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If That Is What It Takes
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You can sleep in my arms, you don't have to explain.
When your heart's crying out, baby, whisper my name.
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It all happened much too quickly. A feeling of utter satisfaction washed over Prince Diamond. A calm finally happened to his soul. Years and years, he had desired this! Dreamed about her night after night. He would wake up in a heavy sweat. The Prince could feel her in his arms, but when he woke, she wasn't there. It had all been a dream.
The constant disappointment of not having his Serenity weighed him down. He had everything a Prince would want. Riches, power, even a woman at his disposal, but never did he have his true desire: his Serenity.
Emerald had been a fun distraction. She kept him satisfied with her sarcastic wit and her desire to please him in mind, body, and spirit. But she wasn't Serenity.
Emerald would cry out his name and dig her nails into his back. Not Serenity. She wailed in sorrow as if she had just lost a loved one. Her arms refused to even touch him. Even now, she laid at the side of the bed.
The Prince slid the last button on his coat into place. His fingers ran through his hair, bringing his disheveled locks into obedience. His breathing was now calm as he regained his composure.
It had happened too fast. Maybe he should've taken his time. Wooed her just a little bit more. Once he had a small taste of her, the years of desire finally burst through his wall of patience. He had forced her onto the bed, claimed her fiercely, and left her to wallow in her own pity.
She would get use to him. She would soon learn that he really did love her and desire her...but he couldn't help himself when he saw her. Every time he thought of her with Endymion, he would cringe.
You are mine, my Queen. No one will touch you again. You are my desire, my love..
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I am so sore. My body feels like it is on fire! Oh, how wretched I feel! I just want my mom! I want to wake up in my own bed and realize this is all just a bad dream!
Serena refused to open her eyes. There was no desire in her heart to see that monster! Tears slipped down her cheeks again as she could feel the pain in her lower body.
I'm soiled...
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"Now, love, don't look so upset..."
Diamond almost looked sympathetic. Maybe he should've taken it a little slower. A smug look crossed his face. No...no, he shouldn't have.
Serena found her voice,"Y-you took what...you wanted! Please, please...let me go..."
Those soft blue eyes opened wide and looked into his. Perfect blue orbs begging to be released. Her hair was now undone, wild from his fingers in it. Her dress ripped at the waist. Fresh blood stained into the sheets.
He liked seeing her like this. Dominated. A feeling of pleasure rippled through his being. Yes, he enjoyed seeing her cowering.
"I will never let you go," he murmured. His fingers lifted her chin, his eyes wide with desire once again.
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"It isn't a trap, Cape Boy. Have I hurt you yet?"
Emerlad crossed her arms
Creak.
The door opened.
Darien turned to look at the woman beside him. He could hear the cries all the way from the hallway door. All they had to do was walk a few steps and open the master chamber door.
A sickening feeling washed over him. He could hear her crying again. Darien closed his eyes. He knew exactly what he was about to face. All of the courage that Tuxedo Mask had fled away.
Memories of his childhood flashed before his eyes. Alone and afraid. That was exactly how he felt. How could he even open that door? He was scared. And for the first time in his life, he didn't know what he was going to do.
"I...what do I do?..." He was talking to himself.
Emerald leaned against the stone wall. A sad smile replaced her grim frown. Her conscience pricked at her.
They really are just children...two young lovers who just found each other...and here it all just fell apart...
She felt sorry for him. Almost, at least. Clearing her throat, she already regretted what she said,"I will cause a distraction, cape boy...you grab your girl and I will do the rest...just...get her as far away from her as possible..."
He hesitated. Did he really have a choice? This was his only hope.
"...Emerald, I-.."
"Just do it. Ready or not..."
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This witch has me bound by her spell! To hell and back, will I ever control this fire?!
Diamond was already unbuttoning his coat once more. There was no control. His Queen was as intoxicating as a drug and he wanted her. There was no waiting, no time to woo her. Just to take.
His lips covered hers.
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The master chamber's door flew open. A loud swoosh caused the Prince of Darkness to look up from his conquest. A look of hate registered on his face.
"Emerald, you have two minutes to leave or so help me..."
"You've had your fun, Diamond. Let her go. Send her to the dungeon. I don't care, but I want her out of my palace."
Serena dare not move. The fingers that had pierced her flesh now were removed. subconsciously, she shifted and tried to cover as much as her exposed body as she could. Even in her sorrow and pain, she knew this was an opportunity. She had to get out of here.
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Cause I've reached out for you when the thunder is crashing up above.
You've given me your love.
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Diamond forgot his desires. He was angry. Marching towards Emerald, he grabbed her by the upper arms,"...who said anything about this being your palace?"
She was an annoying flea that bit him and he never knew exactly where to scratch. He wished only to squish the infernal creature, but he never had actually done it. She was a pest. A leech that latched onto him and sucked him dry of everything...why? Because she claimed to love him.
Oh, he had used her so many times. He dragged her around like a dog on a leash. Played with her emotions, her heart. And she didn't care one bit.
...maybe it was why they were so perfect for one another. They both were selfish and only took what they wanted and never really cared.
"Why, Prince Diamond, you finally got what you always wanted...isn't it time to let her go? Is she even as experienced as I?" She licked her lips and leaned closer to his ear. "...does she know how to kiss you...to pleasure you...does she cry your name?"
Her lips touched his teasingly.
Diamond gladly caved into her seduction.
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As quietly as possible, Serena inched off of the bed. Silence. Only the roaring fire could be heard in the room. She saw Diamond snake his arms around Emerald, his temporary conquest forgotten.
Glancing around, she saw an open door.
Her breath caught in her throat.
There he was. Tuxedo Mask had his finger over his mouth. She was to be quiet.
He knows. I must look degrading. My body hurts so much. I have to get to him. Oh, Darien, you're too late! Stop it, Serena! There is no time for this! You have to get out of here!
Slipping of her shoes, she slowly padded across the tile floor. There was no sound. Her eyes were focused on Diamond. Waiting to be caught like a mouse. She was so close!
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When you smile like the sun that shines through the pain.
That's why I'll be there.
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Their eyes were now glued on each other. Both of them held their breath. Inch by inch, Serena made herself across the room. Her fingers reached out and gripped tightly onto his suit Jacket.
His stomach twisted as she came closer. Her gown had been ripped up to her thighs. she didn't have an appearance of a Queen. Looked more like a broken angel. Her golden locks could almost touch the ground. Her face was as white as a ghost. And blood...
I'm too late...
Darien bit his lip. Anger, frustration, jealousy began to bite at his heart. He would be back...he would put Endymion's sword through his heart in one thrust.
His weak love nearly collapsed against him. There were no words. He pressed his finger to his lips once more. Slowly, he picked her frail body up.
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Emerald opened her eyes. Diamond was more than distracted. His hands raced up her back, grabbed her body firmly to his.
There, in the doorway, stood Tuxedo Mask. He cradled his young lover gently.
His blue eyes locked with hers, and he tipped his head.
Respect. A thank you between two enemies.
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