░ Chapter 6 ░ (1/2)

Author Note: It.keeps.raining. Well we had a pretty creepy chapter last time with Rippers and spiders so let's not do that this time lol Does Chrysalis still want to play? Please enjoy this week's Playhouse m(_ _)m Do you want to play?

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Mark followed the muddy footprints from the garden door all the way up the spiral staircase and now stood amused infront of Chrysalis' bedroom door. In her haste she had forgotten her strength was heightened at the moment and she completely crushed the door handle.

With a quick snap of his fingers the door handle sparkled and returned to normal and he knocked politely and slowly entered. It was his house. She was his Doll. He was a demon, he did not have to wait for permission.

The room was dimly lit by the faint light from outside on this dreary day. There were muddy footprints all over the floor, the bed was a mess and a blue sweater was carelessly tossed to the side along with dirty sneakers.

He didn't have to be inside her head to hear her racing heart shatter against her chest. Her breathing was quiet, shallow, quick and he heard a faint gasp escape her lips as he walked further into the room.

"Come out come out where ever you are" he mused and walked over to the giant wooden wardrobe who's doors were wide open. There was no one inside the huge walk in closet and he sighed in relief that she didn't taint any of her clothes with her dirty hands.

He closed the doors gently and fixed his gaze on the bed. The covers were hanging over the edge and were probably concealing a frightened Doll underneath the frame.

"I'm not going to hurt you Pretty. Everything's alright now you can come out"

He dropped to his knees playfully and slowly, teasingly lifted the white sheet from the floor in between his long fingers.

"Gotcha!"

Mark's chesire smile disappeared from his face. She wasn't there? Strange. He whined as he accidently bumped his head against the frame while sitting up and rubbed the abused spot with a pout.

He closed his eyes to concentrate and an image formed in his head. He was watching himself rub his abused head on the floor and from the look of it he was being observed from up high.

He dropped his hand and turned his head slowly towards the wardrobe and brought his gaze upward. Chrysalis was hiding in the shadows on top of the wardrobe, hugging her knees, a dry trail of tears tarnishing her face as she blinked at him with those beautiful purple eyes and his seal still glowing a faint blue.

"What are you doing up there?"

"I'm a Doll on a shelf Master"

She whispered weakly and Mark chuckled. She was completely terrified but she still remembered to speak when spoken to, what a good Doll. He turned his body around completely to face her and sat indian style, placed his elbows near his knees and held his head up as he stared at her.

"I'm sorry"

Mark was surprised that they had said it at the same time and he cocked his head cutely to the side.

"What are you sorry for Pretty?"

"For striking your hand and yelling at you Master"

The memory of moments ago when she ran away from him flashed in his mind and a dull ache resonated from his chest followed by a low growl from his inner demon who was infuriated by the fact a human girl touched him so disrespectfully.

"You know for such disrespect I should punish you."

He heard a satisfying gulp of fear from Chrysalis and shook his head. She really does think of him as a complete monster doesn't she?

"It was a joke Pretty. I would not punish you for feeling fearful and trying to escape a stressful situation. Did you really think I was serious?"

Yes her mind said but her head shook no.

"I'm sorry I scared you. Again. As a demon I do not like to admit when I've done wrong but I find myself apologizing to you quite often."

There was a faint knock at the door and Karin poked her head in and bowed respectfully.

"Sorry for the intrusion Master but a messenger downstairs says that Master Jaebeom is summoning you"

"Tell him I'll stop by later"

"But Master, he summoned you now....."

Mark sighed and shot Karin a serious look and as the girl cowered slightly his look softened to a small smile.

"Please inform the messenger I'll meet with Master Jaebeom a little later, I am currently preoccupied with more pressing matters."

"Yes Master"

"Thank you Karin"

He was definitely not going to hear the end of it from Mona about ignoring a summon from Grand Master which he's never done and it will be even worse when he finally meets Jaebeom but Chrysalis was more important now.

Mark brought his gaze back to his shelfed Doll and his breathing stilled. She was smiling at him. It was only a small hint of a smile but it was still quite captivating, umm, intriguing.

"What?"

"No one's ever said I was important before"

"I did not say you were important Pretty, I said I had "more pressing matters"

His voice was more serious than he had meant it to be but her smile did not falter and his heart danced lightly in his chest and he coughed embarrasedly.

"What I mean is that my Dolls are more important to me than being summoned for some meeting. I can't just leave when you're in distress, it is my duty as your Puppeteer to take care of you....will you stop smiling at me like that?! It's distracting my train of thought!"

Mark saw sparkles in his eyes when a small giggle escaped through Chrysalis' parted lips. He wanted her in his arms. Now. He stood up tall and walked up to the wardrobe and held his arms open with a sincere smile on his face.

"I'm sorry I frightened you with The Maze. I got carried away. Again. I should have let you prepare at least a little bit but in my defense I did appoint Talia to watch over you and you ended up watching over her. If it makes you feel better, I'm.....scared of spiders....."

"What was that Master?"

"I said I'm.....scared of spiders...."

He pouted cutely and shook his head free of the giant arachnid he had hid in his own Maze so others may experience the same fear he felt from them.

They were disgusting, hairy, horrid creatures and he would much rather have a human slap him around then have to come face to face with his own monstrous creation so he always applauds Faun for bashing them in.

"I didn't think demons had fears"

"You are very quick to assume things Pretty. Why aren't you coming down yet? What are you afraid of?"

"You"

Mark's arms dropped and he rubbed his forehead with his hand and sighed. What would it take to bring down his Doll so he can cuddle with her, amongst other things he'd like to do with her in his bed, without resulting to being the demon she believes him to be and forcing her with magic to come down?

"Will you come down here please?"

"No thank you"

"Please come down here"

"No thank you"

"I'd much appreciate it if you came down here Pretty"

"No thank you"

"You do know you're walking a very fine line Chrysalis?"

"Yes Master"

"Fine be that way"

He flailed his arms defeatedly and dropped to the floor and pouted cutely while blowing out his cheeks. Chrysalis peered over the edge carefully and blinked at her demon Master.

"What are you doing Master?"

"If you want to behave like a child then two can play at that game. I'm going to hold my breath until you come down here"

"Do demons need to breath?"

"I guess you'll find out"

Chrysalis watched as Mark crossed his arms and took in a big gulp of air and puffed out his cheeks. Did he want her to come down so badly that he would resort to such actions? Embarrasing himself, a mighty demon, just to appease her?

"Master?"

"............"

"Master your face is turning pink"

".........."

"Now it's red Master......."

"........"

"Please stop Master......"

"......."

"Okay you win I'll come down Master your face is turning purple....MASTER!"

Chrysalis gasped as Mark's head spun and he fell back onto the floor and she fluttered from the height of the wardrobe down to his side and started shaking him gentley.

"Hey! Are you okay?! Oh gosh what do I do?!"

His eyes were closed and his chest was barely moving. She slapped his face gently with her hands but Mark wasn't responding. As she continued to panic Mark's hands shot up and grabbed her wrists and pulled her down towards him and as her face fell closer he imprisoned her lips with his.

A lustful growl rang in his throat as he parted her lips with his experienced tongue and explored an area that was his and only his. Her taste was absolutely intoxicating and it was beginning to make his head spin for real but he reluctantly released her. He didn't need to breathe, but she did.

Mark opened his eyes and he wanted nothing more than to take this girl right now even if it were on the floor of her bedroom. Chrysalis' ponytail had come loose, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes full of confusion and concern.

He lifted his hand to her cheek and kissed her softly one more time and whispered apologetically.

"I'm very sorry Chrysalis. Please don't be afraid of me. I wouldn't let anything happen to you, I want you to know that. Will you still play with me?"