(A/N: IreallyfeltlikewritingakinkyandfluffyLucianoxReadersceneI'msorryI'vesinnedplsdon'tattackme-
I have no regrets you guys. I'm sorry but he's one of my favorite 2ps and I love writing him I think y'all can tell lmao >~<
Anyway this is the last special I'm going to write. I'd love some feedback if you aren't too busy, which of these little specials were your favorite? Should I do it again at another big milestone like 10K reads?
Wait for a few more days, and the long awaited Chapter Twenty Three will be coming out. I'll consider that a 8K reads special. One word: Feels. But you'll see. For now, please enjoy~!)
"Uh, no. We haven't seen anyone like that."
"Hm." Kuro rolled up the flier and approached Allen, scrutinizing him with an emotionless face. "You're that furry I've seen sitting on that tree."
"Goddammit Kuro I'm not-" Allen bolted out of his seat and leaned toward Kuro, but two of the guards stepped forward and blocked him.
Kuro childishly stuck out his tongue, which Allen was not amused by, before turning around and heading back to Lutz. He pointed down the path where we had found Allen, directing his army to keep searching there. Meanwhile, Lutz pressed a pointer finger to his lips and winked slyly.
Once the army was gone, Oliver carefully picked me up and placed me under the table with my dress. I scurried under the folds of fabric and popped an Onigiri in my mouth, growing back to my normal size and fitting perfectly in my dress again.
"We should head quickly to the castle before someone finds us. Have you found (Name)?"
"Actually," I poked my head out from beneath the table and met Kuro and Lutz's gazes. "I found them first."
"I see." Kuro walked over and bent down slightly, holding out his hand.
I reached out, but just as our fingers were about to touch he pulled his hand back like the troll he just was.
"Oops, I lied.
"Hey! You-" I straightened my back sharply, which resulted in my head banging against the table. I winced and ducked my head in pain. "Ow..."
"Heh. Nice job." He smiled faintly. I was too proud that I got him to smile, even if it was just a little one, that I couldn't even be mad at him.
I sighed and shuffled from underneath the table, standing up. "You suck, Kuro."
"Hm." Kuro quickly scanned me with his red eyes. "Interesting choice of attire."
"Don't even get me started. But at least there're some parts that are black like my soul." I pointed finger guns at him, smirking a bit.
"And still the same emo, edgy humor. Perfect. I can tell you're doing alright." Kuro gave a curt nod and projected his voice, addressing everyone, "Hurry now, let's head to the castle."
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"So, uh...how are you?"
As you can tell, I'm horrible at breaking lengthy, awkward silence since I'm literally just as awkward.
"Fine. And you?"
"Confused. You seemed to be in deep thought so I wasn't going to ask, but I'm too curious. Where are we going? What castle are you talking about?"
"I suppose I should explain myself. When I awoke in this world, I was the commander of the heart army."
"And I'm the Knave of Hearts." Lutz strolled beside us, joining me and Kuro's conversation.
"Then who-"
"And you look hot in that dress by the way, (Name)." Lutz wrapped an arm around my waist, his pinkish-purple eyes locking with mine. He subtly slid his hand dangerously down toward my hip, like I wasn't going to notice it. "Stunning." I stepped forward at just the right second, his hand missing and smacking air instead of my butt.
"Thanks." I looked over my shoulder. "Keep your hands to yourself next time, hon."
"You say that everytime and yet he still tries to slap your ass. It's pathetic." Kuro bluntly spoke when I followed alongside him.
I shrugged. "I hated it at first, but I got used to it. Anyway...I feel like I was going to ask you a question but I forgot-Oh, nevermind. So who is it that you serve?"
"The Ki...Well, you may know him as the Queen of Hearts."
"What??" I grabbed his arm. "Why are we going there? Kuro she is the-"
"Trust me." Kuro flashed me a small, knowing smirk. "I don't have time to elaborate, but you'll see. And plus, we're already here."
I directed my gaze in front of me, the castle standing at my feet. I gulped and mechanically urged myself to move forward.
The guards at the entrance saluted upon seeing our group, most likely because of Lutz and Kuro.
"So you found her. You are expected at the throne room at once."
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I was nervous.
Kuro did say to trust him, but I was still as tense as I was when I heard the words, 'The Queen of Hearts'. Did Luciano get caught or something and we needed to help rescue him? Maybe Lutz and Kuro were secretly working with the queen?
I looked over my shoulder and our peculiar group of 2ps followed behind me. Oliver gave me a warm smile, which was very reassuring.
I sucked in a deep breath and pushed open a pair of double doors.
".
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...You're kidding me, right."
Because there, sitting on the throne with a smug smirk on his lips, is the devil himself: Luciano Vargas.
His hat is replaced with a red heart shaped crown, sitting crookedly on the side of his head. He wears his black gloves and knee high boots. He had a nicely fitted suit on, with its left half red and the right half black. A yellow tie was around his neck and a blood red velvet robe with black fur and yellow hearts around the edges draped along his back.
With the straightest face ever, he spoke calmly, "Guards, you are dismissed." They obliged immediately, scurrying out of the room. He narrowed his eyes and directed his gaze to the rest of the 2ps. "You guys, too. I need to speak to (Name) alone."
"You don't even have to tell me twice."
"Ja, I'm out."
"The lovely dovey stuff you guys do disgusts me."
Gilen, Zao and Matt were the first ones to give up and head out the doors.
"Of course, of course you two deserve privacy. Ta, ta." Oliver skipped cheerfully to the doors. He stopped and looked back, grinning innocently. "Don't forget to use protection~!"
Allen snorted. "Even I have to agree with the guy." He winked rapidly like he had an eye problem or something, raising his eyebrows up and down suggestively. In addition to that, Lutz thrusted his hips and licked his lips. To my relief, Kuro mercilessly slapped the back of their heads. They winced in sync and reluctantly let Kuro drag them out the door, whining loudly. Kuro kicked their backs to shove them out the door. He looked over his shoulder and gave a firm nod, closing the doors.
Silence.
After a while of taking in everything the 2ps said, I couldn't help but burst out giggling. I turned around to see Luciano joining me.
He lifted a fist to his face, his knuckles softly touching his mouth, which parted as a series of surprisingly gentle chuckles escaped through his lips. I suddenly felt flustered and really warm, like the ray of a summer's sunshine hit me. He locked eye contact with me and awkwardly coughed into his hand. I laughed and ran up to the throne sat on, engulfing him in a hug, relieved to know that he was okay.
"What are you doing, bella? Why are you pressing your body against mine?"
"It's called a hug, Vargas. I'm hugging you." I let go of him and spotted his blushing cheeks, the rosy red color standing out against his tan complexion. He kissed the top of my head and flashed me a soft, happy smile that I certainly wasn't expecting. The mix of sincerity and goofiness in his upturned lips made my heart race uncontrollably.
"I...I liked it."
"You look really cute when you're embarrassed, and even more adorable when you're happy. Did you know that?"
"S-Shut up...no I don't..."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do. But anyway-"
"Shh." He pressed his ring finger to my lips for a few more seconds longer than necessary. He then swept me off my feet and began to carry me bridal style.
"Whoa-! Where are you taking me?"
He didn't answer and instead kept walking. I craned my neck and saw a doorway in the distance. We entered it.
"A...bedroom?"
It was a huge chamber with the walls painted red and the flooring a pure white. Every piece of furniture in the room, the desk, chair, curtains and even the canopy bed and its pillows and bedsheets, had the same pattern with rows and columns of red hearts etched on it.
"Mm." He hummed and carefully sat me down onto the fluffy, soft covers. "Toward the end of that conversation, someone not so subtly opened the door. Privacy." Luciano explained. He flopped on the bed on my left side, back first, so he could look up at me. "Continue what you were saying."
"You scared the heck out of me! Like jeez. Partly because I was wondering if you got caught by the Queen of Hearts, but you happened to be her. Also when Kuro and Lutz let me to the castle I thought they were working with her and I was gonna be sentenced to decapitation or something." I rambled and glanced at Luciano to see him blinking in confusion.
"What?"
"I'll explain it later. I have no idea how to get out of this place, by the way."
"Really?" Luciano arched an eyebrow. "Did you not realize yet that we're in your mind right now?"
"...Huh??"
"I'm not exactly sure, but I'm guessing that when we fell in that hole we all blacked out, we instantly went to the dreamscape you created. That dreamscape you happened to think of was this crazy one."
"Wow...okay then, how do we get out? I have to wake up?"
"Sí, I think so."
I thought critically and cocked my head, puzzled. "How, though?"
"Maybe you should think of something you're afraid of. What scares you?"
"I dunno." I shrugged and looked down at Luciano with a playful smirk. "You."
I legitimately meant it as a joke, but he gave me this certain look. It took me a while to process the glint that shone in his magenta eyes until it finally hit me: It was lust.
All of a sudden he sat upright and grasped my wrists. He sharply pivoted his body towards me and roughly slammed me down against the mattress, placing his knee beside my right hip. My heartbeat thumped wildly and the heat on my cheeks rose quickly.
I attempted to escape from his grip, but he held on forcefully. All I could was stare up at him, shocked.
"V-Var...gas..."
"I suppose this won't be enough." He muttered under his breath.
Without a single warning, he lowered his head. He moved downwards, slowly starting to close the gap between our lips, bit by bit. My eyes whipped closed, the breath caught in my tight throat.
I hesitantly opened one eye. Luciano's mouth was dangerously close to mine, but as the complete troll he was, he shifted his head down towards my shoulder and stopped at my collarbone. His lips delicately brushed the spot between my neck and shoulder, and from the tiny smile playing on his face, I could tell he enjoyed teasing me.
"You know I wasn't planning on doing anything, but when I saw you in that pretty dress of yours I couldn't help but think about how wonderful you looked. You look gorgeous." His soothing words purred tenderly into my ear. "No, you are beautiful, mio amore."
As if I couldn't even more embarrassed and flustered, he slid his right hand off my arm's wrist and placed his palm to my hip, gently curling his fingers around my waist. With his light hand he bent my arm and clamped a loose section of my glove between his teeth. He tugged my glove off my arm at a slow and steady rate.
And the moment he gave me this charming, ravishing grin and a seductive wink, I woke up.
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I got to my feet, inhaling and exhaling at a fast, quick rate. I walked around for a while, finally feeling the light switch. I flicked it on and radiance filled the room.
I scanned the faces of the bodies sprawled out on the ground, making sure every 2p was there. One by one they stirred and awoke.
After everyone regained their senses we made our way through the mansion to find the others. I strayed behind the group, thinking carefully.
"(Name), are you alright?"
"Uh-I-Um-!" I blurted out, mortified. It was such a simple question but I couldn't even look at Luciano without turning red. I exhaled softly and looked down at the ground, muttering, "Yeah. I'm good."
"Ragazza, when I took off your glove...was there something on your wrists?"
My entire body went rigid and tenseness consumed me. "(Name). If there's something you aren't telling me-"
"No, there's nothing I'm hiding from you." I flashed him a smile. "Nothing important, I promise. It's all in the past."
He stopped walking. I paused in my tracks as well, turning to face him. Luciano let out a sigh.
"I hope I've proven my loyalty to you, because a lot of things I've chosen to do have been done for your sake. I care about you, and I want to help you move forward through whatever kind of path you want to take. I want to remind you that the first thing I did was try to kill you, and now look at where we are." He finally looked at me, his eyes glowing warmly. "You trust me, and I hope you'll do the same for the rest of the 2ps. They're an excruciatingly difficult group to manage, but I know you can do it.
And, uh...about...what I did before..." Luciano broke eye contact from me and scratched his cheek nervously. "I'm sorry about that. I hope you trust me enough to know that I wouldn't have gone too far, and...I would've never dared to lay a hand on you without your permission. I apologize in advance if you can't even look at me-"
"I know."
"Hm?"
"I know that." I took his hand, entwining my fingers between his. Luciano's hand twitched anxiously at first, but he soon eased up and bent his fingers to touch my knuckles. "What you did surprised me, and it still kinda does...but I know you care about me. Not only for my safety, but my consent as well." I glanced down at our entwined hands and lifted them, quickly pecking at the back of his hand. "I really appreciate that."
He returned my smile and we began to walk, our hands still holding each others'. I could see giddy reflected off the way he walked, a bit of bounce in his step. It made me chuckle a little.
"I forgot to ask, I sent out my armies to find you."
"Oh." I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. I hid everytime your armies would come along."
"That explains a lot. Why?"
"The dreamscape I created was based off a book called Alice In Wonderland. The villain of the story was the Queen of Hearts, and I realized that those were her-I mean your armies."
When I said this, his hand flinched subtly.
"Do you see me as a villain, (Name)?"
"No. Of course I don't, Vargas."
He turned his neck slightly to direct a look at me. Relief.
"Then I guess that proves not all villains are bad, hm?"