Chapter 7
Crowley had heard the noises the two of them were making, and he was trying his best to ignore it. She couldn't hear it, the demon powers heightened his hearing.
"Are you okay, darling?" Kylie asked him.
"Fine." he shrugged, meeting her eyes.
She smiled, kissing him. "This is going to be great."
He smiled, a thought going through his mind. He was going to make her dinner tonight.
She smiled at him. "So, what do we do now?" She asked him.
He glanced at the time. Most of the day had passed already. "You, are going to go dress in something you want to wear, and I'm going to cook you dinner." he murmured in her ear. "You should find everything you could dream of in the wardrobe."
She smiled, going to the wardrobe and picking out a pretty dress.
Crowley stripped off his jacket, going through the fridge, looking for something to cook.
She got into the shower, getting ready.
It had been a while since he had cooked, but he hadn't lost his touch, expertly creating a meal.
She smiled, twirling in the dress. "Hair up or down... down with curls..." She said, starting to curl her hair. She wanted to look stunning.
He put it into the oven to bake, setting the table. With a flick of his fingers, the candles were lit. He set out plates and silverware, as well as wine glasses. Gabriel and Anna would be in their room all night, and he wasn't worried about being interrupted.
She started putting some makeup on, smiling. "And I'm ready."
He pulled it out of the oven, serving it onto the two plates, making it look nice. He put some parsley on the side, setting down the plates and pouring wine into the two glasses. With a snap he was in a red shirt with a black suit jacket, instead of his usual black on black.
She walked out of the bathroom and over to him. "So... how do I look?"
His mouth dropped open. He hadn't meant for it to, but it did. "Darling you look stunning." he murmured, moving to kiss her gently.
She kissed him back, smiling. "So what's the occasion?"
He shrugged. "No occasion. Just thought you deserved a well cooked meal." he smiled.
She smiled, kissing his cheek. "You are so amazing."
He chuckled, his hand on her shoulder. "I try." he took her hand, leading her over to the table. He had made a simple baked fettuccini Alfredo, with sliced chicken mixed in.
She smiled, sitting down to eat. "This smells so good." She said, starting to eat.
He smiled, taking a small sip of wine. He ate slowly. It had been a while since he'd actually eaten, usually just sticking to alcohol.
She took a sip as well, smiling softly at him. "You're an amazing cook."
He chuckled. "Thank you love."
She smiled, the meal a peaceful silence. She was really pleased with this and she wondered what he had planned.
He finished off his food, snapping his fingers to wash his plate and put it away. He poured her and himself more wine, drinking some more.
"So you got any plans after this?" she asked him.
"A few." he smirked, meeting her eyes. He had trusted her enough to the point where he wanted to try something.
"Care to share?" She asked him.
"Not yet, love." he smiled, taking another drink of his wine.
She giggled, finishing her food. She took another drink, smiling.
Another snap of her fingers cleaned her plate, and he was ready for what he had planned. He had done everything he needed to while she had been in the shower. He stood up, blowing out the candles, offering his hand to her.
She took his hand, her heart racing as she followed him to where ever he wanted.
He gently led her down into the basement. He'd cleaned up the devils trap, but the chair with devils trap warded chains still sat there. He proffered a key, handing it to her. "It is important you don't lose this, pet." he said softly.
She nodded, placing the key in her bra. "Why though?" She asked, a little nervous.
"I've tied you up before love. Now it's your turn." he murmured, kissing her temple gently. "Don't worry."
She nodded, following him to the chair with the chains. "What do I do first?"
He removed his tie and shirt, leaving on his pants. He sat down in the chair, memories flooding back. But he ignored them. He grabbed the chain easily, putting it around his neck. "There's handcuffs over there." he murmured.
"Are you sure about this?" She asked him, getting the handcuffs.
"Very sure, pet. I trust you." he chuckled. "Does me being at your every command not excite you?" his voice was low, watching her.
"Yes it does... And scares me just a little."
He laughed lightly. "There's nothing to be afraid of kitten. You aren't going to hurt me." He could already feel his pants tightening. He rarely was the submissive one, but he wanted her to try playing the dominant.
She nodded, placing the handcuffs on him. "So... I have no idea what to do."
"Whatever you'd like, pet. I can call you whatever you prefer." he smiled, fully chained now.
"Keep calling me pet… I like that." She said, suddenly kissing him deeply and seductively. "And you're mine..." She whispered in his ear as she started grinding on him.
He groaned, unable to move his hands. He kissed her back just as hard, needing her.
Her eyes were dark almost black with lust as she started kissing his neck and collarbone.
He tilted his head up to give her more access, his pants tight. He needed her.
She smiled, soon marking her territory with little bite marks. Her eyes were now black, but she wasn't possessed. At least she thought she wasn't. She soon traveled down, undoing his pants.
He was breathing hard already, knowing she was going to tease him.
She started by just licking the tip, smirking as she teased him.
He groaned. "Pet…" he breathed, dangerously low with want.
She smirked, keeping it up as she soon started massaging his balls just to tease him more.
He moaned, his hips bucking into her hand, not able to gain much friction.
She soon took him in, making it to where it was painful pleasure, not letting him reach the climax.
He groaned, his head leaned back, his eyes squeezed shut. "Pet… Please…" he wasn't used to begging.
She kept going, finally letting him reach the climax he was wanting.
He moaned her name, his hips bucking. He looked down at her, his eyes flicking red.
She smiled, her eyes now full demon black from the lust. "Was that good, baby?"
"Very, pet." his fingers were twitching, itching to touch her. Being the submissive made him dangerous with lust.
"Is it my turn?" She asked him, pulling the key out.
He grinned. "If you'd like."
"Alright, my king." she said softly, unlocking the chains and handcuffs.
He stood up, immediately kissing her hard. He was crazy with lust.
She kissed him back, her heart racing as she fell into the chair.
He chained her swiftly, setting the key on the table. He made sure they weren't too tight. With a snap of his fingers, her dress was folded neatly on the table.
She giggled, looking up at him, still in her undergarments.
He kneeled between her legs, running his fingers gently over her thighs.
She smiled softly, her heart racing. "My master..." she whispered.
He smirked up at her. "Such a naughty girl. Chained up for me." He kissed at each of her thighs in turn, slowly moving closer to her core.
She breathed in and out, her heart racing. Her underwear was already leaking.
Very slowly, he pushed his finger under her waistband, stripping off her panties completely. "So wet for Daddy." he cooed, gently kissing at her folds.
She let a moan out, shivering from the pleasure. "All yours..." She said softly.
"Of course, love." he smirked, slowly pushing his tongue into her. She tasted so good. He was addicted to her.
She moaned out again, his ne escaping her lips as she closed her eyes. "Yes... Oh, baby."
He licked and sucked up and down her walls, not going for what she wanted. He explored fully, gently pulling away, kissing and sucking at the soft skin above her sex.
Her moans came quicker and with more lust. "Ah..."
"Should I give you what you want, kitten?" he purred, kissing at her thighs again.
"Please..." She begged of him, really shaking. "I'm all yours, Crowley... Claim me please..."
He smiled, moving away from her. His pants dropped to the floor, and he stroked himself a few times, before lining himself up with her entrance.
She smiled, her heart racing as she playfully struggled with the chains.
He teased his tip against her, leaking with pre-cum. He gently pushed into her, setting a fast pace.
She moaned, kissing him deeply. "I love you."
"I love you too." he moaned out, kissing her hard and with need, his speed picking up.
She kept moaning, keeping to his pace.
He was on the edge, and he fell over it fast, nearly yelling her name as he came hard.
She moaned as well, coming just as fast as he did.
His face was buried in her neck, still inside her as he breathed hard, slowly coming down off his high.
She smiled, looking at him. Her eyes were black, but were clearing up. Perhaps the sex was getting her like a demon the same way demon blood would.
He gently pulled out of her, grabbing the key and undoing her bonds.
She smiled, kissing him. "So what now?"
"Whatever you want to happen." he chuckled, kissing her back gently. "Let's move to the bedroom."
She nodded, looking in the mirror. "Why are my eyes black?"
He frowned, moving to meet her eyes. He gently put two fingers to her forehead. "Not possession." he murmured.
"Then what can do this?" She asked him.
"Addiction." he chuckled lightly.
"To demon blood, but I'm not drinking demon blood."
He frowned, unsure.
She sighed. "Could it be the sex too?" She asked him.
"Perhaps." he murmured.
"So what do we do?" She asked him, realizing that she was addicted to him.
"It doesn't affect you except for appearance wise." he murmured, not able to help himself from kissing gently at her neck as he stood behind her.
She smiled, giggling. "I love you, Crowley."
"Love you too." he smiled against her skin, kissing, sucking, and occasionally gently nipping.
She giggled. "Let's go to our room."
"Gladly." he murmured. Feeling the moment, he lifted her into his arms, carrying her bridal style to their bedroom.
She smiled, laying her head on his shoulder.
He sat on the bed, keeping her in his lap, going back to kissing and sucking at her neck.
She moaned out, shaking. "I want to be yours forever..."
"You will be, love." he murmured, his lips ghosting her neck as he spoke.
She smiled, kissing him. "If we make it through this..."
"We will darling, I promise." he smiled, his hands resting possessively on her hips.
"I want to be your wife..." She said, covering her month fast. "Sorry that wasn't meant to be said."
"It's alright love." he said softly, meeting her eyes. "I'll marry you, when this is all over." he kissed her forehead gently.
She smiled. "Really?" She whispered.
"I promise." he murmured, pressing more gentle kisses to her jawline, trailing them back and forth.
She smiled, kissing him before falling asleep.