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Arabella x Reader

(A/N:I love writing these OC x Reader things all of a sudden..y'all can request them if you like!)

Third pov

(Y/N) walked around town, trying to find the store that she needed to go to. Her (H/L) (H/C) hair swayed in the spring breeze. (Y/N) thought back to what she had to buy in town, and made a mental list as she walked along the newly installed pavement.

'Okay, so I need to get potatoes, bulgolgi, beans...oh and of course ice cream.'

After buying her groceries, (Y/N) decided to wander around the town a bit more, and just do window shopping. Whenever she saw something that she liked, she would buy it without a second thought. People used to get annoyed whenever (Y/N) did that, as they thought that she didn't put enough thought into what she's buying. Of course, she didn't care about what other people thought.

"Agh!" (Y/N) squealed as she was dragged off the street, and down a alleyway, a gag over her mouth. Eventually, she was met face to face with one of the thugs of the island: Orika. Orika was a man that often targeted people who had just done shopping, so that they'd be left with no money & all of their newly purchased items taken away from the victim. (Y/N) tried to whimper, but the gag over her mouth had simply made her quiet. Orika's turquoise eyes stared into (Y/N)'s (E/C) mischievously.

"Well what do we have here? I see you around town a lot...isn't your name (Y/N)? Gah, whatever." Orika tied up (Y/N)'s hands, "It's be best if you cooperate (Y/N), otherwise this'll only end badly for you. Now hand me your stuff, and your money."

(Y/N) was now crying out of fear. She tried her best to kick Orika away, but she was too weak, either that, or Orika was way more built that her slender self.

(Y/N) pov

"Leave, Orika." A voice rang out throughout the alleyway.

Orika stopped grabbing for my money, and looked around. He narrowed his eyes, trying to find the mysterious voice that we both just heard. For sure, I knew that it was a womans voice, it was too soft & feminine than a mans voice..though it did have this weird accent to it. "Who's there? I've got a knife!" Orika threatened.

I looked around fruitlessly, trying to find who called out just now. I tried yelling out, but I still couldn't make enough noise because of the gag.

'What the-'

And like Sakura petals blowing in the wind, blood splattered everywhere; Orika's blood. Orika spun around, and was suddenly kicked away by a long leg. I got a horrific sight of glass shards sticking out of Orika's body.

'G-glass?! But where?!'

My eyes then landed on a tall, slender lady wearing a black & blue gothic lolitia dress. She wore black thigh high tights, and a pair of black ballet shoes. She had a elegantly pale complexion, strawberry pink lips & a pair of electric blue eyes that'd zap anyone if they were to testify against her. Her hair long & straight, and was black with blue streaks throughout her hair. Immediately, I recognized her as the 'Russian Doll', the daughter of Moonlight D Dimitri, the merciless assassin, Moonlight D Arabella.

'I've seen her wanted poster everywhere. Why is she even here? And why Orika? What has he done?'

"You...you're that doll assassin..!" Orika gasped out. Arabella nods, "Yes. That is right. I couldn't help but notice you harassing this pretty little lady." Her gaze flicked towards me, "And I intend to save her." Orika laughed harshly, "Try me bitch." Arabella smirked, and I watched as she raised her glass hand towards Orika.

"Odyssey!"

Light wildly reflected off her hand that was towards Orika. Orika was mesmerized by the pretty colour, and kept on staring at the colours. Arabella chuckled, "Dasvidanya, Orika.....lliad!"

The colours immediately ensnared & killed Orika as easy as breathing. I watched as he left this world, and fell to the ground with a splat.

'Orika...is dead.'

Arabella turned to me, and cut the binds off me with a sharp glass finger. Immediately, Arabella hauled me up on my feet, and hugged me as if I was a long lost friend.

"I'll make you feel better...I promise." She whispered. "M-Miss Arabella..." I stammered. She pulled away, and suddenly kissed my hands, "I'm sorry...but you wouldn't happen to have a spare space or two?" She asked with a plead. Usually, if someone were to ask, I'd say no...but something compelled me to say yes. I heard things about Arabella, about how she will do something with those she stays with...I've heard wonderful stories.

'Maybe I should..'

I nod, "Come with me."

*timeksip*

I let out a gasp, which followed by a moan as I released, and experienced the all time euphoria. All I could see, was Arabella. She suddenly became my world. My oxygen. My star. And my Earth. I heard her chuckle as she licked up everything that I released out of me. I rolled my eyes at the feeling of her tongue on me.

"A-Arabella...." she moved away from me, and we were kissing lustfully again. Already was I starting to feel like wanting more from her. She pulled away, a glow in her eyes, "You're very beautiful, (Y/N). I want you to be all mine...люблю." She murmured as she left more kisses on my lips. "Yes please..." I whispered.

(A/N:Yall want a lemon for this?)