Villain Boyfriend: Lycoris 2 (complete)

Female Reader X Male Monster (both cis)

“You’re batshit,” Chalcedony gripes.

“What’s going to happen?” you ask, packing a bag. “He doesn’t have his powers anymore.”

Chalcedony’s frown is palpable, even across the room. “He's a very intelligent man. Who’s to say what he’s been doing on that star all these years? Tending to a garden? I think not.”

“Then come with me,” you say flippantly.

Chalcedony rolls his eyes. “I understand you want to test your limits, but think about those limits. Dark Lord Lycoris has it out for your family.”

“A family that no longer exists, which I only belong to through reincarnation and vaguely-explained magic.” You wag your wand in the air. “I’m not that princess, any more than this tote bag is a bunch of plastic bottles.”

Chalcedony sighs heavily. “I understand why you want to do this, dear friend, but I used to know Lycoris. He can be dangerous even without his powers. I just want you to think.”

You sit at the foot of the bed and look Chalcedony in the eye. You know he’s just as exhausted as you are. He’s been trapped in the role of mentor most of his life, and now that he feels his usefulness running out, he’s struggling with his place in the world too. “I’m tired of thinking,” you sigh. “I am exhausted with being the leader and the responsible one. My team is scattered and living their lives now. I no longer feel the need to follow a destiny set for me before I existed. I just want to go my own way.”

“Into the arms of a former enemy?”

“Exactly. Former.” You stand up and finish packing your bag. “We made amends.”

Chalcedony grumbles under his breath. “Just stay alert, that’s all I ask.”

“We made a pact,” you reply. “During the exchange of these three wishes, both of us are protected.”

“I’m still trying to wrap my head around why you chose him, of all the monsters in the galaxy. Why Lycoris?”

You tie your hair back and catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. “I think he understands more than anyone what it’s like. My former family’s family dicked him over royally in the way they did to me. Besides, he’s nothing like Darius.”

Chalcedony huffs. “Explain that to me.”

“Darius got to be a hassle as I got older. He had powers like I did, so why was he always getting brainwashed and kidnapped? Lycoris had his own forces, but he could fight for himself and them.” You spray on some perfume. “Darius always fought for me, but never for anything else . Just whatever I stood for. Lycoris had passion for his goals. And really, what was he doing? Stealing gemstones from earth? We do that with oil and coal. He just wanted his own kingdom outside my family.”

“Why did you never tell me these things?” Chalcedony sighs.

“Because I thought Darius and I would be together, and that was it.” You pick your wand up again. “I know this may be ridiculous, but I need to explore this while I can. If I don’t, I don’t know how I can just be me and not the child of the cosmos.”

Chalcedony gets up and jumps to the floor. “As long as the fridge is stocked for this long weekend of yours.”

“It is. I went shopping when you took that nap in the flower bed this morning.”

“Be safe, dear friend.” Chalcedony yawns as he goes into the living room.

You smile, then take up the pose and recite the chant to appease the magic wand. You appear inside Lycoris’ castle just as he’s tending to his garden, and he doesn’t pay you notice until he’s done pulling the last weed. He tosses it into a bucket, then stands and presses his hands to his back, which he arches until pops. “Welcome back.” He rubs the front of his overalls. “Figured out your three wishes already?”

“It wasn’t hard,” you say with a shrug.

Lycoris steps away from his garden and removes his dirty gloves. “I’m a bit filthy, so you’ll have to wait on me a moment.”

“No problem. I’m in no hurry.” You point at the palace. “Want me to wait for you somewhere? I brought some outfits.” You hoist the bag, smiling as you imagine what he’ll pick.

“Outfits? What are we doing? Putting on a play?” Lycoris scoffs.

You follow him to the stairs. “No, sexy outfits. Lingerie. Lacy things.”

“I don’t need you to put on outfits to find you appetizing,” Lycoris says with a soft laugh. “But if it helps you, wear it.”

Lycoris pushes open doors leading to his bedchamber. The once-grand bed is now a mattress on the floor surrounded by curtains hanging down from the ceiling. There’s a stack of clothes on one of the chairs, and books piled everywhere, most serving as tables. Your cheeks flush a bit, warming you under the collar. “I want these wishes to be fun for both of us, though.”

“They will be.” Lycoris undoes the buttons of his overalls and lets them fall to the ground before stepping out of them. “These wishes are about you anyway.”

You bite your lip and force your eyes to remain above his belt. “I don’t want it to be one-sided, though. I want us both to get satisfaction from these encounters.”

“Oh, boy, the pretty one really put you through it.” Lycoris chuckles. “Just stay here while I take a bath. I won’t be long.” He vanishes through a door while you set aside your bag. His room is a mess, so you take out your wand, deciding to help him out a bit. With a few flicks and poses, you give him a new bed frame, fixing the curtains to posts. You clean up the discarded clothes, hanging them in the wardrobe, and put the books on shelves or stack them on the desk. You clear the remaining debris, then change into a lingerie set and pose on his new bed. When Lycoris emerges he looks around at the clean and refreshed room, then turns to you and scoffs. “I can’t find anything now!”

You stare blankly at him. “What?”

“I knew where everything was! Where are my clothes?” He points at the chair where the clothes were previously hung before going to the wardrobe.

You get up off the bed. “That’s what you’re worried about now?”

Lycoris whips around, then stands still and focuses on you, sighing softly before he lets out a laugh. “Don’t you look gift-wrapped.”

You smirk. “I thought you didn’t care if I wore anything.”

He drops his clothes onto the floor and steps closer to you. “Mind if touch?”

“Go ahead.” You move into Lycoris’ grasp, and his hand glides over the silky fabric of your bustier. “Like it?”

“It does wonders for your skin,” he breathes. “Makes you look edible.”

You place your hand on his hip. “Lucky for you, I am.”

Lycoris chuckles. “Is that your wish?”

Shaking your head, you take his hand and tug him towards the bed. “My first wish is to be in control.”

“I thought you were tired of that?” Lycoris follows you to the bed, sitting down on the edge with you.

“I’ve never taken control in bed before.” You push Lycoris down onto the bed, straddling his hips. He raises his arms above his head, stretching out seductively. You push up the part of his visor that covers his mouth and lean down to kiss him. Your hands tickle down his body, groping his chest playfully. You lick his lips, pecking his cheek and jaw until you bite down on his neck. A deep moan leaves his lips as he writhes luxuriously on the bed. “Like that?” you giggle.

“I like the heat coming from your groin,” he breathes. “Does it make you excited, being on top of me like this?”

You grind yourself into his stomach. “Of course it does.”

“I must confess, my mind has wandered to you often since last we met. I’ve been eager to see how you want to use me.” He licks his lips and grins. “I find it funny that it’s come to this.”

“It is funny.” You move down just enough to feel his cock against you, and only a thin piece of fabric separates you from him. “I always much preferred making enemies into friends.”

Lycoris growls low in his throat as you rub against him. “You want to be friends, do you?” He grabs the headboard. “I like how you make friends.”

He’s hot and hard against you, making you seep through your panties. “This is new.” You tug aside your underwear, holding him to your bare labia. He stops breathing, and you take your time slipping him inside you. He’s bigger than Darius, but your lubrication makes it easier for you to take him. You moan and sit for a moment as you savor him deep inside you.

“Fucking hells. It’s been too long since I felt this,” Lycoris manages to laugh. “Be gentle with me, girl. I’m not sure what I can take these days.”

You exhale slowly, watching his mouth contort into a pained smile. “In my fantasies you were a little more confident in your prowess.”

“I’m confident, don’t worry about that. But I can’t help but want to melt into the divinity you have between your legs,” he growls, rolling his hips to move inside you. “I want you to make me weak.”

You shudder and lean over, balancing yourself against his shoulders so you can ride him. The small bumps along the sides of his shaft feel good, and taking him deeply inside you is almost too much, but you want it all. You want to push him to his limits. You go hard on top of him, leaning back so your hands are on his legs now. His moans arouse you, knowing that you are the one to please him like this. Everything had become so mechanical with Darius, and the only way you could get through sex with him sometimes was thinking about a moment like this. Now that your fantasy has come to life, it lasts longer than you expected, and you haven’t felt that sort of rush in such a long time

You lay besides Lycoris in bed, gasping. He’s panting as well, but he sits up and stretches his back. “Two wishes left,” he grunts.

“Come lie back down.” You pat the bed beside you.

He pops his neck. “I’m not a cuddler, girl.” But he does as you ask, letting you rest your head upon his arm.

You giggle to yourself, kissing his chest while you smile. “I haven’t even come like that. It felt so needed.”

“I could tell you were frustrated.” Lycoris scratches under his chin. “Were you and the boy all each other knew?”

“Yeah,” you confess. “You’re only my second.”

“Poor thing you are,” he chides.

You lie there, peacefully enjoying the warmth that still lingers inside. Then you glance up at Lycoris, seeing the serious set of his mouth. “Have you ever been in love before?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Curiosity.” You place your head on his chest.

He takes in a long breath, slowly letting it out. His hand comes up and rests on your back. “I’ve loved quite a few people in my life. When I was beautiful I found love easily.”

“You don’t think you’re beautiful now?”

“It doesn't matter to me anymore.” Lycoris’ hand rubs up and down your back. “I don’t mind being either ugly or beautiful. I know that I’m simply lucky to exist.”

“Well, I think you’re beautiful.” You place a kiss on his chest.

He chuckles softly. “I’m flattered.”

You sit up, and stretch, taking off the lingerie so you can really be comfortable. “Just so you know, my second wish is for you to take control next time.” You say this to prepare him, maybe even warn him.

Lycoris moans excitedly. “Good. I’ll show you everything I know. I’ll show you how I love someone.”

You kiss him again, moving your fingers under the helmet to touch his cheek. He flinches, but doesn’t move away from your touch. “I can’t wait.”

You head home later, finding Chalcedony eating the snacks you got for him while watching TV. You go to work the next day, but you can’t focus on anything. Your mind keeps wandering to Lycoris, his body and how he made you feel while on top of him. You can’t wait for the weekend so you could see him again. Once you get off work on Friday, you eagerly head home and go back to his castle. It’s dark when you arrive, but you follow a light burning to find him in his empty library. His back is to you, and his helmet is sitting on the table beside him. “You’re back.” He takes the helmet into his hand.

“I am.” You come up behind his chair. “I’m ready for my second wish if you are.”

Lycoris puts his helmet back on. “Do you still want me to take control?”

You swallow and nod. “Yes, please.”

He stands up, his robe flowing around him. “Then come to me.”

You set your bag aside and approach Lycoris. He grabs you by the waist, pulling you close so you’re pressed against his body. The black marks on his body open, disgorging his tentacles to press against your cheek and neck, moving down around you and tugging away your clothes. Lycoris’ hands knead into your rear, squeezing, pulling, even slapping you. “Still want this?” he asks. His tentacles wrap around your thighs, pulling them apart.

You moan softly, gazing up at him and smiling. “Yes. Keep going.”

Lycoris chuckles, lifting you off the ground with his tentacles. You hang there in the air, spread out for him. You wiggle a little, biting your lip as he watches you. Lycoris comes closer, rubbing his fingers against your mound. He blows air against you and laughs as you whimper. “Let’s get started.” He lifts up the mouthguard of his visor and pulls you closer, and his tongue glides up your thigh before his teeth nip at you. His tentacles open you more, spreading your legs. His tongue darts over you and you shiver. “Did the pretty boy ever give you kisses here?”

“Not a lot,” you breathe. “He didn’t like it.”

Lycoris’ tongue pushes between your folds and he growls. “What a fool.” He caresses up your body while his mouth sinks over you, and you squeak as a tentacle slips into your mouth. Lycoris moans against you, pressing his tongue against your clit. The tentacle thrusts into your mouth, making you drool. Another tentacle squeezes between your buttocks, going between your legs and pressing at your vulva. Lycoris opens you up, allowing the tendril to slither inside you. You moan loudly against the one in your mouth.

“Letting go like this must be a relief to someone like you.” Lycoris licks his lips. “How many times have you wanted to do this and never got the chance?” He kisses your thighs tenderly and watches the tentacle thrust hard inside you, eyes half-lidded. He pulls you down closer to him. “I can feel the pleasure rippling through you,” he whispers directly into your ear. “All that pent-up need and desire. You have no idea what it does to me.” He licks inside your ear and laughs. The tentacles move away from you, and you cough and catch your breath before letting out a whine.

“I’m in control, remember? Sometimes I like to tease a little.” He pulls your knees up to your chest and lifts your arms above your head before his hand slips between your folds, feeling how warm and wet you are. “I’m trying to decide what will make the biggest impression.”

“Lycoris,” you mewl.

He tenses, then recoils from you. “How dare you say my name like that?” He pulls you closer, arranging your legs around him. “What do you want to say to me?”

You crane your neck to kiss Lycoris. He bites your lip, and with one hard thrust buries himself inside you. You cry out against his lips and tighten your legs around him. “More!” you plead.

“Sweet thing,” he growls, driving up inside you. “Take this, and this.” He kisses you hard, pressing you against the wall even as the tentacles hold you erect. He takes his time, rough as he is. He moves you around the room, into the hall, back to the bedroom. He pulls many screams of passion from you before his own orgasm arrives, and when it does he collapses on top of you, his heavy weight pressing you into his bed. You hold him, almost crying from exhaustion.

After a while, he gets up and moves across the room to sit before the fireplace, where he takes off his helmet. You lie in bed, unmoving but awake. You see the jagged outline of his face against the fire and you marvel at the sharp contours. Lycoris sighs, leaning back into his chair.

You rise from the bed slowly. “Come back.”

Lycoris turns quickly, then sighs again. “I thought you’d be unconscious for a while.”

“I should be, shouldn’t I?”

Lycoris stands and approaches the bed. His face is shadowed as he looks down at you. “One last wish before this all ends. I hope you’ve thought long and hard about how to use it.”

You raise your hand, taking his into yours. “I have an idea about what I want.”

“Why do I feel afraid?” Lycoris kneels on the bed and drapes himself over you again, resting his uncovered head on your bosom.

“Come back with me,” you whisper. “Let me make you dinner.”

Lycoris scoffs. “Be serious.”

“I am.” You run your hand down the back of his head, feeling the spikes along his spine. “I want to get to know you better before I give you three wishes.”

Lycoris kisses you before you can see his face. “Silly girl,” he whispers. He nuzzles into the curve of your neck. “You’ve planned this all along.”

“Not the entire time.” You wrap your arms around him. “It doesn’t have to become anything, I just feel like we could both use a friend. I don’t want to be lovers right away, but I do want to be close to you.”

Lycoris sighs heavily. “Having you on my mind has been more of a relief than I expected.” He moves off you and sits on the edge of the bed. “But what about your rebellion?”

You sit up and kiss his back. “What better way to rebel than date the bad guy?”

Lycoris laughs, and you can see his features. He has four eyes, all bright pink, and his face is all sharp angles down to his pointed chin. On top of his head  are two small antennae that twitch when he moves. You kiss him, touching his cheek, and he leans in and sighs softly. “So, your third wish is to make me dinner?” he asks.

“Is that okay with you?”

Lycoris smiles smugly. “After which I get three wishes of my own?”

You shrug. “You can use one now, if you like.”

“Oh gods, no!” He laughs. “I could barely walk to my chair! Do you know how long it’s been since I did what I did tonight?” He pushes you down into the bed. “Go to sleep. I’ll grant your final wish in the morning.” He lies down beside you with a grunt.

You smile, excitement building inside you. “Okay. Sweet dreams.”

You take him home in the morning, cooking him breakfast while Chalcedony watches him suspiciously from his perch. “It’s been a long time,” Lycoris says awkwardly.

“What is he doing in my home?” Chalcedony asks you.

“You don’t pay rent.” You hand Lycoris a cup of coffee, which he sniffs curiously. “This is still part of my wish.”

Chalcedony growls. “I was worried about this.”

“Worried about what?” Lycoris takes a sip of coffee, finding he enjoys it.

“Worried that you’d be the new roommate.”

You smile. “Not yet, don’t worry. I’m not in a rush to have a roommate again. But he could be a frequent guest.”

Chalcedony grumbles something under his breath.

You make Lycoris a big breakfast and then take him for a walk around your neighborhood. After a while you return home, fulfilling his first wish in your bed. The lovemaking is slow and soft, and there’s no race to any finish line, just a journey. “When can I see you again?” he whispers that night.

You smile as you curl up against his back. “Roll over.”

He chuckles. “Not like that. I mean, when can we do this again?”

“I have to work, but I can always bring you over when I get home.” You kiss his shoulder. “Is that okay?”

“Yeah,” Lycoris murmurs. “I’ll be ready for my second wish by then.”