Aurora

You knew Silver worried too but had no choice but to protect the others as was expected of him.

“Something wrong, dearie? You’ve been staring for a while. Or do I look irresistible in this outfit? I know I look cute.”

Well, at least you knew he was feeling better to joke around like that.

You hummed, “Wondering if it hurt.”

“When I fell for you?”

Oh, he was definitely feeling better.

You smirked at him, “When Swing took you down.”

Lilia shrugged, waving a hand, “Not at all. I could have taken him down if we were alone.”

“I see~” you sang teasingly, “Then I guess I don’t have to kiss you all better then~”

Your smile got wider when you heard the squeak of a toy being dropped.

Shaking in laughter when you feel him flop on you, “It hurt so much!”

“Did it now?”

“I was confused. He was so mean!”

You nuzzled his nose with yours, “then I guess I have no choice but to kiss you better.”

You kissed him on the cheeks, nose, ears, and his lips.

He practically melted into your lap.

You might have even left him some love bites on his neck as well.

With the way he held you? You don’t think he minded at all.

Too bad you two were later separated for not focusing on the task.

You two can always continue later.

But you were still going to throw a snowball at Ace for squealing on you both to Santa.

This was supposed to come out before the twst tnbc part 2 update but as you can see; time and I are not on speaking terms 😂😆 jkjk

But better late then never right?

I was inspired by this post too. I thought it would be so cute to include it.

I also took a bit of liberty with the timeline by implying this is post book 7. The parallels and story mechanics call for it!! Don’t you see?? 😌😌💞💞💚💚

"i can explain-" you yelped as she tossed you onto the bed, watching you bounce on the silk sheets. before you can fully sit up, her hand pushes you down with ease, laying you flat on your back.

"you disobeyed me. again." her eyes narrowed, hovering over you as her hands pressed yours to the bed. she felt you flex your fingers beneath her grip, unable to move beneath her.

evidently, you had interrupted what seemed to be a very important meeting for something she deemed not so important. you had barged in, not bothering to knock, not keeping track of her schedule.

you could admit that was your fault, but you didn't think she would be so angry.

"i'm sorry, my lord." you mumble, shifting around beneath her. "forgive me, please."

"i'm afraid your half-hearted apologies won't cut it." she answers you, letting go of your hands in favor of flipping you over onto your front.

she sits on the edge of the bed, dragging you across her lap. your dress is shoved over your hips, panties pulled down as her hand rests over your skin. "my lord-" you protest, and her hand quickly comes down.

before you can move, her free hand presses into your back, keeping you rooted onto her lap. "you should keep count. otherwise, we'll be starting all over again." she advises, feeling you squirm against her.

her hand comes down on your ass repeatedly, listening to your pathetic excuses in between numbers, skin warm to the touch. you wonder briefly if she's infused her own hands with pyro from how hot with shame you feel.

she finally lets up after what seems like an eternity, pulling you up to kneel on the bed, holding your jaw firmly. "next time, should you feel inclined to interrupt my schedule, use your better judgement to determine if that would be necessary. and at the very least, knock."

you nod rapidly, eyes teary. though, she doesn't let you look so downtrodden for long, bringing you in to press a chaste kiss to the top of your head. "though, you did take your punishment well." she muses, voice rumbling against your head.

you nuzzle against her, pressed up against her thigh in the most delicious way. she can feel you grinding against her gingerly, getting the tiniest bit of friction that you can from the fabric. she pulls your head to rest on her shoulder, hands finding your hips as she controls your pace.

lifting you seems to be no difficult task to her. she doesn't even hold you hard enough to bruise. she drags you along her thigh, leaving wet spots she can feel beneath her pants on her own skin.

even when you try to control the pace, wanting to grind your clit more firmly onto her thigh, you find it impossible to break loose from her. she makes sure to take her time, keeping you on the edge, not allowing you anything more than what she provides you.

OCTOBER 1ˢᵀ, 11:00 PM

𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃: 4 𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴

It was just supposed to be a night out, Halloween month. All that fun stuff! You and a few friends who were not only coworkers but also hung out with, decided to go explore some abandoned areas near your hometown. Your feet crunched against the leaves as the cold air nipped at the flesh uncovered. Teeth clattering from you and Mao.

Right! Let's introduce you to Mao, Seiho, and Ryoko. Ryoko and Seiho were the office couple. He was holding her to keep her warm as you and Mao were practically snowmen without snow. Your gaze snapped around at the sound of rustling in the bushes the further you went into the forest.

"Did you guys hear that!?" Mao whispered screamed. Her eyes widened as she looked around. Head whirling around like a tornado. "Heard what, Mao?" Seiho pulled on a smug smile. "Don't be a scaredy cat! It's probably an animal.." Ryoko teased while his girlfriend laughed. Yet you heard it. The quiet breathing, the crunching of the leaves, and the snapping of twigs. Mao saw your eyes, she knew. She knows you know. One step forward and you freeze. "Someone hand me the flashlight please!" Your hand reached out, and another's hand handed you the flashlight. One button press, you aimed it down at your shoe.

Your hand began trembling as you stared at your now-stained shoe. Friends walking slightly ahead, stopped to glance back. "What's the big deal, YN? Why did you stop?" They walked back towards you and a scream was let out. The White Converse you were wearing were now soaked in a red liquid, standing on top of a disregarded deer's dead body. "Oh my god oh my god-" You were quickly yanked by by Ryoko.

"It's just a dead deer, probably was hunted by a bear sometime recently.. don't worry ladies, I won't let anything happen to you guys." He threw on a smile yet Mao looked like she was about to throw up. Seiho placed her hand on your back and rubbed in an attempt to calm you. "I-Im fine. I'm fine." You shrugged her hand off and she sighed before going to hold Mao's hair up just in case she does in fact vomit. A certain chill surrounded you four and you felt a shiver up your spine, well until you were distracted by hearing Mao retch into a bush.

It was just a split second in your eyes, a singular blink. Then Mao and Seiho were gone. "Ryoko where did they-" you turn back to face him, the deer corpse was gone, replaced by a disfigured lump. You walked closer. Ryoko's head, the neck partially cut in half, his eyes dead and staring blankly at you, the flesh torn and dangling over the pile of his limbs. Your eyes widened and you covered your mouth before you screamed in panic. Slowly walking back. You glanced around trying to find the trail you and your friends walked on, yet the leaves had shifted with the wind, the dark sky blinding you to your surroundings. Click. Click. The flashlight wouldn't turn on anymore.

Suddenly a sharp pain registers on the back of your head, the space around you blurring. Knees buckling, causing you to fall forward. Face planting into a warm liquid. Too warm for this cold night. The last thing you saw before your eyes went dark completely was a white yakuta underneath a purple skirt and flowing black fabric from upward. A cold hand wrapped around your waist before tugging you upward. "Lord Sukuna will have such a feast, no?" Who are they talking to? Your body limp on their shoulder as the world faded out.

Step after step your limp body shook on their shoulder. Blood dripped from your nose onto the crunchy autumn leaves as you fought to keep your vision from fully blacking out. How did a silly stupid outing with friends turn into your possible kidnapping and death sentence? You should've stayed home, you didn't even want to come. But Mao begged, saying she didn't want to be a third wheel. Your gaze flickered to your dripping nose as you were like a sack of potatoes on this stranger's shoulder.

You felt some feeling come back to your hands in which you use, squeezing at their neck to do damage, or get a reaction at least. Yet nothing. Like they didn't even feel it. Is this person even human? Probably not. Who says Lord anymore? Those titles are hundreds of years old. So just what is happening to you? Maybe it's an elaborate prank that your friends caused. Maybe Ryoko's disfigured gory body was fake. Maybe you were lying to yourself to try and make the situation more normal than it is. It just doesn't make sense, how was Ryoko dead in a span of seconds? It must be an elaborate prank. Its the only explanation!

Then you truly did pass out, all the blood rushing to your head from your neck got to you. You must've been passed out for hours as before you knew it, you woke up in a cell, Mao was cuddled up to Seiho as you blinked. Where the hell are you guys? The ground was cold, no blankets, nothing. You stared at them, blinking. "What the hell happened last night?" You stuttered out and they glanced at you finally. "We don't know.." Seiho mumbled. The stone was rough against your hands. The pebbles that weren't attached to the ground left indents on your palm that hurt.

"We p-passed out and woke up here.." Mao almost whimpered out. Terrified. You crawled over to them for warmth. Sitting beside Mao so she was in the middle of this cuddling crew. "This wasn't a prank you guys were pulling?" You whispered, like you were praying they would just say it was to make you feel better, even if it wasn't the truth. "N-No! Of course n-not!" It spilled out of Mao's mouth. "Where's Ryoko?.." Seiho glanced around in panic. "He must've escaped and is getting help!.." She whispered excitedly, the lump formed in your throat.

"Y-Yeah.. yeah he must." How could you tell her the truth and ruin the hope that might keep you three alive? She's always been the bravest one in the group except her boyfriend. If she knew her boyfriend was probably dead, it would kill any chance you guys have at getting out of this damn dungeon. Your hand curled into Mao's trembling palm as if to ground yourself. Her gaze flickered to you, those eyes like she could see through you. She knows. She always does. She knows you. You couldn't let her tell Seiho, shaking your head subtly.

Even if you wanted to tell Seiho, how could you explain that you saw the remains of her boyfriend's bashed body and his head lying upon the body like a landmark? At that point, it's just better to keep her in the dark, right? You could tell her when the three of you escape. Or maybe it'll follow you till your grave. You guys shouldn't have went to that stupid forest in the first place.

𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃: 3 𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴 - 1 𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴𝙳

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