The next day, was the 14th of April. It was a bright clear day, sunlight splashing across the promenade. (Name) and Lucifer are having breakfast in silence. The tension is palpable. Constance, in her maid's uniform, pours the coffee and goes inside.
"I had hoped you would come to me last night." Lucifer said to (Name), breaking the silence. "I was tired." (Name) said. "Yes. Your exertions below decks were no doubt exausting." Lucifer said, and (Name) stiffens up a bit. "I see you had that undertaker of a manservant follow me. How typical." She said, rolling her eyes.
"You will never behave like that again, (Name)! Do you understand?" Lucifer said, firmly. "I'm not some foreman in your mills than you can command! I am your fiancée." (Name) said.
Lucifer stares at her. "My fiancée." He repeated in whisper. "My... MY FIANCÉE!" Lucifer yelled, rising up out of his seat. (Name) stares up at him, with wide eyes.
"YES! YOU ARE! AND MY WIFE!" Lucifer shouted, exploding with anger and flipping the table of his way. The breakfast china flies off the table onto the floor with a crash.
Lucifer moves to (Name) in one shocking moment, glowering over her and gripping the sides of her chair, so she is trapped between his arms. "My wife in practice, if not yet by law. So you will honor me. You will honor me in the way a wife is required to honor her husband! Because I will not be made out a fool, (Name). Is this in any way unclear?" He asked.
(Name) is shrinking in her chair as she stares up at Lucifer, terrified. For a second, she could've sworn his eyes flash red for a moment, like the devil.
"No." (Name) said, shaking her head. "Good. Excuse me" Lucifer said, straightening up. He stalks past Constance, who was frozen partway through the door bringing the orange juice.
Lucifer enters the stateroom and as soon as he was gone, (Name) was breathing heavily as Constance sets the orange down and rushes over. "Oh, Miss (Name)." She said, kneeling down to clean up the broken china.
(Name) staggers out of her chair to help her. "We had..." She tried to say, lost to find the words. "That's alright, Miss (Name)." Constance assured her. "We... had a little accident. I'm sorry, Constance." (Name) said, getting down on her knees to help clean up.
"That's alright." Constance said again, but (Name) couldn't hear her and could only focus on cleaning up Lucifer's mess. "Let me help you." (Name) said, picking up some of the broken pieces.
Constance takes (Name's) hand to stop her and (Name) turn to look at her. "It's alright, (Name)." Constance said, and after hearing that (Name) broke. She fell back to a sitting position, bumping her chair with her back as she started to cry. "It's alright miss." Constance said, softly as rubbed her arm to sooth her.
Later, (Name) is being dressed for the day. Constance is helper her with corset. The tight bindings wrap around (Name) were practically suffocating her. Both literally and metaphorically.
Bela enters the room. "Tea, Constance." She said, and Constance let's go of the corset strings. "Yes, ma'am." She said, bowing her head and leaving the room. Once Constance was gone, Bela shuts the door and locks it.
(Name) turns to press her back against the bed's beam that she was once using for support. Somehow she already knew what was about to happen. Bela approaches her and (Name) turns away, grabbing the beam again for support as Bela takes the corset strings and continues tightening it for her.
(Name) bit her lip as Bela pulls on the string tight with an angry fury, jerking her back a bit. "You are not to see that boy again, do you understand me?" Bela asked, but (Name) stayed quite. "(Name), I forbid it!" Bela commanded.
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Supernatural: A Titanic Parody (Sam Winchester x Female!Reader)
FanfictionThis started off as a joke I told to my friend and I ended up writing it for April fools. I do not own the rights to Supernatural or Titanic, this is just a fanfic for fun. All Supernatural rights belong to CW & Warner Bros. All Titanic rights bel...