The One That Got Away

Based on The One That Got Away by Katy Perry ((It's not going to go exact with the lyrics))

Mephisto's POV

I sat solemnly alone in my grand office. Crossing my legs in my chair and staring out the window intently. The sun shone through the window and into the room. The students were running about outside, enjoying themselves in the days' beauty. It truly was a glorious day. Just like she used to love... I couldn't help but start to remember. Remember the old days when they still didn't invent lightbulbs and such. Around the 1700s, I believe. I'm not exactly sure. When you've lived this long, you begin to forget. Even now, she seems like a distant, faded memory. But if I think hard enough, I can still remember the soft touch of her hands, her beautiful (e/c) sparkling eyes staring back into mine. Even, the gentle touch of her lips upon my own. I believe I can still recall the day I met her. My sweet (name).

-Flashback to around the 1700s-

Summer after High school when we first met

I strolled through the streets of (Home country) to the markets. The sun was shining in the summer daylight. Everything was green, and the warmth of the air brought smiles to everyone's faces.People were bustling about, searching for the right produce and meats. Of course I stood out the most. I was wearing a full white dress attire like most other men did at the time. However, my height was of course a bit above average. I turned my head back from observing the people, only to have run right into someone. We both fell back onto the cobblestone street, groaning in pain. "Oh dear, I am so so sorry!" I open my eyes at the angelic voice apologizing. A gorgeous young woman stared back at me. I couldn't help but smile back at her. Her slightly disheveled (h/c) locks framed her (s/c) porcelain face. The twinkling (e/c) eyes of hers were full of concern. I stood up and brushed myself off quickly before reaching a hand down for her. "It's quite alright. I should've been watching where I was going. Its my fault." I apologized. She took my hand and stood up. Brushing off her periwinkle dress, she kept apologizing. "No, no, It is my fault completely! Don't take the blame for what I did!" I chuckled. She's so cute. "Alright, how about we say we both are at fault? Hmm? And why were you in such a hurry anyway?" I asked her. "Well, I'm not exactly familiar with this part of the city. Actually..could you help me?" She inquired, a blush growing on her smooth face. I chuckled once more. "Of course, m'lady," I took off my small hat and bowed," Mephisto Pheles at your service. May I ask your name? If you don't mind me asking." She giggled and curtsied back. "(Name), (Name) (Last Name)." (Name) hmm? "Such a lovely name for a lovely lady." (Name) blushed crimson. She's truly adorable. "Shall we?" I held out my arm for her to take. Hesitantly, (name) hooked her arm in mine. "We shall."

We make out in your
mustang to Radiohead

Gently, I placed my lips upon hers and wrapped my hands around her waist. Her lips were so smooth, so inviting. I had to hold back my demon nature to devour her right then and there. We've only been 'dating' for a few months now, and it'd be too quick. She kissed back, wrapping her arms around my neck. The kiss was sweet and simple. A kiss truly meaning love. I loved her, ever so much. From top to bottom, her best and her worst, I loved her. We stood there in each other's arms, savoring the moment. Running out of oxygen, we pulled away with smiles on our faces. Breathing back in, we closed the gap between us once more. This time I kissed her feverishly with passion. (Name) unexpectedly kissed me back with equal zeal. I broke from our kiss to press my lips to her neck, jaw, and collarbone, searching for her sweet spot. She slightly moaned at the warm touch. At one specific spot, her breath hitched. I smirked and attacked the spot with bites and sucks. (Name) moaned louder. Lifting my head up, I admired the dark purple mark I had left.