Diavolo × Reader

- Chapter 13 -

- Warning: Lemon Chapter -

You almost wouldn't recognize the man in front of you. 

Diavolo used to be the Devil himself, mercilessly murdering any human that might disturb him the slightest. He was a man of power, but he was also a coward.

He never dared to show himself to any living soul and he did everything possible to almost make himself nonexistent. No one knew about him, from the physical aspect to even the name.

Diavolo was always scared. He believed that he was on top of everyone else, the god of the mortals but he was also afraid that something－ rather, someone would be able to take what he had worked on what he achieved away from him.

And his biggest fear came true, Giorno Giovanna indeed took everything from him.

Now that Diavolo reflects about what had happened, he sees the whole ordeal differently.

Indeed, he had lost he had worked for, He lost his status and his achievement. In exchange, he gained something that he was never able to dream about.

It was al unexpected, by coincidence he got found and the person that found him helped him to become better, said person 'fixed' him.

That was you.

In the beginning, he was just not able to comprehend. Why were you wasting your time to help him? Was it because he was just a fictional character that you liked?－No, that wouldn't be enough.

Were you just a crazy woman, did you not realize how actually evil he was?－No, You had proved that you were smart and capable.

So what was it? What drove you to help him?

Was he deserving of the love you were radiating to him? Did he deserve the warmth he was feeling while he kissed you? His hands were forever stained with blood from his previous deeds. Compared to him, you were an angel on the earth so did he deserve to touch your soft skin with his filthy hands?

Hearing your soft sighs and as he touched your body, staring at your expression as it varied from the tangles his touch was making you feel. 

Was he deserving to witness all of this?

Did he deserve you?

What happened to him?

So many questions were rushing through his mind, making him stop what he was doing t you. You knew Diavolo and you knew that he'd get those moments where he'd just overthinking of his worth. That wasn't good.

You slowly placed your soft hands on his pale cheeks as you whispered, "My love, look at me" and he obeyed.

You leaned in and gave his lips a gentle peck, then another, and another. His lips felt so warm and you wanted to take all the time in the world t feel them. His arms placed themselves on the sides on your head as he hovered over you, leaning in further and deepening your pecks into passionate kisses.

You kissed back as you placed your arms on his shoulders, then wrapped them around his waist to pull his body closer to yours.

His abdomen touched yours as you felt his weight on you, but that didn't matter. 

You needed friction.

The room felt so hot, even while Diavolo took your clothes and Bra off.  

Diavolo's lips met your skin and that gesture made ou shiver as his touch tingled.

Diavolo kissed your jaw and throat, your collarbone and chest then he settled on your breasts. With one hand,  he started massaging the right on and with his lips, he left red and purple spots on your left one.