(Cuphead) (Devil x Reader/OC x King Dice) Sweet As Honey

Dancing With the Devil

The devil smiled down at Angel and held out his hand before waving it and a bouquet of roses appeared before her eyes. "For you doll." He said with a wink.
She hesitantly took them and smelled them with a small smile, they smelled amazing. "Thank you devil. They're beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you my dear... now that your show is over for the night I'd like to treat you to dinner. Just the two of us..."
"She already had plans with us boss..." Piroetta said, trying to get angel out of it.
"She can spend time with you two bozos anytime. I'm usually busy. She's mine tonight." He said as he reached out and took her wrist and pulled her to him, making angel stumble against him and look back at wheezy and Piroetta nervously. She didn't like this...
"But you two enjoy your evening." The devil said as he lifted angel up onto his shoulder and threw her over it to carry her like a caveman. She wiggled to try and get free but he didn't seem to care.
He carried her back down to his office and sat her gently on her feet with a smile. "See? I can be a gentleman."
"Gentlemen don't carry ladies like that so the whole world can see their....underthings...." She said as she fixed her skirt and petticoats.
He smirked and leaned down to her level. "Underthings?" He asked, amused by her innocent way of speaking. "You mean panties? Underwear? Thongs?" He teased, making her blushed and she looked away from him. "There's no need to be crude. It's bad enough I'm dressed like this!"
"Do you not like it?" He asked, seeming genuinely concerned.
"Well it's not exactly... leaving much to the imagination of you know what I mean..." She said, folding her arms, her eyes on the floor.
"Ahh I see.... I'll have wheezy and Piroetta make some changes to it so you're more comfortable... but for now..." He placed a hand on her hip and pulled her close. " I quite like it. I like not having to work very hard to picture you without clothes on."
She looked up at him with a blood red face and eyes as wide as sausers as she tried to push him off her but he kept his grip on her. "Dance with me." He whispered to her and music began to fill the room, gentle saying music.

He pulled angel even closer and wrapped his long arm around her back and took her hand as he began to spin her around gently with the sway of the music. She had to admit he was a good dancer. "Devil i..." She began but he shushed her and pulled her head to rest against his chest, "just enjoy the moment my dear." He told her.
She blushed, being this close to him, listening to his heart beat next to her head... The way he held her was so...gentle.
As the song came to a close he spun her out of his arms and into a chair gently as a table with food appeared in front of her. "Dinner is served doll." He told her with a chuckle as he sat across from her, suddenly the only lighting in the room was candle lighting and she looked around the table. What was he planning?
She picked up her fork and began to eat slowly and politely as the devil at like her brothers, like it was the last meal they'd ever have or the first meal after being starved. She smirked then frowned, missing her brothers again.
"What's the matter?" The devil asked as he wiped his mouth with his napkin.
"Nothing I just... I miss my brothers..."
The devil rolled his eyes, "those two? Why? They're nothing but trouble and annoyances."
"But their my brothers. I love them I sold my soul for them."
"Dumb choice if you ask me." The devil said as he sipped his bourbon.
She glared at him and stood up, hands on the table, "No! No it wasn't! Because I saved my brothers! And as long as they are alive and free then anything that happens to me doesn't matter because they are good people! They're just....Just stupid sometimes!" She defended, angry tears in her eyes.

The devil looked at her and smiled. "Are you saying you'd do anything for your brothers?"
She nodded slowly as she watched him stand and circle the table towards her.
"What if you were able to put your brothers minds at ease? Surely they think you're dead..."
She swallowed, "I'd like to do that... less worry for them would be best...." She said cautiously.
"Then I'll make you another deal." He said with a smirk as he came to stand behind her, the chair she had been sitting in pushed aside as his hands moved to her shoulders.
"What deal?"
"I'll let you write your brothers anytime you please... if you kiss me."
She turned to him and he stepped forward, making her lean back on the table as she looked up at him in shock. "Kiss you? But.... but I've never...."
He raised an eyebrow, "you've never kissed someone?" He asked with a smirk, his hands moving to her waste, as she shook her head. "Have you ever had sex?" Her face turned bright red again and she shook her head, hiding her face in her own shoulder. "No..."
His smile widened as he gripped her hips. "Just a kiss then. And you can write them a letter. And anytime you want to write them all you have to do it pucker up...." He said lifting her chin to make her look at him.
She swallowed hard, "just a kiss.... that's all you want?"
"That's all I want in exchange for letters yes..."
She bit her lip and closed her eyes, nodding once, "Ok then..." He smiled and took her face in his hands and pulled her close, pressing his lips to hers and her little heart felt like it might just out of her chest. His kiss was like...warm sugar. Gentle and pleasing and it set her heart on fire.
Suddenly his forked tongue slipped between her lips and her eyes widened for a moment. This wasn't the kind of kiss she had been expecting! But...She didn't fight. She didn't hate it. She...hated to admit it but...She actually kind of liked it. She may have even returned the kiss a bit and after a moment he pulled away, a slight blush of his cheeks and hers as her chest rose and fell while she tried to catch her breath. "That....was..." She whispered
"Very nice." He finished as he stepped back away from her, "I'm a man of my word. Juat a kiss. You may go write a letter to your brothers. You'll find paper and a pen on your table in your room." He told her, gesturing to the door and she nodded and hurried out and up to her room where she quickly wrote a letter to her brothers, telling them that she was alive and alright. That she wasn't hurt and was being taken care of. That she missed them and that she wished she could see them again and that most importantly... She loved them.