Defilement: Atem x Reader

Chapter 19: Rooftop Courtship

It was good that the teacher had called in sick, more time to study for the test. While the other students were in the library, you and Atem were up on the roof since the both of you had already completed your study sessions ahead of time but it was never too late to check over notes. He, shockingly, was fitting in with the student body quite well. Despite the abrupt anger bursts at any boy who spoke to you. Or looked at you. But, you could overlooked that, finding the role of the protective boyfriend fitting for him. One who can control the very shadows themselves and a realm full of those things. It was scary, knowing that a children's card game was birthed from such a area. Not that you were a pro duelist yourself.

''Have your parents inquired about the change...?'' you choke on your soda for a second. Oh...right. ''N-No! And you better not talk or bring it up in front of them.'' A chuckle leaves him as he starts to lean in towards your exposed neck, nuzzling the faint mark there. ''Isn't it customary to announce one's courting to the family?'' his question, muffled by his face currently in the crook of your neck. You blush. ''T-Times changed. I-It's not so easy as that anymore.'' Speaking around this guy was becoming difficult. He utters a small noise of thought before pulling back. ''Then tomorrow.'' you blink. ''What?'' he gives you a adamant stare. ''Tomorrow. I will tell them that I'm courting their daughter.''

A few birds scattered as a loud 'smack!' was heard. The male rubs the back of his head, scowling down at a red faced you. ''Are you mad?! You're basically saying you'll asking for my hand in marriage!'' ''And?'' Now it was your turn to scowl. ''I don't think that's a good idea...'' ''How long are you going to procrastinate this?'' his eyes narrow slightly, a hint of red showing. ''My patience is growing thin.'' Your eyes widen before narrowing themselves. ''And I don't care! I'm not telling my parents about this yet--!'' Both of your arms were suddenly pinned over your head against the ground as his body hovered dangerously over yours. Don't forget, he comes from a time where this was the norm.

''I do not want to force the matter upon you, but you are leaving me with no other option. Must you be so defiant?'' your eyes nearly turned to slits. ''This isn't ancient Egypt anymore! You're not a king here!'' For a mere second, you saw a flash of fire in his eyes before it went away. ''Don't do this. Please.'' his eyes soften. ''I would never forgive myself.'' You went silent for a moment, thinking over the various styles of courtship that were common back in ancient times. No, you didn't want to be 'taken' by force. The rape section was common but there was a somewhat rational portion. Only if the father of the daughter accepts the terms and conditions of the courting will he allow it to start.

''...What are the terms of a courtship between the king and someone of common blood?'' the question took him by surprise. Not even back then, before meeting his princess, had he ever considered taking a bride. The royal council and his grandfather just pressured him into taking her hand the moment the crown was placed upon his head; he could hate the rules, but never could he hate that. Then, of course, there was no time for the said courtship to even take root due to the attacks on the nearby villages and dealing with the Thief King. Only to return to fire, ash, and pain. ''Honestly? I am unsure. You must understand Y/N, I was just 16 when crowned king. I did not even had the time of respite to set any rules down.'' You blink, making a quiet sound of understanding. ''Not to mention, I didn't really have a choice in the matter. Until she came.'' Ah, that's right. Your incarnation.

''Were you both close?'' A nip on your nose made you yelp slightly in pain. ''H-Hey!'' ''What did I tell you about feeling inadequate around me?'' ''I wasn't...'' ''No, but I can sense your emotions. You're not very good at hiding your low self esteem.'' Ouch. He sighs, a hand lowering to gently cup your face. ''You are not her. Stop it.'' He's right. You shift a little under him, face flushed. ''C-Can you get off me?'' His face tilts to the side, glancing at the door. ''No one's here aside from us.'' ''N-No, it's...'' This was so embarrassing. You were a late bloomer. A blessing and a curse. It amazed you how he didn't notice but now? That's going to be a problem. You see, while you were glad to wear boy clothing outside of school, it irked you this morning when getting up and ready that you had discovered your body decided to develop over night. Damn growth spurt. Damn boob growth! Damn puberty altogether!

''What's troubling you?'' You just stayed silent. ''Lotus?'' Nothing. ''Princess?'' Nope. ''Damn it girl, say something'' and he went stiff. You soon noticed a shift in the air. It went from tense to really tense. ''Atem?'' his face was unreadable, hidden by spiked blond bangs. ''A-'' you suddenly jumped when a hand was on your chest. ''W-What the hell?!'' ''Why didn't you say anything about this?!'' Why was he so pissy about this?! You're the one with the boobs. ''T-That doesn't matter! Let go and get off, and I promise I won't send you back into the afterlife!'' his eyes colored over to garnet red. ''Why are you embarrassed about this? This is a part of life.'' eyes still red, his palm slowly curls around the hidden orb making you gasp. ''And it, like you, is beautiful.'' a light squeeze made you jerk upwards, eyes swelling with tears of uncertainty and virginal fear. ''T-That's enough. S-Stop it.''

Those red irises bleeding between violet blinks. ''Why?'' the other hand that were pinning your wrists left and slid along your socked legs towards the blue uniform skirt hem. ''And no, this is not rape. Your hormones don't tell lies.'' ''I-I'm afraid! I can't...!'' a quiet shush came from him as he continued. This wasn't normal; of course not. This was just a demonstration. A mere, tiny hint of what was coming. ''You're afraid of human contact. I get that loud and clear, but you accepted me long ago. You're not escaping from this.'' his lips move toward your ear, licking and sucking on the earlobe. ''...Nor me.''

Tears were now streaming down your flustered face. Was this what you wanted? Yes, you had sometimes wondered what it would be like, just like in those romance novels you've read so many times but now that it was happening, they were laughing at you. ''Y/N, please don't hate me for this. I love you so much.'' A few fingers began playing with the bow on your uniform jacket, just itching to pull it away. ''But I'm at my limit.'' a low growl left him as he hisses against your neck, you lost in this new place that only adults in relationships had experienced. Lust.

''Allow me to ask you this once again then.'' a slow grinding motion of his hips down onto your core made you cry out, trembling. ''Will you accept me once more?'' Heat that wasn't coming from the sun over head consumed you both. Gathering what little willpower that was barely there, you swallow the lump in your throat, E/C hazy. ''...Y-Yes.'' He suddenly pulls back and away from you, staring at you blankly in pure shock for a second. ''Your father will more than likely kill me. You do understand that right?'' sitting up, face lightly coated with red blush. ''I'll take the fall for that.'' his eyes shown uncertainty for a moment. Clearly in the far off past but shakes it off. A clear feral grin marks his features. ''Excellent.''

*Later that day and after school*

''Y/N? Have you seen the uniform skirt your mother bought for you? I need to do the laundry.'' Your father's voice echoed from the laundry room downstairs. ''...Can you burn this?'' violet eyes blinked at the question before smiling. ''Of course.''