(DISCONTINUED) 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 || Douma

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'𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓'
By Yanyujii

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑
MINE NOW

"LET GO OF ME!!"

You yelled, trying to fight back despite your bleeding arm. "No, I don't think so." He smiled as he hopped from tree to tree in the dense forest. Your eyes opened and you saw the distance growing farther and farther as the thick fog embraced you.

"Please!" You begged, eyes slowly fluttering closed. You grew tired because of your fight and the blood you had lost due to Douma's nails digging deep into your arm. "...no.." you sighed and everything had gone dark.

"Wakey wakey, my dear.."

Your eyes peeled open as your body lay on the floor. It was mostly a blur of warm light when you blinked, adjusting your eyes to the figure in front of you. It was Douma. He had a grin on his lips as he eyed you, sitting down on a rather large cushion with his chin resting on his palm.

You groaned, lifting your head from the bamboo carpet. "Wh— where.. am I?" You spoke hoarsely as your eyes trailed over to his figure. Douma's lips perked up in a toothy grin as he raised his arms in the air, expressing how much he adored his living space. "You're in my own home!" He chuckled.

Your head was dizzy and your memory was slightly hazy until you tried to lift yourself off the floor only to collapse right back. "Let me... go.." you muttered, eyes knitting together from the sudden jolt of pain in your chin. But Douma shook his head before getting up to kneel in front of your damaged form. "I'm sorry, but I have no intention to do so." He slowly lifted your chin up with his hand, gliding his thumb over your bottom lip as he eyed your pearly white teeth.

"I have plans just for you." He spoke softly, almost giving in to the temptation of undressing you right then and there for him to gaze upon your nude body. Oh how he wanted to see what you would look like without that irritable uniform on.

"What plans?" You spat, swiping yourself away from his touch, making him glare. "You will see soon enough, my dear."

You shot daggers his way as you forced yourself to get up despite the throbbing pain on your side and the arm which Douma dug his nails into. He found it rather amusing to see you on your knees, desperately trying to pick yourself up and it caused his mind to wander into the naughtiest of things. Douma wouldn't admit, but rather than the intense lust he was feeling for you, there was also love.

He couldn't explain it or describe it, but he knew for a fact that this was something entirely new to him.

You hated how quiet he was being and so you opened your mouth to speak. "What the hell do you want with me?.. why won't you just kill me?" Finally you had managed to pull yourself up, but your knees were threatening to collapse as you stood. "Please, do not be so pathetic to beg for death before me, my dear." He sighed in disappointment, shaking his head whilst his fingers lightly pressed on his forehead. "I'd rather you beg me to kiss you."

Your eyes grew wide in disgust and disbelief. Surely he didn't actually mean that.. "How dare you!" You growled, approaching him despite your shaking legs.
"How dare you think I would ever consider making love to a demon!"

Your grabbed the collar of his turtleneck and shoved him back, but it only made him giggle quietly. "Oh you are feisty, I only said it was going to be a kiss, but you'd suppose we were going to smother each other in the bedroom? Oh how delightful.." he bit his bottom lip and ran his hands down his body before embracing himself. "You excite me terribly~"

Your breath got caught in your throat. You never believed that he was upper moon two. A shameful and deceitful man like him was one of the most deadliest demons out there? And not only that, but he killed Kanae.

"Do not worry so much, dear. I will only make you beg for me to devour you.." He stood behind you, his tall figure looming over your own. He then softly caressed your cheek with the back of his fingers before tucking a stray hair behind your ear. Douma chuckled, leaning in close to whisper in your ear. "You will be mine..."

His breath tickled the sensitive skin on your neck as his hands ran down your sides, his lips daring to press into your shoulders. You couldn't move an inch. His alluring movements  made your knees pull together and cursed you like a spell. Never once have you ever had a relationship or was ever touched by a man. It was exciting you and you felt guilty of how fast your heart was beginning to race.

The next thing you knew, you were thrown inside a room with only a small desk and a futon inside. Right next to it was a clean change of clothes. Your lips pressed into a thin line as you remembered what had happened just moments ago.

Once Douma shut the doors of the room you would be staying in, he smirked knowing full well that this was going to be enjoyable. As he walked through the empty and dark halls of his home, he thought of all the things that he had in plan. Though he had decided upon killing you later, he knew he had to soften up a bit to lure you into his touch, to get you to submit yourself completely to him only to disappoint you in the end by killing you mercilessly and devouring you like the demon he was.

First it was a quiet chuckle, then it grew louder as his excitement to torture you excited him even further and further.