Just knock the door

At first It was just a duty, the hidden imperative of the Lord of darkness. Lilith, the most faithful daughter of the doom, the one who never offered full submission to a men, was in a mission to guide and control a young, but very special and strong witch.

Sabrina, whose potential to greatness could change the balance of the underworld, bringing a challenge to the Dark Lord himself. The young woman, who would in due time, become one of the most powerful witches in story, just like Lilith was in her time - the first witch, the mother of demons.

And that's how Lilith, the rebel who challenged the false God, had no choice but to advise the girl, guiding her to her fate, sign the book of the beast. At the beginning, her work was clear and simple, bring the girl to the real path, to make her fulfill her destiny.

She had her deal of fun trapping the young woman, like she was a little rodent cornered in it's own maze. Lilith always had her own interest in the matter, of course, but interests can change as well as circumstances.

After that blessed night, when Sabrina was compelled to sign the book, to save the people she loves most, the mother of demons definitely became a friend, a mentor who would not only be sought to guidance, but also be invited to special occasions like birthdays, yule festival or just a cup of tea.

It was not something Lilith had caused, it just happened, like emotions always do. So, overnight, she became the "third aunt", the one which Sabrina could seek in doubt or in angst.

Of course, no one knew her true nature. For them, the demoness was just Mary Wardwell, the excomulgated witch and middle school teacher. Sometimes, the family seemed to suspect something was out of place, but mostly, Lilith was able to keep her facade, even around dinner table, when conversations became more personal.

After all, her only purpose was to get closer to the Spelmans and a few hours of half lies were worth the risk, right?

Lilith was so absorbed in her own thoughts she didn't realize she was already at the Spelman's door, while a foreign uneasy feeling took possession of her human's body. Although the sensation could be defined as worry or tension, the term nervous would be better to describe it.

She was anxious to meet them, like she was anticipating something. At closer examination, this kind of emotions was happening more often during their encounters, and Lilith suspected that, somehow, she was creating an weird, but very palpable bond to the family.

Thinking about this connection was unsettling, as Lilith couldn't actually say she felt something like that in centuries. That person, the first woman kicked out from paradise by the false God, felt a lot of emotions, but that was centuries ago, another life, so out of reach and so distante in memories.

Instead of put herself together and knock that damn door, here she was, nervous to dinner with a regular family of witches. Considering she was paralyzed at their footstep, unable to take action, use her time to some self examination wouldn't do any harm, would it? What exactly was disturbing her?

Sabrina was such an easy connection, they could talk almost about anything these days, the girl was so trusting and affectionate, evoking Lilith's maternal side. She felt almost tender around the young woman, so the problem was definitely not her.

Ambrose was even easier to deal with, speaking his mind in cynical retorts and dark remarks. Lilith found a comfortable ground sharing jokes and sarcasm with Sabrina's cousin, so no, Ambrose was not the source of her trouble.

Hilda was an especial case, as she always received Lilith as if they were old friends or even, sisters. The younger aunt was actually so open and affectionate that it would be almost impossible to dislike her. How would that be if she always had a good attitude beyond any problem? No, no, all those family members were a nice addition to her life in greendale. It would be fair to say she liked them all.

What leaves just a possibility to her self-analitical epiphany: Zelda Spellman. The beautiful and insufferable matriarch. Lilith was already used to think about the woman in terms like beautiful, gorgeous, delicious and fuckable, but also as arrogant, untouchable and mrs. perfection "I am always right".

Since the beginning she was attracted and annoyed at same time. The situation never been easy, considering Zelda was as close to a mother figure to Sabrina as anyone would ever be. That and her quizzical nature, were enough to bring some obstacles to Lilith initial attempts to get closer to the girl.

After a while and much to Zelda's obvious displeasure, Sabrina insisted on keeping Lilith around, as often as Mary Wardell's schedule allowed. While Lilith could see herself seeking a good night of pleasure with the redhead, she restrained herself, in order to get with her plan.

But now that the book was signed and her only task was to keep an eye on the girl, her initial resolution had weakened. Worst of all, the constant contact with the woman made Lilith interested in stupid and dangerous things like the deep color of her eyes, or her beautiful flawless skin. The mother of demons would constantly caught herself asking things like Zelda's favorite colour, or music.

The simple truth was that Lilith was flirting with the witch, sometimes in a conscious way, but very often without even realized it. Every time Zelda stood to take something from the kitchen, Lilith offered herself to help. If the occasion would bring a discussion between aunt and niece, Lilith would use her influence over Sabrina to help Zelda make a point.

To make things even more unsettling, the redhead no longer attacked her in anyway, offering her most radiant smile so often that even the dead would realize what was happening. Her best guess was that everyone around was encouraging both woman to seek that connection, even Hilda's annoying boyfriend, Dr. Cee.

She still could run from ridiculous things as feelings couldn't her? She could just turn around, go back to Mary's cottage and call later, telling some lie, an excuse. But if she did it, she wouldn't know what dress Zelda chose for the dinner or if she missed Lilith. No, that wouldn't do, she would run another time.

Just when she raised her hand to knock, the door opened and Lilith's mouth fell, as the object of her thoughts materialized in front of her eyes and praise satan, she was beautiful.

"Mary! What are you doing standing there, it's freezing outside! Come in, dinner is almost ready."

Before Lilith could find her voice, a delicate hand pulled her inside, as smooth lips kissed her cold cheeks.

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