(notes from the author can be found at the end of the chapter)
You live with Kilgrave in his Penthouse for a couple of weeks. Life is good. When you're not spending time together, he goes out in the day to do errands every once in a while, and you go for walks to explore the city. Kilgrave makes an effort to take you out at night, sometimes it's a fancy restaurant, other times it a night on the town or a trip to the theatre. You also often spend whole days in the Penthouse just watching movies on the hotel's Netflix. It's a tradition you both enjoy.
On a lazy Sunday, things heat up as you're both cuddling on the couch. Kilgrave asks you to tell him every detail of the first vision you have of him; the one where you felt him inside you and his hands all over your skin. You're shy and hesitant at first then he promises he won't laugh so you give in. Kilgrave leans back with one arm over the back of the couch as you cross your legs and sit up from cuddling him. He listens intently as you blush every so often when you explain specific situations and can't look him in the eye.
"Did it turn you on even more when I was being cheeky and continued to fuck you when you were trying to speak to Jessica through the door?" Kilgrave asked with a devilish look. You still can't get over that accent of his.
"I don't know." You shrugged unconvincingly whilst also annoyed that it did turn you on a bit.
"Kinky. You enjoy an audience then?"
"No! It was just in that moment."
"Whatever you say Y/N." Kilgrave shrugs and brushed off your reasoning making your blood boil.
"It didn't even happen! It was a vision, something my stupid brain just spat out."
"You're not denying it." Kilgrave added.
"Shut up." You try your hardest not to smirk and turn away from him so your back is facing him.
"Make me." Kilgrave purrs in your ear making your body shudder. You looked over your shoulder at him. His eyes were wide, as he leaned back into the couch waiting for your next move. You turned around kneeled on the couch so were looking down at Kilgrave's face. You leaned your body onto him, making him fall backwards. Kilgrave lifts his long legs up so his whole body is lying on the couch with you falling on top of him. You secure Kilgrave in-between your thighs and rip off his top. He cups the back of your head to pull your face down to kiss you hard.
Kilgrave's large hands found their way to your bottom before moving up under your shirt that hung loosely on your body. Your skin was warming up as he placed his warm hands on your hips, then to curves of your waist. You and Kilgrave try to catch your breath in the middle of kissing and dry humping.
You then felt Kilgrave's fingertips trail over your ribcage then around to your back to unfasten your bra. It impresses you that he has no problem with undoing the clasps. You sit up and Kilgrave watches you slide off your straps and toss the bra onto the living room floor. You reunite with his lips and Kilgrave's hands massage your breasts before moving up to your neck and resting them on your face. You were in the mood to play rough so you pull away from him slowly and stare down into his big brown eyes. You place your hands gently over Kilgrave's on your face and smile lovingly down at him. He smiles back, the both of you breathless.
You then ripped his hands from your face and pushed your palms down on his with force. Kilgrave's bare arms smack against the arm of the sofa either side of his head. He glances at his hands and then back up at you, it wasn't for long as you came down and sunk your teeth into his neck. You sucked, bit and kissed at Kilgrave's skin making him grunt sharply then groan with pleasure. You felt him bulging through the thin material of his pyjama bottoms as you left countless purple marks with your mouth. Kilgrave's head rolled backwards with a moan so his Adam's apple was poking out. You moved your hands to secure his head in your grasp and ran your tongue up his neck to his chin then into his mouth. Your tongue was in control of Kilgrave's this time.
You sat up and pulled on a sleeve so your shirt came up over your head. Kilgrave sat up too and wrapped his strong arms around your naked upper body before leaving kisses along your collar bone. You felt his heartbeat as his skin touches yours, and his breath he ran his long tongue down your chest to suck and bite your nipples.
"You're beautiful." Kilgrave mumbled into your chest. You pulled at his hair on his head moaning his name as you grind your hips on the hard area between his legs. He's panting hard and pushes you down onto the other side of the sofa. You stare into his eyes as he makes one long streak with his tongue down to your pyjama bottoms. He doesn't break eye contact as he slowly slides them down with your underwear. Your heart rate quickens as you're laying there completely naked. Kilgrave peels apart your legs and kisses from your knee down your inner thigh. A piece of his hair falls down as you feel his pearly whites gnaw at your flesh. Kilgrave leaves a purple mark on your inner thigh. You take deeper breaths as he inches closer and closer to your area. You can feel yourself throbbing down there.
You then feel Kilgrave's warmth from his mouth between your legs licking you up and down. He sucks at your clit and makes circles with his tongue; gently at first then it's more forceful. You exhale and inhale quickly mixed with groans whilst you grab hard at the sofa. You feel Kilgrave's long middle finger slip into you then he adds another finger. His mouth is still on your clit as he pushes into you. He wastes no time and starts fingering you vigorously. It surprises you and makes your back arch as you let out a moan. He's pleased that he's making your hips jerk with his movements down there. Your eyes roll back into your head and you can't catch your breath. You can feel you're almost at your climax. Kilgrave knows how to make you scream.
"Don't stop Kilgrave!" You breathe grabbing at his head between your legs. You felt his thick glossy brown hair between your fingers. You hold your breath then stutter an orgasm as you release with his fingers still inside you. He's panting with a smirk and sat up to watch you orgasm. Kilgrave runs his free hand through his thick chocolate locks. Your cheeks are burning. Kilgrave slides his fingers out from inside you and licks them. You watch him above you sucking his fingers and tasting you, whilst gently massaging your clit with his other hand. You kiss his mouth and give him one last moan. You feel him smile as you pull away and get off the couch to stand.
Kilgrave sits there sprawled out on the couch with his pyjama bottoms straining at the crotch. You look down at it then back up to his eyes. You see his tongue circling the inside of his mouth, poking at the inside of cheeks and behind his teeth. He stares at your figure as you stand tall. "PANTS OFF." You demand, Kilgrave arches a brow and stands.
"As you wish." He drops his bottoms and his penis springs up rock hard. You look down and wrap your hand around it; you can feel it's hot and pulsating. You look up at his face which is inches above yours. You stare at him as your hand runs up and down around his shaft. You feel his breath on your face as he breathes harder when you pump your hand quicker. Kilgrave groans deeply as you continue.
"Sir? Mr Kilgrave. Sir?" The two of you hear Hank entering the Penthouse. You stop pleasuring Kilgrave as he turns to shout an order at Hank. You freeze and watch Kilgrave's frown as he raises his voice to command Hank. That shouldn't turn you on but it does.
"Don't come into this room Hank." Kilgrave orders whilst you scramble on the floor for your clothes. You can't hear Hank's heavy footsteps anymore as he comes to a halt in the hallway.
"Sir?"
"Stop where you are. What do you want?" Kilgrave says sternly, he pulls his pyjama bottoms back on and walks into the hall to speak to Hank. You redress yourself and try to listen from the living room the conversation they're having in the hall. Hank quietly explains the situation when Kilgrave orders him to not be so loud.
"She's here. Sir."
"Who is? Jones?" Hank nods. "What in God's name is she doing here? What do I pay you for?!" Kilgrave unintentionally raises his voice.
"Everything ok?" You shout.
"Are you listening to us?" Kilgrave shouts back to you.
"No." You reply sheepishly.
"You," Kilgrave pokes Hank "fire those muppets that are slacking and go out and find better ones." Hank nods and is about to leave before hearing a scuffle in the hallway outside the Penthouse. Hank brings his pistol out and presses a finger to his earpiece trying to contact any of Kilgrave's other body guards for backup. There's no response. The door to the Penthouse flies off and Jessica stomps in. Kilgrave hides behind Hank.
"There you are asshole." Jessica approaches Hank and Kilgrave with her clenched fists.
"Shoot her!" Kilgrave commands, Hank shoots but Jessica bats the gun away so the bullet fires up into the ceiling. The gunshot makes you jump. You're scared and take cover behind the far end of the couch in the living room.
"Kilgrave?" You whimper.
Jessica pulls Hank onto the floor with a thump and he aims to shoot her again. She kicks the gun from his hand and punches him in the face so hard that he's out cold. She turns to face Kilgrave who's ran into the living room. You see a woman soon catches up with Kilgrave and punches him in the nose. Kilgrave cries out in pain as he grabs his bloody nose. "Argh! Christ!"
"Stop! What are you doing?" You stumble over to Kilgrave's side. Jessica calms down a bit as she recognises you.
"Y/N? What are you doing here?" Jessica sighs with frustration as you clearly ignored her warnings.
"Jessica?" You ask confused as to why she's shown up.
"Do you still live in my building? I haven't seen you for a while. Remember you helped me carry Malcolm back to his apartment that time when he was doped out of his mind, yeah? Well I just found out that's thanks to this prick."
"What...? I live with Kilgrave now..." You're so confused. You look Jessica up and down. She's still very attractive with her loose curls around her fair face. Jessica turns to Kilgrave.
"Nice. Kidnapping women as well creating drug addicts. Very nice, Kevin." Jessica spat the name Kevin like it was sour on her tongue. Why does she keep calling him Kevin? It must be his real name. You prefer Kilgrave.
"Don't be so dramatic Jessica. I haven't kidnapped anyone, and the junkie, well, I wasn't the one who stuck the needle in his arm. That was all his doing. I didn't make him do anything he didn't want to do."
Jessica shakes her head in disbelief. "You fucking bastard."
"Can someone please explain what the fuck is going on here?" You interrupt the two of them.
"I didn't think you'd be that stupid to stay with him at your own free will Y/N. I warned you not once but twice. You'd think the one when I threw him through my door would've been enough." You're slightly offended.
"That wasn't the wisest of decisions now was it Jessica, did you manage to repair your door?" Kilgrave adds with a snigger. Jessica gives him a deathly stare.
"I'd do it again in a heartbeat asshole. There's a door made entirely of glass behind you." Jessica inches forward.
"No! Please, don't." You plead standing in front of Kilgrave. Jessica looks at you with disappointment then pushes you out the way. She uses just enough force to make you lose your balance and stumble backward. You regain your balance and see Jessica pick up Kilgrave and with her super strength catapults his body toward the glass door cracking the glass. He falls to the floor winded and injured. You rush over to him and Jessica approaches the two of you.
"He made Malcolm a drug addict. Tell her Kevin."
"I don't know what you want me to say Jessica, please." Kilgrave whimpers from any slight movement. You hold his face as he's gasping trying to fill his lungs back up with air.
Jessica spoke through her teeth trying not to explode. "Tell her how you supplied Malcolm with the drugs you hooked him on just so he stalk me and give you the creepy pictures." Kilgrave looked into your eyes. Jessica hoped he'd actually tell you the truth.
"I told you Y/N. Compulsive liar." Kilgrave watched you look back to Jessica. You don't trust her as much as Kilgrave, but she was making sense. That must've been what the packages were all about at the cab that day before you went dress shopping, and what you saw in your vision. Jessica glances at Kilgrave who flashes an evil grin at her. You don't notice Kilgrave's smirk as you're attention is now on Jessica who's darting forward. She lifts Kilgrave up by his neck and pins him against the glass. He groans from the pain.
"Stop please! You're hurting him!" You try to pull on her arm but it's solid and doesn't budge. Jessica shrugs you off.
"Tell her about all the people you've hurt! All the lives you've poisoned. ADMIT IT!" You saw Jessica's eyes tear up in anger. You hate seeing anyone cry. You felt a need to comfort Jessica and make her feel better. She was so broken. Kilgrave made a short and faint yelp noise as Jessica strengthened her grasp. It made you look back and expect a response from him. Instead you watched his beautiful brown eyes roll back into his head; he was beginning to pass out. Your eyes widened in horror as Jessica was squashing his wind pipe in her fury.
"YOU'RE GOING TO KILL HIM!" You screamed at Jessica. Your feelings built up inside you, all you could think of was you wanted her to stop and be away from Kilgrave. You had a strong urge to protect him from her in this moment. Your ears filled with a strange pulsing noise, similar to the noise a glass of water makes when you rotate your wet finger on the rim, or the sound of a vibrating tuning fork. Jessica stumbled backward and let go of Kilgrave. She held her hand up. She was just as confused as you were. Kilgrave stumbled forward gulping in air while you supported him best you could. He rubbed at his neck while the colour came back to his face.
"What is wrong with you Y/N? He's killed more people as an afterthought."
"I've never killed anyone." Kilgrave snaps breathless.
"I could do the whole world a favour." She mumbles examining her hand.
"You sound like the murderer." You pipe up, surprising Kilgrave and Jessica. "Killers decide who lives and who dies, that's what makes them killers. The only small exception is if you have to kill someone to save yourself or someone you love, then it's still not right but..."
"He's decided plenty of times who lives and who dies, and it's not usually because of anything noble or heroic. It's whether someone's brought him the wrong coffee or something." Jessica looks back to Kilgrave "Are you at that stage in the relationship yet? When you admit to her you use your powers to compel murder?" she asked with a sarcastic tone. Kilgrave clenches his jaw. You look over to Kilgrave for an explanation. When his gaze is on you his hateful expression fades to a softer more loving one.
"I'm working on it." Kilgrave looks you in the eye. "You know I have a short temper and I say things I don't necessarily mean."
Jessica responds quickly to snap you out of Kilgrave's allure. "It just so happens that the things he doesn't necessarily mean have such a huge impact." Jessica locks her hazel eyes with yours. "Keep that in mind."
"Don't you have someone else to bludgeon?" Kilgrave says defeated. Jessica gives him a cold stare then her mouth briefly forms a small and polite grin toward you. She turns and walks away; casually stepping over the unconscious bodies of Kilgrave's body guards to get to the elevator at the far end of the hall outside the Penthouse.
Kilgrave walks over to the large mirror in the hallway and examines the damage done to his nose. You appear behind him trying your best to stay calm.
"Do you think I'll need stitches?" He asks.
"You had that junkie Malcolm stalk Jessica to bring you photos of her? AND YOU PAID HIM WITH DRUGS?!" You push him so he nearly smacks his face into the mirror and stomp into the living room. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
"Y/N I haven't done that sort of thing for a while now!"
"BUT YOU DID IT? That's so unbelievably fucked up Kilgrave!"
"I KNOW IT WAS OK! I know." Kilgrave rakes his hair with his fingers. "I wasn't in a good place; I used Malcolm and was obsessed with Jessica. I learned she was able to ignore my commands so I had to find her, but then I met you. You can also be immune to my commands but unlike Jessica, you want to be with me" Kilgrave gives you a warm smile, but then it soon fades when you don't reciprocate.
"I didn't exactly have a choice if I went with you that day. You commanded me to." You cross your arms.
"But you said at dinner that night that you were sort of glad I did, otherwise you wouldn't have met anyone else who's gifted."
"We had a bunch of wine that night so god knows what I said. Besides, Jessica told me a while back, there are 99 people who are gifted in just the Hell's Kitchen borough." Kilgrave gave you a look of confusion. He didn't see your point. "In other words you probably knew we aren't the only two people with abilities Kilgrave, even though you made me think we were. Was that part of your plan? Make me think we were special, that it was fate or some bullshit?"
"You want the truth? Fine!" Kilgrave threw his hands up. "The main reason, the only reason, I was interested in getting to get to know better was because of selfish reasons. I'll admit that. I wanted to use your powers to benefit myself, alright?" You were crushed. You felt the back of your throat dry up and your eyes begin to sting. Kilgrave approaches you. You bite your lip trying to hold back your tears. He reaches up to touch your face but you smack his hands away. Kilgrave sighs but doesn't argue. He speaks softly to you. "That was my motive in the beginning. Then, I saw how you were at dinner. The warmth you were willing to spread, to me of all people; the strange man who forced you to come to dinner. You were, are good, down to your core. I decided then and there, I had to learn from you: how to be good. And now I've gotten to know your quirks and you as a wonderfully strange human being. I love your bluntness, you're not afraid to speak your mind or follow your gut. You aren't just a thing, excuse me, person I can manipulate and control for my own benefit, you're special, to me and to this world and I cannot spoil that. I'm willing to do anything for you, unconditionally." You look up at Kilgrave. It's easy to get lost in his big brown eyes and his lovely English accent. "I'm in love with you Y/N." You laugh awkwardly and wipe your wet cheek. You smile up at Kilgrave. He smiles back. The two of you stare at each other for a short while. Then you lean in closer to examine his busted up nose.
You sigh as he jerks his head away whenever you try to touch his injury. "You won't need stitches I don't think. But, just to be safe, get changed." After changing into socially acceptable clothing to wear in public (not pyjamas), you drag him by the hand and walk him to the elevator on the same floor. You then hail a cab to take you to the emergency room. You hold his hand through the ordeal as he's never been a fan of hospitals, ever since he was used and experimented on as a child. Kilgrave leaves the hospital with some bruising under a band aid after the doctor cracked his nose back into place. It satisfied you to see him in some pain. It makes up for what he did to Malcolm and Jessica. You take him to a café and pay for his full English breakfast and coffee as a late lunch and order one of your favourite sandwiches and a hot chocolate.
~Notes from the author~
haHA I started writing this at 10pm ish and I'm posting it at 8am the next morning. I hAven't slePt yeT LOl
Areas to mention: A reader of mine mentioned that Kilgrave cannot erase memories. I'm stupid and for some reason I thought he could.
Some time has passed since Kilgrave told the reader to forget about Jessica Jones (by accidient), so the command wore off and they remember Jessica again.
Also, I questioned whether Jessica would have the guts to confront Kilgrave like in this chapter, cos whenever she saw him in the show she freaks and has to calm herself down with the street names. Let's pretend Jessica figured out earlier that Kilgrave can't control her any more and that she's free. Cool beans? Cool beans.
Thanks for reading!