RedRacoon

Silver 🌌

Lilia 🦇

Malleus 🐲

SFW

♡ 1) how did you two first meet? what got him so captivated in you?

lilia had already introduced himself to you during the first week of school, furthermore, he even made some glances at you during the ceremony. of course, he wasn’t there to witness the whole fiasco that occurred moments prior to his arrival, but he didn’t know what is was, but in the endless rows of people with their dark hoods on which made everyone look the same — you somehow managed to stand out to him. but of course, lilia didn’t think much of why you stood out to him in the first place and merely carried on with his duties as vice housewarden.

on top of this, lilia in general, although he went out of his way to meet you in person by teleporting to your table, didn’t necessarily see any sort of future with you — as friends or as mere acquaintances. he was merely trying to be nice. he heard the rumors of a magicless student and what do you know, the rumors were indeed true. i guess anything can happen at night raven college. so after lilia sensed the lack of magic on you, he was contempt with having confirmed the rumors for himself and thus, he want back to eating at his table.

so, what started as mere coincidence blossomed into much more. look, during the whole spell drive scandal where savanaclaw was sabotaging other teams, lilia wasn’t an idiot. he knew there was something happening behind the scenes and thus he told two close retainers of his; sebek and silver, to stay on guard.

lilia thought it was rather strange that no one from his dorm was getting hurt, if the culprit was someone from his dorm, he would’ve figured that out by now. after all, as vice housewarden, it’s only natural that he keeps a close monitoring of his dorm students and their activities. what he also thought was even more strange was that the beasts den dorm; aka savanaclaw, wasn’t suffering from any injured players as well. thus, lilia had some suspicions raised when he came to that realization.

turns out, you, the oh so lovely prefect of this school, were also suspicious of savanaclaw as well. thus, when you alongside your campions from heartslabyul reached out to diasomnia to extend an olive branch of sorts, lilia happily accepted. from there on, you and him worked closely together, comparing clues and even coming up with a plan in order to take down the fearsome savanaclaw.

lilia originally didn’t have any plans to partner up with you, so again, it was a mere coincidence that you two did. however, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t grateful for said coincidence. perhaps it would be too cheesy of him if he were to say that it was also the start of a lovely friendship between the two of you.

as a young and fresh schoolboy himself, lilia of course had to savor each new friendship he made! meeting new people often leads to new experiences, and what would lilia be if not a person who loves new experiences? so needless to say, after that partnership between the two of you, lilia got way more comfortable with you. perhaps his love language wasn’t physical touch or words of affirmation but rather, hanging upside down and scaring the living daylights out of you.

however, beneath all the playfulness that he extended towards you, he truly did admire you. perhaps it was because of your situation. you were magicless and looked down upon by literally everyone in this school because of the fact. and even though you were unwillingly assigned to investigate into the spell drive situation, he did admire that you weren’t willing to back down in the face of savanaclaw. you know, the dorm who wouldn’t hesitate to eat a small fry like you as a light snack. perhaps it was also the way you were able to walk into a room and unite everyone as well.

you were brave. in a school full of cowards who think they’re better than everyone else simply because of the fact that they can use magic, you, the non-magic capable student, showed more courage than anyone else. and the year wasn’t even close to being halfway over yet you had already left your footprint onto these campus grounds.

plus you getting hit by that disc by your own teammate was also pretty funny too.

however, you could leave an endless amount of impressions onto this school and it wouldn’t change the one simple fact about you; that you were someone who could be easily taken advantage of. you’re still a magicless student, someone could use a spell on you that could freeze you in your tracks or hang you upside down and you would be defenseless — furthermore, you wouldn’t even be able to do anything in retaliation.

even if you’re someone who does try using their fists, one wind spell is enough to have you blown back enough to create enough distance to the point where your bully’s could run away.

no matter what you do, you’re still treated like small fry. and perhaps that really is what you are, and there’s nothing you could do to change that. they can use magic and you can’t. how sad. however, if there’s one thing lilia despised more than anything, it was cowards.

don’t get lilia wrong, he doesn’t usually step in and help in with these kinds of things. even when raising his own child, he remained a firm believer in the fact that the only person who can help you in situations is you and no one else. however, what made this uniquely different was the fact that lilia did admire your bravery. despite all the harassment you’ve faced, you still greet others with a smile as if nothing has ever happened. perhaps you could think of it as a way to repay you back for showing him that maybe NRC isn’t completely full of cowards.

so, lilia decided “why not?” and decided to step in when he saw how two students in particular snickered to themselves before pulling their magic pens out of their pockets just as you happened to walk by. seems like they were bringing trouble. lilia was hoping he could silently take them down but when they ran their loud mouths by letting out yelps, you couldn’t help but turn around and see lilia clinging to the ceiling with two magic pens confiscated.

the sight was utterly random and you couldn’t help but just gawk in complete confusion as to what you were witnessing, it’s only when lilia felt your eyes on him did he sigh before using his strength to toss both magical pens an extremely far distance down the hallway, resulting in both harassers to scurry away in an effort to get them back as well as fear that the toss may have damaged the two artifacts.

in one swift movement, lilia fell down from the ceiling, landing on both feet before dusting himself on and with a teasing glint in his eyes, he took your hand in his and ran off with a very much bewildered you.

from that point on, when lilia had explained why he did what he did. you also grew an admiration as well. he didn’t have to step in, you’re sure that him and plenty other students have seen you get harassed on the near daily. yet a soft pink dusted your cheeks and your chest felt heavy at the small act that lilia did for you.

you’re way more charming than he thought you were — the thought comes alone in his mind. i mean, look at you. maybe it was the sunset that painted the courtyard that caused that blush but it certainly was such a cute look on you.

it was only from that point on did the friendship between you and him grow deeper, and soon, you and him hanged around each other more closely. walking to class with each other, hanging out during lunch and even after school with each other. lilia felt different from the other friends you had made, perhaps it was because of his maturity which shocked you as it contrasted much with his boyish appearance or the fact that he could balance such a mischievous and youthful personality alongside randomly discussing deep topics with you and handing you out free life advice.

the diasomnia vice housewarden felt like someone you could trust. no matter what problems you may have, or if you were struggling with any classes, lilia was always there for you to lift your spirits. whether it was by consoling you as you spoke about whatever it is that bothered you or by taking your hand and getting into trouble.

the laughs you two shared, the philosophical conversation you two made, the playful banter. it was so fun. lilia enjoyed your presence so much to the point where he would actively light up more whenever he saw you. so, so, so fun..

so why did he have this heavy feeling in his chest? depending on what point you’re at in the school year or depending on how close you are with lilia, you may be aware or unaware that lilia is way older than he looks. on top of this, he also has way more darker experiences than most would ever experience in their life time. specifically, his fallen comrades.

you know, there’s this one person you remind him of. when lilia was assigned to his role as general, the very first batch of fae he ever trained had one person who was.. how should he put this.. lacking.

they were frail, they tripped over either in their words or in their actions and always seemed to to be made fun of by the other soldiers. of course, lilia always kept to himself during this time in his life, he didn’t care about gossip or anything of the sort. talking poorly about others? you know, there’s way better ways to spend your time, such as training.

yet as he was returning back to his tent to retire for the night, his heightened sense of hearing couldn’t help but pick up a familiar group of voices. he recognized them by the annoying and haughty laughs that they shared amongst another, usually when they were in their shit-talking sessions. perhaps lilia was already ticked off but he seriously wasn’t having it, but just before he was about to scold the men and scare them off into their tents. he caught sight of them.

that same frail soldier that was the topic of discussion, back pressed against a tree with their head hanged low as they clutched their fists in annoyance. and if lilia looked closer, he could see tears welling up in their eyes as well. yet that wasn’t even the most important part, as lilia had seen this look in their eyes. anger, annoyance, sadness, frustration, and determination.

and for some reason, that look alone that the soldier had stuck in his mind.

from there on, he noticed the training the soldier put during sessions and outside of sessions. the same soldier who looked at the world in this squeamish way now had motivation to prove that they’re not just a weak and small soldier who only got accepted into the army out of pity. they had something to prove, they were going to make a name for themself.

and although the two never interacted much besides lilia giving occasional chores and commands, the general found himself admiring that soldier from afar.

the soldier who pledged to prove to others that they were strong even if it would kill them. the soldier who worked endlessly even if it gave them injury. the soldier who would still try to work with their injury even if their wounds worsened.

the soldier who, during recovery, was completely useless during an ambush attack. they didn’t know why. they trained so much and pushed their limits to their breaking point yet it all crumbled on them. they were born into this world useless and even as the sharp edge of that silver sword was pointed at them, they knew they would die just as useless as well.

life is so funny, you were perhaps expecting the soldier to make a comeback. prove everyone wrong and become one of lilia’s best troops that he’s ever had the pleasure of teaching. yet life can also be just as cruel as it is funny.

the death of that soldier taught lilia a lot that day. how the obsession to prove yourself can become so fatal. yet even so, lilia wouldn’t ever admit it, yet even if their death was seen as a lesson on to never push yourself too hard, lilia saw that soldier as admirable.

how despite them being weak and frail at first, they made the effort to improve themselves. even if it came at the cost of their own life. the point of why lilia is now all of a sudden deciding to reminisce on the life and death of that troop is simple.

he sees you in that soldier. he sees that soldier in you. perhaps you two would’ve been friends had you both gotten the chance to meet. perhaps.

lilia doesn’t necessarily think too hard on some things, perhaps he likes the mystery of living and the unintentional comfort of knowing that he will never understand the mechanics of life. some things are just never meant to be understood and he accepts that. yet the admiration he had for that fallen comrade is the same he has for you. is he saying you’re that soldiers reincarnate? no, not necessarily.

there were a lot of regrets that lilia had that day. maybe he should’ve told off those foul troops of his for talking about them that way, perhaps he should’ve given that troop extra lessons as a way to improve their strength. he saw immense potential in them and chose to keep his distance instead of making use of that potential.

the point that he’s trying to make is, life slips away so easily. he thought that they would be there to stay, and would live to see that their dreams of fulfillment come true yet that life of theirs was easily claimed amongst the other fallen troops as well. people you think are here to stay could be gone the next day. people you may think will be with you could be easily taken from you. that was another lesson lilia learnt that day as well.

and so, when lilia reminisces on that life lesson and compares it to you. his heart aches so much. he never would’ve thought he would have such a feeling brewing in his guts yet here he was in his room, nearly trembling from just thinking about it. it would be an obvious lie if lilia were to say he never has any nightmares from his days as a general, and that night, his dreams had took an unpleasant turn just as it’s done many nights before.

seeing the face of that fallen soldier in his dreams. that smile as their eyes filled up with determination that they gave lilia, it’s so similar to yours. it’s a dream so things are bound to get blurry but it’s like he’s dreaming of his fallen comrade and you at the same time. their smile.. your smile.. their life slipping away… your life slipping away..

lilia awoke in the middle of the night with a gasp as his heart was pounding immensely as if it was trying to burst out of his own flesh. it was a familiar feeling he’d get when he awoke from his other unfavorable dreams, yet this time, it felt different. it felt worse.

it was only then that lilia made a realization in the dead of night.

he can’t have you slipping away from him just as they did.

♡ 2) how would he make you his? would he let you remain in NRC or forcibly take you to another location where it’s only the two of you? could you prevent your inevitable doom?

the moment lilia made that realization, it was only natural that the next course of action he would need to take is, well.. securing you. however…

lilia is a cute and smart schoolboy! of course he’s going to finish his education, after all, he came to NRC with his 500 year old letter of acceptance before you came into his life. so luckily for you, you will not be getting kidnapped.. for now.

now, there’s a lot of people who may argue that lilia would immediately drop out of school and whisk you away to his familiar cabin in the forest back in briar valley, and am i saying that these people are wrong for thinking that? no, but i just don’t think lilia would drop his education for you unless he absolutely needs to. after all, lilia came to night raven college for new and fun experiences despite learning all there is to about being a mage and casting spells. so of course he wants to complete one of the most youthful experiences one could ever have and live out a fun school life.

however, he would be lying if he said he didn’t want to see you having a more.. permanent stay at his cabin. think of how fun it would be! you, him, getting to do cutesy and fun activities together. he could even use his free time to show you all the new recipes he’s been wanting to try out. yet for now, he plans to hold off on those ideas.

but don’t get him wrong, just because he’s not dropping everything just to swoop you into his arms doesn’t mean it doesn’t lurk in the back of his mind at nearly every moment. he can’t wait to graduate, after all, once he does, it’s practically free game from there on. he’s done with school now, it’s only natural he moves onto the next big thing in his life, which is a future with you! you can probably even expect to be taken to his cabin within mere hours of his graduation as well depending on how antsy the whole thing has made him. yet lilia is nothing if not patient, lucky you.

so for now, you’ll continue going to classes, unbeknownst to you that a certain fae is planning out the rest of your life the moment he gets his hands onto you after graduation.

now, obviously, if he’s allowing you the mercy of still attending NRC in which you can talk and connect with others freely as well as you know, having the freedom to do mostly whatever you please, it does present a sort of pickle as well. how can he even secure you?

well, lilia has his own ideas in mind.

ever since that realization he made, there’s been this certain feeling welling up inside at him that gnaws at his very being. it makes him feel more restless than usual, more alert and he can just feel his hands twitch as well — he’s just daring for something to happen. he must have you for himself, he needs to have you for himself.

so needless to say, it wasn’t before long until lilia was using his own methods to attach you to his hip. when it comes to enforcing his plans, despite the fact that he would call himself patient, he’s pretty quick to do so compared to some other yanderes who may want to take the slow game and gradually but surely build you up to the idea of even living with them.

now, at school, there is one important factor that he knows you care about. you have an image to maintain. because of this, you wouldn’t do anything brash or something that made you seem like you’re crazy because he knows that you’ll receive weird stares. if you two were actually alone in the cabins, well, only the thorns in the woods would know what you may possibly try to attempt when no one’s looking.

another nice factor that works in his favor is that your friends aren’t all that emotionally intelligent. as in, their first reaction to you even telling them that you’re not feeling good about something would be to downplay your issues and make it seem like it’s not that big of a deal. after all, whether they like to admit it or not, they still have an internalized superiority complex over the fact that they can use magic and that they were chosen to attend this prestigious academy for their talent over someone who well.. how could they put it without being mean?

anyhow! lilia has a lot to work with, lucky him! now, moving onto how he would actually secure you as his darling..

one of lilia’s top principals in life has always been freedom. freedom to choose what decisions you make in life and freedom to live the consequences of those decisions. however, when it came to you, perhaps freedom could look a tad bit more different. you’re free to do what you want, as long as it’s something he approves of.

you have plans with your friends to go to the movies? aggh! but he was just wanting to invite you to hangout and listen to him practice the new song him and his bandmates are planning to perform for their opening night next week. in fact, you know that your support means a lot to him, it’s how he’s able to do so well when multitasking playing bass while jumping and screaming his heart out. and well, you wouldn’t want him to do bad, would you? see, he’s not necessarily forcing you to pick him over your friends but more rather.. heavily implying something bad will happen if you don’t. i mean, you still have the choice to make the “wrong” decision!

listening to his charming performance as he even pretended to cry a bit saying how hurt he was, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes in a playful manner. okay, fine, he can have this one. you’ll explain to your friends you can’t make it and refund your ticket. and with a cheer, lilia took your hand in his and dragged you along to his club room.

it’s so fortunate for him that you’re behind him or else you may have been able to catch how his eyes bore a more darker glint in them as his mouth twitched into this smile he makes whenever he’s just oh so terribly cocky about something.

now, you don’t mind hanging out with lilia. he’s one of your closest friends. however, you were a bit more irked when how whenever you had plans with other people, he was always there trying to get you to focus your attention onto him and even cancel any other hangouts that didn’t involve him.

so much so to the point when you were hanging out one-on-one with him at the diasomnia lounge, you expressed your woes to him. how much you wish he didn’t try to scare off your friends or how much you wish he didn’t nag you into hanging out with you.

but, could anyone blame you? you had other friends, you didn’t know why lilia tried to ignore that. yet, as you expressed your desire for a boundary to be set up between the two of you, lilia just listened.. well, not listening as in nodding his head and showing he was actively taking in the words coming out from your mouth but rather.. as you expressed your sorrows, he just stared with this placid smile on his face. you had no clue what he was thinking behind that smile, is he zoning out or what..?

and when you were done, he momentarily closed his eyes, seemingly in thought before letting out a giggle. “i don’t know why you insist on running away from me.”

you don’t know why but those words stuck to you. they repeated themselves over and over in your mind. running away from him..? what is he talking about. you don’t know what’s worse, the fact that he was saying weird and vague words or rather that his smile just remained on his face at all times, as if to signal that he wasn’t taking what you’re saying all that seriously.

looking at how your face morphed into one of confusion and even a bit of defensiveness, the fae in front of you let out a small sigh before finally saying, “fine. i won’t be as clingy, you can hangout with your friends but.. i just don’t trust them.”

“what do you mean you ‘don’t trust them’?”

he never answered that question.

how mean of you for brushing off such a cute boy like him. you know, if there was a moment that signaled the start of all the mistakes you’ve made that caused you to end up in the situation you’re now in, this would be the first mistake ever.

the gears were already in motion, it was only a matter of time. you could only play hard to get for so long.

fae love pranks. not only do they love pranks, but they also like magic as well. so, what’s a better thing in life than using magic to assist with pranks? not much, really. yet, is it really a prank if the other party is unable to realize that? maybe, maybe not. maybe past a certain point, it stops being a joke and almost, well, becomes reality.

illusions, what a unique thing. people swear they see things all the time, yet what part of it is really true versus false? perhaps that’s a mystery the human brain would never know the answer to. in a world full of magic, one of the most common pranks the children would play on each other would be illusionary spells. yet these were things only done lightly and practically harmless and usually done to laugh at the other person for thinking their reflection in the mirror is truly that of a person with a mustache growing on the side of their face.

you know, harmless things. however, fae, are naturally better at catching onto these types of pranks than other species since they’re much more sensitive to traces of magic. it surrounds them and if fae were to really focus, they could pick apart the different spells that were recently casted into an area. flight, freeze, light, etc. as a result, it’s very hard to play a prank on a fae if you’re going to use magic since they can easily pick up if an odd spell was casted.

doesn’t mean fae’s can’t prank humans. small little creatures they are compared to the scary and almighty species of night. humans, and well, other species as well, regardless of their magical status, have a much harder time picking up on magical spells and their specifics.

and well, lilia almost pitied you when he realized how oblivious you would be to picking up on spells. a magicless tiny thing like you.

how funny.

recently, you think you’ve been seeing things you wish you haven’t. as you walk in hallways, you swear multiple people are sending you mean glares. so much so, you have your head aimed low just to avoid all the looks. you’re convinced you did something wrong but that’s what makes this even more confusing — a lot of these people are people you’ve never interacted with before, you barely know them. so how come it seems like you’ve just wronged them and their entire bloodline?

and well, your friends on the other hand think you’re crazy as you walk with them. they don’t even see anyone glancing your way, everyone seems to be minding their own business as they chat or walk. this stuns you even more, what do you mean you can’t see it? you swear it’s there. you’re literally seeing it right now! everyone around you seems like they want to rip out your heart for sport.

simply put, you were scared. was there a rumor about you spreading around campus? if so, what’s it about? why is it making people look at you with such resentment? so, so, so many questions. was your reputation in the dumps without no explanation? the thought alone had you thinking up late at night as no one was there to comfort you — alone with your thoughts in the darkness.

and no matter how many times you asked your friends and others if they’ve heard anything about you recently, specifically, anything negative, you were always met with a confused look and told nothing. but there has to be something going on, there has to be! if not, then why.. why..?

you were confused. so terribly confused. yet a better way to describe it was that you felt like your body was betraying you. the scene you saw didn’t feel real, your eyes must be playing tricks. what reason would there for those around you to look at you with such disdain? such disrespect? like hell you knew.

“[name], are you okay?”

…what? don’t you see it? their faces..

“yeah, you seem really off right now. we don’t see anything.”

no, it’s there, it’s all around you!

“maybe get some rest. we’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

the last thing you wanted to be was alone right now. you didn’t even know it was possible but merely walking in a hallway was enough to leave you feeling more vulnerable than you wished.

“my, how frightening everyone looks.” you knew that voice. turning around, none other than lilia had approached you, scanning the people in the hallway himself and shaking his head in disapproval as he gave a light frown, “everyone here could really stand to lighten up. scowling at others does nothing, really.”

lilia could almost laugh at how your eyes brightened up, “you see it too, right? everyone here looks like they want me dead..”

with a nod, lilia also reassured you he indeed saw what you saw, then, without a moment to waste, he extended a hand towards you, “it’s no use staying in such a miserable place for too long.” you couldn’t feel more glad to see him.

how funny. how terribly funny. weren’t you just trying to create distance between the two of you less than a week ago? oh my, yet you’re just clinging onto anyone who will give you some positive attention, huh. how eager you were to even take his hand.

yet it’s no matter, lilia doesn’t mind. you’re confused, that’s all. you doubted lilia and now your friends don’t believe you when you try to express that something isn’t right. they merely told you to get some rest, some great advice that is.

maybe it was the tea that he kept offering you, but, you found yourself getting oddly emotional. not to the point where you were going to break down in tears but much rather, you had this overwhelming feeling of gratefulness towards the man sat next to you.

yes, how could you forget? lilia has always been there for you. and all he wanted in return was just your quality time and you tried choosing those lousy— aah, you’re completely forgetting.

“lilia.. m’so sorry..” my, slurring your words. cmon, you’re not some child learning how to speak, you can do better than that. “you’re right.. i felt horrible and they all left. why would they do that?” he never said anything, but rather, he merely just decided to take another sip out of his cup as he stared. “so.. sorry..” it felt weird. this whole thing felt weird. it was like watching yourself make all the wrong decisions. a part of you wanted to choke yourself out right at this moment, why are you apologizing? why is your brain slipping into such a sorrowful state?

it’s like having your mind held against its will. or, it’s a feeling that you’ve felt before and know all too well. it was like your body was betraying you.

a warmth grazed the side of your face as you leaned into his touch unconsciously. you didn’t want his hand to leave. in a place where it seemed like everyone was out to get you, lilia wasn’t like that. he couldn’t be like that. lilia has been nothing but good to you, isn’t that so? yet if only you knew. if only you knew how he was just the same as everyone else, except far more sicker.

that tea really was good.

and with a smile, “don’t do it again.”

he finally has you.

your first mistake was trying to resist any attempt lilia was making in order to get you to himself. yet funny enough, or perhaps cruelly, your second mistake — far much graver than the other, was to even think that after a while, you could even trust the man in front of you to begin with.

the best way you could’ve even prevented this was to perhaps put your foot down in the first place, refuse lilia’s advances and head on down to the theatres with your friends. yet, how far would that take you? lilia is exceptionally good at hiding what he’s truly thinking behind that cute-boyish facade that he puts up, what might look as a simple “oh.. i understand” could actually just be more plans brewing, one less moral than the other.

or maybe, you could’ve prevented this whole series of unfortunate events by perhaps never even getting closer to lilia than you did.

but the way lilia looks at it, you could’ve prevented this if maybe, you weren’t so difficult.

oh well, there’s no ifs in life. you did what you did, and he certainly did what he did. why bother dwelling on it? cmon, life with him can’t be too bad. he certainly plans to cherish this time he has with you.

♡ 3) what’s life like with him? what makes life like with him different than with other yanderes?

your head felt like it was ringing, the sensation was already enough to wake you up from whatever dreams you were having as your hand found itself placed on your forehead in annoyance as you let out a groan.

still groggy, it took you some time to process where exactly you were. yet it wasn’t before long until your eyes widened in absolute fear. this wasn’t your bed, this wasn’t even your room.

your eyes darted around frantically, scanning the room for any signs of who it could belong to until your eyes landed on a familiar instrument that you’ve seen far too many times. a bass guitar.

“lilia..?” it was only a murmur, really. yet as if he could hear you, or perhaps he really did with his sensitive hearing, you heard the door creak slightly as it was pushed open.

“ah, seems you’re awake.” you didn’t want to see him nor that smile he always had. there was something in your tea and you were sure of that.

judging from the look on your face, lilia wanted to let out a giggle — he could tell you figured it out by now. but really, he didn’t mean anything bad by it. he promises! well, his morality over what he considers to be “bad” may differ from yours.

there was so many questions swirling in your mind as many different emotions brewed all at once. confusion, anger, betrayal, sadness. each second was causing them to get more intense than before as you felt like your head was about to burst from it all. why? why would he do that to you? do you lash out? attack? or desperately try to get answers?

one thing you did know however, was that the person who was leaning into his touch and slurring out apology after another was not you. it couldn’t have been, it didn’t feel like you whatsoever yet every second of that interaction felt burned into your memory as if ingrained into your very being and you despised it.

yet before you could even form a single coherent sentence, lilia had already approached where you sat, placing himself onto the edge of his bed. despite the fact that he wasn’t even touching you, your body tensed up and he could see that, yet it only seemed to amuse him further.

regardless of what you were thinking at the time, regardless of what you were feeling, it was all quick to dissipate when lilia had spoken what he said to you — in which, your eyes widened.

“you’re going to be with me.”

this could mean a numerous amount of things, it could mean romantic partnership or as in you will be accompanying him somewhere. it felt clear yet unclear at the same time what he meant by those words, yet he refused to elaborate.

6 words. 6 words was all it took for you to immediately get on the defensive edge and lash out, yet as if anticipating your reaction, with the flick of his fingers, your movements were frozen. reduced to nothing but a doll. you could still think, feel and see. yet you couldn’t speak whatsoever nor could you move.

with a small tsk he let out, lilia pressed his hands on your shoulder, guiding you back so you were now laying down on his bed again. “you’re way too worked up, perhaps you should get some rest.” the way he spoke, the way his tone was laced in disapproval made you feel like you were in the wrong for trying to fight back against whatever lilia had in mind for you. you wanted to scream and claw at him, you didn’t like this. you didn’t like this at all. if you could move, your chest would be heaving up and down at the sheer panic as your situation finally began to sink into you.

lilia pretended to not notice how a tear managed to escape from your eye and slowly fall down your cheek, he pretended to not notice how that tear didn’t seem like it would be the last one you would shed as well.

regardless of who you are — regardless of if you’re timid or brash, scared or not scared to resist — lilia was going to keep you to himself regardless. you were going to be with him whether you liked it or not.

so, what does that necessarily look like? you’re still allowed to go to class and such, and lilia can’t really control what you do or say in class as much as he wish he could. it would be weird to put a sort of control spell on you since that would require him to always monitor what you’re doing and say what he wants you to say instead. it would be quite the odd sight for lilia to be moving his hands weirdly in class while muttering weird things as well.

so he refrains. not to mention, you two don’t really have that many classes together as well considering how he’s a junior and unless you also enjoy certain interests, some of the electives lilia takes most likely won’t align with you as well.

and so, you think you might be safe. well, you would’ve been safe if it weren’t for that pesky bat always monitoring you at all times. you don’t notice it at first, but once you do, it makes you want to rip your hair out. it serves as well, you could say a camera of sorts. it tracks where you are and reports back to lilia nearly immediately when it notices you’re doing something that he wouldn’t approve of. what a trained little thing it is. no matter where you go, you may occasionally notice a bat perched nearby, its attention focused solely on you.

lilia has already mastered many skills prior to joining night raven college, it’s one of the many reasons why he refused to even attend such a school. what could they possibly teach him there that he doesn’t already know how to do? in fact, something that he’s already not a professional in? exactly, little to none.

animal linguistics just happens to be one of the skills lilia had adopted, after all, during his years as a general and soldier, he’s worked closely with animals and creatures alike in the forest. he relies on them a lot for information on enemy and ally whereabouts.

point is, with the help of his bat campion relaying information to him, lilia is able to pinpoint where you are and what you’re doing with clear accuracy. if nothing alarming is brought to his attention, he’ll merely carry on with his day as usual, walking from class to class and meeting with you as well. however, if something were to catch his eye, then you could expect him to teleport to you nearly instantly once class is over before dragging you off somewhere for.. reprimands. that’s how he lightly puts it.

but it’s really not that big of a deal when you think about it! he swears! i mean, it’s just a small bat, you never really notice it unless you try to. what’s the harm in such a cute critter?

turns out, there’s a lot of harm in having a “small critter” spy on your every move, yet lilia, as he does with most things, moved on.

life with lilia is well. how should you put it? odd. that’s also a word you would use to describe him as well, odd. you see, your life compared to a life you would have with other yanderes looks rather relaxed. lilia allows you to remain at school, he allows you to attend classes and well, he can’t monitor you himself due to the fact he has zero classes with you unless his or yours professors decides to do a hands on mixed grade class in which different grades can collaborate with other grades for the day in which he’s immediately swooping you away before you can get the chance to even resist.

in other ways, he looks like a clingy bat. you only talk to him, everyone else is a no go. if given the opportunity, he can and will be with you physically whether that be in the shape of walking to classes and such. if not, he’ll have his bat there to monitor you. during lunches, you spend that with him doing whatever he wants, usually in the form of heading back to his dorm to lounge in his room.

and lilia just loves hanging out with you! he has all sorts of fun activities in his mind when he sees you, namely, cooking together — doesn’t that just sound sweet? well, maybe it would be if you’re not having to keep lilia from putting raw meat into the protein smoothies he’s made for the both of you.

yet words like “clingy” and “relaxed” are only words he would describe your situation as. in your eyes, it feels like insanity.

there’s a downside to hanging out with him as well. since you spend so much time with this, it’s only inevitable that you witness some not so great sides to him. namely, when he remembers his days as a soldier and the endless wars he’s fought in.

no matter what medication or what spells he uses on himself to alleviate his mind and the pain it causes him, the bloody and disfigured faces of everyone are so ingrained into his mind and it’s something he could never forget. he could recite to you all the names of his fallen comrades. there’s an indescribable amount of guilt he’s felt over the years, as general, it’s only natural that the blame falls onto him when a soldier dies. he couldn’t be able to tell you how many family members have either cried into his arms or lashed out at him upon finding out their child died in battle.

and the noises, don’t even get him started on the noises. the sounds of war are something he wouldn’t wish for his worst enemy to experience. one of the many reasons why lilia loves heavy metal and screamo music is because it’s so loud that it blocks out any vivid recollection of the sounds of bursts and booms into the air.

its safe to say, but it triggers him to take up a more scary side. one of his most notable triggers are loud noises. lilia loves making sparks fly into the air, he does it all the time during his lab days. he doesn’t mind loud noises when he’s seeing other people cause it as well, it’s only when he’s not looking at someone does the noise catch him off guard and well, he needs to be taken to the nursery.

he also gets triggered when he just randomly remembers. he doesn’t like it, but his mind often drifts to those horrid places more than he would like it to happen. sometimes, it even occurs when he’s with you. one moment he’s smiling as he chatters away with you in his room, and the next moment, he’s looking at you like he’s seen a ghost.

it terrifies you, he seems like a completely different person and the looks he gives you doesn’t make it any better. he would never want to do anything to harm you on purpose, he’s told you that before yet with the way he becomes more irritable and overwhelmed as his hands just twitch at you with his chest heaving more rapidly up and down makes you scurry to the darkest corner of his room to hide yourself from him.

it’s not a pretty sight for either of you, and it certainly is a side he wishes you wouldn’t have to see. but it happens, you’ve never seen lilia look more intense than during those moments and it always keeps you on edge with the unpredictability of it all.

yet he always makes sure to apologize in case you’re there to witness it, he knows how much it horrifies you like no other. cmon, don’t look so scared. he promises he wouldn’t hurt you. well, he’ll try to not hurt you. hey now, you’re safe, you’re fine.

you cannot talk to anyone at all, not only because lilia disapproves of it but also, no one really believes you. you’re talking about lilia? you mean the small guy from diasomnia? what could he possibly do? a lot. he does a lot and it drives you crazy.

on top of this, you’re already seen as well.. mentally-not-all-there.. sorry! but that’s just how your classmates see you, especially when the whole “mean stares” thing spread around when you were insisting to your friends on some crazy-shit like “it’s all around us, why can’t you see it?!”

you’ve never felt so alone before in your life, it only makes sense that after a while, you’re reduced to this small shell of yourself that doesn’t really talk to others. you merely take notes and do your work and move onto the next class. well, no one would talk to you regardless of how much you could try.

now, don’t get me wrong, this still is a school. teachers are obligated to care about their students, so there may be some teachers who do try to ask you to stay behind class so they can check up on your well being.. but they merely just recommend you for some counseling or to talk to your friends about what’s bothering you.

yet thats the thing! you can’t talk to anyone else besides that cursed man who’s responsible for all this happening to you. it took you everything then and there to not start sobbing and screaming your lungs out when your professors merely told you that it’s good to find people to confide in, especially close friends since you see them often. you don’t. you barely see them anymore.

you’ve also thought about reporting it to the police, but they actually are even more difficult to confide in as well simply put — they would need you to bring in concrete evidence as well. lilia doesn’t really confide in others all that much as well, regardless of if it’s on the internet or in person so you also have zero people to vouch for you that lilia has premeditated any weird behavior and plans. police can check his hard drive as much as they want but they’ll really not find anything.

and well, lilia would also know immediately if you were to even go as far as to report it to the police as well.

furthermore, no one even has a clue that lilia is even doing this to you. even when he’s giving instructions to his cute little bats, it’s hidden beneath a layer of confusion as he communicates to his bats in the language of fae, a language that falls deaf on the ears of every other species, no matter how talented they are in linguistics.

so what might sound as gibberish could actually be a direct order of, “make sure they don’t even go as far as to glimpse at someone else.” okay, well, maybe he wouldn’t give out an order that severe, but you get the point.

lilia? the boyish and cute boy from diasomnia? yeah right he would do something as cruel as that to you.

and well, speaking of lilia, he’s fully aware of the mental toll it takes on you. he’s also aware of how much you hate seeing him. but does that ever stop him from swooping a scared little thing like you into his arms? absolutely not! even if he can tell you’re seething as you despise his mere presence and how close he gets or how he even touches you, that never stops him.

if anything, in a way, he sort of likes it. he likes how much you hate him, because it means you’re already at your limit and you’re now someone who can easily be crushed, someone who can easily break and that gives him all the advantages to get away with what he’s doing to a meek and vulnerable person like you.

one thing that does make lilia stand out amongst others is that he could actively see his darling in a reduced and sorry state and well, he wouldn’t really mind. if anything, he might even encourage it. you’ve seen how he got with leona, do you really think he’s above not enjoying the sight of others crumbling before him?

and so that’s what it is about lilia. you would think he would be relaxed and play-ish, but he’s not. unless you can try to convince yourself he is, he never was relaxed at all when it came to you. yet you would think that this mischievous man wouldn’t do such a thing, you would think..

but don’t get him wrong, he’s not completely cruel. he does miss how you did look at him with complete joy in your eyes. yet he also realizes that may not ever be a sight he gets to witness again, even if he secretly hopes for things to turn for the better. maybe you’ll get more used to him, especially once he takes you to his cabin. but oh well, he does suppose you looking like a timid little rabbit has its own cute charm to it.

turns out, no one really knows who lilia truly is nor his intentions and frankly, lilia will make sure it remains that way.

♡ 4) does he enforce any rules? if so, how does he keep them enforced? are there any punishments for breaking the rules?

now, as mentioned before, there are already some obvious laid out rules he does have for you. now, although he’s more relaxed about this one, one of the rules that’s already been seen before is no talking to anyone. now, he doesn’t mind you actually speaking to your classmates, what he really means is no talking to anyone about your situation that you find yourself trapped in with him.

perhaps it’s the fact that lilia is never really there to monitor you all that much in person but it certainly does create a false sense of security, especially if you haven’t realized your every move is always being tracked. thus, you may in a desperate attempt try to open up about your situation, about how this cruel man keeps you practically glued to him.

yet before you could even get a proper word out to whoever it is you’re speaking to, a green flash appears in your peripheral vision, turning around, none other than lilia is here with a bright and cheery smile, saying how he hates to butt in but he desperately needs you for something as he grabs your wrist, promptly ending the conversation you were about to get into.

you already looked nervous before, yet your face quickly morphed into fear. how was he able to find you?! and as if he could read your mind, he immediately tells you to not turn your head around to look back at the person you left.

no one would be able to tell that you’re heading to what you would call your eventual demise with the way that lilia still had that playful look on his face while you merely looked like you’ve seen death nearly graze you. to anyone who sees you, this merely looks like a friend dragging their other friend to go get into some trouble, you know, playful stuff. yet the harsh squeeze he had on your wrist communicated otherwise. but it’s not as if anyone would know that.

lilia doesn’t really have to worry about you trying to talk to others as a way to find help, since you’ve already done that plenty in the past and learnt your lesson. furthermore, even if the immediate threat of lilia isn’t enough to scare you away from seeking help, you’ll come to face another roadblock; that again, no one really believes you, if anything, they think you’re crazy.

night raven college is full of people who think they’re better than everyone else, they look down on people like lilia simply because he’s small and also because he doesn’t have a very intimidating look about him; not to mention, he’s always cheery as well while he sneakily plays pranks on his friends.

yet lilia is also extremely mysterious, no one really knows much about his past. maybe those in diasomnia may have a better understanding, but no one ever will truly know his full story. because of lilia being the well known mystery boy around campus, it’s led people to make up assumptions about him to fill in the gaps, most of them being wrong such as “lilia would never do something like that! he’s way too cheerful.” or his personal favorite, “lilia couldn’t possibly have the strength nor magical talent to pull that off.”

as a result, trying to run off and say something he wouldn’t approve of is more likely to turn on you rather than him if anything. because not only have you just successfully managed to creep out another student, but lilia is also on his way to drag you back to diasomnia. if talking about it doesn’t immediately backfire on you, lilia will find a way to make sure it does.

some other rules would be no trying to escape from him or evade the bat that’s always following you, no trying to harm yourself or others or even him, definitely don’t destroy any objects and more. he’s personally fine with threats because those are mere words, he doesn’t actually view you as capable enough to actually cause any harm, and even if you try to, he can just stop you!

he doesn’t even say this to be weird but the dynamic between you and him is very much the dynamic between an owner and their pet where the owner is still teaching the pet what they can and cannot do. if the pet ever tries running off and doing something they shouldn’t, the owner is always there to stop them.

similarly, lilia never misses with his timing, perhaps he really would make a really good pet owner since he’s always there to keep you from doing anything that’s usually not allowed, but perhaps not.. he might get too careless with a pet and he’s really only ever this focused when it comes to more important matters, like you!

anyways, other than rules, he’s genuinely pretty relaxed. he doesn’t establish these rules as a way to scare you, but if the threat or fear of breaking any of the rules keeps you compliant, then he’s not complaining.

with lilia, there are little to no signals that communicate that you’ve crossed the line and he’s displeased with you since well, you’ve seen what happens before, he has a cheery face on him at mostly all the time. you could say or do something that is intolerable and he would merely keep on smiling at you as if what you did was funny to him. completely unaware that he’s literally planning for the best opportunity to drag you away and back to his room.

sometimes, you didn’t even know that what you did was wrong until you have a lilia furiously yanking on you and dragging you off until you’re in a blind spot in which no one will see how lilia teleports you and him back into his room.

the only ways you can tell you’ve crossed the line is well, if lilia is squeezing onto you tightly to the point where you feel as if your circulation might cut off as a means to keep you from escaping him or when he suddenly appears out of no where saying that he needs you for something.

there is no pleading with him or apologizing and swearing you won’t do it again, because by the time you realize you’re in trouble, it’s already too late and lilia is dead set on handing out whatever punishment he deems necessary. with other yanderes, there might be more noticeable signs like how their face contorts into that of anger or frustration, in which you could maybe spur out apology after another in hopes you can calm them down before they consider punishing you.

but with lilia, when he approaches you, it’s safe to say he’s already made his mind up and nothing will deter him.

making up excuses as to why you did what you did also won’t work, if anything, it might piss him off even more. he hates people who try to run from the consequences of their actions, slurring out how you didn’t know, you didn’t know!! won’t work. are you really trying to convince him that you live in fear of breaking rules around him and that fear doesn’t make you more careful with your actions? yeah right.

the best way you could perhaps ease the punishment is to actually just take accountability for your actions, he’s still going to deliver consequences, but he might be more willing to shorten the length of it or comfort you once it’s over.

when lilia drags you back to diasomnia, you think something bad is going to happen — maybe you’ll get hurt or yelled at, the possibilities are endless. but rather, you merely are just placed on his bed in silence, for the rest of the school day, you spend it in his room. it’s confusing at first, you don’t know how this is a punishment of sorts, does he think the silence will drive you crazy? apparently so.

if only you realized how sneaky lilia is with his fingers.

one of lilia’s favorites— err well, most used, is casting illusionary spells on you to make you think you’re seeing things that aren’t actually there. remember how you were apparently seeing mean stares, now those mean stares have evolved to gossiping as whispers where you could hear your name in them were spread around. you never could actually hear what they were talking about, but with the way their eyes kept darting back from you to then looking at their friend and speaking was already enough to tell you everything you needed to know.

this is practically the equivalent of kicking you while you’re already down, especially if you’re someone who’s greatly affected by the opinions of others. now, you could just technically stop caring about what others think about you as a solution to not feel so shitty everyday, but when you see people in such large number who just apparently seem to dislike you so greatly, it’s a bit hard to not care about that — especially since you have no clue why they’re acting like this towards you in the first place.

the spell only lasts for a few days, during those days, lilia still talks to you because he knows that you’re feeling more vulnerable than usual. but it’s not so he can comfort you, it’s practically the opposite. imagine already having a horrible day and then the last person you’d wanna see starts talking to you. yeah, that’s why he spends time with you even if he’s handing you the consequences of your own actions. it’s kinda like putting salt on a wound.

yet, it also becomes a pattern you may or may not notice. lilia drags you to diasomnia, has you in his room for the next few days, and the very next day as you’re walking to class, the whole world sudddnly hates you only for them to stop hating you a day or two later.

and that’s when it hits you, it was never real. of course, you never tell lilia about this realization you’ve made because you want to have him thinking he still has some sort of control when in reality he doesn’t.

yet unfortunately for you, lilia is also able to realize that you’ve realized pretty quickly too. namely, when you don’t seem as anxious or as negativity impacted as you are by the stares than you previously were.

you know, you really shouldn’t test him further like this. lilia can happily make it real for you if you want since you clearly seem so unbothered by his current work. did you really think you could get away with this? oh no, you couldn’t be more wrong.

lilia vanrouge, who also happens to share a club with cater and kalim, two of NRC’s most sociable students. it would be such a shame for lilia to engage in gossip with the topic surrounding you and all of a sudden an actual nasty rumor is being spread around you. cater who immediately texted everyone he knows, asking if they’ve heard what he’s heard about you and kalim who mistakenly just couldn’t keep his mouth shut, telling jamil before jamil told others and boom.

word really does get around quickly.

and so when you’re walking to class as usual, you can’t help but notice that people are actually looking at you and talking, yet your first reaction is to sigh — “not this spell again..” you take your seat as usual and wait for class to start as usual, but what you weren’t expecting was for a classmate who you’ve never spoken with to approach you out of the blue.

followed by his friends, and with a smug smile on his face — he makes what seems to be an inside joke amongst his friends, asking you a rhetorical question in which his friends laughed in response, jokingly telling him to knock it off and that he’s being mean.

your face morphed into that of confusion, now you were actually getting nervous, just what are they talking about..?

safe to say, after asking around and receiving the answer to your question, you wish you never found out. yet something in your gut immediately told you who it was.

you desperately tried to block out the sound of laughter that followed when you had excused yourself, class hasn’t started yet, you wouldn’t get in trouble for abruptly leaving. whether it was from sadness or anger, there were tears brimming in your eyes as you headed on over to the dormitory portals.

lilia would be here any moment, you’re sure of this because his little bat friend would’ve told him so. and you were correct, for in a few short seconds, you had heard a familiar sound of footsteps clacking against the floor and approaching you with ease.

“now why are you here?” that stupid voice.

“lilia..” you had grit your teeth together in frustration, “just what did you do?”

a chuckle was let out, “ooh, so that’s what this is about.” you wanted to knock that smile off his face more than anything. lilia wore this smirk as he approached you in which he could feel you tense up as he reached out to place a hand on your cheek — “it’s not wise to test me like this, i didn’t even have to use magic.” he’s right, he didn’t. you didn’t know what was worse, that lilia is capable of a lot of things with magic, or that he’s just as capable without it.

“you should head back to class, [name].” and with some green sparks illuminating a small portion of the room, he was gone. leaving you with your first bawled and frustration brewing up more inside you.

it is a mistake that many people make and will continue to make to think that lilia is relaxed or even, in a way, liberating. many are fooled by his playful demeanor and well, it wouldn’t be your fault to be a fool when it comes to him. do you actually think he’s childish or whiny or someone who’s just clingy?

yet it should serve you to know that underneath all that, lilia can be one of the cruelest of all if pushed to it.

♡ 5) what are your best chances of escaping? could you remain an escapee or would he find you again?

as long as you remained on campus, as long as you remained with him, you were trapped. perhaps you’ve already had dreams of traveling around twisted wonderland, seeking answers and finding a way back home. it was mainly driven by the fact that crowley was just so negligent of your situation, it gets to a point where you feel like you’d be making more progress in a day if you were to do things yourself than what crowley could manage in a month.

yet ever since lilia has seeped himself into your life, furiously tugging you to sink deeper and deeper with him, even trying to ruin your life here in the process and forcing you to depend on him, it now became obvious that you not only needed to get away from him, but you also needed to desperately get out of this world as soon as possible.

now, are the people in diasomnia aware of the full extent of your situation? mm, not quite. which means if you were to try to approach either malleus, silver or sebek as a means to seek help, you would also have to endure the process of having to explain and convince them that their beloved mentor and vice house warden is actually one of the worst people on campus that has ruined your life.

and with the rumors going around about you as well, who could even believe you?

if you decide to go with the begging for other people of diasomnia to help you out route, then your best bet would be to go with silver.

silver is someone who does not care about gossip, therefore, he has little to no clue what these rumors are about. and even when you were seen as weird because of the illusions you were witnessing as well, silver just doesn’t really care about that either. if anything, he might not know who you even are.

furthermore, silver has no reason to doubt you and so that might just be your saving grace. however, this is lilia we’re talking about, you know, the man who saved silver’s life and took him in and raised him as one of his own. do be prepared for silver to defend lilia’s honor whole heartedly.

he’s not trying to doubt you or anything, again, he has no reason to believe you to be a liar. however, you would just need some extra persuading and convincing for him to help you out. if you’re unable to convince him, then don’t be surprised when silver actually talks about his encounter with you to lilia and well, you don’t even want to think about what that fae would do to you once he receives this information.

if you can manage to overcome that, silver would do his best to help you come up with a way to do so. notably, he could do his utmost best to try to visit you in your dreams but since he can’t control who’s dreams he visits, it’s an on and off thing. so you can expect these visits to range in very low frequency’s, yet something is better than nothing. during these dreams, you and him don’t have to worry about being disturbed in which you two can talk and plan to your hearts content until you wake up.

yet, it would be a lie if silver were to deny that his heart wasn’t aching the whole time. if what you said really is true about his father, then how could he even see him the same way? it might be a bit delusional of him to think but perhaps if you two can really find a way to escape without ever being found again, then perhaps silver could try to rehabilitate lilia..? maybe that’s just a dumb idea but you gotta understand that this is utterly soul crushing for silver to ever come face to face with this information.

the plan is for silver to essentially act as a distraction while you run away, to purposefully throw lilia off. lilia would most likely know if you’re making any funny movements and thus he would just be about to head on over to you as a way to confront you.. only to get stopped by silver who’s desperately asking for some pointers.

you see, he’s been practicing a new move and wants to combine it with a recently learned magical skill he’s picked up in class yet there’s no success. since lilia is a fae and war veteran, he’s the expert in combining both combat and shooting out spells like it’s nothing.

it pains silver when he notices the strained smile lilia wears on his face during the entire interaction or how lilia is trying to end the conversation as soon as possible. it really is true, huh..

silver does his best to keep up conversation with lilia as much as possible, insisting on receiving pointers for he knows that every second is extremely valuable to not only you but also to lilia as well. yet silver is not that much of a sociable person, so when it becomes obvious that silver is now stuttering and losing his train of thought because he doesn’t know what else to say, lilia cuts him off by running along and saying “we’ll talk later, silver!”

lilia is annoyed but he does his best to hide it, geez, he’s practically suffering from success over here! silver is such a good boy, always trying to improve in every way. it’s both a blessing and a curse that lilia has been such a good parent and raised such a great kid.

silver just silently prays that he’s given you enough time to run away.

if you decide to go with sebek, you would land in a similar situation to silvers — except, you would need a lot more convincing, like a lot.

sebek is immediately offended on lilia’s behalf as he raises his voice, screaming at you to repeat what you just accused lilia of being while you’re frantically trying to get sebek to keep his voice down unless that stupid bat or even lilia himself overhears your conversation.

sebek idolizes lilia to the moon and back, almost as much as malleus. he feels like it’s a privilege in of itself to be in his presence as well. so right off the bat, sebek is already not believing a word you’re saying. he’s already demanding loads of evidence and reasons as to why he should help you. it’s infuriating like no other, chances are, you will not be able to convince him.

and once you walk away out of pure frustration you’ve felt by talking to a human wall, sebek merely lets out a huff. he will either report this to lilia or not mention it at all, merely doing his best to brush it off and find something to blow off all the anger he’s felt by dealing with some lowly human trying to dirty the vanrouge name.

if you’re lucky and sebek doesn’t report it, then for the rest of the day, the mint haired man will merely just think about your words and how desperate and scared you looked as well, especially whenever he raised his voice — you seemed like you were about to have a heart attack if a certain person were to overhear.

he doesn’t like it but, you don’t really seem like you’re lying. as much as sebek tries to convince himself that you’re just some scum who’s trying to disrespect one of the greatest people to ever live, the fear and anger on your face just seemed too real.

and as much as sebek tries to stuff it down, he unfortunately does get curious. and so one day, sebek abruptly stops you in the halls, perhaps even yanking you into an empty classroom.

“what is your experience with lilia..”

when those words came out of his mouth, you wanted to sob out as all memories came flooding back to you. yet doing your best to keep composure, you did your best to recount everything while sebek merely listened in pure silence.

sebek couldn’t shake off the feeling that you are telling the truth, and if you really are, it is his duty as a knight to help those in need. however, similar to silver, it would be soul crushing for sebek to even accept what you’re saying as the truth. as a result, he may need some time to even process it before he makes the choice of helping or not helping you.

malleus is the least likely of all to help you. but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t believe you.

remember how lilia gives out orders to his lovely bats in class? the reason why he does so comfortably is because he does so in the language of fae, a language that no other species can understand; except for other fae.

given that malleus and lilia are in the same year together, chances are they may have a class or two together in which malleus would be there to overhear such orders.

it does get him a tad bit curious, and so he does ask lilia about it. specifically, why he does it.

“love, malleus. love is the reason why i do it, such a beautiful thing, wouldn’t you agree?”

malleus may not know much about love given that he’s only experienced very limited forms about it, but in those limited forms, he’s seen what love can do. it drives people to push harder for those they care about, to make sacrifices and to never leave their side.

if lilia does love you, he has no right to interfere. such a beautiful thing, he truly does agree.

if, on the off chance, malleus does grow interested in your situation. he might grow a tad bit too interested in you yourself. therefore, should malleus interfere, it might be just to put you in a new situation with a new type of captor.

if you decide to seek help from no one, it’s not a bad decision either yet actually escaping just might be harder especially with no one helping you in this endeavor. yet it does save you if you’re not particularly good with your words and having to convince others to not snitch on you to your captor.

you’ve noticed that when the bat that watches you notices something off and goes to report it back to lilia, there’s some down time in between travels. since you follow your regular school schedule, it makes it pretty easy for lilia to guess where you’re at since you never deviate from that schedule. yet if you were to break it..

it was a regular class day, in which it was around 30 minutes until class would be over and you would head onto the next. you lightly tapped your foot against the floor, you knew what you were about to do and the anxiety of all it all marked itself as your chest felt heavy in dread. raising your hand, you excused yourself to head onto the bathroom — something you’re sure the bat would notice and follow you along with.

you made sure to walk out in the open to keep the bats attention on you, before all of a sudden, you broke out into a sprint. you ran through the hallways, you didn’t care if there were teachers or students out and about who would yell at you that running in the hallways isn’t allowed, to hell with that!

you knew this would trigger the bat, and you knew that it would be forced to turn its attention off of you to prioritize reporting back to lilia, and that’s what you wanted. your plan wasn’t the best but it was something — you needed to get the hell off of campus before lilia would come after you.

there was one nice thing about the fact that night raven college was up on a hill, was that if you’re going downhill, it certainly does help with speed. regardless of how athletic you were, it was the pure adrenaline and fear that pushed you to keep going no matter how tired your legs were becoming, no much how much your sides were starting to cramp. you needed out, you had to get out.

night raven college does not necessarily have any security guards to monitor anyone skipping, perhaps that’s one of its flaws. the way that the barrier around the school works is simple, the gate opens and closes depending on who you are. students can enter and leave freely.

and as a student, you sure as hell hoped that the gates would let you out. stopping in your tracks, you stumbled quite a bit as you pressed yourself against the gates of the school. you were mere centimeters away from freedom. of course, there would be more running that follows along but for now you needed to focus on getting the hell out.

yet no matter how much you waited, with each second that felt like an eternity. they never opened, you even considering slamming yourself against them as well. climbing over them wasn’t even an option as well due to the fact that they was nothing you could stable your feet on.

it was like an endless babble between pants as you pleaded over and over, “please no, please no, please nopleasenopleasenopleasenopleaseno”. with all the exhaustion that piled up you felt your knees buckle beneath you as you fell against them. your hands were desperately pawing at the boundary that separated you and what you would call freedom, as if like a pet awaiting for its owners arrival.

that’s when you heard a voice call after you, “hey.. what are you doing here?” turning around anxiously, you saw none other than an approaching staff member who looked not only heavily confused but worried as well. he wasn’t a teacher you had at all. once he got closer to your form in which he could see the tears welling up in your eyes as you were still coming down from all the sprinting you did. realization was slowly settling in you, and you didn’t like it one bit.

once he was in front of you, he repeated himself, “what are you doing here? are you trying to skip?”

you couldn’t even form a sentence, you had no excuse at all in case someone had actually caught you. instead, you really wanted to just ask why the gate wasn’t opening, you looked petrified as your eyes darted onto the gate back onto the nervous looking staff member.

seeing where your eyes kept looking at, the staff member sighed, “the gates don’t open during class time.”

you felt your heart sink. what do you mean?

the staff member observed you, you looked.. wow. just horrible, you were sweaty, chest lightly heaving up and down and your eyes had the most betrayed look he’s ever seen. look, this would be something he would have to report you for, regardless of how sorry he was feeling.

he lightly shook his head and placed a hand on his hip, “a student reported you when he saw where headed, claimed you looked like you were up to no good.”

the man in front of you could only grow more confused as your eyes seemed to widened, “a student..?” you mumbled back. please don’t be—

“aah, yes,” those familiar footsteps, that familiar silhouette approaching you, you were already shaking your head more frantically by the second, “i reported them.” when he finally was standing side by side with the professor, you couldn’t help but weep when you saw him, you looked absolutely petrified at the sight of him.

and with that innocent smile he wore, “[name], just what were you doing?”

you practically started screaming at him as you shuddered away from the two men in front of you, yelling at lilia to get the fuck away from you as your back pressed desperately against the gates that remained oh so still.

you were hysterical and the professor looked like he’s never seen such a sight, does he write you up or not?! lilia merely turned to look at him, “professor. i think they’re in clear mental distress, i think i should take them back to the nurses office for a checkup on their wellbeing.”

with a nervous nod, the professor agreed, “alright, i’ll leave that up to you then. i must be on my way then, try not to stay out for too long.” and just like that, he departed and made his way back to campus.

pure terror and betrayal morphed on your facial expression, what a cute sight. lilia wasn’t even trying to hide it, he wore a smile on his face and even helped you stand up on your own two feet, yet beneath that, you could tell. he was furious.

you tried slapping his hands away from you yet he only responded in more furious grip on you as he practically yanked you off the ground, causing you to stumble forwards. in between stumbles, he yanked to the back of your collar, forcing your head to remain low as he dragged you back.

the diasomnia dorm you were headed to. and with how you noticed how his free hand twitched ever so often in anticipation, you knew you were in for something horrible.

beneath that layer of anger that lilia had was also fear. fear of you actually managing to escape, he wouldn’t know what he would do if that came true. he was lucky you had your head low or else you would’ve been able to catch the dreadful expression he was making.

because you know how to throw off his bat, one of his primary ways of monitoring you, the method essentially becomes less effective. he would need to think of something else. should he do a spell? there were thousands and thousands of things brewing in his mind with all having one common denominator — he mustn’t let you ever try to escape again.

but what if you were successful in your attempt? what if you knew and planned more accordingly and those gates did open themselves for you?

well, it’s a common fact about lilia that he’s not the greatest at finding things, that he will admit.

but what he lacks for in searching is what he makes up for in dedication. he doesn’t care if it takes him forever, he swears he will find you. no matter what you do, he will track you.

it’s only a matter of a time, let’s just hope your weak mortal body is able to hold out against his.

NSFW

♡ 6) what would a first time with him be like? how long would it take for him to have you?

lilia is patient. he’s nothing but patient and that does work in your favor. it’s not immediately does he try to initiate anything of that degree with you, especially not even within the first few weeks either like how some would.. cough cough ace.

he is able to realize that something on this level would perhaps completely sever any chances of actually building any relationship with you, which is what lilia wants to avoid!

so, naturally, lilia takes it slow and tries to slowly but surely build you up to the idea of even having sex with him. and well, the best way he does so is just spending more quality time.

of course, he knows you never want to see him but he doesn’t even try anything at all, he merely just wants to spend time with you. a nice way that lilia ensures the conversation isn’t half sided is for lilia to talk about something so outrageous he practically forces you to react.

it’s a nice little way to bond, well, even if it seems like he’s always the one having more fun than you. deep down, he does hope that you one day will be able to open up to him just as you have many times in the past when you and him were once close pals! but for now, he’ll take it slow.

lilia has had some experience in the past, once he got more out of his comfort zone and as he traveled far and wide, it perhaps was only natural that he found himself mingling a bit too much with the humans, the forbidden love trope in all your movies and books was practically inspired by him, really.

as a result, he does have an idea of how this thing should work, as in proper foreplay and building up that tension, his goal isn’t to just randomly invite you to his room to then attack you on the spot, he has manners! somewhat. yet, unfortunately for him, it seems that no matter how much experience he may have or how many ideas he has on how he would take you, nothing can really accommodate for the fact that well.. you hate him.

you hate him so much so you’ve tried numerous times to escape from him. mm, a pesky little thing you are. there are some yanderes such as riddle who are fine with remaining celibate for the rest of their lives and well, unfortunately, lilia is just not one of those people. he definitely thinks it will happen, it’s only a matter of when. if he must remain patient for now, then he will but trust me, he does intend for it to happen.

so, the best plan in his opinion is to simply experiment — see how much you can take before he stops and builds it back up again. maybe you two in the past when you were still comfortable around him have talked about love and perhaps you have opened up about what love language does have your heart beating faster than usual and so he could just start with that.

if you two haven’t had that sort of discussion yet, then here’s his chance to find out! he starts with merely sitting closer to you than he would normally do, perhaps he also holds eye contact while he wears a playful glint in his eyes — something that he’s sure will make you swoon over with his handsome charm!

it then evolves into fleeting touches, yet even that is its own territory of its own. he does understand that touching is far more intimate than merely staring into your eyes and so he also makes sure to play it safe, perhaps he’ll rest his knee against yours as if it’s not the most casual thing in the world. or maybe he’ll tap you on your shoulder to get your attention back onto him. you know, simple stuff.

the best way he can describe himself is similar to that of a snake. a snake who’s sizing up its prey and then adjusting based on what it observes.

if it turns out that based on his observations, you’re someone that doesn’t mind physical touch which is something he does find shocking considering all the negative things you would slur out against him if you could, then congrats, you’re speeding up the process that it will take until he finally has you squirming beneath him.

if on the other hand you’re practically repulsed by it, it does dampen his soul but lilia is determined. whether you like it or not, in this case, not, you will get used to his touch regardless of if you’re able to realize it. in a way, he does think you have your own charm when you’re so reactive to him brushing up against you, he can only imagine what other reactions you’ll have for him when that fateful night finally arrives.

in case you forgot, lilia will take every opportunity to be with you, whether that be in the form of walking you to class or spending time at lunch with one another. another form of this is sleepovers! pillow fights, telling each other scary stories, gossiping, playing games, and more! so fun!

it’s moments like these where you’re really forced to get used to his presence, especially because of the fact that you’re alone in his bedroom with him. you listen to him ramble, you’re forced to play board games or even dabble in online co-op with him, and when you’re tired, you sleep in his bed.

the bed part is non negotiable, he’s already made that clear and usually you’re too tired to even fight against him. you’re hesitant the first few times, especially when his bed does smell like him which sucks, but in the end, you force yourself to swallow whatever pride you have and get comfortable enough to sleep in the bed of your captor.

aaah, lilia feels like he could watch you sleep forever. humans really are such small little creatures, you’re really that tuckered out after merely only a few hours of activity? he barely even got started. since he seems no where near tired unlike you, he has to find someway to keep himself somewhat entertained.

when you’re asleep like this, he finds himself tracing your body. not even in a sexual way but rather in admiration, lilia wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to secure you y’know if he truly didn’t view you as beautiful.

it was a peaceful and quiet night, you were resting peacefully on your side and you know, facing away from lilia in which the man in response found himself running a finger along the curves of your body, watching as his finger went up and down along your waist as they then came to a halt once they reached down your legs before resuming and tracing back up again.

usually, he’s able to do this for quite some time as you’re too off in dream land to even care. yet on one particular night, you were stirring more than usual, in which it was something lilia took note of.

he thought he could continue as normal yet what he wasn’t expecting was for him to be greeted with a wide eyed you in which seeing him looming right next to you caused you to flinch almost immediately. the whole thing caused him to reflexively grab onto the nearest thing his hand was touching to steady himself just in case something happened which so happened to be your waist.

to the surprise of no one, this made the whole situation ten times worse, before you could even bark out any insults or start screaming at him to get the hell off of you, lilia’s reflexes got the better of you as he proceeded to restrain any noises you would try to make by muffling your mouth with his hand. using his other hand, he immediately grabbed both of your wrists and placed them above your head while he used his own body to suppress any movements you were making with your legs.

now, lilia being lilia, immediately starts teasing you. again, he doesn’t view the situation as sexual, instead, he views it as some rough housing, mainly on his part. he mainly starts by asking you rhetorical questions such as did you really think you could overpower him?

it’s only until he notices a blush creeping on your face that the situation takes a 180. now, you’re not blushing because you’re turned on but rather you’re embarrassed. embarrassed at this whole thing, lilia isn’t someone who has broken you down and isolated you from humanity to the point where any social norms are forgotten. you still feel humiliation and embarrassment at things lilia may not be able to understand due to the fact that he comes from a completely different set of social norms than you.

point is, what looks like mere roughhousing to him actually looks like something far too intimate for your tastes to you. and it is for that reason that you feel embarrassed because lilia quite literally has you pinned downed underneath him and restrained. and it obviously showed what you were thinking when the man on top of you read your expression all too easily.

and when he notices that furrowed and angered look on your face, he couldn’t help but want to add fuel to the fire. “oh? and what are you thinking of right now? is your mind drifting off to where it shouldn’t?” in response, it pisses you off even more and he notices how you try to wriggle your way out of his harsh grasp, even going as far as to try to bite the hand that’s muffling you.

he didn’t know what it was, but lilia grew quiet. yet you were too focused on trying to free yourself to even notice or care, perhaps it’s the way you were struggling so much against him yet all your efforts were in vain, maybe it was the way you were unintentionally bucking your hips against his as a way to get him off of you, maybe it was also the biting you were doing as well, but lilia found himself getting rather.. riled up, to put it simply.

are you doing this on purpose? are you trying to signal something to him? lilia does not know much about humans — yes, he has visited multiple human populated countries before in the past and has observed their behaviors but would he call himself a human expert? absolutely not, you should’ve seen how he was when he was raising silver.

yet during his more frisky moments, a lot of the things you were doing was what those people did to him in the past. the bucking of hips to gain more friction, the playful biting — except, with you, not only was this all unintentional but you were also not doing this in a flirty way at all.

he heard you let out a muffled gasp underneath him which immediately brought him back to reality, a sensation that was very much stingy to him marked its presence on his body. it felt sharp and when he looked down to observe his own hand that had been on your mouth, he saw blood leaking from it. you had bit him so hard that you had drawn blood.

momentarily, he removed his hand from your mouth to observe it closer and you remained silent as you froze in your movements. as much as you wanted to make it obvious you were proud of your efforts and to even taunt him, you knew better than to do that. there was even the scent and faint taste of that metallic fluid on your lips which you detested.

seconds felt like hours as you tried to scan his face for any sign of displeasure or anger, yet if anything, what you found instead was that he seemed to have been admiring the bite mark you left behind on his hand. and when he turned to look down onto you, still restrained, he gave you a look you’ve never seen before.

it was similar to the teasing or arrogant looks he usually wears, yet his eyes bore a darker glint that caused the whole expression to feel far more intense, to make things worse, he immediately noticed how you squirmed beneath him when he looked at you. before you could even fight against it, lilia had lowered his body to press against yours as he sank his teeth into your shoulder, a perfect place to draw blood from. you bit him, obviously he has to return the favor.

obviously this resulted in a much less pleasant reaction from you as you tried everything in your power to get him the hell off of you, but you didn’t know what it was — for someone so small, he felt like an immovable object that placed itself onto you. try as you might, there was no way you could overpower him.

he’s never done something like this to you, in fact, you don’t think you’ve ever been bitten in the shoulder before and frankly you never planned on finding out what it’s like as well. the sensation felt sharp and painful as his fangs seemed sharp enough to pierce your skin, in fact, that really did seem like what he was trying to do and you could only whimper and let out whine after whine as you pleaded with him to stop, the sensation didn’t feel good at all.

unfortunately for you, your pleas didn’t deter him. in fact, it actually made him all the more curious and frankly, the noises you were making seemed to rile him up more and more. accidentally, his fangs poked in what seemed to be a much rather sensitive place that you didn’t even know existed. your body tensed underneath him and you couldn’t help the noise that escaped from your mouth, “ah—!”

a pause as you immediately shut your mouth, gritting your teeth together as hard as you could. you didn’t mean to let that noise out, you swear you didn’t. it’s his fault! not yours! yet there was no way lilia’s keen ears didn’t hear you, if anything, he’s probably also hearing how your heart is beating way faster as well.

lilia lifted himself from your body and he frankly felt euphoric. none of this felt real and he wanted to ask himself if he could be dreaming.

it was in that moment that lilia swore that he needed to hear more, he needed to see more, needed to taste more. using his free hand, a green glow formed not only on his palm but somewhere else in the dark area of his bedroom and you quickly realized what the spell was, it was to gravitate an object towards the caster.

the object in question being a belt. your eyes widened and your stomach felt like it would sink, you knew what he was going to do with that and you didn’t like it. you did everything in your power to try and free your wrists from his never changing grip he had around the both of them, and it was only shortly later that he would have the belt in his free hand as he then turned his focus onto his other hand occupied with you.

you tried pleading with him, you said that you were scared, that you didn’t want this and that you just want to go back to sleep. as much as you hate lilia when he’s talking to you, you hate it even more when he’s being so dreadfully quiet. your squirming body didn’t even seem to be an inconvenience at all as he fastened his belt tight around your wrists, making sure you would be capable of no such movements you had in mind to free yourself.

now that he got that over with, it meant that lilia can now use both his hands as he pleases, hooray for him!

no matter how much you begged with him to not do what you know he’s going to do, to not follow through with whatever plan he has in mind for you, it went in one ear and out the other. the reason why for his sudden switch up is simple — your reaction to when he found a very unexpected sweet spot.

it felt good for you, didn’t it? when that thought entered into his mind, it was the only thing he could think about — it felt good for you. and with that one simple thought in mind, it was enough to delude himself into thinking that this is necessary. he’s been patient for so long and now he doesn’t need to be. see, he is capable of making you feel good, he just did it a mere seconds ago.

what he’s about to do to you will feel good, he promises. you can enjoy it, he knows you will. you’re only scared now because he’s sure this is your first time, but he knows what he’s doing. after all, humans are such small and meek creatures compared to fae, he wouldn’t want to break you during your first time.

lilia did originally want to build you up to the idea of ever being this intimate with him, but when an opportunity like this presents himself before him, he would be a fool not to take it.

it felt so so so wrong to see him merely look at you with a simple smile as he stared at your horrified face. he’s so lucky you’re wearing pajamas as well, much easier to remove than a school uniform with one hundred different buttons all over.

every touch only made your body tense up more and more in which he would tut at you, this really isn’t going to feel good if you’re so on guard. slowly but surely, he was able to lift your shirt above your chest, if he needs to, he can always stuff the shirt into your mouth to muffle you, especially if you start screaming and cussing at him. this whole thing felt like an invasion to you, especially with how you were unwillingly showing more and more skin while he remained comfortably in his own sleepwear.

you turned your head to look away from him as you had your eyes furiously shut, you didn’t want to see what this man would do to you. to which, lilia didn’t mind how you were refusing to acknowledge his presence and how you were keen on trying zone out. he wasn’t going to force you to look at him, he would merely.. get you to come around his own way.

reaching out his fingers, he wrapped them around your exposed nipple, playfully and experimentally playing with it to test your reactions and almost immediately you gasped and wiped your head back to him to scowl and tell him to stop. see, he knew he could get you to look back at him.

yet the way he saw it, with how your body jerked upwards into his touch, did you really want him to stop? it also didn’t help that you were biting your lip as to not make any noises as well. if you keep biting down so harshly, you’re sure to draw blood! well, not that lilia minded.

this has to be your first time, it really has to be. theres no other way for why you’re this reactive to him merely playing with one part of your body like this. he’s only lightly tugging and rolling around the little thing and its if you’re trying to chase the feeling he’s giving you. he’s not doing much and you and him both know it, yet your body’s growing more desperate by the second. you hate him. you hate his every being.

could he get you off by merely fondling your chest? that’s certainly a thought he would like to entertain. he finds it really hard to believe you don’t like this when you’re acting this starved for more of his touches as what escapes from your mouth are soft pants. you seem more impatient than he is. with his other hand, his fingers glide down your bare stomach, feeling the familiar curves of your waist and hips before maneuvering your lower garments off your hips. to get better access to the area, lilia repositioned himself so that he’s sitting on his knees and in between your thighs, glancing at your now exposed underwear — the sight of it all made you want to reel back.

he doesn’t need you fully naked for now, he only just needs access to some of the areas he’s sure to treasure. the look on your face only grew more anxious as you shivered. it was the dead of night and lilia’s room wasn’t well.. the most nicest in terms of temperature, you don’t even know how he’s able to wear shorts in the coldness.

the situation you were in was anywhere but nice, aside from the emotional turmoil state you were in, the physical state you were in didn’t feel all the more better, your wrists and shoulder ached, either from soreness or that horrid stinging sensation or perhaps a mix of both. to make things worse, any of your complaints or cries fell short to the man that was a few short moments from exposing one of your most private and sensitive areas to himself.

it felt like ridicule when he told you to relax and that everything will feel good shortly. you snarled at him in response, he wasn’t in your situation, he doesn’t know what storm of emotions you’re going through at this very second and you wanted to rip his face off in response. you were scared, this couldn’t be happening to you. why you?

in some last ditch effort, you tried to persuade lilia to stop once more, that really, you just wanted to go to sleep — you weren’t ready for this all the while he listened to you, letting out a hum in response to your shaky words. all the while his fingers traced alongside your underwear, threatening to pull them down at any moment.

you were quick to realize he really wasn’t taking any of your words to heart, to him, it’s as he said before; everything will feel good shortly. this is just the time period before things really start getting good. once that realization dawned on you, your face morphed into that of anger and disgust as you then spatted insult after insult at him which this time, actually earned a chuckle out of him. he again, wasn’t really taking your words seriously.

in one swift movement, he had pulled your underwear down your lower hips, sliding them down your thighs, the coldness that hit you was almost immediate as your body shuddered from the unpleasant temperature in his room as you let out a hiss. yet what felt worse was the keen gaze lilia had given your lower body, admiring and observing your most private of areas. you wanted to kill him, to grab a fistful of his hair and slam his face into the wall.

the yelp you let out was a bit too loud for his tastes at the moment, yet he thought it would only be a one time thing. however, in a final effort, you raised your voice, screaming profanity after profanity at him, telling him to get off you and such. you were being way too loud, are you trying to wake the dorm up? sighing, lilia took the heaved up shirt that he had lifted above your chest and placed the fabric into your mouth, acting primarily as a muffler of sorts.

once again, more flailing from you, this time more aggressive than your previous attempts, he’s already used to your outbursts, you do it quite often when you two are alone together. yet with the way the situation looked, it seemed lilia would have to be patient once more as he grabbed both of your legs, restraining any movement you could make with them as he placed both of them on both sides of his waist.

here you were in all your glory, legs and arms restrained and quite literally naked. maybe if you never woke up, maybe if you never bit his hand so harshly he wouldn’t have tried to make things equal with you by biting you back — it’s not his fault you’re so sensitive. there’s a lot of maybe if’s to this situation, yet none of it matters. lilia sees no point in reminiscing of if’s, and neither should you.

gently letting go of your legs, you knew there was no other way you could rest them that wouldn’t work in his favor, you could either squeeze them tightly around him or you could spread them more for him, either works. yet it seemed he would favor the second option at this moment, tracing his fingers on your inner thigh, he knew your reaction would be to reflexively move away from his touch which essentially would be you unintentionally spreading yourself open for him.

you let out a gasp at the realization of what you just did, yet before you could try to close the distance between your legs, lilia had grabbed both of them as his hands palmed the flesh of your thigh, placing them on his shoulders so he could keep you spread open for him. once he did that, he repositioned himself so he was lying on his stomach in a more comfortable way as his face sat mere inches away from actually entering your hole, despite the fact that he wasn’t actually touching anything, it was if you could feel his presence there. essentially, he was baiting you. you didn’t know when he would place his tongue in you, and that’s what he liked. until the very last moments, he wanted to bait you as much as possible, lilia is certainly glad that patience is one of his better qualities.

taking one last final look at you, he saw how your face contorted into that of resentment, your eyebrows furrowed and your eyes stared down at him with hatred and oh my — are those tears that he sees welling up in their respective corners? if this is enough to make you want to cry, then he’s sure to wreck you in the following minute.

using his tongue to prod at your slit, he felt how your body tensed at the first feeling of touch he was giving you as you fought back making a noise. if he were to glance up, he would see how your chest was definitely heaving up more rapidly than before.

deciding to not waste his time, he plunged his tongue deep into your entrance, how warm your insides were and how good your body felt on his tongue. instinctively, your legs are quick to squeeze themselves around his head, to which he doesn’t mind, if anything, it signals to him how needy you are. greedily, he places both hands on the respective sides of your hips, keeping your shaky body trapped in the position he needed you at. his mouth continuing to explore you. he wasn’t going to stop until the entirety of your lower regions were covered in his saliva.

one of his favorite things about you was just how reactive you were and how much your body seemed to betray you. don’t think he doesn’t notice how your hips are desperately trying to buck into his mouth to chase all the sensations it was bringing at once. he’s just so mean for insisting on restraining any movements you tried to make, if anything, being kept in place only added to the overwhelming coil that was forming in your lower stomach. if it weren’t for his hands on you, you would’ve been trying to wiggle away as much as possible.

meanwhile, your least favorite part of him was how good it was. how good he felt and how your body wanted more, you never knew how desperate you could get until now. it was just so so so good. drool was already dampening the shirt stuffed into your mouth, some even slipping down and staining itself on your skin. you think you were even biting down onto the piece of clothing so hard you were puncturing holes into it as well which made you want to sob more at the situation as you were ruining your clothes because of the bully between your legs. yet no matter how much you clamped down on the fabric, whenever a sweet and sensitive spot was hit in particular, you couldn’t help but let the moans escape from your lips.

tears that were already welling up now softly fell from your eyes, flushing your face even more in response. as he continued on, the fire pooling itself over in your stomach grew more and more stronger and you let out a muffled whine at the sensation. it felt weird, it felt so confusingly weird and your body desperately wanted to rid itself of the feeling. you couldn’t even plead with him to wait or stop, yet you didn’t have to — lilia could tell with the way your thighs squeezed itself all the more tighter around his head before relaxing and squeezing once more and with how you were you were trying to frantically roll your hips that you were close, yet it only encouraged him to want to hit as deeply as possible as he could. in fact, you could only here him giggle into your wet slit.

you tried fighting the feeling off, a part of you felt scared as to what was about to happen to you, yet with his face still hungrily buried between your legs with his tongue hot inside of you, you felt your body tense up one last time before it all came crashing down onto you.

your back reflexively arched itself off of the bedding as your legs were still tightly wrapped around him, a broken moan escaped from you and with lilia being the “sweetheart” he is, decided to help you ride out your high as shockwaves had formed and pooled itself out of you before it all came to a gentle halt. you could only stare up in the ceiling, too much in a daze to notice how the man removed himself from your enterance.

it was a cute sight for lilia to watch how after your high, your hole was practically clenching around nothing. you must be pretty eager for him, aren’t you? carefully, lilia removed both legs from his shoulders and proceeded to let you lay there to catch your breath.

perhaps he regrets stuffing that shirt into you, he oh so wishes to hear the moans and whines you were letting out without the muffled sound, yet he knew all the wiser than to give you the freedom of letting you be able to speak your mind to him. perhaps next time.

a few seconds had gone by and your breathing was slowly returning to normal which meant that you were now slowly coming back to a state in which thoughts could now come and go as they please. and one of the first thoughts that came to your mind was “what was lilia doing?” in which you immediately darted your eyes to look at the man in front of you, he was still in between your legs except now he was sitting upright, he was in the middle of lifting his hoodie off of himself when he caught you boring your eyes into him and his reaction was to merely give you a knowing smile.

you didn’t like how relax he was, it always gave you an off feeling yet now it was insanely off-putting like never before. after his hoodie then came a shirt he wore under it, some band shirt he’s tried telling you about in the past. it didn’t take a genius to figure out where he was headed to next in which you jolted after seeing how his fingers went to pull down his shorts next.

“you’re practically naked, it’s only fair i join you, isn’t it?” he purred, seemingly ignoring how horrified you appeared as your chest started to heave more quickly than it was when you were much calmer, as if to set in stone and make you come even more face to face with what is about to happen, “skin to skin contact, such an intimate thing.”

you didn’t want to see him fully remove his boxers, you didn’t want to see what would leave you scarred. you felt yourself going into a much more delirious state than ever before, this can’t be happening, this really fucking can’t be happening to you. you wanted to resist as much as you could but there wasn’t anything you could do.

lilia on the other hand didn’t know why you were acting so fearful. i mean, you knew where this was headed from the get go, right? otherwise you wouldn’t have been crying so much, so why are you acting surprised?

like before, lilia just thinks you need to experience it yourself to know it’s not that bad, he will treat you nicely, he wouldn’t have pulled that orgasm out of you if he didn’t mean it. trust him, he’ll bring you to that same euphoric state you were in just a few moments ago, and you and him can be there together — how sweet!

with a few pumps of his hand as he stroked his cock, lilia let out a short huff before he positioned himself before your hole, yet before you could even ready yourself, you felt his tip nudge itself slowly in you in which he could only let out a groan, he wasn’t even fully in you yet he could feel how your body was already trying to suck him in yet push him out at the same time. it was only a brief second of him sliding into you, yet it felt all too long for you.

the intrusion caused you to let out a broken noise as your body did everything in its power to fight off against the warm feeling pooling once more in your lower abdomen. your back arched, your legs tightened around him in a meek attempt to shut the distance between your thighs, and your chest heaved as tears spilled from your eyes — it was in, it was actually in and there’s nothing you can do to make it retreat from you.

lilia of course was kind enough to let you get some time to adjust, it felt warm, while your body shuddered and shivered at the same time, it felt warm like it was something you wanted to seek out and cling onto. like something you needed in order to survive against in the frigid cold.

once a few moments had passed, lilia resumed his movements as he rocked his hips into yours, he wouldn’t lie, you felt so damn good around him that he wanted to babble on about how grateful he was for the sevens to give him to you. you even heard how he sharply inhaled at feeling how tight you were around him, as if your body was trying to desperately push him out of you.

the best way you could describe yourself was that you felt as if you were an ice cube having boiling hot water poured over you.

you made him greedy, his hands could barely stop themselves from roaming all over you, trying to flood you with multiple different sensations at the same time as if his dick meanly thrusting into you wasn’t enough for him or you.

to make matters worse for you, lilia couldn’t help but lean over and bury himself in the crook of your neck as his thrusts could only plunge himself deeper into you, almost immediately, he started to bite and suck your precious little neck and collarbone, trailing his fangs down to your chest. meanwhile, his hands found themselves situated behind your back, holding up your arch to keep your chest pressed against his firmly.

if you weren’t muffled, then the noises you were letting out would leave little to the imagination and if others were truly awake at this hour which was very likely for the nocturnal dorm, they’d immediately be able to tell how lilia was getting rather lucky in his room.

the way his cock was able to hit your sweet spots so effortlessly, the way your gummy walls tightened around him, how warm your bodies felt against each other and how the pain behind his bites melted into a strange type of pleasure you never thought you would experience was enough to make your mind go blank.

with your muffled moans becoming more frequent and desperate as the fire pooled once more in your abdomen, lilia could only take that as a sign that you were nearing your high once more as he grinned against your skin, continuing to rut his hips into yours as the sound of skin slapping against another filled the room.

a broken noise managed to escape itself from your lips as you felt your mind go blank, it crashed down onto you once more except way harder than the previous time from moments prior. your walls were pulsing so hardly against him and it only made lilia shoot out a groan into your ear, he was clearly enjoying ripping out another orgasm out of you once more.

but lilia hasn’t had his full yet, yet with how tears poured from your eyes as your noises became more whiny, it only added more fuel to the fire.

you were sensitive, you just came and yet the intrusion remained deeply in you before retreating and ramming itself deep into you once more. it wouldn’t be fair to stop now, he needs to get his fill too y’know.

your whines became more frequent, you wanted to signal at least something into that skull of his that you wanted this to end — please, you can’t take anymore. it’s s’too much.

lilia enjoyed this sight of you, pathetic, flushed and whiny. it’s much better than the mean glare you casted on him prior to this whole activity. he could get use to it, and he definitely plans to make the sight of your fucked out and dumb face a daily occurrence.

with everything building up, how your sweaty body shook and pressed against his, the scent and taste of your blood as he “accidentally” bit down too hard again that filled the air alongside the heavy smell of sex, it was apparent that lilia too was losing his edge as well.

with some whines going into your ear and clogging more of your senses, lilia’s thrusts only seemed to have intensified for you, it was the final push for him. the only thing going on in his mind was the endless repeat of moremoremoremoremoremore as he felt the pleasure build up inside him as well.

in some act of kindness to you, if you could even call it that, lilia pulled out from you and spilled ropes of his cum onto your thighs and stomach in which you shuddered in response to the feeling of it staining your body. perhaps it was an act of mercy he would allow you, whether you are or incapable of getting pregnant, he knew that if he were to try to fill you up right off the bat, that’d be too mean, even for him.

it was only then, that he finally removed the belt that was straining and leaving your wrists sore as well as the shirt from your mouth that was covered in drool and holes from you biting into it as a way to suppress any noises that begged to leave your mouth.

you were too tired, your body slightly trembled and your chest raised itself more rapidly once more as you tried catching your breath. the marks all over you stung and your vision felt blurry from all the tears you shed.

did lilia feel bad for you? maybe, maybe not. it doesn’t matter, what does matter for now is getting you all cleaned and rested up and also replacing the dirty shirt he had stuffed into you.

lilia, still full of energy, was quick to pull his clothes back on and immediately cast some spells to have some objects float towards him, mainly wipes and such to clean and treat to your marks.

as cruel as lilia was for all this, the least he owed you was proper attention for after the act. no matter where or how it would happen, he always knew that it was at least the bare minimum for him to care for you after he stripped you of your dignity.

as much as you wanted to flinch and shudder away from his touches and feeling his hands trace your body, even if he’s not trying to initiate a second round with you, you felt too tired to do so. you didn’t even care about being properly clothed anymore or how you laid there exposed to him, you were just.so.tired.

and lilia could tell, as he gently murmured to you to relax and fall asleep and how he will take care of the rest. as much as you hated it, that really did seem like the best option for you at the moment.

you think you remember some arms wrapping around you as you drifted off to sleep, that doesn’t surprise you. yet it’s not as if you could even move your hands properly to get him off of you.

lilia is so glad it’s the weekend.

♡ 7) what would he bring to the bedroom? any kinks or preferences?

the first time you two ever had sex was an act of politeness, if you will. while some of his preferences did come out during that time, it wasn’t on the more severe scale. lilia wanted to make the experience for you tolerable and enjoyable, obviously. what’s the point of even engaging in the devils tango if one person isn’t having fun? and so as a result, lilia backed off from completely taking over and lumping all of his kinks onto you at once.

however, after some more times, do expect lilia to get rather.. comfortable with you. after the first few experiences, it’s practically free game from there on.

there are two types of old people. old people that like change and want to embrace it and old people who want to stick with traditional values.

and lilia is of course, the first type. he is fairly open to a lot of things and chances are, there’s a huge possibility that you could mention a kink to him and he would tell you he’s already tried and experienced what it’s like to be on the giving and receiving end of whatever it is you mentioned.

so yes, there’s a lot of things he’s open to because again, chances are he’s already had an experience with it. however, lilia will never explicitly tell you what he’s into himself. and the reason why is rather simple, he knows how much you hate and despise him. if he were to try to tell you how much he loves it when you do something in the bedroom, then he knows you may try to avoid doing that again which would be such a downer to him! so for the sake of avoiding that, he leaves you completely unaware that when you have a certain reaction to something, it’s literally making him want to fuck you even more silly than he already has.

of course, you don’t even need him to tell you what he likes since well, as mentioned before, when lilia gets more comfortable with you and isn’t afraid to randomly introduce something to you, it becomes pretty obvious what he’s into.

★) biting!

okay, can we get the obvious out the way? thank you. lilia loves biting!

you’ve already experienced it a few times before during the act, but after a while, lilia doesn’t hesitate to completely litter your body body in bite marks after bite marks.

not only does he like marking you down, he also likes finding out where you’re particularly sensitive at and completely hammering it down. he loves just sucking and licking those sweet spots of yours as you whimper at the sensation of it all, it’s also a nice way to get you needy for him, even if you don’t realize it. your brain is already being flooded with this odd and nice sensation as he nibbles on your neck, but now your body wants the real deal.

neck, shoulders, chest, waist, hips, ears, lips, thighs and legs are all victims of him, he won’t stop until you look like you just became his personal chew toy in which, in a sense, you are. another thing he likes doing is holding you down while he does it so you can’t resist against his little love bites, it’s also amusing to him to watch as you get more panicked as his mouth gets lower and lower down your squirming body.

he won’t try to bite some of your actual sensitive areas like your nipples or your lower genital area, even he realizes how painful that would be to someone, instead, his teeth will lightly graze over the area, he does like how you jolt when he does it unexpectedly.

there may be some time where for example, he might put his teeth around your perky nipple while maintaining eye contact with you, a dangerous glint in his eyes as you can only gulp and silently plead he won’t actually do what you think he’s about to do. yet it’s all for fun, you’ll come to find he does a lot of things for “fun” in the bedroom.

overall, it’s just super fun to do! and lilia likes making use of himself. perhaps his fingers are buried deep into your hole as he’s stretching you out thoroughly, as your body practically quivers around him, what better way to add to the sensation by not only getting you dumb on his nifty fingers but also by making you yelp with his sharp canine. sometimes the pleasure is too much for you and it’s the only thing you can really focus on much to your dismay, but you’re completely brought back to reality when you feel that familiar sting on your shoulder. you may shoot him a glare and he will merely smile as if he did nothing wrong.

another reason why he loves biting is when his teeth go down too harshly and oops! some red is leaking out. he likes the smell and taste of your blood and he always gets a bit too excited whenever he’s licking your cut clean. a lot of fae are repulsed by humans, only hunting them for sport or as a warning for them to get the hell off of their territory — the most use a human is to a fae is when they spill their blood, not for drinking purposes or anything of that sort, they just really enjoy seeing the suffering of humans.

and who is lilia if not a little rule breaker? he loves the humans! perhaps his younger self would’ve shared the same sentiment of human hatred but lilia doesn’t spill your blood because he likes seeing you in pain, it more or so relates to the fact that in the food chain, fae overpower humans by a lot. again, humans are small and scared little creatures to lilia and he loves all the scared whimpers you let out when he’s being too harsh on you. to put it simply, it’s a power thing of sorts but he’s not a sadist, he swears!

and if on the chance you want to get him back, maybe clamp your teeth down on him well then that’s also a pleasant surprise too. if you think you can give him a taste of his own medicine as a way to make him stop, then you’d be sorely mistaken, the most you’re getting out of him is a shudder of his body as he moans into your ear. perhaps he’ll even ask you to do it again in which you can be mean and deny him.

anyways, what’s to not love about biting? he can tease and elicit all sorts of reactions from you. and he promises to get you cleaned up right after, he’ll remove all the saliva and few drops of the red liquid that may be stained on you, he’ll always take care of you in the end, there’s nothing to worry about! so just.. let him sink his teeth into you, yeah?

★) teasing, teasing, and more teasing!

i think this is also pretty obvious as well, but lilia is a massive rage baiter, whether that be outside or inside the bedroom.

lilia thinks it’s amusing to see how angry other people can get either by his words or by his actions. they think he’s some small and playful little guy only for him to prove them all wrong! lilia likes being underestimated, because the reactions on everyone’s faces is just amazing when he proves that he is more stronger and intelligent than he looks.

what this man also enjoys doing is using his words to egg people on, to basically just piss them off until all they see is red and i mean, what are they gonna do? fight him? they couldn’t land on a finger on him even if they tried.

unfortunately, you’ve also been a victim of his infuriating mouth as well. and he loves it, there’s no point in arguing with him, he wishes you saw that, yet you always seem to try to get your way. not that he minds, seeing how you look like you’re about to burst a vein is pretty funny.

and so obviously, this extends into the bedroom. lilia loves using his words to tease you, he’s a “yapper”, if you will. no seriously, he is. it’s like he has a curse on him to always be making noise or giving you some dirty talk, and he likes doing it in your ear for special effect.

if you’re the type to get off on words, maybe even words alone, then lilia is 100% your guy. if you’re secretly into feeling dumb and stupid, lilia is also your guy. and if on the off chance you’re not into any of those things and in fact you get irritated by it, then that’s too bad.

one of his favorite things he likes to do with you is perhaps when he’s in the middle of fucking you, either with his fingers or dick, he likes to immediately get to teasing you, asking you rhetorical questions to egg you on. he likes seeing you glare at him or whimper out a small “no..” to answer his questions, either way, before you can even open your mouth to retaliate, he immediately hits that sweet spot of yours, forcing a broken noise to come right out of your mouth as your back arches. and right after that, he merely giggles in response. maybe even daring to add a “thought so.” as well.

if on the other hand you’re not necessarily made angry easily but rather, you just get sensitive over his mean words as you slur out, “s’it’s not true..” then lilia also has a field day with that. his teasing gets a tad bit more mean, but his tone is that of fake pity as he coos at you. it’s the perfect combo to get you all putty in his arms as you let out a whimper.

oh, and i should also just drop this here but he also enjoys mocking sounds you make. again, he likes to irk you. huh? are you trying to say something? with the way his fingers are curling inside of you jusssstt riiightt, you can barely even speak.

lilia is just the type of guy where, you can’t win with him. if you want to retaliate with him or make yourself look pitiful to gain sympathy from him, it really doesn’t work, like at all. if anything, it only serves to amuse him more. there’s just this thing about seeing you so full of resentment towards him to then reducing you to a dazed and fucked out little thing. is that really so bad? it also doesn’t help that well, lilia does have experience and he certainly learns pretty quickly how to make you feel really good.

he’s also odd as well where in the sense that he’ll perceive you being angry towards him and spewing out insults towards him as just part of the foreplay. like no kidding, he will just think you’re spouting some sort of dirty talk towards him. there’s just nothing better than your darling telling you to die in a ditch, it’s practically music to his ears. and the way he responds to it just makes it worse as he’ll smile and find a way to infuriate you even more. “go fuck yourself”? awh, you’re so sweet.

yet this is just the stuff he does with his words alone, he’s also a big teaser with his actions. teasing you as foreplay is one of his favorite things to do. lilia is a fast learner, it’s the only thing you can be when you’re at his age and you’ve learned everything there is to know, he quickly absorbs any new information given to him. as a result, he’s quick to learn your sweet spots, whether that be externally or internally, he’ll read you like a book and will fold you like one too.

and so as much as he wants to nip and tease your precious little neck or earlobe, or curl his fingers or flick his tongue in the area where it just feels so nice, he recognizes that an even better option is just barely touch it. perhaps he’ll situate himself right next to it, any more and he would be on that precious little area of yours that makes you let out sweet noises.

it makes you whine beyond measure, you tell him to stop it, to just get it over with. but what’s the rush? he’s not going anywhere and neither are you. he’ll promise to do you right soon, just let him take his time with you.

he would also be up for making you use your words or to get you to beg for what you want but the thing is, you don’t want anything from him, just for him to leave you the fuck alone so there’s really not much you can even ask for. you don’t care if he’s not putting it in, you don’t even want it there to begin with. the only way he can somewhat get you to beg (which he fully takes advantage of) is if you just really want to get this over with and lilia is taking his sweet ass time, you know this thing is not ending without him being inside you so you may just use your words to tell him to stop wasting time.

overall, he loves reducing you to a dumb little thing as you writhe and squirm underneath him. and you and him can be as loud as you want, the only reason why is thanks to one of his favorite spells of all time, the silencer spell; in which he casts it around the whole room before you two get into any action at all. the way your cries sound throughout the room is reserved for his ears and his ears only.

★) overstimulation

now, there are two parts of lilia when it comes to this. one part of lilia swears up and down he doesn’t mean to overstimulate you, he just has a lot of stamina and doesn’t account for the fact that you don’t in comparison, but the other part of him completely loves seeing you shake as you slur out that you’re sensitive or that it doesn’t feel good anymore due to your sensitivity.

remember how i mentioned how the first time you guys had sex was an act of politeness? this definitely can’t be any more truer here. the first time you two did it, he settled for one round with you and frankly it wasn’t even that long of a round either, he was satisfied for what had transpired for a first time. yet as you two continue to engage in more of these fun activities with one another, lilia definitely cuts back more and has you going on for more and more rounds.

the worst part? no matter how many or how long, lilia never really seems to be tired. as a nocturnal fae, he already is capable of staying up all night too, it’s like second nature to him. he doesn’t really engage in any sort of sexual things in the daytime besides lightly teasing you here and there but never fully committing because well, lilia just doesn’t really feel like himself during the day. you should see how much he struggles in pe, in the blaring heat? no way he’s getting any sort of exercise done! and also, he just really hates mornings as well, it’s such a pain having to wake up early which is why he cherishes weekends so you don’t have to worry about him initiating any sort of activity with you in the morning as well.

so yes, you two only have sex at night and it’s unfortunate for you because the night is where lilia feels like he’s at his best and most active state of mind and body. which means that, it’s not anytime soon that lilia is going to feel tired when he’s fucking you. it also just doesn’t help that he’s a war veteran as well. sure he may be retired and yes he’s older, but that doesn’t mean he’s grown weak, he’s still quick on his feet as ever.

it’s because of his overwhelming strength and stamina that well, lilia really has no need for breaks. and he kinda likes seeing how you’re so obviously the opposite of him. “you’re really tired after that little? how adorable.” before the mind numbing feeling of him rocking his hips into yours starts back up again.

if he’s really feeling mean, he might even have you in positions where you’re forced to use your arms or legs to hold yourself up right, and it’s impossible to do so when your entire body feels so wobbly. of course, lilia has no problem holding you up properly to keep on going, it’s just funny watching you barely be able to keep up.

a nice part of overstimulation is how reactive you become. he likes the panic and confusion on your face when you realize he’s no where near from being finished even when he just came. did you really think he would stop there? it’s also just such a cute sight to see how you’re frantically squirming, trying to get him off of you, it’s bonus points for him when he literally holds you down so you can’t move either and you just have to take it. the only thing you can do is just sob out to him.

you can whine how sensitive you are, you can say it doesn’t feel good and trust me, he knows. that’s why he’s doing it, but it doesn’t take long before he’s bringing you to your climax once more.

another form of overstimulation that he does is just playing with you like you’re a toy. his dick thrusting into you, one hand fondling your chest while his other is behind your back and forcing you to press yourself into him while his mouth attacks your collarbone area. the power it gives to him and the sensations it gives to you are all just so much.

an honorable mention would be to talk about the opposite of overstimulation, edging. does he do it? from time to time, mainly just to piss you off and to even make you beg because again, sometimes you just want this to be over with and you know lilia isn’t going to wrap it up until both you and him have reached your peak at least once and the asshole in front of you is literally pushing you on the brink of climaxing only to just come to an immediate halt.

the stopping of it all also gives you some whiplash as well, to which he enjoys seeing how you’re so caught off guard. but if i’m being honest, i can’t really see lilia making edging a daily occurrence because sometimes he just flat out forgets it exists. overstimulation is just far much easier and like second nature to him as well. he can go on for multiple rounds and he’s exceptionally great at making you feel good as well, it’s only natural that you’ll be cumming multiple times instead of just barely.

but once in a while, he may think about it and he may do it to which you’re caught off guard by it a lot. the reactions and noises you give him are very amusing to him, he doesn’t know why he doesn’t do it more often.

★) restraining your movements

in case you haven’t noticed it being mentioned multiple times, lilia enjoys restraining your movements. it also just serves as a nice way to just flood your senses as well; you want to desperately cling or grip onto something and well, you can’t. some common forms of him doing so are holding you down or tying you up.

he doesn’t tie your entire body, just simple areas like making sure you can’t move your wrists as your arms hang above your head. he’s also just particularly fond of the expressions you give to him while you’re beneath him, you could give him a mean glare or you could look shy and nervous. either way, he loves it. he’s also found out that your body becomes more reactive when you’re restrained, you squirm and writhe more often which he just finds adorable! there’s also just not many other options then to just lay there so often times your brain is focusing more intently on the pleasure you’re feeling as well.

some other forms of restriction he places onto you are blindfolding you and stuffing things into your mouth; specifically, your own shirt.

lilia loves the blindfold because it also adds to the sensation overload you’re experiencing in your entire body, and also, he just knows it scares you quite a bit. as much as you hate looking at him, you didn’t realize how nerve wracking it could get to have no idea what lilia is doing. everything he does is completely unexpected like perhaps randomly deciding to add another finger into your hole, needless to say, you jolt and squirm way more often which only earns a laugh out of him in response.

now, lilia also loves the sounds you make, your screams are way better than the screams his favorite bands make! however, occasionally, he may just gag you on something just for fun.

gags just reduce you to a more helpless thing than you already are, it’s hard to spew insults out at someone when there’s something in your mouth that’s making you choke on your words to the point where you’re incomprehensible. lilia just thinks with how much you’re trying to talk, you must be really passionate!

he also ties up your ankles as well to keep them from closing which he loves and you hate. you think at a lot of sensations lilia gives you, your first reaction is to immediately try to close your legs shut as a way to kick him out of you. and if not that, then you can’t even have your legs remain open after a while because of how much they feel so shaky and wobbly.

what better solution than to just force your legs open? one less thing you can move, one less thing to worry about on your end. lilia is just so caring like that.

overall, there’s just not much to say about this, tying you up is just a fun little thing he likes to include in the bedroom! what’s to hate about it? it’s a pretty sight for him and you feel much more pleasure on your end.

♡ 8) how would he take care of you after the fact? what aftercare does he do?

lilia can get pretty intense during the act and he is able to realize this. therefore, he deems it only necessary that it’s a bare minimum for him to make aftercare just as important as any other step of having sex with you.

if he has you tied up or gagged he will immediately undo that, then, he will treat to any marks he’s left on you, ridding you of any saliva and blood drops off of your body. it’s because of all the overstimulation and intensity you just endured for round after round that you have no energy to fight it, not that it would be a smart choice to resist against him trying to keep you safe and healthy anyway. as a result, you just let him do what he needs to do.

you’re way too spent out, the most you can do is regulate your breathing as you stare up at the ceiling. lilia never asks you to lift any of your body parts for him so he can inspect and clean it; he does it himself and is able to hold it there for as long as he needs, another reminder of the strength he possesses.

usually, this part is pretty silent for the most part. he’s too busy focusing on you and you’re too tired to say anything. besides, anything he does say earns a glare from you to which he chuckles at. hey, it’s not his fault that he thinks your dazed out face as you bask in the afterglow of sex is such a pretty sight! besides, those marks look so good on you.

now, i havent read up about the room structure of NRC dorms, and so i like to believe that its only the rooms of housewardens that have their own personal bathrooms. its already confirmed they get the largest room in the dormitory, it surely has to come with a bathroom.

unfortunately for the both of you, lilia is not a housewarden, and he definitely doesn’t plan to barge into malleus’s room with a naked you in arms as he asks to allow the two of you to use his bath. could you even imagine??

as a result, lilia has to do aftercare a bit more carefully. he can already handle treating any marks or bruises he’s left on you pretty easily, he has wipes and disinfectants on standby, things he just merely has in his drawers. the careful part that comes into this is well, if you want to take a bath to freshen up.

he’s already cleaned you up as much as he can, and he does do a great job of doing so yet if you truly insist, then he can teleport the two of you to the dormitory washrooms and run you a shower together and yes, you have to shower with him. but it’s not too bad, again, you’re too tired and baths aren’t a thing in the shared facilities, only showers so at least you have lilia here to hold you up right, he can carry you too if you want, it’s really not that big of a deal.

usually, it’s in the dead of night so you two are the only ones there yet if for whatever reason, you’re in the middle of showering and someone also comes in and decides they wanted to shower at so late in the night well, lilia can pick up on it. in fact, he can usually detect their footsteps even when they’re far away.

while yes, diasomnia does house students who are also pretty active at night, a lot of the times, they just remain in their rooms as to not make noise in the hallways for others, it’s only common courtesy. thus, when someone is walking in the quiet hallways, lilia’s keen ears pick up on it pretty quickly so if needed, he can end the shower, dry you off and teleport you back.

once that is done, the next step is to of course get your clothes back on. while lilia doesn’t mind naked cuddles, he knows you certainly prefer to see yourself and him with your respective clothing on and so thus he gets you dressed back up for him. if your shirt did get a bit ruined because he per chance stuffed it into you, he can always lend you one of his own. but if his shirts either don’t fit you and you really need one, he could just teleport over to ramshackle and bring you back one of your own.

oh yeah, speaking of teleportation, it’s really one of the most useful tools he uses for aftercare. if you need water or a snack (specifically one that doesn’t require him to cook for you), then just say the word. lilia literally becomes your personal butler for you and he doesn’t mind, again, he feels it’s the least that he owes you.

if there’s nothing else to be done and nothing else you want, then safe to say you’re pretty tuckered out. it’s only a few moments later that you’ve then drifted off into sleep, lilia can only plant a kiss to your forehead as he wishes for your dreams to treat you well.

lilia either stays up and enjoys the peace, you’ve never really seen himself get tired after the multiple rounds you endured, in fact, even during aftercare he still has so much energy left. or he may decide that there really is nothing he can do to pass the time that won’t directly disturb your sleep, as a result, he’ll just have his eyes close and force himself to try and fall asleep. eventually, it does work and with an arm wrapped around you, you’re both sound asleep.

♡ 9) is he more dominant during the act or would he rather have you dominate him?

you are going to see this happen a lot with other yanderes as well, but one of the many reasons why lilia leads you throughout the devils tango is simply because you don’t like him. i mean, that is fair, again, he’s done some irreversible damage to your life and you become horrified of him when you see him angry at you. well, assuming you can ever get him angry in the first place.

dominating someone or leading them throughout the act requires the initiative, and well, why would you ever want to initiate something like that with him? because that would then lead to the implication that you do want to fuck him.

and so as a result, lilia takes the initiative instead and is usually the one controlling what happens in the bedroom. however, it would be a lie to say that lilia isn’t open to being on the receiving end of things. he doesn’t mind being the one who gives and gives to you, in fact he loves it, it’s just, think of how fun it would be if the roles were maybe switched.

it would definitely be something new and well, who doesn’t like trying new things? except, he just wouldn’t be able to convince you even if he tried, you certainly are stubborn.

lilia won’t ever admit this but he does secretly fantasize about if one day you snapped and just proceeded to hate fuck him. maybe his words were too much for you and the only way you can get him to shut up is to shove his head into the sheets. doesn’t that sound absolutely tantalizing?

there are some cases where lilia won’t tie you up or gag you just so he can experience such cases of you accidentally dominating him aka retaliating, maybe by harshly biting him, pinching him, degrading him, trying to smack him, etc. again, lilia would never tell you this because the moment you find out he’s secretly into it, he knows you would never do it again. yet lilia can’t help but slip up and make some noises in response to you trying to overpower him in your own way.

for reasons also mentioned before, some positions never really make an appearance in the bedroom such as cowgirl. simply because, you would never do anything to imply that you actually want this. lilia kinda just has to take your hips and fuck himself into you instead which looks really desperate of him, no?

there are some yanderes who would want to only dominate and not even think about being on the receiving end of anything, and lilia understands that but again, if you ever wanted to try to take charge.. he wouldn’t stop you.

unfortunately for him, unless a miracle falls upon him, he doesn’t think that would ever happen. which does suck, think of how euphoric it would feel — but again, lilia is happy either way. he feels good, he certainly knows you feel good, and what more can he want. he’s a pretty satisfied man.

but again, if you ever want to..—

♡ 10) anything that makes him different from other yanderes? how open is he to trying other stuff with you/any suggestions you may have for him?

he doesn’t blame you if you don’t want to talk about what you personally enjoy, he already understands you barely want to talk to him as it is. he also understands that these types of conversations require vulnerability and trust that the person you’re opening up to won’t judge or shame you and well, why would you ever want to be vulnerable with him.

but if on the off chance, you actually do engage and tell lilia about what you’re into or what you would want him to change to make it more enjoyable for you, then you’ll discover that lilia is the type of guy where if you like something, he loves it.

there are some yanderes who would look at you as if you just kicked someone down the stairs in front of them, because they truly question if what you’re into even relates to sex at all. how could you get off on that? so naturally, they’re pretty hands off when it comes to taking any other preferences or suggestions from you, what they enjoy and what they’re into will be what happens in the bedroom and there’s no way you can change that.

luckily, lilia isn’t that type of person. if there’s anything you want to try out, then just say it. even if you don’t want to open up, then lilia will try to find out anyways as he’s always paying close attention to your reactions and other sounds you make. if he notices how your heart skips a beat or how you’re way more reactive to a certain thing than you are with other things, then prepare yourself because lilia will get so fucking annoying.

if anything, you may actually want to hide things from lilia because of how open he is because once he finds out directly or indirectly, then he will abuse it so hard. he’ll even find a way to incorporate it into some other stuff he already does, kinda similar to his double or triple combos that flashes on his screen whenever he’s gaming.

point is, you can throw almost anything at him and he would be up for it, no questions asked. lilia has lived for over several hundreds of years, general x soldier play won’t scare him off.

if on the other side, you’re trying to open up to him about what he already does, then his reaction may be different. for example, he’s a huge biter, he loves it. but if you were to tell him that you really don’t like it, maybe because your pain tolerance is in the negatives and it doesn’t feel good no matter what other pleasurable thing he’s doing, then he may feel a little stumped.

obviously he doesn’t want to have a bad reaction to you telling him this, he cherishes any moment when you’re opening up to him about anything and doesn’t want to discourage you from continuing to open up.

it’s just, he really enjoys it. but if you truly don’t, he may just think of an alternative that works for the both of you. he may just resort to sucking and nibbling on your skin instead of just full on chomping down harshly. he might sneak in a few bites here and there just to keep you on your toes, but he won’t overwhelm you with them.

but for now, he hopes that you never have any serious problem with what he does because he loves them! it’s what makes sex so fun to him! while he does understand the intimacy of these activities, a big important aspect of having sex to him is having fun and feeling good. he prefers it way more than simple missionary with some kisses here and there.

if you ever do, then lilia will try to improvise but until that ever comes, expect lilia to continue on as always.

And if there is one thing Malleus Draconia has desired selfishly in his long life, it is you. He cares very little for the details. Only that it is the wedding of your dreams and closes with your soul bound to his. 

He attends all planning meetings personally despite his schedule. He didn’t even do that for his coronation, so imagine how the consultants quake as they present their ideas to you with the king right there (A bit in his own head, only paying attention when you are stuck on a choice). He sits beside you during fabric selections, choosing the floral arrangements, signing invitations and virtually every task that he’d not think twice over if you weren’t there.

Insists on tasting desserts and all menu items. Remember the culinary crucible, dear? Oh, how it takes him back. Except now the head patiessiere nearly pees their trousers when he comments on the cake being a bit dry. Honestly. Do these people think he is a monster? 

Across the entire process, he listens carefully to all your comments. The last thing he wants is a choice being swayed because someone devalued your opinion. Nevermind He can be a monster. 

“You’ve glanced at the tulips thrice since the floral samples were brought out, and yet you were quick to agree on roses. Speak up, dearest. Otherwise I shall do it for you.”

Since you have no parents for him to formally ask, Malleus quietly seeks out Grim for your hand instead.

Which … becomes one of the single most confusing moments of Grim’s life. It’s not every day that the big honcho fae bends his head to a direbeast. 

“Grim,” Malleus says, calm and with careful approach, “I would like your permission to marry your companion.” Grim squints at him, puffing up. “And what do I get outta it?” Malleus blinks once. “My gratitude.” “Ain’t enough. What else ya got?” The dragon prince smiles, thin and dangerous in the most charming way. “Do not become greedy, little beast.” Grim immediately straightens, his tail tucked down as his voice wobbles. “...Y-you got it, Your Highness.” 

His initial fear does not dampen Grim’s ego. He tries to milk the situation for everything it’s worth and Malleus allows it. While amusing, the matter is taken seriously. Grim is like your child, in a way. He sure demands your attention like one. 

“I WANT TUNA. PREMIUM TUNA. NONE OF THAT CHEAP CANNED STUFF.” Grim slaps a list of demands on the tabletop, written in barely legible catscratch.  “You bargain boldly for someone so small.”  “YEAH, WELL YOU WANNA MARRY MY HENCHMAN OR NOT?”  

Needless to say that the entire royal guard is horrified to see this beast with fangs bigger than its mouth riding the coat tails of their king. Yet Grim gets everything he wants and pushes the boundary…until he puts in an absurd dowry request and the tap runs dry. 

“No, you may not have partial ownership over the royal treasury.”  “Eh, worth a shot. Can ya blame a guy?” 

The wedding aesthetic is gothic fae, set in Briar Palace with the reception in the main ballroom. 

Endless cathedral arches woven with glowing thorned roses, black candles floating in midair, silver tableware engraved with ancient draconic blessings.

Massive stained glass windows depicting Briar Valley’s royal lineage. Soon your story will earn a place there. 

Music played by a live orchestra for guests to dance — haunting violin melodies mixed with deep choral hymns that vibrate through the palace halls. Only the best in the country.

Your attire is custom-made by royal tailors over several months. Every inch is hand embroidered with protective enchantments woven subtly into the fabric by court mages. For this ceremony, you are given his mother’s crown. As this is the day you become queen. 

Malleus’s ceremonial robes are breathtakingly regal, made of of black silks with dragon scaled embroidered motifs. A high collar that reaches his throat, silver accents, and atop his head an obsidian crown set with emeralds that frame his horns. 

The train of his cloak is so long that attendants have to carry it behind him.

Yet somehow, none of all that adorns him compares to the expression on his face when he sees you.

The ceremony takes place within the palace’s grand cathedral garden at twilight.Briar Valley’s sky glows violet-blue overhead while thousands of floating lanterns illuminate the marble pathways.You are kept separate from Malleus until the ceremony begins due to ancient tradition.

It nearly kills him. Malleus is NOT a patient man once the clock begins to tick with him at the altar. 

Lilia thinks it is hysterical. Of course he does. Being the one to give you away, he’s already seen you many times. He does not understand Malleus’ pain. 

“You’ve waited decades to fall in love, years for her hand, and now you cannot survive a mere six hours?” “I am considering abolishing this custom permanently. For now, I need to temper myself. Not another word.”

When the cathedral doors finally open, every conversation dies instantly.

Malleus turns.

He had expected beauty. He had expected to be moved. He had not expected to feel his mind go quiet. You look so radiant that it becomes almost unbearable to be patient. His expression is composed, because it always is — but the possessive warmth in his eyes gives him away instantly.

He is thinking, very simply, that you look like you were always meant to stand beside him. 

Ethereal.

Untouchable.

His.

The possessiveness that floods his chest is immediate and almost frightening in intensity. He needs the priest to speak faster. He needs everyone to be quiet so he can hear your steps coming closer. Time has never felt so agonizingly slow. 

In his vows, Malleus does not speak lightly when he promises himself to you. Every word feels deliberate, chosen with care, like he is laying down a sacred vow even though he’s making up his speech on the spot. 

He promises not just devotion, but presence. Protection. A future that is no longer measured in solitude. 

“I have lived long enough to know that many things can be admired from a distance,” he says, eyes never leaving yours. “You are not one of them. You are the center of my world, the home I return to, the future I choose.” His gloved thumb brushes your knuckles. “I swear to stand beside you in joy and in ruin, in quiet and in raging storms, for as long as this heart of mine still beats.” A beat barely passes before his tone lowers, just between you both. “And if it should ever fail, I will still find my way to you, my one and only love.” 

When he kisses you, it contains all he’s been stowing away since the day began.

For one impossible second, it is as if the entire kingdom vanishes and there is only you, warm in his arms, and the knowledge that this is real. That you are his husband or wife or spouse in the eyes of the world now, but more than that — you are his in every way that matters. 

Then the party begins. 

There is no such thing as subtlety here. The palace opens up into a night of music, dancing, feasting, and enchanted lanterns drifting into the air like captured stars. Guests from Briar Valley mingle with the students and friends you brought from Night Raven, and for once Malleus looks utterly content to simply watch you move through the room, smiling at people, laughing, glowing under the attention. 

Speaking of dancing - It's a tad intimidating for Malleus to dance with his grandmother during the mother/son portion, but all the more worth it to see you spun around by Lilia. Not only did the elder bat step in as the one to give you away before, but as your guardian.

When it’s time to cut the cake – which, to note, is a towering sight meant to feed hundreds – you do not smash the cake into his face, but you do smear a little icing on his cheek, and the entire room collectively freezes for one horrifying second because ‘human dare’? Surely there are some noblemen that don’t know Malleus well who expect divorce right there. How foolish of them, really. 

Malleus only laughs, low and delighted, and calmly eats the icing off his cheek. He doesn’t return the favor, but a few flustering words are exchanged between the couple that guests aren’t privy to. 

There is no garter tradition. Absolutely not. Not if he has any say in it. The concept of another man reaching for your leg on your wedding day is not something Malleus is willing to entertain, no matter how ceremonial anyone claims it is. The answer is a very polite, very final no. 

At the height of the party, he listens to toasts offered by those closest to you both and lets the evening simmer before offering the closing note in his own words. 

When he stands, glass raised and a presence that quiets the crowds, he finds it in himself to indulge in all who’ve gathered beyond your little happy bubble. 

“Tonight,” Malleus says, lifting his glass, “I am reminded that even the longest roads may lead somewhere wondrous.” His gaze turns to you, and everything else fades. “I thank you all for bearing witness to this day, and I thank fate for bringing me to one who makes eternity feel short.” A faint smile touches his mouth. “To my beloved — may your every dawn be bright, and may you never doubt that you are cherished beyond measure. To us.” 

The following day, you’re together on the route to the Scalding Sands. 

It is not just a getaway; it is a return. Memories of walking the streets of Silk City and tinkering with which souvenirs to bring home. How liberating it was. He enjoys the trip there almost as much as the stay itself, because it carries the memory of you both as students — younger, less certain of each other, but already orbiting one another in ways neither of you could fully explain at the time. He wants to recreate that feeling, but now with no distance between you at all. 

He arranges a secluded stay where your status can go unrecognized where you can enjoy the novelty, the food, the stars, and the quiet without interruption. There are evening walks, private dinners, and long moments where he simply sits with you, listening to you talk about anything and everything while the desert wind carries you both above the weight of life. 

Afterward, you settle in Briar Valley. Now King and Queen. Yet more importantly, now a family. The living quarters no longer feel like a place he inhabits through birthright. Because the truth of it, in his mind? Is that the palace was never home until you arrived. 

Your wedding isn’t a spectacle. If anything, it’s an elopement…but a pre-planned elopement? Certainly not a whim. After all, he’d proposed in the past. It’s just that the matter of setting a date never came…until now. No better time than the present, no?

Lilia could make it into a grand spectacle if he wanted to. He has the connections, the charm, and more than enough history to justify anything from a moonlit courtly affair to a hundred-dragon parade. But when it comes to marrying you, he does not see the point in making it bigger than the love itself.

To him, the important part is not the crowd. It is the fact that it is you. So the wedding becomes something small, sweet, and quiet — a decision made with a smile and no unnecessary fuss. Just a gut feeling and enough coin in his back pocket to make something special. 

It happens barely a year after you graduate from Night Raven, while Lilia is still getting his teaching license and you’re out finding what role you want in life. No hurry about it, either.

You, Lilia, Grim, and Silver are on what is supposed to be a ‘family’ vacation (sans. two very miffed gentlemen stuck doing their work back home)  to the Land of the Red Dragon; and somewhere between sightseeing, trying novelties, and Lilia deciding the moment feels right, the “trip” becomes an impromptu wedding. No warning. No giant announcement. Just a very casual, whimsical decision that leaves everyone else scrambling to catch up (yourself included).

“Ah…all the views in this city would make lovely wedding venue options, don’t you agree? Aha! I’m glad to hear it! Let’s be off then!” Before you can blink twice, he’s snatched you by the wrist and begun prattling on to a shopkeep about purchasing a bouquet of wildflowers. 

He is delighted by the prospect. You’re only half-surprised because, honestly,he’s always pulling last-second surprises like this. 

The ceremony is put together in less than a day. Somewhere scenic, private, and beautiful in that understated way Lilia loves — maybe beside a quiet shrine, maybe in a garden with trees hanging heavy with blossoms, maybe on a playhouse terrace where the wind moves through fairy lights and the moonlight catches your wedding bands. No priest. No one in attendance, really, other than yourselves. Silver and Grim are off souvenir shopping and will be back just in time for dinner.

It feels simple, but not empty. It's intimate, like the world alone has been given the privilege of watching something precious happen. One of the softer moments in an old general’s life. 

Cool lilac and plum florals, woven ribbons, warm wood cradling your wings, a crumpled linen cloth under your feet., fresh greenery tucked behind your ear and in his breastpocket, and a small spread set with local dishes. Ordered from the restaurant you’d eaten at the night prior, even though Lilia tried his darndest to gain access to your lodgings kitchen. 

Your clothes are rented from a local tailor as well. Nothing extravagant or fancy. In truth, Lilia would have been satisfied getting married in the cleanest article in his suitcase. Yet the thought of seeing you in a rented Qipao was too tempting. Silver lets you borrow his blue handkerchief to fill three of the superstition requirements (old, blue, and borrowed). You buy a cheap cosmetic cubic zirconia tiara for something new. Lilia takes great pleasure in setting the gaudy thing on your head, encouraging you to play princess for the night. 

When you step out from the changing booth, his lips pull on reflex. It’s been six-hundred-some years since his fangs felt too big for his mouth. 

Not because he is surprised — he already knew you would look ravishing — but because seeing you there, ready to become his, hits him in that little, devastating place in his chest where he keeps all his most precious memories tucked away safely.

Lilia is playful by nature, but this moment strips that away just enough to show how deeply he feels it. You are radiant. You are real. And you are standing there about to choose him over and over again. 

For a moment, he thinks of how fortunate he truly is. He has seven hundred years of memories. He is about to create more. There are many men he led to their deaths, who did not get to experience a fraction of what life had to offer beyond their blades and camaraderie. 

Now, give him a twirl? Great. Now a kiss, maybe three. 

“Ohhoho,” he chuckles while hovering circles around you, right before flipping upside down and stealing a nip at your nose. “There you are, dove! I was wondering when you would arrive and ruin my composure.” Magenta eyes glint cheekily when you ask, “You had composure to begin with?” He takes your chin between thumb and index, shamelessly admiring you from head to toe. “A little,” his finger pinch with a millimeter left between them,” Yet you have stolen it from me, you minx.” 

That night, standing arm in arm, he slides your wedding ring into place and holds your hand in both his own. Here, in this faraway land, there are no bounds. Only two people, choosing to go through time together. 

“I have wandered a great many roads,” he says, eyes glimmering on you, “and I have learned that the prettiest ones are not always the easiest. They are often an illusion.” A soft smile touches his mouth as he slips the ring over your finger. “But you? You make every path worth following.Should this be a trance, it is one I never intend to wake from.” He folds his palm over yours and offers you his bare finger in turn. “I vow to laugh with you, to guard your heart when you are tired, more so when you are full with life, and to keep choosing you come every sunrise and to lay with you each sunset. ” 

When he kisses you, it is but a brush. The complete opposite of his usual passion and cheeky excitement. There is a sweetness to it that feels almost unfair, because it is also full of decades’ worth of feeling he has never once rushed. In that moment, he is thinking about how lucky he is, yes — but more than that, how amused he is that something so simple could make his whole life feel rounded..

Now…back at home, there are two very displeased fae. The king of Briar Valley has done well to temper his emotions since being crowned, and yet thunder rained from the heavens the night your family vacation ended. Not only did he miss an adventure to the Land of The Red Dragon, but the wedding between his father-figure and best friend? 

Mm. Yes. Malleus is happy for you two loves, but step aside. Give him an evening to simmer because he’s been planning what gift to give you both since the engagement and now it is ruined. 

Sebek is no better. Congratulations are in order, but they’re spoken through grit teeth and blazing jealousy that both Silver and Grim got to partake in the merriment first 

Needless to say, a reception is held back at your home in Briar forest. The small cottage you share with Lilia becomes quite the crowded hub. 

It is intimate and warm and full of familiar faces both new and old. The cottage becomes the heart of it all, with blue torchlight in the trees, mismatched lawn chairs brought out for guests, little plates of finger food shared between friends, and decorations that look like they were gathered from the forest itself. Which…they were. Acorn strands, floral adornment from your garden, etc. Nothing you both did not already own. 

Lilia…bless his heart, tries to make the wedding cake himself. You stop him before he can. Firmly. Lovingly. Because yes, you trust his intentions, but you are not entirely sure you trust a Lilia Vanrouge wedding cake to be…edible. It’s bad enough that you’ve had to replace the oven twice since moving in together. 

“Lilia…darling, why don’t we order from Clover Bakery? Trey already sent an RSVP and I do love their honeycomb cake. This is a special day, why not let someone else do the labor?”  Lilia, knuckle deep in what you think is squid-ink icing, looks at you before grabbing a random bottle off the spice rack and dumping a third of the contents.  “Nonsense! A handmade cake is precisely what our wedding needs. It shows how grateful we are for our guests sharing in the merriment!”  “Ah…haha,” you can only nod and begin to think of ways his cake can be hidden from the guests, “you make a fair point. Uhm. How about we do both? The more the better, right?”  "Good thinking!"

Your first dance together is suave and a bit all over the place. He tries to cast a little levitation spell but his magic isn't quite what it used to be. What does warm his heart is Silver stepping in during the parent/child portion, as Lilia doesn't have a parent to join in for...reasons. Malleus wanted this honor with you, but it's Grim who takes the mantle. Although our beloved kitty does regret it during the trade off, when Lilia's spinning him in circles by his front paws and one slack grip from sending Grim right into the banquet table.

While the party is relatively relaxed and more akin to a reunion if anything else…he does take the time to offer a toast. Coincidentally after the cake was cut and people seemed to flock to the outskirts where they might feed the local wildlife. He stands with a glass in hand, looking far too pleased with himself for a man who just pulled off a surprise wedding. 

“Well,” Lilia says, lifting his glass with a grin, “this is rather wonderful, isn’t it? It would be far better if I could recognize your lovely faces, but alas. These eyes aren’t so sharp after a glass or six of wine.” A few people laugh. He lets them. “Thank you all for coming to celebrate the two of us, and for not fainting from shock when we decided to make this official in the middle of a family trip.” He turns toward you, and his smile softens into something far more tender. “To my dearest…thank you for choosing this path with me, even though you deserve every grand thing the world could offer. I promise to spend the rest of my life making sure you never regret it.” His eyes gleam. “Now, drink up! We are married...ah, but not too much. I fear the wildlife might have a bit too much fun should you all pass out drunk in the shrubbery, kehehe~ ” 

The following week? You’re both screaming in a wooden barrel down a waterfall in the Sunset Savannah. Just because the wedding occurred on vacation, does not mean you shouldn’t enjoy a proper honeymoon. 

Thrill rides, enormous slides, lazy rivers, wave pools, splash zones, and enough noise and color to make it feel like the most chaotic, exciting honeymoon imaginable. It is exactly the sort of place that lets Lilia be ridiculous in the best possible way. This time just the two of you. Hopefully Grim hasn’t burned the cottage down, but you both can worry about it later. 

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ SUIROU

ʚ affection: how do they show their love and affection? how intense would it get?

Suirou is a very passionate lover, even more so if he were to ever slip into a yandere mindset. He would absolutely become intense when showing you his affection, which would mostly be in the form of physical contact. If you refuse him of his affection, he guilt trips you

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ʚ jealousy do they get jealous? do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He does get jealous, however, he wouldn't show it outright, be it in public or in private. He may go straight to punishing you — and when asked why, he would make you discern the reason for this sudden change in demeanor. Another way to is to guilt trip you and make you feel as if you're in the wrong

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ʚ patience how patient are they with their darling?

Suirou is quite patient actually, more so than most yanderes. He tends to simply let you continue on with your disobedience, mentally adding it to a little list in his head throughout the weeks to come, using them as reasons to punish you when you least expect it

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ʚ xoanon how much would they revere or worship their darling? to what length would they go to win their darling over?

He had tried to win you over with his kind and polite nature, offering you help as he did many of the tengus at the mountain. In a way, he got you to rely on him and to seek him in times of trouble

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ʚ affection: how do they show their love and affection? how intense would it get?

He shows his affection through words or affirmation and gentle touches. He doesn't tend to get too intense with this however his affectionate words can sometimes have an underlying meaning depending on the situation that you find yourself in

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ʚ jealousy do they get jealous? do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Mikage doesn't typically get jealous, mostly because he has conditioned you in such a way that he knows you wouldn't dare try to leave him. In the rare case that he does become jealous, he wouldn't show it. And rather make you feel bad about it after by bringing it up later that day

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ʚ patience how patient are they with their darling?

He can be quite patient, however, that doesn't mean that he'll allow you to take advantage of his 'good nature'. If anything, he simply waits for the right moment to strike; catching you off-guard and making you regret every disobeying him in the first place — all whilst keeping that sickeningly tender smile upon his lips

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ʚ xoanon how much would they revere or worship their darling? to what length would they go to win their darling over?

On good days, Mikage shows you just as much awe and adoration as you do him. When he has tried to win you over he did so with his charm — obviously he knew just how much of a good reputation he had and used it fully his advantage, getting you to fall for him by letting his kind mask do all the work

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It seems he’s done this before, because he’s directing you and telling you exactly how to finger him open. At one point he shoos you away and does it himself. You aren’t terribly upset, the view is nice, there’s something so intimate and arousing about seeing how your partner pleasures himself.

He turns over and lays on his belly, lifting his hips to get onto his knees, presenting himself to you. Now you’re the one blushing.

“But, Bug, I want to see your face.” You pout, rutting your strap between his cheeks.

“Sh-shut up and do it.” He grumbles into the pillows. You know he’s eager, he’s red all the way to his shoulders, his cock rigid and leaking, body trembling when the dildo presses against his rim. He moans loudly as you slide into him, even if he tries to muffle it.

You slowly slide in and out, Buggy pants hard, the muscles in his back and thighs jumping whenever you push in to the hilt.

“Is it good, Captain?” You ask, teasing but genuine. You want to know, want to hear him. It was half the reason for doing this. You love how expressive he is during sex.

He nods quickly into his crossed arms, arching his back as if asking for more. You lean over him and pet back his hair, asking if he could say it for you. He shivers but complains “Just keep going, freak.”

You oblige, gripping his hips as you fuck him, gradually increasing your pace. He moans and curses into the pillows, into his arms, and you long to hear him fully. You reach forward and pull lightly at his long hair to encourage him to lift his head, wanting to hear him. He whimpers when you tug and you let go, afraid you hurt him.

Buggy reaches behind him to find your hand and brings it back to his head. You’re surprised at the quiet request for more, but you can’t deny your clown anything. You wrap his long blue hair around your hand and give an experimental tug, forcing his head back. He whines, loud now that he’s not hiding his face and your skin tingles in satisfaction.

You keep a firm grip on his hair and with your other hand hold onto his hip as you fuck him, his delicious cries and moans free to fill the air, to urge you onward.

“Please please please please please!” He’s begging and sobbing and you can’t help moaning along with him, your hips slapping hard against his ass. He cries out your name as his cock twitches violently, making a mess on the sheets below him.

You praise him, kissing his slick back. He flips over, pulling you into a sweaty hug, kissing you wherever his sticky lips can reach.

Mihawk:

He blinks slowly. And you blink back, like two cats having a secret conversation. 

“I’m amenable, but I have one request.” 

You nod for him to continue.

“I would like to be on top.” 

The slow blinking resumes. On top? He’s been above you, sure, but while he’s also the one receiving? You feel warm at the thought alone and nod quickly. “I agree to your terms.”

“Excellent.” He easily resumes his reading but you can no longer focus on your own book, too excited for the potential of seeing another side of Dracule Mihawk.

He does not disappoint. When he bares himself to you, you can see he already has a plug in, ready for you. You wish you could have done the fingering yourself, but you aren’t going to take his thoughtfulness for granted. He surprises you by guiding your hand between his legs, letting you pull out the plug. It is an unbelievably sensual experience, watching his pale cheeks brighten with color, his soft lips parting in a pleasured sigh as you slowly tug, those golden eyes dark with a hunger you’d only seen while on the other end.

He slicks up your fingers with lube and lets you play with him, slowly kissing you, tongues sliding over one another as you tease his rim. Seems you didn’t have to be disappointed at not getting to finger him after all.

Once he has you kiss-drunk he pushes you onto your back, kissing your neck, down your chest to sit on his knees before you, his cock stiff and eager. He strokes your dildo with a slick hand and for a fleeting moment you wish it was real, that you could feel the silicon cock as if it was your own.

You watch, enthralled, as he straddles you, holding the dildo in place as he sinks down, until his ass meets your pelvis. He lets out a sigh, something like relief and satisfaction. Slowly he rolls his hips, grinding on you, the hot drag of his hard cock over your abdomen its own teasing sensation.

He’s gorgeous, like an art piece come to life: all beautiful unmarred skin, firm tensing muscles, his face handsomely pinched in pleasure. You’re aroused and in awe, breathless despite not doing a lick of work. Then he starts bouncing, properly fucking himself on you and you have to bite your lip to stifle your moan. For a second time you wish you could feel the dildo. Even if you can’t, you still feel pleasure, arousal, lust, heat; he draws it from you so easily.

His hands rest on your thighs as he bounces and his head dips back, exposing the beautiful length of his throat, letting out a soft moan. You grip his thigh, hand darting out to stroke his cock. You need to see more from him, to pull out as much pleasure as you could.

He lets out another moan, and you feel hot from being the one to make him sound like that.

“You’re so beautiful. Lovely. Perfect.” You rasp, needing him to understand everything you felt.

He huffs, a sound between amusement and annoyance.

“Be quiet and make me cum.” He pants, not even bothering to look at you, his brows furrowed in concentration.

You let out a whimper, nodding profusely even though you’re sure he can’t see it. You stroke him the way you knows he likes, a tight ring around his head, and he cums over your hand and belly, letting out a trembling sigh, cock twitching and oozing as he catches his breath. Effortlessly he lifts himself up and sits down beside you, petting back your stray hairs, kissing you on the forehead.

“Let me return the favor.”

Crocodile:

He laughs, and you’re surprised at first, unsure what to make of his reaction. He takes a drag from his cigar and lets it out, leaning in close to you. “Hell. No.”

You knew it would be a hard sell for him. He does not trust easily, and based on his past relationships, he’s touchy about bottoming. You asked and got your answer, even if it is disappointing.

But over time you ease him into the idea that he could still be in control, could feel pleasure without the pain or humiliation he tied so deeply to anal. It started small, your thumb pressed against his rim while you sucked his cock, which turned into a lubricated finger, and then two, until it was the norm that you fingered him open while he was in your mouth.

He was wary when you suggested using a toy, something bigger and more direct than your much smaller fingers. But he allowed it. Just once. It was enough to prove your point. You had him cumming hard that night, the loudest you’d ever heard from him during an orgasm. 

He clearly surprised himself, trying to play down his reaction, but you could tell it had a lingering effect on him.

All of that hard work leads you to this moment; Crocodile on his back, legs spread as he lets you slowly thrust inside of him, his cock rigid and weeping, attempting (and failing) to suppress and bite off his moans. You feel insane with lust as you watch him, wishing you could properly share in the pleasure you were giving him. But for this moment alone you are eternally grateful. Sir Crocodile didn’t spread his legs for just anyone, and you had put in the work to finally earn it.

With two oiled hands you stroke his massive cock, rolling your hips to find the spot that you know will make him loud. It’s a bit of trial and error, harder to direct the dildo with only the harness and your hips instead of your hands, but you find it, and once you do, he doesn’t last long. He’s fighting so hard against his own reactions, his own body, but he’s no match for the pleasure you give him. He’s panting hard, cock dripping, body trembling as he tries to control himself. You want to make him feel like this all the time, want to give him everything, if only to see these moments that were for you alone.

A shout bursts out of him, body tensing from head to toe, cum shooting from his cock so hard it hits your chin. His orgasm is long, pulse after pulse of semen soaking your chest and hands until you’re sure you’ve milked him dry. He’s boneless on the bed, chest heaving, his face the most relaxed you’ve seen.