Can't be Cured (R6S X Male Reader)

Chapter 20: Begining Again(Lemon)

Ok humans this is the final chapter of Can't be Cured, I hope you've enjoyed this story. Yes I'm making the final chapter a lemon, I'll make this a interesting way to end the book. I hope you enjoy everything I've written, now enjoy the final chapter.

Hazard came back to write this because he feels he should, just saying this lemon gets kinda rough. So it's not for the weak of heart, you've been warned.

"The world will not be destroyed by those who do evil, but by those who watch and do nothing."
-Unknown

Fiend POV

Through out the week since I've woken there's been some drama, Grace has been a bit cruel to Em on top of the entire team giving the GIGN shit. I wasn't sure if Grace was acting the way she is subconsciously, or rather she's taking out her frustrations on her instead. I've been getting a little fed up with it, it's to the point that Em is acting more like a foot stool than a girlfriend. And since I'm on my way back to my room which their both currently located, I think it's about time we have a little chat.

I enter the room seeing Grace stretched out on the couch, she was rather comfy by the looks of it. I could hear Em in the kitchen, she poked her head out of the door and smiled with a wave.

Twitch: Hey babe, you want a drink well I'm in here?

Fiend: I'm good thanks.

She went back to what ever she was doing, I could hear her making something but I wasn't sure what. I walked over to the couch and lifted Grace up, she didn't seem to register what was happening. It finally clicked when I laid down resting her between my legs, she put her head back onto my lower stomach and said.

Dokkaebi: You have words ya know?

Fiend: This was easier, also I've been meaning to talk to you about something.

Dokkaebi: Oh? And that it?

Fiend: I think your punishing Em a bit to much, you haven't been very nice and have been making her do everything for you.

Dokkaebi: Oh quit being dramatic.

At the end of her sentence Em left the kitchen to deliver something, she handed Grace a freshly made sandwich. Em had nothing for herself either.

Fiend: I'm sorry you were saying?

Twitch: What's going on?

Dokkaebi: Fine I may be but I'm not just gonna not expect anything and flat out forgive her, she has to earn that back.

Fiend: Doesn't mean you make her your errand girl.

Twitch: No Y/n its fine really, you don't need to worry.

Dokkaebi: See she even agrees with me.

Fiend: I don't care, if your that angry then take it out another way. Cause I'm not gonna stand for this anymore.

Dokkaebi: Well fine, I have another idea to take out my frustration but I don't wanna hear any complaints about it. From either of you, ok?

Fiend: That depends on what your plan is.

Grace sat up keeping eye contact with me, it only switched as she got in range of Em. She got behind the French girl and gripped her throat well her other hand slid between her legs, Em jumped a little but eased into it as she realized Graces intent.

Dokkaebi: We haven't fucked in about eight or nine weeks, and no matter how many times I finger myself I'm still not satisfied. I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck when ever I want. Can we all agree that this is acceptable?

Fiend: I. . . I guess so, if Em agrees.

Em turned around to face Grace, her hands wandered around her body finding Graces squishy ass to grab onto.