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"Quit." He growls lowly against the heated flesh as he slaps her ass, causing a moan to spill from her mouth and her hips to twitch again. In response to her disobedience, Lucian harshly bites her right thigh- his left- until he hears her screech in pain and he's sure that his mark'll be left for days- when he pulled back it looked deep red against her otherwise pale skin.
That would definitely have to change...
He's quick to bite her again before he all but rips off the lightly stained dress and her rather plain looking panties and thrusts into her without a thought to if he was hurting her or not, his rage was already boiling over and in remembering why he even did this in the first place, he sinks his teeth deep into the junction between his lover's shoulder and neck.
She notices he's already going at a quick, harsh pace and whimpers as he adds yet another injury to her once "pure" body. She sinks her canines into her lower lip, eyebrows furrowing and her mouth attempting to open as she tries to push her blonde hair out of her mouth before she feels like she choking.
It's strange how contradicting her body is- one part of her screaming for her to run, scream, do something other than just stay and deal with this spawn, and the other just telling her to lay low; they've even begun fighting over things as simple as hair in her mouth. She smiles and, despite her current situation, lets out an airy laugh that effectively blows her hair from her mouth.
"You think you can just fucking ditch me, don't you? Well here's a shocker, princess, I fucking own you. Got that?" He growled, his eyes narrowing and his grip tightening on his property's waist.
She can barely nod and whimper her short agreement before her logical sense is gone and she's back in a space of her own-
At this, he simply quickens his thrusts- making damn well sure that she understands just how much he had really been hurt and, as he likes to say,:
Karma's a bitch.
"Yes...yes..~" She barely finds the time or breath to throw out her light, airy praises with the way he's thrusting and the way her body is quickly falling out of her control.
Roslyn hears him growl in frustration and ram into her, throwing her head against the wall and causing her vision to fade for a minute- he was trying to get back at her and was succeeding.
She is already close, or, at least close enough to forget the harsh grit of the mattress practically filleting her back and Len's long, sharpened nails tearing at her body. She doesn't even realize that her eyes have rolled back and her cascading blonde lashes are fluttering closed against the fabric still covering her eyes, her consciousness is fading in and out and slowly forgetting the lovely little tidbit of information he had translated to her just moments earlier.
Harshly, she feels his hot hands grip her bruised thighs and move them farther apart before barking his order, "Wider."
Just as she's trying to adjust and listen to his order in her confused brain, he's pounding into her even more erratically and leaving her with her voice and breath caught in her throat, her long legs desperately going to grip around his waist again as she slides taunt.
He digs his nails into the pale skin and growls, "I said wider, you damn slut." He snaps, smirking devilishly as her blood arises from the scratches and she lets out a long, pained and frustrated moan.
"Please...Lu-!" Without warning, the demon grips her legs and, in one swift movement, he shoves one down onto the hard edge of the bed- resulting in a pop as her bone begins to crack from the force- and hoists one up his body as far as possible before beginning his harsh onslaught once more.
"Ah!" Her hips are twitching crazily and Len can feel her legs quivering in his grasp, her toes curling and desperate tears beginning to moisten her blindfold. "Please! N-no more...! I- un~ C-cant-!" She bucks her hips towards his own, gasping gratefully as his length slid in a bit farther.
"You will hold on until I say otherwise, got it?" He growls, covering his lover's quivering form with his own body and breathing in the smell of her sweat, blood, and the rotting scent of...love...?
Even like this, marred and almost on the verge of sobbing, she still loved him...
With a breathy voice, she begs him- her brain straining to put together even a semi-coherent sentence, "Don't...!" Her voice cracks and snaps up an octave, blue eyes widening as he only continues to ram into her and she feels one of his rough hands travel up her body, pausing to cup her exposed breasts for a moment, and then continuing to move up towards her neck.
"I will do whatever the fuck I want, so just shut up." He quips.
Her breathing heightens and she squirms again, her body quivering and trying to jerk away from him as his nails scrape over the soft skin- one small swipe and she'd be over.
Surely he wouldn't...
All she can hear is her heart pounding and blood rushing through her ears as his hands freeze and tighten slightly around her neck. Then quickly, she gasps as light- however dark- floods her vision and the demon's face is mere millimeters from her face. She whines in need as he continues to use his entire length and her demonic lover shoves his lips onto hers to ravish her mouth- barely giving either of them anytime to speak or breathe.
But when he groans desperately in her mouth, she shivers and arches her back into him- their chests brushing against each other's-, she knew he was getting close.
It was only when he was losing control did he ever make any noise...
She pants as he drives into her with almost enough force to break her, his nails sinking into her bony hips now and drawing blood as he leans closer to her again, barely brushing against her lips as he goes to whisper darkly in her ear.
"Cum for me, slut."
With one last thrust, they're both gone, with the "sweet" angel cursing and writhing underneath her lover as she cums with him and Lucian growling, not even noticing just how much he really is tearing the small blonde- nothing else mattered, everything faded and all they could hear was the other's sounds- could only see their lovers in a way no one else ever would.
The only thing that mattered to them at that moment was their other half, their half that was so willing to put up with this fragile, patched up romance.
When they're finally spent, they stare at each other for a minute, chests heaving and bodies glistening with sweat. Then slowly, Lucian releases his grip on those bloody hips and raises his hands- after sitting back on his knees- to wipe away the tears gathering at the edge of his angel's blue eyes and long blonde lashes before brushing her hair out of her face to gently kiss her soft, bitten into lips.
"Lui..." she murmurs as he pulls back, shivering as he shifts his position slightly, "I really am sorry..."
"Don't apologize, angel." His hands run down her back and he feels a small pang of guilt in his stomach as his angel flinches in pain. "I still love you...and I always will. Understand?"
She nods once before wrapping her thin arms around his waist and nuzzling into his chest. "Yes, sir."
~FIN.~
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