Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta!
Sqduirrel_Stone thank you for the prompt on this one!
Serena stood staring at the lake. They had just released the Yokai from its curse, and she had floated into the afterlife smiling.
She couldn't help but wonder if she was like that woman in a way, stuck loving a man who couldn't love her back.
He had released the Yokai and set it loose to attack her. That broke her heart.
She loved him still with everything inside of her. It hurt to think that the kisses and touches—the nights of passion they shared—just disappeared. Beryl had infected him with dark energy and it was destroying her.
She was left to remember their love all alone. He looked at her with hate while she couldn't force herself to reciprocate. No matter what he did to her or anyone else.
She was his completely, and he didn't want her anymore.
She slipped her shoes off and set them in the grass. She then waded ankle deep into the cool water of the now purified lake. She briefly wondered if the fish could tell the difference with the evil gone.
If only the evil in Darien would be removed too. But, even for her, holding onto hope was getting hard. Maybe it was because she always wondered if she was really good enough for him. She wasn't sure.
She wiped her tears that were falling and turned to the shore only to freeze as she saw him standing there.
"What the hell kind of hold do you have over me?!" He asked and his face was full of fury.
"I-I'm not doing anything. I'm just…I'm nothing to you," she choked out a sob as she said that truth.
"Then why the fuck am I always drawn to you?!"
"What? You released a Yokai to attack me. That's not being drawn to me." She looked at him in hurt and confusion.
He scowled, "if you were dead, it would release me from being drawn to you. It's that simple."
Tears poured down her face, "you want me dead?" She shook her head, "nevermind. I knew you did…just hearing you say it though..."
She walked backwards deeper in the water. She didn't care that she was clothed. She just had to put more distance between them. Despite what she believed, it turned out that her heart was able to break even more. He was destroying her.
"I could kill you now," he said smiling.
She cocked her head and felt as if ice water was running through her veins. She died for him once before, she followed him into death. She didn't know if she was strong enough to live now without his love either.
She walked towards him with her now wet clothes clinging to her body. She made it to shore, and she walked right up to him.
"If you really can kill me, then go ahead." She bared her neck to him. "I'm yours in every way, in life…and in death."
He moved quickly and grabbed her neck with his right hand and squeezed. "You shouldn't have offered me that! I can be rid of you, move on, and never think of you again!"
He watched her struggling for a breath she couldn't get, but her eyes were calm—accepting. He shook her in frustration and squeezed harder.
He saw she was about to pass out, and all of a sudden, he knew he had to stop, but he didn't know why. He released her and she collapsed on the ground, panting for breath.
He yelled out in frustration, grabbed her hair, and yanked her to her feet. He then locked eyes with her and said, "if I can't kill you, I'm going to fuck you out of my system."
Serena felt her whole being submit. Even like this, she could never deny him. She loved him too much, and desired him just as much.
"Willingly," she whispered.
His face registered the shock he felt. "You'd give yourself to a man that hates you?!"
"I'd give myself to you anytime," was her simple reply.
"I'm going to fuck you until I'm bored of you and you're out from under my skin."
He then grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. "Get naked."
She immediately began stripping for him, peeling her wet clothes off her body and dropping them in a pile on the ground. When she was naked, she stood in front of him and tried to not tremble with nerves.
He raked his eyes over her body. "I might hate you, but you're so sexy." He then fingered her pussy. "And wet, that's a surprise. You have kinks."
She didn't argue with him that it was actually his familiar touch that made her wet.
He then began pulling off his own clothes and stroking his cock looking at her. "Hands and knees. I'm going to take you doggystyle and cum in that pussy of yours until I don't think of you anymore."
She listened and waited for him to penetrate her. When he did, it was rough and he took her hard. It was obvious that he was trying to cum fast and get it all over with. He smacked her ass and said, "You will fucking take it. I hate you." He took her angrily.
She didn't care that he was being rough or saying words of hate rather than love. It was Darien, and she was there for him any way he needed her.
He pounded into her hard and suddenly his hips stilled, and he pulled out. She hated the feeling of loss she had. They had been connected in at least some way when he was taking her. And now he just stopped.
She sat down and looked at him with sad eyes. To her shock, he was crying. "What's wrong? I said you could have me. Why stop?"
"How could you let me treat you like that?"
"What?"
He raised a shaking hand and touched her cheek, "I love you, Serena. I said horrible things to you. I attacked you. Shit! I tried to kill you, and you still gave me your body."
She shut her eyes hard to try and shut out the hope running through her. "I belong to you. Even when you don't know that."
He kneeled in front of her and wrapped her tightly in his embrace. "I do now. The evil, it's gone. I couldn't have sex with you and remain dark. The evil fled at your light."
He pressed her to her back and hovered over her. "Serena, I love you so much. Could you ever forgive me?"
"You don't even have to ask. I have you back, that's all I want, my love."
He then made sweet, tender love to her near the picturesque lake.