"Stop killing these young women, Doffy. You are the reason why they are dying." Your voice was soft but stern. It could only erupt a cackle from the blonde man as he tossed the dead women to the side, patting a cushion that was next to him. The daggers you threw at him with your angered eyes made him freeze for just a second before sighing and getting up from his comfy seat, walking your way.
Of course, standing your ground, you watched him as he finally was in front of your annoyed form.
"My sweet princess, are we upset?" "You know exactly what you do. If it happens again, I will slip and harm you instead." Your words of threat were a turn on for him though and all he could do was give you a rough kiss before whispering in your ear:
"You're the only one for me, princess."
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'V is very very, extraordinary~'
The sight was beyond your imagination. Ocean blue eyes, chiseled jaw with a patch of blonde hair at the end of his chin. Tinted pink lips and buttercream blonde hair falling over his eyes, just barely peaking at you. He was absolutely stunning and you wondered why he covered up such a handsome face. You hadn't dared to ask, you were lucky enough to have him comfortable to the point of showing you, you would be damned if you pushed it with such a question he probably wouldn't even want to answer.
You couldn't help but softly touch his cheek. He accepted the gentle brush of your fingers, leaning just a bit against your hand. A shy smile curled on your lips as he looked right into your hypnotized eyes. He watched as you scanned his face, leaving his lips for last.
Almost as if you both had the same idea in mind, the two of you met halfway and connected your hungry lips with one another.
Your heart raced as you dreamt of this moment for 2 years. You harbored feelings for this muscular man known as the Massacre Soldier. His voice, his touch, his determination, his strength. It made you fall in love with him in many ways.
Pulling away made him want more but he could only smile when he saw your beautiful face painted red, relishing in the thought from the exchange the two of you just had.
"Don't get shy on me now..."
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'E is even more than anyone that you adore can~'
Romance was a struggle for the man you loved but god damn did he try. He was aggressive about it, getting flustered last minute. He would never admit it but even though he felt scattered brained and hot to the face when he saw you react to his acts of love, it made him feel good.
Valentine's Day was a day of love and you couldn't help but wonder if he decided to do anything for you at all. Not that you minded too much but even a single flower would bring you over the moon.
It was the evening time now and he is due back home any minute. The only thing you had in mind for him was a skimpy lingerie set that he would go crazy for. The skimpier the better. He loved it on you.
"What do we have here?" Of course he wouldn't come from the front door, why would he?
Tie lazily undone, bouquet of flowers in his hand and a fancy bag, straps on his wrist, with a bottle of champagne peaking out from it. A gasp escaped your lips as you ran to hug him tightly. You felt his hook on your lower back.
You wanted to do so many things with him. Talk, cuddle, have a drink, give him a nice massage, give him words of appreciation and love. Your eyes couldn't help but scan his face as he stared right back, wondering why you were making him feel like this.
"Come." Grabbing the flowers and smelling them, you smiled and placed them down on your side table as he followed you to the shared bed fit for royalty. Only the best for his beloved.
A shared kiss that was so sweet, it made him feel a ping of excitement. The innocence on your lips made him want to embrace you and tell you how much he loved you. His nerves would never let him do so though, he would get too flustered.
Your silk touch grazed his suited abs, going from his abdomen up to his chest. He wanted his clothes off to feel your warm soft skin touch his. He wanted your arms around his neck and his body pressed against yours. He wanted to take you and make you feel like you were in heaven.
