Author's note:
Hello everyone, and Happy official Brazillian Valentine's day.
To being honest with you all, all my Helluva Boss fanfics are on Hiatus because of the season 2... *DAMMIT BLITZO* anyway, thanks to Blitzo I have writer's block from mostly all my Helluva Boss fanfics. And I was about to enjoy my hiatus to do my college examns and Total Drama Fanfic...
However...
Chris the Zombie, that cretine, had the balls to actually publish a fanfic of Valentine's day on June... And the worst, he published on the wrong day, since today is the official Valentine's day in my Country. So I felt obligated to publish my Valentine's day chapter because it's a Holiday from my country and I needed to show my commitment with that.
*cough* Jokes aside, it took me days to write this chapter because I needed to focus in my studies.
And after that I possibly will be in writer's block because of Blitzo's fault... Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, because I made this chapter very special.
A fancy Mexican restaurant, adorned with vibrant colors and intricate decorations, exuding a warm and inviting atmosphere. Soft, traditional Mexican music plays in the background, blending with the gentle hum of conversations and the clinking of cutlery. The air is filled with the tantalizing aromas of authentic Mexican cuisine, making it a perfect spot for an intimate dinner.
The ambiance is a mix of romantic and casual, with an underlying tension as both characters navigate their unexpected marriage and attempt to find common ground.
Moxxie and Carmilla sit across from each other at a beautifully set table in the center of the VIP area of the restaurant. A large, they were enjoying the served variety of Mexican dishes, from sizzling fajitas to rich mole sauce-covered enchiladas, and a bottle of fine soda for both of them, from their last experience with alcohol and the idea of since one of them had to do an interview after the date. Moxxie was enjoying the casual idea of starting everything between them both.
They simply talked about silly things first, about their favorite type of music, if they enjoyed any kind of entertainment, like plays or soap operas which by coincidence doesn't seem different from their personalities. As Moxxie enjoyed talking about Phantom of Opera, and his iconic drama which should be appreciated from all the good culture of theater, Carmilla shared her views on how a good dramatic Corazón Salvaje had always captivated the views of many people who lived to see a good telenovela soap opera which indeed intrigued and made the imp curious what it was about.
Little by little both started to warm up with each other, as they were enjoying good food and even having a better time knowing each other.
"You know, I've always had a weird relationship with amusement parks. It all started back when I was a kid..." Moxxie decided to share something that indeed would be interesting to tell for his wife since it had been a good story that his father and his crew always enjoyed laughing when it comes to shit situations to make themselves have some laugh about it.
"Oh? Do tell." Carmilla raised her eyebrows as she had a little experience into going into Lulu world, it wasn't something that she would always enjoy doing, but having her daughters enjoying a good break and having time passing with her daughters indeed was worth the time they would pass into the lines or even enjoying the rolling coasters across the amusement park made by the king of Pride.
As time passed Moxxie decided to tell the story, around how a Racoon-themed mascot, a glue pistol, a few eggs, and a rubber glove managed to cause the most chaotic scenario that the mother of 2 couldn't stop staring with her mouth wide open...
"And that fucking thing chased me around the park. I swear it had it out for me. By the end of the day, I was so traumatized that I swore off amusement parks and their creepy mascots forever. And promised to myself that the first time I see a mascot following me I would give a headshot and burn their bodies with fire." Moxxie retold the story as the overlord of weapons couldn't contain her disbelief she let out a melodious laugh which suddenly she closed her mouth, while Moxxie stared at her confused.
"I'm sorry that was unlike me," Carmilla said as she regained composure which made Moxxe tilt his head.
"Why? It was a funny story," Moxxie commented as he often would laugh at himself in case that crazy situation happened and even as traumatic it was. He loved to see the others laughing from that experience, hell, even he laughed when he finally matured from that childish fear. "You should laugh more, because you have a beautiful laugh, Carmilla."
And on that moment the matriarch stopped, as a good part of her face was covered in a small blush, and she decided to remain polite.
"I thank you for the compliment," Carmilla said as she tried to contain the smile on her face. "That's very kind of you."
"I'm just telling the truth," Moxxie commented as a good part of his work seemed to be done fine, and he made the beautiful woman smile at him. "Knowing that you laughed and now smiled, indeed made my day."
"Wow, now aren't you el encantador?" Carmilla commented as she saw Moxxie tilting his head, and made Carmilla realize the language barrier. "I meant a silver tongue,"
"Oh, sorry to not understand firstly, since I speak more Italian than Spanish," Moxxie explained as the woman raised her eyebrow at the imp who just shrugged. "It's by my father's side of the family, we would need to speak Italian."
"Hmm, it's intriguing to know an imp knowing other languages. I'm impressed." Carmilla said as the imp smiled sheepishly.
The conversation about their lives continued as Carmilla learned more about the cultured imp who seemed to be way more interesting than she ever thought it would be, from knowing Italian to even having a very good story talking about weapons, what she could say? She loved weapons, sue her. But thankfully she wasn't the only one.
It was like a kinship where they talked about which heaving machine were the easiest and yet more effective to use, what kind of snipers were perfect for which distance, and if they preferred the classics or the most modern versions of the weapons around. They continue eating, enjoying the flavors of their meal. It had been a great lunch that both of them appreciated. Now it came to another question that Carmilla never thought to hear before.
"So Carmilla, I have to ask, how did someone as powerful as you get into the weapons trade?" Moxxie asked curious as he was interested to know how a big, powerful, and yet so interesting woman reached on the marketing of something that he always loved to know about.
From Carmilla's perspective, it had been a long time since someone asked her about that question, the only person who shared such a trustful story was the first friend she made in hell. Zestial, as it had been decades since she went to hell with her daughters.
"I used to lead a powerful cartel in Mexico. We were known for our expertise in weapons."Carmilla commented as she showed a good part of her face is in reflection of what would be as the thoughts and memories of the past crossed over her face... The time she lived on Earth, in her homeland... And once a family that she had before. "My husband and I controlled everything and controlled our region with an iron fist—until a rival group tore us apart... This created a rivalry between him and me, and when we reached our limit, in the end, we ended up killing each other in the conflict. But I ended up in Hell first."
Moxxie had his eyes wide open in surprise to learn more about the overlord who had been telling her story to him, as he listened to every word with calm and patience, as he looked sympathetic at the woman who just told him about the way she died.
"And your husband?" Moxxie asked, as the old woman gave a slight glance at what would be a glass of water, and from the time she could see a reflection of what would be of her past... The imp remained quiet as he waited until the Latina weapon mistress became ready to tell the rest of the story.
"He followed soon after. We avoided each other for many days and even went into conflict many times. But on Extermination Day, the Exterminators found him, and... well, let's just say he didn't last long. I became a widow twice over the same year," Carmilla sighed as she told the person she was engaged, and even as she sounded way over that time, it's still was a sensitive topic to talk about her life.
"That's... that's awful. Do you miss him?" Moxxie said sympathetic, as he could comprehend the times of conflict, every husband and wife must have, since arguments, but in case he saw that even they both would kill each other in hell, still from the tone of her voice, she could have been hurt and mourned for so long. So he had to ask, but surprisingly he saw the sinner Overlord shaking her head.
"Not anymore. We were both to blame for what happened. And in the end, I couldn't see him as someone I could trust to care for our daughters. It's a complicated feeling, but I've moved past it." Carmilla said as resolute as she would be, knowing that there wasn't a reason to lie to herself, it had been years even decades since such events happened over her life, and she didn't mind how things ended, since she became powerful and she knows knew how to take care of herself, and most important, her daughters...
"I understand. Thank you for sharing that with me." Then a soft voice was enough to make her blink at the imp who nodded his head and politely thanked her for the time she was sharing with him. "Sorry if I had been too intrusive and remind you of those bad memories."
"I wasn't Moxxie... Thank you for listening," Carmilla said as she smiled gently, as she felt a good part of a weight being lifted from her shoulders, it was good to take out a bit of that weight from her chest, and having someone she could trust to talk, indeed made her day feel more... herself. "It's... nice to talk about these things with someone who understands."
The conversation shifts, becoming lighter as they continue their meal. The evening progresses with shared stories and laughter, both of them finding unexpected comfort and connection in each other's company.
"I like many theatric plays, however, I never had the opportunity to engage around ballet plays," Moxxie confessed which Carmilla nodded her head in understanding.
'Well, even as part of the sinners died often, I remember there was a good portion of sinners who recorded some variation of the classics. But sadly many plays aren't the same in comparison to the greatest they had in the world where we were alive." Carmilla commented as she sighed sadly from the truth that she always feared to tell herself. "I still missed the times when I could visit other countries, just for the sake of watching some plays..."
"Is the world of the living that beautiful?" Moxxie asked intrigued but also curious, since he never had the chance to cross the human world, and from seeing the only demons allowed to go there were the ones who had permission from the sins of each Ring, but mostly Asmodeus was the one who gave the artifact allowing them to cross and do their missions.
"Well, there was the fact that we weren't at risk of being exterminated every chance they could give... Also, we were more free to cross to other places if we had the best conditions like money and power to do that... Sometimes I missed when I and mi hijas enjoyed our time in the playas del Acapulco, which is a beach in Mexico if you are curious." Carmilla described as Moxxie's eyes sparkling in curiosity, and from the tone of the matriarch and overlord saying such in nostalgia, he could see her mouth smiling as she was feeling happy with the good memories she had. "Once there was a time where it happened a ballet show from Don Quixote."
"Don Quixote de la Mancha?" Moxxie asked curious as Carmilla nodded her head. "I read the book but I never thought it had a ballet play of it."
Carmilla smiled as she nodded her head, from seeing many people never understanding or having the opportunity to know about such a great piece and the smooth dancing that ballet had given around the world.
"Si... I mean yes, it has, and it was something that always made me enjoy ballet... I personally developed my own style of combat being ballet-focused as I use my high-carbon "eutectoid" angelical steel, which this combination creates the sharpest ballet shoes that you would ever see in your life." Carmilla explained as she raised her leg and made a pose in which Moxxie had his eyes wide open and gave a stare around the tight leg and the x-marked tapes across her leg, and when it appeared the sneaker it showed how sharp it was indeed.
Moxxie couldn't help, but give a wolf whistle as he inspected close the leg. Carmila noticed the way her husband looked at her legs and she wasn't sure why he whistled if was for the angelical weapon she created, or for the fact she showed her leg for him. And at the moment the imp noticed the overlord was blushing, he then realized what he had done, and part of his face from red it became pink from blushing.
"I'm sorry, that came wrong." Moxxie regained his composure but at the moment of silence...But blushing from just an incident, that then on the next second, both couldn't help but start to laugh from that awkward moment. "Hahahaha, I'm so sorry,"
"No, it's fine..."Carmilla commented as she then coughed on her hand, and both looked away timidly as the scene happened which Moxxie then decided to give a look around... To his surprise, the mariachi band was on a break when they were focusing on their task on the floor under the VIP section, but they left a few instruments lying around. Carmilla then noticed the imp getting out of his seat as she raised her eyebrow. "Where are you going?"
Carmilla then noticed Moxxie appearing with what would be one guitar which was used mostly by the mariachi band which helped the music to make the restaurant more authentic, and with the imp using both his hands, he seemed to be comfortable using it.
"Well, why don't we appreciate a bit of music to break the awkward feeling," Moxxie said shily the overlord matriarch was still looking amused at him.
"Do you know how to play it?" Carmilla asked as she decided to enjoy another sip of water, and before she could even gulp she then started to hear the imp who was just using his fingers in a melodic song which made the weapon mistress suddenly pause and give a glance at her husband.
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The fast chords being played, as she could see the fingers of the imp going into full speed in a way that she never thought before, it was so intimate, and yet so fast, and familiar, something that she would listen to in some South American type of melody, and yet it made the whole attention of the imp who seemed to be enjoying to be playing with a few cords and then giving a good smile as he was appreciating the song he was doing for both of them.
"I think this would be just fine," Moxxie replied as he didn't notice the song he just played for his wife, he seemed to be simply testing over the both enjoy a good song and when he said it would help to break the awkward silence, she didn't know what to say, because now she was far more impressed than the time she ever listened to a guitar song before. It felt unique, it felt original. "I think this song looks good, what do you think?"
Carmilla remained in silence as she couldn't express what to say...
"Carajo," Clara commented as her sister Odette had to take out her glasses as she never thought to see an imp using such a fast fingerstyle on the chords of a guitar, and yet surprising not just them but their mother as well.
"You can say that again hermana," Odette replied as the duo watched the imp apologizing to their mother who just decided to laugh by being surprised once again. "I can't believe that our mother laughed more than once... in a day."
"It's kinda rare to see it," Clara commented as the duo whispered and tried to look around and thankfully their mother didn't spot them booth. But at the same time, they couldn't help but be emotional from everything happening. Since the funny story they had to bite their lips not to laugh loudly, but also felt sad for their mama who had the tragedy of their father who she never talked about to anyone...
But to say this imp was a person with many surprises was an understatement.
It didn't take long until the married couple could finally enjoy what would be the dessert for them... a few chocolate truffles over the table, and Moxxie was about to reach one of them. But then Carmilla stopped him.
"Before you savor the chocolates I must warn you that they are spicy," The weapon mistress commented as the imp was about to eat one of them, and immediately he froze. "It's a chocolate with pepper, an unusual type of a dish that people would never try... but a delicious chocolate that would cause a lot of feelings, sensations, passions."
Moxxie listened closely as he looked at what would be that he never thought of before. A single chocolate truffle could be potentially he never thought of before... A pepper...
"And from the truffles alone, you could guess which color the pepper was," Carmilla commented as Moxxie could see the darkness around each chocolate, which made him look at Carmilla who nodded her head at him. "Usually this kind of chocolate would be a courtesy for only VIPs, but thankfully only us around here, since I never allowed my daughters to be near to such terrific and yet satisfying chocolate ever made."
"Really? What does each chocolate have in special?" Moxxie asked intrigued and yet interested to know as even if he was with the guitar in his hands, he never thought chocolate would bring something temperating and yet dangerous to his life.
"On that one... they were made with pink peppers, which on that chocolate truffle, it can make your heart beat faster, and touch your emotions... it makes people had a slight sense of love the others more, had the feelings to walk holding their hands, and the desire to make the heart smile," Carmilla explained as Moxxie looked on a couple of truffles with now an interesting view and concept of the chocolate, he didn't believe if was true, but the philosophy around spice chocolate indeed was touching for him to admire and respect such chocolate. "Now, that one is the Adjuma chocolate truffle, which messes with your senses, and gives you more freedom of yourself, a concept of more self-love, and makes you more extroverted, makes you desire to have fun, walk more with your friends..."
"Interesting," Moxxie commented as he now looked interested in knowing if such a truffle would be helping a lot, and then he looked at the truffle he had in his hands. "And what about this one?"
"Your's is made with red pepper... with the recipe of this truffle..." Carmilla commented as she then hesitated, but seeing that Moxxie raised his eyebrow at her, she couldn't help but sigh. "That's a more deep flavored, dense, and should only take it as the last from the truffle... Firstly the tongue should taste the chocolate and the cracking content of the truffle before reaching the flavor, and when the spicy of the pepper is a surprise it opens all your inner feelings, which provokes passion, which makes the blossom flowers of love bloom, and make the new concept of spicing their lives..."
Moxxie blinked until he noticed the implication of those words, and then he realized what he was holding in his hands.
"An Aphrodisiac chocolate." Moxxie said as he slowly released the truffle over the table, sheepishly being afraid of what would be a bad choice at that moment. "Okay, I'm curious why the fuck they would add this with the food."
"Who knows?" Carmilla shrugged, as she was enjoying seeing the imp intimidated by one iconic chocolate that had been known as an iconic dessert in the restaurant. "Nobody can deny that this chocolates were Caliente."
Moxxie then had his eyes wide opened in surprise as he saw Carmilla holding one of them and placing it exactly in her mouth. Carmilla gave a satisfying smile as she felt the spice and good sweet flavor combination in her mouth.
"Since it's just both of us. And that annoying girl isn't nearby us to torment us. This has been one dish that it had been in my desire to experiment with for so long, and I thank you for giving me such an opportunity Moxxie." Carmilla said as the imp could hear the gratitude in her voice, and from nostalgia and even homesickness around her tone. "It had been something that I used to eat around my teenage years at Guanajuato City when I was just a simple girl who was in search of a way of survival, and yet enjoying the good feelings of spicing around my life... and that was the time I had to meet him. And just for eating this with someone I could trust, that would make me happy."
"Are you sure that it's fine Carmilla? I mean while I appreciate your trust in me, wouldn't you be risking yourself too much?" Moxxie asked as he then saw the grey face of the Latina milf warming up in a slight faint shade of red, a few drops of sweat appeared on her face, slightly but something that always made her give a warm smile on her face.
"I believe in you, but as a good time of we being together, I already warned you about their effects, so I think it would be fair if we shared two of the same type... Here, the pink pepper is slightly smooth, and something that I trust that you would love it." Carmilla said as she placed another one in her mouth while Moxxie had no idea what to do, but then seeing Carmilla smiling the sweat flavor to spice up their date, he was between turning down and focusing on professionalism... But then he remembered how nostalgic such a feeling she would have, and since he was her husband, and their date had been so good... He couldn't help but accept it.
Moxxie once again gave a deep look at the simple truffle and decided to taste it... a delicate truffle, its outer shell a rich, velvety dark chocolate that melts smoothly as it touches your tongue. The initial taste is a deep, luxurious cocoa, slightly bittersweet, that envelops your senses in a comforting embrace. As the chocolate begins to dissolve, a surprising note of pink pepper emerges, gently teasing your palate with its unique, exotic warmth.
The pink pepper adds an intriguing contrast, its subtle spiciness and floral undertones dancing playfully with the chocolate's richness. This combination creates a harmonious balance, where the chocolate's depth and the pepper's lightness intertwine, crafting an experience that is both grounding and uplifting.
This truffle does more than just tantalize his taste buds; it stirs his emotions. The complex interplay of flavors evokes a sense of excitement and passion, akin to the fluttering of a heartbeat when love is near. Each bite is a sensory journey, making him feel more connected to those around him, and enhancing the warmth and affection he shares.
As Moxxie felt a good heat inside of himself and his face gave a slight shade of pink and sweat drops around his face, he gave a look at the guitar he had in his hands, something he never thought he would do... Something hit around his vocal cords, and he couldn't help but see the woman in front of him, and overlord, but someone he saw beyond that, a woman that he promised that he would be always with, a matrimonial promise, as he promised that they would enjoy the date, and he never thought he would have so much fun like he was fun.
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And it was at that moment, that Moxxie started whistling which made Carmilla raise her eyebrows as she then for the first time started hearing the imp grab his guitar and start to play around with his whistle... And she was surprised when Moxxie decided to sing.
"You don't need a millions reasons, To smile without a reason, I've got one, will you stay?" Moxxie started to sing as his voice felt sincere the time the imp sang was expressing the meaning behind a woman who usually had been so serious most of the days, so he was provoking a smile at the weapon mistress. "And it's always the perfect season, to never stop believing, love works in mysterious ways"
Carmilla smirked as she could understand the meaning behind his words since a few days didn't pass and yet much chaos happened in such a way that both wouldn't understand, and yet the imp managed to make it sounds like the power of love was behind everything made by their fucked up... But she couldn't let it down, since she knew it had been the peppers talking to them, and she couldn't deny that she was enjoying the song.
"It's raining in the desert, I heard it on the news, the Sun won't even shine no more, since I'm not there with you." Moxxie started to give details about silly things and yet she couldn't help but smile as the imp was creative on the details, and even glanced at the vase of flowers and then brought to the Latina Overlord as he gave her a rose. "I'll pick you up with flowers, roses red or blue. A mattress and a table just for two"
Carmilla smiled as she winked at the imp who started to sing the chorus.
"A table just for two, it's only me and you, I'll stay here forever, I promise that is true." Moxxie sang, as the heat inside of him wanted to express a hidden feeling that he never thought would have bloomed in such a way, and yet he didn't care, it sounded so natural, and since he swore to himself to make up for both his wives... It was like his dedication and his own heart was singing, and he didn't deny it... He wanted to be louder and sing what he thought. "A table just for two, it's only me and you. I can make you breakfast and you could be my muse"
On that moment Moxxie started to whistle again, and Carmilla started to nod her head to the beat, as Moxxie softened his voice and played slowly the guitar, which Carmilla paid even more attention;
"Just four walls without your laughter, A book with empty chapters, A dock without a bay" Moxxie used metaphors to express what it would have been without Carmilla, as a person that indeed had changed so much his life, as the same way that he never thought it would have been so different than the life he had a month before. "And tell me what is the meaning, Of life without this feeling, And the sky is grey"
"It's raining in the desert, I heard it on the news, The Sun won't even shine no more, Since I'm not there with you." Then Carmilla felt it were so familiar the lyrics that even she couldn't help but sing together with the imp. And both were enjoying a good time enjoying another truffle together. "I'll pick you up with flowers, roses red or blue, A mattress and a table just for two"
"A table just for two, it's only me and you, I'll stay here forever, I promise that is true." Both Moxxie and Carmilla sang together as the duo seemed to have their faces sweating more, and from a good time imp and sinner seemed so comfortable with each other that they held their hands together, as their fingers intertwined as both decided to finish the song. "A table just for two, it's only me and you, I can make you breakfast, you could be my La la la la la"
And at a time like that, both ignored more about their problems and differently than taking another pink pepper truffle... Moxxie and Carmilla ignored the fact that differently than the traditional chocolate, they took something differently. The outer shell is a dark, almost mysterious chocolate, dense and smooth, inviting it to break through its glossy surface. As their teeth sink in, there's a satisfying crack that preludes the unfolding experience. Initially, their tongues are greeted by the robust flavor of premium dark chocolate, rich and velvety, enveloping your senses in a cocoon of deep, comforting cocoa.
Envision a truffle crafted for the end of their culinary journey, a finale that promises depth, intensity, and a symphony of sensations. The Pepper Truffle is an indulgence meant to be savored slowly, allowing each layer to reveal itself in its own time.
But it wasn't a pink one... but a red pepper one.
As the chocolate begins to melt, the essence of the truffle's core starts to emerge. Hidden within is the red pepper, a potent yet carefully balanced ingredient that waits for the perfect moment to make its entrance. Just as they think they tasted it all, a sudden, exhilarating burst of heat blossoms on their palates.
This is no ordinary spice; the red pepper infuses the chocolate with a bold, unexpected warmth that awakens every nerve ending. It's a crescendo of flavor that surprises and delights, stirring their innermost feelings and igniting a fire within. The spiciness isn't just heat—it's an awakening, a call to passion that resonates deep inside.
With each bite, the red pepper truffle doesn't just tantalize their taste buds; it reaches into their beings, provoking passions and emotions that lie dormant. It's as if the spicy surprise causes the blossoms of love to unfurl within their heart, each petal a new feeling, each bloom a new thought. This truffle redefines indulgence, offering a new perspective on how spice can elevate and enhance their lives.
As an aphrodisiac, the Red Pepper Truffle is more than a treat; it's an experience that kindles desire and deepens connections. It's a confection that invites you to share its warmth, to let its fiery essence inspire moments of intimacy and joy, making every shared bite a celebration of love and passion.
"Nop, nope, nope, nope, nope."Clara and Odette were chanting as they were closing their eyes as it turned out way worse than they expected.
"We gotta get out here," Clara whispered to her older sister who tried to find any possible and safe way to get out without calling attention...
And then it was the sound of the plates and the glasses on the floor as Carmilla was with a teasing smile on her face, and opening the bottoms of her clothing to the imp who was staring hungrily at her... They planned to do it loudly in the VIP section on the table.
"Okay, panic, panic, panic, panic." Odette said as she tried to find the right strategy to make both girls get out without any kind of mental scar...
Clara was trembling and closing her eyes and wanted so much to get out of there... They were in a situation where nothing would make it worse...
"Clara, Odette." Then the singing voice of their mother was enough to make them both stiff and slowly turn to see their mother lying on the table without looking at them... "You have two minutes to get out of this restaurant, or I'm going to destroy every single hellphone, and laptop, and even destroy your make-up and make you both without coffee and candies for a year..."
"Yes, Madre." Both Clara and Odette said in unison as they were ready to run away from the restaurant, which had been like a good way to save their minds and sanity...
"Good, I want to see Papi wrecking me and have his seed in me." And then those words came out from the matriarch which made the sound of glasses of their minds shattering...
It was too late to save their sanities now, and that would be a traumatic experience they wouldn't forget. But quickly they started to move, making loud noises to avoid any kind of thoughts of words their mother said to them.
And at the time both were alone, Carmilla giggled...
"Those two passed too much time spying on us," Carmilla said, as Moxxie started to kiss her neck.
"They aren't subtle, I hope your company is fine," Moxxie said as the overlord moaned and covered the face of her lover in kisses.
"They are going to be fine... now Papi... Chulo si... Make me your's" Carmilla said as Moxxie kissed, and when they needed to enjoy their time together... Moxxie undressed himself. Since he had an interview to do later. He was going to spend an intimate time with his wife, a perfect date...
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An hour passed as both Carmilla and Moxxie were exhausted, and yet he kissed every corner of her body, from the tips of her fingers to even the cheek of the loose hair of Carmilla, it had been something far different than before. When they were married, it had been lust. But now with that little date. It went a bit deeper and yet so magical in it... It had more passion, more intimacy, and when they looked at each other, as their tongues crossed... It had been something that they never thought it would have been fire to warm up something so deep inside of them.
A dessert that both would keep in their memories in the future.
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It didn't take long as both husband and wife were in their respective clothes, Carmilla finished tying her hair in her usual style while Moxxe was finally tying his tie, both remained quiet as they looked more professional than before. It was a comfortable silence, as both seemed pretty vocal about their intentions and both had a satisfied look on their faces, it was something different than the first days they were together, this time it felt more connected than before. Probably because Carmilla didn't have an annoying overlord to make it more kinky or even more lustfully than already was.
This time they felt like a connection, and Caliente as the overlord would say, but both knew that good things would come to an end, and both had important work to do.
"I will make sure that both my daughters will be grounded for leaving work just for the sake of spying on me, I apologize for the behavior of my daughters," Carmilla said in a polite tone, as Moxxie waved his hands.
"That's fine, they must have been worried about you, and I don't blame them for getting worried, but maybe we should do something about them spying on us," Moxxie commented as Carmilla raised her eyebrow at him. "Can you imagine if there would be others spying on us whenever we would be intimate? That would have been a nightmare."
Carmilla mused as she could see the potential truth in his words.
"I will talk with them, and make sure they won't do that again," Carmilla said as she gave her hand to the imp to shake, but she blushed as Moxxie smiled and kissed her hand, which made her feel a shiver in her spine. "Oh, mui malo, pervertido."
"Preferisco il termine amante" Moxxie replied in Italian as he couldn't comprehend very well Spanish, but pervertido would be something that he knew what it was, but decided to do the same thing by making the matriarch of the family, and yet the overlord of weapons blush from his answer.
"Amante..." Carmilla blushed as she felt that indeed a word that both Spanish and Italian share in common, 'lover', that had been the word that even without the spicy chocolate truffle they had, just the word of it made her heart skip a beat. And with him smiling at her, both couldn't help but laugh... "You are a surprise Moxxie."
"I can say the same about you, Carmilla," Moxxie said, as the duo seemed to be enjoying their time and were ready to resume their lives. And from the time Moxxie looked at his hellphone, it was indeed time for him to leave. The interview would happen in the next hour. "Time flies when you are having fun."
"Indeed it does my dear husband." Carmilla sighed sadly, both were enjoying so much their date, but she felt that she learned so much about the imp, and yet she knew there was much more to learn. But looking at how professional he was, in a way to find a job instead of exploring his connections from the vee's and from herself... Carmilla couldn't help but smile at the decision she just made. "Before you go... give me your gun."
"What?" Moxxie asked with his eyebrows raised, but before he could comment, Carmila walked to the corner of the VIP area, and from under the table, she took a suitcase that would be a perfect size for an imp to carry.
Carmilla's slow paces made the imp glance at her in curiosity, as she placed the suitcase above the table.
"While I admire that your choice of weapon is good enough to impress me... I think this one will be the key to making everyone around you take you seriously." Carmilla said as she let the suitcase be the view of the imp who was just staring in curiosity. "You could let this gun speak for you..."
Moxxie had his eyes open slowly at the statement, and slowly he opened the suitcase and his eyes could see the reflection of white runes across something he wasn't expecting to see.
"While I think Desert Eagles are too much valued, I always prefer A Colt as well, but in case for popularity and effectiveness... I think you could use both." Carmilla said as Moxxie stared at the opened suitcase, where there was, an Angelical Carmine Desert Eagle, as Angelical Carmine's Colt 1911. With their respective runes, glowing at what would be their gunslinger. "What did you think?"
"...I think I'm in love with you," Moxxie whispered, and Carmila felt not just pride, but a good blush appeared on her face, she never thought she would smile to see someone appreciating so much of her work. "This is by far the best gift a person ever gave to me... I'm going to treasure them forever."
"You better," Carmilla said as she narrowed her eyes at him playfully. "Those weapons would be envied on the whole Pride Ring, so you better be careful and know how to manage them..."
"Oh, I will, thank you Carmilla...I never thought to find someone so special in my life." Moxxie said as the overlord noticed something in his eyes, he was releasing a tear of happiness, which made the woman smile at him. And even as the time both approached, Moxxie gave a hug, and slowly gave a kiss on her neck, which made her shiver...
"You better go, or I'm going to make you stay late for your interview," Carmilla said as while she was enjoying the time, she needed to let him go... But not before taking one thing from his concealed carry weapon. "I'm going to take this chimera with me."
"Wha... oh, okay." Moxxie was surprised by the quick move of his wife, but knowing that she was doing the right thing, and with the gift Moxxie got from her... He wasn't going to say no. "Well, I think it's time for me to leave. It had been a wonderful time Carmilla."
"I feel the same Moxxie, now..." Carmilla smiled at the imp who just was about to leave, but not before she gave him one last big kiss on his lips... Like a usual first date ending, a see you soon kiss... Which made Moxxie's tail erect and his mind zapped for a few seconds... "Now, ándale esposo, ándale , you should not get late."
"Oh yeah, the interview," Moxxie said as he took the suitcase with him, and in a fast pace ran away from the VIP area, running from the time he would get to the interview... And leaving a very satisfied mother of two, businesswoman, overlord... With the smile of a good date, and the bill that she wouldn't mind paying for that time... Since he promised he would pay for their next date.
It was a lovely date.