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hii could you please do a short story about a male reader recently dating mello and smoking a blunt together? :) possibly also spicy? if nit ts okay!!

Mello x Male!Reader - Deathnote

--- Word count: ≈1222

Alright i got a bit carried away with this one so trigger warnings are (harsh/s&m/daddy/smut/fluff?)

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You and Mello recently started dating. Today he agreed to smoke ("le' grass") with you in the evening. Although he seemed to be in the same domineering mood as usual, he was bound to break this attitude later on right?

Mello lights the blunt in your mouth, gazing into your eyes with his piercing blue orbs. As you proceed to take a puff of the joint the feelings of his eyes on you made you weak to your spine, he really is the most attractive being you've ever laid your eyes on. Suddenly, your train of thoughts got interrupted.

"Are you gonna pass that joint anytime soon, or what?" Mello grunted. Clearly being impatient. You realize you've been staring at him in silence, you turn red and look away, handing the joint over.

"I zoned out, sorry." you say.

"Damn just how low is that tolerance of yours?" Mello replied, rolling his eyes at you.

"Yeah, uhm definitely not very low at all." You replied playfully.

"Well you're definitely not getting anymore then, i still need you to be.. aware, later." said mello.

"Oh?? How so?" you asked.

"If this is your way of making me say it out loud you're out of luck, you're not sly." He said, quickly turning his head away from you.

"What?? No say it! I really don't know!" you begged.

You let out a squeal as Mello pretended to press the joint out on your arm.

"The way you continue to try to fool me is ridiculous." Mello rolled his eyes.

"Oh yeah, and what are you going to do about it? you know i like pain." You replied, trying to suppress a smirk.

Mello grabbed your throat pushing you backwards against the balcony you lot were standing on.

"Don't test me, bitch." Mello said, feigning upset, as he eyed you down with a glare.

Ah there it is, that beloved death stare of his; you thought to yourself.

Mello squeezed harder into your throat, causing you to moan pathetically. "F-fuck, just kiss me already" you managed to make out while still being choked.

To which Mello roughly pushed you further back until your lower back was resting on the railing.

"You have no fucking business in telling me what to do sweetheart." Said mello.

You began to feel really anxious, the weed was making you feel like you were floating off the balcony. You quickly apologize. "Sorry daddy."

To which mello pulled your weak body a bit closer to him, moving his hand from your throat up to your jaw, firmly grabbing it. "Good boy. Now tell me, are you gonna beg for it this time, like a good little bitch? Or do you prefer to be thrown off this fucking balcony huh?"

"Nghh, i'm NOT gonna beg." You retort.

"Very well" he said, pushing you back again.

"Okay okay, fine!! please, PLEASE kiss me and get me away from that railing!" You yelled.

Mello smirked content and turned the two of you around, him being the one against the balcony now. Holding you close with one hand grabbing your waist, he leans in and as do you. Unlike his mannerisms, his kisses were very sweet and soft. He suddenly broke the kiss saying, "Shit i think it's kicking in now." "About time now." You chuckled. "Also it's cold lets go inside" You continued.

you both went inside and sat on his bed. "So what now?" you asked. "Let's just sleep, '' Mello said. "If you were to.. let's say convince me i might change my mind." You knew exactly what that meant. You bashfully look away before proceeding to lift your shirt up.

Mello's face turned slightly red. "Show me your nipples too" You blush as well and cover your face while you fully pull your shirt up. showing him your entire chest. Mello ran his hands up over from ur stomach to caress your chest. you let out a gasp as he squeezed your nipples between his index and middle fingers. "You know, I wasn't actually serious about going to sleep right?" said Mello.

"No, I know," you reply.

"You're into this playful kind of thing, huh?" He said. grabbing your neck before kissing your chest.

You replied to him moaning with a "Mhmm".

He squeezed harder around your neck. "Yeah? Do you would be comfortable if we. take. things. a. bit. further?" He whispered in your ear while pinning you down.

"Please do, daddy" You replied, half jokingly.

"Well then. Close your eyes" He said as he kissed you, forcing his tongue deep into your mouth.

Mello moved his hand down to your crotch, greedily squeezing the area down there. He kissed your neck. you moan each time he sucks and bites harshly into your skin.

He removed your pants and shoved his hand into your underwear, eventually shoving his two fingers inside you pushing them in and out. you were heaving heavily as he continued this for a bit until he shoved your underwear off and inserted his dick in you.

He moved his hands from over your body to your wrists. Planting them above your head while he held them very tight. You both moaned in between kisses while he kept thrusting inside you. He gradually went rougher and rougher until you were both satisfied and out of breath. He took himself out of you, and sat straight on top of you.

"Can I tell you a secret?"

"Go on!" you reply.

"I think you're really hot," he said.

you smile, turning your face away flustered. "Says you" you reply.

"Hmm, come here," said mello.

You did as he said and sat up straight against his body while he wrapped his arms around your waist. He kissed you again while moving his hand over to your ass. He squeezed into your ass while proceeding to kiss and bite you all over your neck, leaving hickeys all over you.

"You're making me feel really ahhhh. I just get butterflies, mad butterflies, when you kiss me. It feels like the world just stops for a moment. I'm just.. captivated by you. you're incredible"

"Hhmh stoppp, you're too sweet. But i feel the same way." You grab him by his hair and kiss him.

Mello moaned in between kisses as he spoke: "No.. but i just feel that way getting closer to each other.. I really.. like that. although i'm really embarrassed right now,, about how.. 'mellow' i get.. when I'm high."

You stopped kissing him to reply. "It's not embarrassing, it's cute." you tell him.

Mello turned red. "You think I'm cute? really? I never had anyone say that I'm cute before. But.. Thanks. You're also really cute. And, I love you."

"I love you too" you replied, as you kissed his face. He kissed you back on your forehead and you both ended up falling asleep together into each other's arms after a good while of cuddling.

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perxywonderland · 11 months

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Endorphins

Willow has strong “painkillers” since an accident, without them she is in absolute pain, physically and mentally. Unfortunately, these "painkillers" are opiates and you get addicted to those very fast because of the endorphins (pleasure, pain and stress relieving hormones) production, but your body gets used to it, so you get higher doses, again and again, your body tolerates it for a moment, until it can't, and you collapse. That is the case of Willow, who wakes up puzzled at Kuras' clinic. Kuras, her doctor and her dear friend, will find alternatives for Willow, some are quite intimate.

Take cautions as there is spicy content at the end, but TS is major people only so if you are minor, dni.

Relationships: (mainly) Kuras/Willow (oc), Leander/Willow Characters: Kuras, Leander, Willow, Nessie (Willow's cute doggo) Details: Substances addictions, withdrawal, hurt and comfort, angst, penetration, massage, soft, POV third person, Kuras is so soft and attentive I love him

Word count: 4780

Huge thanks to @captain--miracle for the proofreading bc my brain goes so fast and without them the writing would have been wacky

Eyes twitching and hands grasping at the cloth of her shirt, Willow woke up from the acute pain in her whole body, but particularly her tummy, heart and head. She recognized the familiar ceiling from Kuras’ clinic, and realised she was in the room for patients to rest. But why? As far as she remembered, despite her very foggy brain, she was home, it was keeping her puzzled, because she already checked Kuras not so long ago for her monthly blood draw and blood test. So why was she there, sleeping in the rest area, and in such pain. Speaking of pain, her body screamed for its painkillers, her solution to everything, from the physical pain to the mental pain. She tried desperately to stand up, wincing only by rising from the bed into a seating position. Her head felt so heavy she instantly fell to her former position. Where did her balance go?

“You should stay still, I have to draw some blood of yours.”

Willow rolled with effort her tired eyes to the origin of the calm and collected voice she knew so well, Kuras. He was standing there, with blood test supplies.

“…Did I faint again?”

He didn’t reply, instead preparing the stool next to the bed to sit on it and settled the supplies on the bedside table. His silence wasn’t so appreciated by the weak monster.

“Hey. Kuras, why the fuck am I here? What time is it? What day is it?”

With a sigh, he glanced at the clock on the wall for a few seconds.

“Right now, It is Saturday, nearly 3am.”

And then eyed back at his patient, replying with a colder tone.

“You collapsed.”

“Collapsed? I was doing all good the whole afternoon. Well, maybe some heart ache but the tablets did the work! I am fine! I probably just fainted, it's nothing, I am used to it! Ahah… You know how I am! But right now it really hurts, can you bring me my tablets please?…”

Her gaze was frantic, looking everywhere, except his harsh and lecturing glaring.

Kuras remained silent, focused on preparing her arm for the blood test. His gestures were confident, but not gentle.

Willow felt a drop of sweat running from her forehead, rolling down the bridge of her nose. In this situation, Kuras was dominant. Willow stammered her question again, almost begging for her request.

“Could you… please, bring me my painkillers… Kuras?”

“Absolutely not.”

Kuras finally replied, and dug the syringe into the prepared vein of her arm. Unprepared, Willow winced and frowned.

“Ow! Hey, that was too rough! You usually make them more gentle!”

“I changed nothing, you are just clean from all substances.”

He inhibited himself to add a comment, but reminded himself he was also at fault, he stayed shut.

“…This is kind of why I need my tablets. Come on Kuras, when someone is in pain, you give them painkillers. That’s common sense, you’re a doctor!”

By using logic to not appear desperate, the purple haired entity didn’t realise she was doing the absolute opposite. Her whole body, voice and eyes screamed for her sweet instant solution. But the doctor wouldn’t let her, not this time.

“Or…”

Kuras started his sentence while removing the needle from Willow’s arm, and bottled the golden liquid into a vial, looking up at the beautiful liquid some would price high by its deceiving appearance.

“You find the origin of the pain.”

He resumed, staring straight to Willow’s guilty eyes, which instantly turned away from Kuras.

“…I tried… I really tried, but… this is too hard, too painful, if I try again, I think I’ll go mad..”

His gaze softened. Of course he knew, he truly believed in her and trusted her. Kuras changed the topic.

“You don’t remember anything from last night?”

“I don’t…”

“The opposite would have been surprising, your blood test 5 hours ago was… interesting. There was no way you would have been lucid in such a euphoric and sedated state.”

Willow slowly realised what the doctor meant by that. Her eyes widened but quickly turned away when they met kuras’ again. Only the angel’s stare is enough to lecture her about what happened, despite the warm honey colour, his gaze was cold and concerned. But he didn’t let Willow escape this time. He grasped her chin and angled her to face him.

“I told you to be careful.”

His tone was soft, worried even. Willow’s eyes were stinging, tears forming but she rubbed them away before they could roll.

“I am so sorry, Kuras… uh, it’s the pain that makes me cry. I wish I could end this suffering…”

“ I know, I am sorry Willow.”

Kuras’ gaze hinted at sadness, he knew how it was to be stuck forever with a burden. He had his own to carry, and a quite heavy one. He let her chin go and corrected his posture on his stool to a straighter position.

“When Leander found you, you were wobbling on your feet, your look was absent, saying rubbish, until you dropped and convulsed. You should thank Nessie, he is the one who alerted him. He is still a bit in shock. ”

“…Fuck…”

A silence settled for a long minute, the lady stared down at her feet, holding her head between her hands, desperation and guilt won her. Her sentence came tearing up progressively.

“My pain even affects my closed ones… How can I make it end? If even the tablets cannot do anything anymore…”

Kuras grabbed one of her hands and cupped it between his. His touch radiated warmth, in contrast to Willow’s ice cold body.

“We will find a solution, alternatives. I promise.”

In reply to his support, Willow reached to hug him close, no matter how painful it was to move. A sign of immense gratitude.

“Leander is waiting outside, I’ll tell him you have woken up, do you want to see him?”

By her scared look, he understood the little visit would be for later. However he knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep right now, due to the pain. She needed a strong distraction, a book wouldn’t be enough. He picked from one of his pockets a little wooden horse, staring at it before handing it to Willow’s yellowish hands.

“It reminded me of you, I found it in the stands of Amaryllis District, it is a puzzle, find the solution while I am away.”

Willow shrugged and inspected precisely the horse with her eyes and fingers, at least it might shift her sensations on to the puzzle rather than the pain for some time.

Not long after that, Kuras stood up and went back to the main room to study at his lab her blood and compare it from her former blood draw.

A few challenging days passed, challenging for Willow and her urges. Challenging for Kuras to handle such a difficult and violent patient. Ais wouldn’t do good as he is used to smoking, it would be counterproductive. Leander looked after Aerilynn and Nessie. But it paid off, the urges were less frequent, but the pain remained, her mood was quite unstable but most of all, she was depressed. The goal now she was sober from opiates was to find a natural alternative to the endorphin painkillers produced.

For now, Leander seemed to be an option. It was time for a little visit after this isolation. In no time a ball of black fur rushed to Willow into a big bear hug with little whines, meaning “I missed you so much”. Nessie couldn’t hold still, his happiness was contagious as it made everyone smile. The sun after the tempest.

“I missed you so much, big boy!”

Willow chuckled and pet Nessie tenderly.

“May I have pets too?”

Leander said as he sat on the bed too, leaning with a smile, his radiant eyes were starving for attention as well. But her eyes widened at the sight of Leander, remembering he was the one who witnessed and struggled with her overdose. Before she could say anything he rubbed her cheeks into a reassuring way.

“You do not need to be sorry, I am good now. However I wish it will not happen again, for you, I mean.”

His hands slid to hers, warming them, caressing them tenderly. Giving them a little warmth and softness despite his gloves.

“I will make sure to check on you and spend more time with you now. But you know my suggestion to join the bloodhounds still remains, we all can check on you and it can distract you from your chronic pain.”

Leander said as he gently brushed with his lips the knuckles of her hands.

“I would love to spend more time with you, but not as a bloodhound, I wouldn’t fit in. And I have my own business to handle, I am better at this.”

“Okay, I understand. Then I got something for you.”

His hands let go of Willow's hands, and he searched into his pockets for three pieces of paper, those were tickets. He presented them to her.

“Those are tickets for the upcoming play in the high town, remember how we used to go there, Kuras, you and I back then?”

Willow, positively surprised, nodded in agreement. Leander added with a smirk and pointing with his thumb behind his back:

“Not to mention it is highly recommended by the doctor, plays like those can help to produce endorphins and cheer you up.”

“Then this is with great pleasure that I accept, thank you, Leander, for everything.”

With a warm and gentle tone, the owlish eyed lady cupped his cheek with her hand, the other one replied with a gentle smile;

“Always there to catch you, Willow.”

The play was outstanding and humorous, just what all three needed, before the clerics could find them the trio was already away heading to lowtown.

Leander waved at the two others before going into the Wet Wick to join his peers, and the two yellow eyed creatures headed back to Willow's place. But Willow remained frozen in front of the tall building. Kuras gave her a puzzled look.

“It’s just… I’m scared that… Well… my stashes, and the smell.”

Her worried stare turned to the doctor, now she was out of this, she clearly didn’t want to relapse. The urges were horrifying, the sweat, the vomiting, the pain, the cries, the begging. She didn’t want to wiggle like a worm in pure agony because of her body cleaning the mess inside again.

“Leander and Ais have taken care of that.”

Sudden relief found Willow as she sighed and gave a slight nod. “But if you do not feel ready, or safe, to be on your own yet, you know you can stay at the clinic for some time”

Kuras proposed into a calm and reassuring tone, to that, the lady held the doctor’s hand gently, in agreement.

Kuras led the way to the clinic, and enjoyed the warm temperature of the room in contrast to the fresh and cool air from the night. As the doctor adjusted his sleeves, he asked his patient:

“Do you feel any pain right now?”

Willow hesitantly replied as she undid her coat and carefully settled on the coat rack. His generosity triggered her needs to not disturb him. “You’re doing so much already, a little pain is okay.”

“It doesn’t answer my question, as a doctor, I should relieve my patients from their pain…”

He began, remaining calm while sitting on his stool near the examination table.

“…You said it yourself, Willow.”

Willow fidgeted with her boots while undoing them.

“Do not hesitate to say when it hurts.” Kuras added. He patiently waited for her answer, not pushing her, nor ignoring her. Kuras was such an amazing listener as much as a rambler, but he knew very well when to listen, and when to ramble, Willow admired him for that. So collected, so calm and gentle, empathetic, it was everything she loved in a person, or a monster. Since they met, she felt safe and trusted this angel with her whole body and soul despite their opposite origins. Not many angels were like him, he was special, special to her.

“I feel like my body contracts so hard it will break into pieces…”

The doctor let out a thoughtful hum while holding his chin and crossing his legs. He could prescribe some muscle relaxant, but the elements in those could potentially trigger new addictions in the current situation. Something more therapeutic would be better than medication.

“How about a massage?”

Willow arched her brows at his idea. A massage? It felt off topic at first, he explained:

“Massages can trigger endorphin production, relieve stress, and muscle contractions. Leading to relaxation and pain relief as well as a feeling of wellness.”

He turned with his rotating stool to face the cabinet full of bottles and boxes with different sizes, colours, and shapes. Settling carefully his glasses ready to prepare the supplies he’d require for his remedial activity.

“You never told me you did those.” Carefully reading the labels on the bottles, turning them into his hands, he answered:

“I do them for a more close, private sphere of people I like. Depending on if they agree or not. It can become more… intimate.”

Realising what he meant, Willow’s yellow blood rushed through her cheeks, nose and ears giving those a deep golden blush. With a few blinks of her wide opened eyes, she approached him.

“Do I… Do I need to wear something specific ?” “Your usual nightwear will do. Don’t worry, I will not push your boundaries.”

Willow nodded and headed to the resting area to change into simple nightwear, a soft white wool set composed of a tank and a short. She undid her lamb-like hairstyle and let her curly hair free in no time due to her curiosity, she never had such things before. She tiptoed her way on the cold floor back to where Kuras was and waited for his instructions. Multiple bottles were on the counter, Willow knew some of them, as they were essential oil based. Kuras didn’t wear his glasses anymore, he gestured to Willow to lie down with front body on the examination table. Willow obeyed and carefully lied down, and pushed her hair away, revealing a long vertical lightning-like healed scar from her neck to her lower back. She wasn’t able to see much with her head turned to the left, watching the doctor’s tidy counter. He stood up while warming up some oil between his hands. He pressed a warm hand on her shoulder blade, and announced with a low and comforting voice:

“I will start with the legs and go upper, tell me when it hurts, or if you have enough or feel uncomfortable, I will stop immediately.”

Willow motionned a yes by nodding with eyes closed. Without even starting, his words and touch were relaxing, she left her whole body to him with no fear or apprehension.

The doctor faced the tall lying body from the end of his examination table, and started his manoeuvre by gently caressing one calf with his oily hands, warming the body part up to a comforting temperature. Kneading, pushing carefully the skin and muscle in slow motions of back and forth and circles. Sometimes pressing his hands on the whole calf and running them towards the back of her knee multiple times, to then going back rubbing different local places on the one calf, he repeated the motions on the other. The gesture wasn’t strong or painful, it was gentle, attentive, confident, just like him. The body he was meticulously taking care of instantly became putty between his beautiful long fingers.

Kuras’ hands made their way to the back of her thighs, warming them up and giving them the same treatment as the calves. Because of the shorts, sometimes his hands required going under the clothes to reach the top part of the thighs, but it didn’t disturb Willow. Despite her flimsy appearance, Willow had quite toned muscles, running was the main reason, because of her atypical blood compatibility with no one, she had to train her heart to adapt to blood draw and blood loss. The heart of a runner would pump more blood than a normal one thanks to its strength and size. Kuras asked before moving to face her back horizontally:

“How does it feel?”

“That is interesting, I mean,I like it a lot, it is relaxing for sure.”

She answered into a slightly drowsy voice.

“Do you want to go further? Are you okay with my hands going under your tank? For the back.”

“Mhm.”

She nodded, giving her agreement to his upcoming gestures. Kuras reapplied some oil between his hands for the large surface he was going to take care of. The doctor began with the lower back, putting pressure into his circle motions with his thumbs, and covering her whole waist with both his hands in his back and forth motions. The silence during his work was comfortable, a sign of safety and trust. But Willow couldn’t hold her curiosity. “Does the pressure you add at certain places give that feeling of relief? “

Never missing an opportunity to teach, Kuras answered his question:

“Yes, like those weak spots I taught you, the human body has nice spots, they enhance endorphins and serotonin production. This is called acupuncture.”

“I see, well, you sure are producing a lot of serotonin and endorphins there.”

She replied satisfied, a little melty as Kuras slid his warm hands more between her skin and clothes. Kuras escaped a little chuckle to her dozy comment. He didn’t focus on the scar, he kept his treatment even on the whole surface of her back, he knew if he focused on it, it would be counterproductive and trigger anxiety and even pain to her. He worked as if it wasn’t there, despite its big presence and eye-catching striking shape. Kuras gently pinched the straps of the tank, asking again for consent before going further, or stopping there. “May I?” “Yes.”

Kuras proceeded to slide them away with Willow’s help, passing them under her arms. She rested her head on the table and her arms were parallel to her body. He resumed his treatment on the shoulder blades, free from obstacles. The upper back and shoulders and neck seemed to be a sensitive spot for Willow who accidentally escaped a relaxed low moan, it tensed her up a little. Kuras reassured her. “This place does feel nice, yes.”

“I wish you could teach me, so I can do it to you as well.”

Willow requested, a little scared her advance for giving affection would be declined, but he didn’t. Kuras replied with a warm and pleased tone: “That would be lovely.”

Slowly but surely, they pushed their boundaries to something more intimate together. Expressing interest into one another above the friend type.

Kuras slid his hands through her whole right arm. Meticulously massaging every finger and the palm. He appreciated the colour of her natural nails that some would believe polish laid on them. Her nails and hand veins were pearly golden. Her body in itself looks like a valuable item with its rich yellow tints. Her peculiarity and intelligence were the things he loved the most in her. It saddened him that she didn’t recognize the beauty of her uniqueness. Going upward to her forearms, and then upper arms, he finished his treatment, or almost.

“That was amazing, thank you, Kuras.”

Willow complimented him after opening her eyes and sitting up on the examination table, she readjusted the straps of her tank, and smiled warmly to Kuras with her eyes half closed, relaxed; she was just drunk on natural endorphins. It was a much better view than her drunk on endorphins triggered by drugs or alcohol, she was completely lucid and truly feeling well. He couldn't help himself, he carefully took her hands into his, caressing them. “I finished, but as a doctor. As an intimate partner I haven’t.”

He began, invoking a surprised reaction to Willow, even if she seemed positively surprised, he resumed:

“But I will not go further if you do not want to or do not feel comfortable with this.”

Willow remained silent a moment, her hands escaped his to reach his shoulders, making Kuras bent a little to her. “Well, I am quite curious.”

She smiled and looked deep in his eyes as one of her hands stroked his back, the other one reached his cheek to caress it tenderly. “Curiosity is one thing, agreement is another. I want to be sure you want this, that you are okay with this.”

He knew Willow was extremely curious, and sometimes it led to impulsive behaviours and actions. He let her think for a moment, with both hands resting on each side of the table.

“Then yes, I want to.”

She replied before kissing his jaw gently, moving up to the corner of his lips. Kuras pressed their lips together, tilting her head backward as he held her back into a firm hug.

They broke the kiss while Kuras took the hand on his cheek to guide her to stand up and follow him, leading her upstairs to his bedroom. Willow never ever found or caught him sleeping no matter the hour she came for troubles she’s been in, or her friends. At best, he was in his bedroom but on the armchair near the fireplace to read. But the bed seemed to be barely used. Willow gently sat on the bed. She fiddled with his partner’s coat, as a question if she could undress him a little. He didn’t refuse, he even helped her by removing his coat and shoes before laying a knee on the bed, guiding the lady to lie down. Pressing some light chaste kisses there and here, from the neck to the shoulder, he made his way to her flat chest and stomach with his free hand, caressing those areas tenderly, another form of massage. Willow stroked his hair at the back of his neck, watching his every move, and his beautiful face, lashes and amber orbs were lightened by the warm light of the lamp next to his bed in a golden orange-ish shade. He truly was beautiful. She took his caressing hand in order to guide him to crawl on her to lie down next to her. She went on top of him and began undoing his top, revealing his toned torso she caressed with both hands. She crawled backward to be at the eye level of the belts to undo them as well. “This is not very fair.”

Kuras slid a mocking comment with a slight smile. To that, Willow made eye contact with him again, raised up and took off her tank, tossing it away in the room with a slight smile too.

“Better?”

She asked in a playful way. Her playfulness didn’t last long as Kuras lightly stroked his large hands lightly on her sides, sending shivers down her spine. It clearly was pleasurable by her weakened look. He pushed her on the side to lay down again next to him, cupping his cheek with her hand, she kissed him again, introducing her tongue progressively. One of his hands reached down her lower back while the other slid into the shorts to remove it progressively. Their limbs intertwined together into a tight embrace with only their underwear left.

Kuras hand played with the last cloth remaining on Willow, looking deep in his eyes, she gave him her consent on going further with a soft nod and a kiss on the neck. He gently moved her to lay on her tummy again like on the examination table, she did so and helped him to remove her last piece of fabric. His hands stroked her back into gentle caresses, back and forth as he progressively reached her butt, massaging it tenderly. Her thighs got the same treatment again, until his hand slid between them to brush with the tip of his index and middle finger her private parts. It automatically caused a low moan escaping Willow’s mouth. She and he constated she was more than ready by the sound her lower abdomen made as he stroked it. A finger made its way into her entrance, then a second. Together they massaged her inside, it felt wonderful, too wonderful that Willow tried to muffle her moans and yelps of pleasure. But it was unsuccessful when Kuras nimbled her shoulder and neck. His own pleasure built up too. He removed his last cloth as well, revealing his own private parts. Pinning her hands together in one hand, and pinning her hips with the other, he stroked his private parts slowly on Willow’s behind, before slowly entering Willow’s entrance smoothly thanks to the preparation. Both escaped a louder moan of pure delight. He moved first in slow back and forth, adventuring to find her most sensitive spot. In no time her legs twitched, found it. He pumped into the spot again and again, a little harder but still passionate. He bent to reach her neck to kiss it again and went even deeper, his breath and moans tickled her ear. Willow desperately tried between the moans to praise him but felt she was about to reach climax. Her whole body twitching was a sign for Kuras to stop and get out before she reached the sky without him. Getting free from his grasp, she rolled to face him with watery eyes due to the pleasure, she pushed him to lie down next to her and stroked his genitals with a hand.

“You’re very good at this if you want my opinion.”

Willow praised him with a low voice, almost a whisper. Kuras grabbed her chin, brushing her lower lip with his thumb.

“Don’t mean to be rude, but you seemed the kind of person with no experience.”

Willow joked with a slight smirk.

“I just keep my intimate partners and my interactions very private, the world doesn’t need to know that, it is very valuable information for the malevolent and foolish ones.”

Kuras simply replied. Keeping eye contact with his partner with similar orbs, Willow said thoughtful

“Mmmh, I guess I am less private about those. Maybe I should, Vere is a bit teasing too much about that, but he is no better. ”

Noticing a slight frown on Kuras’ face at the mention of the fox’s name, she added before reaching to kiss him:

“But I don’t do much with Vere, no worries about that, he joined us once when I was with Ais.”

Stroked his lower abdomen more actively again, moaning in her mouth. Willow positioned herself to his length and he did the motion to enter again. In this tight embrace they moved and moaned in unison. Giving praises to each other, eventually they reached climax, Willow pressed their mouth together and cupped his head with her hands. Little teardrops of delight formed on both their eyes.

Heavy breaths were the only sound left in the room, Willow rested her head against his shoulder, he stroked her hair while she caressed his back. Something Kuras found interesting with Willow is no matter where she was, her smell always remained the same: the french humid air of the forest and fields of flowers at dawn. It was refreshing. His smell was more spices, Willow always found it comforting. Willow broke the comforting silence.

“That was another amazing massage, how many times a week do you recommend it?”

Kuras smiled at her little prescription metaphor.

“For the first one, twice a week, the second, depends on the availability and will.”

“Good.”

Willow replied as she snuggled closer, eyes closed ready to sleep.

“Do you sleep?”

“I don’t, I have no need as an angel. But I can close my eyes and think.”

“That is interesting, but can you? We faeries have no need to sleep, but we can.”

“I call it more like resting.”

“Oh, I see.”

She released a mocking chuckle

“A faery and an angel, polar opposites, together in the same bed, how ironic.”

Kuras listened to her, with closed eyes, his nose burrowed in her hair.

“At least I’ll not bring your fate, I don’t want to hurt you, Kuras, I like you. A lot.”

At her last words, he opened his eyes and was about to reply - but she was sleeping already. Her love was at worst deadly. She just liked some people, a lot. But no true love.

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