Super Villain Boyfriend: Konstantinas (complete)

Ages ago, when I was a kid, I had a very strange job. I was one of those kids gifted with magical abilities to fight off threats to the earth. Yeah, I had the whole magical transformation process and everything. But that was a long time ago, I grew up, threats to earth changed, and new kids came to take my place. Now these days, I live off the money I made as a magical kid. I’ve been going to school on and off, but for the most part I work as an advisor from time to time for the new crop of magical kids.

It isn’t too bad a life. Considering all the crap I went through as a kid, it’s nice to take things slow and be a little lazy. Back in those days, I fought all sorts of crazy monsters and super creeps. Hell, I’ve been to space a few times. One of my main enemies was a monster summoning wizard who liked to call himself King Lord, yeah, I saw that sort of stuff all the time. He used to have a castle built into a mountain, it’s not been turned into a fancy hotel. It’s weird visiting there now.

Anyways, King Lord isn’t the threat anymore. There’s new bad guys out there wanting to do something or another to the populace of earth. Sometimes it deals with the pure energy humans give off. Other times it’s for turning people into monsters. Recently I heard there was someone harvesting the dreams of humans. I’m not sure as much, I just like to keep track of the magical kids running around now and make sure they’re doing alright.

King Lord used to try and awaken giant monsters that lived under the earth’s crust. He once even claimed the core of earth was a powerful beast who, when they would awaken, would destroy earth but then be able to completely wake up the sun and start some new era in the universe. Not sure. It never happened. King Lord was eventually captured. Although, most of his grunts escaped, including the scientist who used to wake up the monsters for him. Dr. Havoc, I think is what he was called. I rarely heard King Lord call him anything other than ‘Doc’ or ‘Professor’ to which he would pitch a fit because that wasn’t his correct title.

Like I said, it was ages ago and I was a kid with a lot on my plate back then. I only recall King Lord by name because I went up against him so much. He also used to mock me a lot considering I had chosen to go by magical kid rather than magical boy or girl. He would poke fun at that and try to get my temper up. I suppose that why, when he was finally removed of his powers, I took a cheap shot at him.

Anyways, these days I usually fill my time with whatever classes I’m taking, cute video games about animal villagers, and easy to watch cartoons. I guess being a magical kid means you really never grow up, but for me, I’m simply enjoying the things I missed as a kid like aggravating homework, cutsey video games, and brightly colored cartoons. Hey, at least cartoons have gays in them now.

I also have my dog Boop, a shiba inu I had adopted as a puppy. Boop loved to go on extra long walks and survey the neighborhood. She thought she was the neighborhood watch if she had her way with it. We would walk around our entire neighborhood, going around to each house until she was satisfied things were as they should be. If something seemed amiss with her she would bark until proven otherwise. 

One day while we were on one of our patrol walks, I noticed that Mr. Gibbons house was finally getting moved into. Mr. Gibbons had died several months ago and his kids put it up on the market. I noticed that the furniture getting moved in had a sort of Addam’s Family edge to it. A lot of it was dark and jagged looked, antique with an edge of goth chic to it. I also noticed that the entire yard was being completely redone. It was pulled up, tilled, and new sheets of perfect grass were being laid down. 

The next time I went by the house with Boop the white picket fence was replaced by an iron fence that looked like it was made from a medieval torture device, but painted white. There was also a garden being planted in the front yard where Mr. Gibbons gazebo used to be. 

Then, one day, as Boop and I were out on patrol, I was across the street from the house when I spotted my new neighbor for the first time. Boop stopped and was watch the man as he was working in the garden. He was wearing a wide brimmed hat to protect him from the sun. I noticed he was tail and rakishly thin. He had gangly arms and legs with sharp looking elbows and knees. Boop grunted and tilted her head as we watched him in his garden from across the way.

He then stood up, removing the wide brimmed hat to show off his slick back, pitch black hair. It was pulled into a long ponytail that went down his back. His temples were faded to gray, peppering his hair. His skin was a deep olive shade and he had dark circles around his deep set eyes. His nose was hooked and jagged, looking as if it had been broken once and never set back right. Then his eyes brows were thick and dark, arching up high and then crooking down into a strange bolt shape at the tips.

“Oh fuck, Boop,” I whispered.

Boop huffed in reply.

“I know that guy!” I gasp.

Boop whines and shimmies in place.

“That’s King Lord’s scientist guy,” I saw in awe. 

Boop sneezed.

“Yes I’m sure! Just look at his eyebrows!” I point and that when he looks up and catches me staring.

I drop my arm then quickly raise back up to wave. “Howdy neighbor.”

He peels away his gardening glove and I see his one hand is for sure fake. Dr. Havoc, or whatever his name was, had a fake robotic hand he often outfitted with different tools and weapons when serving King Lord.

He acknowledged me and went to turn on his sprinkler system. I hurriedly tried to shoo Boop along and continue our route down the street. I decided to linger in town a bit before we turned back to go up our street. I bought Boop and I ice cream, her favorite being soft served peanut butter. Since she’s the ‘hero of the neighborhood’ Boop gets a free cone whenever she wants. It has to be a cone, she won’t eat it out of a bowl.

I then take Boop to the convenience store where I buy some of the candy like energy drinks I love so much. My fridge is full but I make an excuse so I don’t have to pass by Dr. Havoc’s house while he might still be in his garden.

Finally, Boop and I make out way back home. We’re crossing the street and coming up to the house. I duck my head and  silently try to urge Boop to go faster. But as soon as we come ot his gate she plops down on the sidewalk and starts scratching herself.

“No! No! No!” I hiss. “I’ll scratch you and brush you all you want as soon as we get home! Just don’t stop here! Get up, get up, get-”

“Hello neighbor.” His voice is snide and aggravated. I look up, seeing him standing on his front stoop.

Boop jumps up and gives him a loud greeting bark then starts wagging her tail.

Maybe he doesn’t recognize me, after all, the last time he saw me I was probably sixteen, maybe fifteen. I certainly don’t look the same as back then and I am for sure not wearing a glittering lavender outfit now.

Dr. Havoc comes down from his stoop and sets his gardening tools aside, they looked freshly washed. 

“Hi,” I gulp down a nervous breath. “Nice to finally meet you.”

He stands erect and his sharp gaze looks me up and down. His deep set eyes are a sort of golden brown, vivid and shockingly bright against the dark circles of his eyes and rich skin tone. “Is it?” He sneers. 

“I take that it isn’t for you,” I murmur. Boop still refuses to move, in fact, she’s shoved her fat head through the bars of his gate and his prancing her feet happily.

Dr. Havoc walks up and tries shoving Boop’s head back through. “Go away now.” He shoves but all it does is shoves Boop’s fat face up, squishing like a stress toy, and she just wags her tail more.

“Your dog is an idiot,” Dr. Havoc says.

“Yes. She is.” I kneel down quickly and try to tug her out, but she refuses to be moved from her spot. “Come on! I gave you ice cream today. Can’t you just be normal for once?” 

Boops shakes her butt more.

“I’ve had my fair share of dumb pets,” Dr. Havoc replies. “But what’s up with yours?”

I glance up at him, realizing he isn’t so bad looking. He has that sort of, sexy substitute teacher vibe. “She thinks she’s the guardian of the neighborhood, so I think she’s just inspecting things.”

He arches a brow. “Guardian?” He scoffs. “I assure you, I don’t need to protection of some overgrown hamster.” He pushes on Boop’s head again and all she does is grin. “Is it brain damaged?”

“She is not brain damaged! Nor is she a hamster, sir,” I scoff at him.

“Doctor,” he corrects in that same voice I remember.

“Doctor,” I glance up at him. “Doctor of what?”

“Mind my own business, that’s what.” he gives Boop’s head another shove and she pops out. “I suggest you get your doctorate as well.” he walks back up his stairs and disappears inside his house.

“Phew,” I huff. I then glatre at Boop. “You’re not get the special kibble tonight!”

She licks my face, knowing my threats are empty.

The next time we go out for a walk Boop does the sam aggravating thing she did last time we passed by Dr. Havoc’s house. She shoves her stupid, chubby face through the bars of the gate and stands there wagging her tail.

“Oh,” I hear him as he comes around the corner of the house, rolling up his watering hose. “You again.” He looks down at Boop. “My god, it’s done it again.”

“Yes. I am fully aware.” I sigh.

Boop just grins and wags her tail.

“Why is it doing this?” Dr. Havoc points at her.

“I don’t know,” I grumble. “I think it’s because she knows I-” I cut myself off and close my mouth until my lips are pressed into a hard line.

Dr. Havoc eyes me up and down. “She knows you what?” He crosses his long arms against his chest.

“She knows that I-” I have to think of a lie and I have to think of it fast. If he knows I was once an enemy of his he may not take it well. I have worked hard to keep my life peaceful ever since I retired. Now, because he was so close, that could be ruined. Think fast you idiot! Think fast!

Boop barks and her tongue hangs out.

“She knows that you and I have something of a history?” Dr. Havoc sneers.

I look at him and I swallow the lump in my throat down. “Do we?” My voice squeaks.

Dr. Havoc rolls his eyes and holds his hand out to me. “We’ve never been introduced properly, magical brat. I am Dr. Konstantinas Havanauskas. You probably remember me as Dr. Havoc.”

“Bailey,” I tell him. I take his hand cautiously, he shakes it briefly then lets go. 

He then points to Boop. “And this is?”

“Boop,” I answer.

“Boop?” He pops the ‘P’ rather loud. He then shrugs. 

“So uhm...you remember me?” I laugh nervously.

He sighs. “Don’t fret over it. I came here for probably the same reasons you did. To escape and try to live as normally as possible.” He looks around and sighs. “It took me years but I was finally able to continue my life after working for King Lord,” he sticks his tongue out in disgust and I see it’s forked. 

“Oh.” I am relieved. “Good. I didn’t want any trouble.”

“Trust me, the last thing I want is trouble.” he shoves Boop’s head through the gates. “I think you understand what it is like to value the comforts of a normal existence,” he murmurs. “After your life was controlled by chaos for so long.” He knees down, plucking a weed from the grass. “If dandelions and crabgrass are my worst enemies these days, then so be it. You want no trouble, I want none.”

“Agreed,” I sigh.

Konstantinas nods at me. “Then we are neighbors, simple as that.”

“Good,” I chuckle. “And uhm...it’s been nice meeting you.”

A sot smile spreads on his lips. “It has been, hasn’t it?” He turns and leaves, going uo his stairs and back into his house.

Boop pulls her own head out and then walks away.

“You think you’re clever don’t you?” I hiss after her.

The next day as I’m going over my online class there is a knock at the door. I get up and see it’s Konstantinas. I open the door and look up at him.

“Hi?” I’m not quite sure how to greet him.

Konstantinas holds up a tupperware container to me. “I made cookies and thought you might enjoy some.”

“Oh uh-” I’m really unsure what to say. “Thank you. That’s so-” I open up the container and see the cookies are black. “Much.”

“They’re charcoal.” Konstantinas says.

I hesitate for a moment then glance back up at him. “Charcoal?”

“They’re sugar cookies but I added in activated charcoal to them. I have stomach issues, you see and this stuff has been a life saver. I have a sweet tooth so I found some recipes where I get my cake and eat it too,” he chuckles. “So to speak.”

I close the cookies back up. “Would you like to come in?” I hear Boop yell and scurry from downstairs. She throws herself at Konstantinas, wagging her tails and nuzzling up to his leg.

“What is it doing?” He scoffs.

“She likes you,” I chuckle.

Konstantinas makes a face at me. “Oh dear god, why?”

I smile and can’t help but laugh. I invite him in and make a fresh pot of coffee. As I do he’s looking over my text books.

“What are you going to school for?” He asks.

“Nothing,” I shrug. “I’m just taking classes to pass the time.”

“How long have you been taking classes?” Konstantinas keeps shuffling his feet around under the table. Each time he moves them Boop tries to shuffle closer to be near him.

“Since I was sixteen,” I say and sit down while the coffee pot heats up. “When I retired.”

“So you went from being a magical brat to just a full time student?” He asked.

“Not really,” I grumble. “I just take classes that interest me. Sometimes only one, sometimes two. I enjoy it and when I don’t I drop the class.”

Konstantinas frowns at me then looks back at my notebook. “By the time I was nine I had graduated high school. When I was sixteen I had earned my doctorate.” he then smirks at me. “By seventeen it was all wasted.”

“King Lord?” I stand back up and find two mugs that were clean.

Konstantinas sighs. “Yes.” He shakes his head. “My people are not exactly human,” he says slowly. “And we have connections to some old ways.” He glances at me and I realize his teeth looked sharp and jagged. “He used my peoples’ old ways as well as my intelligence to-” he hesitates and frowns.

“To rise the monsters,” I murmur. “I remember.”

“Is it bad if I wish to talk about this?” He asks. “I’m sorry for the false pretense of cookies and a warm greeting but I just-” he places his bony hand over his chest. “There is no one who understand but you.”

I’m not sure why my heart skipped a beat then but it did. “No,” I shake my head. “I don’t mind talking about it.”

His shoulders louch. “All these years and the baggage just keeps getting carried wherever I go. I went home and no one understood. They all called me a betrayer. I left and tried to find somewhere else I could call home. It is hard to find somewhere to settle when for so long in your life there was nothing but upheaval.”

“I know,” I whisper. “There are still some days when I am just so wrapped up with doubt and worry. And any moment I could be called to use my powers again or be uprooted and taken halfway across the world, or even space.” I scoff and run my fingers through my hair. “There are nights when I can’t sleep, because I know I can do something in this world and that guilt gnaws at me.”

“Your responsibility doesn’t lie there anymore,” Konstantinas replies.

“And your home is where you want it.” I smile at him. “Maybe this will be it.”

We have these talks often now. He will come visit me or I will visit him after my walks with Boop are over. We will have long, deep conversations, sometimes we’ll have stupid ones. It is whatever we need to get off our chests, or perhaps even forget.

One afternoon in the cool shade of his back porch we kiss. It is sweet and nervous and he tastes like the terrible lemonade he tried to make. His long fingers curve under my chin and along my cheek. I press my palm to his chest hoping that I am not as clumsy a kisser as I think I am.

The next time we meet he cooks me dinner and has it waiting when Boop’s walk is over. He even has a small dish especially made for Boop, as well as peanut butter ice cream for desert. We kiss again as Boop eats her dessert. I wrap my arms around him, standing on tiptoe to reach him. He nearly picks me up off the ground.

One hot day when Boop doesn’t want to finish her walk, she falls asleep in my air conditioned bedroom while Konstantinas and I make out heavily on the sofa downstairs. His hand it up my shirt, I’m grinding against his thigh. His tongue is long and he smells like clean sheets.

“We should stop,” he pants.

“Or we could hit the gas.” My mind is swirling around and around and I am only following my own hormones now.

“No, really,” he pulls away and sits down while I adjust my clothes back into place. “We should um-” he smooths back his hair which has been tugged down from the ponytail. “Let’s calm down our needs and talk for a moment.”

“Ok,” I clear my throat. “Talk about?”

Konstantinas clears his throat and nods. “What I really look like.”

My eyes dart over him for a moment. “You’re weird but you’re cute to me.”

His cheeks darken. “Not this,” he laughs. “I mean what I truly look like.” He tucks his hair behind his ear. “I am not human, remember?”

I nod. “Yes I do.” I put my hand over his. 

“I want to do more with you. Share more-” he whispers intimately. “But before I can do that with you, I feel I must show you everything.”

“I see,” I smile at him and squeeze his hand. “It’s ok. I want you to feel safe showing me who you are.”

“I do but I am hesitant as well. I don’t want you seeing me and thinking you affections for me are a mistake.” He touches my cheek. “I don’t want to scare you away. I don’t want to lose my friend, let alone my lover.”

I giggle and smile at him. “It’s ok. I’ve seen a lot of things in my lifetime. I can take it.”

Konstantinas sighs and stands up from the sofa. He shuts all the curtains so no one from outside can see. He then takes off his shirt and lays it aside. I notice his fingertips are turning pitch black and the nails are becoming long and curved. Black hair grew up along his arms and sprouted in tufts at his shoulders. His hair fluffed up and became more curly. His eats elongated and grew outward, turning pink inside and black fluff on the out. Horns sprouted and jutted out above his ears like black lightning bolts.

His eyes grew bigger and wider, the pupils turning into a diamond shape. The black came down the side of face, sprouting around around his chin and under his chin. His face and chest were soft white with hints of pink. His nose went flat and his mouth became curled and split in the center.

He then had hooves where his feet were and he untucked a long thin tail from his pants. There was a fluffy tuft at the end of his tail that faded from black to white. He held his hands out to me, presenting the soft white and pink palms. 

I took both of his hands and stepped into his arms. I wrapp my arms around him and snuggled my cheek to his chest. “You’re so soft!” I marvel. I run my hands along his body. “You feel like cashmere and angora had a baby!”

His cheeks turn more pink. “Yes well-” he clears his throat. “That’s not what-”

“You feel so nice,” I continue to rub my hands all over his body. “I can’t stop touching you!”

“And while I enjoy that-” Konstantinas yanks my hands back. “That is not what this is about,” he frowns down at me. 

I stand on the tips of my toes and plant a kiss on his lips, which were also very soft. “You’re still very cute.”  I free my hands and place them on his face. “You’re actually quite provocative.”

Konstantinas chuckles and kisses my palm. “You’re into this, aren’t you? My people were once called devils and demons and we were feared. Yet you think this is something desirable?”

I giggle and nod. “Is that so bad, Doctor?” I loop my arms around his neck, tugging him down so I can kiss him better. 

His hands wrap around my waist and he moans softly. “Where can we go?” He presses his forehead to mine. “Since Boop has taken over the bedroom.”

I kiss his neck and chest as his hands move down to my ass. “The couch not good enough for you?”

“Not enough room,” his voice becomes a dangerous snarl. “I have much I want to to do to you and show you.”

“Oh my,” I chuckle. “Well then, we could unfold the couch.”

His big eyes grow wider. “It can do that?”

I move aside the coffee table and take out the cushions. I then pull the sofa out and sit on top of it. “Not the most comfortable spot in the house, but I don’t think that will be too much of an issue.”

Konstantinas pushes me down, scrambling on top of me as his kisses grew deeper and hungrier. His hands push up my close, teasing my flat chest and touching my skin before he rises up again.

“I need to take your shorts off,” he grunts.

“And the issue?” I smirk up at him. 

His eyes dart around for a second. “I need to take them off.”

I chuckle and unbutton my shorts and wriggle out of them as well as my underwear. I also remove my sit and lay naked on the bed for him. “Sorry, I still look like a brat, don’t I?”

He dips down, kissing my neck and chest. I whimper slightly as his kisses go over my stomach and onto my thighs. “Your body is inviting,” he snarls. “Sensuous and very mature,” he chuckles. His long fingers wrap around my skinny thighs and he pries them open. He lays one leg over his shoulder and his fingers touch me.

I whimper slightly, sighing as he finds my sensitive clit. My voice squeaks and I clamp my thighs around his wrist.

“Is something wrong?” He asks me.

I shake my head. “Just sensitive,” I pant. “Direct touch uhm-” I look up at him with a simpering expression. “Let me take your pants off now.” He stands up and I undo his belt and buttons. His pants slip down and his cock springs out and smacks me on the nose.

“Oh shit. Oh sorry!” Konstantinas gasps. “Are you ok? Did it hurt?”

I hold my nose and look at his cock bobbing before me. It’s nice and thick with a flared tip. It goes from cotton candy pink to black where there is a knot at the base. I look at it a bit greedily and wrap my hand around it.

Konstantinas moans and his furry hips jerk. His tail is swinging behind him wildly as I lick the tip and down to the base.

“Bailey,” he gulps.

I glance up at him as I swirl my tongue around the tip. “Ok, lay down,” I command him.

Konstantinas lays down and looks up at me as I move to straddle him. I rub myself against his shaft, feeling his heat radiate through me. He grows slick the more I rub and soon his absolutely dripping. A quiver courses through my body and my hips jerk, I gasp and whimper then remove myself.

I move over to the back of the sofa and lift my hips. Konstantinas sits up and places his hands on my hips. He kisses my lower back as he rises up from behind me. Looking down I can see his cock swaying between my thighs.

“You sure?” He whispers.

I nod and glance over my shoulder at him. “I wouldn’t be wiggling my ass at you like this if I wasn’t.”

He kisses me as he guides himself into place. His cock glides in smoothly and the knot rubs at me. Konstantinas is a tight fit, but that’s what I had been hoping for. I moan and push back against him to experience more of him inside me. His strong fingers dig into my hips and he holds me still.

“Easy now, love,” he pants. “Let me enjoy you.”

“I can’t help it.” I gulp down a breath. “You feel so good.”

Konstatinas chuckles. “Glad to hear that, especially since I haven’t done anything.” He rolls his hips so he grinds himself inside me. I tremble and grow weaker by the second. I wasn’t kidding when I said I was sensitive.

He bucks his hips, pulling out completely then pushing back in. His knot rubs for entrance then he pulls back again and teases me with just hips tip. I’m trembling and whimpering, nearly at my limits. He moves slowly and whispers sweetly into my ear. His knot is pulsing and begins to slip inside bit by bit.

He slips his fingers into my mouth, letting me moan and gasp and bite them as my body succumbs. I look down, seeing he is completely inside me, knot at all. He’s throbbing and twitching inside me and as his hips grind he hits that sweet spot inside. His fingers tangle around my tongue and I gasp and slur. His voice is a low, rasping snarl in my ear. His deep moans fill my senses as another lightening strike ravages my body.

He moans my name over and over as he releases a flood inside. His knot throbs and contracts, expanding then shrinking. The sensation of it makes my eyes roll back and he has to hold me up. 

We lay on the bed and I curl up to his soft, warm body. His fur is is soft and luxurious that i rub my entire naked body against him. 

“Have fun?” He purrs and runs his fingers through my hair.

“Did I?” I mewl. 

He kisses my temple. “I hope you don’t mind that bit of excitement in your life from now on?”

“I think I can manage that.” I sit up and look down at him with a smile. “Next time I’ll ask for the Doctor.”

He chuckles and tugs me down, giving me a loving kiss. “I’m just happy you like me as I am.”

“I like you, period.” I snuggle back up to him. “I think I would find any form you showed me attractive.”

He rubs his hand down my back and sighs. “I was worried that when I left home, I would never find this sort of contentment. And now, with you,” he whispers. “That fear is gone.”

Boop barks loudly and we both sit up in a shock to see her watching us from the foot of the bed. I snicker and shake my head.

“How long has she been there?” Konstantinas sniffs.

“Not sure.” I frown at her. “But I don’t trust her regardless.”

Konstantinas takes the sheet from the fold out and wraps it around his waist. He goes into the kitchen and gives Boop a treat from the jar. She happily takes it and goes back upstairs.

“Extortionist,” he grumbles under his breath. 

“Hey, be grateful for her,” I grin. “After all, if it wasn’t for her I don’t think we would have started talking.”

Konstantinas comes back to bed, pressing a kiss to me to ease me back down. “She’s a better wingman that King Lord, that’s for sure.”

We both start laughing until we are kissing again.