Cruel Intentions - Vegas/ Pete Fan Fiction

1- The Devil With In

Pete

I looked back to the place I called home with a sense of guilt. I knew I might end up regretting the day I chose the devil over my sense of security. I knew deep to my bones that I was wrong, that I had made the wrong choice, but if one thing I was sure of, there was no beating the demand of the heart. The Devil in question looked at me now with a sense of fulfillment, a small smirk appearing at the corner of that tempting mouth that only stirred the fire with in me. It was impossible not to react to the mere sight of him, he was in every sense perfectly imperfect. Vegas, the devil, commanded me to him as if by magic, my body naturally responding to the magnetic pull only he seemed to wield. Vegas stood against his luxury car, legs crossed at the ankles presenting his long muscled legs that further accentuated the lean figure of his body, a slim waist that only begged to be caressed, I imagining  wrapping my legs around that waist as Vegas took me hard. I smiled, knowing all too well that even if it was wrong, the feeling of loosing myself in Vegas was by far funnest thing I ever discovered. 

"Hi" I greeted, happy to see him smiling so naturally, "You didn't have to wait for me you know. I could have done the moving on my own."

"Never leaving you Pete. Besides, I want to be the one that formally welcomes you to our home." Vegas said enthusiastically.

"Our?" I questioned

"Yes Pete, ours. My home is now yours as well and will be forever. You should know Pete that the moment you chose me,  I wasn't letting you go. You will be mine to consume." Vegas stated firmly opening his arms for me to embrace. 

I felt the chill run up my spine with what he said but it was too late to back down now. I hoped, sincerely, that I was brave enough to face the tormented waters that was Vegas.

"I am not leaving you Vegas, I am with you until the end" I replied to him burring my face at the crook of his neck, "You have broken me to the point of no return, I am yours."

Vegas

I was anxious, one obvious reason was my Pete, my sun and moon was finally coming home to me after so much debate with his former master. Khun had just about called world war three on all mafia accounts on Pete staying with the main family, claiming Pete was one of them. I couldn't avoid laughing at the crazy bastard, Pete was mine, he came back to me when everyone else left me for dead. He is the sun and moon that brightens my very existence, there was no way in hell I would have given in to that crazy mans whims. Pete is part of me now.

"So, what happens now?" Pete asked looking out the window with his eyes brows pinched together. He did that often when he was thinking on the rare occasions that he wasn't talking to himself. 

"First, we eat. Then, we get home and get you all settled in and then I will answer any questions you have my love. Deal?" 

"I want spicy curry with rice and pork" 

I couldn't avoid the laugh that came out of me, Pete had an affinity to spicy foods that still baffles me, how Pete was able to consume that and not get sick was beyond me. I grabbed his hand while handling the stick shift of the car, paying close attention to his reactions. He was still a bit hesitant to let himself relax around me and I couldn't blame him. Our story didn't start with a passionate look in the eyes, or a casual walk in the park, on the contrary, it started much darker than that. In my defense I did what I did to protect my family, I delivered punishment to SPY that aided in extinguishing my blood line, I never thought that in doing so I would be thanking my cousin for the most beautiful gift ever. I quite literally fell head over heels for the spy that ruined me. 

 Looking at it now, I don't regret it. It was a harsh punishment what Pete had to endure, but it was worth watching him transform into the perfect half that complemented me perfectly. I never had even given my eldest cousin head bodyguard a  proper glance before the ordeal of his punishment. I always thought him more of the mundane type that was good at following orders, always cleaning up after that idiot Khun. Look at Pete now, I really must have been blind.