Super Villain Boyfriend: Lycoris 2 (rough draft)

“You’re batshit,” Chalcedony gripes.

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

His frown was palpable, even from across the room. “He's a very intelligent man. Whose to say what he’s been doing on that star all these years. Thirteen years and all he’s been doing is tending to a garden? I think not.”

“Then come with me,” you say filipantly.

He 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, that is only mine through reincarnation and vaguely explained magic.” You wag your wand in the air. “I am not that princess anymore 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 back in the day. He can be dangerous even without his powers. I just want you to think about things.”

You sit down on 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 this role as mentor most of his life, and now that he feels his usefulness run out, he’s struggling with his place in the world too. He’s just decided to be a cat is all. “I’m tired of thinking,” you sigh. “I am exhausted with being the leader, the responsible one. My team is scattered and living their lives now. I no longer feel the need to follow the whims of some fate set for me before I existed. I just want to let go and 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 keep yourself alert is all I ask.”

“We made a pack,” 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 past life’s family dicked him over royally in a way they dicked over me. Besides, he’s nothing like Darius.”

Chalcedony huffs. “Explain that to me.”

“Darius was always kind of the damsel in distress, you know? It got to be a hassle as I got older. He had powers like I did? Why was he always getting brainwashed and kidnapped? Lycoris had his people, had his forces, but he could fight for himself and them.” You spray on some perfume. “He always fought for me, but never for anything. Just whatever I stood for. Lycoris had passion for his goals. And really? What was he doing? Stealing gemstones from earth to power his forces? We do that with fuel and cars everyday. He just wanted his own kingdom outside my family.”

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

“Because I thought I was supposed to do all those things. I thought Darius and I would be together and that was it.” You pick your wand back 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 from his spot and jumps down to the floor. “As long as the fridge is stocked for this weekend of yours.”

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

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

You smile then take up the pose and recite the chant for the magic wand to be happy. You appear inside Lycoris’ castle again, catching him just as he’s tending to his garden. 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 while he arches it until it 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 from his garden and removes his dirty gloves. “I’m a bit filthy you’ll have to wait on me a moment.”

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

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

You follow him to the stirs, going up behind him. “No, like sexy outfits. Lingerie. Lacy things.”

“I don’t need you to put on outfits to find you appetizing,” Lycoris replies 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 just a mattress on the floor with the curtains hanging down from the ceiling. There’s a stack of clothes on one of the chairs, and there are 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.”

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

You bite your lip and force your eyes to remain above the belt. “I don’t want it to be one sided though. I want you to enjoy it as much as I do. I want us both to get satisfaction from these encounters.”

“Oh boy, the pretty one really put you through it?” He chuckles. “Just stay here while I get a bath. I won’t be long.” He vanishes through a door while you set aside your bag. His room is a mess, but you can’t blame him for that. 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 with posts that rise from the frame. You clean up the chair full of discarded clothes, hanging them into the wardrobe. You fix the books, putting them on shelves or stacking them on the desk. You clean his room fixing the furniture, then go and change into a lingerie set and pose on his new bed.

When Lycoris comes out he looks around, seeing the clean and refreshed room. He 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 goes over to the chair and points to it before going to the wardrobe.

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

He whips around and then stands still. He focuses on you, breathing 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 his hand which glides over the silky fabric of the busiter. “Like it?”

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

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

He chuckles. “Is that your wish?”

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

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

“I’ve never taken control in bed before, never have.” You push him down onto the bed, straddling his hips to pin him down. He raises his arms above his head, laying in such a seductive way. You push up the guard over 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 while he stretches luxuriously upon the bed.

“Like that?” You giggle.

“I like the heat coming from your groin,” he breathes. “Does it makes 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 then grins. “I find it funny that it has come to this.”

“It is funny.” You move down just enough to feel his cock against you. 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 is it?” He grabs hold of the headboard. “I like how you make friends,” he teases.

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

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

You breathe out slowly, watching his mouth contorted into a gritted 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 divine you have between your legs,” he snarls, 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 different, but good. Taking him deeply inside you feels almost too much, but you want it all. You want to overpower him, push him to his limits. You go hard on top of him, leaning back so your hands are on his legs now. His moans, his breathing, they all arouse you, knowing that you are the one to please him so. Everything had become so mechanical with Darius. The intimacy was meager, the excitement was minimum, the only way you could get through it sometimes was thinking about a moment like this. Now that you had that fantasy, it felt too good. It lasted longer than you expected, and you hadn’t felt that sort of rush in such a long time

You lay besides Lycoris in bed, breathing deeply. He too was panting but he sat up and stretched his back. “Two wishes left,” he grunts.

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

He pops his neck. “I’m not a cuddler, girl.” He lays back down through, 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 whisper, suddenly realizing what this means. “You’re only my second.”

“Poor thing you are,” he chides.

You lay there, peacefully enjoying the warmth that still lingers inside. You then glance up at him, seeing a serious set to his mouth. “Have you ever been in love before?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Curiosity.” You lay your head upon his chest.

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

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

“It doesn't matter to me anymore.” His hand rubs up and down your back. “I do not mind being ugly or being beautiful. I know that I am simply lucky to exist.”

“Well, I think you’re beautiful.” You place a kiss upon 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.

He 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 helm 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 going to Lycoris, his body, how he made you feel while on top of him. You couldn’t wait for the weekend so you could see him again.

One you get off work on Friday, you eagerly head home and go back to his castle. It’s dark when you arrive, but you are able to follow a light to find him in his empty library. From behind, you see his helm sitting on the table beside him.

“You’re back.” He takes the helm into his hand.

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

He puts his helm 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 here to me.”

You set your bag aside and approach him. He grabs you by the waist, pulling you close so you’re pressed against his body. The black marks on his body grow out, forming tentacles. They press against your cheek and neck, moving down around you and tugging away your clothes. Lycoris’ hands knead into your rear, squeezing, pulling, even popping you.

“Still want this?” He whispers.

Tentacles wrap around your thighs, squeezing them apart. You moan softly, gazing up at him and smiling. “Yes. Keep going.”

He 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 mouth guard and pulls you closer. His tongue glides up your thigh before nipping your with his teeth. His tentacles open you more, spreading your legs as he licks further up. 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.”

His tongue pushes between your folds and he growls. “What a fool.” His hands caress up your body while his mouth sinks upon you. Your voice becomes choked off 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 cheeks, going between your legs and pressing at your entrance. 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. “Too many I bet.” He watches the tentacle thrust hard inside you and his eyes become lidded. He moans deeply and pulls you down closer to him. “I can feel your 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 then laughs. The tentacles move away from you, you cough and catch your breath before letting yourself whine.

“I’m in control, remember?” He pulls your knees up to your chest and lifts your arms above your head. “Sometimes, I like to tease a little.” 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, his fingers slip. He then pulls away from you. “How dare you say my name like that?” He pulls you over, moving your legs around him. “What do you want to say to me?”

You kiss him, craning your neck to do so. 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 whine.

“Sweet thing,” he snarls, driving up inside you. “Take this, and this.” He kisses you hard, pressing you back against the wall even as the tentacles hold you erect. He doesn’t stop there. He takes his time, even when he goes rough. He moves you around the room, into the hall, to the bedroom.

He pulls from you screams of passion several times before he takes his fill. And when he does he lays on top of you, his heavy weight sinking you into his bed. You hold him, almost crying from exhaustion.

After a while, he gets up thinking you’re asleep. He moves across the room to sit before the fireplace and takes off his helm. You lay there in bed, unmoving but awake. You see the jagged outline of his face against the fire and you marvel at the sharp contours. Lycoris breathes deeply, leaning back into his chair. You rise from the bed slowly.

“Come back.”

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

You lay your head back upon the pillow. “I should be, shouldn’t I?”

Lycoris stands and approaches the bed. His face is shadowed as he looks down upon 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?” He kneels down onto the bed and lays himself upon you again. He rests his uncovered head upon your bosom and snuggles close.

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

He scoffs “Be serious.”

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

He 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 feel like we both could use a friend. I don’t want to be lovers right away, but I do want to be close to you.”

He 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 softly. “What better way to rebel than date the bad guy?”

Lycoris laughs, he smiles at you, and you can see his features. His eyes are bright pink and there are four of them. His bones are sharp, jutting how his cheeks and temples into harsh angles. The top of his head there are two small antennas that twitch when he moves. You kiss him, touching his cheek. He leans into that touch and sighs softly.

“So, your third wish is to make me dinner?” He asks.

“Is that okay with you?” You say with a smile.

He 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 lays down in bed beside you with a grunt.

You smile with the 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.

“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 you show him around your neighborhood as you go on a walk. After a while you return home, fulfilling his first wish in your bed. He goes slow, taking his time. It’s slow and soft, there’s no race to any finish line. There’s 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,” he murmurs. “I’ll be ready for my second wish by then.”