Two chapters in one day? Wow, I'm impressed with myself.
And it's a smut chapter.
It begins after the usual symbol for those of you who wish to skip. It involves whining, needy Romance.
Although, after you finish the chapter, you might want to reread. You might catch some things that you didn't see the first time...
Although plz don't spoil anything for those who haven't read it yet.
Also I didn't edit this because ughgghhhgh I need a beta. I miss my beta.
For those of you who don't know what that is, and think I'm talking about omegaverse, a beta is a term for kinda like an editor. Kinda.
So if you see any spelling mistakes or anything, I will kill all the characters off, I swear. I'll make chapter 33.5 a reality.
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You're in your best dress, in makeup and heels. The Saja Boys didn't tell you why you needed to dress up, other than to be fancy.
"Is this good?" you question, stepping off the bottom stair. You're used to wearing heels at all the events you have to go to for work. That's not unusual. But what is unusual is the hungry looks being sent your way.
They're dressed up as well, in various states of elegance. Suits, dress shirts, and pressed pants. Their hair is neat and styled, and... Those bastards. They used your makeup!
"You look fantastic." Abs brings your knuckles up to his mouth, kissing them softly. "Beautiful, as always."
"Mm." Mystery tilts his head, no doubt analyzing you. "Gorgeous."
Jinu kisses your cheek, handing Mystery the car keys. "You look lovely."
"So pretty," Romance murmurs, pressing himself against you from behind. He nuzzles against your throat, scraping his fangs there. "And all ours."
"Hot," is all Baby offers up as a reply.
"So where are we going?" you ask once you're in the van. It's been cleaned out of all the forgotten juice boxes and water bottles. The back seats have been put up so no one is squishing you.
"It's a surprise." Mystery turns the engine on and checks go make sure that everyone is buckled in. Demons might be stronger than humans, but with your luck, Baby would end up like a pancake in an accident.
"Not one of these surprises," you grumble. There was the proposal, the dating proposal, and now this.
"You'll like it, I promise." Abs strokes the back of his hand over your cheek. "And then there's another surprise after."
"Oh, really?" You arch an eyebrow at the smirk that forms on his face. "So there's two secrets for tonight?"
Romance squirms, his cheeks a dusty blue that you've come to associate with blushing. "I hope you like them both. I- We worked hard."
"You did remember that we can't be seen out in public, right? Because dating rumours, and just annoying people swarming you?" You glance out the window to see that Mystery is pulling onto the highway.
"Obviously." Baby scoffs. "We've thought of everything, so don't worry about anything."
"Everything?" you challenge. You're about to put it to the test. "A first aid kit?"
"I always have one stored in the van," Mystery reveals. He switches lanes after turning his head over his shoulder to look for cars. You still have no idea how he sees properly with all that hair blocking his eyes.
"What about a blanket? I didn't bring a jacket, and we might be out late." You narrow your eyes, hoping to catch them off guard.
"There's one in the trunk." Jinu drums his fingers on his thigh distractedly. "But we can give you one of our jackets if you want."
"Oh..." You try to think of something else. "Jumper cables! To restart the car!"
"If that happens, we're just going to call a taxi." Baby grimaces. "You think we can do mechanic stuff? Please."
The car turns into the exit and onto a smaller road. It doesn't look very populated around here. That either means that you're about to be murdered, or that they actually planned around not being seen by people.
You don't know which of those is more likely.
"Haa-" Romance grabs your arm as the car hits a pothole. "Mystery!"
"Whoops." Mystery doesn't sound apologetic. If anything, he sounds smug. "But I'm still a better driver than Jinu. I don't pass out when talking about menstruation."
Jinu huffs. "We're going to have to choose which of us is the better driver. That was a one-time thing! It won't happen again, and I'm a perfectly fine driver! I'll prove it one day, too."
"We're here," Mystery announces. He parks and unlocks the doors, being the first to exit the vehicle. Abs helps you out, lifting you so that you don't roll your ankle in your heels. You wave him away when you've steadied yourself, following the group.
Jinu holds the door open to a small restaurant. It's lit by candles with a single table set with cutlery with six chairs around it.
"Ah, table for six?" A woman with braids and thick glasses steps closer. She had a polite smile on that doesn't seem forced. "I'm Amara, and I'll be your server today."
"The restaurant looks so empty," you whisper to Baby as she leads you to the table. "Are you sure this place follows health code?"
"We bought the place out for the night." Baby places his hand on the small of your back, providing a gentle pressure to guide you to the table. Abs drags a chair out for you to sit in. "We didn't want to be bothered."
"Oh, you guys..." You look around at the restaurant in amazement. It's sleek and modern, and Amara seems like an actual server and like she won't spit in your food. It's a low bar, but you've learned from the past.
Romance sits next to you, making a breathless sound as he lowers himself into the chair. "I- I hope they have steak."
"Here are the menus." Amara hands them out to everyone and folds her hands neatly in front of her. "Can I get you started with any drinks, or do you need some time for that?"
"Oh, I'll take a wine," you say, flicking your eyes over the menu in front of you. You look back up at her face, humming to yourself. "A red wine, please. I'm not particular."
"I'll have the same, thank you." Abs inclines his head to Baby, raising an eyebrow. "And are you finally going to try some? It's like juice, but for adults. You are an adult, after all."
"I'll take a lemonade," Baby tells Amara, ignoring Abs' snide comment.
"Of course." Amara seems unfazed by the order. She turns her gaze to Jinu, who seems deep in thought as he examines the menu. "And for you, sir? If you need more time to think, I can take your order when I return with their drinks."
"I'm unfamiliar with a lot of these," Jinu admits. "I'll just have what she's having."
"And a water will be fine for me," Mystery says when it's his turn. He is the designated driver, after all, so it's not surprising. You also doubt that he would let someone he doesn't trust see him even slightly inebriated.
"Oh, uh-" Romance's throat flexes as the attention is turned his way. "A white wine. Please."
Amara leaves, and you look over the menu for food. You still can't believe that they put this together after the grocery shopping yesterday. And they've actually been... normal so far.
The rest of the night goes by well. Good food, pleasant conversation, and no murder.
They pay for dinner, not that you expected anything else. They play a very complicated game of rock-paper-scissors to decide who pays, to which Jinu wins/loses. You're not completely certain what their goal was.
"So what's my second surprise?" you ask once you're back in the van. Jinu is driving, under Mystery's careful watch. "Dinner was the first, so what's next?"
Abs chuckles and clicks his seatbelt into place. "You'll find out once we get home."
You're impatient. You don't want to wait any longer than you have to or that you already have.
So you give Abs your biggest pleading eyes. "Please, Abby? Pretty please? Even just a hint?"
He hesitates, breaking as easily as you knew he would. "Well... I guess a hint wouldn't hurt."
"Abs!" Baby scolds, reaching from the backseats to flick the other demon's forehead. "Get a grip! It's a surprise for a reason!"
You pout the rest of the way home, ignoring Mystery as he tries to help you out of the vehicle. You nearly break your ankle, but you don't regret not taking his hand. You have dignity, and are upset that there's another secret.
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"Come on," Romance whines, grabbing your hand. He clasps it with both of his own, tugging you along to his bedroom. You've never been in there before. "The surprise is in my room!"
You glance back at the others, but they're not following. They watch in amusement before turning away in the direction of the living room.
Odd.
"Okay," you relent, letting Romance whisk you away.
His room isn't what you expected. There's a bed, obviously, but so many paintings on the walls in many different styles. There's a full-length mirror on a wall next to a wardrobe with the door open, letting you see that it's stuffed full.
Romance shoves you onto the bed, scrambling up on top of you. He grasps at your dress desperately, dragging the straps over your shoulders. "Oh, finally. Finally, I get you all to myself. And I even- Oh, I hope you like it."
"Romance?" You lift your head, watching as he strips his shirt off. You had expected the night to end in sex, and we're looking forwards to it, but you still want your surprise.
"One sec," he muttered, looking around. He drags out a familiar package from under the bed.
It's the strap that he gifted you.
"Please put it on," Romance begs, offering it to you with outstretched arms. "Please wear it, please."
"Of course." You kiss him, taking the strap out. It has been cleaned and is ready for use. "Let's get you ready first. We don't want to hurt you."
Romance shakes his head. "No, just- just give it to me."
"Romance." You lowly say. You don't want to put safety at risk just because he's needy. "I'll be quick, I promise."
"No!" Romance peels his pants away, along with his underwear. "I don't need it! M'ready. Just for you."
"Oh," you softly say as he lies down on his back in the pillows at the headboard. He's already prepped himself, with a plug keeping him stretched. "Oh, Romance. You did that already? All by yourself, just for me?"
"Uh-huh." Romance nods, clutching a pillow tightly to his chest. "Just for you. I love you."
"Mm." You grab the base of the plug, pulling it out just by a bit. When you let go, it sinks back in and Romance groans. He sounds wrecked already. "How long has this been in?"
"Since before we left." Romance rocks his hips into the pillows, gasping at the sensation. "Do you like it?"
"Yeah." You slowly remove the plug, noting how it's slick with lube. He was safe about it, which is really important to you. "Do you have more lube?"
"Yeah." Romance points to his jacket which has been discarded next to the bed. "In the pocket."
You rummage through the pile of clothes before finding it and spreading it over your fingers. You do a quick probe to check that he's truly ready before undressing and assembling the strap. "Let me know if it's too much."
"I will," he promises.
Then it's pushing into him, and he's gasping for breath. You make sure that you're not too fast, giving him time to adjust.
Romance tilts his hips up, taking the rest of the strap. He whimpers, throwing his head back in ecstasy. "Oh, I love you. I love you so much. Can you- I want it hard."
"Of course." You snap your hips, relishing in his expressions. His eyes roll back and his mouth opens, no sound coming out. "Is it good? You like it that much?"
"Gah-" Romance fists at the sheets, bunching them up in his grasp. "It is. It's so good. M'gonna make you feel so good after this. I'll eat you out until you pass out. I'll fill you up until- hnng- until you're spitting up my cum."
You wrap your fingers around his dick, keeping a steady pace with your hips. He's so pretty when he's trembling and writhing beneath you.
"M'sorry I'm so close." He squeezes his eyes shut and scrunches his face up. "Oh- I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna-"
You squeeze your fist tighter around him, and he nearly screams as you ruin his orgasm. He looks at you with tears forming in his eyelashes, his lower lip trembling.
"Why'd you-" Romance moans as you thrust again. "Why'd you do that? I was so good! I'll be so good!"
"We're you good, though? Because I don't recall you asking permission." You wipe his spend off your hand and onto his bare chest. It smears, and he lets out a whimper.
"No!" Romance's eyes widen as you rock your hips into him. "No, not so soon! I just- I just came! I can't take the-"
"If you need to stop, you can." You pause so that you can kiss his neck a few times. "Or, keep quiet."
You experimentally grind into him, and his eyes flutter. He doesn't protest further, so you continue. You're having a lot of fun playing with him, and wonder why you haven't done this yet.
Romance takes it, chest heaving as he grips the pillows above his head tightly. His hair is splayed out and tears stain his blue-tinted cheeks. He's the epitome of ruined.
You pull out without warning, and he whined, needy and desperate. You drop the harness and strap into the box to be cleaned later, leaning on the headboards near his head. You stroke his hair, brushing the stray strands away from his face.
"If you can make me cum with just your tongue and no hands," you whisper, "then you can be inside me. But you have to earn it."
Romance nods, twisting onto his stomach and burying his face between your thighs. He has to nudge them the rest of the way open with his nose, being good and not using his hands. He licks and curls his tongue, gathering all the wetness that has formed so far.
He moans, flattening his tongue against your clit so that you can feel the vibrations. It causes your hips to jerk, and he waits for you to settle back down.
"I love you," Romance murmurs before kissing your folds. It's sweet, for some reason, and makes you clench around nothing.
You loop your fingers through the strands of his hair, dragging his face closer. He doesn't seem to mind, nipping his teeth against your clit. He goes back to eating you out, making excellent use of his tongue as Mystery once mentioned.
His hands twitch up to your thighs, but he drops them back down. He laces them together behind his back, entwining his fingers so that he doesn't use them.
He bumps his nose against your clit while pushing his tongue as deep into you as he can. He tilts his face to get a better angle, humming and making you see stars.
You're getting closer faster than you thought you would. Your lovers in the past have all focused on their own pleasure, with yours as a side thought. They gave you orgasms like it was a treat, even though men's pleasure is just a given with sex.
But Romance knows how to make you feel good. All of them do, and they treat your pleasure like it's their own.
So your orgasm hits you faster than you thought possible; faster than you were expecting. Your thighs snap shut, trapping Romance between them as he licks and sucks like he hasn't a care in the world.
Then he's shoving your legs open, bullying his cock into you. "Ah- Ah-"
You sink back, enjoying the feeling of being full. His thrusts aren't the smoothest, but they're quick and hard. He doesn't give you time to get used to being stretched before he's driving in and out of you.
"I love you." Romance sucks a bruise into your throat, laving his tongue over it once he's done. "Oh, a condom! I forgot!"
"Just pull out and put one on." You hiss as he eases out, already missing the feeling of him inside you. He rushes to his bathroom and returns with a foil, ripping it open and rolling it on beforr plunging back into you.
"But I won't get to fill you up." Romance bites your shoulder, breaking skin. "But I won't make you mine! Please, just no condom?"
"No," you firmly say. "We're not having this talk now."
Romance rubs your clit with two fingers, sinking his fangs into the other shoulder. "Fine. But I get to mark you."
"Go ahead." You moan as he sucks right under your jaw. "Fuck, I feel close again. Why is that- Oh, shit."
Romance thrusts harder, and it feels so good. So impossibly good.
You go limp as your second climax hits. This time, when Romance finishes not long after you, he gets to enjoy it. He whimpers in your ear, panting as he holds himself up, your chests brushing together.
"One day," he murmurs, running his fingers over the bruises forming on your skin. "One day I'll drip out of you."