One request // Doma x Reader

One Request

I was sitting in the corner of my room at the now massacred house. In my small village, we are the only source of 'entertainment'. I was just about ready to be debuted, expected to become the next Oiran and maybe even transfer to the large district at Yoshiwara. But the night before my debut, I woke up to the sound of blood-curdling screams of a 'demon' attacking. I never cared to listen to such things, or much of anything really. But there was no denying something was killing everyone I knew. I didn't care either way though, not with how I had been treated for the last eighteen years.

"I still sense one more somewhere around here," I heard a voice call out. He sounded like a young adult man, friendly but somehow threatening. Truthfully, I was intrigued despite the overwhelming smell of blood quickly approaching me. My door suddenly opened when I saw a tall man standing before me with pale birch-colored hair and rainbow eyes. He was amazingly beautiful if it wasn't for the blood pouring from his lips. "Are you not going to run?" He asked me in a mocking tone.

"I have no reason to. If I live or die today, I will simply return to the Earth," I stated nonchalantly.

"Are you not, afraid of me? Even if I have devoured all of your friends already?" He asked me, still teasing despite his voice sounding almost sweet. I shook my head, my eyes not leaving his enchanting rainbow eyes.

"No, I am not afraid of you," I affirmed confidently. He smiled widely at my comments.

"My my! Someone who isn't afraid of death in the flesh. How intriguing! Tell me, why are you so strange?" He asked me playfully. He seems to be somewhat crazy, but I suppose there is no use in talking to him as I would a normal person, that much was a relief.

"I am not sure why I am strange, but if you are going to devour me today, I would like to be selfish enough to make a request of you," I stated. He looked at me with his eyes wider with excitement. He put his hand to his face and let out a devious smile.

"And what is that?" He asked me, mocking me again.

"I would like to lose my virginity before I die," I told him. He looked at me intrigued, processing what I was saying. His smile widened.

"You wish to give me your virginity. My my, what an honor! I guess I will have to comply," He told me before walking close to me, placing his hand under my chin and having me look up at him. He stood about a foot taller than me, something I didn't quite process before but didn't mind as I smiled back at him.