I Always Knew You'd Leave Me (L Lawliet x Reader)

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"Where the fuck have you been?"
The deep voice sent the purest fear through you. It belonged to none other than your husband, Reiji, letting you know you hadn't made it home in time. Reiji had just returned home from a week long work trip in Japan and had unfortunately gotten home before you. It was only to be excepted of him to be upset but you didn't think he'd be this mad.
"I'm sorry, I went out to lunch." The lie passed easily and you hoped he would believe it.
"Lunch?" The closer he walked to you the scarier he got. "Fucking lunch!"
A hand slammed onto the wall behind you. The sudden movement made you jolt and this only made him sneer at you. Anger flamed in his eyes while tears brimmed at yours. Altercations like this happened often but each time you still cried. You couldn't help it. The combination of him being upset with you, the raised voice, and intimidating movements made it impossible to keep dry eyes.
"I've been working my ass off in another country and I can't even get a welcome home from you?" Silence for a moment. "Learn to fucking answer me!"
"I'm sorry! What else do you want me to say?" Your face became wet as you couldn't hold it in anymore. You thought you saw his eyes soften at the image of you sobbing but soon you realized you were mistaken.
A hard slap was delivered to your cheek. The pain stung sharply on impact and continued to linger even after his hand left. Tears began to fall faster from your eyes as you tried to turn and run away. Of course, you didn't make it far as he grabbed your arm and pulled you back into your place. He would always make sure you knew it.
"Stop being such a whiny little bitch. I should be the one that's upset."
"S-sor-." Another slap was given to you but this time on the opposite side of your face.
"Stop fucking apologizing. It's pathetic." He smiled to himself. "Well, what else am I supposed to expect from you?"
"Reiji..." The sound of his name surprisingly calmed him as he silently watched you cry.
Soon his lips were kissing up and down your neck and his hands were exploring everywhere. It was just like him. To feel so suddenly turned on as you sobbed and pleaded. It revealed what a sick, twisted sadist he was. You bet he had planned it.
"On your knees." You didn't hesitate to fall to the ground as you had already felt to weak to stand. You knew the next line to come even as you secretly hoped he wouldn't say it. "Suck it."
Pathetically you worked to undo his belt. It took longer with the wall of tears in your eyes making him more and more impatient. Eventually both his pants and boxers slid down and his hardened cock sprung in front of you. You could already feel your jaw sore.
Both your hands worked to pump him as your tongue swirled his tip, precum dripping onto your tastebuds. You soon took him into your mouth where you were forcefully gagged onto him. Your already wet eyes filled with a new set of tears as he used your hair to face fuck you. The grip he had on you was enough reason to cry for itself but the repeated motions on his dick were hurting both your jaw and throat. After a while he pushed you off and onto the floor.
"Come on." He picked you up from your spot on the wood flooring and started to walk you both towards the bedroom. No matter how twisted his fantasies he'd always prefer on the bed.
When you were sprawled on the sheets was when he ripped off all your clothing and began to lay kisses everywhere. His mouth soon found way to your thighs where he began to bite and suck. After he was satisfied with the markings on your legs his head settled in between them. You hated to admit it but his tongue truly was skillful as it lapped hungrily at you. Sloppy kisses and licks were delivered to your pussy and moans and shakes couldn't be helped by you. It was only natural.
"Look at you." He finally said breath landing on your clit, "you were so upset earlier! You pretend you don't like it, but we both truly know you love it. I bet you deliberately missed welcoming me home just to piss me off."
That was his problem. The world he saw was not like the world every one else witnessed. He'd always move things around, change certain things to make it how he truly wanted. Any one aware would see how frightened and scared you were, how it definitely wasn't an act to get threatened then fucked. Actually, you wouldn't have minded consensual degrading in the bedroom but you didn't want uncalled for tears. It just left you confused and scared, wondering what would tip him off next time.
"Fuck!" He groaned as he entered inside you.
His thrusts were precise and aimed towards his pleasure rather than a compromise and the speed of it left your legs shaking. You hips bucked up and down with his as your breast violently followed. Sex with him was pleasurable but he believed there was no pleasure without pain. Pain meaning making you cry, scream, and bleed. Rarely did you both agree to fuck and on the occasions it did happen it was still full of your tears. You were starting to think he couldn't get hard unless you were completely at your limit.
"Ah!" You moaned as you came onto his cock. He smiled happily to himself as he finished soon after.
He fell beside you panting and groaning. His fingers toyed with your hair and the other rested on your waist. It was so unlike him to do so but you weren't complaining. You loved when he converted to how he used to be. Before you were officially married. It was then that life seemed easier, that he was nicer and genuinely loved you.
"You're gorgeous like this." Tear stained and exhausted? "I wish I could take you to the event just as you are."
"When is that anyways?" You finally spoke.
"It's at 11. So a couple more hours. Is your makeup artist coming over?" You nodded.
"You know I love you still?"
"Still?"
"For now." Oh.
You smiled sadly to yourself as he stood from the bed and made his way to bathroom. You hadn't expected an I love you so it was only apparent he put a condescending message in it. Even though you were seeing someone else you still wanted him to love you truly. Maybe if he did you wouldn't have found your way to an affair. Maybe if he had realized what kind of person he was and bettered himself for you the marriage you two shared would be just like how you wanted it to be. Maybe if you realized it was wrong for a teenager to be messing with such an older man you wouldn't be here. But all those maybes would never happen. It wasn't your character. It felt as though the person you wanted to be would never be the person you are. Your life was bound to broken.

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴_✍︎