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My Salvation - Muzan K.

She pulled on his tie teasingly, a groan erupting from his throat that was soon followed by a chuckle as she leaned closer.

“Mrs. Kibut-” A maid had burst in, freezing when met with the scene.

A pair of lavender eyes met hers. Cold. Violent. The door quickly was shut before the woman turned back to the man smiling seductively. She leaned closer, lips brushing dangerously close to the man’s lips. She half-liddedly looked at the man the smile still evident on her face. The man’s patience was running thin, she could tell. By the way he let out a quick sigh and how his fingers silently drummed on the arms of the chair. And most of all, how his ruby-red eyes were focusing no longer on her face, but on the item that was in her hand. Yes, that’s just what she wanted. She snapped his attention back towards her with the pull of his tie.

“Eyes on me love.” She whispered, waving the item in her other hand.

The man could only chuckle, “Jealous are we?” His grip tightened on her waist, “Never thought that you were the type to tease.”

“Never thought you were the one to get impatient.” She retorted back her voice laced with venom.

She was as pretty as wisteria, as deadly as it as well.

She was his prize and his poison. 

‘Never did poison taste so good’ He thought.

She traced her fingers along his sharp jawline, observing him like prey. He hadn’t ever been treated like this. He loved it. A challenge of his authority without words. His favorite. Yet, something the woman had in her possession and was not yet his angered him. Only a bit, if he was honest, but he would not ever admit that. And the fact that he had to please her to earn it. Buying her the most expensive items known to mankind, fancying her every whim, staying with her every second of the night. She wasn’t weak. No, he had learned that early on. 

One of his 12 Kizuki, Uppermoon 3 was the first to encounter her. His respect for women had spared him. Uppermoon 2 on the other hand was beaten badly, a near-death experience. Which didn’t pique his interest, until Uppermoon 1 had information about the woman after encountering her. The Blue Spider Lily. The flower he had been searching centuries, millennials for. He had one task left to do: Conquer the sun using the Blue Spider Lily. And the problem was obvious: he had to convince the woman to give it to him. He couldn’t kill her, that was off the table. She wasn’t any ordinary woman, no, no. She was a witch. A powerful one too. Too powerful for his own liking. 

She was as powerful as that swordsman. The one whom he deeply despised. The one who had him hiding until his death was official. She was his number 1 threat and the one who had what he wanted the most. So, they had struck a deal; if either of them fell in love with the other in the 5-month pact, the other would ask whatever they desired from the other. 

It had already been 3 months into the pact, time was running out, and neither of them had yet to fall in love with the other. He would try and make her fancy him by spoiling her, and she would try and make him fancy her with acts of passion. Usually, their personalities would clash against each other’s but it wasn’t a problem for either of them. They both already had their fair share of relationships. And there was no need for urgency for him as the Demon Slayer Corps weren’t to be alerted as she had her own fair share of bad relations with the past heads of the Corps. 

And they learned later that they had more in common with each other when making the pact. For example, they found out that they were similar in age. She was born during the Tang Dynasty in Chang'an, while he was born during the Heian Period in Heian-kyo. She was a witch and he was a demon, a lovely pair don’t you think? 

She had once said that once they perished from the land of the living, she would follow him into the flames of Avici. As it was already obvious from the start, that they were both guilty of every single one of their sins. Vulgarly teasing him that she would “do the acts of passion with him in the burning flames of Avici.”

“Muzan~” She whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.

He could only sigh, both of his hands now gripping her waist tighter, “Be quiet for a moment, woman.”

She complied placing her hands on his shoulders for stability. He rested his head against her chest, closing his eyes, the silence leaving him to his own thoughts.

“Falling for me already Kibutsuji?” She teased once more, an irk mark appearing on his forehead.

“Silence.” He ordered.

She sighed in response, sinking into his lap, staring at his black locks as he was lost in thought. ‘I wonder what he’s thinking.’ She thought.

She then felt her eyes droop, resisting the urge to yawn, she leaned her cheek against her knuckle before closing her eyes as her breathing became slower.

‘Is she already asleep?’ He thought, gazing up to confirm. And in fact, she was asleep. He then let out a sigh of relief as he got off the chair, carrying her sleeping figure to the bed and covering her with the blankets before making his way out. Sunrise was soon to come. He passed by the maid who had interrupted them earlier, leaving her be as she had specifically told him not to kill any of her servants. He walked out of the house, looking at the horizon at the last bits of dusk before dawn hit. And before the first moments of dawn hit, he vanished. For now.

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