*flashback
Cytherea at age 15 finds herself standing in front of her mirror, fidgeting with her hair. She is getting ready for a date with Killer. He had asked her about it a week ago, and ever since then, she had been dreaming of this moment.
Her heart raced as she imagined what they would do together. Would they go get ice cream again? Maybe a fancy restaurant? Or perhaps they would just spend the evening walking along the beach, holding hands and watching the sunset. She knew one thing for sure: tonight was going to be magical. She glanced down at her outfit, a simple yet elegant light blue dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. The neckline showed just enough cleavage to be enticing, and the hemline fell to her ankles but had a long slit to her mid thigh. She thought Killer would like it because it was his favorite color. With one final breath, she smoothed out her dress, ready to meet her boyfriend.
When Killer finally arrived, she felt her heart skip a beat. He looked even more handsome than she remembered, his long blonde hair shining in the sunlight, his blue eyes sparkling as they peaked out from behind his bangs. He was wearing a crisp black shirt with a purple stripe going down by the buttons. The purple matches her eyes, he was looking every bit the gentleman she had hoped he would be. They exchanged excited greetings. Cynthia was holding Eustass back by his shoulders. The small red headed Captain wasn't having any of it. He demanded that she let him go. The couple laughed and headed off to the field of flowers Killer had mentioned earlier that week.
As they walked hand in hand through the rows of colorful blooms, she couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and awe. The field seemed to be a living painting, with each flower adding its own unique hue to the tapestry around them. Killer led her to a particularly secluded spot beneath a large oak tree, where a blanket had been laid out with a picnic basket at its center. They ate while making small talk, enjoying the food and each other's company.
Cytherea felt herself growing more and more comfortable with Killer, and she found herself laughing at his jokes, even though they weren't always funny. As they finished the last bite of their dessert, she glanced at him shyly, her heart pounding in anticipation. Killer reaches over and plucks a small purple flower and places it in her hair. (75) He leaned in closer, his hand brushing against hers, and she couldn't help but shiver.
"Cytherea," he whispered, his voice low and husky, "I've wanted this for so long." Before she could even respond, he had kissed her, his lips soft and gentle against hers. She felt herself melting into the kiss, her body tingling all over. When he pulled back, she was breathless, her heart racing. "Killer," she breathed, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heartbeat. "I've never felt anything like this before." He kissed her again, this time more passionately, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other's mouths. She could feel his hands on her skin, tracing gentle circles around her bare thighs, pulling her closer to him.
Their clothes seemed to melt away, and they found themselves lying on the soft blanket, his body pressed beside hers. They were both nervous, but they also felt an overwhelming desire for each other. They took their time, exploring each other's bodies with tender touches and soft whispers. Cytherea arched her back as Killer's fingers found their way to her sensitive nipples, and she gasped when he rolled them between his thumb and forefinger.
Their movements became more urgent, and Killer positioned himself above her, his eyes locked on hers. He lowered himself slowly, feeling the heat of her body as he brushed against her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. She gasped loudly and Killer froze and asked gently "do you want me to stop?" She shakes her head no and says quickly "Just give me a minute to adjust."
They laid there still while Killer littered her neck with kiss whispers how beautiful she looked. Cytherea can feel her body relax and they move together in perfect harmony. The feeling was exquisite, almost painful in its intensity. She could feel his breath on her neck, and the sound of it made her shiver.
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Unbreakable (Killer X OC)
FanfictionCytherea is able to escape slavery, but no one can escape their past. Cytherea looks to find her place in the world while trying to make her captain the King of the Pirates. For sensitive subjects in my writing, I'll put ⚠️ in the title and give a t...