𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐌𝐀 [✓]

[7] ⟹ Why Do Demons Kill?

TW!: Sexual undertones, character deaths

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〡 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐃𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋? 〡

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Who knew the relationship between Ayaka and the Demon King? Was she just a servant to him? A mistress? A favorite? Or something even more special? Ayaka was dressed in a dark pink foreign robe that revealed a great portion of her ample chest. It was suspicious at most.Ayaka's voice was gentle, almost coaxing, as she bowed her head slightly.

"Oh, my Lord... You seem tense. Is everything alright?"

Ayaka asked in a soft voice while bowing her head down slightly. She wanted to do anything to please Muzan, whether it be by killing one of his demons, getting stronger, or completing her missions. She would also do everything she can to make herself attractive to him. Make up, skimpy clothing or pretty much anything that made her look perfect at all times. Ayaka's devotion to Muzan knew no bounds. She kneeled down on all fours and started to look completely hopeless, wondering if she had just angered Muzan with her question alone. But as soon as the words left her lips, doubt crept in. Had she overstepped? Had she just irritated him?

The Demon King finally looked at her, his cold, piercing red eyes staring down at her. Muzan only viewed her as a mere mistress who could help him find the rare Blue Spider Lily and satisfy him with her loyalty and obedience. Her body tensed, her knees pressing even harder against the cold floor as she bowed deeper in submission. Her breath hitched when she felt Muzan's crimson gaze finally settled on her, unfeeling and unreadable.

What was really going on between the two of them? What was their relationship really like?

"Raise your head."

He ordered firmly. Ayaka quickly raises her head, her eyes beginning to slightly tearing up. She quickly holds her tears in and looks up at Muzan's cold expression. Her hands tremble in nervousness and in... lust. In response, Muzan's eyes narrowed. He knew Ayaka better than she knew herself. He always knew what she was thinking, where she was going, and everything else. To him, he owned her and he wouldn't let her escape-which is what Tamayo did.

"If you want it then beg for it." He said coldly.

"M-Master... please..." She pauses as she begins to blush and sweat. "Can we both make love to each other again..? Perhaps... it could make you happy... and relieved." She lets out a soft moan after the request.