Power of Death (Agathario)

The ✨Special✨ Chapter

Warning: smut (so if you're in public you might not want to read yet, unless you're into that ig) Also I apologize in advance bc this is my first time writing something like this and I have no idea if it's even good or not.

But anyway, I made a deal that I would publish this after seven comments asking for it so I guess I have to honor my promise.

This chapter takes place right after chapter eleven, so if you need a refresher you can read that first.

Those requests sure filled up fast tho.

So here it is:

 Rio set Agatha down on Agatha's bed. She sat beside her and they both faced one another. Agatha slowly reached out and took Rio's chin in her hand.

"Is it true? You were waiting for me all this time? For thirty years? Even after only four days?"

Rio nodded, making Agatha's hand bob along with her chin. "Yes."

"There was no one else?"

"No one else."

Agatha smiled as the wonderful feeling in her chest grew with Rio's confirmation. She looked over Rio's face. Rio just patiently watched Agatha, waiting for her to speak.

The way she always made Agatha make the first move, say the first sentence, that was one of the things Agatha loved. 

The suspense killed her.

"Do you... do you want to wait longer?" Agatha asked, her heart pumping. "Or do you want to do it now?"

Rio gave a soft smile. "Whichever you want, love."

Agatha's lips twitched into a smile at the nickname. She leaned forward and softly kissed Rio's lips. Slowly, it got more and more rough, Rio kissing her back harder and harder each time. Agatha sighed through the kisses. "I think ... we've waited long enough."

With those words, Rio kissed Agatha harder, the two swaying with each other's force. Agatha felt Rio's arms crawl up her spine as Rio slowly moved her leg across Agatha's body. Soon Rio was on top of her, their hands finding each other and fingers intertwining.

Agatha gasped for air as Rio's mouth finally left hers, instead trailing down Agatha's neck. She could smell Rio's fresh scent as Rio burrowed down into Agatha's neck. Rio's left hand pushed Agatha's thick hair out of the way, then turned to the buttons that held Agatha's dress on.

Agatha let out a sigh as Rio's tongue and lips explored Agatha's collarbone, Rio's right hand holding Agatha's arm tight as she tipped them over onto the soft mattress.

Agatha felt her breath hitch as Rio unbuttoned the dress, taking her time with each button. Agatha shifted with anticipation and Rio's reply was to softly bite Agatha's soft spot on her neck and push the arm she held deeper into the blankets. Agatha felt almost weak under Rio's touch.

Agatha felt Rio's hand lightly run down the center of her chest that was now exposed. She bit her lip as Rio let go of her arm and used both hands to open the front of the dress fully. A prolonged gasp slipped from her lips as Rio kissed her down her front, her hands moving over Agatha's breasts. Agatha's breathing quickened as Rio started kissing more passionately, each one infusing Agatha with pleasure and lust.

"Rio-Rio, wait," Agatha said, a thought entering her mind.

Rio stopped what she was doing and looked up at Agatha, Agatha's hands cradling the back of Rio's head. "What is it, love?"

"Don't you have souls to collect that you can't keep waiting?"

Rio smiled. "They can wait. I'll catch up later."