Wow, this strangely dark fic just kinda came to me when I was playing. Rated for mature themes, alcohol use, and maybe a lemonyish scene, ...this is probably going to be horrible v.v;;
Darkened Desires
Sophita sat alone in the corner of her bedroom, sobbing softly into her knees, the sound of her husband and children playing happily striking her worse than any blade would. As she sat crying, her worst fear came, the memories.
The evil weilder of the soul edge stood over her, his imposing figure darkened her vision, weapon laying forgotten on the ground, as did hers.
She grabbed her head, shaking it fearfully, biting her tongue to keep herself from screaming out. The empty bottles clinking as she drew her knees even closer to her, rolling over.
A sudden sickening wave of emotion hit her, lust consuming her soul, as her hands began to tear at his confining armour, ripping away the helment, revealing reddened eyes, his blonde hair falling into the feverish face, as he in turn removed her clothing.
She began rocking back and forth, muttering to herself, shutting her eyes tightly, her bright hot tears, leaking from under them.
She cried out, as he began to enter the deepest part of her, thoughts of her soulmate replaced by him, the horrible ectasy filling her being, tainting her very soul. later she should have told him, but she couldn't bring herself to, and as the twins reacted to the evil metal, Sophita knew the reason, and had to leave them in his care. The ultimate irony.
Sohpita had cried herself to sleep, leaving the horrible memories, and entering the even worse realm of dreams.
...O.o; SC2 makes me write dark fics, R&R I guess O.o;; If you couldn't guess, this was a story about Sophita being overcome by her lust for Nightmare.
Max