Breaking The One Rule (Darkleerxreader)

                                                Breaking The One Rule
                                               (Darkleerxreader)




Darkleer swallowed the lump in his throat as he continued to watch the....lewd scene before him.

(Name) said she was going to clean the kitchen and to leave her be until she was done and he agreed to her demand albeit a little sweaty since she decided to use what she called 'his kink' to tell him that she was doing this chore.

He stayed in his workshop in the backyard, working on another robot to spar with since the other has recently broken apart and could no longer operate. He had grown tired and walked into his hive to relax until he stopped mid step to see his matesprite on her hands and knees scrubbing the floor while having a rather large bucket beside her. He began to sweat as questions erode in his mind.

Why was she using a bucket for cleaning? Is this some strange human custom in to asking to pail? Why was he so aroused on the thought that his human chose a rather large bucket?

No less though, he took a breath before continuing forward into the kitchen. Hovering behind (Name) as she continued to clean the floors, her ears covered as she continued to listen to music from her iPod, oblivious to the sweating fool behind her.

Up until she was picked up by the waist by soft shaking hands and held against a very STRONG chest. She moved her headphones down and looked up to Darkleer with a questioning gaze.

“Whats up hun, didn't I tell ya not to enter the kitchen till I was done?”

Her simple question made him sweat more and that made her even more confused.

“Darkleer, what's going on in your head.”

His voice was deep but you could hear excitement riddle his tone as he looked down at you with his covered eyes.

“what was your reason to cleaning the nutrition-block?”

“Because it was getting filthy and you refuse to wear anything that doesn't attract mud.”

He gave a shudder as he continued to hold you against him while you were trying to figure out where he was going with this.

“I...I must ask why you want to do such a depraved thing in the area where we eat.”

“What depraved thi-”

you stopped yourself mid-sentence when you finally figured out what was going on...fuck.

“OK, darkleer this is not what you think.”

you said trying to turn to look him in the eyes as he stood silent, his eyes hidden behind his specs as he eyed the bucket before turning back to you.

He gave a cute awkward grin as he slowly pulled you more up till he could lay your backside on his forearm and have you look down at him.

“As your matesprite I accept your challenge and as your highblood I demand that you submit to me.”

You were going to tell him that he was getting this all wrong but when he said submit you couldn't help but snort and grab a lock of his hair.

“Dear as I remember, you always submit to me.”

and with the challenge being accepted you lowered your head to give the sweating troll a kiss.

Later that night while cuddling your matesprite you scolded yourself for breaking the number one rule when dating a troll.

Never use a bucket for its original purpose.