❝ W A R N I N G ❞
sexual content. matured scenes.

❛ NOZEL SILVA ❜

"Will you be staying at Fuegoleon's?"

Your husband, Nozel, nodded with his little braid on his forehead following those movements. He packed his things, with his prepared tuxedo inside, before planting a kiss on your lips.

"I'll be so excited to see you tomorrow."

Yes, there will be a ball happening tomorrow evening. However, the boys, William, Nozel, Fueggy, Yami, Jack, and Rill, all decided to stay with Fuegoleon's mansion until tomorrow. They'll be having a night out (if that's the term) and decided to go to the ball at the same time. They'd be helping each other to prepare, of course. Nozel didn't want to join at first, he said that he would like to escort you to the main hall but you declined, saying that he shouldn't waste the opportunity to hang out with the other captains.

"Don't worry, I picked the perfect dress."

Smiling, you squeezed his hand before the both of you walked outside Silva's mansion, as you watch him get into the vehicle, waving goodbye.

That's when a smirk flashed on your face. You're pretty sure he'll be surprised to see you in your gown tomorrow.

[ TIMESKIP ]

Charlotte and another girl Magic Knights greeted you as you entered the hall. Assessing the situation, you were a little bit late so the boys, especially your husband, are already inside the ballroom. Well, that'll be a grand entrance, right?

Knocking three times before a guard opened the massive doors, everyone stopped from moving at the spotlight hit your glittering figure. You're so beautiful, no, ethereal to be exact. The silver dress that you picked hugged your curves very perfectly with a slit in the right leg, showing your perfectly glossy skin. That made your husband's heart ram inside his chest. He never saw you wear anything like that before. Anything too revealing. If given the choice, you would always like to wear something more legal, like a dress with a very long skirt. This is very new to him. No, to you as well.

You caught everyone captivated, and perverted looks from other people can't be avoided and Nozel noticed it, making him angrier than ever. As his senses slowly getting back to him, he stood up from his seat before grabbing your wrists as he pulled you out on the terrace.

"Woah, Woah, Woah there. I haven't gotten any drinks yet." You exclaimed as he loosened his grip on you.

"W-What's with that dress?" He asked, eyebrows furrowing.

"What do you mean? I told you I'd be—"

"It's too revealing. Do you see how William and Yami looked at you?! Rill is even blushing!"

You chuckled at his expression. "Is my husband jealous?"

"I am!" Nozel looked at you with piercing eyes. "I don't want others laying their nasty looks at you. You're my wife, Y/N. It means you're mine."

"No one's going to steal me from you, Nozel." Your delicate fingers caressed his cheeks. "I am only yours. They can look at me all they want but they can't have me."

Nozel was caught off guard by those words of yours as his eyes suddenly trailed down to your chest, leaving him blushing before averting his gaze. With a swift movement, he grabbed your wrists again, this time, softly, before turning back at you.

"Follow me."

"Where? I want to enjoy the ball."

"We'll be going back after this."

"After what, Nozel?"

He clicked his tongue. "Just shut up, okay? You can scream all you want later."

"What the—?!"

You started stumbling on your own feet as your husband dragged you away from the crowd. He went directly into his office, locking the door afterward as he pinned you to the wall. With his fiery eyes looking at you, you immediately melted into it, becoming speechless. You let him cursed under his breath as he took off your gown from you, leaving you in your underwear. He showed you his talent in kissing when he attacked your lips.

"Nozel, m-my make-up will be—"

"I don't care about that stupid makeup, you're more beautiful without those."

With a swift movement, he slammed his lips into yours once more as his hands rested on your waist, rubbing it up and down. A heat forming between your thighs, you squeezed it close, trying to hold back.

"Stop," he whispered. "Stop holding back for me."

"B-But—"

"Let them hear us, I don't give a fuck!"

"S-Still—"

"You keep on denying me, huh?"

No further warnings, he inserted two digits inside you, making you scream his name very loud. He started lubricating it, doing it in a circular motion, or copying a movement of scissors. You blushed as you suddenly gripped on his tuxedo, biting your lip to suppress your moans.

"Keep holding back and you won't last long, trust me. I knew you better than that, Y/N."

"I-I just don't want to be scandalous—"

"This won't be scandalous, okay? We're both here in my office and we're fucking in private so stop holding back!"

Letting your feelings dwell up, you finally gave in. As he inserted another finger into you, you pulled your head back, feeling the overflowing pleasure flashed in your system.

"Holy shit, you're so damn good."

He flashed a sly smile. "O-Of course I am."

The only thing running on your mind right now is your husband and your heart damn beating very fast. As well as your breathing. He unclasped your bra, letting it fall on the cold floor, as he groped your breasts. He loves seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure and you love his reckless behavior very much.

"Oh my God, Nozel."

"That's right, say my name."

He pinched a sensitive bud. "N-Nozel!"

"Shout it!"

"Nozel! Please, m-more..."

He smirked while looking at your flustered face, eyes half-lidded.

"You're so fucking beautiful. Good thing I married you."

"I'm the only one allowed to get fucked by you, jerk."

His eyebrows furrowed once again. "What did you just call me?!"

No more warnings, he pulled down his bottoms before slamming his member deep inside you, making your grip on his shoulders tighter.

"Oh my God. Nozel, deeper!"

"You aren't answering my goddamn answer yet!"

"I-I'm sorry I called you a jerk—Ah, faster!"

"Good girl."

He followed your request before thrusting the way you like. This made you crazy, slowly reaching your climax. A few more moans and tears are starting to be evident in your eyes as you tugged on his hair. Of course, he felt it too, that's why his pace became more unbelievably animalistic. Very rough. Very indelicate. But that's what you love even more.

He pounded on you so hard that you almost see white spots in your vision.

"I-I'm com—"

"I know!"

With a very powerful push, you let your juices flow out of you, and in just a matter of minutes, you feel his very warm seed painting your walls white. Shit, that was the best feeling ever. He kissed you on your forehead before cleaning you up, helping you to sit comfortably on his swivel chair. He wrapped you with his coat before picking up all your clothes from the floor.

"Now, how am I supposed to go back to the ball?" You asked, eyes still closed.

"I'll tell them you fell from the stairs and have to skip the event."

"So rude of you."

Both of you chuckled before he cuddled with you until you fell asleep. Well, he'll just get back to you later and he promised to bring you new, much more civilized clothes.

[ BONUS PART ]

Nozel came back to the event with a very flustered face even though he already made sure that there's no hint of sex left in him.

"Where's Y/N?"

It was William. "On my office, sleeping."

"How could she be sleeping in times like this?"

"Don't worry about her, Charlotte. She'll be fine. Anyways, excuse me."

As Nozel walked away from the group to grab another glass of wine, Yami snickered, whispering under his breath.

"I'm pretty sure they fucked."

"I heard that Yami, you bastard."