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She stared over at him, breathlessly, speechless, eyes wide, flushed slightly, gaping, before making to whirl around and storm away.
"Wait-!" He chased after her, desperately, heart hammering. "Wait, Please-!"
She stopped short, hearing something in the tone of his voice, and hesitated, trembling faintly, turning, back towards him, to see him; He was kneeling, on the ground, on one knee, before her.
"Please…." He said again, eyes tightly shut, head hanging.
She stopped in place, dizzied, feeling heat rise in her face, and crossed her arms, huffing. "A-alright. Fine-"
He sighed, before drawing himself up, standing tall, to his full height, stepping closer to her, eyes flashing, confidence and passion burning in his gaze. She looked up at him, unable to glance away from his eyes.
"I like you, Emi."
She froze. Trembling, she turned slightly away, flushed.
Silence.
"Y-You like me…?" She breathed, whispering, voice shaky.
"That's right."
"A-As…As a friend…?" she managed, stammering, glowing red.
"Not really." He glared back at her, twitching.
Silence. She exhaled, dizzied, flushed. "You like me? What is this, second grade-?"
He grinned, smug, after a moment. "I can't tell. You and that chest definitely belong in elementary school-"
She yelped, bright red, furious, but her voice died off, trailing away, a moment later.
Maou stared at her, weirdly, slightly confused.
"What?" He said at last, when she didn't seem able to speak.
"I…I think you're confessing to me-"
"So what if I am-?" He grinned, pulse racing. "It's just as you said. I'm in love with you."
She swayed, just a bit, in place, rooted to the ground, saying nothing. Her heart raced.
She could feel the heat in her cheeks and body…
"Come with me."
(Thirty minutes later)
Maou followed Emi, speechless, to her place, and she said nothing the entire time, unable to turn back to face him, unable to look at him, unable to meet his eyes.
When they finally reached her, door, she made her way inside, and he followed, in silence, a bit bewildered, taking his shoes and jacket off, hanging them on a hook nearby.
Emi made her way into the kitchen, silently, and Maou wandered into her living room, somehow unable to take a seat, standing by her couch.
He heard Emi step into the room, behind him, and turned, grinning. "Oh, I almost forgot." He pulled a small white envelope out of his back pocket, holding it out to her. "Your checks from the past two weeks-"
She glowered up at him, glaring, hands on her hips. "Are you serious? I wasn't working, you did all the work. You keep it-"
He laughed. "No way. Ask anyone, it was you working every time."
She raised an eyebrow at him. "I did ask someone. I asked Rika, and she said you were using hypnosis to impersonate me."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose, sheepishly, holding the envelope out to her. "Ask anyone but Rika."
A moment of silence, and Emi felt her heartbeat racing…She felt heat swim in her face, and lowered her eyes, slowly, to her toes.
She took a step towards him, moving to unbutton her shirt, wordlessly.
Maou's eyes widened, and he tilted his head, as she stepped closer to him. "No, wait-"
She stopped, and looked up at him, tears welling up in her eyes.
"No. Don't take your clothes off, don't undress. We aren't going to have sex-" Maou managed, feeling desire begin to rise in him as well.
She looked away, flushed. "Why…?" She whispered, quietly, bright red.
"I…I promised I would prove to you…" He held his temple, overwhelmed, seeing the blush in her cheeks. "I promised I would show you that I don't just want your body-"
She jumped a bit, as if jolted, and the atmosphere between them was fiery…Intense.
Full of passion. Emi Met his gaze, and he took a deep breath.
She took a step back, feeling that strange warmth, the desire to be loved by Maou, the shame of wanting Maou to embrace her, fill her. "Is…Isn't there anything Else I can do for you, then…?"
He laughed. "I'm hungry. Make me a sandwich."
Her face hardened, set, determined. "Yes."
As she shuffled off, out of the room, into the kitchen, Maou watched her go, feeling extremely strange. He watched her, as she worked, in the kitchen, from the living room, still standing next to her sofa.
He watched her Open the fridge, and pull out some bread, some meat, lettuce…He watched her take a knife to the lettuce on a cutting board.
He watched her set meat, and cheese on the bread, silently, and then chuckled, setting a hand to his face, covering his eyes, absurdly stimulated.
"This…This is profoundly sexual already." He said, shaking his head.
She paused, in the middle of cutting the sandwich down the middle, and glanced back over at him, meeting his eyes, slightly confused. "What-?!"
"To be honest, I've always been suspicious of my own motivations…" He sighed, cursing himself, walking over to one end of the living room, facing away from her, staring up at a picture of a sailboat on the wall.
A moment of silence.
"Do you remember, six months ago, when I asked you to sew my shirt up for me?"
"Yes." She tilted her head. She did remember. "Why-?"
He just watched the painting of the sailboat on the way, unmoving. "I said 'Sew this up for me'. You said 'Okay'."
Maou turned back to face her. She nodded, curious.
"To be fair, that shouldn't have had any real effect on me. Instead, it was insanely enticing, somehow…" He mused, slightly annoyed. "Because of your unusual obedience. After that, I started thinking about you, in a sexual sense, in a romantic way. Because I was addicted to the idea of making you submit to me."
Furious, bright red, blushing, she squeaked. "You would-! You irredeemable pervert-!"
He laughed, hand on his face, scowling a bit. "Fair enough. Well, what do you want from me? Should I stand here, in your living room, fabricating some story out of whatever comes to mind…? Or did you want the truth-?"
"Make shit up-!" She squealed, furiously red. "Don't say you fantasize about d-dominating me-!"
She trembled, radiantly red, voice trembling, overwhelming heat in her face and body, as the word 'Dominating' crossed her lips. Maou just stared at her, eyes wide, twitching.
He grinned, faintly, almost defeated, as desire coursed through him.
She shivered. "A-Ah…"
A moment of silence.
The atmosphere, the air, the tension in the room, was electric. The word 'Dominating' seemed to hang in the air, suspended between them.
"Come here for a second." Maou almost whispered, voice set.
"N-No!" She managed, snapping, flushed, but her body moved regardless, crossing back into the living room, and standing before him.
They just looked at one another, for a moment, Maou staring into her eyes, passion burning in his gaze, and Emi trembling, overwhelmed, bright red, unable to look away from his eyes, dizzied, humiliated.
"I…I changed my mind..!"
Silence.
He stared at her, silent, unmoving, and she glared at him, disbelieving, furiously red, steaming red.
She wailed quietly, when he turned slightly, looking away, shutting his eyes, smug.
He took a small step towards her, after a moment, and she stepped into him, dizzied, dazed. He wrapped his arms around her, slowly, pulling her into him, close to him, setting his forehead down against hers. Emi was barely breathing, and he was breathing shallowly.
His eyes closed, and she continued staring, overwhelmed, up at him. He held her there, for a moment, tightly, before his hand wandered down to grab her ass.
She squeaked, quietly, flushed, overcome, speechless, breathless.
His eyes snapped back open, and he met her gaze. She trembled under his eyes, as he began to close the distance between them…
Their lips met.
At first, it was just a tender, sweet kiss, lips locked tightly together, unmoving. Maou wrapped both his arms, tightly, around her waist. They broke apart, and Emi could feel that her body was on fire, lighting up, heat in her head, in her face, between her legs. He held her, pressed up against him.
Her lips tingled.
His eyes were ravenous, but controlled, and when she met his eyes, she shivered a bit in his arms. He set his mouth on hers again, and forced his tongue into her, pushing her backwards, into a wall. She gasped, flushed, in between savage liplocks, finding his tongue again, with her tongue, as he pressed into her mouth again.
"I promised I wouldn't touch you until our wedding night-" He cursed himself, furious, after a moment.
She panted, weakly, in his arms, tears welling up in her eyes, and she leaned her face on his shoulder.
A moment of silence, as he took a step back, away from her, his heart aching.
She struggled to choke back tears, bright red, emotions roiling inside her. "Wedding night…?" She glared up at him, flushed, tears welling up in her eyes, furiously red, with happiness building in the back of her heart. "Are you just deciding I'll marry you on your own-?!"
He laughed, looking down for a moment, then glancing away.
She whirled around, turning away from him, desperate to hide the happy tears streaming down her face. He teleported back in front of her, however, on one knee, eyes downcast, pulling a small velvet box out of his inside jacket pocket.
"Actually, If you're hoping to reject me-" He looked back up at her, grinning faintly, passion and fire burning in his eyes, confident, but slightly sad. "Now's your chance."
She felt her hands come up to cover her mouth, trembling, unable to look away from him, horrified, thrilled, eyes wide, relentless tears drying to streaks on her face, joy pounding in her veins, ice in her blood, bright red. "M-Maou…?" She whispered, stammering.
"Be my wife. I'm obsessed with you, and I love you more than anything, Emilia."
Emi covered her red face with both hands, tears refusing to stop pouring down her cheeks.
"Become my consort. You'd make a great demon queen-" he teased, smirking, eyes narrowing.
"Demon queen-?!" She squeaked, flushed, bright red. "What the hell-!"
Maou laughed.
She frowned, severely, glancing sourly away, trailing off, radiantly red.
"Y-Yes." She managed, after a moment, voice barely a whisper.
Maou seemed to take this in stride, standing slowly, and she met his eyes, alarmed, flushed, breathless. She looked down at her finger, in a daze, where he had placed a shimmering diamond ring.
Silence.
"I'm…I'm your wife…"
He laughed, tilting his head. "As far as I know, that's not how this works-"
She glowed red, eyes downcast, pointing at the ring on her finger. "It's…I-it's church tradition...in Ente Isla…" She whispered, fabricating her story on the spot, as she went along. "When you put this on me…we're…"
Silence. Maou rubbed the bridge of his nose, intrigued.
"I'm…your wife." She said, at last, looking back up at him, teary eyed.
"Fascinating-" He grinned, slightly suspicious. "On Earth, I hear there's traditionally a ceremony involved."
She flushed, looking sourly away. "You're still on the hook for a ceremony. And a dress, and golden rings-"
He held his head in one hand, chuckling. "Thank god. I was afraid we'd have too much money in the coming weeks-"
His voice trailed off, and his eyes widened. Slowly, he turned to face her, donning a wicked grin. "Does that make this our honeymoon?"
She nodded, trembling slightly, biting her fist, looking away, bright red.
Ex-v: Did you have fun? Did you enjoy it? I really hope so! Lemon coming up, right guys? I have that Lemon in the next chapter of "storm" too, I'll put that up within the next few hours, or maybe tomorrow morning :D
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