Boyfriend To Death/The Price Of Flesh x Reader oneshots

KawaiiAngel - Cain x reader

My Wattpad is working, cheer!! I also decided to do the Cain story first, as I was sort of freaking out over the Vince story, ehehe...

Y/n pov

Cain had been forcing me to live with him for... God knows how long. It's torture. Sometimes he's nice, sometimes he is the furthest thing from it. It's as if he gets bored of his own personality. Cain is always talking about things being boring or something along those lines. But Cain isn't the only one who gets bored of things...

I slowly creep my way into the bedroom, searching around it. I've never fully gotten the chance to explore deeply, so I might as well take a chance when Cain isn't around. All that's really in here though is... basic 'fancy person' stuff. Half melted candles, matches, books, a couple small weapons... all just what you'd expect Cain to have. I was looking for unexpected items.

More informational books in a language I cannot read... broken glass... sheet music... and just as I'm about to open another drawer, I feel something on my shoulders, gently massaging me. A calm voice speaks, deep but soft.

"And, what do you suppose you're doing, angel?"

I stop what I'm doing.

Cain roughly drags me back, locking me in his arms. I scream loudly, as he shoves his face into my neck and speaks. "Someone's been bad, haven't they~?" I kick and thrash, as I attempt to escape his grasp. Though, he seems significantly stronger, even for a strong human. He gently grabs my wrists, holding them in his hand as I continue to attempt to escape him.

He easily shoves me to the wall, before leaning in a smiling. He speaks, his tone dripping with venom. "Now, now, what did I tell you? I told you to stay put and behave, didn't I?" I don't answer. I won't answer. That is, before he grabs my jaw, squeezing it painfully.

"Answer me. That's what I said, did I not?" I shakily nod. I can't do much else when he has my jaw locked. He finally loosens my grip - it may have only been a few seconds, however that pain felt like hours. He smiles softly, however I can tell it isn't a smile of relief. It's a smile of sadistic pleasure.

He leans in, whispering to me. "Well, bad behaviour deserves punishment, no?" I want to shake my head. But I'm smart enough to know that that would simply lead to a worse punishment... if possible. I nod softly instead.

He places me down onto the bed, before bending down and opening the last drawer I hadn't opened... rope.

He smiles gently, sadism practically emitting off him, as he gently takes my ankles and ties them together. I want to move. I want to kick. But I can't. The knots are tight, and painful. He then moves around me, and ties my wrists. I squirm uncomfortably, but don't attempt to break the binds. He lifts my legs up, teasing my entrance with one of his delicate, long fingers.

"Hm, it's been a while since I've used you, pet,' he speaks so nonchalantly about it, it's almost as if he didn't want to this either. He looks awful bored. Without warning, or lubrication, he forces a finger inside me, making me wince. He moves it around inside, before taking it out again.

"Mm. Yes... it's been a while, hasn't it?" He gently places two fingers into his mouth, before shoving them back inside of me, making me groan. He smiles, before gently moving them around, making me moan out again.

"Ah... the sounds I've been looking for," he gently bites my thigh, his teeth just gently clamping onto my soft flesh. I whine softly at the feeling, before speaking softly. "Mmgh- Cain, please, I- I'm sorry... please don't tease me," he gently licks my thigh up and down, removing his fingers a bit only having them enter me slightly. Now this, is torture.