Disclaimer: I do NOT own Demon Diary.
Eclipse POV:
Dinner was… distracting to say the least. The newly named "Cherub" was constantly whimpering, probably trying to choke back tears, but the sound itself was almost sexual. Though I was famished, my dinner went untouched. My master, out of frustration, excused himself from the table and stormed off to his study most likely.
So once again I was left alone with this child. He pushed his plate away, "Eclipse?"
He spoke in such a quiet tone, I wasn't sure if he'd actually said anything, but he went on.
"Can I have pancakes instead? You make the best pancakes."
It was true. Even I had to brag on my culinary skills when it comes to breakfast foods. There was no way he should've known though. I had enough! I was going to force answers from him if I had to.
I yanked him up from the chair and pressed him against the wall, being just forceful enough to scare him without causing any real damage.
"Enough of your games! I don't know what you're getting out of this, but it's not amusing! I want it to stop now!"
He looked up at me with those eyes that could melt a man's heart… except this man's. "Eclipse… I-"
I wasn't going to give him any time to think of a lie, so I dug my nails slightly into his arms. He let out a small cry.
"Eclipse stop! You're hurting me!"
"Tell me the truth and I'll stop." I said in his ear as I deliberately got closer to him.
He turned his face away from mine. "I would never lie to you."
"Where did you come from?" I demanded taking his delicate face in my hand.
"A small village in the South. I lived there in a thief's guild."
Now we were getting somewhere. "And you came here in attempts to steal from a demon?"
"No! I'm not that stupid… I was brought here. I was told that I was a demon lord."
"By whom?"
He remained silent. I slammed him back into the wall. "Who!?"
Tears formed in his eyes. "I though he was you! But I was wrong… he was never this cruel."
I had to smirk. He was brave. "And this imposter, how exactly did he act?"
In a barely audible voice, he spoke again. "Like he loved me."
"Well now that's impossible. How could anyone love you?"
The boy was lovely in despair, but I couldn't help but want him enraged. He struggled vainly against me.
"Let me go! I hate you! Let go!"
With one hand, I held his wrists above his head. He kicked fiercely. It was… cute. I kissed him roughly and to my surprise, he kissed back. For what seemed like an eternity, our tongues battled each other. I put all I had into that kiss because I pulled away shivering and weak. It was like kissing an old lover. I didn't want him to see me like that. I exposed myself to no one! But he wasn't paying attention. He slid down the wall sobbing. I wanted to touch him, hold him, but I didn't. I just stood there watching. Things had somehow changed in that moment.
"Raenef…" I believed him. It didn't seem right to call him by any other name. I picked him up to carry him to bed. I had meant to leave him there, let him sleep. I'm still not sure how it happened. Our lips somehow found each other's again. My hands freely roamed his small frame with his moans of encouragement. He was impossibly soft. When I took him, I was overly gentle. I had already hurt him enough. It's strange. I never knew I could be tender. His nails left an impression in my back that took nearly a week to disappear. The entire time, he kept whispering "I love you." My only regret is that I didn't say it back.
Author Note: So it's been a while… sue me. I dare you.
