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C29- ☆Lost in You☆

Present Day

It is the sad truth, the truth that Nao could barely hide how much she likes the demon she befriended. Love was still far fetched but she knew that she was undeniably and unbearably attracted to Muzan.

No man has ever held her the way Muzan has and he was the only one who could make her feel so at ease and so, so safe... The idea itself made her feel calm and relaxed as if being with Muzan was the only thing that felt right at the moment. His strong arms and soft hand that would hold her as if reassuring her that nothing could ever go wrong, it was bliss.

Nao cannot help but be captivated. It didn't help the fact that he also liked her and Muzan was not even being discreet about it, openly showing her his affections. He would sneak a kiss or two once in a while or he would simply hold her hand and give it a gentle squeeze like he always do.

His eyes would look at her filled with adoration and Nao couldn't help but feel enamored by his intense gaze everytime.

Nao would forget who she was everytime they were together because it seemed like she could be herself infront of him and not put up any pretenses to gain favor. She was not the younger sister of Kagaya when she's with Muzan, but she was simply Nao.

Nao did not lie to Muzan but she wanted his attention solely on her and even when he's working away with his weird potions in his lab, Nao would sat near him and observe him work in a rather tamed manner... An action that is very unlike her. All the energy and pent up frustrations she had for being kept in the dark seemed nonexistent at the moment.

All Nao could care about now was her time spent with Muzan even if they weren't talking or even if they were simply enjoying each other's company despite such a prolonged silence.

Nao doesn't notice it herself, but her actions and the manner she behaves was something she was not supposed to be doing considering that she was actually kidnapped and taken to a place she has no knowledge of. Moreover, Muzan is a demon, a powerful one at that since the demons she met so far inside the fortress gravitated around him as if he was the sun and they would obey his every word as if their life depended on it.

Nao was not stupid and could deduce that Muzan is probably someone positioned very high in the demon hierarchy. But all those worries and doubt about him and his intentions were long forgotten the longer they spent time together.

Nao could barely count the days or weeks that have passed and she didn't seem to mind it anymore. To an outsider's point of view, they would be able to deduce that Nao has developed Stockholm Syndrome yet Nao herself fails to notice this since she is blinded by her feelings for Muzan.

In his lab, as Muzan kisses her softly on her lips while caressing her cheek, not once did it crossed her mind how bewitched she was by this beautiful being infront of her. He was everything and so much more.

Nao held on to the front of his clothes as she kissed him back, savoring the taste of lips against hers.

Muzan was a sweet lover, taking his time to coax her out of her conservative shell. He did not force her into doing anything but he was very thorough when it came to showing his affections. He would appear like a sly cat, patiently waiting for her and when all her self reservations are thrown out the window, he would hungrily devour her lips as if he couldn't get enough of her.

Nao moaned against his lips, desperately clinging to him as they made out in his lab. Nao knows how fervent he could get when Nao whimpers quietly at his touch. And sometimes, Nao couldn't help but purr when Muzan would look at her filled with affection and adoration. They would kiss passionately for a long time without speaking because everything seemed so right at that moment that they couldn't be bothered to let go of each other.