Naive Bodyguard

Independant RP Sideblog for Almaz from Disgaea

[selfproclaimedhero]

@solitaryoverlord

For the longest time Almaz had remained in his room to the point he didn’t even bother with getting off of his bed. These changes, down to the point he could even feel his bones splitting, growing, grinding against each other just to form whatever new appendage he had. His wings were still growing out some, the tail was practically complete but did not spare him the time of day with how damn sore it feels currently.

“Why does being a demon have to be so hard?”

Of course he’s been whining and the like for a long ass time. Who wouldn’t? By this point he could just feel his bones and shit going through some pretty weird things just to adjust to all this. Grinding, growing, just awful. Hell his fangs are giving him a damn horrid time too. He figured it’ll go away though. It should just pass on by, right?

The one thing he forgot to do though was inform Mao on this. Mao had wanted to keep up with every little development after all. But at the moment, his transformation was just as close to being complete as ever.

[solitaryoverlord]

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[selfproclaimedhero]

Watching Mao do something like this. He may have dominated him in every way, but he looks so adorable to him still. Almaz softly moaned his lover’s name as he tries to thrust against with his hip movements. All while feeling up his body, tempted to sit up so he could at least kiss him as well.

[solitaryoverlord]

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[selfproclaimedhero]

Almaz held onto Mao’s hips, blushing and lets out a small, low moan. This feeling, he could hardly wrap his head around it. He tried to thrust just a bit, feeling his inner walls clench around his erection. This pleasure alone had his tail lose it’s hold of Mao’s member.

[solitaryoverlord]

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[selfproclaimedhero]

He gently gripped on his hair as soon as they kissed. How it went from experimentation to this was a mystery to him. Sure Mao had done this before, but that was such a long time ago to him. This was almost new in a way.

Almaz leaned a little closer to Mao and licked over the edge of his ear before he answered, “Y-yes, I’m ready.” He then had his tail slowly wrap around Mao’s erection, stroking it at a slow pace.

[solitaryoverlord]

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[selfproclaimedhero]

One thing is for sure. He has gotten more aggressive with this kind of thing. Either because of Almaz or...perhaps other things he rather not assume. So instead he thought about his question. Becoming very curious on what he might do.

Slowly, his tail rubs up Mao's inner thigh as he gave him his answer,"M...my hands.."

[solitaryoverlord]

       [♥] The last time he had such control over the hero must’ve been over a year ago. In that year he’d shamefully admit he had become very reacquainted with his left hand. But his nails began to scrape down Almaz’s sides, not particularly hard but, enough to leave red marks down the path they took, until they reached Almaz’s boxers.

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[selfproclaimedhero]

This was weird in so many ways. Mostly the fact this hasn't happened for the longest time, really. He couldn't really do anything about it either, all he could do is lay there and watch. No matter how much he wanted to tug his boxers back up, or really to just kiss Mao again, he couldn't budge. He did struggle but only a bit, his blush becoming a rose color as he watches Mao.

His tail flicked side to side as he spoke, "Wh-what are you going to do..?" Why he was already starting to breathe so heavily would be somewhat obvious. These two had a very long break after all.

[solitaryoverlord]

       [♥] And a satisfied hum escaped the other, the tone practically leaking with lust and his usual excitement. That was just it, when wasn’t Mao worked up like this? Be it experiments, cruelty, or his lover being strapped to a table readied like a present. However, it wasn’t long before the other had hopped off the table for a moment, reaching into a drawer in a far corner of the table and placing a small bottle on the tray beside them. And within a few seconds he was back on the table, looming over the other.

”Then I’ll teach you exactly why you should never disobey me, Fake Hero!" 

       [♥] Nails dug into the other’s shoulder as he leaned down, his ears twitching for any signs of noise from the other as another harsh bite hit the Hero’s neck. That satisfying taste entered Mao’s mouth… even if he hadn’t punctured and tasted blood, Almaz’s skin always had a… pleasant flavour to it.

[selfproclaimedhero]

He nearly cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, his body trembling from how this was all playing out. It hurted, so very much obviously. The pain from his nails and the bite, it had him whimper. And yet it felt so good at the same time that those whimpers had a slight mixture of moans to it as well.

He struggled slightly, from both the pain and how bothered he was. He actually wanted more, he wanted for this to continue. Even his tail began to curl up a bit from this. If this could get him in this state he could only imagine how the rest of this would turn out.

[solitaryoverlord]

       [♥] It was a moment or two later that he had managed to subside his drooling long enough to climb up onto the table himself, leaning down over the Hero and sharply biting his neck. His tongue lashing out, ravaging the flesh his lips had captures and his teeth had so tightly clenched. His fangs had barely avoided not piercing the flesh, and two hands held the other’s arms, despite how useless it was. It was instinct, after all. 

       [♥] Once his head was lifted he looked down to the other with lustful eyes, drool beginning to drip down once again as he began to pant, hearing it pang against the metal beside the Hero; 

”That isn’t an answer. Don’t ignore me, Fake Hero, or would you rather me grab the scalpel again?”

[selfproclaimedhero]

A loud yelp escaped his lips as soon as he felt the pain. He could've sworn the other might've punctured his fangs right through. This feeling, even the pain from it, it had him blush still. He even began to moan slightly from it all. Why did this feel so good to him? Probably because, apparently, heroes are masochists. That's what Mao concluded anyway.

He exhaled a bit as Mao moved away, already blushing a lot from that small experience. His tail swaying side to side,

"I-I'm really for m..my lesson..L-Lord Mao.."

[solitaryoverlord]

       [♥] Once that pesky belt was removed and his pants were promptly pulled to his ankles he couldn’t help but chuckle, humiliated on Almaz’s behalf at the ‘Super Hero Aurum’ boxers the other had been wearing. Truly he should expect no less from the hero fanboy. 

”Now, Fake Hero… are you prepared to learn your lesson? Why you should never betray your Overlord?" 

       [♥] A sharp eye took in the sight of Almaz jerking about trying to remove his restraints. He could only wonder how long it would take Almaz to realize exactly what Mao had in mind.

[selfproclaimedhero]

He heard something gently plopped on the ground. Almaz finally did take a glance to realize what just happened. He went from being afraid and fearful to becoming flustered and even a little nervous still.

This is what Mao had in mind? Was the scalpel suppose to scare him earlier? Who cares, he just wondered what he'll end up doing now. From what he remembered long ago, he could only imagine this is going to end up with some kind of bondage.

"I-I.." He was practically at a loss for words. Unsure as to how to react to this, really.

[solitaryoverlord]

       [♥] That’s when it finally became clear to him, the discomfort he was feeling was that of arousal, not solely of scientific excitement. The pressure against his groin was only further evidence of that. So with a dark grin he spoke again, placing the scalpel to the side; 

”No, I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson. A true demon would never abandon his Overlord…" 

       [♥] And with that his hands shuffled down Almaz’s torso, beginning to fiddle with that pesky belt of his.

[selfproclaimedhero]

That grin certainly didn't help at all. He was even more uncomfortable, still under the impression that he was going to do something painful to him. He doesn't even want to think about what he might do to him.

He didn't really pay attention to his movements either. He was far too busy panicking and trying to get off his restraints.

[solitaryoverlord]

“Hmmm, hhnnahhh, it truly is rare to see a Hero in such a vulnerable position… I can hardly help drooling!" 

       [♥] It wasn’t long before the other had made his way to the other’s jacket shirt, sliding it up a ways and tracing the handle of the scalpel over Almaz’s torso, careful not to cut his own hand with the blade. 

”What to do with a helpless hero, though? I can’t say I don’t have a… few ideas.”

[selfproclaimedhero]

This was messed up--seriously it's not like he knew how Mao works with his experiments. Does he usually act like this or? Who cares, he just wanted out of this table. He trembled a bit and 'leaned' away from his lover as he tried to speak to him,

"I-I learned my lesson though--honestly!! Y-you don't have to do this"

[solitaryoverlord]

       [♥] There the Hero was, just as Mao said. Strapped to the table in his laboratory. His hands, his legs were shackled with metal restraints to prevent him from moving, and the dean stood over him, a scalpel in hand, drool dripping down his chin. He did say he’d perform a cruel vivisection once the Hero returned, and a demon never lies about cruelty. 

”So, Fake Hero… any final requests?" 

       [♥] Not as though Mao would listen to them. And it wasn’t until he had realized how vulnerable, how helpless the Hero was in his search on where to begin his incision, that he felt, strange. His panting grew more ragged, his glasses fogging over with the heat of his unsteady breath. 

”Mmmnh, it’s not everyday I see a Hero in such a position… especially not a Hero so… close, to me.”

[selfproclaimedhero]

Absolutely terrified on what he'll do, Almaz still tried to struggle out of his restraints, wriggling his wrists about to see if he could somehow slip out of the metal shackles.

"I-I said I was sorry! I even promised I wouldn't do that again!" He whimpered, struggling as much as he could.

Though as soon as his breaths became more ragged, he looked over at Mao, starting to notice he was acting a tad different. Well, just barely. "M-Mao?.."

[solitaryoverlord]

“That… that damn Fake Hero…" 

”No demon should be worrying about some pitiful ex-human, or some cracker box cutout hero… so why am I…?" 

”Dammit this wasn’t supposed to happen! Wh-when that damn Fake Hero gets back I swear I’m going to begin the most painful vivisection of my l-life…!”

”You hear that, Fake Hero!? You have an obligation to your Overlord! So come back already!!”

[selfproclaimedhero]

"M-Mao?"

A certain 'hero' uttered out. He didn't think what Flonne had told him was true. In fact, he honestly thought Mao was at least a little relieved to have the time to himself..why he believed this even he wasn't sure.

Of course he heard the rest of what he said, and honestly he is scared of said vivisection. Who wouldn't be? But at the same time he does know him well enough to know he's worried..hurt..so many emotions all because he left. How wonderful of a husband he is, huh?

"...I-I'm sorry I.."

[behindamaskofwings]

“Go obtain my peon, he wandered off quite some time ago and I’m unable to function. I can’t even experiment without knowing he’s around to try and stop me." 

       [♥] She grinned, beginning to laugh quite a bit, before saying through a smile;

”That’s what he said, I think he just can’t handle his little Fake Hero running around without him. He’s even offered to pay me quite a sum if I could find you.”

[selfproclaimedhero]

That....certainly sounded like Mao..still referring him as his peon or any other lowly title..

"I...just need some time alone is all. Some time to think. I've...hurt him after all.."

[behindamaskofwings]

“I was sent here to fetch a demon who’s lost his way~ I guess by those wings and that tail that’d be you! However…" 

”You’ve accused me of stealing, and my orders never said to bring you back alive. It was implied but, I suppose he can’t give me trouble if I bring him back a corpse.”

[selfproclaimedhero]

"Someone sent you here..?"

No, it can't be him. Besides, she already lied so much about the ring. How can one believe this may be true as well?

But she is a thief. If there is money or something involved they would do so at all cost. But who would send someone like her to do this? That had him somewhat scared.

[behindamaskofwings]

“Why would I take a wedding ring~? I’m here to spread love and kindness throuh the Netherworld! Stealing a wedding ring would do the opposite, wouldn’t it?" 

       [♥] She looked up once again, that sweet smile returning to her face. She wanted to see if she could talk the Hero down before drawing her bow. Despite being a thief she was still about love and kindness but, if inflicting a little hate got her a good haul, she’d go for it in a heartbeat.

[selfproclaimedhero]

"Yet that didn't stop you from taking mine." He said with a with a huff. "So why are you in the human world anyway? If you are so into bringing love and kindness into the Netherworld."

[behindamaskofwings]

“Proved you wrong? But Mr Hero, I was joking~" 

       [♥] She had put on her best smile, her cheeks practically glowing with genuine sweetness and care. But, of course, it was all a show. Her hand behind her back had clenched into a fist, and the moment she heard the other’s accusation her face darkened immediately; 

”W-wait, Mr Fake Hero… you aren’t accusing an angel like me of stealing, are you?”

[selfproclaimedhero]

"Pretty sure I'm not the only one who has, Flonne.."

By the way she looks, he may as well get ready for some sort of battle. He wasn't sure, besides this Flonne isn't anything like the one he had seen before. An angel who was so obsessive with love and all.