Akaza x Douma Oneshot

The Demon's Wife(pt.2)

The dark purple bruise around Hakuji's neck was much more noticeable in the morning,still throbbing in pain.Douma couldn't give a shit about the mark he had left behind,only saying that he had held back on the punishment.Not that the answer gave him any comfort at all.

Hakuji hissed in pain,hating how the water made the bruises around his neck sting.Sighing in annoyance,he turned the water flow off and stepped out of the shower.Tying a towel around his waist before entering the bedroom so he could change into some comfortable clothes.Thankfully he had remembered to lay some clothes out before,he grabbed the dark blue yukata top and slipped his arms into the sleeves.Grabbing the grey hakama pants and pulling them up his legs,tying it in place with a small and thin obi belt.

"Does it still hurt?" Hakuji almost jumped forward when a voice spoke right next to his ear.Arms wrapped around his waist to prevent him from moving away.
"Of course it does...You could have broken my neck!" He snapped at his demonic husband,trying to remove the muscular arms that had been secured around his waist.
"I'm sorry my love but what you did was unacceptable," Douma rests his chin on top of the ravenette's head,refusing to let the human male move away from him."Don't do something like that again,okay?" The blond kisses Hakuji's cheek before letting him go and returning to his throne room.Leaving his human partner to do whatever he wished within reason of course.

Rules are in place for a reason.

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"Ah,Hakuji my dear~!" Douma clapped his hands together upon seeing his human 'wife' walk inside his room,a tray with food and tea in his hands.The ravenette sighed and mumbled a weak 'hello',walking to the large pile of pillows.He looked exhausted for some reason.
"Here...I don't like serving you humans,you know that right?" Hakuji mumbled lowly,placing the food down on a small side desk close by.
"Hm,I know!But you look so tired dear,why don't you sit with me?" Douma inquired,patting an area right next to him on the fluffy and comfy.Despite the protest running through his mind,Hakuji climbed next to the blond haired demon.Curling up into the older's side to get comfortable,letting sleep consume his senses as fingers played with his hair.