Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ To Rule Hell ❯ Chapter Eleven ( Chapter 11 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

He tried not to break anything as she began to cut his wings out. He knew it would only be a matter of time before they started growing back again. Ever since those shots she gave him, his wings had seemed to continually grow back no matter how many times he plucked them. A few minutes later, they were at her feet and she was covered in blood, breathing hard and trying not to cry.

Once she was through, he let the mouth guard drop, his legs trembling beneath him. A small gasp followed by a whimper asfell against the sink. "Thanks...." She dropped the knife and nodded. "Got any bandages...?"

Again she nodded and slowly moved to the bedroom to grab some. It was only after she left that he shut the door and screamed in pain. She banged on the door and called for him. He took a few deep breaths to steady himself before he moved over and opened the door. Moving in with him, she started patching him up.

"I owe you a lot...."

"Yeah..."

"Thank you. I don't think I say that enough."

"I just want a shower...”

"Fine. I'll leave you be."

She nodded. His movements were slow. Taking a towel, he picked up the bloody feathers and then left her alone as he promised. Aura got a shower, washing the blood off her. Afterward, she got out and wrapped a towel around herself.

As she moved to leave, the door opened. "Oh...sorry," he mumbled, stepping aside to give her room. She froze for a moment then moved past him. His hand brushed her thigh, his fingers tracing her flesh as she moved past him. She shivered but kept moving. "So...you get with any guys while I've been gone?"

"No," she said and moved to the clothing machine.

"I see...that's good."

"Oh?" she asked while getting a nightgown out.

"Oh what?"

"Why is it a good thing?"

"Oh.... Well, I mean, it's just is. Trust me. Those guys out there are ass holes."

"I've noticed..."

"I'm going to pretend you weren't talking about me. I'm not that bad, am I?"

"You really don't have any idea." She slowly slipped her nightgown on with her back to him.

"Gee, thanks. I thought I was one of the good guys."

"Part of you is. When your head is clear...you are unlike anyone I know. You are so kind...so sweet..." Her fingers brushed her lips.

"Blah, blah...however I act, I'm still me. Head clear or not, that doesn't change who I am or what I want."

"Yes...it does," she whispered and crawled in bed.

"How do you know what it’s like to be me?"

"I know what I see...what I feel...what you do."

"What I do? What do I do other than make your life miserable? I seem to be really good at that part."

"I want to sleep, ok?"

He bit his lip and sighed. "Look...can I sleep with you? I'm fully clothed and all that."

She sighed and moved over. He couldn't believe it. He grinned as he slipped beneath the covers and moved next to her. She rolled from him and curled up. He kept his word and didn't move any closer, nor did he try to touch her. He just laid there and relaxed. Slowly Aura slipped to sleep. Once her breathing became steady, he reached over and caressed her cheek. Shaking his head at the absurdity of what he was thinking, he rolled back over and turned his back to her. In the middle of the night, she rolled against him and slipped in his arms. He opened his eyes when he felt her breath against his skin. Wrapping his arms around her, he nuzzled her neck, taking in her scent before letting sleep take hold of him once more. Once again, Aura woke when sleep was no longer an issue. She yawned on his chest and shifted lightly.

He moved as her breath caressed his skin. Moving up, his eyes opened and he stared down at her. "Comfortable?" She quickly sat up while blushing. "Cute."

"What?!"

"Nothing," he said quickly, clearing his throat as he got up and stretched, two dark red stains on his bandages and on the bed. She frowned. "I'm going to grab a shower. Black button and then red button right?" She nodded. "See. I'm learning," he smirked.

While he was showering, she changed the sheets. He came out a little while later, a towel loose against his hips and blood dripping from his back. "Could I get you to bandage my back?"

Aura nodded and grabbed the bandages. He sat down on the bed and leaned forward for her. Her hands moved softly over his back, cleaning and bandaging. He hissed when she pulled a feather out. "It keeps growing back faster."

"Maybe...you should just let them grow in. When you are ready, I'll take them off again before you leave."

"I don't know.... I can't remember what it was like with them in, but it would make things rather odd...sleeping and other things. Though they might be my answer to getting back to Heaven."

"Then let them grow back."

"I'll...see about it." She nodded and pulled back when she was done. "Thanks. I appreciate it."

"Yeah."

"So...how about some clothes. Unless you want to see me naked." She quickly handed him some clothes. "Aww. You're no fun." She narrowed her eyes and thrusted them at him. He sighed and stood up in front of her, letting his towel drop while he pulled his shirt on. She quickly looked away. "I take it you don't like what you see."

"I take it you have no morals."

"Oh, I do, but not with you. You've seen me naked more than most. I figured you would be use to it by now."

"Seeing someone naked is not something I want to see all the time."

"Why not?"

"Why would I?"

"Because...not to get too mopey, but the naked form is beautiful. When its someone you care about, it seems even more exquisite. A rare beauty to behold. I for one would like to see your naked form more often."

Slowly her eyes met his. "W-what?" Was that his way of saying he cared about her?

"Did I not explain it properly?" he asked, worried that he wasn't saying it right.

She was so confused. Did he hit his head again?

He groaned at her expression. "I said something wrong again didn't I?"

No...he didn't. "No." She stood and got him some food.

"Okay..." He sat down, now more confused that ever. He would never understand her.

After handing him the food, she got her own. He sat on the bed and patted the spot beside him. She sat next to him. As he ate, he looked over at her, his hand rubbing her thigh slowly. She pulled from him. He sighed and went back to eating. Aura pushed at her food, picking at it and eating a little at a time.

"Have I done anything to you in those moments that I black out?"

She froze, swallowing very hard and shook her head quickly. "N-no."

"You do not lie often do you?" She shifted. "What do we do?"

"Nothing!"

"Oh come on. I want to know!"

"We just talked. That was it."

He frowned and sighed. "Then why don't we do more than talk now?"

"What?"

"It means I would like to do more than just talk. Get physical...stuff like that."

"Since when?! Why?! What?!"

He looked at her and laughed at her reaction. "Wow...jumpy much?" Was he joking? "So...yes...no...maybe?"

"Why?"

"You ask that question a lot."

"You avoid them."

"I try, because I can never tell what's the best answer with you and what will get me stabbed."

"How about the truth..."

"The truth and I don't get along very well."

"I don't care. You don't get along with much."

"True, but that's because everything is trying to kill me."

"Just tell me the truth."

"Okay. Maybe it's because I find you attractive."

"That's it?"

She wanted more? He was saying he found her boob less, thigh less, ass less body attractive. Wasn't that enough!? "Maybe...it's because I find you interesting and I like you."

"Because of your brother? Because of what he did to me?" she took her tray and put it up.

"What do you mean, what he did to you?"

"Waxing and all that..."

"It did make you prettier...and less hairy, but that just means that I like your body more. Not you."

She sat back down. "Oh..."

"But...as much as I like you less hairy and pretty, I also find myself attracted to who you are."

Her fingers went to her lips, remembering his hands on hers, his lips on her...on her neck. Before her fingers moved back, he moved and pressed his lips against hers. Her eyes widened and she froze. She didn't react for a bit but then starting kissing him back, pressing closer and moving more to him. He grinned and slipped his hands around her waist, pulling her closer while he spread her lips and dipped his tongue into her mouth. Her arms moved around him. Teasing her tongue, swirling his tongue around her mouth while his hands slid over her night gown, pushing it up so his fingers could slide in between her legs. She moved back on the bed, laying down while trying to grasp exactly what was going on. He moved over her, his fingers finally pressing against her panties, sliding his fingers up and down, feeling her lips through her underwear while he hungrily nipped at her flesh. She shifted under him. No one had ever touched her there before. It was odd and yet...it was setting her on fire. Pushing past her panties, his fingers slid past her lips. A single digit slipped into her, twisting and curling, feeling her wet insides.

She arched. "Wait...aren't we moving fast? I mean...this is so new...and you...you are touching me...and..."

"And you like it," he whispered.

She bit her lip and blushed. He pushed his finger in deeper, his thumb rubbing around her flesh, searching for her clit.

She gripped the sheets. "Ah!"

"There it is," he smirked. Rubbing her bulging flesh in circles, he worked it for a moment before another finger slid into her.

She arched more. It felt so nice. What was he doing? Any why hadn't she done this before?! Now that he had her clit under control, all that was left was for him to find her special spot. He began to moved his fingers upward, curling them while slipping a third into her now soaked lips.

She twisted under him and gripped his shoulder. "Wait...wait...something....wait..."

"Something what?" he grinned, knowing what was going on. She gripped his shoulder tighter and cried out. Her body shook and she tensed while her walls gripped his fingers. He gasped softly as her walls all but sucked his fingers even deeper inside her. "Wow, you really are tight." She blushed as her body relaxed. Her eyes closed and she softly panted. He pulled his fingers from her dripping pussy and brought them to his lips to suck. "Nice."

She slowly opened her eyes and watched him. "Don't..."

"Don't what?"

"Don't...do that..."

"Why not?"

"It's...gross."

He laughed and stared down at her. "You are such a virgin."

Was that suppose to be an insult to her or...what?

After he cleaned his fingers, he sat back and stared down at her, watching as she shifted while her juices dripped out of her. "So how was your first?"

"My first...what?"

"Orgasm."

"Oh...um...nice?"

"Judging from all the panting and squirming I'd say so." Her face turned red. "Now then, ready for more?"

"I...I don't know..."

He grinned and moved his face closer to hers. "Why not?"

"This is just so new...and I never thought we would...I just... We were always fighting and you were always so mean and...this is just so...new."

"Oh we'll go back to fighting," he promised. "That's just how we are; but why not enjoy the moment?"

"A-alright..."

He suddenly felt like letting out an evil laugh with the way she stared at him so small, unsure, and blushing at the thought. His hands slid up, pulling her night gown over her arms and head before tossing it down to the ground. Instinct kicked in and her hands covered herself while she looked away. He moved his hand over her flat stomach and slipped it beneath her hand, feeling her budding breasts on his palms while his fingers reached down and caressed her nipples. Her hands tightened over his. For so long he told her she was too flat...everywhere. And now he was touching her, really touching her. Like that didn't matter. She was so confused. He was so wishy-washy.

"You can ease up. I'm not going to hurt you."

"I...know."

"Then move your hands."

Slowly, very slowly, she moved her hands to her sides. He ran his fingers around the outer edge of her flesh. There wasn't much to play with, but damn it he meant that he was going to touch ever last piece of her flesh. His thumbs flicked her nipples, feeling them stiffen in his hand. This was so embarrassing for her. It was almost unbearable. Her body was reacting to him and yet there wasn't much he could really do. Now she was the pervert. He tried not to chuckle while watching her shift. Slowly he leaned down and flicked his tongue over one of her nipples. She bit her lip. What was he doing now!? His tongue swirled around her nipple, lapping at it before grazing it with his teeth as he brought it into his mouth. She gripped the sheets and tossed her head back. While he sucked, his free hand went down and began stroking her clit again, getting her ready while he was shifting out of his pants. She panted softly and shifted under him, wanting to feel more, to be closer to him.

After a few minutes, he moved his hand from her and something else was rubbing her clit, something which made her thighs and clit sticky. Soon it was pressed against her lips and sliding into her. She looked down quickly seeing her lips push apart as his member pressed into her. He grinned at her while his cock slowly slipped further inside her, a small amount of blood trailing down her as he pushed deeper.

She shifted and whimpered. "It hurts."

"Yeah, it's going to for a bit." Her body tensed and she slowly pulled back. "Hey, don't fight it. Just relax and let it slide in." She didn't want to. She was changing her mind. This wasn't what she had in mind. His hands held her hips, keeping her from moving. "Just relax!"

"Don't yell at me!"

"Then stop moving!"

"Stop telling me what to do!"

"Then start doing things right!"

"Get off!"

"No!" He groaned as he tried to push more of himself into her, watching more and more of his cock disappear within her folds, stretching her wide to accommodate his mass. She cried out and pushed at him. "Look, just take a breath and relax. You're too tight for me to go any further without fucking you up."

"I don't want to do this anymore! This isn't how I wanted it to be! You are such a jerk!"

He rolled his eyes while muffling her cries with his lips, silencing her in the easiest way he knew how. Her fists connected with him over and over. She wasn't his doll! He couldn't treat her like this! He didn't even flinch as she hit him. The only thing he did was started to rub her clit while pulling back and thrusting back into her over and over. She didn't stop hitting him though. She considered this rape now. He was just taking what he wanted!

"Come on, Aura, just relax," he sighed as she hit him. "It's going to start feeling good again. I promise." Her tears were thick and she just wanted it over. Slowly her hands stopped hitting him and she covered her face. His pace slowed somewhat only so he could reach up and move her hands. "Why are you crying? Does it really hurt that bad?"

"Just get it over with, ok?"

"Yeah...but tell me why you're crying."

"I just want it over!"

There was actually a moment of hesitation as he stared down at her. Maybe the stars were right, maybe he had inkling of his former self come back to him, or maybe...just maybe he cared enough about her to forgo physical pleasure. "Damn it." Slowly he pulled his cock out of her. She curled up in a ball and cried. He moved beside her and just slowly patted her pack. "Calm down. I won't...I guess I won't put it inside you again." She curled up tighter and closed her eyes as she sniffled. "Want me to get one of those med thingies for the pain?"

"No..."

That didn't make sense. If she wanted the pain to stop why not use something to help it? "Alright." He laid next to her for a few minutes in silence before speaking again. "You know if you had waited a little longer it would have felt really good.

He really thought it was the pain that made her want to stop? He was so slow... So selfish.
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