*yawnnnn~*
poke poke poke poke poke poke
What's poking me?
I grumble, "Five more minutes."
Poke
This is kind of pissing me off. What the hell is poking me? I could've sworn I locked my door.
I keep my eyes closed and shut them a little harder to try and maintain my sleepy demeanor, to maybe fall back asleep.
"Mom, please let me sleep..."
A familiar, but recent voice... SCREAMS IN MY EAR!
"I AM NOT YOUR MOTHER YOU MEANIE!"
"GAHH STOP SCREAMING IN MY EARS DAMN IT!!"
"Okay!"
What is with this girl, and whose voice is that... I coulda sworn I've heard it before.
I get more comfortable, and then...….
Lick
I jump up all the way
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!"
She looks like she's about to cry.
"Aren't you the leader of demons, Estria? How does a person yelling at you, making you cry?"
She tears up even more, like the answer should be obvious. I'm still a little mad, so I get a bit angry. She straddles me and looks down towards my face. One of her tears hit my cheek. It's surprisingly cold.
(Inner monologue sigh) Why is she looking at me like a lost puppy, even her tail is in-between her legs. Weirdly enough, it's been wrapped around my arm the whole time.
"IT'S *sniffle* IT'S-"
"Spit it out."
She bounces once, and I can feel every curve and crevasse of her lower half on MY lower half. She brings her arms close to each other, then leans closer to my face.
"THE REASON IT HURTS MY FEELINGS IS BECAUSE IT'S YOU, YOU IDIOT! No girl wants her husband to yell at them."
How is she already so emotionally attached to me? We only went on one date. Oh yeah, forgot to tell you guys it's been a week since I got here. She usually sleeps on me all night, and it feels pretty nice, honestly. She's been very hospitable, I get fed every day, and the food is AMAZING here. Imagine the most premium beef and vegetables EVERY DAY, BUT COOKED IN VARIATION SO IT ISN'T BORING. This is the life; if I knew I was going to be so well pampered, I would've died a lot sooner.
"Estria, please stop wiggling around like that... It's not safe for you."
"NOW WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? I'M THE STRONGEST IN THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD. A LITTLE WIGGLING ON YOUR CROTCH ISN'T GOING TO HURT M- what's that poking me?"
heh
"I thought a little wiggling wouldn't hurt ya?"
"IS THAT YOUR-!"
That's mah bo-ner yup.
"I told you it wasn't safe."
"//// G-GET IT DOWN!"
"Ok, one, it doesn't work that way, and two, you can just get off of me and solve the problem yourself."
She wiggles a little more and starts moaning a bit.
No. Nope. Not happening. This isn't how I lose my virginity.
"Honey."
She suddenly stops and lies on my chest.
"Kami, I made you some food. Please come eat with me. Okay?"
Well, I can't say no to that face; she's looking at me like I'm her husband. Okay, well, I am, but still it's adorable. Damn, I really wanted to sleep some more, but she made that food for me, so I guess I'll get up. I just hope it isn't a trope where the cute, cool girl can't cook.
"Yeah, yeah. Let's just go already."
As we get walking, I get reminded how beautiful this place is. Those beautiful stained glass windows on the walls and ceiling, accompanied by a pair of white and gold marble pillars about every 10 feet. You wouldn't expect the inside of such an evil-looking castle to be this, human.
"Kami."
She looks at me with quite a look on her face. It's like a mix of happiness, lust, and anger. Weird.
"Yes, Estria?"
I say, leaning towards her face, she's barely shorter than me, and that's saying something because I'm tall. Her morning hair is adorable to me; her once beautiful and dignified look turns into more of a cute, sexy look. Her pajamas are practically falling off; I can see every curve on her sexy body.
"Well, I just thought that maybe we could.."
Why is she looking at me like she's expecting me to pounce on her?
"I want to take the next step in our relationship."
-_-
no
"no"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO! ISN'T THAT ALL BOYS THINK ABOUT?!?"
"Why do you even want that so fast? That's something you cherish with the one you love. Also, it's not all we think about; we think about the body, not the act."
She raises an eyebrow and looks at me with a tilted head in confusion.
"What do you mean? I just want to hold your hand?"
(Inner monologue sigh) That's all it was?
"Oh, PHEW, don't scare me like that."
I hold my hand out and give a warm smile.
"I would be delighted to hold your hands, my beautiful wife."
She giggles and looks at me with a slight, wholesome yearning. It's enough to melt my heart a bit. She's such a kind woman, it's still just too hard to picture her as a tyrant.
"So, Estria, how did you get the name Demon Tyrant? You are the most kind and sweetest woman I've ever met. Something is not adding up."
She looks at me with the same beautiful smile, those kind red and black eyes staring into my heart instead of my soul. Then I hear from her supple lips.
"I killed my mother and father 538 times until they let me rule. Then I killed every human on this side of the world, because they were killing my people and all. Oh, then the heroes over the last 1000 or so years tried to overthrow and/or kill me. So I moved the ancient gods' spawning circle here. I killed them when they were summoned, but only after annihilating around 99 percent of the remaining ones, and their family lineage they made (Can't have Can't vengeful kids, can we heh). Oh, and I did all of this by myself, no minions. If you want it done right, you do it yourself. I learned from the manga that those filthy heroes made."
. . .
"You actually did all of that?"
"YEAH! It was really fun. I also used to torture and kill my own people when they screwed up, but I got bored with that. When I read those novels and manga, I pretty much stopped training people with violence, that was like 50 years ago though."
"So, since I was summoned, does that make me the current hero?"
"Yes."
"And you kill heroes?"
"Yes"
"Why haven't you killed me then?"
"Because before you are the hero to me, you are my husband."
For some reason, I've felt more loved by this Demon than anyone else in my life. I can't tell if I'm being blessed or cursed right now. I guess time will tell.