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When you first came to them, clutching the fabric of your shirt, with puffy eyes and an almost angelic look on your face, Two Time was ready to get on their knees and ruin anyone who had dared to disturb you. However before they could say anything, you moved faster, practically throwing yourself onto their lap.
With a sob you asked them where they had been, not caring too much about his answer as you complained about how lonely it was without them and how much you had missed them. They could tell something was wrong, while affection was common between you two, it was rare for them to see you like this, all needy and clingy. The way you gripped onto them would’ve suggested that he was a soldier who had just come back from war.
But Two Time wasn’t the type to question a blessing, immediately leaving gentle kisses on your face, leaving marks down your neck and whispering sweet nothings in your ear as they gently rubbed circles into your stomach.
Their fingers trailed down your body and slipped under your pants, fingers swiping between your lips as the mixture of blood and slick lubricated his way to your entrance. You let out a small, pathetic protest, something about how right now was a bad time, about how it was dirty.
Their brow raised at the almost endearing way you turned your head to the side. They pulled his hand out of your panties, inspecting the way that your thick blood coated his fingers. The sight of blood only made him lick their lips in desire as he resisted the urge to lick it clean.
Despite his usual disdain for messes, they just couldn't help himself, the way your warm and wet blood coated his palm only served to excite him more. You truly were the epitome of perfection, such beautiful blood, a prime sacrifice indeed.
Their lips caught yours in an attempt to silence your protest, taking sick satisfaction from the way you melted into his kiss. They shushed you, blood was nothing to him, especially yours. It didn’t matter where it came from, just the mere fact that it was your warmth soaking their hand was enough to make his cock rise, pressing against the strict fabric of their pants.
You could feel it. Their arm fell from behind you, grabbing your wrist as they laced their fingers above yours. Bringing your hand to his cock, a muffled hum vibrated against your skin as you made contact. The warmth surrounding you made your head spin, legs subconsciously giving out as you felt your neediness grow.
Then you looked up. While you respected Two Time and their beliefs, at times like these it made you wonder if they wasn’t the one who deserved worship. Their eyes were hungry, their usual unnerving smile almost manic as drool piled at the corner of their lips.
You felt them rut against your hand as you held his stare, their gaze enough to leave you feeling devoured. Your lips fell open in desire, you wanted to beg, to plead, to kiss him until your breath ran out and you died in his arms. But instead you nodded, the flash of their gleeful smile was the last thing you saw before they took your lips in his.
You didn’t need to beg, not with him. All you needed to do was lie back and give them complete control of your body. And you would, you would give them the keys to your city. With Two Time, there was no need for unnecessary begging, not when he already knew you every desire.
Two Time kept kissing you until you felt like you were about to pass out from lack of oxygen, letting you go just as black spots started to invade your vision. You gulped down as much air as you could, legs squeezing together as the fire in you only grew.
As if they could sense your neediness, you felt a hand slide back down your thigh, their knee intercepting yours as he pried your legs apart. The sight of your messy cunt was beautiful to him. Covered in blood and glistening from the amount of slick that flowed out.
They had to bite back a moan at the mere sight, his fingers quickly found your clit, their eyes were trained on your expression as you threw your head back, babbling pleas and affirmations.
The fluids down there made it easier for them to slip their fingers in, targeting your sweet spot as if they had you mapped out. You weren’t given a chance to speak as they put all his effort into pleasuring you.
Their smile only grew as you clutched at their shirt, your grip making him lean forward, driving their fingers impossibly deeper into your sloppy cunt. You moaned their name as you came, a long whine leaving your lips as every ounce of energy left you. The pent-up restlessness in your body seeped out of your as you released, adding to the mess below your legs.
Through the heavy fog of exhaustion, you could feel them pull out, vaguely aware of the cool-wet feeling of them drawing a symbol on your chest. “You truly are a blessing from the spawn,” they whispered as they completed the mark, the blood seeping into the sweat of your skin as they kissed you gently.
In a last ditch effort to stay awake, you raised your boneless limbs, attempting to palm him through the damp fabric of their pants. They moaned as you did so, clumsy fingers struggling with the zipper.
They laughed as they watched you, leaning you against their torso as their clean hand pulled their cock from it’s confines, a sharp hiss fell from their lips as it made contact with the cold air.
You were always taken aback by how pretty they were down there, eyes fixated on the throbbing pink tip as a drop of precum slid down the side. Despite the shakiness of your hands, you were determined to help them release, repositioning yourself to where you were facing him.
The best you could do was form a loose fist around their cock, using their pre as lube as you slowly moved your arm up and down. To them, the sight was endearing, their lovely angel, trying their best to pleasure him. But they needed more.
Their still bloody hand clasped around yours, aiding you in storing them. The slick acted as more lubricant, red staining their cock as they threw their head back in pleasure.
Even you couldn’t deny how beautiful they looked like this, face flushed and lips red from abuse. You caught your own lip between your teeth as you focused on the task in front of you. Faster and faster their hand guided yours as they neared orgasm.
Drool slid from the side of their mouth as they leaned forward once more, thrusting their hips up and catching you in a kiss as their hand fell and you felt their warm, sticky cum coat your fist.
You swallowed every moan of his in your mouth, slowly pumping their cock for more. It was impossibly slippery, the mess sticking to every small inch of space between you two. With one last pump you pulled away, your smile matching theirs as they panted, just as spent out as you were.
Despite their clear exhaustion, they scooped you up into their arms, leading you a few short steps into a clean bedroom. You whined when you felt them leave, although it wasn’t long before they returned with a warm towel.
Wiping their hands clean first, they moved to cleaning up the mess between your legs. Although some of the mess still lingered, Two Time picked up as much as they could with the already damp towel.
They watched as you blinked slowly, your consciousness fading now that you had time to settle. They laughed at your feeble attempt to stay awake. Tossing away the towel for later, they leaned down and kissed your forehead. “You can sleep now, Precious One,” their voice and touch were gentle as they laid beside you, holding you close to their chest.
The soft rise and fall of their chest were the last thing you felt as your eyes fluttered shut. The feeling of small kisses being pressed to the top of your head filled you with a warmth you couldn't describe. You wouldn’t notice it until you awoke, but just under your chest laid a small, intricate symbol, messily drawn of your own blood.