A Demon's Regret
I stared at Andy’s hopeful face as he unconsciously leaned towards me, eager for an answer. But… immortal? What about my family? Would I be living in Hell?
Apparently I paused too long, as Andy leaned back, making a poor attempt to hide transparent, bitter disappointment. “Of course, we need not do those things if you do not wish them. I will remain by your side, either way. My heart is yours, (Y/N).”
I raised my hands in protest. “No-no, I just, it’s just a lot. A lot to take in. I mean… But, of course I’ll wait, of course I’ll come with you. I just don’t-“
I was plucked off of my seat and into Andy’s arms as he covered my face with kisses. “-Thank goodness! I was so afraid! Never frighten me like that again!”
I grinned up at Andy, and saw his eyes were filling with tears! “I’m sorry, I just, I mean, but what about my family? My friends? Where would we live?”
Andy silenced my line of questioning with a sweet kiss, before pulling away, “Just be mine, we will resolve all else in due time. If my father did it, so can I!”
Andy took off and started pacing randomly about the room, tail snaking to and fro. “Would your family, your friends accept me, accept your choice? If not, I will arrange to fake your death… somehow. And as for a locale of residency, I’d hope you would join me in my abode, in my realm. It is… not a modest home. If not, I shall set you up anywhere in the world that you wish to live! I will visit you constantly!”
Andy shook his head. “But none of that matters right now, my sweet! You have agreed! It is all I care for, I would do anything to maintain your affections!”
Andy swooped in for another dramatic kiss, bending me backwards and holding me in a dip like some kind of crazed dance move. “For you only does my sun rise and set. You control my tides; you are the sole reason I draw breath. Your taste, your love… There is nothing that shall keep me from you now; I am yours.”
My heart fluttered in my chest like a crazy hamster as I felt myself melting into Andy’s arms. He gently lifted me upright. “Come now, I beg you, join me in the boudoir? Let me worship you as I know how, celebrate the magnificence that is your supple body. Let me cleave to you, dedicate myself to you anew, now that my foolishness has been cast aside and my heart’s intention made bare.”
Speechless and blushing, I nodded, and took the arm that Andy offered me.
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