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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      終わりのセラフ_|_Owari_no_Seraph_|_Seraph_of_the_End, Assassination_Classroom
  Relationship:
      Akabane_Karma/Shiota_Nagisa
  Character:
      Akabane_Karma, Shiota_Nagisa, Okuda_Manami
  Additional Tags:
      Fingering, Teasing, Top_Akabane_Karma, Bottom_Shiota_Nagisa, OnS_AU!,
      Alternate_Universe, Lt._Colonel_Karma, Cursed_Gear!Nagisa, Made_love_at
      night, but_is_not_mentioned, failed, this_is_so_fail, enjoy_anyways,
      Karmagisa_Freeform, karmagisa_-_Freeform, KARUNAGI, otp, Drabble, Fic,
      failed_fic
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-04-29 Words: 1821
****** Move on, Please ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     (This IS FUCKING FAILED ANGST. OMG, WHY THE FUCK. I'M TRYING TO MAKE
     THIS SAD BUT DAMN) Nagisa tells Karma to move on from him. Karma
     doesn't want to.
Notes
     This is fail, some body make something better than this.
See the end of the work for more notes
“Well, I’m outta here”
 
“Oi Akabane!”
 
Before anyone could make any more complaints, Lt. Colonel Akabane Karma had
left the meeting room. He was not afraid of the Jelavícs and would never be.
Lovro isn’t that scary at all, including Irina who’s a total bitch. And the
only one he likes there is Karamasu and that’s because he’s civilized.
 
            The 24-year-old walked down the empty hallway, until he felt a pale
thin arm wrapping around his neck as he walked. The feeling is there, but he
actually knows is not there, Nagisa isn’t here anymore.
 
“Karma”
 
He’s in his sword. Karma ran a hand through his hair when he saw his beloved’s
face behind him. His hair rustling as if there’s invisible wind blowing them
away. He wore a white button up long sleeved shirt and ashen grey pants. Along
with blue vest and a black tie. Karma’s face remained as hard as stone, but
Nagisa knows when the elder male had softened a bit.
 
“You should be more respectful to your elders, Karma” Nagisa chided, his voice
soft and near his earlobe, Karma continue walking, knowing that it wouldn’t
shaken Nagisa one bit. His face expression didn’t changed but it pained him to
see the face he loved. The once baby blue eyes turned red and the red eyes
still hold the same love that had when he was still alive, breathing and human.
The black tiny horn stumps on his head and demon tail just makes him look like
a demon. Which is what he is.
 
“Yeah, yeah, it’s not like their about to remove me from my position anyways”
Karma said, brushing the lecture off his shoulders, but Nagisa continue
anyways.
 
“If you keep that attitude up, they might have second thoughts” Nagisa said, as
he floated behind the Lt. Colonel, looking at Karma sadden that his beloved had
just brush it off so easily.
 
            Suddenly, one of the fighters in Karma’s ranks, Okuda Manami, ran
towards Karma, actually she jogged since she only runs in the battlefield.
 
“Lt. Colonel Karma!” she called.
 
Nagisa raised his eyebrow at this, completely amused in what she was about to
say, and Karma is not amuse whatsoever about this.
 
The spell caster of the Moon Demon Company looked flustered and shy about what
she was about to say. Nagisa couldn’t help but giggle, how adorable, humans are
truly adorable, no wonder Akari kept commenting how he was so adorable when he
was human.
 
“Yes, What is it, Okuda-san?” Karma asks, rather coldly, knowing full well what
she was about to ask him.

“Well, I, uh…” the girl seems to be in a slightly tongue-tied situation. Nagisa
couldn’t help but laugh and just sits on Karma’s shoulder, wrapping his slim
and pale arms around Karma’s forehead and neck and put his head on the red
head’s head. His tail wrapping around Karma’s muscular arms as they waited for
Okuda’s response.
 
But before the spellcaster could say anything. Karma marched away muttering ‘I
don’t have time for this’. Nagisa looked back to see the girl had tears in her
eyes and running away from the way she came from. Nagisa pouted and look down
on Karma.
 
“You should at least be nicer to her, she’s trying, Karma” Nagisa chided
softly, now even when he’s mad his voice is soft, like silk and mist mixed
together.
 
“I don’t have time for her stuttering, I have to go and pick up my clothes from
the dry cleaners”
 
“Or in another definition, visit my grave” Nagisa pointed out happily, Karma’s
eyes widened a fraction before going back to his normally droopy gaze.
 
“It’s not that” He said, hesitantly. Nagisa poked Karma’s cheek and whispered
“Then what is it then, beloved?” Nagisa asks playfully.
 
“I-it’s…” Karma tried to find the right words, but he couldn’t because he knew
that no matter how much walls he had built around himself, Nagisa always finds
an opening and will crawl in. That’s what Karma admires about Nagisa, he could
read him easily like a book.
 
“Ah, so you do”
 
With hesitation, Karma mumbled a yes, before going to the local graveyard in
Shibuya. Tomorrow would be the start of an all-out vampire war in Shinjuku and
Karma needs all the concentration he’ll need and for that is to clear his head
and what better place to clear his head than near his beloved.
 
As if reading his thoughts, Nagisa said “You know I’m right here, now how about
going to your room and we’ll talk this out, hmm?”
 
As if Nagisa had bewitched him, he immediately went back home to his room, and
before he knew it, he’s already unlocking the door. And entering with grace
that did not belong to him, and his arms felt heavy hanging on his sides, along
with his feet that stepped the ground as if it was air itself. They felt like
they belong to someone else.
 
“Here” Nagisa whispered, as he placed Karma’s head gently on his lap once he
climbed on the bed. Usually, after meetings this is a routine for them. Karma
enjoys Nagisa’s caresses and tenderness, even if he is a demon and could
possess him any minute he loves him.
“Want to tell me what’s wrong?”
 
“Hmm?” Karma looked up at his beloved’s blood red eyes, trying to put up that
stoic façade for a little longer before Nagisa could pierce through his eyes
and read his soul like a children’s storybook.
 
“I know some things are bugging you lately”
 
“And how did you know that, Nagi?”
 
“I live in your head, Akabane Karma your smarter than this” Nagisa deadpanned
before caressing his head again and Karma couldn’t help but relax into the
touch. Most demons from the Black Demon Series will quickly aim for the kill
once their master is relax, not so cautious and let their guard down. But
Nagisa knows better, he never wants to possess him. He loves Karma and Karma
loves him. He knows that Karma tried everything he could to save hum before
becoming a demon.
 
“Nagisa!”
 
“No! Karma Stay BACK!”
 
“Hey”
 
Nagisa quickly switched back to consciousness from the traumatic memory that
would forever haunt him, even if he is a demon. Nagisa stared at his lover who
stared back at him.
 
“Something is bothering you too” Karma pointed out, poking Nagisa’s nose and he
smiled.
 
“Yeah, but both of us don’t want to talk, don’t we?”
 
“Hey, I’m about to tell you what’s bothering me!”
 
“Alright, alright, do tell”
 
Silence befall on them for a solid 10 seconds, before the Lt. Col. Started
talking.
 
“Y-you told me last night”
 
Nagisa listened intently, did something happened? I mean they made love in
Karma’s dream landscape, so what could possibly go wrong. He looked at Karma
and Karma couldn’t help but just stare at those orbs as if he was being seeped
in slowly, being eaten alive.
 
“To move on..”
 
Nagisa’s eyes softened and he couldn’t help but let out a small tired sigh, of
course. Karma would want to talk about this. Nagisa cupped Karma’s cheek, and
can’t help but kiss his forehead.
 
“Yes, I want you to be happy” Nagisa said, sadly, it’s true, he loves Karma
unconditionally, but he’s not human anymore he can’t materialize without Karma
doing something intimate. Nagisa needs Karma to move on, because he wants Karma
to know that Nagisa loves him enough to let him go and live a better life.
 
“I wouldn’t be happy” Karma pouted, adorably “I want to be with my Nagi baby!”
he said, finally letting out some childish antics he’s been keeping hidden ever
since Nagisa turned into a demon.
 
“Wait, Nagisa, I---“
 
“Stay back Karma, I’m sorry”
 
“Nagi—“
 
“I love you”
 
Nagisa couldn’t help but smile, he knew Karma wouldn’t let him go easily…
 
He felt Karma getting off from his lap and kissed him. Pulling him into the
kiss by pulling his neck and he felt his arms unconsciously wrapping his arms
around Karma’s neck, Nagisa made a quick move to open his mouth for breath to
only have a tongue invade his spot. The simple innocent kiss turned to a heated
make out session as soon as Nagisa could appear by Karma’s side.
 
            He moaned and whimpered at the rough kiss. And heard a small
whisper from the lips that were kissing him senselessly.
 
“Nagisa, Materialize”
 
Suddenly, the ghostly features and shadow of Nagisa turned lively, his skin
that was pale as a ghost turned to a brightly colored peach and he could feel
Nagisa’s skin against his and oh he misses this.
 
The kiss continued until Nagisa could feel a rough hand sliding into his pants
invading his lower half without shame. His whole body started to heat up and
tremble, Karma found this adorable and couldn’t help but hold onto Nagisa’s
wrists and kiss the side of his lip. The hand continued to explore his lower
region and Nagisa can’t help but feel so exposed at this.
 
“Ahh, Karma, n-not now, Asano would meet with you today f-for trai—“
 
Nagisa was instantly hushed when two fingers roughly shoved inside him, he
stifled a cry at the sudden pain blooming from underneath him.
 
“I don’t give a fuck” Karma whispered near his ear, shoving the dry fingers
roughly in and out of Nagisa, without mercy. “About what that kid wants” he
whispered huskily and low near Nagisa’s ear and he could hear the whimper
coming from the demon being fingered. Nagisa’s was quickly spread when Karma
commanded them to.
 
“But if I get to fuck my Nagi senseless, then I give fuck right there” He
shoved the fingers deeper and quickly added a 3rd and 4th finger until he could
feel the demon whimpering and withering at the friction and too much pressure
that he felt from his hole.
 
The whimpering and moaning could’ve been heard a mile away if Karma didn’t gag
Nagisa. Now he was whining mess at only having fingers fucking him. Stretching
him until he doesn’t think it’s a small puckered rosy colored ring any more. He
sobbed onto the gag, tears falling from his eyes and Karma continues to finger
him anyways.
 
His prostate was hit head on mercilessly and Nagisa couldn’t hold on anymore.
He was spluttered his liquid every where and his head felt high. A light uneasy
feeling he always gets when he comes. Karma looked amused when he saw the mess
Nagisa made in his pants.
 
“Aww, that’s a bad boy, I guess we have to postponed the playing for later on”
Karma chided, his old personality back. Nagisa missed this Karma.
 
“It’s K-karma’s fault that I made a mess”
 
“Nah, nah, don’t worry Nagi. I’ll clean you up when we get back from kicking
Asano’s butt”
 
Nagisa couldn’t help but blush a deep crimson red that Karma couldn’t help but
laugh at.
 
The End
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