【Stockholm Syndrome】 [Diabolik Lovers: Reader (human) x Laito]

Part 14 - Never To Be Undone

(Y/N)'S POV:
Laito's once cold hands become warm. I enjoyed the way he felt on my skin, how he caressed my cheeks. When I was unconscious, he propped my head up with pillows and placed my wrists in warm water.
When I awoke, I saw him staring down to me. His tears dripped onto my face. I raised my hand up to touch him. It's been a while since I have been warm. The blankets made sure that I would not shiver, Laito watched me, listening to my heartbeat while I slept.
      "Are we home, finally?" I asked him. His tears ran down my face. His sharp eyes, now dull and full of sorrow. He resembled a ghost in the pale moonlight.
      He had no answer. I assumed by the green surroundings that we were in his room once again. The cieling and wallpaper were green. I was not crying, yet warmth ran down my cheeks. He continued to cry onto me.
Once our lips touched, I felt a wave of serene run through my veins. I was gently pushed down into the pillow. He kissed me gently. His lips felt like baby skin. His warm hand grabbed mine, which had been cold and abused. He held my hand with great care.
He pulled away for a moment. "If you ever leave me again, just know that I will put an end to whoever touched you," he threatened silently. His voice was soft, I had never heard such a tone. He was serious. When he spoke, his grip tightened on me.
I felt my buttons come undone, my shirt was loose, my skirt landed on the floor. I blushed. Being presented like this was still embarrassing for me. Laito refrained from biting me. Instead, he gently kissed my neck. His pecks left a warm spot where he had kissed me.
Laito pulled me into a warm embrace. My bra straps loosened, they fell down my arms. I slid it from my hands, throwing it onto the floor. My panties were slipped off by me, I didn't release what I had done until I felt his fingers inside of me.
    He, too, undressed. I looked across to his growing member. The sight of Laito, in front of me like this, made me feel special in a way. The pressure between my hips grew. The growing pressure made me blush, I could feel him pulsating inside of me.
       The first time I had been with Laito, I was afraid and nervous. Now, all I want is to be embraced by him. I never want him to leave my side. Laito doesn't seem to care about how I look, or what I do. He just wants me, too. I haven't bathed properly in months.
      Laito thrust himself farther into me. He continued to push into me. He breathed heavily into my neck. I could hear his voice shoot through as moans. I cried with pleasure and pain. Even though we started off dry, my body soon lubricated itself. I was dripping.
       As Laito had been, I started to moan, too. I was louder than him. I screamed his name. "Laito...!" I began to cheer with pleasure, "I love you." My words quivered. He had no response, he just grabbed me, pulling me closer than we already were.
       As I melted into nothingness, fears, anxieties, worries, morals... they all disappeared. I could feel nothing other than a sense of safety. I felt secure in his arms. He would never let me go, ever again.
      I wrapped my legs around him. He kissed me more. They were slow and deep. Saliva exchanged itself. There was no distinction between mine and his. In that way, we become one.
Lost in my trance, I ignored the pain of him penetrating me fiercely. Laito put all of his force into me. When he started to slow down, I felt nearly nothing but the warmth. He filled me with warmth, happiness and security.
Once he pulled out of me, I was able to breathe. I pulled Laito's head into my chest, cradling it in my arms. "Promise me you'll stay true to your word," I started to cry. Tears of blood ran down my face.
I felt his breath on my neck once again, "don't be silly. Your worries will only make you sick. I have already mad you mine. What I have done to you, I will not allow to be reversed..." his words confused me.
"I don't want it to be reversed, I want us to stay the way we are for eternity," I am going to die. I know this, he knows this. Is that what is making Laito so sad? The fact that I will soon perish in his sorrows.
Pondering about existence, I fade into a deep sleep. The last thing I saw was Laito's hair resting on my person. He was in slumber as well. We were covered in sweat from head to toe. I never noticed.