Devilman repeat (Akira x reader)

15. Giving in

Wam had hit the demon with a shovel. Gabi appeared soon after, also covered in blood. Grabbing everything we needed, we headed back home to the others. Miki jumped as the door opened, only to hug me the next. Wam and Gabi got the food on the table, giving us all something to do. Akira hasn't called either. Miki seems t be anxious about this whole situation, not feeling too well.

Even as she ate, it was like she wasn't really herself.

I tried to get her out of her thoughts, but she kept on going back to her thoughts. The others talked about what we have went through outside. Wam asked me what this fluff ball with large eyes was. I shrugged, "I am not sure...human and demon mix...sort of...not sure." Suddenly, the door was heard again, making Miki rush towards it. We all looked relieved to see Akira and Miko, but something was off. Akira was injured and supported by Miko and their faces look sad. Miki demanded to hear where her parents and her little brother is. She didn't like the hesitation from her old friend. Miko wanted to say it for him, till he cut her off, saying that her family...is dead. Expecting her to burst into tears, she just turned around...and headed upstairs. Akira on the other hand, cried where he was standing. For the rest of us was this a hard time to endure, not sure of what to say or do.

Not to disturb Miki, I went over to Akira's room.

Lying on his bed, I couldn't help but cry too. Imagine it how my parents may not be alive too, made only it harder to stop. I checked my mails, but not a single answer came back. "Answer damn it, answer!!!!" frustrated, I threw it across the room.

"N/A?"

Getting up, I saw Akira at the door. Wiping my tears away I smiled lightly, "Yeah?" Slowly coming over, he sat down. It must have taken him by surprise, as I cuddled into his arm, "No reply...not a single one. That is not like them."

"Your parents?"

I nodded.

The next he held me in his arms, hugging me as tight as possible, "I am sorry N/A." when I asked him about his family, he began to cry again. I don't want to see him suffer, but not sure of how to stop him, I buried my head into his chest, until he grabbed my chin, pulling it up to him, looking deep into his eyes. Something about them made me unsure. Before I had time to think what it could be, our lips were locked and I was pulled onto my back. With Akira on top, I couldn't escape. But for once, I don't feel like running. This feeling was different from all the other times he touched me. Akira was getting rougher by the minute. Gasping for air, he continued to kiss down my neck. Grabbing my arms made me flinch, he doesn't seem to notice, "You are hurting me Akira."

Suddenly, he stopped, "I am...I am...sorry."

He had trouble to catch his breath, kissing my forehead, "I want to...feel..." I looked up to him, "Be gentle Akira, please." His reply was not like him, "...how?" I raised a brow, as he got closer, "I want you...but...how?" I felt embarrassed to show him how to take it slow, but he seems to understand. Akira was fighting the urge to ignore my wish and just take me down. The more I went slower and sensitive, the more this desire decreased. It wasn't Akira alone, that wanted this, it was also the demon...wanting this feeling. Amon never witnessed such experience, feeling overwhelmed by this sensation, giving in to that moment. Akira had full control over his body, never forgetting what we just shared, remembering every curve of my body. He on the other hand, moaned out at the feeling of my hands, wandering over his abs. Sad, happy, pain, joy, all the emotions have mixed up, giving our night the extra sensation that we will never experience again.

Downstairs the situation was tense.

No one spoke or said anything; no one knew what is going to happen to us. It didn't change, as Akira and I came down. Miki was still in her room, even Akira's mood from before just turned back to sadness, sittign on the couch in silence. Going over to Miko, she places an arm over my shoulder, holding me close. The silence was killing me and the atmosphere got ice cold. If it wasn't for the countless ringtones going off at once, it would have been unbearable in a while.

But what we just witnessed had me wish for the silence to come back.

The guy on the screen was none other than Ryo. It was Akira whispering his name, otherwise I wouldn't have known. But what he just said made my skin run cold. And if this wasn't enough, the video tape he had to Akira getting possessed, terrified me. Miko noticed how I backed off from Akira, while he tried to reach for my hand. The whole situation almost escaladed as one of the boys aimed a gun at Akira. Defending him that he was not a demon, was pointless. Another one shot towards Miko, almost hitting me. Akira's eyes widened, trying to contain the demon inside him. It all turned, as Miki entered the room. Unlike us, she went over to him and gave Akira a hug. This moment didn't last, until sirens were heard outside.

They were there for him.

Akira had to leave us all to protect everyone. However, he didn't leave until I followed him upstairs to his bedroom. Not able to act, I just let myself drag along, till he has stopped moving. Quickly, he caught my lips passionately without any warning. The next, he held me close, "Don't hate me N/A, I know I should have told you, but...I..."

"You are the demon that saved me back then."

He froze, "How did you?"

"And the same one I met at that building. I knew this kiss feels familiar."

"We didn't want you to get hurt."

"We?"

Akira nodded, "And that is why I must protect you." He dint have any more time explaining. I gasp as he turned into that demon before my eyes. The demon looked into my direction for a few seconds, before flying through the window.