The story behind the relationship.

Bored out of my fucking mind and Offender takes care of it-_-

The house remained empty for the rest of the day.
"I hate him so much." I grumble and start to draw in my sketchbook. I groan and fall into the couch with a huff. I tried to do something, but I got tired of it really quick. I grunt and fling my sketchbook onto the coffee table.
"When in the hell will he be back?! How am I suppose to stay here and do NOTHING all damn day?!" I groan. I decide to take a nap and forget about it.
I am greeted with darkness. I rub my eyes and sit up. I stand and feel around until I reach the hallway. The fucking power must be out. I'll just go to bed and forget about it till the morning. I open my door an felt around for my bed. I sit on it and lay down. I turn over and hit something solid.
"The hell?" I mutter and place my hand against it. A pair of arms wrap around my waist and I gasp. I struggle against the person in fear.
"Who are you?!" I ask. A deep voice chuckles and I struggle more.
"What are you?! Who are you?! Let me go!" I demand. The arms disappear and I fall off my bed. I curse and the bed moves. I back away as I tremble in fear. Tears fall down my cheeks as My back hits the opposite wall.
"Don't hurt me please!" I beg.
"But you took the rose, my dear." The voice snickers. My eyes widen and I stand up and smack him.
"You scared the living hell outta me, Offenderman!!" I scowl. He chuckles and picks me up with his tentacles. He brings me up to "eye" level. I try to wiggle free but the appendages tighten around me. I wince and look at him through the dark.
"You really thought I would hurt you?" He purrs.
"Hell, I didn't know it was you!!" I growl. He chuckles and kisses me.
"Do you want the power back on? Or not?" He asks. I shake my head and glare at him.
"I would much rather go to bed." I snarl at him.
"Alright then." He grins and drops me onto the mattress.
"Really?! What the hell?!" I yell at him. He kisses me and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I pull away from him and push him away.
"You get nothing! Go away!!" I yell. He fake-pouts and lays beside me.
"Go away!" I groan. He hugs me to his body and rests his chin on my head.
"Go. Away!" I hiss but he ignores me. I groan and just close my eyes. He runs his fingers through my hair and I sigh softly.
"What do you want, Offender?" I ask.
"What do you think?" He asks. I groan and kiss him reluctantly. He pulls me closer and shoves his tongue into my mouth. I swallow a moan and continue kissing him. He rubs my core and I gasp. I feel a tentacle wrap around my waist. I moan into the kiss and wrap my arms around his neck. He stops all of a sudden and frowns.
"What?" I ask. He takes his tentacle away and places his chin on my head again. I get a confused look on my face and look up at him.
"What's wrong, my dear?" He asks me.
"Uh, why did you stop? Are you ill?" I ask.
"I can't get sick and I'm fine." He remarks and hugs me. I shrug and nuzzle his neck. I laid awake all night trying to figure out what happened with him.