-Y/N's POV-
"Ladies, I'm afraid my time here has once again come to an end." Kai announced as he was returning back to help the demon army,
I had been here for 3 weeks now, and it turns out that it was a regular thing for Kai to stay for 2 or 3 days before leaving for the army for a while. As there was currently no war, he'd stay for only a short time before returning to torment the girls again.
The days before he left seemed to be the happiest for the girls; large sighs were heard across the room as he made his heartbreaking announcement, "Don't be sad, my poor damsels in distress, I'll be back before you know it."
"That's the exact reason why we're in distress." Ira muttered, causing the rest of the girls to groan in agreement,
Kai took no notice of her words and instead continued, "I'll miss each and every one of you as much as you'll miss me-"
"That's rude." Lilith faked a hurt expression,
I stifled a laugh at her passive aggressiveness, as Kai continued to ignore the very audience he was addressing,
"He's acting as if he's going for a year..." Takana muttered, rather exasperated,
"Come on Kai, you're going to be late." Miya patted his back guiding him to the door,
"Late? If anything I'll be early, I only start work tomorrow."
"Don't be silly, you have to go back today don't you?"
"Well yes, but not right now."
"Oh, isn't more commendable if you get there early? I'm sure Master Guren would be pleased."
"Really?" He muttered,
"Of course, you're showing dedication and that's admirable."
"Hm, I guess you're right." He replied almost like a gullible child, causing me to almost burst out laughing,
"Of course, I am. Have a safe journey, all right?" Miya smiled, waving,
"Okay~" he replied as Miya closed the door and locked it,
"Thank you for your services Miya." Naomi nodded,
Ira cheered loudly, "Ok, ladies. Freedom!" She ran into the livingroom as the others cheered after her.
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I felt his soft lips against mine as his hands roamed my body, I was in a state of bliss, savouring his warm touch,
His head moved to the side of my neck, leaving soft pecks on my skin, I felt his hands trail down to the hem of my shirt, before trailing back up behind the cloth to caress my bare skin. His teasing was too much for me, after being separated from him for a long time, the longing I had for him was intense. I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted him.
[Here comes the smut lads, I know y'all been waiting for this so enjoy!]
"Guren..." I whined,
"Hm?" I heard right beside my ear, but it sounded too real and clear to be a dream,
I opened my eyes, feeling a pair of muscular arms wrapped around my waist as well as a hard chest against my back, I turned my head to find Guren in the flesh, staring at me in amusement, with his lips attached to my shoulder.
"Shit, what are you doing here?" I asked feeling quite embarrassed about possibly saying his name out loud,
"Am I not supposed to be here?" He asked, cheekily pulling up my shirt dress, sending me into an internal frenzy,
"N-no you're not and why are you in my bed?"
"Hey I own this place." He shot back, casually, as if he hadn't took my breast into his hand and began to slowly massage it,
I bit my lip, my arousal from the dream becoming more prominent because of Guren's actions,
"You're already being so annoying." I sighed,
"You say that but I know you missed me, didn't you?" His other hand trailed down my stomach and cupped my clothed core,
"No." I rolled my eyes sarcastically,
"Oh really?" His hand slipped into my panties, "I hope you're not seeing another guy called Guren,"
I felt my face flush from both embarrassment and pleasure from how his fingers worked on me, "Don't kill the mood," I murmured,
I felt his lips twitch into a smirk against my nape as his focus switched to my clit, eliciting a moan from me,
I turned to lie on my back, so I could turn my head to face him, I cupped his face with one hand and he immediately brought his face closer to mine to connect our lips; the kiss immediately starting off intense, showing just how hungry we were for each other.
After a while of slow foreplay, I'd had enough; I suddenly turned my entire body to face him completely and began unbuttoning his shirt, "I need you, right now." I mumbled against his lips,
He nodded and got to work with removing his uniform slacks and underwear, which he did in no time; causing me to soon feel his arousal against my stomach, before he broke the kiss to pull off the shirt which now rest above my chest, and tossing it to the floor. I hastily, pulled of my panties, so the two of us were now fully exposed to each other.
He took ahold of one of my thighs and lifted it up, allowing him space to shuffle close enough to slide himself into me,
A gasp escaped my throat, as I felt the familiar stretch, it had been a while but the immediate pleasure caused by the friction made me try and move myself against him.
"Shit Y/N." He groaned, his voice sounding strained as he himself began to thrust himself into me, causing more moans to leave my mouth,
I could only bite my lip to quieten myself, so the others don't hear, however I was feeling rather sensitive and the feeling of being filled by Guren was too intense for me to be completely quiet.
My eyes remained fixed on Guren's, his strong gaze and clouded eyes only tightening the knot forming in my stomach.
His hand stroked away the hair on my face, before falling to cup my face, he planted another kiss on my lips as he lifting me slightly and laid me back down on my back, hastily resuming rolling his hips into mine.
I could feel myself approaching my peak and my eyes squeezed shut, "Ah, fuck. Guren-"
"I know baby." He sped up, causing my breaths to get shallower and my moans to become more frequent,
I could tell Guren was also getting closer to his release by how his strokes became more sloppy, but it wasn't long until my high washed over me like a wave, causing me to tremble and whine beneath him,
My walls tightening around Guren's length during my orgasm triggered his release, as I heard him groan and hiss loudly, his thrusts slowing to a stop.
I caught my breath, as I calmed down. Guren's hand cupped my face as he pecked my lips once more, sweeping a few strands of hair away from my face,
"Are you ok?" I heard him ask, his voice deep and slightly coarse,
I nodded, smiling as he rolled over to occupy the space next to me.
He turned to face me, sliding an arm around my waist and snuggling his head in the crook of my neck, "Do you want to talk? I know you have a lot you want to ask."
I nodded but just as I opened my mouth something caught my eye,
"Hm, what happened?" I lightly dragged my fingers over the almost healed scar on his shoulder blade,
"It's nothing to worry about,"
"Guren-!" I said sternly,
"I'm serious, look it's almost gone."
I already had my suspicions even if Guren didn't want to tell me, of course if I were to disappear Guren would definitely be his first suspect,
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" He murmured, looking confused as he turned to look at me,
"Kureto did that to you, didn't he; because of me?"
Guren sat up, "Y/N, it's not your fault."
"It is Guren, you got hurt because of me. If I'd just listened to you and stayed put then this would've never happened, and I would've never inconvenienced everyone around me." I couldn't stop the tears which were forming and slipping out of my eyes, I felt so guilty I could only hang my head,
I felt Guren lift my head up to look at him and his thumbs wipe away my tears, "Y/N. It is not your fault." He said gently,
"I know you're trying to make me feel better." I sadly smiled,
"Maybe I am; but think about it. Being taken away from your father, didn't it all seem calculated to you?"
I sniffled, not saying anything. He was right, how did my father know where I was.
"They we're going to take you away regardless, on my way to Kureto's office I saw some officers walking in the direction of the dorms. They just happened to find you in the place they least expected." He explained, his thumb soothingly stroking circles on my cheek,
I remembered what mum had told me, "My mother said she'd devised my escape before father had come to get me." I recalled in realisation,
"See? Remember when I told you your father was attending all those meetings with Kureto? This was premeditated and you had no control over the outcome; so don't blame yourself, okay?"
I slowly nodded, trying to gulp away the guilt, I eventually sighed, "How did you meet my mother?"
"She actually contacted me on the day your father got you, and I was only able to physically see her on the day of the dinner."
I nodded, meekly and there was a moment of silence.
"This mess wouldn't have happened if I was more powerful." Guren suddenly said,
"Don't say that, it's definitely not your fault."
"I'm too weak, Y/N."
"Are you kidding? You? Weak? Guren stop, you always come to save me when I'm in trouble, if anything you're the strongest person I know."
"I've failed to save my friends numerous times, I've been forced into being submissive too many times, there's no way that I'm considered strong."
The roles had now switched, I sat up on my knees and pulled Guren into an embrace so his head lay by my shoulder once more, "You can't save everyone,"
I felt him take a deep breath and for the first time he sounded somewhat vulnerable, "Y/N."
I hummed, gently,
I'd never seen Guren cry, when not possessed of course, he tried to not make it obvious to others when he did, but when I felt my shoulder become wet and his voice break, I knew exactly how he felt, "Why is it easier to lose everyone and everything than it is to save them?"
I stroked his head and back in an attempt to comfort him, and didn't ask for context knowing he wouldn't want to voice what was haunting him, instead I only replied the most simplest answer I knew, "I wish I knew, Guren." I laid my head on top of his.
Guren had a very painful past, which I could only assume resulted in his longing for power and to overthrow the Hiragis. I wanted him to open up to me about such but at the same time I'd learnt that it's best to not pry and pressure him about something that didn't even belong to me. It was heartbreaking knowing he was going through his own internal conflicts alone as well as an almost hopeless power struggle; and I felt like a guilty spectator of it. I'd always cry and throw tantrums like a child when it got a bit tough, Guren on the other seemed to surprise people with a smile let alone tears. I felt my tears coming back as I sympathised with Guren, but didn't let them spill. I felt hopeless and selfish.
How could I protect Guren? How could I sooth Guren? I could only wonder with gritted teeth as the broken man silently shed tears in my arms.