Super Villain Boyfriend: Lycoris (rough draft)

Ever since you were a prepubescent girl, there have been several lessons that have been beaten into you ever since. Lessons such as the power of friendship, the importance of light, the strength in love, and how the greatest power of all comes from inside you. As a kid, you believed this, especially as a child chosen by the stars to receive the power of the gentle cosmos. Being a magical girl, when you were a girl, was all about the principal of positivity and of purity versus darkness. Now as an adult, there is a lot more grey in that black and white you grew up with.

You have a job now between still using your magical abilities for justice and all that bullshit. Which you feel more and more it is. Even your magic guardian seems to have gotten lazier and lazier over time, they mostly just sleep and stay in their diminutive form. Your supposed ‘true love’ is also more lackluster than you would like. Lately, now that you’ve gotten older, now that you see the world through a different lens, you are rethinking a lot of things.

Having been told in your childhood rival and next door neighbor was actually the reincarnation of the love of your life was great. Back then. You had died at sixteen years old in your previous life, how was that one guy your true love? You aren’t even that person anymore! You’ve outlived her, outgrown her. You’ve outgrown him. He hadn’t been the dreamy hero he used to be when you were younger. Nowadays he’s seeming to have forgotten how special your love really is. If you could even call it that. He was a mooch just using you for a rent free lifestyle while he tried to make his internet startup happen. He drained you of energy, drained you of money, and now you had no patience for him.

It was surprisingly easy to break up with him and kick him out. Although now he seemed to remember that you two were fated for one another, it was too little too late. Fate was not enough to bind you two together. And for the first time since you were twelve, you were alone, and it did not bother you one bit.

“This place is quiet without Darius around,” Chalcedony yawned from his spot on the windowsill. While in his diminutive form he looked like a mix of hamster and moth, very fluffy, round, and almost liquid, with poofy antennae and small wings. His regular form was much more grand, resembling a sleek cheetah angel creation. He rarely took that form anymore as he had become so lazy.

“Place stays quiet, clean, smells good, I can actually put out my things,” you sigh with triumph. “Isn’t it wonderful.”

Chalcedony gurgled and flopped back down. “So now that you’ve kicked out your one true love, what’s the plan?”

“Oh, I’ve been thinking it over.” You kick back on the sofa and prop your feet up on the table. “I don’t mind being a single gal for a while, but I’m feeling a bit...hmm, what’s the word?”

Chalcedony sits up, looking like a loaf. “You want to spread your wild oats?”

You beam up at him. “Along those lines yeah! I want to do something crazy, something I always have had in the back of my mind.”

His usually lidded gaze raises. “If you’re thinking what I’m thinking, you sure that’s a good idea?”

You sigh wistfully. “The more I think about it the more I want it. Especially during those last few months with Darius,” you say with a slight pout. “Sometimes it was the only way I could manage to get off was thinking about it.”

Chalcedony grimaces. “You and I share a deep bond, you’ve always confided in me what lingers on your heart. I thought for sure you’d grow out of this fascination for monsters.”

The smile on your face blossoms and your cheeks bloom red. You giggle, grabbing hold of your face. “They’re just so much hotter than regular guys!”

He sighs heavily. “You’ve always been such a strange girl. I was hoping you’d someday turn into a proper young woman. But I suppose as we age we grow stranger and stranger. So, you want to fuck a monster so get over Darius.”

“No,” you laugh. “I want to fuck a monster because I am over Darius. I’m sick of pretending I’m not attracted. That there haven’t been monsters I’ve met who are better people than some I’ve been around. That I’ve spoken to supposed enemies who don’t have good points.” Having fought monsters since your adolescence, it was always a struggle to want to fight them and not kiss them and flirt. “I want a monster for a boyfriend this time. Not even a boyfriend, I would settle for a monster booty call.”

“You do realize most monsters out there don’t exactly trust or like magical girls,” Chalcedony grumbles. “Many wouldn’t give you the time of day. They’ll be afraid you’d evaporate them with your wand.”

“I know.” Flopping back against the couch you sigh heavily. “You know who I always thought was very handsome?”

“I do and I hate that I do,” he snarls.

“Dark Lord Lycoris was such hunk, I think I had my first wet dream about him,” you reminisce dreamily.

“Please, there is only so much therapy I can afford,” Chalcedony whines. “He’s probably still in his dark fortress.”

Your last fight with Dark Lord Lycoris had ended with mercy. All his forces had left him in fear of you and your team coming to fight and he tried to fight you on his own. His power was immense and frightening, but your gentle cosmos was able to hold him back. He gave up, unable to deal with the loss of his forces, and you, being young and possibly naive, gave him mercy. You sealed away his powers and told him to be courageous and grow. You cringe at the speech you left him with nowadays, you cringe at everything you said during your magical girl prime.

“Maybe we should go pay a visit,” you say with a smirk.

“What is this ‘we’ bullshit?” Chalcedony grumbles.

You get up and sigh. “Fine. I’ll just go on my own. You used to be such a wonderful companion. What happened to you?”

Chalcedony flops back over and relaxes in the sunlight. “You grew up.”

Yes, that is true, the older you get the more and more Chalcedony’s advice and wisdom aren’t needed. He was made to train a girl, not a woman. You order takeout, giving Chalcedony his order then taking the rest to your room. It feels so empty without all of Darius’ clutter. You take your magic wand and stare into the holographic crystal within. “Okay, I don’t feel like doing the whole spiel, so can I just concentrate and you take me to Dark Lord Lycoris’ castle?”

The crystal sits there.

You pout. “I don’t want to do the little dance and chant! It’s so stupid!” You shake the wand. “Come on you gentle cosmos! Just do what I ask!”

The crystal does not care.

“Ugh!” You throw your head back then huff. “Okay fine.” You take a pose, spreading your legs out into a wide stance then holding the wand above you. “Gentle cosmos! Grant me your power!” The crystal wakes up and glows. “Give me the energy of the divine. The love of your warm embrace! Wrap me in the ribbons of my destiny!” The crystal vibrates and shines, casting beams of light and reflecting them down upon you. “Take me beyond the stars! Show me the way to what I seek!” The light wraps you up in ribbons, lifting you off the ground, spinning and tossing you until your clothed in your magical girl uniform. “Shoot me to the beyond!” You blink away from your room and shoot through the sky, twinkling as you go.

You land on the surface of the forbidden star where Dark Lord Lycoris once reigned. It had once been an oasis that belonged to your past self. While it had maintained its beauty since you were last here, it was overgrown and wild. The castle was enveloped in vines and wild moss. You go inside, seeing that the grand entrance that had once been shrouded by red glass was now a garden full of vegetables and fruit. The red glass has all been replaced by vines and moss, the ceiling was wide open and vines dripped inside like a waterfall.

“Interesting,” you murmur to yourself.

“You must be joking.” You turn to the sound of the exhausted voice and see a tall figure draped in a black hood. “I must still be having that nightmare,” he deep voice rumbled.

“Long time no see.” You hold up the bag of takeout. “Wanna talk?”

He grumbles and mutters under his breath. “It’s been a long time Child of the Cosmos. What the fuck are you doing here?”

You lower the offering of food. “I dumped my boyfriend.”

He sighs heavily and pushes away his hood revealing the silver chrome helm. “I’m far too exhausted for this.”

Once upon a time, Lycoris had been a powerful wizard for your past life’s royal court. His advice had constantly been ignored by your parents, so he left, forging a life all his own, finding ways to grow his own power and to make his own court. He’d been a constant source of strife for your past family, so your father had him cursed. The once handsome wizard was turned into a monster, but Lycoris needed not his once lovely visage. It only strengthened his resolve to show the once royal family of the stars what they were missing. He wore the chrome helmet to hide his face, only to prove that appearances mattered not in his court. The helm was smooth across the face with the mouth grated to look like sharp teeth. You figured after all this time he would take it off.

“I can come back another time,” you offer.

“Another-” he stops to scoff. “I’m still confused as to why you are even here in the first place, child! You seal my powers and leave me here, all with some damn notion I will grow, and now you come back?”

“I’m not a child anymore!” You throw at him. “Which is why I am here.”

He sighs heavily. “So, you dumped the boy toy huh? Always hated that shtick.” he leans onto the railing. “Before I even consider letting you into this place, you’re going to tell me why exactly you are here. If you are at all vague I will not allow you up.”

“I want to talk. To go over what happened the last time we met. I have a lot of regret about my adolescence that I am going through these days. There are a lot of half truths I’ve been told, and a lot I have sacrificed personally to keep up this life. I’m tired of it. I want to talk to you are an equal, not as an enemy. I’ve brought food to start.” You then muster up the courage. “I also have an unrequited crush I must confess.”

Lycoris snorts and drops his head down as he begins to laugh. “Well now,” he breathes. “What a surprise.” He rises up straight, taking the posture he used to hold. “A crush? On silly old me?” He lays his palm over his chest. “I’m flattered,” he chortles.

“I’m serious. Just let me come up and explain.”

He scratches under his chin. “Freshly broken up, confessing a crush, take out food, I see the big picture here. You want to fuck me don’t you?”

Your face blossoms bright red. “Not now! I was...I just wanted to talk! Feel out if maybe-” You sputter.

Lycoris laughs heartily, slapping the railing. “Wouldn't this be the final nail in your father’s coffin, cosmos child?”

You frown deeply. “Can I just talk to you?”

He sighs heavily and just below him a door opens up for you. “You are lucky I am bored. Hurry up.”

You quickly run up the stairs, coming onto the landing where he was standing. He’s walking away, going down a corridor which goes into a wide open library. All the shelves are bare though, only a handful of books remain. He plops down into a chair like Chalcedony does in the window. The fire is small and gentle, warming the area up just enough. You take the chair across from him and a table rises from the ground.

“Can you take off that ridiculous get up? Aren’t you a bit old for it?” He snatches the bag of takeout from you and empties it out upon the table.

You press a button on your wand and the uniform vanishes. All you’re wearing now are comfy pants and a slouchy sweater. “It wouldn’t let me come here without it.”

“I suppose there is humor there. Of course your family would stick to such rigid details.” He opens a carton containing saucy chicken and he stabs a sharp finger into it, skewing a couple of chunks.

“It’s annoying these days. Used to be fun as a kid.” You tuck your hair behind your ear. “What about you?”

“What about me?” He moves up the mouthpiece, and for the first time ever you see a part of his face. His jaw is quite squared and his mouth is long and wide. It opens up like a bear trap, showing sharp silver teeth inside with a long pink tongue.

“It’s been about thirteen years,” you murmur shyly. “What have you been doing.”

“Surviving, as you so put it.” He says between bites of chicken. “It is courageous to survive,” he mocks you. “I exist, cosmos child. What does that mean?”

“I was a girl, a child, I didn’t know anything back then. I shouldn’t have had the responsibility or powers I did. I thought by showing you mercy it would end the cycle.” You fiddle with a container of food. “I just want to apologize.”

He clicks his tongue against his teeth. “Then tell me about this crush. Is that why you went soft on me?”

You lick your lips and have to laugh. “Well, maybe. But it’s really silly. It’s something I’ve kept secret since I was first starting out being a magical girl.”

“Even while you were with the boy?” He says with a smirk.

You nod in agreement. “I like monsters.”

Lycoris laughs. “Say it again.”

“I like monsters,” you murmur more shyly. You play with your hair again, twisting it around your finger. “I’ve always liked them more than humans.”

“And is that why you broke up with the boy? To pursue this interest?”

You shake your head. “I broke up with him because I didn’t like him anymore. He wasn’t exactly a good boyfriend, and I wasn’t a good girlfriend either. So I decided to break up because it would be better in the long run for both of us.”

Lycoris sighs and leans forward. “So you’ve come here to make amends to me? Or are you more selfish than that?”

“Both?” You wince.

He chuckles smugly. “So you came here to get a taste of what a real man can offer you?” he says tauntingly.

“Maybe?” Your voice cracks.

“Your mother had similar predilections you know?” He leans back into his chair, chomping down on a few more bites of food. “Used to drive your father bonkers,” he laughs.

“Don’t need to know that,” you grumble.

“Back before your father cursed me, I was considered the ultimate in your court. I could have had anyone I wanted there. I had my fair share of affairs, men and women alike. Even after I left the court. But when your father cursed me, well, you know what happened. I turned away from such vain notions as appearance. I gave myself fully to my goals and what I wanted to build. It’s been a long time since I heard any sort of confession. So indulge me, if you’re so sorry, and confess your affections.”

“It’s been a long time,” you reply. “I don’t even know if the image I have in my head still exists. But I suppose I could go from there.” You rub your knees as you build up the courage to push through your embarrassment. “Darius was always really thin and lithe,” you murmur.

“I don’t want to hear about him,” he scoffs.

“No, no,” you shake your head. “It’s building to to it, just let me talk.” You give him a faint smile. “I always liked that you were thicker, big arms, strong legs and uhm-” You say something and clear your throat to cover it.

“I’ll throw this rice at you.”

“Butt!” You blurt. “I liked that you had a very noticeable...butt.”

His smile grows and his licks the corner of his mouth, looking almost seductive. “I was much more in shape back then. I’m afraid I may be a bit thicker than you remember.”

“That’s fine, I’m not the petitie thing I was either.” You lift up your shirt, showing him the pooch under your high waisted yoga pants. “We grow, we eat to hide our feelings.” You tuck your shirt back down.

“Keep going about me.”

You swallow and laugh. “I don’t know! I can’t exactly put the rest of it into words. I can’t say why my attraction to you was so strong. Maybe it was my own girlish naivety. Attraction to power and the ideas of changing a man. I don’t know? I just know that sometimes when Darius and I would have sex I would think about your hand around my throat and-”

He slams his palm down onto the table and everything goes silent. “You have fantasies about me?” He breathes. “This goes beyond a crush, cosmos child.”

“I suppose,” you murmur.

He chuckles darkly and opens another container of food. “I must confess, the idea of taking my former enemy in such a hedonistic way is appealing, even arousing. I am lonesome, mind you. I rarely see a soul here, and I do not have the powers I used to so that I could leave this place. I am vulnerable, you see.” He grins and licks his lips again.

Your face burns as you look at him. “I’m frustrated,” you confess. “All my life I’ve been told I’m this and I’m that and I’m meant to be here and with this and that this is how things should go. And I am tired of it.”

“So this is your version of rebelling? Interesting. In a way I am flattered that you would choose me.”

“I know this is stupid and a little reckless, but if anyone understood what this feeling of being bound all your life to this same fate over and over again was like, I thought it would be you.” You face him, keeping a stern, honest look upon your face. “Yes, I came here to rebel against my life, to take an ounce of control and take something for myself. Yeah it’s selfish. Yeah it’s stupid. And you have every single reason to hate me after all this time. But I need something.”

Lycoris breathes, tilting his head back as his smile becomes something dangerous looking. “I’ll give you something now if you want it so badly. But you will have to work for it.” He opens his robe, exposing his body. His body is various shades of green, looking like exposed muscle that taut and pulled together. There are dark marks along his body where tentacles would come out when he increased his power. He has gotten a little heavier since you last saw him, his middle is softer, his thighs plumper.

“Kneel before me, cosmos child,” he whispers.

You bite your lip and look him over, gazing on the shadow between his thick thighs. “I get it.” You hold back a laugh. “You want me to suck your cock?”

“You’re astute.” He points to the floor. “If you want to relieve your frustrations you’re going to have to show me you’re serious. Consider it your apology to me for telling me to be courageous.”

“Hey, I hate that stupid speech too,” you huff as you get onto your knees before him.

He chuckles. “I like this view.” He rests his arms and grips the chair as he watches you. “Be prepared, it has been quite a long time for me. I don’t know when I will explode.”

You push open his legs a little more to gain access. You feel excited, never having touched another dick beside Darius’ before. You’d always imagined what Lycoris’ endowment might look like, so you felt quite giddy to meet the real thing. “Jokes on you, I like doing this.”

He grins. “Do you now?”

You take his cock into your hand to look it over. It was quite hefty even half hard. It bulged at the base tapering only slightly where small nubs jutted out the sides. The head looked like it had two small horns as it began to peek from the foreskin. You stroke him gently, looking up at him as his breath shuddered.

“Impressive,” you remark.

“Is it?”

“Trust me,” you giggle. “This is a wonderful treat for me.”

His hand grasps down on the top of your head, smashing your face against him. Your mouth pressed over his sack while his shaft rubbed against your cheek. He laughed from above then moaned as you fought back with your tongue. You lick and kiss his sack, managing to lift your head enough so you can see him again. All you needed was for his thighs to crush your skull and you’d be happy. His cock is getting harder, longer, so you kiss along the shaft. You press you palm against his thigh, moving it up to touch his stomach and chest. He feels warm all over, growing hotter the more you touch him. The deep greens of his body begin to change, shifting from cool blue tones to more pinker ones. Veins in his body glowed, rippling down to his groin. His shaft shimmered, the head glowed as it peeled back from the skin. You lick there, feeling the warmth against your tongue.

“You’re actually quite pretty,” you giggle.

He growls under his breath and knots his fingers into your hair, pulling and making you moan against him. Darius was never like this, Darius never cared for any of the dramatics or fantasy. He just wanted to get off. Maybe Lycoris did too, but he at least was indulging in the theatrics of it all.

You take him into your mouth, lapping at him with your tongue. You take as much of him as you can, wrapping your fist around what doesn’t fit. He moans above you, throwing his head back as his back arches from the chair. You’ve become aroused from all this, the newness, the excitement, it’s all dripped down into your panties. You’ve not wanted to pleasure someone so much in so long. You bob your head, going slow at first. Lycoris breathes deeply, snarling from your tender care. His fingers pull your hair, your fingers tease his sack.

“Fucking hell,” he moans. “You’re so good at this.”

You look up at him, catching his sight. He shudders, jerking and pushing a little into your throat. His voice chops and chokes, barely able to squeak out a proper roar. He releases in your throat, on your tongue, over your lips and cheeks. He pulls out, as it is almost too much for him. His whole body is glowing pink, his cock probably glowed through your mouth. You choke for a second, gulping him down then touching the mess upon your face. It’s so much.

Lycoris lays back in his chair, breathing hard as he covers his hand around his mouth. He watches you and he chuckles. “Well, that proves it,” he whispers. “I accept your apology.”

“And?” You use the hem of his robe to wipe off your face.

He holds up three fingers. “Much like the magic genie I will give you three wishes. After that, you will leave me alone again.”

You stand up and smooth your hair away from your face. “Only three?”

“Be grateful I’m giving you that, cosmos child. This is my revenge and your rebellion. It can’t last forever.”

You lean down, placing a soft kiss upon his cheek. “When can I come back?”

He scoffs. “Later, I’m not the young man I used to be.”

And so you began an affair with your former enemy.