𝓶𝓾𝔃𝓪𝓷 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻
❝I can teach you more than you think, (Y/N). Do you want me to show you? ❞
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(y/n) is a seamstress who's lived in her own bubble for a long time. she keeps to herself but still manages to develop a crush on one of her cli...
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【 🅼🅸🅽🅴】 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓲𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷
Time passed. The clocks of time seemed to rush by and before you knew it almost an entire year had passed of you living in the manor.
Currently, your hands were occupied with fabric. The fabric was smooth and soft and as your fingers travelled across the ends of the material you felt yourself give a loving smile.
It was back.
There was nothing quite like working alone in your room like this. You quite enjoyed making suits for only one person. That, along with your newfound love for reading made the progress you felt worth it. You felt as if you had blossomed into an entirely different person. You felt happy. You realized that coming here was one of the best things that had happened to you.
You were actually enjoying your silent time when Chiyo came to talk to you.
"Ms. (Y/N), he's requested for you to come see him."
He?
Muzan was back, wasn't he?
It was record time too. It hadn't been too long since you had previously seen him.
You wasted no time following Chiyo to see Muzan.
The walk to see him was not far and Chiyo lead you right into the library. She left promptly after and as soon as she did you looked around the room curiously.
Where was he exactly?
"To your left."
Your head snapped over to see him. The red-eyed man seemed to melt at the sight of you and watched as you gave him his usual greeting. It all started with the slight surprise you showed, followed by the pretty smile that dressed your pretty features and the rushing pace to throw your arms around him.
The collision always caused him to rock a bit and every time his arms wrapped around you to reciprocate the warmth, he realized you'd efficiently broken all his rules.
"My," he mused, "you don't even hold back anymore."
You looked up at him between his arms and smiled, "Welcome back Muzan-sama."
Upon hearing your words, Muzan lifted you off your feet. He did it often. Out of nowhere, he would just lift you up and lead you to wherever he wished.
On this particular occasion, he led you right back to where you had come from, your room.
When you realized where he was taking you, a slight panic filled you. He was going to see your surprise.
The door was opened and upon looking at your desk he scoffed.
"You spoil me," he stated as he walked over to see your work. He looked at the work-in-progress with fascination.
"You've outdone yourself," he murmured.
"Can I spoil you?"
"You already have."
"More?"
He didn't understand what you meant.
You planted a kiss below his jaw.
His eyes widened and he leaned back to see the look in your eyes had changed.
In a split second, the mood of the room shifted.
You leaned closer to him and trailed kisses along his skin.
What exactly were you doing?
He held your back as your legs wrapped around his torso, your arms around his neck.
He led you to the nearby bed.
You bit down into his neck and the demon felt a tingle rush through him.
"(Y/N) wait..."
You didn't hesitate to bite down into his neck yet again. He groaned a bit letting you down on the bed beneath him as his hands trailed to your inner thighs. He couldn't help himself. Muzan was a man of patience but seeing as you were tempting him so heavily he couldn't help but want to devour you whole.
You were testing his restraint and he was tested even further when you stopped abruptly.
He landed on top of you, his hands hurrying to strip you and you willingly allowed him.
The dress you wore was taken off. He pulled it over your head, threw it behind him and forgot it existed. His lips kissed your cheek and you squirmed beneath him, his hands cradling your hips as you felt his warm breath against your skin.
There was a heat in the air. Your body was prepared for him and as he settled himself between your legs he was tempted to simply take you right this moment but he knew he shouldn't.
"(Y/N), we shouldn't do this right now..."
"No?" you asked in slight disappointment, your cheeks puffed as you pouted adorably.
Muzan smiled softly at your expression.
A kiss was planted on your cheek, "Not now... later."
His eyes looked at you warmly and your heart tingled.
Had something changed?
Since when did he seem so...lovely?
You felt him lift your bare body off your bed and wrap his arms firmly around you.
Another kiss was planted on your forehead, "I came here to take you out. There's something I'd like you to see."
