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Velvet walked into their room at the inn, unsuspecting of Rokurou's intentions. Rokurou followed her into the room and closed the door, smirking a devilish grin. As she walked through the room, unaware, Rokurou grabbed Velvet by the hips, pulled her close, and spun her around. He swiftly backed her into the wall, resting one arm against the wall above her head and trapping her body close to his with the other arm. He rested his forehead on hers, noses touching, and looked at her in a way she's never been looked at before. His eyes were all fire and ice. He froze her and melted her all at once with this gaze. Velvet shivered in anticipation.
"Well, what are you waiting for?", challenged Velvet. With this, Rokurou's mouth crashed into hers. His tongue danced in her mouth in the most hypnotic way. His body pressed firmly against hers. Velvet wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth down harder on hers. Earlier, their kiss was passionate and loving, but now it was needy and fervent.
Rokurou lavished this moment that he had wanted for for so long. He never imagined being with Velvet could be like this but he also couldn't picture it any other way. He wanted this. He wanted her, more than he could ever tell her, more than he even realized.
Velvet couldn't believe she was here, doing this, with Rokurou. When he first joined her on this quest, she never imagined she could grow to like him or maybe even to feel more. She certainly didn't expect her attraction towards him to grow so strong. She remembered very little about him from that first day - he was there but he didn't really matter. When did he become so much to her?, she wondered. And when did he get so damn good at using his body? She relished every moment of this, only realizing now how long she wanted him. Her need was strong but it wasn't just any need - it was one only he could fulfill.
Velvet grew hotter with every touch and she feared she may burn away if he kept this up. Rokurou's lips finally left hers but they certainly didn't give up. They just moved to her neck where they sucked and his tongue flicked across her skin in a way that made Velvet's knees buckle in weakness. Rokurou caught Velvet as she began to fall. He grabbed under each of her thighs and pulled her up into a straddled position before walking her over to the bed. He threw her onto the bed, rougher than he probably should of, and began taking off his armor. "Aren't you still hurting too much?", Velvet asked meakly. Rokurou flipped his hair to the side, showing off his daemon eye. "Yeah, except I'm a daemon and I heal fast", he replied gruffly.
He climbed over Velvet, who was laying patiently for him on the bed. He guided her long black coat off her shoulders, with his eyes hungrily eating up every ounce of newly revealed skin. He returned to her mouth, kissing her hungrily again. When they both ran out of air, he sat straddling her and began to slowly take the bandage off her daemon arm.
At this, Velvet pulled her bandaged hand back. "You don't want to do that, you know. I keep it wrapped for a reason," Velvet said as she protected it. Rokurou wouldn't give up, though, and pulled her arm back towards him. He began kissing her un-bandaged upper arm. "Except you're forgetting one thing", Rokurou replied. "I love you. All of you. And I want you. All of you." With this he began unwrapping her bandage again, this time with his teeth. His teeth grazed her skin every so slightly as they ripped layer after layer of bandage from her skin. Her flesh toned upper arm faded into a pitch black lower arm with deep red veins crisscrossing across her skin. But her hand, despite its off color and the way it transforms, was undeniably human. Feminine even. He gently kissed each finger as it was uncovered, making Velvet feel for the first time like this arm wasn't such a bad thing after all. When the full bandage fell onto the bed, Rokurou entwined her black fingers in his.
Velvet used this opportunity of stillness to flip Rokurou so that he was now laid out flat on the bed and so that she held the controlling position on top. "Well now you have me all exposed while you are still fully covered. That hardly seems fair," Velvet said with a grin. She opened up the top of his kimono, gently feeling his bandaged wounds for tenderness. He grabbed her hand as it traced over his bandages tentatively, worried. "I'm fine, Velvet. Better than fine, I'd say", Rokurou laughed.
Velvet took that as her permission to go wild and be bold. She smiled and bent over to kiss his now bare chest. She ran her fingers up and down his side as her lips made their way up to his neck. She paid him back for all he did to her.
She kissed everywhere she could - his ears, his neck, his collarbone - before she ran out of exposed skin. All the while, Rokurou was running his calloused hands over her body in maddening ways. She pulled Rokurou up into a seated position so she could slip the sleeves of his kimono off and expose the rest of his upper body. Rokurou took advantage of this new seated position, grinding into Velvet while caressing her chest. She moaned and closed her eyes. She had given up being in charge for the satisfaction of being pleasured.
Rokurou unclipped and unlaced her shirt to grant him better access. The human part of Velvet suddenly felt self-conscious and shy but the daemon part of her reveled in this new experience. Rokurou's mouth worked in expertly satisfying ways on her skin. He felt almost as much pleasure as she did just from watching the way he got her going. As a human, Rokurou never prioritized these feelings. Even if he did, it probably wouldn't have felt like this. He knew this felt so good because Velvet was not just any women. She had been the only woman on his mind for so long.
While Rokurou's mouth was busy with her chest, his hands slid across her inner thighs, rubbing against her thin black shorts. At this, Velvet felt a sudden wave of pleasure. Her dark hand grabbed Rokurou's back, digging her nails into his skin. At first, it felt good - just rough enough. But as Rokurou continued, Velvet's therion hand suddenly and unintentionally let loose. Her daemon hand dug deep into Rokurou's back and began to drain him of his power. Rokurou instantly felt his energy leaving and he collapsed onto Velvet after a few seconds.
"No!" Velvet screamed at her daemon hand as if it had a mind of its own. It did seem to in that moment. But as Velvet's ecstasy faded so did the daemon hand, returning to her normal hand at will. Rokurou's cold body was on top of her. He wasn't dead but she could tell those few seconds had sucked a serious amount of energy from him. She flipped him onto the bed and shook him, slapped him, and kissed him in her attempts to bring Rokurou back into consciousness. It was her crying, though, that woke him. Tears streamed down her face and onto his chest. The cold tears made him gasp and he shot up, his color returning. Velvet, still shirtless, immediately hugged him. He hugged her back and pet her head as she let it all out. When she had calmed, he looked at her deeply, kissed her, and said "You ate me" with a smirk and a laugh.
"I know. This was a mistake. We can't do this again. Loving you is a mistake. I destroy everything I touch. I'll destroy you too", Velvet said in a surprisingly calm and strong voice. She pulled away but Rokurou wouldn't let her go. "No", he said firmly. "No?", Velvet asked, confused. "You are allowed to decide you don't like me or you're not attracted to me, but you are not allowed to decide not to be with me because you're the Lord of Calamity. I don't care if you destroy things, you won't destroy me. And I'm not giving up on this amazing thing between us because of a little hiccup", Rokurou said in a nonchalant manner.
"A little hiccup?! I almost killed you!", Velvet exclaimed with her arms crossed in front of her still bare chest. "Yeah, you did. But you didn't. You controlled your power and stopped. I'm sure you'll get better at it", Rokurou said confidently. "Look, Velvet. You were sixteen when you turned into a daemon and then you spent 3 years in a dungeon. I'm guessing you didn't really fool around with the village boys before either because you were too focused on your sick brother. Am I getting this right?". Velvet gave him a dirty look that he took to mean he was right on target. "So you don't exactly have a lot of experience with how you're body will react to all this. Neither do I, for the record. So we'll just have to give you experience to build up your tolerance. Practice makes perfect", Rokurou said with one eyebrow raised suggestively.
Velvet considered what he said and it all made logical sense but this was all so out of character for her that she didn't know how to respond. "Velvet, give us a chance. Please. And I promise you we'll figure this out - all of it. But we could die any day now and I can't die without trying this thing out. I'll regret it. So if you would regret it too, then let's give this thing a real shot."
Velvet considered ending this right here and now but for the first time, she felt like she might have something to live for post-Artorious. When he was dead and gone, Rokurou could give her a new goal to live for. She agreed and Rokurou's normally casual smile broke out into a beaming smile. He kissed her, sweetly, on the temple as she gathered her shirt and put it back on.
When she was dressed again, she looked at Rokurou again and added her own contingency. "Rokurou, we can do this but only under one condition. We need to keep this thing between us a secret. I can't have Eizen or Eleanor or Magilou, especially Magilou, seeing me as weak or vulnerable or as uncommitted to my cause. I can't have Artorious find out about you and try to use you against me. And I can't imagine how Phi will take this. The hand-holding, kissing, and anything more have to be kept for times we're truly alone. That amenable to you?"
"Are you embarrassed of me?" Rokurou asked with mock hurt. Velvet gave him a dirty look and a scowl. "Okay, okay", he said with his arms up in a I-Give-Up pose. He laughed. "That's probably for the best. It will make me have to keep my hands off of you. Otherwise, I would just be all over you all the time.", he admitted. He wrapped his arms around Velvet, running his hands all around her body. "But we're alone now.", Rokurou reminded her. Velvet laughed happily and began kissing him, a sweet, loving kiss. Rokurou could get used to this.