Deals With The Devil (Chris MotionlessXreader)

Submit To Me

'(Y/n), what're you doing here?' I asked, fear obvious in my shaky breaths and trembling limbs. She said nothing. Her eyes were dull and deadly, striking a distinct murderous rage in my chest. I approached her, suddenly noticing the vicious hickeys spread across her neck. 'Who did this to you?'
'Sir, are you lost?'
'No I...yeah, I'm lost. Could you take me to the person who owns this place?' I bit back my will to scream and instead decided to go right to the person who did this.
'Yes, sir. Please follow me.' She spun around, beginning to lead me through the identical halls as if she knew this place like the back of her hand. Before long, we both stood outside of a large black door, decorated with white writing and patterns on it. (Y/n) gently knocked on the wooden door before silently opening it and shuffling into the room. 'He wanted to see you, sir...' (Y/n) muttered, approaching a rather strapping young man with medium black hair that was abusing the line between curly and straight. The area around his eyes was smoky yet it looked less like makeup and more like he hadn't slept in years.
'Thank you, darling. Come...' he muttered at (Y/n), not taking his eyes off me for a second. He held one arm out, giving (Y/n) room to stand beside him. He dropped his arm across her shoulders. 'You're Chris, aren't you? My, my...you're quite the specimen. (Y/n) and Devin told me everything about you...'
'What are you?' I spoke through gritted teeth.
'I am Vincent Mauro, a siren. You, my friend, are Chris Cerulli, the famous demon that became a god. You're quite the creature...you're so weak now, I was expecting more...this girl is your soft spot, isn't she? Like a little button in the back of your head.'
'Shut up and give her back! You have no business with her or my brother!'
'Brother? You mean Devin, don't you? And here I thought you despised him...I'm afraid you're not getting him back.' The bastard smiled at me, causing rage to bubble up in my throat. 'I'm pushing you, aren't I?'
'You have no fucking idea.'
'Well then...' he started, raising the hand that was around her shoulder and placing it under her jaw, forcing her to look up at him. 'You'd hate to see her submit to another man?' He chuckled darkly, leaning down and tainting my beloved (Y/n) with his vile lips. Without thinking, I telekinetically forced him back, until he wasn't physically close to (Y/n). He was forcibly pinned against the peach-coloured wall while I stepped forward to grab (Y/n). Before I could, she reached into the pocket of her jeans and pulled out a pocket knife. She flipped it open and pointed the blade at her own neck, making me freeze. 'Let me go or she dies.'
'Stabbing her in the throat won't kill her.'
'I'm surprised you know that much about her considering the way you abandoned her. You and your goons act like she'll always be at your disposal. She's a person, you know. She doesn't deserve the torture you put her through! Maybe she's better off here!' He began to scream at me, emotion lingering in every word. 'Men like you are so selfish! You use and throw women away like they're garbage! They don't need people like you, they need people who will give them all the love and attention they need and deserve!'
'I was trying to protect her!'
'You were trying to protect yourself! You're becoming human! You're feeling something and you hate it, don't you? You hate feeling but you love her! You're exactly the same with Devin! He was living in the street, waiting for you to come save him and you never did! I saved him! I gave him whatever he wanted because he deserves it!' I hated how truthful his words were. I could tell he genuinely cared for the women he seduced. He didn't want anyone to die. He knew stabbing (Y/n) in the throat wouldn't kill he, he knew. He wanted women to be respected, as did I but he couldn't do it without snapping a few necks. I let out a deep sigh before letting him go and stepping back from (Y/n).
'Okay...alright I...I'll go...take care of (Y/n), please. Don't make her do anything she doesn't want to...Devin, to. Take care of them...'
'...your other friends, the dog and Ricky...they're here to. They're in the next room.' Vincent sighed, walking over to (Y/n) and taking the blade from her. 'My spell only effects those who crave love and companionship, you know. They're all glued to you because they want your attention. You're all they have, Chris.'
'I know that...'
'So what now?' I stayed silent. (Y/n) was absent minded, meaning for only a few minutes I was free from the deal we had made.
'Well...' I began, a smirk creeping across my lips. My eyes focused on my hair for a moment,  noticing the dark green colour it was fading into. '...I guess since she's hollow I can act on my own will.' I began to chuckle like a psychopath.
'What're you talking about?'
'Hehe! As much as I love this girl, I'm never going to turn up the opportunity of devouring a siren! Haha!' Before Vincent could threaten me with (Y/n), I lunged towards him, insanity dripping from my mouth like drool. I gripped his throat and forced him against the wall, hearing it crack due to the force.
'Y...you're fucking mad!' He screamed, coughing through the saliva that was building up in his mouth.
'That is true. I'm bloody insane for (Y/n)! That's why I'm not going to kill you! Instead, I'm going to take you...' I trailed off, pressing my other hand to his chest. 'So warm...' I sighed happily, pressing my palm to his heart.
'F-Fuckin' get off me! What're you doing?' I was surprised he was still able to scream with the intense strength I was using to hold his throat closed.
'Josh! Come here boy!' I called, a satanic growl in my voice. He busted in immediately, lipstick stains and blood decorating his lips. 'I want you to greet our newest friend! Make him feel welcome, okay? And save the heart this time!'
'Yes sir!' Josh had that insanity in his eyes that I only gave him. Though they all had little bits of me, Josh was like my prized possession. He held all of my cannibalistic and necrophilic desires.
'Wait! Wait! What about (Y/n)? I-I'll-'
'Don't worry about her. She's fine, aren't you sweetie?' I asked, snapping my fingers. I took over her mind like a parasite but made sure not to harm her in any way.
'Yes, I'm fine.'
'B-But...but I had my way with her! She's supposed to-'
'You what?' I smirked through the rage in my chest. 'You had sex with her?'
'Of course I did! I'm a siren you du-' I cut him off by crushing his throat more than I thought I could.
'...maybe I should just kill you...maybe play around with your body...'
'(Y-Y/n), p-po...poison...' He wheezed out, sending a stinging feeling in my mind. I loosened my grip on his neck slightly as I turned, looking back at (Y/n) only to find her with a small black vile in her hand. '...y-you might be p-part siren b-but...I-I was born like...like this...'
'...you're right...' I muttered, psychically telling Josh to take the vile from her. He did exactly that, knocking it out of her hands and then crushing it with his foot. 'Good boy. Now get (Y/n) out here. Take her home.' I commented before leaning forward, my lips brushing against Vincents'. 'You won't fight me, will you? It's submission or death...'
'...n-no...' he breathed, shutting his eyes as I pressed my lips to his. He was mine now.