( very quick A/N ik you guys hate this stuff but it is gonna mean something if you read this. I am new at making stories so if I have typos and a bad story please don't judge....ok continue your reading ;-;)

         You wondered around the halls of the run down hospital of beacon mental hospital looking for both Sebastian, Joseph and Leslie, not bothering to look for Kidman after your best friend Leslie was shot at or almost shot at by Kidman. It sickened you as you replayed the whole seen than the next time you saw her you wouldn't be able to be around anyone again.

        You continued to walk around until you walked into what looked as if a office, old looking books lined the walls, dust laced the books leaving a clean and smooth looking blanket. untouched for years. the old table sat in the middle of the room with the black leather chair sitting there taunting you. sit or not to sit? you started to hear a faint ring that grew louder by the second. groaning in slight annoyance you twitched in discomfort. A low and husky voice that growled into your ear quietly "what are you doing here dear (y/n)?~" you quickly turned around and whimpered at the fact you had to look up at whoever was talking to you.  White eyes met yours and stared into your soul making you shift in a feeling you dad never felt before. You backed up only to bump into the office table, almost making you fall onto the table.

 
         "no need to fear me, my sunlower" the man said to you calmly. You slowly looked around and quickly looked back at the man who had suddenly you pinned to the table with force that almost knocked the air out of your lungs. Grunting in pain you looked at the tall figure and blushed crimson red, the fact you were so easily embarrassed at his actions made you want to run away.  "your fear is not needed dear (y/n), I only want to be your savior if you will be my sunflower" his voice whispered with such grace, yet it made you feel unsure about him, even if he looked and did things that would have him labeled a sick man. you looked into his grey eyes, being taken back at the painful yet beautiful painting in his eyes, moving closer to him and planting a gentle hand on his scarred cheek and the other on his neck to pull him closer. you nodded your head in agreement to be his, but only shook your head at what you could possibly do to him, your past stopped you from getting this close to anyone that wanted to be yours and you to be theirs. flashbacks of you snapping on your abusive parents and lover. killing them all in the most painful way, just to be even with them for making your mental state be a car accident on a highway, to be fair with as many scars and blood they have drawn on your flesh. the past made your eyes turn into waterfalls and you let it happened but only smiled to show that you were trying your best to get pasted it but then the tears just fell.

      Ruvik could see what you were thinking the whole time. his eyes softened the slightest, pulling you into a tight and welcoming hug. that made the pain disappear. "I know how it feels" your heart skipped a beat, tears finally stopped and went to rest. he wasn't looking down at you anymore but looking off into the distance. "I know what its like to feel pain, and snap at the one who have hurt you. I know how it feel to have the blood of your once loved ones on your own hands." his voice cracked at loved ones. it seemed unlike him to crack like that but it turns out even the evilest person can feel emotions. after what seemed like forever you finally pulled him closer and kissed him. he stood there in shock but slowly wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his body. (slowly turns on seventeen by heathers :D jk)

       things dilated quickly, the little kiss turned into a heated make out season, hands explored each others clothed body, not daring to take an inch of clothing off till the other was ok with it. Ruviks kisses turned more hungrier and dangerous. your (e/c) eyes widened as he lifted you up and kissed your neck aggressively. shivering in slight discomfort at the position he had you in. "are you ok (y/n)?'' I nodded and he continued to kiss you. suddenly he was lifting up my shirt and I looked down seeing his little pal (why do I say this? WELL CAUSE IM AWKARWD LIKE THAT ;-;) you could feel the blood rush to your cheeks and your face feel like it was burning up. Ruvik looked down and his face turned a crimson red. "I-I'm sorry (y/n)" was all you heard from him. "I-it's ok Ruvik." you looked at him with passionate eyes. you never been this close to anyone and you wanted to stay close you him, he made you feel complete. "(y/n), you...you make me feel whole again after (ass sex, we mouth sex XD sorry I needed a laugh at m own shit. lonely humor) all the shit I have done. I'm sorry if you don't want this." his expression changed. "but your mine." suddenly your pants were ripped off and his cloak was flung off. He lowered down to your stomach and kissed it passionately lowering himself more down to your panties. biting them and pulling them down ever so slowly which made you more excited. he finally slid them completely off. "I see that you are already wanting this~" he said calmly. you finally spoke up "Ruvik, its not fair that you are still wearing stuff." you whined. "fine, fine" You heard that low chuckle again that made you feel all soft and shit (sorry). he pulled down his tattered pants and boxers. you sat there and stared almost ready to have a nosebleed. Ruvik smirked but slowly started to frown at the scars scattered across your thighs and wrist. he grabbed your wrist and looked at the words engraved on your soft skin. 'whore' 'fatass' 'cunt' 'pussy' but the one that took him back the most was 'I'm sorry'. he kissed your wrist and thighs. "promise me, this will happen no more" he looked up at me with hurt eyes. I nodded on the point of crying. "I'm sorry" I said. my voice cracking. "you don't need to be my love...they are the ones that need to be." he said almost as if he was going to find the ones that made you feel he need to draw on yourself. you hugged  Ruvik tightly and he picked you up. it was awkward that you both were naked (I lie, you still have your bra on) he set you on the ground and you looked at him. "heh, we forgot something love" he said looking at your bra. his charred hands skillfully unclipped your bra. you shivered as the cold air hit your (breast size). he smiled and threw your bra into an unknown area of the room, putting both of your legs on his waist. he leaned over you and started to message your breast earning him a soft and innocent moan. (HEY PS YOUR A VERGIN IN HERE SO GROW UP) "R-Ruvik~" you moaned out. he smiled, bucking his hips causing his member to rub against your clit. " (send me help) you shifted your hips to get a better position but unintentionally made it make Ruvik grunt in pleasure. He leaned over you putting pressure on you and sliding his tip into you sending you over the edge.

         "F-Fuck (y/n) you're so fucking t-tight." He looked at your face and saw that you were in plenty discomfort. "I'm sorry." he said to you in a monotone expression. You closed your eyes for a split second, only to open them to a pitch black room. Your heart began to race as you tried to stand up, but when you tried to get up pain shot through your body. You heard footsteps coming your way. As you looked over you saw...Ruvik? He looked, upset...disturbed...angered...that's when you realized that what you just imaged had been a dream, a fantasy. Nothing more. 

      He looked at you with a stare that burned straight through you. You moved you head toward him but he was gone yet again. You closed your eyes again and relaxed. Opening them again to find a soft yellow light shining through a window. Small birds chirping could be heard from outside. A warm summer breeze pushing through the window and on to your skin. You sat up and got out of bed. As you opened the door you saw your small ( cat or dog ) laying on the floor in front of an open window, having a small sun bath. Your dream was a weird one and you couldn't quite understand what just happened. But there is one thing you will never forget. and that was the mad man who ruled your heart. Ruvik. 

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(I am so sorry for those who have wanted to read a finished story, I'm terribly sorry for the long wait. I hope you all understand! I lowkey wanted to delete this story because I hated writing this and wanted to write a fluff...but idk, maybe in a different _____ x _____? )

I will be taking a few requests and I might make some other stories, I don't know yet.