Asche

On Christmas morning, you woke up on the couch. You were confused, you looked around realizing Darius wasn’t with you. You both had fallen asleep on the couch on the night of Christmas Eve but now he’s not here.

You walked around the house, calling out his name to see if you could find him. “In here my love!” You heard him call out from the bedroom. You went upstairs and opened the door and gasped at the sight. Darius was naked, all wrapped up in beautiful Christmas wrapping and a large bow covering his erection. “What do we have here my love? What’s this?” You said with a small drip of satisfaction in your tone. “Merry Christmas my song. I am your present for this Christmas morning.” He said cockily, even moving a little just to reveal more of himself for your eyes to see. He smirked knowing that the position he was in now was irresistible. “All for me? Aren’t I lucky” you said sarcastically. You stepped closer to him and rolled him onto his back, admiring the position he put himself in. “What do you want to start with, my song?” Darius said, knowing well what you wanted to do. “How about unwrapping you first?” You said jokingly. As he nodded eagerly, you started to unwrap the gift wrapping. When you finished unwrapping him, you saw his cock. His cock was standing tall, pulsing in anticipation.

“Please love… don’t tease me” Darius said eagerly. “I thought that you were my Christmas present? I play with my presents.” You teased. You rubbed his shoulders and slowly inched your hands to his abdomen. You circled the area around his cock but not full giving him what he wants. Darius thrusted his hips up trying to get something, anything from you. You chuckled before rubbing the slit of his tip causing him to whimper. You began to gently stroke him before tightening your grip on his tip causing some precum to drip out.

As you undressed, Darius eagerly helped you. You got on his lap and lined up his cock with your pussy. As you inched down on him, Darius bit his bottom lip trying to hold back his sounds. You lightly slapped his cheek. “None of that D. Let me listen to the music you can cause.” You began to ride him, an urgent pace. The wet sounds of skin slapping against one another loud and very noticeable. Darius kept his hands on your thighs, whimpering and moaning as freely as ever. “F-fuck you’re too tight… loosen up” He said weakly. “Who told you to demand anything from me?” You said harshly causing him to quickly shut his mouth. You felt his cock twitch before he came, as did you. Darius was breathing heavily trying to come back from cumming when you whispered in his ear “you didn’t think we were done did you?”

It was a lousy Monday morning. Despite the dreadful start to the morning, you were ecstatic. Not because you had to go to school, but because there was HOCO, homecoming, on Thursday.

Darius had asked you to the Homecoming last week in the sweetest way. He had a poster and during lunch he held up the poster to you. Everyone in the cafeteria clapped when you happily said yes.

You only told your mother (or father whichever parent you trust most).You and Darius even went out shopping for matching HOCO outfits. Currently, you were in homeroom looking up gold jewelry that you and Darius could match with. When lunch came around, you got your lunch and quickly looked for Darius. When you saw him, you happily ran over and sat next to him. When you held his hand, he gasped softly out of embarrassment. He blushed softly, so scared of showing PDA.

You softly laughed seeing how shy he was despite him being the one to ask you to HOCO. After school, you and him walked outside together. You were telling him complaining about how one of your teachers wouldn’t stop giving 6 pages of homework. As you talked, Darius silently listened. He didn’t ignore you, he acknowledged that you were upset and silently comforted you.

When your mom’s (or dad’s)car pulled up, you cheerfully said bye to Darius, gently kissing his cheek causing him to blush so heavily you thought he’d pass out. You got into your mother’s car and it drove off, excited for the next day of planning.

One Christmas Eve, you were finishing up some decorations right before the big day. Darius, otherwise famously known as the Music Meister, walked in holding two cups filled with sweet hot chocolate. The hot chocolate had some marshmallows and mini candy candies on the side. “My love! Before Christmas day, I made my hot chocolate that will surely blow you away!” He sang cheerfully.

You smiled softly, putting down the star in your hands. You gently took one of the cups from him before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. A soft, light pink hue appeared on his cheeks, his charming smile shining as bright as ever. “Well aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes… My beautiful half, always here by my side.” He said softly yet so lovingly. You rolled your eyes with a knowing smirk. “Always the charmer, aren't you my love?” you said playfully. “Always will be for you my song.” He said, being as cheeky as always. Both of you laughed before both of you went to sit on the couch.

It was a frustrating afternoon. You silently sat on the couch waiting for Darius to get home. Ever since the both of you started dating, you thought he’d stick to his promise of being less villainess and stop spending all his time being a villain.

Unfortunately, he never truly honored that promise. Today was your anniversary. Where was he? Trying to control the world with his vocals, like always. You texted him that you both needed to talk, yet he hadn’t even seen it. He hadn’t called all day. At all! The audacity. He hadn’t even texted! He left at 5 in the morning and left a stupid sticky note saying “Be back, my song! Don’t wait up”.

There was a knock at the door. When you got up and opened the door you saw Batman holding Darius by the back of his collar. The Bat didn’t have to say anything before you stepped aside causing him to toss Darius inside. As you nodded as a thank you, you closed the door and gave Darius the look of death. “My love! I can explain!” Darius quickly said, trying to cool the situation. You held a hand up, stopping him from saying anything else. “Do you know what day it is today?” You said trying to repress your anger. “Uh… Tuesday?” He said confused

Your eye twitched. “What happened today 3 years ago Darius.” You said harshly. Darius looks increasingly worried as he realized you used his first name instead of one of the pet names. After a few minutes his eyes widen in realization. “Oh shit… It’s our anniversary already?” He said nervously. You nodded, annoyed. “And you’re still going around playing conductor to the world. Couldn’t even remember our anniversary, it’s pathetic! It’s- it’s tiring to have to remind you every anniversary that it IS our anniversary!” You said, your voice rising.

Instead of taking accountability, Darius got mad that you were pushing away his efforts of taking over the world. You both began to argue,both of you throwing shot after shot at each other. After 10 minutes of arguing, Darius finally said the words that ended the argument. “If I hadn’t met you, I would be as powerful as ever! I would’ve already conquered the world under my song! You’re dead weight! Dead weight that’s always holding me DOWN!” When he said those words, it was like everything stopped. You swallowed back tears. You sighed. “I think it’s best if I stay with my friends for a while.” You went upstairs to pack a few things. Darius didn’t have the heart to stop you, knowing very well that this was his fault.

As you left, he silently sat on the couch. The silence filled the room, he hated it. It was like as if the oxygen in the air turned toxic. So toxic and so suffocating. He couldn’t stand it, but he knew that he couldn’t do anything. He knew that he needed to respect your space. Now he doesn’t know what will happen going forward with your relationship. Now he needs to ponder and stress, because he feels alone now. He knows that if he doesn’t apologize, he’ll be alone forever.

• Sings in the shower (I mean he hypnotizes people with his voice why wouldn’t he)

• Big on fashion

• Loves musicals and opera

• Hates Horror movies - as seen in Spooky Night

• Doesn’t have a preference in partner, just wants someone who can sing

• Takes GOOD care of his hair

• Loves rhyming

• dislikes alpha male podcasts

• Loves the band KIZZ (KISS)

• Would be good friends with Plastic Man if he wasn’t a villain

• Loves teeth gems

• once broke his vocal cords when he sang to high

You just finished up making the popcorn. Darius, otherwise famously known as the Music Meister, was looking for a movie on Paramount plus. As you brought the big bowl of popcorn and set it on the table, you sat down on the couch. Darius sat next to you. For some marvelous reason, he was wearing your feather silk satin robe. He looked stunning of course but it was still your robe. Soon he picked the movie The Conjuring from 2013. “Don’t burst my ear drums if a jumpscare pops up” He said jokingly. “Oh shut up” You said, jokingly smacking his shoulder. Darius chuckled as he began to play the movie.

As the movie played, Darius was the one to scream and squirm. “Thought you said that I shouldn’t be the one to scream.” You joked as you comforted him. “HUSH! This is scary!” He yelled back. You paused the movie and let him rest against your chest.

You gently rubbed his back as he huffed, jokingly frustrated that you were the one comforting him not the other way around. You used a small remote to lightly dim the lights in the room and got comfortable as you and him slowly drifted off to sleep.