Ch 11: Date Me

Amilia pov:

Shouting and the sound of things breaking filled the room. I sat on the floor of the living room, staring into a static TV as my parents argued. They always argued.

Hugging my knees to my chest I let myself tune it out, hoping they would stop soon. They didn't, instead a large hand pulled my hair from behind, throwing me onto the floor.

"It's your fucking fault! Acting like a little whore!" My mother lifted a belt and whipped me with it, not caring where it landed.

I didn't dare make a sound, it would only fuel her rage more. I'm not sure what I did this time, most of the time I wasn't, I was just tired of being in pain. My body was covered in heavy bruises, my eye swollen shut, some of my ribs definitely broken.

These weren't from now, no, welts and marks covered my body from her beating. The other ones were because of my father, he was worse. She stood above me, spit flying as she called me every name under the sun.

I just watched her, the look of pure hatred and loathing in her eyes. I felt so numb, so cold, it was better than pain. My father shouted and pushed her out if the way, his fists connecting with her face and body.

He beat her till blood was coming off his hands, he beat her till she laid down and just whimpered. I watched, a small smile on my lips. But it faded when his eyes landed on me, that same perverted look, the same gross joy he gets when looking at me.

Leaving her he came closer and reached out to touch me, his hands running over my body and making me feel disgusting. I didn't fight it off, if I did it would just get worse. But, I couldn't help moving away when he lowered his hand to my center.

"N-no." I pushed him away, I didn't want it, I didn't want any of this. He grew angry quickly, his fists connecting with me and making me cry.

Curling into a ball I let him do as he pleased, his hands beating and touching me. His voice was disgusting and loud, all I could do was let the tears fall as my body moved with his.

When he finished I was told to go to my room. Not thinking twice I did as told, dragging myself off the dirty floor. The house was small and gross, nearly a hoarders house.

I couldn't take it, I couldn't keep doing this, I wanted out, I wanted to be free. I hadn't realized that I was in their room till I was in front of his bedside drawer. Thunder and rain pelting the area outside.

Reaching in I pulled the heavy metal out, holding its weight with some difficulty. I was weak, I was smaller than I should be. Going back to the living room I found them sitting on the couch, watching something on the TV.

Standing behind I lifted the metal, pointing it at them as I cried tears of joy. Cocking it made him sharply turn his head, fear filled his eyes when he saw me. I wasn't gonna be reasoned with, I wasn't gonna be talked out of it.

People like them didn't deserve to live...

He lunged at me but I had already pulled the trigger, a loud ringing encased the air. Blood spilled and he started to fall, I couldn't have been more happy. I shot more, I emptied the clip, but I kept trying to shoot.

When I relished what I did I was left with both of them dead and on the floor, the flies and bugs already moving onto them. Dropping the gun I unlocked my door and left, the cold rain washing away my guilt and shame.

I'm free...

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I woke up gasping and startled, my body rigid and shaking. Looking around I found myself still inside Azrael's house, rain splattering against her large windows.

It was probably morning but it was hard to tell with the shitty weather. Looking for the woman I found her laying on her stomach beside me. The covers laid around her lower back and showing off the remains of last night.

Long and deep scratches covered her back, bruising hickies and bite marks littered her neck and shoulder. I felt myself smiling when I saw her at peace, she drooled lightly which made me laugh.

Tracing my hand down her back I admired my handy work, she would shiver or grumble as I traced the scratches. Eventually she stirred awake, her messy hair looking worse than I thought.

When her eyes laid on me I felt so exposed, they were kind and adoring. I had to look away because it hurt too much to keep looking at them. She flipped onto her back with a hiss, chuckling as she reached out and held my hand.

"Come here." She pulled me into her, my head laying on her chest comfortably. She let her free hand run up and down my side and back.

"Morning, beautiful." Her voice lagged with sleep, deep and huskier than normal.

"You drool." I snickered when she stiffened.

"I do not. Take that back." She pinched my side making me yelp.

"Tell it to your pillow." I laughed when she grumbled annoyed.

I don't know how long we laid there for, we didn't speak, we didn't move, just laid in each other embrace and watched the rain hit the window. I felt calm, at peace even.

"Are you hungry?" She suddenly asked me. Looking up at her I found those same eyes staring back.

"Mm, what do you have in mind?" I looked away. I didn't need to see that look in her eyes.

"Whatever you want." She kissed my temple sweetly, hugging me closer to her.

"Waffles?"

"Waffles it is then."

Detangling from each other we stepped out of bed, both still very naked. She came to me, picking me up and carrying me to the bathroom with her.

Brushing our teeth and hopping in the shower together I let her hold me as we cleaned ourselves up. She lathered her hands and a rag up, washing me with such gentle care. Her fingers worked through my scalp tenderly, rubbing the shampoo in with ease.

"You're so beautiful." She pressed a kiss to my neck as I rinsed off. I wasn't sure what to say so I just leaned against her, enjoying the warmth she gave.

When we finished cleaning up we wrapped ourselves in towels and headed for her closet. I was amazed by the size of it, she had plenty of clothes but still managed to have empty and open space.

There was a little ottoman in the middle to sit on, one whole section was just her watches and jewelry. She laughed as I gawked at her massive walk in closet.

"Sweats okay?" She dropped her towel and dried her hair off, not afraid of being naked at all. Not that I minded.

"I'll pick what I want, thank you very much." She chuckled and started to pick out her clothes.

Going around I found her underwear and slipped on a pair of boxer briefs, opting out of a bra I took one of her buttons up and slipped it on. It smells faintly of cologne but not overbearing.

Arms circled my waist as lips hummed against my neck. She peppered my neck and cheek in kisses, her hand flat against my stomach.

"You look good in my clothes." She spun me around to face her.

Black sweats and a gray tank top, no bra. Wrapping my arms around her neck I jumped into her arms and buried my face into her neck. I'm not normally so affectionate, especially with her, but I don't know... my dream must have fucked me up more than I thought.

She carried me without another word, going downstairs and dropping me off on the couch. The dogs ran up and started whining and licking my legs. I laughed and gave into petting them, they jumped on the couch and rested their heads in my lap.

Picking up the remote I turned on some random show to watch while she went to what I assumed was the kitchen. I felt so comfortable, so at ease as I laid here.

"Reports still show no sign of the mysterious killing at Whitlock Enterprise. A man, Karl Greeves, was found dead in the underground garage elevator. There were no witnesses, no camera footage, and currently no suspects in this heinous crime. More tonight at 6."

I remember that bastard clearly. He tried stabbing me but I got the jump on him, how the turn tables. Guess he wasn't expecting me to stab and slit his throat with that much ease.

"Did that happen when I was out of town?" Azraels voice startled me slightly.

"Yeah, what a freaky murder." I rolled my eyes, not really caring at all. Turning the chance I put on some reality TV as she set the food down on the table in front of us.

"Go eat." She told the dogs. They got up and happily scampered off to the kitchen. Sitting beside me she offered up a knife and fork.

We ate and watched these housewives argue over stupid shit. The food was great, I didn't know she could cook? When we finished she took them back to the kitchen and grabbed drinks for us.

Sitting on the couch she pulled me into her side and sipped her coffee happily. I shouldn't be getting so close, I know I shouldn't, but it felt nice to be taken care of.

"How was the business trip?" I asked her, craning my neck to get a better look at her.

"Good, a little messy but good. Some investors and projects that needed to be handled accordingly." She shrugged it off and not giving too much detail.

"Why was it so sudden? Normally I'm informed of such things." It was the truth but I was curious for the details.

"I was just as shocked, but one of the investors was an old friend. Had to do him a solid and drop everything." She smiled at me.

There was a knock on the door which stopped our conversation. She looked a little annoyed but got up to answer it, when the door opened I could hear squealing.

"You will not believe what just happened! I was visiting Tony and he was being such a little bitch so I grabbed my- what the fuck is she doing here?" It was the redheaded girl from before. She looked thoroughly pissed off when she saw me.

"Lilith, this is Amilia. Amilia, this is Lilith, a friend of mine." She introduced us, her arms crossed and a look given to the woman.

"Oh, you're the one stealing her attention. I've heard so much about you." She gave the fakest smile a person could give.

"Wish I could say the same but you've never come up in conversation." I gave a very cocky smile. This got under her skin, she stepped closer and looked ready to sock me.

"Let's chill out huh? Lily, why are you here?" Az came up and pulled her back, moving her off to the side.

"I was hoping you were free but that doesn't seem to be the case. We were gonna go pay a visit to... Leroy." She crossed her arms. They had a staring contest before Az let out a chuckle.

"You guys got it. I'm spending the day with Amilia, that is if she wants to?" She looked nervous when staring at me. It was cute.

Cute? Cute?! GROSS.

"Yeah, sure, whatever." I waved her off, petting one of the dogs that came back in the living room.

Lily huffed and gave the woman a look before leaving without another word. Locking the door she came back and sat beside me.

"Is she into you?" I couldn't help my curiosity. It was obvious but I wanted her to confirm.

"Lily? I mean yeah but I don't really pay attention to it." She stretched and relaxed into the couch, her arms on the back of it.

"Have you fucked her?" I felt a little angry at her answer. She eyes me with a cocky smile and chuckles.

"Yeah but not for a while. Not since we started doing our thing." She tried to comfort me but it just pissed me off.

"Really? With the way she acts I would think she's still fucking you." I put some distance between her and I, more mad that she fucked her at all than anything else.

"Guess I got some good dick." She laughed but it just pissed me off.

"It's average." I grunted, eyes trained on the TV.

"Really?! Weren't you calling me daddy last night? Begging me?" She leaned over to me, her hand resting on my thigh.

"Shut up. Fuck you're annoying." I pushed her face away, embarrassed at her wording.

"Oh daddy more. Oh please, harder, harder." She fake moaned, mocking me with her wording.

"Stop talking!" I pushed her away, my face probably red.

"Don't be mad. I don't like Lily like that nor do I want a relationship with her." She pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"Hm, sure."

"I don't. I'd much prefer those things with you." Snapping my head to hers I saw a blush cover her cheeks. She looked nervous which was very unusual.

"Are you asking me out?" I scoffed.

"Yes. I like you Amilia, isn't that obvious?" Her eyes were so sincere.

"You're pathetic."

"I know." Her face looked desperate, eyes half lidded with her lip drawn between her teeth.

"You think you can date me?" I laughed at her.

"Yes, I wanna try." She leaned in closer.

"How bad?" I teased her, watching her eyes flicker to my lips.

"So fucking bad... oh god please." Her hand massaged my thigh roughly.

"I don't think you deserve to date me." I held her chin, keeping her at a distance.

"Please, I'll do anything." She whined, she was so needy and it only turned me on.

"Be a good girl and sit back." I ghosted my lips over her, making her groan in frustration.

Doing as told she leaned back on the couch, her hands twitching. I could see the obvious hardon strain against her sweats, it jumped and throbbed as I sat myself in her lap. Wrapping my arms around her shoulders I slowly ground my hips into hers.

"Oh fuck, please date me." She held my hips tightly, helping me move harder against her.

"Mm, I don't know. You'rea bit of a whore Azy. I think you should apologize." I smirked. Her eyes focused on my chest intensely.

"I-im sorry." Her hips bucked upwards, a whine leaving her lips at the clothing restriction.

"I can't hear you over your pathetic whining." I played with the baby hairs on the back of her neck.

"I-im sorry. Fuck I'm so sorry." She moved her hips with mine, trying to make me move faster.

"Good girl. Now take your hands away." I slapped her hands, watching the frustration build up in her face.

Doing as told she moved her hands away and gripped the cushions of the couch tightly. The veins on her hands showing under her force.

"You're fucking annoying bitches and think you can date me?" My hips slowed but ground harder into her.

"Yes. I want you... I need you Amilia." Her brows furrowed, her face contorted into a look of pleasure.

Stopping my hips made her whimper. Taking my time I unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my naked chest to her. She licked her lips at the sight, an obvious frustration edging on her face.

"I don't know. You're awfully cocky for someone who whines when I don't move my hips." I lifted her chin to look at me, she was panting and nearly drooling at the stimulation.

"I'll do anything. Just name it." Her hips rolled up, trying to get me to move.

Memories of last night made my body flush, I wanted payback for her stunt, she embarrassed me throughly.

"You wanna touch me? Fuck me?" My hips started again, slow and methodical.

"Y-yes." She panted.

"Yes what?" I teased. A look of realization on her face.

"Y-yes... mommy." Hearing the words made me clench around nothing. The desperation and need in her voice made my stomach squeeze tightly.

Tangling my hand into her hair I pulled her into my chest. She wasted no time in wrapping her lips around my taunt nipple, sucking and biting it.

Holding her head close I let the pleasure roll off me in waves, my hips moving faster than before. She groaned and tried to touch me but I swatted her hands away.

"Ah, mommy, please let me touch you." She begged, her hands looking ready to rip the cushions apart.

"I don't think you deserve it. You haven't been very good." I pulled her mouth away, seeing blinding lust in her eyes.

"No, please, I've been good. I've been so good." She moaned, her body twitching slightly. I loved when she begged, this powerful woman nothing more than a whimpering mess.

Pressing her against the back of the couch I moved her hands to my hips, picking up my pace quickly. She stuttered out moans as I ground myself into her.

"Oh god. S-stop, I'm gonna..." Her mouth hung open as loose groans left her. Her brows furrowed as her eyes shut, she looked focused.

"Trying not to cum your pants? Do you like me that much?" I husked into her ear.

"P-please." She tried stopping my hips but I continued.

"You're gonna be embarrassed?" She nodded and kept trying but I wanted to watch her.

Holding onto her shoulder and thigh I grounded myself hard and fast into her, watching her mouth hang open. She let out a strangled moan, her hips bucking up quickly.

"M-mommy... I'm- I'm-"

She gritted her teeth and pulled me against her roughly, grabbing my ass painfully as she came in her pants.

Her chest heaved as she struggled to breath, she was out of it as she prolonged her orgasm. Slowing my hips to a stop I pulled her into my chest, her lips attacking me instantly.

"Good girl. You did so good for me baby." I ran my fingers through her thick fluffy hair. She hummed into my tit, tongue flicking my peak.

Lifting myself up I tugged her sweats down. A messy thigh and still hard cock slapped against her shirt covered stomach. Moving her sweats down to her ankles I slipped my boxers down and sat in her lap again.

She watched as I lined her up, slowly taking the head in. Feeling her enter just a bit made me groan, fuck she's big. Bouncing slightly I slowly moved more inside me till I was fully seated.

"You feel so fucking good." Her eyes were half open. I could feel that her arms were tense, her body flexing slightly.

Moving her tank top up I exposed her chest and abs to me, watching the way they flexed when I started to move. Placing my hands on her shoulders I started to grind myself into her.

I was already so worked up from just watching her. I let myself ride her as I pleased, moans escaping my lips.

"You like mommy's pussy?" I moaned into her ear. She nodded eagerly.

"Yes, it's amazing." Her eyes shut as heavy pants left her.

"Look at me." She struggled to keep her eyes open. Lifting her chin I brought my hand down on her cheek a little harshly.

She looked a little shocked that I smacked her but it turned to depravity quickly. Her eyes focused on mine.

"A-again..." She moaned. She wanted me to smack her again?

Smacking her again but harder made her thrust up roughly. She met my hips as she writhed beneath me.

"I'm better than her right?" I bounced faster. My clit brushed against her lower abdomen with every thrust.

"Yes. So much better." She lowered her eyes to where we were connected.

"You don't fuck anyone else, got it?" I wrapped my hand around her throat, feeling myself get closer and closer.

"O-only you." She gritted her teeth, her hips meeting mine.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." Grinding my hips fast I felt myself about to topple over the edge.

Her thumb reached between us and circled it, throwing me over the edge harshly. I held her close as I ground my hips, broken moans escaping my mouth. It took a minute for me to come down, my hips still moving slowly.

"Please... I need to cum." Her words made me clench around her.

"Then you're gonna have to fuck me." She nodded and moved me to lay on the couch, still staying inside.

Once above me she snapped her hips powerfully, her thrusts shook my body and made the couch creak. Her eyes shut as her face contorted in pleasure.

"So desperate to fuck your mommy huh?" I dragged my nails down her chest, squeezing her tits roughly.

"Yes, I love it. I love your pussy." She moved faster, keeping her same powerful thrusts.

"You wanna cum baby?" Pinching her nipples made her hips stutter and her moans crack.

She threw her head back, neck straining as she fucked me. She whimpered as she kept moving her hips.

"M-mommy... I'm gonna cum. Let me pull out." She panted, her movements getting sloppier.

Smiling, I wrapped my legs around her, squeezing the life out of her cock. She gasped and tried to pull out but I kept her close.

"It's okay baby, fill mommy's pussy." I breathed into her ear. She whined and nodded, pounding into me harder.

It took three more thrusts before she was cumming, her hands holding me down and forcing herself as deep as possible. Her mouth hung open but nothing came out, she was struggling to breath.

A long deep groan left her when she caught her breath, her face burying in my neck a moment later. She rolled her hips weakly as I milked every last drop from her.

"H-holy shit... oh my god." She panted against my neck, leaving lazy kisses.

"You did so good, baby." I scratched her scalp, easing her from her high.

"Please date me." She sounded groggy.

"No." I giggled. I could feel her smile against my neck.

"Such a fucking tease." She whined.