My Inner Demons ~ Oneshots & Preferences

💙~Sparring~💙

Pierce x Daemos! Reader

Relationship: Dating

Setting: Ava's Apartment

Second Person PoV

(Y/n) - Your name

(F/c) - Favorite color

(E/c) - Eye color

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        You lifted your hands to your head, revealing your (f/c) Daemos horns, all the while giving your boyfriend a loving smile. He smiles back, ever so slightly, his eyes focused on your horns. "You look beautiful, (Y/n)." Pierce says, softly, a pink tint highlighting his face.

        Your own face reddened and you looked down at your hands, which were now folded in your lap. "Th-Thank you, Pierce..."

        "Of course..." He hummed in response, walking over to sit on his bed beside you. Your smile grew and you leaned on Pierce's shoulder, enjoying his comforting presence. You scanned his bedroom, in search of a topic of discussion, and your eyes landed on the blade he kept by the door.

        "Quite the sword..." You hum, looking back to the Daemos beside you.

        Pierce nods. "I was a General for Prince Rhal before I became one of Asch's knights."

        You blinked a few times, looking down at your hands in your lap. "Wow..." You whispered. "How did I not know that?"

        "I'm not proud of it..." Pierce states, simply. "Earth has taught me to be kind and things are better now, but... even then when my job was to take lives..." He sighs. "I've always felt as though I was in the wrong."

        You try to meet his gaze, but he looks away from you. You inch closer to him and hold his face, making him look at you. "Blood stains never dry, right?"

        "Yes..."

        You lean in, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. "It doesn't make me love you any less... I actually know how you feel." You lift your shirt to show several faded scars. "I was a guard in another kingdom, the only personal knight of King Ren."

        Pierce hums. "King Ren..." He repeats, as if he were trying to remember.

        "A surprisingly kind man..." You add on. "It's a shame what happened to him in the end. His people blamed me..." Pierce reaches for you hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. You held his hand back and continued. "They would've killed me if Neve hadn't grown so fond of me..."

        Pierce tilts his head. "Neve?"

        You smile, sadly. "His daughter, the princess." You state, resting your head on your boyfriend's shoulder once again. "I was merely exiled from Daemos thanks to her. And now I get to be here with you..." You look up at him with so much love in your eyes, his normal stoic stance falters. "I understand that we had to go through hell to get to where we are now but I've always felt grateful... because I have you now..."

        Pierce's eyes soften and he leans back down to kiss you, slowly and lovingly. His arms subtly snake around your waist while yours wrap around his neck. The room hardly felt like a bedroom anymore, but a sanctuary to the two of you. It reminded you of another place.

        You broke the kiss, panting softly and looking into the Daemos' bright blue orbs. "Wanna get out of here for awhile? I know a place where we could spar...?"

         Pierce raises an eyebrow. "You want to spar?"

        "Why not?" You hum, standing back up with a shrug. "It could be fun. Just go easy on me, it's been awhile..."

         He nods back to you, before standing up on his own.

        "Meet me on the rooftop in a few minutes, okay?" You ask.

        Pierce nods again. "Yes."

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        Pierce stepped onto the rooftop in the cool night air just a few minutes later. His long hair blew in the wind and his hands rested on the pommel of his sword, while the blade dig into the concrete. His eyes wander the rooftop, curiously, as he reminisced about the palace gardens back on Daemos. Earth's plants were much greener, but just as beautiful. And upon the barren rooftop, there were many of them, growing in pots and on the fences that blocked the edge. He understood why you said it could be a good place to spar.

        You arrived to the rooftop just a minute later, dressed in your old Daemos attire. You stretched your arms over your head, only to put them back down and have your weapon materialize in your hand. Pierce's eyes widen slightly at the sight of the spear in your hands, but he keeps his composure, raising his sword. "Are you ready?"

        "Ready as I'll ever be..." You hum in response. You two find a space in the center of the garden and get yourselves into battle-ready stances.

        Pierce moves first, swinging his sword at you, which you block with the staff of your spear. You push his sword back and move in with an attack of your own. The blade of your spear slices the air just in front of him, obviously you had no desire to hurt him so you weren't going to aim directly for him.

        You take a step, spinning around once so that you can swing your spear at him with more force. He blocks you with ease, pushing his fingertips on the flat blade of his sword to make a better shield. Your eyes meet his briefly and you shoot him a wink, before expertly sweeping his leg.

        Pierce hits the ground with a thud. He releases a quiet groan of pain and your tough facade quickly melts away. You kneel at his side, concern evident in your (e/c) eyes. "A-Are you okay?!"

        He only blinks at you before a smirk finds its way onto his lips. You've been tricked...! You try to back away, but Pierce's arm catches your waist and he pulls you back to him. Your weapons aren't even in your hands anymore, as his pins you to the ground and peppers kisses all over your face.

        A string of giggles escaped your lips as you reach up and pull him down against you. The two of you play there on the ground for a minute or two, simply enjoying the warmth of each other's embraces.

        "Hey Pierce?" You start.

        He pulls away from you, looking at you with slight confusion. "Yes?"

        A small laugh escapes you again before you speak. "I'm cold... wanna go back inside? Maybe make some tea?"

        "Yes."