(This was requested by , enjoy!)

Sorry, I just can only do this if I know Rengoku is alive. (༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ)

~Y/n pov~

I was always the outcast in this village. The usual day would go the same as every day, I was always sought out for beatings, I was always accused of being a witch, a devil, a cursed child.

All just because I was special. In a different way, I was an incredible healer. But they didn't trust me. It was witchcraft to them, demon arts in their eyes. I'd constantly have rocks thrown at my head, chased and jumped in public while everyone watched.

They even tried stoning me to death, but I healed myself and lived another day. My kimono was ripped and torn, old and patchy. My hair was a mess, grime, scratches, and dirt was on my face and arms. I was a street rat.

I decided to have a break from the village and travelled in the woods. Night was already arriving, I liked the moonlight.

It made me feel like I was the only person on earth, sometimes I imagine what it could've been like if my mother and brother were still here. But they were killed by something, the villagers whispered and spoke about demons.

But they never told me what they really were. Maybe people like me, branded as outcasts just for having a gift. I continued to walk before I heard a wincing sound, like someone was in pain.

I followed the sound and saw someone bleeding. My instant reaction took over and I ran towards the lean male, he passed out as soon as I arrived by his side.

"Oh no. . . Oh god. . . Okay. . . Um. . ." I stuttered with nervousness, he was well built for a boy or. . . Man? I saw his strange black lines on his body and face, even his fingers.

I quickly picked him up and forced myself to lift his heavy body, I had to take him somewhere safe.

~~~

I made it to a abandoned shack by the edge of a lake, I cleaned it up myself and lived inside of it ever since my parents and brother passed away.

I laid him down and saw the wounds, deep slices, contusions and more injuries. He should be dead but he's still alive, that's all that matters.

I began by pressing my palms onto his neck and shoulder where two injuries remained. He was sliced open by something, and it wasn't an animal. It had to be a blade of a katana. My hands glowed with white as the warmth buzzed and tingled in my palms.

"Come on. . . You're okay. . . You're okay. . ." I whispered, after a moment I removed my hands and his two wounds were healed.

I then move down to his legs, one was missing a huge piece of flesh. I placed my hands on his calf and started to heal it up.

"Wake up. . . Wake up. . ." I mumbled.

After I healed his wounds, I stood and grabbed a warm rag to place on his head to release the tensed muscles. I covered his body with a blanket and placed a pillow beneath his head as he slept.

I slowly backed up and looked at him, he looked peaceful. Hopefully he wasn't in pain. I turned around and grabbed a cup, I found the tea kettle and poured the hot water into it.

"Chamomile tea will help with his sore body. . ." I said to myself, it calmed me down in some ways.

I never talk to anyone, they shunned me out and I always try to avoid eye contact with any of them. I stirred the tea and placed the spoon aside before turning back around.

Only to be grabbed by the neck and slammed against the table, I gagged as I held the stranger's wrist with shock. My feet were raised off the floor.

"Ngh!" I gasped, I then saw that it was the man I helped. He was already awake?! He- no! How?!

"Where am I?" He asked.

"I-I can't bre-breathe- GaGh!" I winced.

"Where am I?" He asked again.

"I-In a shack, in the lower city district known for e-executions and poor service!" I wheezed, he seemed to have heard my voice clearly since he let me go.

I coughed as I fell to my knees. I held my neck as I crawled to a corner, he walked closer and reached down at me. I covered my head and waited for a hit in the face or head, maybe worse.

I was used to this. . . So why was I so afraid now?

"Why are you covering your head?"

". . . If you're gonna hit me, then hit me. . . I've suffered worse." I heard the floorboards creak before I glanced at him bending his knees as he leaned on arm on his leg and looked at me.

"Suffered worse? What do you mean?" He asked as he tilted his head.

". . . D-Don't you live here? You've seen me. . . You seen me being dragged around by ropes, dunked in water, stoned. . . Beaten. . . Publicly shunned and embarrassed. . . Even the other people my age cut my hair down to my scalp. . . It's grown out a little. . ." I whispered.

I flinched when I felt his hand touch my wrist.

"I didn't know that you were. . . A woman. . . You look-"

"Filthy. . . Yeah. . . I don't have much to keep myself clean. . ."

He gently held my hands and lifted me up.

". . . " We both asked at the same time.

"Sorry. . ."

"No, no, tell me. Why are you treating me like this? Don't you know that I'm a demon?"

"Demon?"

". . . Yes, a demon. I eat human flesh for power, I work for the Demon King. . . Don't you know?"

". . . I don't. . . I was just told of monsters, they said I was one of them. . ."

I felt his hand hold my face as he looked at me.

"Maybe. . . You should be one of us. . . I'd usually call you weak. . . But you. . . You went out of your way to actually drag me from the woods, all the way here just to nurse me back to health. . ."

"But I didn't know you were a demon."

"Would you've done something different if you knew what a demon was?"

". . . No. . ." I said.

"Why don't you become a Demon? You'd be a great asset to us all. . . Especially to " He said to me.

". . . I'm sorry, but I can't. . . I believe demons killed my parents and my brother. . . I cannot become one. . . B-but since you're feeling better. . . You can leave if you want to." I whispered before walking past him.

I knelt down by the bed where he once was and started to pick up the rag and blanket.

". . . I never heard your name." He added as he stood behind me.

"Y-Y/n. . . And. . . You?"

"Akaza, is my name. Y/n, sounds quite beautiful. It suits you." He said.

"T-Thank you. . . I like your name too."

He knelt by my side and stopped my hand from picking up the pillow.

"You should be cleaned up." He added.

". . . I don't really have the privilege to do so. . . They'd kill me if they found out if I stole anything."

"Who said anything about stealing?"

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Akaza actually started to clean my hair and wipe off the dirt on my face. He made me lay down as he cleaned my arms.

"Y-You don't have to do that-"

"I must. . . To repay you."

"T-There are other ways to repay, cleaning me doesn't have to be one of them-"

"Shh. . ." He said before he finally brushed back my hair to reveal my full face.

He seemed shocked by my look.

". . . What? Is it bad-''

"No. No, it's not. . . You're. . . You're rather beautiful. . . With all that dirt and twigs on you. . . You look like. . . Like an angel. . ."

"I. . . I do?"

"Yes. . ."

". . . Thank you. . . I'm not used to nice comments." His hand slowly cupped my face, I looked into his glowing yellow eyes and felt some sort of acceptance from him.

He pressed his lips on mine and held my side as he brought me closer. My heart was racing which made him grin in the kiss.

"W-What?" I mumbled.

"You're shaking, it's. . . Cute." He whispered; I only brought him in for another kiss.

He slowly backed me up and we both knelt down on the futon, his tongue entered my mouth as I let him lay me down gently. I wanted more, I was growing heated, this was too good. His strong arms wrapped around me and lifted me against his chest.

He rolled his hips, grinding his growing bulge against my clothed area, drawing a whimper from my lips. I was embarrassed by my reaction, but Akaza only grinned at my response.

Akaza held my face and kissed my lips, he pressed his tongue into my mouth and danced with my own. I nervously moved my hand down to his groin and gently groped his solid manhood.

"Y/n-"

"I-I want you, Akaza~ I need you, please~" I whispered into his ear, Akaza lowly growled before slowly slipping off my kimono and sliding off my undergarments.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked.

"Yes~ Y-Yes~"

He sat on his knees and grew a small blush as he examined my body with his glowing eyes. I sat up and slid off his red vest on his shoulders, before I pushed down his shorts. He laid me back and kissed me again but he stopped and took his manhood in hand, he lined it up to the entrance of my wet core.

He lifted his hand to his mouth and licked his finger before pressing his finger into my tight entrance, then the second, trying to stretch me for preparation for what was to come.

"Ngh!~ A-Akaza~"

He pumped his fingers in and out while I moaned at the sensation. When he finally removed them, he used the juices to lubricate his cock. I tried to remain calm when I felt the head at my entrance.

He began to push inside, slowly, watching my reactions. It took a little bit of time for me to fully accept his size, but he was patient. He held himself still, to allow me to adjust to his size. I was feeling so full of his huge rod, and the burn of the stretch was getting to be too much. I needed him to move.

I nodded my head as I held his shoulders, he slowly pulled almost all the way out before ramming himself back into me. I gasped with burning pleasure as he continued to speed his thrusts.

"A-Akaza~ Mm!~ Ngh!~ Ah- AH!~" I moaned in his shoulder.

He kissed my cheek and licked my collarbone like a predator grooming it's prey, my legs clenched around his waist, pulling him closer to me. His body grinding against mine.

It was so warm, so comforting in a way as his strong arms held his own body up and coiled back his hips again before slamming into my clenching walls. My drool was pooling in my mouth as I tried to breathe correctly.

Akaza only passionately kissed my lips again, his right hand sliding down and holding my thigh wider for him to venture into. His hand squeezed my flesh as he continued to roll his body, my body was growing a strange sensation.

I felt a tight knot beginning to coil within my core, I was growing close. I held his arms and let my head fall back as I whined, his rod was pressing near my cervix. I grunted feeling his hand gently squeeze my breast, his lips kissing my body and leaving lovebites all over my skin.

He growled against my throat as he continued to grow faster with his speed, gaining more strength as he slammed himself deeper. He surged forward with a deep groan and sunk more inside of me at this angle.

He kept my legs open as he pulled nearly out and slammed forward. There was nothing slow or easy about the way he pleasured me. The scent of him, the taste of his tongue, and the way he sucked me with such enjoyment, it drove me crazy.

Akaza roared his response, releasing my legs to grasp my hips instead, jerking me toward him harder and harder as he thrust forward. I knew he was going to leave bruises and I knew he would kiss them and apologize later but right now, he was losing control as he chased his own orgasm.

I couldn't help but cry out as my release came crushing down upon my mind. The euphoric tension finally snapped within my body, sending the waves of seventh heaven to come rushing over my veins and nerves, making me arch my back and moan.

It was enough to push him over the edge, he growled as he held me still and emptied himself deep within my still pulsing walls. He gasped and growled in my neck as he stayed still. Very gently, he kissed my neck, then my jawline, before the corners of my lips.

"Y/n. . . Come with me. . ." He whispered in my ear, "Let's be together. . . Forever. . ."

"Akaza-"

"Please~ Become a demon with me. . . It's not as horrible as it seems-"

"Akaza."

"What?" He sighed as he looked at me.

"Yes. . . Take me with you. . . Turn me into your mate." I replied. His eyes glowed with happiness before he kissed me again.

"You're perfect." He said.

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Sorry for not updating, writers block on other books and other crappy moving around stuff happening behind the scenes!

But I'm still working my creativity and working these lemons out.

Stay tuned and seeya soon Kings Queens and everything in between 💖💜💙