Forbidden lovers

Weakness

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sɪx ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ: 28/11/21
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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ! ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴀssᴜʟᴛ!

"Akaza-dono! You came I feel so happy!~" Douma exclaimed proudly, seated upon a rather extravagant throne surrounded by the body parts of mostly women. The room was very posh, gold engravings decorated the walls as a embroidered futon stood on the right.

Akaza was currently in the den of Douma's cult. He had been requested by the second upper moon himself to come, and after all due to the difference in power and hierarchy; Akaza was forced to come. Don't get him wrong, he absolutely hated Douma. He would've never come here by his own choice.

"What do you want. Why did I have to come here" Akaza demanded, he was in no mood for playing games; the poor demon had just had a tiring day of hiding from hashira's underneath a bed.

"Come sit. I don't bite" Douma have the male a toothy smile.

"Yes you do."

"Not literally you doofus, just sit down"

"Fine" Akaza groaned and sat on the blood stained futon, his face plastered with a mixture of boredom and annoyance.

Douma smiled and took out his fans, covering his smirk as he eyed the male "I'm leaving if you don't hurry up. I didn't want to come here but I hadn't a choice" he growled, preparing to swing at the higher up demon.

Douma giggled and stood up from his chair, sitting down on the futon very close to Akaza, it was enough to make the pink haired demon uncomfortable. "Let's play a game Akaza-dono, if I win you have to do whatever I say!" Douma's face grew in colour by the mere thought.

Akaza groaned "you're so troublesome. What's in it for me if I win?" The demon hated Douma, however if there was any chance he could up him on the ranks then Akaza would never turn down the offer.

"Whatever you want!~"

Akaza hummed "give me your spot as upper moon two"

"It's a deal!" Douma knew he was going to win, after all he was much more powerful than the other so he wasn't worried about loosing this game "so what're we playing?"

Douma smiled and waved his fans around "kill this woman and you win. Simple" In an instant one of Douma's cult member entered the room with a look of terror, they never knew what went on inside this room; but whenever someone went in they never came out.

"You bastard! You know I don't kill women" Akaza growled, pinning Douma to the futon by his throat "But you already agreed Akaza-dono! Does that mean I win?" Douma coughed as Akaza's hands grew tighter around his neck.

"I should've known you'd pull something like that. Well a deal is a deal" Akaza forced out and let go, making the cult leader yell out in delight "brilliant! Now... I don't need you anymore" his eyes narrowed as he threw his fan at the woman, chopping off her head in one go.

Akaza growled at the sight, he really did despise Douma with everything he had.

"Now that we're alone again! You have to do anything I say right Akaza-dono, tsu tsu~ how gullible" he teased, poking the demon's cheek with the tip of his fan. Akaza gritted his teeth and swung his fist, cutting off Douma's arm in a second.

"Now that's not very nice, you've got to do as I say and I say stop being mean" Douma make pouted as he arm grew back, picking up his fan off the floor once it had done so.