y/n) asked, finally looking up at him with red, puffy eyes. Allen immediately felt like shit as he realized she had been crying.
"I'm so sorry, (Y/n)!" Allen pleaded, bowing deeply again. "I messed up, didn't I?"
"… Please don't be mad at me…" Allen whispered.
(Y/n) shook her head. "… I'm not mad at you…"
Allen bit his lip. "Neah says when a girl says they're not mad, or its fine, or that it's nothin, it means the opposite. You're not..? Really?"
"… Maybe a little bit, but that's not why…" She trailed off, digging her face closer to the collar of his shirt. Allen blushed at the tickling sensation her closeness gave him, but managed to bury the creeping sensations as he waited patiently for her explanation.
"It's not your fault." (Y/n) said quietly. "You always help out your friends. It's noble of you."
Allen shook his head. "No." He said, holding her hands in his. "None of that matters if it's at your expense, (Y/n). I've been a crappy boyfriend to you."
… (Y/n) suddenly burst out in tears. Panicked and unsure of what to do as he had never seen her react in such a way, Allen dropped the flowers, enveloping her in a warm hug. "Oh no, d-don't cry (Y/n)!"
(Y/n) alternated between laughing and crying. "That's not true, stupid. You're beyond perfect."
"P-Please don't cry! I'll do anything! I'll even let you braid my hair if you'd like!" Allen pleaded, hugging her tighter. "I won't even get mad if you eat my mitarashi dango I have stashed behind the milk carton! I promise!" (Y/n) wiped her tears. "I'll buy you that rice cooker you've always wanted, even though I said it was completely useless to have because it's so much more better to cook rice in a pot! I'll buy you that real expensive one!"
"A-Allen, its okay!" She sniffled, pulling back a bit to face him directly as she stared into his dazzling silver eyes. "I'm really not mad at you, hahaha."
Allen blinked. "Then why were you crying?" He asked, wiping another stray tear away.
"I don't know." (Y/n) said, biting her tongue. "Lately it seems like I'm getting upset at the littlest things I don't understand…"
Allen offered her a small smile, wiping a wet strand of her (h/c) locks behind her ear.
"What's the use in always getting upset about something you can't understand?" Allen said, flicking her forehead lightly. (Y/n) pouted. "But I understand it, (Y/n). It's only human." He kissed her forehead, looking to the side bashfully as he hugged her closer with a shy smile. "You know, after fighting like this, suddenly I feel in the mood." (Y/n)'s eyes widen, and a dark blush bloomed on her cheeks.
"For what..?" Butterflies fluttered in her stomach.
"…"Allen briefly met her gaze, before returning back to his bashful side glance. "… For us time."
(Y/n)'s (e/c) eyes watched him through a lidded gaze, bringing her lips to brush against the lobe of his ear. "Well, Mr. Walker, what are you waiting for..?" She whispered. Allen turned his head to look at her, as he captured her lips in his. (Y/n) immediately melted into the kiss, wrapping her hands over his neck as their bodies melded together. Strong calloused arms snaked their way down to her hips, thumbs drawing slow circles on her exposed skin through her pajamas. (Y/n) nearly moaned, as Allen rolled both of them over, landing against the floor with a soft thud, never once ungluing himself from against her body. Her hand roamed over his dress shirt freely now, occasionally slipping under the fabric to press against his bare skin. Allen sat up slightly, breaking the kiss momentarily to unbutton the top rows of his shirt as he went back to hover over her, trailing light kisses against her neck…
… Fuck, had it been a while since they did this…
Allen almost groaned at the sensation of ghost touches against the hem of his belt.
"Alleeeen ~" (Y/n)'s voice practically cooed, tugging at the hem. "Pleaseeee!~" A finger slipped under.
Allen clenched his teeth, struggling to keep his self control as another finger slipped under, pressed against his navel. "(Y/n)…" He warned. "We can't." She didn't listen, slipping her fingers an inch deeper, rolling the hem of his boxers down a little. She was making it so hard to think clearly.
"Alleeen!~" (Y/n) whined. Her fingers slipped under his boxers completely, causing him to hitch his breath and flinch at the sudden pressure. Involuntary shivers raked his body as his shoulders relaxed, his head drooping to lean on her shoulder as she stroked him. "I't not like we haven't done This before." (Y/n) giggled, stroking harder.
"… But not…" He let out a groan, nuzzling his head deeper into her chest. "Fuck, (Y/n)…" She smirked, feeling his resolve weakened as she continued his heavenly torture.
'That's what you get for holding out for 8 years, beansprout…' She thought. "… I want you, Allen…"
"(Y/n), not like this… Ah, I don't want to ruin you- Ah, fuck!"
"Hehe, pottymouth!" She giggled, feeling emboldened by his reactions. "Let's do it Allen." Allen shook his head.
"Don't… Don't want you to r-regret…" He muttered out, silently wishing his pants would stop being so tight all of a sudden.
… Luckily, (Y/n) did him the favor, tugging down his boxers as his member popped out.
"Pervert." She felt Allen murmur.
"I want that in me Allen.~ Pleeease?"
… Dammit…
The white haired man sat up, pressing a finger to her lip. "… You're so spoiled, (Y/n)." Allen laughed, pulling her up to a sitting position.
"?" (Y/n) blinked, confused. "… Was that a yes..?"
Allen stuck his tongue out. "Hey, I did promise you some roleplay, didn't I?"
(Y/n) pouted. "That's not important right now…" She muttered, tugging suggestively at her pajama pants. "Fuck foreplay, and roleplay!" Dammit, she had been waiting for this moment for 8 years! It was happening today! "Dammit, Alle-" She tensed.
Allen looked at her with a mischievous smirk…
… He had slipped and curled a finger inside of her.
"I'm sorry? What was it you were saying..?" She glared at him.
"Y-you mother fu—KYAAAAAAH! ~"
Allen chuckled darkly, whispering in her ear. "Jeez, (Y/n). 'Kyaaah'? Really?"
"S-SHUT U—Ah!" Allen pumped his finger.
"What did you say?"
"You little Beansprout troll! Let me finish talk—Ngh!~" Curl.
"Aww, (Y/n), what happened!" Allen said evilly, pumping his finger at a faster pace, causing said girl to arch her head back as she shivered at the sensations. She didn't even retort with a comeback. Wanting to see his girlfriend's face, Allen, nudged her head back forward, kissing her. (Y/n) moaned against his lips as he continued his ministrations, digging the length of his middle finger to the knuckle as she squirmed about. '(Y/n) is so cute…' He thought as he smiled blissfully, wondering just what he could have done to have gotten a girlfriend like her.
"Allen…" doe (e/c) eyes peered up at him. If Allen didn't have the level of self control that he did, he might've come right there. It had been years since he was last intimate, after all.
Allen sighed, placing a tender kiss on her cheek.
"Allen…" (Y/n) said again, fighting the emotions under as she said clearly. "It's okay Allen. I think I'm ready…"
"…" His eyes widened, pulling out his finger from inside of her to stare incredulously to be disheveled woman. "Are… Are you completely sure..?" Allen said in disbelief, not having expecting for that day to be, well- today. "The timing is weird, the setting, the lighting- heck, It's totally not romantic!"
(Y/n) rolled her eyes. "You think I care about that, Allen Walker?" She said.
"Are you sure?" Allen repeated, only to be shut up by a pair of lips against his. Soft, lithe hands grasped his face, and Allen returned the gesture, pulling apart briefly to stare tenderly into his girlfriend's pretty (e/c) eyes.
"Just fuck me already, Allen Walker…"
Allen chuckled darkly, pushing her down to have her back laying on the floor as he slid her pajama pants off in one go. "As you wish." He murmured, trailing hot, wet kisses from her neck, down to her chest, parting the camisole to the side as he trailed the kiss over to her nipple, and downwards to center over her vagina, Licking it with all the rigor Allen had after being given the 'ok'. He had to admit a bit, he was just as excited as she seemed to be. It wasn't like he didn't want to be with her intimately- but after years of avoiding excessive physical contact and all the ugly emotions he had to face, it left the whitehaired man avoiding having to experience such a sensitive act. He was afraid to put his feelings and heart where his body craved. But right now, it was clear to him that it wasn't wrong, and it was more than okay to the highly receptive (h/c) woman underneath him. He had a right to indulge in his body finally, after years of keeping those desires deep behind the darkest parts of his mind…
My head fuzzed with all the different sensations Allen's mouth brought me. Damn, it wasn't often he did this, but when he did- it drove me crazy. That stupid Beansprout had always had a way with words. Apparently with tongues too. Not wanting to prologue my 'treat' any longer, I managed to mutter words in between the bliss and moans. "In. Now."
Allen wasted no time, hoisting himself up as he pushed my knees closer to my chest, widening them so he could slip in between. I watched hungrily as his member came to view. He took my camisole off, leaning forward to cup my breasts and give both nipples a slow lick. He paused, ghost and lips centimeters from my own.
"I don't have rubber on me." He breathed.
I growled. "Top drawer. I have a pack." Allen chuckled, getting up to go get the condoms. Within a couple of seconds, he came back with a gold packet, clutching it between his fingers.
"Magnum XL? Really, (Y/n)?" Allen said with a raised brow. I smirked.
"Have you seen your dick?" I countered cheekily. "I'm pretty sure I'm qualified to determine your size, given the many times it's been in my mouth." Allen covered his mouth with his palm, hiding the embarrassed smile as his cheeks burned red.
"Pervert…" Allen muttered under his breath as he slid the condom on. We stared at each other for a while, both smiling with slight shyness as the situation was slowly settling over us. It was fucking D-day. My smile widened, draping my arms over his neck as he positioned himself in between me. "Don't look." Allen feigned embarrassment, sticking his tongue out when I pulled at him closer from the neck. He chuckled lightly, spreading my legs to the edge of comfortableness as he took in the sight of me. "It's going to hurt a bit. Well, a lot. You might bleed."
Well, I doubted that given the many intense fingering sessions, but I only nodded. "Okay."
"Tell me when it hurts too much and I'll stop and wait for you." Oh the sweetheart.
"Uhuh."
My excitement rose when he lined up to my core, rubbing the head lightly against it. I threw my head back at the sensation, back arching slightly. Damn, it felt good already! And he was only rubbing the entrance! Imagine just the tip, or the whole thing!
My mind was foggy as I felt him rub against me harder, a light pressure starting to bubble against the entrance of my core at the ministrations. Dammit Allen, just take my virginity away already!
…
['I claimed you.'
'Don't you remember what we did last night, wife of mine..?'] My brow burrowed. A funny feeling was starting to stir in the pit of my stomach as I continued to feel. Why did I suddenly think that..?
[Whines of discomfort… Sweat… Aggressive growls and pants… 'IT HURTS! It hurts, stoooop! Please, stop!']
[Stabbing pain blooming…]
'… Did Kanda do this to me last night..?'
"OWW- IT HURTS! IT FUCKING HURTS!"
My eyes shot open, stiffening immediately as I clawed my nails into Allen's nape, legs flailing wildly in an attempt to get away. Allen backed away immediately, Silver eyes wide in panicked fear and worry as he stared. "(Y/N) Oh s-shit- SORRY! I DIDN'T EVEN TOUCH YOU." Allen said. "I didn't go in- it hurt that much?! Fuck, im so sorry!" His panic grew even more at the tears that flowed down my cheeks. "Oh shit…" He went in to comfort me, but I just flinched, scooting away. He looked crestfallen at this, lowering his hands as he settled in a bit ofa distance.
"I-I told you I didn't want to ruin it for you…" He whispered shakily, and in between my tears, I shook his head.
"Fuck, Allen, it's not you!" I sobbed, feeling the worst guilt ever. Oh god, if I kept this up, I'd end up blurting out what happened. Or What I think happened since I could not remember a things. "I-I'm sorry- I-I need some time alone." Allen's brows burrowed deeper, but he nodded shakily, gathering himself up as he threw the condom in the trash.
"O-of course… (Y/n), I don't know what's going on, but if something's bothering you, you know you can trust to confine in me." He looked back briefly. "I love you, (Y/n)."
"…" I didn't say it back. I gathered up my pajamas, and rushed past him.
There was no disbelieving it… I rubbed my eyes, slamming the door to our bedroom as I slid down the wall, stifling sobs. Something really did happen. I don't know if those were snippets of what happened last night, but they were so hazy and unclear. Did that happen? I didn't feel weird or sore down there, but I was black out drunk. And woke up in bed with a stranger. I had read one too many erotica novels to not be able to guess and piece together the narrative of the suppossed night. Fuck, this wasn't fair!
It felt like my heart was being squeezed through a small tube and wrung like a dirty dish towel. Through my tears, I looked at my phone, seeing a notification pop up.
…[Idiot Pirate Rabbit has sent you a message!] blinked on the screen
'… Lavi…' I thought weakly, unlocking my phone and hovering over the text box.
… He would know what to do…
Lol sorry for the super pervy chapter, hehehe!~