Here’s your other disaster present @my-sinful-academia. Happy birthday! I’ll absolutely write you something else if you’d like because oh boy. It was supposed to be smut and that definitely did not happen.
Krory:
Krory’s vision was a vivid red as he drained the last akuma in the area, leaving it an empty husk before it turned to dust. In seconds he was kneeling by your side where you were slumped against the wall. He could barely muster any care for the innocence he had pocketed early when you were in danger.
The akuma had just barely scratched you. Thankfully Krory had attacked it just in time so you managed to avoid the full power of its attack which would have undoubtedly killed you. However, even the tiniest wound was enough to poison you. Already he could tell that the black stars were beginning to appear on your thigh where the blood bullet had skimmed you.
Krory didn’t hesitate, didn’t even think about it, as he pulled down your trousers and nearly ripped them off in the process. He sunk his fangs down on the flesh of your thigh, sucking the poisonous blood from the wound until the black stars had disappeared from your skin. The only thing left was the graze of the bullet and the new puncture wounds left by Krory’s fangs.
Finally he looked up to see your face, to make sure that you were mentally okay as well. It was always a horrifying feeling to know you were minutes away from death. However, he was surprised to find you staring at him with pure, unadulterated desire. If he hadn’t just drained part of your own blood, he was sure you might even be blushing. The faintest pink dusted across your cheeks as you looked down at him between your legs, your pants hanging loosely around your ankles and underwear fully revealed.
If Krory’s golem hadn’t been destroyed by the golem this situation would have been very awkward for anyone seeing the footage back at headquarters.
It took a lot of self restraint not to take you right there with the way you looked at him. Someone else could easily come upon the two of you. Even in the darkness of the night it wouldn’t be hard to tell what the two of you were doing if someone was really paying attention especially with the moon shining in the sky. Besides, you had almost just died. As your lover he felt the strong need to comfort you above all else.
Then you pulled him down by the collar of his shirt, lips smashing against his desperately. Once again you shocked him, but he didn’t let that get in the way. Part of him was incredibly thankful for that boost of confidence he was given when his innocence was activated. Still it remained active from that last bit of Akuma blood he sucked from your wound.
Adrenaline coursed through both of your veins both from desire and the near death experience which certainly wasn’t keeping your head very clear at the moment.
All you could think about was how damn lucky you were. As a finder for the Black Order, you were far from protected or able to fight for yourself. It was a miracle you had managed to survive an attack when so many of your friends and peers had perished going through similar missions as this one. You couldn’t have been more grateful to have such a gentle, loving, kind hearted and protective lover such as Kory. It didn’t matter how long you waited for him, staying by his side as a friend. It didn’t matter how long it took for him to realize he loved you too. All that mattered was that he was by your side and he’d do anything to keep you by his side too no matter what it took.
“I love you,” the words slipped out of your mouth just as the tears began sliding down your face. “I love you so much,” you repeated the words with each kiss you pressed against his face.
Krory clung to you in return, gently kissing your forehead and wiping away your tears. After a long moment of holding each other and calming down, he finally helped you stand up and attempted to help pull your pants up. In the end you laughed at his fumbling.
“Normally a boyfriend would be pulling them down, not trying to put them back on their significant other,” you tease him, tugging them up yourself and redoing the button at the top.
“I’d be happy to do that later when I have you safe at home,” he smiles, letting you lean on him as the two of you walk back to the train station. They’d have to call someone at headquarters the normal way to let them know they were coming home and the mission had been a success.
