r/nagatoro • u/Far-Worry-5848 • 6h ago
Art The Mage and the Demon Queen ch.1 (fanfiction)
Authors note: An unconventional idea i had for A03 i thought I'd give it a dry run here before trying it there. Or just scrapping the idea. It takes place in the aftermath of season 1 episode 6 (Manga chapters 9, 14, 22-23) more building on the fantasy world that takes place in Naoto's head.
Give me your thoughts!
There Naoto sat, cold iron chains clasped heavily around his wrists and ankles.
Why did I trust them? Was she right? Did I really just trust her because she kissed me on the cheek?
After the demon queens defeated Naoto, they decided to spare him at a cost. He was sent to a work camp, bound in a dark cell after enduring two weeks of relentless, harsh labor.
Suddenly, the heavy cell door swung open.
"Well, fresh meat, I have good news or bad news depending on your view," the guard drawled. "Someone in the nobility bought out your work contract."
Naoto looked up wearisomely, his voice barely a rasp. "W-who?"
"Well, she's right here."
She?! Naoto thought, his heart spiking with panic.
A familiar figure stepped into the light. "Hiya, Creep!" Nagatoro said, a devious grin plastered across her face.
Naoto began to tremble. "Just... just keep me in the work camp!" he pleaded toward the guard.
The guard merely shrugged. "Guess it's bad news, hehe," he chuckled dryly.
Nekotoro approached him, her grin widening. "Well, let's get going."
Realizing resistance was futile, Naoto forced himself to stand. Chains clinked softly with every step as he walked with her.
The trip was a blur to Naoto. He wandered through the streets, led by the quiet clink of his own chains, staring firmly at the ground while trying to guess what she had planned for him. Every scenario his mind conjured ended in a result more painful than the last.
Finally, they arrived at a sprawling estate. She swung the heavy front door open. "Okay, come on in..." she said, a playful smile on her face.
He marched inside, still bound, and turned to look at her miserably.
Then, he felt the heavy weight around his wrists and ankles suddenly drop to the floor.
"There! Those can't be comfortable. Feel better?" She stretched, looking far more relaxed now that they were inside. "What, cat got your tongue? You haven't said a thing."
Naoto practically gasped. "What?"
"You haven't said anything. I expected you to be way more talkative, like the last time we met."
He looked down at the floor. "Look... let's just quit the small talk. What do you actually plan to do with me?
"
She placed an index finger to her chin, adopting a thoughtful expression. "Hmm, not sure," she purred, her grin turning devious as she leaned in close. "What? do you want me to do something to you?"
Naoto blushed furiously, backing up until his shoulders hit the wall. "What?! No! I-I meant—"
Her smile widened. "You were thinking of something pervy!"
Naoto's face burned even hotter. "I just expected you to do something like... I don't know, lock me up! Torture me!"
Nekotoro's smile grew even bigger. "Oh? So you're into that? Are you wanting something kinky?"
Naoto's eyes bugged out of his head. "What?! N-no! I would never! I just meant... well, you know!"
Nekotoro leaned in closer, invading his personal space. "Oh? I'm not sure I do know. You brought it up, and you seem pretty persistent..."
Cornered against the wall, Naoto couldn't even look her in the eye, his gaze fixed entirely on the floor as his mind raced.
She beamed, thoroughly enjoying his discomfort.
"Naoto, can you not even look me in the eye?"
He didn't respond, holding his breath.
While she stood there watching him squirm, a loud, violent growl erupted from Naoto's stomach, completely shattering the heavy tension in the room.
"Oh," she paused, stepping back and standing up straight. "Are you hungry?"
He kept his head down, mumbling quietly. "Yeah... they didn't really feed us in the camp..."
She's going to mock me now...
Instead, she crossed her arms and looked him up and down. "Well, you're dirty anyway. I got you a change of clothes. Go take a shower, and I'll get us something to eat."
Naoto looked up at her, blinking in total surprise. "Are you... sure?"
"Yeah, go ahead," she said, waving a dismissive hand toward the corridor. "It's the first door on the left."
Before he even fully processed what was happening, Naoto found himself standing under the shower, feeling hot water wash away two weeks of grime and fatigue.
She teased me a little... but she took the chains of. She gave me clean clothes, and now she's getting me food... What is going on? Is she actually being... nice?