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mind games
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『ELIXIR OF CONFUSION』
nacht x reader x zenon x ???
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warning: nsfw (terrible)
foreword; she 'enjoys' it... plz
yall finna hate me i get it
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"You foul treacherous bitch." A witch spat out, holding a deep vengeance to the female she holds grudges of the past too.

The single sword grazed by her chin, wincing in pain. (y/n) squinted her eyes, knowing the cruel things she has done. "Aren't you?"

A scoff followed by the scene close by. "Just end her, (y/n). We're wasting our time."

(y/n) faced her 'leader', nodding. "Of course."

The witch shouted, realizing the no extent of love that the man she admires has shown. Angered, she waved her hand above and shouted in pain of broken heart. "Zenon-sama! I thought you love me!"

"Please, love me!"

Zenon faced her as if she was stupid. "Filth. Why should I love a whore like you?"

"You're nothing but trash." He turned, walking away from the small hut they were in. The sharp bone made-sword bleeded, slowly wiped by him. Glancing shortly to his assigned mate.

"End her."

The witch shouted out, not wanting to give up her hopeless romantic sneer. "You'll love me!" Taking a swish of bottled elixir, she went and wifted the smell. "See? I can smell you, Zenon-sama! You're the one for me!"

"Nonsense. Your child games are disgusting. End her."

"No!!" She went over and took a dash, followed by an incoming attack from the standing assigned mate of Zenon. She lost her balance, dropping a hinge of elixir on air.

"You'll love me—!" A bone struck her abdomen and chest, ending her ridiculous acts. A gasp past her lips.

"Z-Zenon—sa-ma..." She pleaded, reaching the elixir who was then kicked on air by the cruel bone mage.

"Shut up." He scoffed, turning away to the female who busied herself with her lips. "You were too slow."

"My apologies." (y/n) furrowed her brows in the weird scent she earned all of a sudden. Glancing to the merciless man who gazed her in annoyance. "It feels like something just entered my mouth... Nevermind."

Walking away, sniffing the brand new smell that entered his nose. He felt doubtedly aroused for some reason. Getting rid of the thought as the smell grew time by time. "What is that smell?"

"Excuse me?"

Zenon faced her, feeling his heart swell in bliss. Ignoring it and exhaling the smell away. "Nothing."

They didn't know that this was a cause... a bad cause.

She stared over at his eyes, smiling softly as she hugged the male close to her. "Nacht, you should get some rest. You've had a hard time today." Nacht hugged her close, not pulling away as he exhaled the breath he had been holding.

It has been a tough day. A very long day indeed. Nacht has been strolling all around the kingdom to find a gap in the kingdom's security. Nearly revealing himself to the one and only Dante Zogratis was a huge trouble. Since then, rumours have spread in just a few hours about a spy in the castle grounds.

Nacht may be a shadow, but he just couldn't help but feel exhausted to just this day. There were so many things going on other than that. Like Gimodelo's rants, Plumede's whines, Slotos' cries, Walgner's overthinkings. But other than that was the fact he had to keep an eye on his one and only lover, (y/n).

They were both spies. But she was all assigned to work inside the castle. No one suspects a thing, which was a good sign indeed. Although, seeing how his wife was all by herself in the enemies' den scared him.

Yes, wife. (y/n) is in fact married to the man she knows for quite some long time. Even before she met him, she knew of him.

"No. I want to be close to you for now." He pampered her with kisses. Laying by her side as her room in the castle was just deemed comfortable to both of them. "You smell intoxicating."

He loves her, unconditionally. Just love her literally. He couldn't say more other than the fact he'll kill anyone and even himself just to save her. Just as she would do the same for him.

He inhaled, biting her ears and wrapping his arms up around her, taking her closer as they laid in bed. (y/n) chuckled, "Oh, hush. You're the one who's simple and yet extravagantly intoxicating in any way."

Pressing a single kiss by her lips, Nacht smiles. "No. You."

Before they could continue any further, Gimodelo jumped out and appeared without his master's consent. "Nacht-sama!!" The other three devils came up and appeared like a bunch of shenanigans.

Nacht rolled his eyes, tired from their rants and whines as he knew what was bound to happen soon. "Oh? (y/n)-chan!"

"Hey, babies! Come here!" She opened her arms and accepted the creatures running figures that trample the married woman away from her husband's hold. Interrupted, once more.

"Alright. We're leaving." Nacht stood, patting himself and taking the cloak in hand. Flashing a dark stare to the four little devils who're going to get it for disturbing his moment. "Right?"

The four devils shivered, following their master after their farewells and goodbyes. Disappearing before Nacht gave of his last smile. "I should take my leave. We'll meet each other soon, right?"

She nodded, standing up and giving out one last hug as well as a short simple kiss on his lips. "Yeah. I'll let you know when I'm free."

"Stay safe."

"You, too! Don't forget to catch some rest, alright? My shift's about to start." (y/n) took her coat. Nacht nodded, going on and kissing her last goodbye. "I love you."

"(y/n)." A knock came from the door, surprising the two as they hurried on to do what they were supposed to do. Nacht left into the shadows, flashing a last look to her who smiled as she went over to the door.

She propelled herself, putting her normal facade on and accepting the person waiting outside. "Dante-sama? What brings you here?"

Dante scanned the room from the opened doorway he stood, shaking his head with a smile. "I have a simple request for you."

"What is it, sir?"

"Persuade Zenon to do his task. He's been avoiding them for a while now. You'll join the mission with him."

(y/n) earned a question mark on her head. "Persuade? If it's alright, I would like to ask why me, sir?"

Dante chuckled, sighing as a thought of his brother came to mind. "He'll listen to you. Now, go. If he says no, just say that Dante and Vanica will personally strip him. Run along!"

'Dante? Strip him? What?'

"Sure. Let's get going." He took her hand, pulling the two of them without even any comments from the dark triad, bone-user. All (y/n) could do was blink. 'What? That easily?'

It was easy to assume; Zenon Zogratis has his eyes on the spy from the Clover Kingdom without his knowledge of her. She was filled with potential. She can stand up for herself. Take care of herself. She's breathtaking, not to mention, polite. She's intellectual, surprisingly. She was what he pictured as the perfect spouse.

It just got crazier from that witch incident. She was all over his mind, especially by her scent.

"Watch out." He mumbles, to which (y/n) heard and dodged the incoming attack from the criminal of the kingdom. But what she didn't realize was the fact he had already pierced every one of them to the bottom core.

She blinked, turning. "Thank you."

He nodded, turning away and walking back with a short smirk. "Sure."

He was captivated, yes. After all, she was one of the closest to him and one of the bravest ones out there that could speak calmly with the Zenon. Aside from his siblings, he finds her presence comforting and alluring. He was simply hopeless romantic inside but only to this particular woman.

It was like she trapped him into an illusion filled with lust and crave.

"Wait, Zenon-sama? Where are we going?" He took her hand, wrapping claws of bones by her stomach, earning a shiver down her spine.

He sighs endearingly. "A nearby pub."

He doesn't know that she was a spy. Moreover, married. The ring by her finger was what he thought to be nothing but decor. Keeping Dante away as well as Vanica from scavenging her. It was a wise choice, but they still lingered every now and then. Just like him.

The precious gem and band by her right ring finger. Thinking that she was engaged to someone that none of them knows of. He watched it close, drinking his wine as she busied herself with her drink she was given by Zenon.

"Are you engaged?" His rasped voice surprised her, to which she shook her head truthfully.

"No." She was being honest after all. She wasn't engaged but more of she has already married the man she loves. Changing the spot of the ring was a wise move and was helpful after all.

She was nervous. She knew that one of the Dark Triad members was watching her close like a predator. Gulping her saliva as she waited for incoming questions. "What's with the ring?"

She didn't know what to say, but she could only lie for her and her husband's sake. "It's just a ring from the past..."

"Therefore, you have no significant other, correct?"

"Yes, sir... What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing."

He found himself his new prey. More likely, his first prey out of love and interest. He's deeply and deeply in love with her. Day by day, more interactions came along since she first came. He just wants to bite her, own her. Make her his own.

Stalking her was his speciality. His abilities and hearing as well as demonic powers were enough to please him as much as he wanted. Hearing her singing as he leaned back on the door to her bathroom. Hiding his presence from his major experience.

She didn't know any of the facts she was being watched. But she had a bad feeling about something, resulting in her not contacting her husband on when or where they'll meet.

It was since the witch incident she realized herself feeling awfully off. Like at some moments she'll lose control of herself.

He was glad that he was assigned along with her. His plan worked after all. Dante did notice his interest in (y/n). Now placing him with her at all times was just a perfect plan.

The times they spent now increased. A week has passed and all he received were missions, small or large ones, that always ended up with her being with him. Sparking up questions for her to respond, just as she asked him. They gained a bond; A special bond, that was what Zenon thought.

He was more than sure that she should be his at this point. Before anyone can have her, she'll have that ring replaced by the ones with his name, not the ones that are fraud, he thought.

He could smell that scent from far away, like it was stuck to his nostrils. He was just about to knock on her door, going for the mission they were assigned to. Before he heard her laughter and chattered with an anonymous voice from her room.

"It's fine. I'll be alright. Are you? You sound vastly tired." She giggled, earning a spark of jealousy from the man outside of the door.

'Who is this person? How is she contacting anyone?' He thought, not knowing how she was holding a communicating device from Clover.

"Not really. I have been busy these past few days. I was assigned with Zenon Zogratis for missions."

"Yes, I'm fine. Calm down. He's actually kind of alright...?"

"Don't worry. I can protect myself. I trust that nothing wrong will happen."

"You want to meet up?"

Zenon's ears perked close, leaning to the walls outside of her room, hearing through his sharp ears that could sadly only hear her faint voice. He was disappointed. Just who is she talking to?

"I'll try. I think I have no missions today. That's a relief."

"Today? How about that?"

"Four by the east district tower. I should be free at that time."

Thinking to himself. It was three by now. An hour left till (y/n) meetup with whoever that is. The mission can wait. Zenon's wondering who (y/n) is meeting up with. Eager, he was ready to slide in and see who she was meeting with and take her if she was a threat.

'East district tower? You're choosing places that are unusually empty.... You're being extremely suspicious.' Zenon furrowed his brows, biting his lip as he thought close and heard what she was saying.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine. I'll meet you soon, Nacht. Love you." That strikes his heart. Nacht was a common name for males, he thought. He just knew at that moment, this woman was playing him all along. Hatred blew through his heart, he was defied and wrapped around a single female that he was all so feist about.

With that final move, he left with a single scowl on his face, followed by an empty heart. One that was claiming and ready to feast her at any moment.

"I don't fucking care. You're going to be mine, either way." He stated, not knowing the true fact how the maiden he thought to be was not maiden after all. He suspects her as the traitor that Dante meant, but he was not so close to revealing the truth.

Striding away, waiting over to the East District Tower that she was talking about, waiting patiently for what was yet to come.

(y/n) smiled, getting ready to meet her lover of some years. She patiently waited for her meeting, taking even a short nap, not knowing how there was coincidentally a sudden mission she was supposed to finish with the mighty Zenon Zogratis. Going towards the tower she meant, earlier than four since she was very much excited to see her husband.

She walked by and escaped any sort of hindrance that the people of the castle might find her. Hiding in the shadows, well mostly try, to do what Nacht usually do.

She sighs after leaving the castle with no obstacles, going over to the East District of the capital. She didn't know what was yet to come to her view. A man that longed for a desire to take what this maiden has made him think wildly of. "That went great."

She didn't know that the man has cleared up the pathway just for her. Waiting eagerly, as to wait for her appearance.

He hid behind one of the walls, resting his mind and state before he smelled the intoxicating scent she gave of, wondrous and delicious, not so far away from where he's at. Smirking silently, hearing close to her footsteps, being early just as she usually is.

"A few minutes left? He should be here soon..." (y/n) whispered to herself. Sighing and sitting on one of the dusty chairs in the secluded room. "Hm... I miss him..."

Zenon gritted his teeth, not waiting further as to see this Nacht she meant. He was eager and was ready to take her in any moment. Seeing her legs crossed over the other, sighing pleasantly as if she was enthusiastic to meet him.

Seeing her legs and how her face contorted piqued him. He went right for it.

"Looking for someone?" He said, appearing by her side with nothing more than a single frown followed by a single smirk as soon as she went bedazzled and surprised to see him. Frightened even.

"Zenon-sama?!"

"Why so surprised? You're waiting for someone, aren't you? Why in the East District?"

She couldn't respond. She was frightened. The sharp bone pointed to her neck has disabled her abilities to move a single movement. "I-I—!"

"You're hiding something," Zenon called forth, leaning to the seat by her side. "I don't know what it might be. But you're coming with me."

She pushed herself away from him, but much to her complaints, a small thin bone pierced past her arm, wrapping themselves by her arm to stop her from moving; earning a yelp from her. "N-No!"

He carried her with him, kissing her cheeks, smelling her scent close as to which he nearly drowned himself in bliss. Taking a smirk by his face as he has seen her small trickles of tears. Finding the time to be close to four. "Beg."

"I'm not hiding anything, Zenon-sama!"

He pushed his two fingers by her cheeks, trapping her lips to full out pushed. "You're lying, traitor. My devil knows what you're up to, along with this 'Nacht' you spoke of."

"Stop!!" She shouted, feeling bones pierced even more down her arms, leaving her helpless to which she tries to back herself up. She's strong, she knows she is.

But in the state of being in the devil's hold, there's no hope. Especially if it's Zenon Zogratis.

"Why should I? Do you know how much I love you? How I wished to savage you like you were a mere dessert? You smell intoxicating." He mumbled, inhaling her scent by her neck, followed by him biting her neck.

"You have no significant other, yes? You told me you didn't. So, allow me to make you as mine."

Her eyes went wide, understanding what he meant. Nacht MAY NOT meet him, since he might as well end up being taken in hostage. What is she supposed to do now?

An enemy's hold, a silent groan from The Zenon Zogratis was nerve wrecking. She wanted to cry and stand up for herself, but it's useless against Zenon.

"No, please... don't." She pleads, earning a chuckle of laughter followed by those sinister smiles he personally likes to keep.

"Make me."

It went chaotic, since she was begging herself for him to let her go, pointless. She was twisting her amount of chance and Zenon was rather starving for her. Taking her over to his portal, ready to pulverize her in a matter of seconds.

"Are you a virgin?" He called, looking down to the girl by his arms who had unusual bones down her throat to stop her from speaking out. She teared up and shook her head in refusal begging.

His bones are sharp, disabling her from speaking. He enjoyed looking at her pain, smirking. "I'll take it as a yes."

Her eyes widened, shaking her head vigorously. Tears began to streak down her eyes. She didn't know Zenon was like this. At least she thought she'll be fine around him. But it was wrong to believe a devilhost of the Dark Triad.

"You'll be mine. I take what I want." Pressing his nose by her skin, "...We'll be together for infinity."

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Nacht sighed, appearing from the shadows, quite late from what he was supposed to come. He was pestered on by the devils he owned and cared for as a family. He thought he'd meet his wife in this place, just like they occasionally do, but turns out she isn't here, yet.

Thinking she was late, he sat patiently where she once sat. "She's unusually late... I'll wait for a few minutes..."

..

"NOOO—!!" She screamed, feeling Zenon's hands by her side. Her clothes were slowly taken off, and she felt hopeless. She felt defeated. She didn't want any of this.

"Please, please, PLEASE! NO!!" She begged, crying in melancholy tears that wished to keep her sacredness for her husband.

"Sharing is caring... You're mine."

He glanced at her, smirking tediously. "Bad girls should be punished."

He pressed himself down on her, sitting up as she sat in front of him, unable to move by the bones rattling by her sides and arm. He pressed his fingers down her flower, silently pleased on the warmth that swallowed him whole.

"You're wet."

She screamed and cried, begging for him to let go. "I-I'm not ready, yet!!"

"This isn't you, Zenon-sama!"

"You're wet because of me. Your body isn't rejecting me." He hummed, wrapping his other arm by her waist, watching her movements close. "You nasty whore."

Without herself knowing the dark secrets this man has, she was beyond surprised and afraid of his kinks. Those sharp bones found themselves by her legs, spreading it out to which she pleaded not to.

"Please, not now!!"

He was pleased to see her tears, knowing how she was slowly losing hope. This 'Nacht' he thought will never be able to find her. Zenon will cage her just for himself. "I will unless you tell me who Nacht is."

She shook her head, facing reality. Losing hope was just her way. "No..." She started. "Please, I beg you..."

He kissed her cheeks, feeling her giving in. It angers him how she was actually defending whoever this 'Nacht' is. But he was pleased either way how she was giving in. "Then I suggest you enjoy this with me. It's better than to pry."

"I may be claiming you out of nowhere. But I want to say that I love you." He kissed her lips, feeling her streams of tears falling by his cheeks. "Please, enjoy this with me."

He's hopeless romantic deep inside. But he was pushing her either way. It was crazy and scary. She didn't want this but she has no choice but to give in rather than getting herself killed. Not, when she has all the secrets that she was hoping to tell Nacht today.

But somehow, she felt lightheaded, lost. It was like those things that had controlled her this past few weeks were slowly taking over again.

Feeling her wetting his fingers were enough to light him in joy. "That's it... Love me."

He laid her down, hovering on top as his nakedness gloried down to the secretly married woman. Her loyal eyes are scarred, tainted by other men's nudes. But she's in bliss, couldn't help but love every bits of feeling like she has been waiting for this day.

"I'll take it slow. Since you're obeying me. I'll gladly take you as mine." He pushed himself in, slowly and gently as to see her crying in tears of petrification. She was glad he was being this gentle but she still didn't want this.

"Y-Yes, Zenon-sama." She cried, gulping down her saliva as she felt the throbbing member slid till the very end of her sacred flower. She was full, extremely. She didn't expect this to be her first time, either way she bled on his covers.

Her legs trembled, begging for a no, but her smell just pulled him further to take her. But the bones held her still. His eyes widened at the realization of her core bleeding on bed. "It indeed is your first."

He earned no response as she hid her face full of tears by her pierced arm. He smiled, "That's relieving."

Silently praying in fear, she was molested by the man she worked under for. She didn't want to face him, scared to see her husband's unusually similar eyes to him. 'Why does it feel... so good?'

But the patience grew in disappearance, she felt herself burning in love and affection that this man gave of. How he was slowly and gently taking her even if either way she was consumed as being molested by a man not from her marriage.

She couldn't hold back her moan. "Z-Zenon-sama—!"

"I'm scared. Please... be gentle." She cried, finding herself enjoying what pleasure he's giving to her. She didn't want this. So, why her? Was this the risk she was willing to take for her kingdom?

Defying her wishes politely, "I'm afraid I can't. You're too tight on me. You yourself are enjoying it." He thrusted deep on her, taking her leg and placing them by his shoulder, swallowing her with new pleasure/pain.

"It's time to take your pleasure into a new level."

She closed her eyes, washing herself anew in built bliss. She closed her eyes and took it all in. "H-Hah~"

"No... P-Please, I can't stand it..." She slowly lost her voice and mind. Consumed by the unknowingly, elixir of confusion.

Wincing in bliss from the new position, she audibly let out a soft moan, disgusted of herself. "Ah~"

"That's it... That's it." He led her, smiling to himself, pressing kisses down her breast. "Take me all good, princess."

Her eyes widened in memory, tired and afraid. She felt herself lightheaded. She wasn't supposed to be this weak, but him doing this to her was enough proof that she couldn't protect herself. 'Princess...?'

'Morgen...' She cried, not in the best time to think of the past she hoped that last. 'What should I do...?'

He pulled her into a heated kiss. His forceful soft warm lips pressed upon her feared ones. His tongue lored within hers. He pushed down his tongue inside her cavern, she was so uncomfortable to be bare under a man she didn't wed. Yet, she couldn't help but feel extremely pleased.

He wanted this for so long. Since the day he saw her in the training, fighting with the other soldiers and overpowering them, gaining victory. How he saw her pointing that sword by the tip of one of their necks, he just knew that he wanted to overpower her.

"Y-You're too fast!!" She begged, feeling herself getting weaker by hold. He dominated her body, destroying her piece by piece, mentally and physically. The elixir was at fault, it pulled him into it. She herself has lost her mind.

"Ah~~" She let out her moan, accidentally as she couldn't help but feel aroused moment by moment.

This was terribly wrong and to have someone do such a thing like this to her who wasn't her husband at the start was just wrong. But it felt so good.

He smiled, forcing her to hover above him as the bones made her move like those malicious puppets acting like a toy. Her view was magnificent and her scent just smelled wilder and tastier.

The bliss was too great, too hard to hold back. "Z-Zenon-s-sama~" That wasn't how she wanted to let out. That came off wrong, just absolutely wrong. He chuckled softly, watching how her tears fall down on him as she moved above him and pleasured the two of them.

"I-I can't hold it. Please, love me! I-I—!" Her eyes went wide, wanting to cup her mouth from the series of bliss that ran down on her like a tsunami.

It was that witch. That mere fucking with that fucked her mind. That elixir was the reason and that witch had ruined it since the very start. Purposely trying to make the Dark Triad's youngest to love her.

"AHH~!!" She cried out, losing herself and giving up. She has to face it.

"That's it, princess, take the whole of me." He mutters, flashing a sinister smile as he placed his hand by her hips and thighs, watching her breasts. "Don't reject me. You love me, don't you?"

'This is pain—!'

"Yes, harder—!" She wept, piling her tears down to the male who smiles softly up to her. "Wonderful, we're getting into the climax. You should feel it by now."

As he said that, all her mind falls away. Covered as she got limped and weakened. She has to face it. She has been molested by someone who isn't her husband. Zenon may not know of him or they will both expose their kingdom's purposes.

She lost her mind. Her place was originally the position the witch they killed had wished to be. To be fucked till broken by this cruel sadist. Now, she took that chance, brimming the position of the dead hopeless romantic witch.

"F-Faster..."

"Please!"

"Hm~ You feel that?" He groans, huffing as he lets go away the bones that pierced past her arms and the ones by her waist. Letting her fall on him, to which he caught her and kissed her deeply.

"I love you. I really do. Please, love me." He mutters, pushing himself deep within her and releasing, flushing her sacred passageway by the villain. A blind villain that was manipulated by a mere witch's elixir.

"With that, you'll carry my offsprings."

It has been nearly an hour, Nacht has grown extremely nervous of the fact his wife isn't here, yet. He gave up in waiting and went on to search for her as he and his instincts were firing away by the indescribable fear.

"Nacht-sama... Where's (y/n)-chan?" Gimodelo whimpered, flashing his sad eyes and lowered ears as the other middle-ranked devils followed and welded in tears.

"I don't know. And we're going to find her." They went into the shadows, going faster in hopes to search for her being.

Slotos wept, "Nacht-sama, I have a bad feeling about this." Nacht reassured them, hoping for the best himself. He had to stay positive and he believes his girl was strong and was capable of handling herself.

"Calm down. She'll be fine." His mind was burning crazy, remembering close to his memory in the past. The promise he made with his brother.

"Let's find her."

He didn't want this. This was definitely the risk they were willing to face as someone who's a spy or even getting close to the one and only, thirsty devil-host. He knew this was probably why she was assigned with Zenon for all this time.

Zenon wants her.

He found her laid by his bed, alone as she lied lifelessly and limo. His eyes grew wide, not expecting that she might be in his room, bare. He was scared and furious. "(y/n)..." He started, touching her sensitive skin that burns by the single touch.

She winced and cried, facing away from the man she married. "...Nacht..." She whispered, trembling by the covers.

Nacht gritted his teeth, smiling softly to reassure that she would be just fine. "I'm right here... I'm so sorry, (y/n)..." He kissed her wet cheeks.

"He called me princess, Nacht..." She cried, pressing her nails down her skin, her tainted skin. Turning to face him, "He took my first..."

"What should I do? I lost my mind just now..." She bit her skin, letting tears fall further down her puffy eyes. Nacht wrapped her by his cloak, pressing a soft kiss to hide back his furious expression that could disrupt her mental.

"I loved it... Am I a slut?"

She's scarred.

"Zenon was all over my head... It was like something made me do it... I'm such a terrible wife... Leave me..."

"Let's take you back." He shook his head, fumbling for a while before finally letting her hide back on his arms. She faced him, "But what about them? Wouldn't they know?"

"I don't care. I'll think about it." He smiles sadly at her. "You should take a rest."

She hid her face, not caring of being seen naked by her husband. But she was humiliated and guilty of being bedded by another man that did pleasured her. "I should be the one saying that to you... I'm being so much of a burden."

Nacht shook his head, slowly remembering the memory his brother speaks of. Morgen's loved eyes shortly dying as he gave of his last wish. "Protect her for me..."

"Love her and marry her... Share your love... I trust that you can... love her..."

He cried out to his brother, "Morgen!!" Slowly falling those tears that showed he didn't belong to live. It would be better if Morgen was the one who lived instead of him, with his lover and greatest friends he owns.

"I can't! You have to live!"

"Nacht... Please... she needs love..."

Nacht gulped, slowly carrying her and letting the both of them fall to the ground, covering in the shadows. But before he could do much, the door from the outside opened, surprising him.

"(y/n)." Zenon roughed, biting his lips and holding some major amount of after care items that could hope to please his woman and care for her.

But he realized that someone had taken a hold of his 'lover' , someone he suspected as 'Nacht'.

"You—!" Bones rattled around and lored to pierce the man holding his mate. "You're that 'Nacht', aren't you?"

"Don't you dare take her away from me. She's my lover, you disgusting thief."

"And if I don't? She's my wife. I'm taking her away from the devil."

"I'll destroy Clover Kingdom. Let it perish to the ground."

She woke up panting, breathing as her heart felt like it was falling in pieces. She turned to the side, seeing no one beside her. It was like nothing had happened, no mistakes were trances.

She looked over to the time and date, finding out that her nap just ended all the way to near four. She grew afraid, shaking her head in fear. Spreading her legs to check herself and found her arms not even pierced by the bone she feared.

"What was that dream?" She smelled herself. "I smell really weird..."

"Was it because of that witch incident? I... should not meet Zenon for a while..."

Taking her communication device, she waited for a response as soon as she made up her mind. "Nacht, let's just meet up in my room. I need to tell you something."

The elixir of confusion, brings confusion.

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❝ i swear this boy is deadly. ❞
—mind games, renforshort

31/3/21 ☁︎ elixir of confusion
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i got major headaches writing this. im also confused 👍
yall probably finna hate me for this x~x