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Death Blossom (Rough!Reaper x Reader.)

It was a late and chilly night, though that's normal. It's always cold in New York. You lived in an apartment in downtown Manhattan, and walked back and forth from home to your job. Though most everyone did, it wasn't out of the ordinary.

However on this particular day you couldn't figure out if it was just superstition for the time being, or if you were being followed. As you glanced around at the streets littered with cars heading home as well, you couldn't actually see anyone. Which weirded you out more. You brush it off and head home, shrugging it off for the time being.

As you neared your apartment building and began to search for your keys, just so you don't have to find them later at your door, you finally heard something. Well multiple somethings. In the form of four drunk men laughing and approaching from the opposite street. The had to be drunk, the way they were stumbling over each other. This made you nervous, you could fight, but not so many people at the same time. Oh well, not going down without a hell of a fight.

As the group approached before what appeared to be the one leading them all could speak, you punch him in the face. There was a moment of silence in which he fell and the other three had no idea what to do, before going after you and grabbing your arms and waiting for the last to finally get up.

"That fucking hurt. That's okay though, 'cause I'm gonna hurt you worse." He pops his neck and cracks his knuckles, glaring down on you.

The next five minutes were a blur of pain, happening too quickly for your mind to comprehend. Before you knew it something caught the man's fist before he could hit you again and a gunshot fired, then another, and another,and another. By the time the echoes had stopped you had already lost consciousness.

He growled, gently lifting you up in his arms. You were light to him, and so frail looking with all the marks and bruises all over you. Looking at them made him angrier than before, wishing he had killed the men slower. He gently brushed away a bit of your hair from your face with his clawed hand, careful not to cut you.

Before the cops could arrive from a noise complaint, he carried you up to your apartment and carefully tended to all of your wounds. He laid you down on your bed and tucked you in, pulling up a chair and sitting by your side.

Day broke, and you slowly stirred awake and stared at the ceiling. The memories flowed in and made you jolt up and look around, seeing you were home relieved you. However what didn't relieve you was the man sleeping in the chair by your bed.

He was slightly terrifying, and the mask did not help in the slightest. Before you could react his head turned toward you.

"What are you staring at?" He growled gently, seeming to glare at you.

"Don't give me that tone, you're in my house." You hiss back at him and cross your arms.

"Well I saved your life, so I do as I please." He shifts in his spot and looks away from you, most likely going back to sleep.

"No, you don't. Thanks and all, but you can't just do anything you want." You glare at him.

He looks back toward you and gets up, throwing the covers off of you and grabbing your leg, pulling you toward him and moving his mask to the side slightly, hooking you around the waist and pulling you into a deep kiss.

After a few moments of you trying to get him off of you, you melt into the kiss. He picks you up and wraps your legs around his waist, his kiss getting heated and passionate. After awhile he rests a knee on your bed and lays you down again, leaning down with you to keep the kiss intact. He sits up and slips off his mask and cloak, as well as his breastplate and shirt to reveal his battle scarred and tan skin, pulling you close to him and beginning to bite at your neck. His teeth were sharp, leaving marks here and there in the nape of your neck as well as your collarbone. He slid off your shirt at well and paused to look over you.

"Perfect." He growls gently and bites your neck again, slipping off your pants as well as your panties. He sits ups and roughly grabs your thighs, spreading and beginning to leave bites on your inner thighs as well before going down on you.

After what seemed like hours of you being a complete moaning mess you came on his tongue, leaving him to lick up all of your escaping nectar.

He sat up and dropped his pants and boxers, massaging his thick member throbbing with anticipation to be inside of you. Though you simply stare, cheeks red with shock. You didn't believe he'd even fit inside of you. He gently pulled your his toward his and plunged right into you, stopping to allow you to adjust to his size inside of you. After a long while of him gently grinding inside of you you begged him to go faster. He held one of your thighs in his hand, the other on your hip as he began thrusting into you. His thrusts were slow, but hard. Each one harder than the last before he started to speed up, leaving you once again in a moaning and panting mess for him to feast his eyes upon. After awhile he picked you up, turning you over onto your hands and knees, before sliding right back into you and pounding you harder than before. He grabbed your hair and pulled it back, leaning down to gently bite at your jawline and whisper dark and delicious things into your ear before growling in an animalistic manner and picking you up by your thighs, holding you up and pounding you even harder.

After that you couldn't take it anymore, cumming for a second time, though he didn't stop, making love to you until your mind was fogged over with nothing but utter bliss. After around two hours of him pounding you he pulled you as close as possible, biting down on your shoulder and releasing his seed deep inside of you with a few rapid thrusts before slowing to  a stop and panting heavily with you.

He falls into the bed with you and cuddles with you until you fell asleep again on his chest.

"Duerme bien, me amor. Te amo." He whispers into your ear gently as you rest, kissing the marks he left on you with care. "My little death blossom."