Monster (Vincent x Reader)

Don't Say Anything

Chapter Sixteen
Warning: contains sweet, adorable goodness :3 ;D oh and a lil smutty fluff :') >:3

"Vi...Vincent..." Your eyes were widened, and tears welled up in your eyes, until you closed them again, making it a mini waterfall.
"(Y/n)," he huskily whispered your name in your ear.
Your face began to heat up; yet you daren't look him in the eyes. Were they even considered eyes?

You don't exactly remember everything, but you remember the attack. You remember how horrible Vincent was, and how he felt. Your chest tightened and you kissed his chest slightly. His body felt warm against yours.

When you finally decided to look up, he was in human form. Brown hair finished in a rattail, purple eyes that could possibly look down your soul, a little stubble on his chin, you loved it. He sadly smiled at you.
"I have to get back to my cell before they catch me, babe."
Oh god, how you hated the word "babe" or "baby"....but it coming from Vincent sent shivers down your spine.
He stood up and kissed your forehead. As he took a step or two for the door, you grabbed Vincent's shirt yet you looked down on the floor.
"(Y/n)?" He looked at you with a concerned expression, furrowed eyebrows and all.
"I. . ." You still didn't look at him. Your cheeks were threateningly hot. "I. . .I don't want to be alone. . ."
You took a peek at Vincent, he smirked, but still had his sad eyes. He went down and sat on his knees. Vincent pushed your hair behind your ears. He then placed a kiss on both your cheeks and forehead.
"I. . ." he kissed your right cheek.
"Love. . ." Then a kiss on the left.
His lips then met your forehead. "You."
You stared at him, furiously blushing. "Idiot..why do you do that?" You played with your hair.
"Do what?" He softly asked.
"You mess with my head and make me go crazy. I might've lost my memory but I have a few good reasons why I chose you...even now."
A tint of pink was covered Vincent's cheeks. He scratched the back of his neck and looked to the floor. He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it. You leaned into him, and stole a kiss from him.
"I love you too," you giggled, kissing his nose.
You walked to the kitchen, but he stopped you by pulling your waist close to him. He carried you bridal-style to your room. Before locking the bedroom door, he threw you on the bed, making you squeak.
He slowly crawled into your bed, his hand creeping into your shirt.

[ Your POV ]

My breath hitched against his touch. He kept kissing my neck and sucking the sweet spot, making me moan slightly in the process.
"V...Vincent," I shivered, feeling his lips curl into a smirk against my skin.
I unbuttoned his shirt, he made a few grunts, yet continued.
He got up, pulling me along the way and I sat on his lap, slightly squirming to get comfortable.
"(Y-Y/n)," Vincent stammered, biting his lips.
"What is it?" I whispered, still uncomfortable.
"D-Don't...don't move like that.." He shut his eyes and slightly had his head tilted back. A small moan escaped his lips.
"Why not?" I looked at him, my eyes locked on adorableness. Then, I felt something against my butt.
Vincent bit back his little groans of pleasure and looked at me, wincing silently.
"Something's poking m... Oh." I blushed a scarlet, and slowly get off Vincent, him moaning one last time.
"Awwh. . ." he said, disappointedly.
I giggled at his expression, furrowed brows, squinted eyes and flushed cheeks.
"I don't want Vincent Junior any happier than he is now," I joked.
He grumbled, "Fine."
Within a moment, Vincent pounced, laying on top of me on the floor, pinning my legs with his and my hands above my head.
I gasped as he fondled a little with my breast, and shut my eyes, as I could hear his little chuckles at my state.
"I-idiot..." I moaned.

Before things got over-heated, the doorbell rang, and Vincent widened his eyes, jumping into the bed. I shrugged it off and went downstairs.

I looked through the little peephole and saw a girl with a ton of luggage. She had a short brown bob cut and reddish-coloured eyes. I opened the door.
She squealed, "(Y/n)!!"
I squinted at her, tilting my head. "Ina-bean...? I thought you said you'd be here on Wednesday...."
Wait--why the heck did I just say that?
"Hahaha, you said you lost your memory! Now, how could you remember my nickname? Oh, and I got too lazy to stay at a hotel and go sight-seeing...so I came here."
I gave her a hug, and she instantly hugged back. I remember....?
"(Y/n), who was at the door?" I heard Vincent going down the steps.

"Oh. Ehm. Gee. Who the hell is that?" Ina looked over me and locked her eyes on Vincent's abs, considering his shirt had been unbuttoned. "Is he... Yours?" She wiggles her eyebrows. Blushing, I gulped and nodded.
"He- He's my boyfriend... Vincent."
"He's hot."

"Who is?" Vincent called out.
I gave a giggle and pointed to him.
He flashed his million-dollar smile and looked to Ina. "Hey there. I'm Vince."
"H-hi!" She replied, smiling as well. "I'm Ina."
Vincent nodded and headed towards me. He gave a kiss to my lips and got his shoes on.
"Where're you headed?" I asked.
"Um.." He looked at me sadly, hen to Ina, then back at me. "Back..."
"Oh," I flatly said. I walked to him and kissed his forehead.
"I'll see you soon, love. You too Ina." Vincent looked at the two of us and headed out the door. When he left, Ina grabbed her suitcases and put them in the living room.
"Soooo...what're your luggages for?" I dumbly asked.
"Dude, I'm staying here."

"Oh okay..." I mumbled, not thinking clearly as I went back to the bedroom. "Wait...what?"