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“There was a reason I became a Silver-rank Demonslayer,” she said while glaring up at him bravely. “And it’s because I’m terrible at taking orders. I’m much better at giving them.” “That sounds like a flaw you should work on.”
Wait! Are you all related? Like siblings?” “You caught on quick.” He chuckled appreciatively.
it would be the equivalent of throwing a sausage down a hallway at this point after taking Faunus’ brilliant cock.
this was the first time she ever wanted to persevere through those challenges instead of salmon diving out the window to freedom.
He just nodded his head as though he understood when he absolutely did not.
Revenge wasn’t better left cold; it felt far better when it was hot and scalding.
Henry was the one to find the other side of Faunus’ skull since Yoshida and Klaus were rolling on the ground throwing punches. They’d likely tire themselves out, since it wasn’t the first time they’d gone at each other.
“It worked,” she gasped, her smile growing. She even laughed as she bounced on her feet with fists clenched. “It fucking worked! I can’t believe it!”
Whatever she’d brought back, it was no longer her sweet, funny Duskwalker. And it was gaining on her.
“Like I said, his soul is fractured.” A hand appeared, seeming to catch something in the air before a yellow flame glowed to life. It was of Faunus’ skull and horns and nothing more. “This should appear as all of him, just as your soul appears like you. Yet the body half of him is stuck inside the physical form you have granted in cursing him.”
“Faunus?” He lowered his hands and twisted his head at her. “Mayumi?”
“I am not in pain. How is this possible? I know I died.” “It’s a long story,” she lightly chuckled, the relief she felt forcing the laugh from her.
“You are bonded to me. I can feel it.” He lifted his hand further and wrapped his hand around her soul.
He’s back... truly back. Just when she was about to tackle him and hug the ever-living fuck out of him, nuzzle that soft fur, and take in his delicious lemongrass and lime scent that she already missed, he did something that had her paling.
“It’s not breaking,” he uttered with awe in his voice. Then he turned to the very tree behind him, placed his hands upon it, and rammed his face against it. A joyful laugh exploded from him. “It’s not breaking!”
He tossed her in the air, her arms and legs cartwheeling as her stomach dropped before he caught her and laid her torso over his very face. “I feel no pain, Mayumi.
“I don’t know how you did this, but I will be eternally grateful for the rest of my life – especially with you by my side.”
He nuzzled the end of his snout underneath her chin, until he leaned forward to rub the golden streak underneath it instead. The intense, vibrating purr that followed tickled her senses with affection. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to just rub my damn face against you? It was nearly unbearable to deny myself the urge.”
Her chest throbbed with such a blissful tenderness that she knew she’d never experienced anything like its intensity.
“For now, I just want to feel you. I want to feel that you’re really here and that you’re stuck with me now.”
She is alive. And he was with her. She was his bride, something he’d wanted all the way down to the very fibre of his entire being.
He needed her beautiful bare body against his own. He needed to feel that she was real, that he was here with her in the physical world.
“I thought I’d never get to touch you again,” she whispered,
