Right Hand Man (King Dice x Devil)

Chapter 13 : The Second Attempt

WARNING: This chapter contains sexual content. Reader discretion advised for younger audiences.

Sally Stageplay's POV

I was standing outside the Devil's Casino. I was honestly afraid. What if my suspicions were wrong? What if they still are evil? I had to know. So, that's why I'm here.
With a shaking hand, I knocked on the door. I heard rustling from behind. And a muffled voice say something. I waited, swallowing the lump in my throat. What felt like an eternity later, the door opened.
Mugman looked at me awkwardly,"Um, hello."
"Uh, hi," I said in reply.
"Who's at the door?" I heard a voice ask Mug. It was the Devil himself.
"It's-uh-Sally, from town," Mug answered. "Um, Sal? Why are you here?"
I took a deep breath,"I...wanted to apologize, on behalf of the town."
"Apologize?"
"Yes, for attacking you. It was wrong, and we knew it, but we couldn't stop ourselves. We were scared and confused, we still are too, but mostly...well...it felt like something was control of us. Either way, we want to make it up to...you," My heart stopped. King Dice and The Devil were now standing behind Mug, listening to me speak.
I cleared my throat,"Th-that's why the town wants to invite all three of you to a welcoming party. To invite you back into town...?"
Mugman smiled warmly as he always does, as for King Dice and Devil-to my surprise-looked nervous, almost uncomfortable.
"I-it's okay if you'd prefer not to come, it may be a bit much, but we want you to know that you'd be welcomed," I added.
Mug answered for them,"Thank you, Miss. Sally! We'd love to come! What time?"
"Um, 1:30?"
"Okay! We'll be there! See you then!" Mug said before he shut the door softly.
"Huh. That went better then I thought it would," I said to myself, walking back to town.

Mugman's POV

"Mug? I-I don't think we're ready for a-a party," The Devil answered.
"Don't worry! It'll be fun! Besides, this is a great thing to happen! They're recognizing you as model citizens!" I reassured him.
"Well, I've never been to an actual party before...I've never had any friends..." He sighed. "Wh-what's it like?"
I smiled,"You'll find out soon enough!"
He still looked uncertain. I held his hand,"Hey, I'll be there too, so you'll at least have one friend."
He finally smiled back. Then he turned to King Dice,"Hey, KD, I dunno about you, but this sounds like a good idea to me. What'd you say?"
King Dice was sitting on a bar stool, looking faint,"I'm not sure, Dev..."
"Dice, I'm nervous too, but Mug's right! We should at least try!" The Devil coaxed.
But King Dice still refused,"No, it's not that. I'm just not feeling well..."
He did look sick. He was holding his stomach with one hand and propping himself up with the other. Sweat stained his usually-clean tux and he seemed to be distant from our conversation.
The Devil noticed this, and approached King Dice,"Here, Dicey. Let's bring you to bed."
He carefully helped him off the stool and began to walk him towards the door before he looked at me and said,"I'll join ya in a minute, Mug."
I nodded and watched the two of them leave the room.

"Okay," I said. "You ready?"
"A little, but, not really," The Devil admitted.
"I promise I won't leave your side," I told him, which eased his tensions.
The two of us left the casino, a little uneasy but determined to fit in, earn the town's trust again, and have fun.

King Dice's POV

I laid in bed, feeling like a girl with both period cramps and a stomach ache, in other words, dreadful. I was sweating like crazy, panting. My vision was blurry and I couldn't think straight. I gently rubbed my stomach, trying to ease the pain. Nothing could stop this.
I heard the door open. I barely managed to say,"D-Dev...? Is that you...?"
"Guess again," the voice sounded familiar.
Oh no.
"It's-it's you! Leave me alone!" I meekly shouted.
He responded coolly,"I'd rather not."
He sat on the bed and curled the covers off my body. I attempted to cover myself again but it hurt to move. I tried to see who exactly he is but my illness prevented me. I could only make out his glowing yellow eyes.
Before I could do anything to stop him, his lips touched mine, and he kissed me roughly. I struggled to remove him, but he climbed onto my body and licked my lips. I shut them tight.
He chuckled,"Dicey, baby, let me in."
"Don't call me that-" I tried to say but he forced his tongue into my mouth. He covered everything, leaving not one spot untouched. I tried to use my powers, but I was too weak.
He pulled away, smirking,"Oh, I see. Only your boyfriend, Devil, gets to call you that. Tell me, Dice, do you think he's so special? That he's the love of your life?"
I growled,"Leave him out of this!"
He laughed again,"You naive fool! Don't you know why I'm here?"
"You want to me to be your little sex toy!" I growled.
He purses his lips,"Not exactly.... I want to make the Devil suffer, after all...he's made me suffer long enough..."
"What do you mean!?" I snapped, trying to bite his hand. He grabbed something from his back pocket and tied my hands together. Then, his hands slowly slid down my chest. He smirked. My breath shortened.
"Oh, I was just like you once. Hot, charming, and had all the Devil's attention," He sighed, his eyes hazy with-presumably-fond memories.
"What!?" I said, bewildered. Then I gasped when he started rub the sensitive spots on my chest. His fingers were cold like metal, and it sent goosebumps down my chest.
"That's right, I was the Devil's first lover. And he was great at it, you should try it sometime," He proudly admitted. Then, he licked the side of my cheek hungrily. I flinched. He chuckled, then continued his story,"Our love was amazing...we did everything together. I had no family, but his love filled in for theirs. Of course, his father completely disapproved. We ignored him. That is until..."
Mildly curious, I said,"Until what?"
He remembered I'm still his prisoner and went back to his dirty work. He pulled off my undergarments and began to play with...um, you know...that thing.