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Deuce Spade x Reader (A Holiday of New Steps) Pt. 2

Art is not mine!!

Part 1

A little background about the MC in my story so you're not all too lost. The MC used to suffer from androphobia (A fear of men), that has to do with some past trauma That I might go into more detail about later on if I decide to continue this story. The MC is also a Orphan losing her father at four, then her mother at fourteen, so there will be mention of family. The MC spent all her time in foster care, due to her mother being an orphan herself and her fathers family disowning him.

Warning: suggestive situations, cursing, Maybe some angst (That's all I can think of right now).

This part does get a little spicy, however it's not too bad to put a real warning for it.

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Deuce ushered us to a train, in a hurry since the train arrived almost as we stepped out of the mirror for magic transportation. Once we found a seat Deuce ran off to do something, leaving me to watch out the window. It was almost surreal. A place that had so much magic and wonder that my world couldn't even begin to grasp, still seemed so normal in its own way. Almost like I wasn't just dropped in the middle of a world I didn't know, fighting over blot after overblot. Getting into some of the weirdest trouble that my dear, loving Boyfriend, and dear friends Ace and Grim caused……

“I hope Grim is doing okay.” I whispered to myself.

“I'm back.” I heard Deuce say. I turned my head to smile at him, only to tilt my head in confusion. He had two small boxes in his hand. He handed one to me and sat next to me.

“What's this?” I asked as I took the box he held out to me.

“With the rush this morning I didn't think you would have had the chance to have breakfast.” he said, opening his box after sitting down next to me. Inside was a pancake with some whipped cream on top with a few slices of bacon and scrambled eggs in a different compartment. It smelled really good. “They have a food cart behind us so I ran over and grabbed us something.” He explained. He snapped his fingers and pulled out two bottles of flavored milk. “Which one?” he asked, holding out a banana and strawberry milk.

“Oh, Um- t-the strawberry.” I said, smiling. I looked down, opening up my box to see I had the same thing, but instead of a pancake, there was a strawberry crepe with a cream in the middle. “This looks really good.” I admired how good the food looked. I looked over to see Deuce was staring at me looking relieved. I smiled at him, leaning over to place a kiss to his cheek, much to his surprise. He brought a hand to his cheek, placing it on the spot I kissed. I chuckled at his reaction.

Now that things were calming down and I was relaxing a little, I took note of his outfit. It was hard to tell with his black coat on, but since the train had a heater he took it off. He had a gray long sleeve shirt with denim jeans on. He also didn't have his signature spade design on his right eye. His posture seemed much more relaxed than in his normal school uniform, as if the weight and responsibility of it was gone at the moment.

“You look really handsome..” I blurted out, making him choke on his milk. I jumped at the reaction he had and went to pat his back as he coughed. “S-Sorry I didn't mean to catch you off guard..” I said feeling guilty and embarrassed. He shook his head, still coughing.

“N-no it's fine…. Y-You really think so?” He asked, ears turning pink. I nodded, giving him an earnest smile.

“Of course.” I stated as if it was a stupid question.

“I… I wanted to say so earlier, but was too shy in front of Ace and Grim…..” He trailed off looking embarrassed “You look really pretty…” He said quickly. I smiled, looking down too the light tan sweater with black jeans, I had a pair of boots on (Had other shoes thanks to Divius) that made the outfit seem comfortable and snug. It was perfect for the cold weather and I smiled. If Deuce thought I looked good in it then maybe it would help me make a good impression on his mother. After saying that he stuffed his mouth with eggs. I giggled.

“Thank you.” I said, looking down to the food in my lap to distract the warm feeling in my cheeks. I bit into the bacon, enjoying the savory flavor. I guess my nerves made me miss judging how hungry I was. We sat in silence for a little bit, enjoying our food. Once finished with the eggs and bacon, I started cutting up the crepe. I took a bite of the sweet treat, moaning as the sweet creamy flavor danced across my taste buds. I spotted Deuce watching me from the corner of my eye and looked at him. I turned to him and we just stared at each other for a few minutes. I was wondering if there was something on my face till a thought came to mind. Maybe he wants to try a bite. I looked back down and put a bite of crepe on my fork, making sure to get a strawberry. I carefully brought the fork to his lips, lightly touching them with the crepe. This seemed to have pulled him out of his head, shaking out the clouds. His eyes widened at me and a blush took control of his cheeks. I tilted my head at him.

“Well, aren't you going to open your mouth?” I asked, puzzled by his confusion. His blush deepened, and his lips parted a little.

“W-What?” He asked dumbly. I raised a brow at him.

“You wanted a bite, right?” I inquired, my arm started to ache from holding the fork up for too long. “Come on, my arm is getting tired.” I urged, I knew I was blushing. I had realized that my assumption was wrong, however I was too far to turn back. He opened his mouth like a Mackerel out of water. He froze after flopping around for a bit and looked at me determined. In the stiffest manner he brought his face to the Crepe and took a bite. I felt a smile tug at my lips. He pulled back, chewing the sweet treat with a hum and licking his lips.

“It's really good.” He muttered. His look of determination seemed to intensify as he looked down at his food and cut into the pancake, stabbing it like it insulted his ancestors (Made me jump a little). He held the piece out to my lips, being more gentle then when he practically speared it. I smiled at him, opening my mouth and moaning at the sweet flavor that invaded my mouth. I finished chewing and smiled at Deuce.

“It's really good as well! Wow, I never had food from a train before, who knew it was so good!” I continued talking. I reached down and unscrewed the lid to the Strawberry milk he had bought, taking a sip. Once I set my milk down I felt a hand cup mine. I looked up and was met with Deuce's face right in front of mine. Without a word, he placed his lips on mine in a sweet gentle manor.I froze, taken aback by the sudden action.

A small gasp left my lips at his bold display, his hand went up my pack. Slowly his hand cupped the back of my head, keeping me in place. He pulled back to give me a second to breathe, but went right back to my lips, nibbling this time, asking for entrance. I felt my ears turn red and my face heat up. Slowly I opened my mouth, only to be shocked by the intense taste of banana milk. I moaned quietly into the kiss as he made me drink all the milk he had stored in his mouth, following the liquid with his tongue. He pulled, leaving me a flustered mess. His face was now the color of an apple. I felt mine turning a similar shade, bringing a hand to my lips.

“H-how was it?” He asked, covering his lower face with his hand.

“I-It was g-good..” I commented dumbly, too embarrassed to say that most of the milk's flavor was drowned out by his kiss. Then again I didn't really know if he was talking about the kiss or the milk. I looked around taking note that the only other people in this section of the train was a elderly couple sitting all the way towards the front. I decided that revenge was in order and took a sip of my strawberry milk while he wasn't looking. Once I was prepared I cupped his cheek, making him look at me. His eyes widened and he finally moved his hand from his mouth, though I had replaced it with my lips. I heard him gasp and stiffen in his seat.

I moved my lips against his, asking him to open his mouth silently. He shuddered, obliging. I let the strawberry milk pour into his mouth, following it with my tongue. He moaned as he held my waist in place. After a minute or so I pulled away, looking him in the eyes. He almost looked drunk, I stroked his cheek as a gentle smile played on my lips. He closed my eyes, enjoying the affection, turning his head to kiss the palm of my hand. A voice over the intercom went off, making us jump a little as if we were caught. We pulled away from each other and back down to our food that was on the tables that were on the back of each chair. The voice said something about the next stop and I saw Deuce nod from the corner of my eye.

“That's our stop.” He informed. I nodded, taking the last few bites of my breakfast.

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subrenaspade · 2 years

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Deuce Spade x Reader (A Holiday of New Steps) Pt. 1

Photo and characters do not belong to me at all. This story however does belong to me and if you plan to do anything to it, all I ask is that you let me know.

Warning: suggestive situations, cursing, Maybe some angst (That's all I can think of right now).

The reason I am making this story is because there is not enough Deuce, I can't help but sympathize with him, he is just so admirable in his own way and his charm.

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I smiled and sighed as I pushed the lid to my suitcase close. I heard Grim do the same thing, though he let out a strangled sound, struggling to close his. I walked over to him, curious about what he was packing for the holiday. I mean he didn't really need to pack clothes.

“What are you packing?” I asked looking around his fuzzy body to the small suitcase.

“What's it look like? It's my tuna!” He exclaimed, finally getting it to zip up. I tilted my head at his sentence.

“I'm sure Ace can provide you with Tuna at his place.” I smiled at him. Grim looked at me with a pout.

“Hah! I’ll be lucky if he remembers to feed me!” Grim complained with a pout. I smiled, kneeling down to his eye level.

“I know you're upset you're not going with me, but I'm sure you're going to have fun. If I didn't trust Ace even a little bit you wouldn't be going with him.” I said as a pet his head. He seemed to lighten up, taking my words to heart. “Besides I'm nervous as it is. This is the first time meeting Mrs. Spade as Duece’s girlfriend.” I commented. That's right, Deuce and I have been dating for about three months. For this two week holiday I was to stay with him and his mother.

“Why? You’ve met her already and she seems to really like you?” Grim asked, curious about my butterflies.

“Eh, it's a bit different. It's just something that comes with the territory of dating” I shrugged standing up and walking over to my jacket. I slipped the light brown jacket over my shoulders, sighing as I zipped it up. “I still can't believe I- the girl who had androphobia, would ever fall in love.” I muttered almost in a daze.

“Yeah, and to think you would pick Deuce of all people!” Grim said, wrapping his scarf around his neck. “I mean talk about picking the bottom of the barrel!” He joked. I shot him a glare.

“He is a bit dense on some things, but he isn't a bottom barrel guy. He really is amazing in his own way.” I defend him, smiling at the thought of his smile and stride to better himself. Not many people would take the steps he has to become better for those around them. It was something that really drew me to him, admiring his passion as he put his heart and soul into everything he does.

I picked up my suitcase and started out of my room and down the stairs to the living area. Grim and I both waved goodbye to the ghosts with a promise to bring back gifts. The weather was cool and brisk as we made our way to the hall of mirrors. Grim jumped onto my back as the crowds started to get a little thicker. Once inside we went over to a corner where the crowd had thinned out. I let out a sigh. It really was busy.

“There is my lovely daughter!” I heard a voice in the crowd. I jumped at the sight of Crowely walking over in an outfit that reminded me of hawaii. He threw his arms around me making me gasp and try to pull away.

“CROWELY LET ME GO!!” I snapped as I tried to pry him off me. He rubbed his cheek against mine in an act of adoration.

“My dear princess~! Why dont you go on vacation with your sweet, generous, outstanding adoptive father~!” He tried to urge me. I rolled my eyes, finally getting enough strength to shove him off, much to his dismay.

“Crowely, you know I already made up my mind!” I huffed. He gasped, throwing his hand to his heat as if I had just stabbed him.

“My dear daughter abandoning her loving and caring father for their holiday vacation.” He cried out (obviously fake tears to make me change my mind).

“Crowely, you still have students to send home.” Professor Crewel scolded the head mage, making Crowely freeze, realizing he did have a football stadium of students to send back home. Though he looked reluctant to leave he ran off to do his job. I sighed and smiled at Divius.

“Thanks Uncle Crewel.” I smiled at him tiredly. He smiled back, making sure to ruffle my hair.

“Anytime pup. You made sure to pack the extra clothes I gave you right?” He asked. I smiled at him nodding.

“Though you really need to stop buying me clothes. It's too expensive and you're going to spoil me rotten.” I comment with a sheepish grin. He laughed.

“I think you're a little over due for spoiling. Besides, I like picking clothes out for you. Its a win-win for the both of us.” He said with a peaceful smile. His smile changed to one of stern seriousness in a second though. “As much as I respect your decisions as a adult, keep in mind the make smart choices.” He said, hinting at something that made me blush. I opened my mouth to inquire what he really meant, but he ruffled my hair again. “Also, if anything happens and you need any of the faculty, let us know. Ill be there to pick you up in no time.” He said, making sure I knew he was there for me. I smiled.

“Of course.” I said feeling grateful for the love and care he was showing me.

“If you do though, call me, not Trien.” He added in a whisper, making me giggle.

“Ill keep that in mind.” I nodded. He ruffled my hair one more time then started on his way to help herd students through the mirrors to their destination.

“Miss (Name).” I heard a voice call out. I turned my head to see Riddle and Trey walking towards Grim and I. I smiled and waved, earning one from both in return.

“Deuce said he was doing a few more things then he would be here soon.” Trey informed me, making me nod.

“Thank you Trey. You two are ready for a break?” I asked. Riddle sighed after I asked, making me look at him worried.

“Its fine.” He said when I looked at him with concern. “ Its not much of a break when your mother has you do at home assignments.” He sighed. I frowned. I know he loves his mother, but she always ran him ragged, even to the point of overblot not to long ago. His hurting broke my heart, making me wish that he would smile more. He narrowed his eyes at me, then reached up lightly flicking my forehead. I gasped and placed my hand where he flicked me. He let a gentle smile grace his lips. “I’ll be fine. I make sure to take breaks when she isnt looking now.” He said crossing his arms. I smiled at him gently, hoping my concern and support made it through to him.

“Yeah, holidays are when the bakery is the most chaotic.So Ill be working this whole break as well.” Trey sighed. He snapped his fingers as if remembering something, lifting up a little red box he had in his hand. He held it out, urging me to take it. Once i let him place it in my arms I took note of the weight. I tilted my head at him confused. “I know your nervous meeting Mrs. Spade as Deuces girlfriend, so I made something for you to use as a peace offering if need be.” Trey explained. I smiled as a warm feeling filled me. It was really sweet of him to consider my feelings of nervousness.

“Trey, you always know how to make me feel more at ease… Thank you” I said, sending a grateful smile to him. A pink tint took control of his cheeks and he looked away, but still smiled.

“No problem, I was wanting to try this tart recipe anyways.” He tried to come up with an excuse. “A-Anyways we better get going. Have a good holiday (Name).” Trey said as he started to turn. Riddle nodded his head turning with Trey.

“You two as well.” I said waving at them as they vanished into the crowd. One by one our friends came by, bidding us farewell for the holiday. Even the Fish Mafia (Also known as the Octavinelle trio) came to wish us a happy holiday. Finally we were just waiting for Deuce and Ace. I leaned against the pillar, with a sigh.

“Hey (Name), Grim!” I heard Ace call out. I snapped my head up, waving to the ginger. He stopped in front of us with a tired sigh. “Geezz, packing took forever.” Ace complained. I laughed at his dramatic expression.

“Why didn't you pack last night?” I asked. He shrugged.

“Was going to but I passed out after getting my suitcase out.” Ace explained. I snorted at his blunt answer.

“Of course you did.” I sighed. “Thank you again for taking care of Grim. I really owe you.” I bowed alittle. He gave me a smug grin, placing his hands on his hips.

“No worries, just costing you a month's worth of snacks.” He said with a grin. I laughed nodding my head.

“Fair enough.” I commented, it was Crowelys money anyways.

“I'm here!” I heard someone call out. I felt a smile tug at my lips at the voice. I looked over as Deuce rushed over to us. He was breathing heavily when he finally came to a stop in front of us. “Sorry, I was so nervous I could sleep, so I had a hard time waking up this morning.” He explained. I ginned, checked out, his outfit was disheveled, showing his rush. I shook my head as I reached out to fix the buttons on his jacket. I noticed a blush start to show as I slowly started to fix his messy attempt to close up his jacket.

“No worries. I was nervous too.” I comforted him, giving him a smile. His blush grew darker, his smile showing how happy he really was.

“Stop flirting with you too!” Grim gagged out. I stiffened up as a small blush started to warm my cheeks. Deuce started to steal the color red from Riddle, going stiff as well.

“Get a room!” Ace huffed. I scoffed.

“I wasn't flirting!” I defended, crossing my arms. I sighed, kneeling down, picking Grim up. “Ill miss you, I'll call you and Ace everyday.” I said, nuzzling into his furry head. I heard a hint of a purr and he nuzzled into me.

“Ya better. I wanna brag about how boring your holiday will be and how awesome mine will be.” He grumbled. He leaned in closer to my ear. “You're nervous for nothing, she would be crazy not to love you, henchman.” Grim whispered so the other two didn't hear. My eyes widened at the sweet attempt to make me feel more relaxed. I smiled as I tightened my grip on him, hearing him let out a bigger purr.

“What did he say?” Ace asked, noticing my surprise. Grim looked at me pleadingly. I shrugged.

“Just that you're lucky to be in his presence for the holidays.” I answer, setting him down. He gave me a grateful look as he grabbed his little suitcase.

“He is the lucky one to be in mine!” Ace countered. I laughed, reaching out giving him a little goodbye hug. He froze at the sudden contact, slowly wrapping his arms around me to give me a squeeze back. “This doesn't count as your payment.” He joked. I laughed, pulling away, giving him a wink.

“I tried.” I joked with him. His smile softened as he reached down to pick Grim up.

“Well we are off. Don't have too much fun you two.” Ace said, waving at us as he started to walk away. Grim looked over his shoulder with almost a broken heart look on his face. It took all my might not to steal him from Ace and hold him longer. My heart broke as he and Ace vanished through the mirror. I felt a gentle squeeze on my hand. I looked over to meet Deuces' concerned look.

“You okay?” He asked. I smiled, nodding my head.

“Yeah, it's just the first time I am going anywhere without Grim since coming to this world. It's a bit lonely.” I confessed. He stroked the back of my hand with his thumb in soothing circles.

“You sure you don't want him to come?” Deuce asked. It was originally my idea to not bring Grim since he can be alot and I want to slowly introduce him to Mrs. Spade. It also would give me a chance to leave all my focus on the visit instead of babysitting Grim 24/7. I nodded, confident in my decision.

“Yeah, I’ll be okay. I don't want him to be too much for your mother.” I sighed, still feeling sad about parting ways. “Are you ready to go?” I asked with a wry smile. He nodded his head, leaning over giving me a kiss on the cheek. My cheeks heated up. I felt my chest tighten, kind of wishing he kissed my lips instead.

“Yeah, I'm ready.” He said, intertwine my fingers with his. He gently pulled me towards the mirror, (Ignoring Crowelys snide remark on us leaving together). Deuce made sure to wrap his arm around my waist to keep me from losing my balance. Once through to the other side, I was almost blinded at the bright lights of the sun shining. I rubbed my eyes that didn't get the chance to adjust to the change of brightness from the dark hall of mirrors. Once I got my eyes to adjust, I noticed our surroundings. We were in a train station, almost like one you would see in Japan. I looked around, noticing a huge city that was a pretty good distance from use.

“You okay?” Deuce asked. I nodded.

“Yeah, Are we in the Queendom of Roses?” I asked, looking around. Deuce nodded.

“Yep, Welcome to the Queendom of Roses!” He said, squeezing my hand. His blue/green eyes sparkled with pride as he gave me a grin.