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A/N: *Smut ensues*

I'm on Chris' lap, cleaning the wounds my dad made on his face. His words are still echoing in my head. "You killed your mom and your brothers and sisters!" - "You're not my child anymore" - "I don't want to see you ever again" - "Go live with that pervert if you love him so much - you'll see how little you mean to him"

Without even realizing it, I start to cry. Only when Chris cups my cheek and wipes my tears away, I notice I'm crying.

He takes the wet cloth from me, what I had been using to clean the wounds. Then he looks straight into my eyes with his blue ones. "Are you okay?" he asks with a soft voice.

I shake my head and start to cry again. "No, I don't think I am; My dad hates me; I'm apparently a supernatural creature; I killed my own family; I have no one and no where to go"

"You have me. You can live with me. I love you, Milou," he says with tears in his eyes.

"Chris, I'm a supernatural creature.. The one's you're supposed to put down." I say.

"I'm not gonna put you down, you're the only one I have left. I don't care if you're supernatural, I still love you. Not all supernaturals do bad things." He says with a smile.

I shake my head. "Chris, I killed my own family!"

Chris swallows at that. "You don't know for sure. Just because a nogitsune, which is a trickster spirit, said so, doesn't mean it's true."

"What if he didn't lie. What if I did kill my family?" I ask trying to move away from his lap. "God, I don't even know what the fuck I am!"

Chris holds me there. "If you did, I would still love you." He says while cupping my cheek. "And... I think I know what you are."

I frown at him. "You-You know?"

He nods. "Sometimes the shape you take, reflects the person you are. When I saw that little pink fluorescent ball, I knew it. You're a fairy."

I chuckled through my tears. "A fairy?"

He smiles and nods. "Yeah. Because you do good things and help other people. You couldn't have killed your family, because fairies do not change into monsters with claws and fangs. Only your eyes change. To a glowing pink."

I chuckle again. "When do they change to pink, then?" I ask smiling.

"When your heart rate is too high. For example, when you're angry, sad or.." He kisses me and when he pulls back, he looks into my changing eyes. "When you're turned on."

I smile and kiss him again. I straddle him and without realizing it, I start to grind down on his length.

He lets out a low moan against my lips. His hands slide from my back to my ass and squeeze it.

I moan and unbutton his shirt while still kissing him. I feel one of his hands sneaking under the hem of my shirt and unclasping my bra.

He pulls back to take my shirt and bra off. His big , calloused hands caress my breasts. It's a little rough but it only turns me on more. He plays with my nipples and then removes his hands for his mouth.

I moan and arch into his touch. I start to undo his belt and pull his pants off. Then I palm his length through his boxers and feel him grow harder in my hand. I hate foreplay so I stand up.

Chris looks at me with questioning eyes but smiles when I start to pull my pants off, along with my panties.

He arches his hips off the couch and pulls his boxers off. His member springs free.

I straddle him again and take his length in my hand. I stroke him a couple of times, before easing down on it, slowly. I close my eyes. I love the low burn that accompanies the pleasurable stretch of his member.

Then I start to move, slowly. Chris pulls me close and kisses me. He holds me so close that it feels like we become one person.

For me it feels like love making. It's slow and sweet. Not how I imagined the big bad hunter Chris to be, but it's better than my imaginations.

His thick member fills me up completely and I love the way it feels. Our foreheads are pressed together and I look into Chris' blue eyes. I know my eyes are pink, I can see the reflection of them in Chris' eyes.

I feel the knot building up in my stomach. Chris pulls me closer so that my chest is against his chest. I kiss him again.

After another few thrusts I feel I'm close. "Chris I'm cl-" I start to say between moans, but I get cut off by Chris.

"I know sweetheart, me too." Chris swallows and pants. "Come for me."

I nod and feel the knot releasing. I explode around him, which causes him to come in me.

Be both sit there for a few minutes before have finally caught our breath and Chris pulls out.

"I love you", I murmur into his ear, before falling asleep against his chest.

He kisses my head, "I love you too". Then I feel him picking me up and carrying me to his bedroom. Soon, I feel the soft mattress under me and Chris' arms around me.