You were always so patient and kind to him despite his title as Demon of Vyrantium, him being an abomination, just a kill for hire, you always treated him with humanity. Something Lucanis hasn’t felt many times.

He denied himself the fantasy of you possibly liking him the way the liked you. You flirted with him and gifted him the wyvern dagger, check up on him regularly, but how would someone like you be interested in him?

But after you disappeared into the Fade, after every attempt at finding you, every time Emmrich and Bellara failed again to locate you, with every cup of coffee chugged down his throat and with every minute he spends longer on the green couch in your bedroom his mind was more and more plagued by regrets.

Why didn’t he lean in for the kiss, why was he never brave enough to risk it all, why wasn’t he the one trapped in the Fade? Why you? Why, why, why?

Oh how much he loves you, good you are to him. How can he possibly live on without you, without you making him feel like a foolish boy crushing on a girl, nothing more than a simple person and not an abomination, first Talon, mage killer and whatever other titles were pushed onto him.

Lucanis buried his face in your neck to hide his humiliating crying face since he was still completely inside you. His hands steadily wrap around your waist to pull you even closer than you already are, his lips finding your skin over and over again to remind himself you are here, you are with him.

Your hand cupping his face to lift him away from your shoulder grounds him in reality, your hooded eyes and quivering smile making him feel like he’s about to cum without a single thrust.

“M-Mierda. I love you. I love you so much…”