MARACLEA??? (Nigel Colbie x reader)

"Jack! I knew you couldn't resist a secret rendezvous."

"What do you want?" He asked grimly as he noticed how high I was

"This way." He directed as he walked a path towards the mourge

I shuddered when he told me what being his Maraclea meant, but I had soon accepted it

I would be his for eternity

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Maraclea was the lost love of a 13th-century Templar

As the story goes, Maraclea was betrothed to a Knight Templar but tragically died before they could wed

And the Knight was so tormented by the loss that he opened her grave and made love to her rotting body

"Come on," Nigel called once he opened a scary door

We walked through some halls in silence, a few words of conversation here and there

Exactly nine months later, he was summoned to her grave

Upon opening her coffin, he found her remains had been moved

Her head was now placed below her pelvis, sitting on top of her thighs bones-which had been crossed

"Where the hell are we?" Alex asked quite stupidly as I shivered in anticipation

A voice told him to guard the skull, as it would be the bringer of all power

Nigel opened a freezer and revealed the girl whose body he had brutally mangled

Alex gasped when he saw her, almost on the verge of tears

"She's yours, Jack." He called through the silence

Alex sniffed as Nigel added, "You were her only love, and she was yours. You must claim her as your Maraclea."

He shook his head and sniffled, "Jack! You are letting down the bloodline! With the skull, we will be complete! This is our purpose!"

"Who's your Maraclea?" He asked as if he already knew

Nigel's face dropped as he answered truthfully, "Y/n. I'd choose any other damn person, but they told me it's her. She's my Maraclea."

Nigel walked away, taking me with him to leave him with his decision

Once we were alone, I noticed Nigel was hiding something

"What is it, Nigel?" I asked as I took another damn pill

"I want you for eternity. How do I know It will work? If I can't have you the way I wish, I might go mad. It doesn't help when you're already killing yourself by every pill you swallow!"

I hadn't known he felt that way, "Well, you've quite literally been funding my habits!"

He pinned me against the wall with my hands above my head, "Don't talk back. I thought you said you learned your lesson?"

I gulped as he unbuttoned my jeans, "Must I really teach you again?"

He completely undressed me and shoved me over a lab table

"Count for me. Each one is for a pill or puff you took today."

I grasp the table and bite my lip as he smacked my ass, "1."

He went on and on, and my cheek scorched red, "9," I muttered in pain

He rubbed my ass gently beside smacking my ass