A/N: Sorry about the lack of updates. I haven't been feeling well and I've had a lot on my plate as of late.
He held onto my hips and bucked his into me roughly. "I've missed this, baby." he hissed, slamming into my core. "I-I've missed this, too." I breathed, closing my eyes tightly. "You're so bad." he grunted. "Bad? Is that what kids say these days when something is good?" he chuckled. "Yes." I moaned, pushing myself onto him. "Someone's needy." he teased, slamming into me harder. "You are too." I panted, feeling his grip tighten on my hips. "You have no idea, I've been dreaming of this for too long, baby." I felt a climax brewing deep in my hips and I begged him not to stop. "Does my little (y/n) want to finish?" he teased. "Y-yes..." I panted, backing my hips into his. His nails slipped from my hips several times, making me squeal. "Sorry." he breathed, readjusting his hands. "N-no, I like that." I replied, really getting off on the pain. "But you're so sensitive." he mocked. I recalled the time I had told him he was too rough on my sensitive body and laughed. "Quit teasing me." I said. He bit the top of my ear gently, slowing down. "Been awhile since we've taken it slow, eh?" he asked. It had been. It'd been awhile since we'd done anything. I moaned softly as my body calmed down and adjusted to his movements. "You feel incredible." he purred as I arched my back gently. "You're not so bad yourself." "Wanna top?" he asked, half snickering. "If you want me to." I replied. "When have I not wanted you to?" We quickly switched positions and I took my place atop his hips. I missed the feeling of dominating my best friend. He breathed out my name and squeezed my hips, urging me to go faster. "And if I don't?" I taunted. "Then I'll have no choice but to flip you over and pound you til we both cum." I bit my lip at the thought of it. I braced myself on his strong shoulders and did what he asked until I felt my release break free and his do the same. Perfectly in sync, just like old times. I gracefully rolled off of him and rested my aching body. "I've missed you so much." he said, planting a deep kiss on my lips. "I've missed you more." I replied. I hugged him tightly and watched the raindrops drip down the windows. "Don't leave me again." I said softly. "Leave you? I never left." I replied. "Well...in a way." "Shut up (y/n), no one is leaving anyone again. You're staying here I'm staying here, everything is okay." At that point, an unknown presence came into the room. Dark perked up and I laid beside him confused. He had a conversation in a foreign tongue that I couldn't even begin to understand, but I knew the look on his face all too well. Fear. He hides his well, but not well enough to fool me. I stayed quiet until I was sure he was done speaking. "What was that all about?" He sighed. "So...you know how I said no one was leaving anyone? I lied. I've gotta make a trip home...not sure how long I'll be gone." My heart sank. "Don't be that way...I won't be gone forever." "I wanna go with you." I said. "I want you to...in a way, but that can't happen." "At least tell me what the hell is happening?" "My dad is insane." he replied, getting dressed hastily. "Okay, what else is new?" "Nothing much. He's running around with my mom and his wife just found out. I've got a problem to fix." I sighed. "I should've bought a short leash and kept him on it. Sometimes I feel like I'm his dad." I laughed. "You do sound like an aggravated parent right now." I said. "That makes me wonder about our future as roomies..." I looked at him suggestively. "Bring one child into this place and I will boot you both out so fast. Do not test me (y/n). I already lost you once." "I was just kidding, Jesus Dark." "I'm not really the biggest fan of kids. Not sure what I'll do if Mark has any, seeing as how I'll be forced to be around them at times." I laughed. "You'll do fine. You're patient...just not really." he rolled his eyes. "Quiet, you." he replied. "Just be safe...please." I said, desperately. "When am I not safe? I'm always safe. I'm a demon, remember?" "Okay, when you died you weren't exactly safe." "You're still going on about that? I'm alive, aren't I?" "Because you got lucky." I said. "Well, luck is kinda on my side, so..." "Look, idiot, just don't do something stupid. Take care of this and get back here as soon as you can." "Done and done." he said, disappearing into thin air. Anxiety flooded my body as I realized whatever mission he was going on might not wind up being good for his family. I remembered him stressing that if anyone found out that he's got parents, bad things could happen. I remembered him saying Asmoday's wife is kind of a huge bitch and detests him with a passion. Those facts put with his mom and dad running around together sound like a potentially fatal combination to me... but it's Dark. He's pretty hardcore. I just hoped he'd be alright.
DARK
"It's like 2 in the morning, what the hell is going on?" I asked my dad. "The usual." I rolled my eyes. "You rang. What can I do for you?" "You're in a chipper mood, what's the matter with you?" "Oh, nothing...other than you roused me out of bed with my best friend for what appears to be bullshit you should be dealing with yourself." "It's anything but bullshit. We've got a real problem on our hands. Loose lips sink ships, and...well, we're looking at a Titanic situation right about now. As you know your stepmother is a ruthless cunt, and-" "Don't call her that." I said. "What? I mean it's true." "Don't. Call. Her. That." "Okay...touchy, my wife is a cunt...and now she knows how I spend my weekends. We've got to do something about that." "We? You mean you and my mom, right?" "No...I mean you and I." I sighed. "Why does mom get a free pass? This is just as much her issue as it is yours." "I don't want her caught in the middle of this shit. She's not as wild and violent as us." "Fair enough. What do you suggest we do?" "Funny, I was gonna ask you that same thing." "You don't even have a plan? Seriously? Shit, you called me down here to do all of this for you?" "Look, you owed me one and you repaid me. That means you owe me one now." "That's not how that works, dad. That's not how any of that works. We were even. What's in this for me?" "Um, how about me and your mom not being chastised and banished?" I growled under my breath. "How bad could it be being chastised and banished, anyway?" "For me, not bad. I'm used to being alone, for her...devastating, and you know it. That's why you stuck your neck out for her and got her with her current husband." He had me cornered. "Okay, but can you at least come up with a plan before calling me next time? This is weird." "Sorry, you're the crafty one of the bunch." "Uh huh. That's no secret....but still, you're giving me nothing to work with here." "Death match?" "That's not even remotely funny." I hissed. Apparently Asmoday disagreed. "I had to get that one in. Nice job getting killed by a girl, by the way." "Fuck you. Thanks for coming to my funeral, by the way, dear old dad. You couldn't even bother to send flowers." "Well it was you. If it was your sister, I would've definitely sent flowers. She's the favorite." I turned white as a sheet. "I'm kidding, wipe that look off your face." "You have no real sense of humor." "What? Not digging the dad jokes?" he teased. "Get serious. What do you want me to do?" "Talk to her. Use that charm of yours, she won't take any from me." "Me...talk to her? She hates me." "She hates me more right now." "I don't think this is a good idea." I replied. "I do. Look, you'd be doing me a favor by getting her to shut up." "And I'm supposed to do that how?" "Like I said, use that charm I gave you. You inherited some serious smoothness." "I'm doubtful that it came from you." "Who pissed in your cereal? Seriously, dial back that attitude." "Sorry, I tend to get a bit annoyed when someone yanks me out of bed to deal with their shit." I hissed. "Look, I'm counting on you because I know you can handle it. You're smart." "Flattery gets you nowhere with me, but whatever. Give me a bit to figure something out. In the meantime, maybe stay away from mom?" "Not gonna happen." he replied. "How did I know? The criminal always returns to the scene of the crime." "The only crime I committed was beating that pus-" "Don't. She's my mom, just fucking don't" I said, half plugging my ears. "Like you thought we were meeting for tea." he teased. "Alright, that's it, I'm out for right now. I'll be back in the morning. Keep your sexcapades to yourself." I jetted out of there like a bat out of hell, deperately trying to figure out what the hell I was supposed to do.
