Blessed With A Curse | Mike Kuza Fic

You'll Never Get My Choice To Breathe

*Kuza's POV*

  I tucked a knife into my pocket, one specifically made for Angels. I got a tip off where the Angel was, and I was going to go and find her.

If I find the Mortal as well, well that's even better.

  To make sure all goes well, I'm bringing Jalex along, as well as my companion, Chricky.

  Chricky is a few inches taller than I am, black hair to his shoulders, snakebites, pale, and covered in tattoos.

He loves torturing as much as I do.

  I settled on adding a bottle of battery acid with me, so that I could pour it down the bitch's fucking throat.

  Once I made sure I also had a bottle of Holy Oil and a lighter so that I could set up a trap for her, I headed out of my chambers to find Jalex and Chricky sucking face.

  "Oh yeah, whenever you're done!" I exclaimed sarcastically. Jalex jumped away, blushing wildly.

  "Oh like I give a shit." I scoffed at her, so she pressed her body firmly against mine as her hand found it's way to my crotch.

  "You know I'm yours first, right?" she whispered. I smirked before crashing my lips against hers, keeping my eyes locked on Chricky, aiming to taunt him.

  I pulled away finally once he started looking homicidal. "Let's go." We disappeared into the mirror portal, and came out on Earth.

  My green eyes scanned our surroundings till Jalex growled. I looked to see her baring her teeth, and followed her gaze.

  Abigail and the Angel were walking away from us, hand in hand. I hissed as I pointed them out to Chricky.

  A knife appeared in his hand. "Let's get em." Chricky growled. I chuckled darkly, putting a knife into my own hand before blinking behind Abigail and grabbing her, pressing my knife to her throat.

  "Let her go!" the Angel cried, just as Jalex took the same position I was in. "Scream again." Jalex sneered, "Give me a reason to slit that pretty little neck."

  "Let's fucking take them!" Chricky whined. I laughed wickedly before blinking to Hell with Abigail.

  Jalex followed suit with the Angel, immediately followed by Chricky. I shoved Abigail at him.

  "Take her to Synacky." I ordered, and they disappeared. I grabbed the Angel by the hair and pulled her close to me.

  "What's your name?" I hissed at her. Her reply was to spit in my face. "Fuck you bitch!" Jalex screamed, raising her knife.

  I quickly blinked us to my chambers, keeping my grip on her as I locked the door.

  I charmed the lock so that when it's locked, no one can get in. Not a Demon, Mortal, Angel, Vampire, Lycan, anything.

And no one can get out unless I unlock it.

  I finally released her, and the first thing she did was suckpunch me square in the jaw.

Suits me, I like 'em feisty.

  I rubbed my sore face, laughing at her. "You can fight back, but it'll just be worse for you!" I shouted.

  She squeaked in fear, jumping slightly. She faded from view for a split second in an attempt to blink, but reappeared instantly.

  "Not gonna work." I smirked, making her whimper. I shoved her backwards roughly, and she landed on my bed.

  I grabbed one of the ropes on my bedside table and quickly tied one of her wrists to the post.

  "N-no, please." she choked out, tears rimming her eyes. "Tell me your name and I'll go easy on you." I whispered, my eyes finally meeting hers.

  Her eyes were a bluish hazel, and I was momentarily lost in them, causing me to have to make her repeat her name.

  "Celeste." she responded, a tear sliding down her cheek. Without thinking, I kissed the tear away.

  She gasped slightly at the unexpected kindness, helping me to focus. I quickly tied her other wrist, and then her ankles.

  "Please, you don't have to do this." Celeste whimpered. I shook my head with a sigh. "But Demons and Angels don't mix, Celeste."

~Trigger warning for sexual assault!~

  I pulled one of the knives from my pocket and used it to cut off her jeans and shirt, but I was careful not to inflict a wound to her pale skin.

  Celeste kept her eyes shut tight, her small body trembling beneath me as she cried.

  There was a sickening part of me that didn't want to do this to her, but I knew deep down that it had to be done.

  I yanked my shirt off and allowed it to fall to the floor, then let my jeans join them. 'I'm so sorry...' I thought to myself.

  I picked up the knife again and carefully cut off her bra and underwear, tossing the items to the ground before removing my boxers.

  I bit my lip, hesitating before saying, "I promise you I'll be gentle... Have you ever...ya know?"

  Her eyes opened again as she shook her head no. I nodded, my eyes scanning her body.

  I spit into my hand, using my saliva to slick up my length. Hopefully it won't be as bad for her this way...

  "What's your name?" she blurted. I chuckled softly at the sudden boldness before answering her.

  She nodded then and closed her eyes. I hesitantly positioned myself at her entry before slowly inserting my tip.

  "Ah, ah!" Celeste squeaked in pain, tears running down her cheeks again. "I'm sorry Celeste, I'm so sorry." I muttered.

  "You have to let me do this, it'll be over faster then okay?" Celeste nodded, but continued to cry.

  I pushed further into her, forcing myself to block out her whimpers till I deemed myself far enough in.

  "Do you want me to be still for a minute?" I offered quietly. She nodded again. I leaned down and softly pressed my lips to hers.

  She didn't return the pressure, so after a few moments I pulled away. I started gently stroking her hair with one hand, using my other hand to prop myself up while making sure my lower half didn't move.

After a few minutes, she finally told me I could move. But by then, I had made up my mind about the situation.

I pulled out most of the way before slowly sliding back in. I repeated the motion three times before pulling out completely and getting off her.

  Her eyes opened quickly. "You're, you're done?" she quickly asked in surprise. I nodded, putting my boxers back on.

  "I can't do this to you." I admitted, "I've done this to so many before, but I can't do it to you."

  I quickly untied her, then waved a hand over her. Her clothes appeared back on her body, perfectly intact.

  I lumbered over to the door then and unlocked it. "There. You're free to go." I announced.

  She sprang up from the bed, looking herself over. Then her eyes met mine for the second time.

  "I'm sorry, Celeste." I mumbled, lowering my gaze to the floor. To my surprise, she tightly wrapped her arms around me.