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vampi-fixx · 2 years

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promare; lio fotia x reader

praise kink, sub!Lio, teasing, dirty talk, kind of semi-public, strongly hinted rather than explicit n/sfw

Lio’s the type of person who tackles challenges head-on. He's had to, first as former leader of the Burnish, and now, as the newest recruit of Burning Rescue.

But one challenge he finds most difficult to face? You. His coworker. You, as a person, are fine—more than fine, in fact. Lio would even go so far as to say you two share a more personal relationship. The problem is the things that you do to him.

Or rather, the way you know exactly the effect you have on him, but insist on doing it anyways, especially on the job.

“Nice work today, Lio!” is always accompanied by a squeeze of his arm.

“You’re incredible,” you’ll say, ruffling his hair or maybe even nudging him.

“I’m lucky to be working with someone so brave, so capable.” This one always ends with a wink.

The thing is, these should just be compliments, right? Things coworkers say to each other to foster camaraderie. But when you say them in that tone of yours, with that glint in your eyes? It reminds him far too much of other praises you’ve thrown his way, in between the sheets. Words that have him panting and begging and crying and pleading with you to just let him finish already before he bursts—

“You’re so good for me, Lio. I’m so proud of you. Are you going to cum for me?”

“You are, aren’t you? Well, be a good boy and cum for me on the count of one-two-three—”

The way that you’ve conditioned him to get turned on at the slightest compliment is downright embarrassing. Certainly uncomfortable, when he spends all day around your praises, growing increasingly aware of the heat that’s pooled in his gut, of how scratchy the material of his jumpsuit feels against his feverish skin.

That’s why after another of those innocent compliments (“You’re such a talented firefighter, did you know that? Good at putting out fires, and starting them.”), he waits until everyone’s digging into their pizza before excusing himself. He makes sure to catch your eye as he heads to the restroom. Once he hears you knock on the door, he nearly rips it off its hinges. He quickly whirls you around until you’re caught—pressed between the sink and Lio’s slim hips. His piercing gaze trained you.

You blink up at him. “Hey? What’s up?”

He frowns. “You know exactly what you’re doing.”

“And… that is?” You raise a brow, but the mischievous upturn to your smile gives you away.

He stares at you long and hard, before groaning. “You’re such a tease…”

Tipping forward, he buries his face in your chest. You hug him to you, mussing his hair. “Aw, I thought you’d enjoy a little extra motivation is all.”

A huff from Lio. He mutters something, his grip on the sink tightening. “Hm, babe? Say that again?”

When he meets your gaze, his face is tinged pink. “At least give me a reward. I’ve been—” He swallows roughly, shifting his weight. It doesn’t escape your notice that the move digs his hips into yours, makes you even more aware of his burgeoning stiffness.

“You’ve been such a distraction. I think I deserve some kind of reprieve for lasting this long…”

It isn’t until the pizza is nearly gone that the other members of Burning Rescue begin wonder where the two of you have wandered off to. But as Aina smacks Galo’s hand away from taking the last slice, Lio reappears, slipping into his seat. Compared to his tension earlier, it’s a welcome change, but even his calm facade can’t hide the slight disarray to his appearance. You appear not to soon after, unable to hide the grin on your face.

When Galo offers him the last slice, Lio coughs meaningfully.

“I’m fine. I… I already ate.”

#lio fotia x reader #promare x reader #lio fotia imagine #promare imagine #promare thots;#tati writes

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dark-furure · 2 years

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Can I get a Lio Fotia x reader? Just something a little fluffy. Maybe the reader was/is also a burnish?

Lio Fotia X Burnish reader

It's been quite some time. A while back all the burnish lost their powers. It all happened so fast. Some of us hate how we lost our burnish powers, others think of it as a blessing we did. People now treat us normally.

It's a nice change of pace.

But a part of me does miss it. Even if we weren't accepted, we had eachother. But out of everyone. I think he was the one who really held everyone together.

Lio Fotia.

The leader of us burnish, he cared for everyone and fought for us. He brought eveyone hope. We all looked up to him, and we still do.

But it's all over now. Us burnish don't have to hide in fear.

Since it's been over, I only saw Lio a few times. But I can tell he's much happier. He works with the Bruning Rescue team now. A complete flip from what he did before.

As for me. Well, I'm working a stable job. It has a decent income. It gets me by in this new style of life.

Walking down the street, I carry a file in hand. It was something I had to put together for work. It's a warm summer day. The air rushes over me, sweeping my hair with it. I was on my lunch break, planning to work on the file while at it.

Suddenly the wind starts to pick up, making it feel like I'm about to be blown away with it. Before I knew it, the file in my hand was swept away with the wind. I look at the files sweep along the ground, I start to give chase. I can't lose those!

I watch the file as I brush my way past people. The wind is only carrying it further and further from me.

a foot suddenly presses over the file, stopping it in place. I jog to a stop and take a moment to catch my breath. The person picks up the file and hands it to me.

"This yours?" A gentle voice asks me. I grab the file with both hands. A wave of relief washing over me as I look at the file. I smile.

"Yes thank yo-" I pause as I look up at the person. He tilts his head as I stoped mid sentence.

"Huh? Whats wrong?" He asks. I blink a few times as I fully stand back up. A wave of surprise washes over me.

It's. . .

"Lio." I say. He tilts his head back, his look of confusion washing away and revealing a small smile.

"I didn't recognize you at first y/n. You've changed quite a bit." Lio says. His smile. I feel my face start to heat up. That smile is definitely something I missed. It's so kind and gentle. It's always been one that put everyone as ease.

"Oh, yea. It really has been." I say as I reach behind my head with a small smile. My arm falls back to my side as my grip tightens on the file.

"So what's in that file?" Lio asks out of curiosity, his eyes on the file. I jump a little at the question and look down at the file in my hand. I lift it a little.

"Oh this. It's just for my job. Got myself a pretty decent one since. How about you? Didn't you join burning rescue?" I say with a small smile. Lio nods.

"Yea, its true. But I'm glad you're doing well y/n." Lio looks at me with a fond smile. I feel the heat rise to my face once more. How dare you smile like that, I feel like I'm on fire. He truly is one to set a person's heart ablaze.

"Are you free by any chance? We can talk more over lunch if you'd like." Lio offers. It took me a moment to process what he said. I perk up with a smile.

"Uh yea, I was just on my break now." I couldn't control my smile as he asked that as I feel butterflies I my stomach. Lio nods with a small smile.

We reach a small restaurant and decided to have lunch there. We had gotten our meals and already finished. We talked about more into what happened after being burnish. It was a good time all around.

We both walked out of the building.

"Thank you for inviting me along." I say as I turn twords Lio. He faces me and smiles.

"Glad you decided to come along." Lio responds. I feel my face heat up a little. I turn and face away from him. I can't believe this really happened! I just casually had a lunch date with him!

"U-Uh yea." I stutter out. I hear Lio chuckle a little. I press my lips into a thin line as the blush on my face remains.

"How about we do this again sometime?"

I turn to face Lio. A little taken aback by his words. Again? I couldn't help but smile wide.

"Of course, I'd love to."

Lio reaches into his pocket and pulls out a note pad and a pen. He then starts to scribble down something before ripping the paper off and handing it to me.

"Here's my number, we can talk more about our next lunch date." I look down at the paper and lightly take it from his grip. I look up at Lio and he winks at me. I feel my face instantly heat up. I quickly turn away from him, holding the paper tightly in my hand as I hear Lio chuckle at my action.

"Well I better be off y/n." Lio says, still smiling out of amusement. I slowly look back at him. He starts to walk off with a wave, leaving me flustered.

I look down at the paper in my hands. A smile forms on my lips along with a faint blush. Is this real, and did he say date?! I feel my face go ablaze. What a day to be having.

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Hopefully this came out good. I've never done fluff before this. Also I hope I kept Lio in character enough for this. He's more aggressive in the movie, but this is sometime after, so he's toned down. I hope that worked good here. Also thanks for requesting! Tbh I love promare a lot, so I was pretty happy to get this request!

#writing #x reader #lio fotia #lio promare #lio #promare #anime #promare x reader #manga #fluff #lio fotia x reader

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baileypie-writes · 2 months

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I’m Now Writing for Promare Characters!

I’ll write for Lio Fotia, Galo Thymos and Aina Ardebit.

~~~🎀~~~🎀~~~🎀~~~

~~baileypie-writes

#baileypie-writes #promare #promare x reader #lio fotia #lio fotia x reader #galo thymos #galo thymos x reader #aina ardebit #aina ardebit x reader

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matoitech · 8 months

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here is what i and friends who r less scared to look up fanfiction than i have discovered from the very few things that exist with these in the world

1. lio/aina exists just so cis women have a girl character to project onto to write very explicit and out of character fanfiction of the cisgender sex they want to have with lio fotia. galo probably doesnt exist in this or hes written as an Annoying Guy so the author can have a Reason to take galo and lio out of a relationship with each other and make herself i mean aina much more attractive to lio. i read oneof these as a joke one time and the sex was so explicit that it just felt kind of gross, also she didnt know how anal worked (no lube) which made me concerned. i think it might be the only lio/aina that exists. anything else is lio/x reader or lio/another character thats very clearly just the author projecting herself onto them so lio can still have ooc sex with her

2. galo/aina (in fandom) exists for a) gay people to write fanfiction of the experience of trying to date their friend of another gender and realizing theyre both gay and not attracted to each other at all b) bisexuals who want more bi m/f in media and know it wouldnt work at all but consider: it might be kinda funny if they attempted it, or at least the sex would be fire c) theres like 2 people in the entire world who genuinely think galo and aina would make a good couple/believe wholeheartedly they are the Real romance in promare and basically just replace lio with aina in what would be in character fanfiction if it was galolio but its galoaina so its definitely not in character bcuz galo and aina would never say any of that to eachother literally ever even if they actually did try to date (this is the only one where u can expect the characters to be written as cis people)

#who needed this information? no one im just autistic and like talking #i gotta share what i compile over the years somehow

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dear-yandere · 4 years

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reunion.

lio fotia. requested by: @imaginesanddrabblesforyou! spoilers for: promare ending.

“You could’ve died!”

Your punches had died down and his chest was eternally grateful considering the beating he’d taken from Kray. While you could never hit him hard enough for it to hurt, the lack of punches currently being thrown meant you’d be far easier to calm down. Unfortunately, you were still crying and he still hadn’t learned how to calm his own partner down.

It dawned on him just how much time he’d neglected to spend with you.

“...I’m sorry.” His answer would only add fuel to the fire, and for once, he didn’t want the fires to grow. It’s not like he could blame you for your reaction; you’d watched from the ground with terrified eyes, no doubt shaking as battles raged in the skies. “How can I make it up to you--”

“That’s all you have to say?” Your tone was so meek and defeated it almost broke his heart. “Do you understand how worried I was? I, I--” Another wave of sobs hit and Lio could only tightly pull you against his chest. Each sob tore at his heartstrings; you had every right to be angry, but that wouldn’t change his calling.

“I could’ve lost the love of my life...”

Luckily his calling had come and passed.

He inhaled your scent, now stained by sweat and smoke -- and it calmed him all the same. He wondered what life would be like without you, he wondered how yours would be without him; you’d be happier, maybe, but he’d still be lonely and lost. Despite it all, he preferred how things were right now. As selfish as it was, you were meant to stay by his side and he was meant to love you with everything he had left.

“I’m not going anywhere, not anymore...” He whispered, fatigue hitting like a wave and nearly washing him away. “We’re safe now. It’s going to be okay.”

#lio fotia x reader #lio fotia #fotia lio #promare x reader #promare imagines #promare lio x reader #promare #promare lio #promare lio fotia #not yandere #*scenario

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mocaraycookie · 3 years

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not a want but a desperate need

#promare #lio fotia #promare x reader #lio fotia x reader #galo thymos

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yuusa · 4 years

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-ˋˏ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 ˎˊ-

-ˋˏ 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕 ˎˊ-

✧𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

✧𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑺/𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒅 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝑳𝒊𝒐’𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒅𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆.

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝑳𝒊𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺/𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑳𝒊𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑳𝒊𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝑺/𝒐 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚’𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕, 𝑺/𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒏, 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒊𝒐'𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕.

Lio groaned as he lifted himself up from the sheets into a sitting position. He wiped at his eyes to rid himself of the tiredness but his body was painfully sore and ached. Yesterday night was something for sure. His body was still extremely tired so he stayed sitting in bed for a while until he could finally bring himself to change.

In the back of his memory he has to remember to clean the sheets after what happened last night.

You tugged at Lio’s hair as you bit into his neck, the feeling of his body gliding across yours felt heavenly as you heard him groan into your ear. His fingers gripped at your hips as he brought himself closer into you at a rough pace, his nails were digging into your skin but the pain was numbed out by the way his hips rolled against yours.

“Fuck. . . Did that guy have to look at you like that darling?” He huffed as he snapped his hips into you, “you wouldn’t believe how god damn pissed off I was seeing him touch you.”

“Yeah? How mad were you then?” You nipped at his neck while he grunted. You brought him down to long kiss, “is this you having jealous sex here?” You heard him groan in annoyance as he continued to fuck you against the bed.

Every time you would pull away from the kiss he would be constantly chasing you back into another one. Your hands trailed across his chest and drew a couple of circles on his hips, “give me an answer here, you’re the jealous baby here.”

“So what of it?” He growled, bringing his lips back onto yours as you arched your back into his chest, your body grinding against his as his body gave you pleasurable electric shocks throughout your body. He watched as you let out small whimpers and moans each time he hit a specific spot inside of you which made your toes curl on the bedsheets.

“You asking for my opinion here?” You snickered as you wrapped your legs around his hips and flipped your positions, your taller frame hovering over him as you felt him fill you up even deeper than before. “I’m thinking you look better under me.” Lio let out a gasp of enjoyment as he felt you sink back onto him.

There was definitely something great about having you on top.

You breathed in ecstasy as you brought your hips up and back down against his skin, your hands steadying your body on his chest while gripped your hips to bring them as close to him as possible. It felt so good feeling Lio so deep within your body. This had to be the third round tonight and you were quickly losing track of time.

“Shit!” He hissed as he slammed your hips back against his as he finally finished inside of you.

He yawned as he swiped his legs off of the bed and picked up his pants from the floor. His body was dying on the inside but he didn’t regret the late night activities you and him had going on. In a couple of minutes you both had to get ready to meet up with Galo and the others for some pizza, but it seems like Lio couldn’t find his shirt at all.

He wiped at his eyes to see if it was just his drowsiness but he couldn’t find it anywhere. He casually slips on both of his belts and tightened them around his hips as he opened the door to call out to you. However, once he finished buckling his belt you had already opened the door before he did and his eyes widened at the sight of you wearing his shirt from last night.

There were a lot of love bites left on your neck and you didn’t even bother to try to cover it up at this point. You were wearing some black skinny pants along with his shirt, your body leaning against the doorframe that you just opened.

“We’re leaving in a bi—“ you stopped mid-sentence to gawk at Lio’s half naked body and whistled at his attractive frame, “well hello, didn’t see you there cutie~ You wanna go a round?” You teased as he responded by rolled his eyes.

“Shut up you, we gotta go soon.” Lio pulled you down for a rough kiss by gripping the collar of his shirt that you were wearing, “nice shirt, who did you fuck to get it?”

He sassily walked around you and into the bathroom, his lips curling into a devious smile, “we can go another round tonight darling.”

“Oh?~ I can’t wait then.” You picked up one of his shirts from his closets and threw it into the bathroom for him to wear.

#promare #promare x reader #promare imagines #promare scenarios #lio fotia x reader #lio fotia #x reader

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love-toxin · 4 years

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lion; lio fotia.

a/n: a commission from a lovely darling ❤️

warnings: female darling, height difference, mild dubcon, masturbation, friends to lovers, loss of virginity, slight dom/sub, post-promare/promare spoilers.

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"Huh. Have you gotten taller?"

You heard this question all the time, to the point that it had started becoming a daily routine. Most times you figured it was rhetorical, or that Lio was simply attempting to get a rise out of you--but feeling him shoulder up next to you was new, and you swore you saw a twinkle in his eyes as he peered up at you from chest height.

He seemed to have a particularly strong fascination with your height, among many other things about you. But for some reason, being shorter than you was something he could never quite get off his mind--thankfully he hadn't started measuring you yet to see where you stood when you were side by side, but his strong interest in your figure was starting to feel more like an obsession. Sometimes he would ask if you liked being tall, or more specifically, if you liked being taller than him. And you couldn't figure out the reason why for the life of you, or at least you thought you couldn't.

That was before you had walked into Lio's room and forgot to knock, and the sight that met your eyes burned its way through your head and all the way into your brain.

"Wh-Wha…"

He turned his head over his shoulder, his lean body doing nothing to hide what he had been hunched over. From where he sat cross-legged on his bed, you could clearly see the picture he had up on a hologram in front of him, which was a snapshot of the two of you at the beach with you hugging him to your bikini-clad chest. And you could also tell that his pants were unzipped and his hand had been moving at a suspicious pace, just before he looked at you like a deer in headlights and the blood drained from his whole body.

"What are you doing?!"

Fortunately he had a pillow within arm's reach that he could grab and shove down over his lap to cover himself, but it was far too late to not make it clear what he had been doing in the privacy of his room. And with both of your faces flushed to hell and back, you rushed out the door like you had turbo-powered engines on your ankles, an ear-piercing "Sorry!" echoing off your lips and down the corridors you raced through.

That was a few days ago, and he hadn't looked at you since. If you heard anything about him, it was through Galo, and even then you heard very little since he appeared to be quite agitated for the last little while.

You couldn't blame him, though. Having you walk in on him while he was so vulnerable had obviously struck a nerve, so even though it killed you not to be able to talk and laugh with your closest friend, it wasn't surprising that he wanted some distance while he worked these thoughts of his out. You had a sense that he had been hiding something from you for a while, but...you could never guess that it would be this.

You were so wrapped up in your own thoughts, in fact, that you didn't even notice the man of the hour slipping into the common area of your shared living space, so busy poring over the events of the week that his voice was barely a whisper at your back.

"...Are you busy?"

Your head whipped around at full speed, the sight of him enough to make your heart flutter a bit. You shook your head "no" in reply, too nervous to try and open your mouth lest the words get jumbled up on your tongue.

"Good. I need to talk to you."

Lio stepped away and left through the doorway, his mouth saying nothing but his gestures telling you that you should follow. And you did, your cellphone abandoned on the coffee table as you got up like a woman possessed, and hustled to catch up with him until you were nearly walking on his heels. Seeing the top of his head was familiar, but having his hair uncombed like he'd just rolled out of bed was not--and you worried about what he was going to speak with you about, from the moment you got up off the sofa to the second that he shut his bedroom door behind the two of you, and didn't move to meet your eyes after as he muttered into the heavy silence.

"Are you mad at me?"

He either couldn't bear to look at you, or he just didn't want you to see his face as he asked, and either way you wished that this whole accident had never happened. Nothing hurt you more than seeing Lio upset, or angry...nothing in the world could compare to the pain of seeing that hurt in his beautiful eyes.

"...No, of course I'm not mad. I wouldn't get angry with you over something like that, Lio."

The best way to deal with it was to be candid with him, you figured. Lio always had a habit of letting his emotions get out of control, so sometimes it was best to be upfront and leave him no room for doubt...sometimes.

"...You should."

And sometimes that wasn’t the case at all, if the problem was big enough.

"I won't, then. I've made that decision for myself."

Lio let out a deep sigh, and finally moved so he could turn and face you. But he kept his eyes cast towards the ground, clearly too perturbed to try and be honest with you while you were face-to-face. He always was better at expressing his feelings through action, instead of through words.

"Why not? I've just proven everyone right. I'm…I'm not a Burnish anymore, but I still...I-I’m still...burning."

He opened his hands, and by the way his fingers twitched, you knew he half-expected them to light up with flames like he’d done a million times before. He still felt those phantom aches of a power no longer harboured inside his body, and even if it had been more of a curse than a blessing at times, you found that it gave him a more hollow feeling after the Promare had disappeared from your world.

As soon as he realized what he was doing, he clenched his fists and let them fall to his sides, his face dark as he averted his gaze again. Something wicked had pushed its way into his heart and taken control of him, and just like those times that you had seen him struggling to keep the fires within him from exploding, you watched as he tried to stay grounded while he was in your presence.

"You shouldn't be my friend anymore. You shouldn't even look at me. I don't deserve to be anywhere near you, not when I can't control myself…"

If he wasn’t in his room already, this would probably be the point in the conversation that he would let himself get overwhelmed, and stalk off to his bedroom to sit and sulk. But he didn’t have anywhere else to go that you wouldn’t find him, and you took a careful step forward before you dared to open your mouth.

"Why not?"

"...You really want to know?"

His voice was strong but his knees trembled ever so slightly, and without the flames surrounding his body that he once used to protect himself from the world, looking down on Lio like this was like seeing a meek, frightened little boy. Having him look up at you with a shimmer to his eyes made that feeling grow even more, and when he reached up and took hold of your sleeve, you swore he wasn’t the same person that he was the day that you first met.

"...I just want to be your everything. I want to be underfoot, wherever you are and whatever you're doing."

The small, soft whisper he spoke in was like he was telling you a secret, leaning in and hoping nobody else would be able to hear. And honestly you didn’t know what to think of it, your mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions...until you let your heart do the work instead of your brain, and your lips were moving before you could take time to decide whether it was really a good idea or not.

"...Are you saying you want to be mine, Lio?"

You swore your heart stopped when you spoke up, and your world slowed to a halt as you waited for his answer. You knew in your soul what he wanted to say...but whether he would or not was a question you couldn’t answer.

He shifted his weight from foot to foot, not daring to meet your eyes...but once he took a deep breath to steel himself, his voice was the only thing you felt resonate within your heart.

"I’m saying that I...that I love you."

That was it. That was what you had guessed for awhile now...but it wasn’t until he said it out loud that you realized how long you had waited to hear it. Your feet moved on their own then, before you could think to do anything else, and by the time your hands were gripping his shoulders you had already accepted that this was how you wanted the outcome to be.

"H-Hey, what--what are you doing…?”

Lio’s voice slipped downwards into a moan, as you nuzzled into his neck and left a trail of kisses over his skin, until you found the softest spot of his throat and sucked a deep mark into it, one that he’d never be able to hide. But despite his stern words, they were backed up only by a sweet voice, that crumbled as soon as you bit into him and laved your tongue over the sore spot. It was so easy to turn him around and walk him backwards--and once the back of his knees hit the bed, he collapsed like a wobbly little tree in the breeze, and squirmed underneath you as you pinned down his lithe body with nothing but your own.

"Y-You shouldn't...don't look at me…"

He said as much, and yet there was next to nothing he could do about it, his arms wrapped around you and his face so close that you puffed out every breath you took against his cheek. And you could tell why he was anxious, especially with how dark his blush had gotten once you were on top of him--but you weren't going to stop, you refused to, not after you had been tortured by the memory of him touching himself while thinking of you. You were a living, breathing sex symbol for him, you had come to realize that...and being his friend, that would serve as quite the issue between you. However, as a lover...that would be a different circumstance altogether.

Your fingers trailed up to meet his cheek, both to make sure he would keep his eyes on you, and so that you could test the give of his soft skin under your touch. Despite the sudden advancement of your feelings, you felt tentative, hesitant even--but the sight of his plush, pretty lips was too much for you to resist, and you leaned down to press against them with a gentle shift.

"Mnh.."

Lio stiffened in that moment, his mouth occupied by a warm firmness like he'd never experienced--but you could tell by that quick beating of his heart that he enjoyed it nonetheless, even to the point that he brushed aside his own resistance and tilted his head down to deepen the kiss even more. Even when you pulled back he followed close behind, stretching up to chase your lips for another kiss, and another--he wouldn't be satisfied by your mouth alone, though, you knew that. He could kiss you all day...but there was something you both wanted that you knew would bring him to the light that he secretly craved.

"Please show me, Lio,"

Your murmuring into his neck sent a shudder through his shoulders, his body so lean and toned underneath yours that you almost feared the wrong move would break him--but you had a feeling that he wouldn’t be all that upset about it if it happened.

"Show me the face you were making while you were getting off to my pictures."

If you weren’t completely on top of him, and your hands weren’t already starting to ease his pants down off his slim hips, he probably would have had a total meltdown out of embarrassment. His secret had been well kept for so long before you found out, but now that you were touching him in a way that he had only ever dreamed, he just whined softly into your hair as you finally slid his bottoms off and let them fall to the floor.

From there, you had a brief interlude where Lio insisted on taking his shirt off as well, and in the process he helped you out of your own clothes with a healthy amount of eager hands on each other's bodies, and kisses that were fresh and new to both of you no matter how many you shared. By the time you were finally back to what you wanted to get to, and you shuffled yourselves further up the bed so you could lay atop him properly, Lio’s cheeks were thoroughly flushed and he was desperate to bring you closer again--and of course, how could you possibly find it within you to deny him, when he looked at you with eyes like that?

“Nnh...i-it’s my first time, so..”

He trailed his fingertips down your sides, your body heat bringing him comfort as you felt his cock twitch against your backside. He insisted you do it this way, he probably would have begged for it if you made him, and it brought a smile to your face at the thought of him loving your height so much that he wanted you on top of him so badly.

“..I’ve never had anyone touch me this way before. But even if it never happens again..”

It will, you thought. But you wouldn’t dare interrupt him, not while he was spilling his feelings to you in such a vulnerable state.

“..I’ll enjoy this time. I’ll treasure it...I’ll treasure you...forever.”

With that, he finally made the move to guide your hips down, and even the smallest graze of his cockhead against your slick folds made him whine without restraint. So in the end, you were the one who decided to take control, and lined yourself up to slowly sink down on his dick, every inch of his curve feeding into you easy and providing you a euphoria like you’d never experienced before. He just filled you out so perfectly, reaching your deepest spots without any trouble, and already pulsing against your clenching walls while he forced himself to focus on breathing properly.

In and out, in and out...you raised your hips and let him feel the pull of your pussy as he breathed in, and pressed yourself back to take his cock in all over again with every breath out, watching him carefully even though the feeling of him spreading you out made your vision blur if you moved too fast. But even so, despite Lio arching his back up so his chest met with yours, and his eyes rolling back as he experienced such carnal pleasure for the first time, he kept a tight grip on your waist to make sure you never shifted too far away. The moment you bucked up hard enough for his cock to slip out, he whimpered and raised his hips up to make contact again, humping your behind until you managed to catch him on the rim of your pussy and let him slide back inside.

He could barely even speak in this state, too busy with soundless gasps and moaning every time he felt you tighten around him or he rolled his hips in just the right way. With his heels digging into the mattress beneath him and his nails leaving little scratches on your skin, one might have even thought that he was being put upon against his will--but he wanted this, you knew now that he wanted this just as long as you did. Masturbating alone to bikini pictures of his best friend was the start, but you wanted to end it with Lio by your side forever, both to be your soulmate in this terribly cruel world, and as the man to warm your bed with sweet words and hot touches against your skin.

“Lio, Lio...Lio, I love you, my little lion…”

You spoke amongst breathy pants and pitchy gasps, your hands trailing up to tangle your fingers in his hair, and mess it up even more than it already was to complete the ruined look he worked so well. And in his effort to meet your touches, he tilted his head back in a haze, which gave you ample room to dip down and mark up his neck with all the feverish kisses you wanted.

“Please,”

Like a man possessed, Lio dug his nails in deeper and pulled you down to meet his erratic thrusts, the smacking of your bodies moving as one filling the room but not enough to drown out his whiny pleas for mercy. And you smothered those pleas with your lips, swallowing each of his moans into your mouth as your tongues met in a feverish dance, and he arched up into the kiss and bit down on your lower lip like it would be his last time. He only moved faster, only fucked up into you harder, and only throbbed inside you more intensely the longer you went on--until he just couldn’t take anymore, and considering how fiery you were burning from your head all the way to your toes with need, neither could you.

“Y-You’re my goddess...p-please...let me cum-!”

Sweet boy had the thought to ask permission, but his body just couldn’t keep up with his own desires. Before he could even get it all out, you felt the pulsating twitch of his cock on the edge of bursting--and with one more show of affection left in you, you pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his lips and let his tongue meet yours in a brief moment, before you squeezed him one last time and his thighs trembled violently with pleasing spasms.

“Mhnn…”

Lio’s moan was swallowed up by your tongue on his, and his jetting spurts of cum painted your pussy white and filled you up like a molten core, before it eventually overflowed and spilled down his softening cock as you melted into his arms like jelly.

Nothing would ever feel better than this, you were convinced. Spending your heavenly afterglow laying atop Lio’s chest was so like a dream that you feared you might wake up at any moment, but alas, your lover’s beating heart betrayed that reality as it gradually slowed down after reaching his peak.

“I love you.”

It almost surprised you to hear him speak normally now, albeit a little softer and with less of a bite to his tone. Lio raised a hand to touch yours, still a little hesitant...but once he laced his fingers with yours and felt you give him a reassuring squeeze, he met you with a smile so genuine that none could ever rise to match it. Nobody could meet Lio’s level at all, at least in your adoring eyes--and if they tried, you doubted they’d ever stand against you both while you stood tall by his side.

“...I love you too, my little lion.”

#yandere lio fotia #yandere lio fotia x reader #yandere lio x reader #yandere promare #promare #yandere lemon #love-toxin #3k

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i imagine lio *relies* on his captive little darling for comfort. the poor boy has the weight of the world on his shoulders, countless *lives* at stake; he has so many expectations thrust upon him, but he's only human. his mind can be fragile, and he'll cling and sob and beg his darling to comfort him, to not leave him, to love him *because* he knows how much of a monster he's capable of being. he relies on them just as much as they rely on him. they keep him sane, he's nothing without them.

I don’t know if this is a request, but anything with Lio is always *golden*. And, for the sake of clarification, this takes place before Promare’s events, while Lio is still leading the Mad Burnish. For the tension, if nothing else.

TW: Emotional Manipulation, Non-Consensual Touching, and Toxic Relationships.

Lio liked taking care of you. Even at the worst of times, he made it a priority to take care of you.

It was most common during his downtime, when he didn’t have anything better to do than hold you close and give you expensive scraps of lace and be so intolerably nice, whether his fondness was expressed through gifts or mumbled, sweet whispers, his sentiments often consisting of something honey-coated and rotten. It was a habit, by this point, a new hobby Lio wasn’t quite good at yet. A glove that didn’t fit, but one he tried desperately to wear casually. That was why you didn’t hate him for it. He was trying to do something kind, something considerate. Something he didn’t seem to know what wrong

That, or you just didn’t have the heart to tell him to stop. You’d tried to before, but the words always seemed to knot and fall apart when you tried to spit them out.

Even now, rain pouring down outside the shabby, abandoned shed the two of you had found shelter in, he’d insisted on being the one to start a small bonfire for light, pulling you into his side and starting to comb out your hair with his fingers as soon as Gueira and Meis had left to scavenge for supplies. He hadn’t said anything since then, either, basking in the violet glow and smiling whenever you glanced in his direction, never stopping that persistent petting. You thought about pushing his hand away, laughing and asking how he would feel if you treated him like a lap-dog, but decided against it.

It was the Post-Mission High, just the high. A bliss that came after every Burnish had a chance to unleash a wave of flames at their full potential, leaving Lio (especially Lio, it seemed) in an exhausted, affectionate mood he trusted you enough keep from hiding. He was coming down. He’d be down, soon. You just had to wait.

With a sigh, you let your head fall onto his shoulder, your knees soon pulled against your chest. You could never feel cold anymore, but it felt like you should, sometimes. Judging by the way you shivered as his nails brushed against your scalp, anyway. “Think anyone got hurt?” You asked, allowing your thoughts to trail back to the destruction. He warned you not to linger, but you couldn’t help it, not when the worried cries of civilians and sirens were still fresh in your mind. “Maybe we should choose somewhere less crowded, next time. You never know who’s going to be in a building that big.”

“The response time is slower for urban areas,” He explained, a grin a bit wider pressing into the top of your head, his fingers soon tangled in your roots. You perked up immediately, recognizing the signal. “And privately-owned houses aren’t rebuilt as quickly. Besides, you shouldn’t be worried about those things, either way. I’m the boss, right?” He paused, giving you time to nod obediently, despite the reassurance doing little to soothe your nerves. “Leave that stuff to me. But, I could take your mind off it, if you wanted me to.”

You agreed, absentmindedly, your attention still elsewhere. Lio didn’t seem to mind. His lips were on yours in the blind of an eye, regardless.

It caught you off guard, at first. His hand suddenly clamped where it’d embedded itself, holding you in place while its twin cupped your cheek, further pinning you. Struggling was secondary, shock coming first, astonishment outweighing the betrayal. You weren’t sure what to do, awkwardly resting your hands on his chest as he nipped and licked so desperately, the gesture highlighting both your reluctance and his inexperience. Still, you were frozen, at least until a particularly brutal bite to your lower lip.

The following shove didn’t separate him from you, but it got Lio away from your mouth, his focus shifting to your neck, his skin refusing to separate from yours. He didn’t move to speak, but Lio didn’t have to. You were stuttering terribly as soon as you were able to. “I… I-I’m not really--”

“You don’t have to be.” Warm, broiling air fanned over your skin, and unconsciously, you curled into yourself. But, you hardly had enough space to breathe, much less arm yourself with more anything more defensive than a frown and a look of concern. “I’m the one in-charge, aren’t I? Let me handle this, too.”

You faltered, briefly. “But I don’t want to--”

“It’s not your fucking choice.” He wasn’t talking anymore, hissing as he leaned back, grabbing the collar of your shirt with his free hand and pulling you towards him a little too roughly. Was it because he’d started a fire recently? Was it withdrawal? Did Burnish get withdrawal? You never had. “I take care of you. You let me take care of you. You owe me this, at least.” He scoffed, shaking his head, as if you were the one at fault. “You’re always going on about how grateful you are. All I’m asking you to do is prove that.”

You didn’t give yourself time to think, ripping his hand from your hair, standing up just as Lio realized he’d done something wrong. Of course, he reached out before you could take a step, taking your hand in his and looking at you so pleadingly, his eyes alone were enough to make you hesitate. “I didn’t mean it,” He said, rushing to get the thought out. There was a tug to your arm, an external force urging you to sit back down, to think things over. “Please, I’m sorry, I just got… ahead of myself. You know I care about you, right?” He didn’t wait for a response, this time, his next pull a little more insistent. “Sit back down. I’ll make sure you’re alright, next time, I promise.”

That was what he’d said, last time. He hadn’t promised, the time before that, but ‘swearing’ wasn’t much better.

He wouldn’t keep his promise. You knew that, and yet, you kneeled against the decrepit wall, shutting your eyes and holding yourself much more rigid than you had, a few minutes ago.

Lio was calmer now, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his head in the crook of your neck, the silence returning in full-force. You couldn’t say you didn’t prefer it, though. It was pleasent, compared to what Lio actually had to say.

He was right, in a way. Lio was a good leader, a good fighter, and that’s what you needed him to be. When you joined his cause, you hadn’t signed up for a ‘good friend’. You’d wanted to help in any way you could, and you would. You owed your fellow Burnish that.

You owed Lio that, whether or not he deserved it.

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Welcome |Lio Fotia × Reader Fem|.

Summary: Mad burnish dissolved like flames against the wind and the Burnishs struggle with the daily life of normality, they were finally considered human. Why was it so hard?

Cw. angst, fluff, etc.

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Normality slowly settled after the combustion that had consumed the entire planet to make way for the separation of Burnish's life species from humans, it was both a blessing and an official declaration of a humanity taken from those who randomly did combustion.

They woke up without hearing the voices asking them to burn more intensely.

He was genuinely strange, more than welcome but strange nonetheless. Even more so for those who had fought all their lives to control their flames, to retain them deep within their being and continue to be human. The comfort of not supporting the intensity of some flames that were crying out to come out was painful.

That present tasted bitter.

Lio had simply had it easy to carry on with her life, he had been almost cornered in the fire rescue team at the request of the Leader and Captain; Ignis after seeing her potential, which still left a bad taste in his mouth. It hadn't been fighting potential or anything, it had been his feelings and instincts that had come to the surface irremediably in the form of flames that she couldn't control, not when Kray had taken everything from her hands; friends, colleagues, family and partner. Her hatred for Kray had taken her peace of mind out of her veins, because she no longer had anything to lose. If Ignis realized his own mental debate at that moment, he didn't utter a single word, he didn't ask him to think about it and he didn't give him time to decide, there was only that opportunity to continue, he had lived with Burnish's fire since he he had a memory and dealing with actual fire was an afterthought.

They were calm days only with occasional breezes and drizzle, some fire a day or week.

He found himself in a terrain whose characteristics he had completely forgotten, it was impossible for him not to remember the fire vibrating in his veins and the voices asking him to burn more, to burn as much as possible. He now understood that they were lives crying out to return home, the same house from which his own fire snatched him away forever.

Even to this day, there was that itch on his skin now without fire and that he could never soothe even if he ripped the skin off. The fresh rejection of his own biological family, the loving words of who remained a part of his soul and the hatred towards those who differentiated them from humans, always in his imperturbable and semi-permanent memory. No outing of hers with her new colleagues and friends could silence those memories, only her voice could, only her had that effect.

And she had not seen her since they had to separate again before finding Guiera and Meis.

It was something I couldn't stop thinking about, couldn't stop searching the sea of faces (which I still hated) for their unforgettable features and searching for their specific tone of voice, paying attention to the white noise around them in the hope of coming back to it. find her. Even when his old group continued looking for her, they couldn't find her, and he had so many people he helped (he couldn't give a face to each of them) willing to help him as he had, and he thought that if there were more people from all over the world world searching would be faster.

He was irrevocably, unequivocally, hopelessly wrong.

He felt faint when he thought he saw her, when his mind betrayed him and exactly replicated her tone of voice, how it reproduced and replicated her laughter at random moments, how it made him believe he saw the exact color of her eyes in someone else's eyes. He was going crazy, and no one could understand the depth of his dilemma if they tried.

Varys had spoken to him after one of the first real fires they attended to after their integration, congratulating him on his quick action and the ease with which he dealt with situations of imminent risk (he bit his tongue not to say that this was how he dealt with himself at the same time). beginning), culminating with words that gave him some peace of mind at that moment; everything will fall into place and that pain will calm down.

I appreciate it.

Remi had been more pragmatic and direct, he had congratulated him on returning to a normal life and told him that he would understand if something was difficult for him both at work and socially speaking, it was strange and somewhat awkward but hey, it was his best attempt at seem.

He was fine, uncomfortable but fine.

Aina treated him as if they were lifelong friends, normally and carelessly, as if he were just another human (he hated how he still thought of himself as an outcast), he was gratifying but strange.

Strange but okay.

Ignis had stopped to listen to what he thought after the fire cases controlled by the rescue team and when he couldn't utter words he respected him, he only affirmed commenting that afterwards he would stop feeling numb and move forward without pain.

He never knew if his look was so incredulous and surprised, because he only received a half hug that he knew was bittersweet.

Lucia was easier to deal with, he never paid attention to her when she was a 'terrorist' for her it was still what it was (as strange as it was for hers) as long as he was still willing to try her inventions together Gallic.

Just fine, he had nothing to think or say. He was the one he felt most comfortable with and never scrutinized.

Galo was a completely different subject, he knew that he was not as stupid as he appeared and that he could see beyond the usual appearances of tranquility or disinterest in him, he knew it more, he never said anything, he only made him do more daily things together with everyone; go to the movies, to eat, for a walk, to the park, to go out alone to explore the city, to meet Guiera and Meis after everything that happened, and I also encourage him to have a pet, one that he adopted after a fire, a puppy abandoned by its owners in the fire that unfortunately lost a paw because it had been crushed by a burning piece of furniture that fell on it.

He had begun to live his normality in the company of Tandem, his new company.

It was strange living normally and not having her by his side, after all the promises they had made to each other, those nights when they had taken a few minutes to doze and relax against each other's bodies, daydreaming about the vine they hoped they could have someday. day; not having to run away and not having to see friends die again, being able to create a home, live, wake up and have breakfast together. They were dreams that he still remembered well, and how your voice was relaxing that night sleeping near a volcano to hide them. He lived those dreams with his Tandem friend who was happy when he came home and always waited for him, it was something that calmed his growing anxiety.

He until he found her.

They had responded to a fire call in a building, the fire was such that two rescue teams had been required, the fire and the medical training, apparently they were a team that had existed before the Burnish but was extinguished and returned now because the fire was normal and if it killed more people. The smoke was merciless with the equipment and more when any equipment did not extinguish the flames, with masks they had to enter to get the civilians they could but on the top floor there was only one person for which the medical rescuers came, all covered had descended from the sky to enter through the windows breaking them in the process so that the smoke could escape and give them entry to put out the fire, he went with Remy to look for more fire and put it out properly. Until the other team found injured people, out of the corner of my eye I managed to see how they became even faster to pull the less injured people towards Galo and Varys, the most injured had remained in the company of a single rescuer.

Both he and Remy watched as that rescuer did everything possible to return his pulse, even though the stretcher had been lifted by the other two who didn't flinch from the additional weight and advanced towards Aina who was waiting to take them down. And at that moment, he barely recognized her voice, as he gave shouted orders to the doctors waiting below before disappearing into the smoke. After putting out and putting out the fire, he didn't stay to listen to Ignis, he needed to know if it was her or not.

Aina and Galo watched him speed off on his motorcycle, leaving behind only his remaining equipment and a trail of dust in his wake. Nobody asked and they left him, it was the first time he did something moderately impulsive. However, the team couldn't help but worry about him, so they followed him from afar to the general hospital.

Lio almost left the motorcycle badly parked but he calmed down and left it well positioned, before entering the chaos that was the hospital with nurses and doctors running from one side to the other, treating the injured in the waiting room due to the crowding of everything and between So much chaos recognized her, she had her back to him, standing in front of a stretcher where she was attending to someone and she found nothing in herself to make herself known. He saw her in element, helping and helping people, and she shone like the sun itself. And when panic attacked her she turned around, she was able to admire her surprise in her look and since she got stuck in her place before reacting, by inertia she responded with a smile. She watched as the head medic smiled brightly before pulling her in her direction until they were face to face.

"Hello" "H-hey" they said at the same time.

She hugged him before letting her embarrassment win over her, she did not hesitate another second and did what I so hopefully can do again, feel him in her arms and listen to her breathing pattern, feeling her arms around her tightly and how she hid her face. on his neck, despite the height difference and the fact that he had to make an extra effort. She could smell the scent of smoke and sweat on hers, but there was still that unmistakable scent on her skin that she made him feel at home.

"I missed you so much, you don't know how much" Lio commented with a weak and stuck voice, refusing to let go.

Whether everyone or no one saw the couple hug each other tightly, no one said anything, they let them have their precious time together. Doctors and rescue team stayed away from them, by their appearances they deserved it.

"I missed you so much Lio, dear" she finally spoke with a shaky voice and strangled by the lump in her throat, before separating a little from Lio to cradle his face in her hands, feeling the texture of his skin and the exact color of her light hair "We don't have to part again, y-yes?"

Lio could only laugh, a broken and weak laugh, the first laugh she didn't feel was fake on her lips.

"I'll make sure of that love"

She just giggled before sealing her lips against the taller ones, unable to resist it any longer and devoting herself to savoring the smoke, heat and sweat on her lips slightly dry from the fire. They knew Lio, there was no doubt and it was finally in her hands, after months with the idea of her disappearance and possible death of her.

"Welcome back honey"

Lio felt complete, how her being entered into peace and her concerns calmed her screams, finally he had her in front of him and he would refuse to leave her back, until she allowed it. There would not be a day where he did not love her.

Her new life was welcome with her by her side.

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