Ban x Meliodas bk.#2 Succurance That Separates The Bond

Like A Mask

Warning
mentions of
>suicide
>rape threats
And
>violence(torture)
These warnings will continue on to pt. 2 of 'Like A Mask'

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The aura in the quiet greenroom was light and fare. And the glare from the Purgatory azure was shining rays of radiant purple light; but the small demon felt heavy. Shivers of all sorts of feelings washed up his spine making his fingers twitch. Including thoughts pop up over and over in the back of his head. What is he doing here? He should be able to just leave Purgatory just like that; he's more powerful that Hades. Now thinking about the wicked demon and finding every terrible thing he's done. It makes him sick. That king's taste in torture and copulation is disgustingly revolting.

It made the blondes view of Hades even more so as to everyday he was touched and abused like a puppet only for show.

He knows damn well that Meliodas is marked by Ban and is holding his child in him; it drives Hades insane, proving he will kill Meliodas's unborn child. But the king's attempts at forcing the petite demon to be marked by his scent and body was only pushed back by Meliodas's last strength in defending himself and his unborn.

Then came the wedding plan; Hades trump card.

Meliodas knows he could not be caught up with this any longer, so now he stands in the greenroom. Clenching his hands into the black lace dress while his hearts pound so loudly. He was so sure the maidens could here his hearts beat.

"How's my bride doing so far?" The dark voice was eager and scratchy.

"Lord Meliodas is almost done getting ready---"

Meliodas couldn't take this, just listening and feeling the presence that that damned demon near him. He curses under his breath, then swiftly turns to face him. His height compared to Hades was almost equal because he was standing on a plain grey stool. He bites his bottom lip in anger as he saw those dead black eyes and the dark black hair that hangs loosely and a few strands flow over his shoulder so elegantly. The demons helmet was somewhere, or maybe he didn't bother to bring it at all.

"And I thought the groom wasn't supposed to see the brides dress until the wedding starts." Meliodas states in a bitter tone. He felt his stomach twist at the sterning grin upon the larger demon appears on his sly face.

"So you do look forward to being married to me---"

Meliodas interrupts immediately, "I didn't say such a thing."

"Oh, but it sounded like it. Why do you hesitate? Why do you hesitate to marry your own kind? Is my care and love not enough?" He comes over to Meliodas to cup his hand delicately on his blondes right cheek, lightly rubbing his thumb on the soft flesh.

The revolted demon smacks the hand that was on his cheek away from him, "What love? What care? All I hear from you is bullshit!"

"Huff~" Hades sighs while rolling his eyes, then starts to take his leave out the greenroom. "It's only a matter of time. . . Before you break in ruin before me." He laughs mockingly and the petite demon grits his teeth.

"Go to hell!"

"We're already in hell." In a flash, he was gone slamming the unnaturally heavy door shut; echoing for a bit before just silence was left. The king sounded frustrated and angered, but who knows he's like a book that can only be read with a black light; and Melinda's doesn't have that light. And after the door was slammed furiously then only the echoing fades into nothing, the silence was deafening to Meliodas's ears. His lips tremble with a frown. And his hands grip the black gown that he currently wears until his skin was tug on to till his flesh was white. Then held his breath.