10: Aoi

I felt like I was floating. My body was so bright that I was sure I was glowing. My master felt incredible inside of me. I'd taken a lot of men to bed in my life, but they all paled in comparison to Lord Muzan.

And his name… I had never asked for it before, I didn't think I had earned the right, so when he gave it to me I thought I was going to pass out from shock alone. Not only had he given it to me freely but he wanted me to say it again and again. I would gladly scream his name at the top of my lungs if it meant he would fuck me so generously with his perfect cock.

Most days I had found myself waking up alone, but not today. Not after last night and for that I was grateful. I hadn't realized that I had fallen asleep with him sill deep inside of me, but when I woke up feeling stuffed my body flooded with pleasure.

I haven't had nightmares since the night I was sick. It had been months since then and I was sure it was because he had been around me more. I may wake up alone but there was hardly a night where we didn't lay next to each other in bed when I was ready for sleep. I was almost sure that he didn't need rest as a demon, so it warmed me to know that he would choose to lie next to me until I passed out.

As I began to wake up more I yelped in surprise when Lord Muzan began to move inside of me again. I was so sticky from last night, but he didn't seem to mind as he began thrusting and grabbing at my breasts.

My master didn't make much noise other than some breathy moans. The closer he got however the louder he became and I enjoyed all the sounds he graced me with.

"Good morning, little wife," he sounded pleased.

My body was tingling at his voice, "Ah, m-morning master M-Muzan, ngh..."

His hand slid up my stomach, across my chest, and against my throat where he tilted my head back a little so he could look at me. I knew I was panting hard but it only got worse as he picked up the pace.

He liked to go hard and fast. He liked to make me scream and to play my body like his own personal instrument. I enjoyed him using me to his hearts content.

His nails pressed into my throat but it wasn't enough to break skin. He hook his finger into the corner of my mouth to keep it open and I felt some drool running down my chin. He pulled me on top of him so I was riding him with my back facing him.

When he stilled I knew what he wanted and I began to grind myself on top of him, my pants getting harder and more erratic each time I impaled myself on him, "Master…" I moaned out.

He slapped my ass and I yelped, "Did you forget who am I already? I couldn't have possibly fucked you that good last night, did I little wife?" his voice was growling and he grabbed my hips and flipped us so that he was on top once more.

The sound of his flesh slapping against mine mercilessly seemed so loud. Tears welled in my cheeks at the force. Not because it hurt but because I was so relieved that my master wanted more from me. There was nothing I wouldn't have given him. I may just be a single, blind human woman, but I would've laid my life down for him gladly.

"L-Lord Muzan," I moaned between thrusts. He seemed to like that because within seconds we were both finishing. Despite all the rounds we went last night I was surprised my body could continue to take such pleasure.

When he was finished with me he pulled out and I could see him standing above me, aura as pink as ever. He leaned in close to kiss me and I was a little disappointed with how brief it was. He took my hand and led me to the bathroom where he began to draw a hot bath. I was instructed to get inside the tub. It was a bit of a task as I was sore all over, but I managed.

When my master began to apply soap into my hair I was startled. I had not expected him to perform such an intimate act with me.

"Lord Muzan? You are… washing me?"

He hummed in the back of his throat but said nothing more. I decided not to question his act of kindness and instead leaned into his talented fingers. They felt a little cool in comparison to the hot water, but it felt heavenly to have someone brush their fingers through my hair like that. When was the last time someone ever touched my hair anyway?

Sometimes the little girls at house Hina liked to help when I was getting ready. They had tiny hands and pure hearts, I couldn't imagine how they were fairing under Lady Hina's control. The woman who usually did my hair and makeup was always rough. She brushed my hair as if it were the most tiresome task and applied the makeup to my face harshly.

It had taken some time getting used to having a bare face. Even now and then I worried my master would suddenly think I was ugly and toss me aside for someone more beautiful. The nightmare I had flared in the back of my mind but thankfully my thoughts were distracted as water was poured over my head.

The soap washed off easily, when he was done washing the soap from my head my master allowed me to soak for a little while in the tub. He left momentarily, but when he returned I could hear the clinking of metal on metal. Had he brought a tray with him?

"Open your mouth," was the only instruction I received. He placed something sweet inside of it and I realized it was food. Whatever it was it was delicious.

"Oh. Mm, Lord Muzan what is this?"

He chuckled, "Do you like it?"

"It's delicious."

"Its strawberry cake. I picked it up this morning while you were asleep."

I felt my eyes widen. I couldn't stop the happy tears that fell from my face. He wiped them away, "Aw, my sweet little wife are your feelings for me that strong?" I had a feeling that he might have been smirking in pleasure, but it was hard to picture as I had never seen a smirk before, only been read to about them from books.

"Yes," I said with a shaky voice. I clutched the side of the tub and began to cry harder, "I can't thank you enough for taking me in master. It's like a dream, you are just perfect."

He titled my chin up with his hand and kissed me deeply. I wanted to wrap my arms around him but I also didn't want to his get his hair and clothes wet. He let out a short laugh as he kissed me before pulling away.

"I don't normally care for compliments little wife, but I could listen to that pretty mouth of yours spout them all day."

My cheeks warmed, and I was delighted that when I asked for more cake he gave it to me. He finished up my bath, dried me, and helped me into a soft kimono. I marveled at the way the cloth felt on my body, it seemed that he always had something of high quality to dress me in.

"Little wife tonight we will make an appearance on the town. There is something I would like to show you. However before we leave I would like to know something."

"Of course master. What is it?"

"Why did you hide the fact that you knew this whole time? Tell me, out loud, what it is I am and why you hid it."

My cheeks went red. I felt around until my hands touched his lap and I knelt down on my knees for him. I looked up in the general direction of his face and I was surprised when he took my face in his hands to hold me still.

"I never meant to deceive you master. I honestly thought you knew. A Demons aura exudes a certain kind of um, power that is different from normal people or demon slayers. There is a sense of darkness to them."

He tucked some of my hair behind my ear, "And you were not afraid of me?"
I shut my eyes and allowed myself to feel the softness of his hands on me, "No master. Well… perhaps a tiny bit, but I found that I admired your strength. I could tell you were powerful immediately and for whatever reason you wanted me as your bride. Even if it was just to eat me you would've been doing me a favor getting me out of that house. You truly saved me."

"Hmm," his deep voice rumbled and he took one hand to stroke my hair. I sighed happily and he lowered his voice, "So tell me little wife. Can you see all demons?"

"Yes. Yours is different though. I'm not sure how to describe it."

He chuckled, "I think I know the reason for that, but I don't feel like going into detail. Just know that you will never be safer than by my side." He sighed and titled my head again to look at him, "little wife, now that we have joined in such a way, I will go mad without you. So swear to me that no matter what I do from now on, no matter what I show you, or what I do to others, you are not allowed to flee. Your life is cemented in mine forever. You are not allowed to feel fear at my being."

I held his hand that was still resting against my cheek, "I suppose it's a blessing that I cannot see then. I've never seen someone be killed, but I can't imagine it being pleasant. But what I feel doesn't matter master. Not as long as I have you."

He let out a short, airy laugh, "Good girl. Now stand and prepare yourself for the long night ahead."

Lord Muzan brought me down the stairs and out the door. Tonight the air was still and warm, it was the perfect early spring night. I loved the way the blooming flowers smelled and how the sounds of the river danced in my ears.

As we settled into the carriage I glanced out the window but was dismayed that I couldn't see the flowers like I had on the mountains. It had been some time since our little accident, so I wondered if he would be willing to take me back there.

"Master, Lord Muzan, may I ask something of you?"
He grunted, "You may."

"Would you ever consider going back up to the mountaintops?"
Master scoffed, "Why would you want to go back after all the terrible things that happened up there."

I lowered my gaze, "It was beautiful up there master. I could see the world in a different light. But… I understand if you do not wish to return."

He reached forward to caress my knee, "I will think on it. You have been good since then and I suppose a little trip would do us both some good. After all, ever since I claimed you last night I find the idea of returning to work nearly impossible."

I hummed in thought, "Master, may I ask what it is you do?"

His aura faded to a pale gray and he distanced himself from me. I immediately felt bad and was about to correct myself when he spoke, "It is several personal projects of mine. Don't trouble yourself with the thought of it little wife."

I nodded and left it at that. I wanted to ask more, but I also didn't want to anger him. Perhaps it was demon related business and he didn't think I would understand, or maybe he didn't want me to know in case more demon slayers came for us.

The ride was silent and when we arrived at our destination I grew confused when we entered a building that smelled of cleaning supplies and death. I had only been here once when I was young, after the demon attacked my parents, but the stench was unforgettable.

"Are we in a hospital master?"

Lord Muzan slid a hand around my waist and I blushed. He had never held me like this before. We approached a woman sitting at a desk and he began to speak, "I would like to visit room 302 tonight."

"Visiting hours are over sir. You can come back in the morning."

The sound of a paper being unfolded could be heard. The woman took it and a small gasp escaped her lips, "Oh goodness. Yes I suppose I could make an exception. My deepest condolences dear. Please go right on up."

My confusion only grew as my master led me away and up a series of stairs. We approached a room and I peaked inside. There, lying down, was an all too familiar aura. I felt my heart stop and I clutched on to my masters shirt. My legs lost their balance and he caught me as I nearly collapsed.

"M-master please wh-why have you brought me to her? Have I done something wrong? I'm sorry, please forgive me I – I..." my voice caught in my throat and I was crying profusely. I was only momentarily relieved when he silenced my sobbing with a soft kiss.

"Little wife don't jump to conclusions so quickly. I made it so this woman can never take you away or harm you again. She is nothing but a sad, bedridden mass now. I never planned on showing you this, but you need to know the extent I am willing to go to keep you mine. Nothing will stand in my way, or yours, ever again."

He kissed me once more before forcing me to turn around and enter the room. My mothers aura was the angriest red I had ever seen, but it switched to fear the moment she heard my masters voice. I could hear the bed sheets rustling as if she were trying to run away.

"Little wife, she is nothing now. This is the reality you face when living with me. Even if this terrifies you remember the promise you made to me. I will no longer let you run out of my life."

He took my hand and led me a little closer to her. There were soft gurgling noises coming out Lady Hina's mouth. She sounded awful and in pain.

"Tell me master."

"What would like to know?"

"What did you do to her?"

I felt him smile against my neck as he pressed his lips to the skin there. I listened, silently, as he described all the torture he had done. All of the horrible things he made her endure just to get her to feel a fraction of the pain she had put me through.

A normal person would have screamed and ran away at what he was telling me. They would've cried and broken down, but I had known what he was from the start. I couldn't say I wasn't expecting something like this, I just didn't expect him to go after my previous master.

In a way, I was ashamed to admit that it endeared me. That he would be willing to go through such lengths to protect me. Lady Hina was the greatest source of my pain, so to feel her tremble under my touch and scream without words was more satisfactory than it should've been.

I laughed ironically when my master told me he ripped out her eyeballs. He seemed surprised at my reaction and he whispered in my ear, "Does this not terrify you my wife?"

"If it were anyone else perhaps. If I hadn't recognized you as a demon, then perhaps even more so. But as it stand I am… at peace. Happy even." Even after knowing what he had done to this woman, my feelings for him did not waver. I loved him through and through.

Most people might have said they wouldn't have wished this fate on even their greatest enemy. Those people had never felt pain like me. They never felt love towards a master like me. They never had to be me.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly. I could feel his length pressing into me and I gasped when he pulled up the bottom half of my kimono. I blushed in embarrassment.

"H-here master?"

"I don't see why not. She can't see us anyway. This pathetic women deserves to know just how happy you really are."

My brain turned to mush when he kissed the back of my neck. I wasn't sure how I felt about this, "Master, ah, this is..." my voice trailed off when he entered me. I was not prepared for this mentally, though physically I was an eager waterfall ready to receive. I clutched the side of the hospital bed as he began to fuck me faster and faster.

"We could tell her all the dirty little things I've done to your body, but I think it's best we show her. She has no choice but to listen after all as they removed all of her damaged limbs. Listen to her Lady Hina. Listen to the sounds of your precious Oiran daughter as I fuck her into submission. As I, the Lord of all demons, claim her as mine and mine alone." He let out a sharp laugh as he pounded into me.

He grabbed my hair in his fist, forcing my head up and I panted as I could feel every inch of him inside of me. What he said caught me off guard, was he really the Lord of the demons? It would make sense considering the feel of his aura, and he wanted no one else but me. Could I have been any more fortunate?

While being fucked over my mothers broken body felt weird and more than a little sacrilegious, I couldn't lie that it felt good to rub my good fortune in that snobby face of hers. I could only imagine what kind of a messed up pile of meat she looked like.

When I came my master was still finding his pleasure. I finished once more before he was done and I was breathing hard, my legs shaking. He held me up and some of him dripped out of me as I stood straight.

He took my hand as a sign that he was ready for us to take our leave but I stopped him, "If I may master I would like to say one last thing."

"Go ahead."

I went back to her bedside where I found her face. Her eyelids had not been stitched shut and I accidentally poked her skull as I was feeling her face. She squirmed but I ignored it. I felt a wetness on her face and I was stunned as I had never seen or heard her cry before.

Despite the tears there was no sadness in her aura, only anger. She did not regret what she had done to me, nor did I. As one final goodbye present I struck her face with all the might I could muster. I'm sure it wasn't much in comparison to what my master had done, but it still felt good. She let out a small grunt of pain.

"Lady Hina, mother, I hope you rot in this bed. I always did everything you had ever asked of me, endured every bruise and mark you gave me, but not once did I ever hear a thank you. Not once did I ever get the tiniest bit of gratitude from you. The only thing I will ever regret not knowing is if you ever truly loved me before the attack. It was so long ago, but even then I think I remember you had told me you loved me once. What changed? What made you so cruel? Do you blame me for your husbands death?"

I felt her body shaking. Her anger melted into the most sorrowful blue. I was sure she was crying again now but I wasn't sure if it was because she was relieving the memories or if because she was afraid. She didn't seem afraid if I had to guess. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and held her still. It felt wiry and thin, I was sure it was from the stress.

"You don't get to be sad after all this. Not after what you put me through. If that man was my father like you had said, I'm sure he'd be disappointed at the person you've become. I don't ever want to see your ugly aura again, Hina."

I let her go and a sense of relief flooded over me. She was truly a broken woman now. While it struck me odd that I had taken this all in such stride, it was an honest relief. She would never haunt me again.

As we left I wrapped my arms around my masters arm and leaned against him, "Thank you master. That was far more cathartic then I realized."

We got back into the carriage and he had me sit on his lap on the way home. I did so gladly and thanked him over and over again. Today just made me love him all the more.