I woke up the next day around noon. Crowley let me sleep as long as I needed. When I woke up, he had breakfast waiting for me. Belgian waffles, bacon, a cheese omelet, cheese grits, sausage, orange juice, and a caramel macchiato. He had went all out. I didn't know where to even begin. I ate a little bit of everything and thanked him for such an amazing brunch.
"You're welcome my queen," he said with a smile as he snapped the tray away. "You can expect this any and every morning if you'd like. Nothing but the best for my queen, my love."
"You're sweet," I smiled and kissed his lips. "It's funny to think you're the king of hell and all."
"Don't tell anyone," he laughed and winked. "But only for you, my love."
"I love you, so much. Thanks for yesterday, for everything yesterday. The winning me over with your crazy act, the amazing sex, the getting me to unbind my magic, the making them forget the spell, and most of all, helping me end it with Dean. I am so happy with you Crowley. I am more happy than I've ever been. Thanks so, so much."
"You don't have to thank me, love," he replied seriously. "I love you, I'd do anything for you."
"And I for you, my love," I smiled and kissed him.
"Will you tell me something?" he asked sweetly.
"Of course." I was wondering what he'd ask of me. I hoped it wasn't too outrageous. I was still sleepy; not fully awake yet.
"Will you tell me how old you really are?"
"Oh," I blushed, "Um, well...I have never told anyone this. I was born in 1800, stopped aging at the age of 18, until I bound my magic in 2010 which caused me to age to appear the age of 23. So, really, if you look at it I'm 215, but I look 23. I think I'm doing pretty well myself."
"I'm still older than you," he said with a smile. "I take it you really, secretly, have a thing for older men."
I laughed, "Oh I do. Especially, the older, European kings, of hell that is."
"Oh really?" he chided, "Should I be jealous?"
"Very," I smiled. "Honestly, you should be so jealous, in fact, that I would think I deserved some punishment."
"Is that so?" he asked, brows raised.
"Umm hmm." Crowley closed in on the space between us. Our lips met in a hungry, needing passion. He pushed me away and pulled me over his leg and I felt a quick sting on my backside. A second later, I felt it again, but harder. I moaned.
"You like that don't you?" Crowley purred.
"Yes," I moaned.
"Yes what?" he asked, a chastising tone in his voice. I read his mind and smiled. "Yes, daddy." Crowley had a daddy kink.
"Have you learned your lesson yet, love?"
"No daddy, I want more."
"Oh you naughty, naughty little girl." His hand hit my ass again, even harder than before. I moaned even louder this time.
Crowley stuck his fingers inside my panties and felt my already soaking wet core. I could tell he loved what he felt, and what he saw. I was turning to mush under him again. Only he could do this to me, and he knew it. He took his fingers out of my panties and pulled them down. Then, he smacked my ass again, harder than he had before. I imagined it was as hard as he could. It hurt, it hurt like hell, but it felt so fucking good.
"Fuck!" I moaned out. "Crowley please, please fuck me."
"What was that?" he chastised again. "I don't think I heard you."
I moaned, "Daddy, please. I need you now! Please! I want you to fuck me."
"That's much better, love."
Crowley turned me over and pulled my legs around his head. He, of course, was already naked by the time he did this. Seeing him like that totally made me want him even more. He didn't have the perfect body, but it was perfect to me. He was so fucking sexy. I wanted him so badly to be inside me already. So, he slowly, so agonizingly, pushed inside me as he read my mind. This time he gave me plenty of time to adjust to his size before he pulled back and pushed right back in.
He kept this perfect rhythm, not too fast, and not too slow, for quite some time. Then, neither of us could take it anymore, so he started this hard, fast pace that quickly built us up to both of our climaxes. After we both came together, he flipped me over and entered me again. This time he kept a hard, fast pace until I was screaming his name, and calling him daddy like my life depended on it.
I, soon, felt myself tightening around him. I came hard, milking him for everything he was worth as he came with me again. I wasn't too sure if I could handle a third time at the moment. If Crowley made me cum again, I was going to explode. Problem was, he wasn't quite finished yet.
Crowley pulled out of me and next thing I knew, I felt his mouth sucking my clit as hard as he could. He, then took it into his teeth and pulled. I cried out. His tongue, then, started lapping up the juices he and I both had left behind. He, then started to push his tongue inside me, come out, go up to my clit, and slowly work its way back down.
"Crowley stop!," I begged, "I can't take it anymore! I can't do it. Please!"
"Oh no, I don't think so," he scolded, "I'm not done yet. I promise you'll thank me in a second."
He didn't stop, he kept doing what he was doing, sometime taking my clit into his teeth as he did when he started this assault on my, now, throbbing sex. I kept building up higher and higher, but I couldn't hold on at all. Then, the dam finally broke. I came hard, harder than I ever had before. I was saying Crowley's name like a prayer.
Crowley came up, seconds later, and what I saw made my face turn bright red. His face was covered in my juices, and not just his mouth. Oh my, Crowley made me squirt.
"I don't know why you're so embarrassed, my love. You know you loved it."
"I can't believe I did that, I've never done that before. Ah, it was amazing though." He was right, I did love it.
"I told you you'd be thanking me," he smirked.
"Your tongue is amazing, it's shocking you didn't sell your soul for it, too," I laughed.
"Well, I'm sure you're very impressed with what I did sell it for. I'd say you even think it's my best feature."
I laughed again. "It's definitely one of them. You're amazing, baby. Thank you for an amazing brunch and post-brunch sex. Casa de Crowley sure know's how to please its customers."
"Casa de Crowley and Ava," he corrected. "It's your house too, remember?"
"Yes, Casa de Mr. and Mrs. Crowley," I said, and then blushed again. Gah, we just got together and I'm suddenly referring to us as a married couple. Ugh, idiot.
"No, you're not. I love it, actually. Has a very nice ring to it, no pun intended."
"So, what are you saying? You'd like me to be your wife?" I said, blushing still. Okay, he didn't think I was an idiot, or that it was a bad idea. So did that mean...?
"Of course, my queen," he replied sweetly. "I do intend to make you my wife. Although, with the idea of it coming whenever I decide. It won't be that much of a surprise will it?
"Crowley, you don't have to propose, or give me a ring. We could go to Vegas right now for all I care. I know what you are now. We're soulmates. Even if you don't exactly have a soul."
"Oh, you're getting a ring, love, a big one. Everyone will know you're mine when they see it. It'll have black gold, and a big ruby, or maybe a purple diamond since that's your favorite color, or even a black one. I want to give you whatever you want."
"I like the purple diamond idea, and the black gold thing. I've seen those rings made out of it, they're beautiful and unique. I think that would be perfect."
He smiled, "I'll have my jeweler on it as soon as possible. Especially if we'll decide on that whole Vegas thing."
"Well," I pouted and batted my eyes, "I've always wanted a nice, big wedding."
"You'll get whatever you want, my love."
I giggled, "Wow I can't believe we're making wedding arrangements already. Should we slow down?"
"If you want, but I think we're past the point of slowing down. Besides, neither of us can deny how we feel. You said it, we're soulmates, in the sense everyone else sees them in at least. We were made for each other. I may be soulless, but I have feelings Ava. I've never been able to deny those feelings about you. I love you, more than any of us will ever know. I need you, and I know you need me too."
I caressed his face. "Of course I do! We need each other. We love each other. Honestly, I don't think we can survive that much time away from each other anymore. If I had to go a day without seeing you, I'd probably lose it. So much has changed since yesterday. I went from being with Dean and denying any feelings I have for you, to admitting I do have some feelings for you, to having amazing sex with you, to admitting I love you. Now look at us, planning to be engaged and married. It was stupid even mentioning slowing down.
"I know, now how deep my feelings are for you. They're rooted somewhere in my soul, Crowley. They're not going anywhere. They are true, and real, and pure. I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone, and that's not just the sex talking." He and I both laughed. "I'm serious! I wish I could marry you right now. I know we can't, though. I at least have to have an amazing engagement ring, that you've already promised, and an amazing dress in any color but white."
"Any color but white?" he asked in shock. "I've always took you for a white dress kind of girl."
"Look at who I'm marrying!" I exclaimed. "I mean come on! If I'm getting a black ring, I might as well have a damn black dress."
"Well I, frankly, wouldn't care if you were wearing rags. As long as you're marrying me. I really don't care."
"Yes, but you know me, and you know I have to look good," I laughed. Though, over the years, my dressing got less and less like me and more and more hunter-like. Now that I am myself again, I can finally show my true style.
"Speaking of style and looking good, get up. I have a surprise for you," Crowley said with a smile as he jumped off the bed, snapping himself clean and dressed. He walked over to a set of French doors and opened them for me. My mouth dropped when I what was inside.
A closet filled with clothes, my clothes. Everything I could imagine I have wanted over the past few months to years. Designers out of the yin yang, every popular one I could think of. So much of my favorite Korean style was in here. And the shoes...oh the shoes. I think he had gotten every single pair Louis Vuitton had available. Off in one area was jewelry and even a few tiaras. I was so shocked. Was this mine?
"Of course its yours," he smiled. "I hope your satisfied with everything I chose. Even the lingerie. I hope you don't mind that I checked to see your bra size one time I was at the bunker. I know its a little creepy."
"For this? Oh, no. So not creepy. Totally awesome, super sweet. Crowley I love it! I have no idea what to wear!"
"Wear this," Crowley said as he went up and picked out a little black dress with a sweetheart neckline covered in lace that showed everything above where the neckline ended, the arms a little over the elbow, and a few inches down the thigh. It was gorgeous, so my style.
"I love it," I smiled and stripped down. I picked out a matching pair of underwear and a strapless bra. Then, I took the dress from him and put it on, letting him zip up the back. I picked out a pair of lace platform heels, and put my hair in loose curls, magically of course, and finished up with some dark makeup.
"You look perfect," he said with a smile. "I would love to introduce you to my court."
"I don't know if that's a great idea," I frowned. "I mean, demons hate me. They call me the Winchester's whore. I mean, come on!"
Crowley got angry, "If I hear any one of them call you that, they're dead. And, if you see any of them that have called you that, I'll kill them, or you can kill them. No one will say a thing. They will learn to treat you with respect. You are their queen now. You are powerful, you are beautiful, you're a queen."
I sighed, "Are you sure? Maybe we should wait, just a little while at least. I mean, I haven't even told Sam, Dean and Cas about everything yet."
"If you don't feel comfortable, you don't have to," he reassured me.
"I mean, I guess I could, not like it's going to kill me," I shrugged. I mean, it really wouldn't. If my man wants to show me off, so be it. "Okay, I'll do it. You want to show me off to your court, you can."
"Excellent," he smiled and grabbed my hand. "Shall we my queen?"
I giggled, "We shall." At that he snapped and we ended up outside the room we were in yesterday. The room around me was made of brick. It looked so ordinary. Not the way you'd think hell would look like. "We've got to do some remodeling around here if you don't mind."
"What would you like, love?" he asked, ready to snap whatever I wanted into place.
"Well," I said looking around, "a little more like this." As I waved my hand, the brick started to transform into flat, shiny black brick a la the Ministry of Magic and Department of Mysteries in the Harry Potter movie The Order of the Phoenix. When I was finished, Crowley looked impressed. I guess he, sometimes, forgot I could do things just as well as he could.
"Now, this looks a lot more how I pictured it being now that I'm here," I laughed. "I'm sure your court is now shocked the room around them has transformed into something completely different. I'm ready to go in, now though."
I took a deep breath and Crowley opened the doors. Everyone inside the room turned to look. When anyone who has ever come known anything about the Winchesters saw me, and knew who I was, their mouths dropped. Some even gasped audibly.
"I'm sorry, my king," one of the ones closest to the throne spoke up, "but what is she doing here?"
"She is your queen, and she's one of the most powerful things to walk on Earth and in Hell. You will show her some damn respect. All of you will. And if I hear one single demon call her 'the Winchester's whore' she'll show you just how powerful she is."
At Crowley's words, a loud murmur broke out in the room. The whole room of demons was shocked. I was here, I was their queen, and I wasn't going to take any crap off of anyone.
"I will not call that hunter my queen!" one of them spoke out.
"Well, you don't have to," I said as I flicked my hand. As I did, that black-eyed bitch burst into flames. At that moment, the room became so silent, you could hear a pin drop.
"Any questions?" Crowley said with a smile. They all shook their heads.
"And by the way, I'm not a hunter," I said as I toed the pile of ash with my shoe. "Oh, and if any of you are wondering, she got off lucky. If I hear any insult from any of you, you're going to suffer a worse fate than she did. That was a warning shot, next time I won't be so nice. And, as for my relationship with the Winchesters, Sam is my friend. Dean, however, he and I aren't on too good of terms anymore. Let's just say I've kicked his ass to the curb for someone way better." Crowley smiled at this.
"Anything else you have to say, love?" Crowley asked after a few moments of silence. I shook my head. "Well please join me, everyone else, you are dismissed. Unless, you would like to introduce yourself to your queen." At that Crowley snapped, and a second throne appeared next to his. The only difference was the black wood and the purple cushions. I, then, touched his throne and the wood of his turned black. It went well with the room around us.
The room started to filter out, but some demons stayed behind to come greet me and welcome me. A girl waited at the end of the line to finally introduce herself. She was tall, with long, pretty legs, and she had black hair that fell to her waist. Her eyes flashed red as she smiled at me, she was a crossroads demon. She was absolutely gorgeous. She bowed and offered out a gift box to me.
"Hi, my queen, my name is Genevieve, but my friends call me Gen. I am so glad to finally see you here in hell. I have been helping out with some details to make your arrival at your home more comfortable. I hope you're happy with everything. Our king left me with one last thing this morning for you, I hope you like it."
"Thanks Gen," I smiled as I took the box and unwrapped it. I gasped when I saw what was inside. It was a custom, gold Samsung Galaxy Edge S phone. It had a copy of my signature engraved in it on the bottom. My last phone was a cheap piece of shit, and I had been eying this one since it came out. He just took it one step farther in getting her to get me a customized one.
"Wow, thanks babe," I said to Crowley as I kiss his cheek. "And thank you Gen for getting it for me. Crowley must trust you, so I will put my trust into you too." She smiled greatly at this.
"Thank you my queen," she bowed again. "I was happy to help with all the details. I think if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have all the variety in your closet. I've been watching you for over a month, looking at your internet history, seeing the things you liked. It was very fun actually. You have amazing style. I'm glad you get to show it off now.
"Actually, I'm very glad to see you away from that Winchester. I've seen some things, heard some things, and I know you deserve much better than that asshole. There's been talk, for a while, amongst the demons about Dean Winchester cheating on his mysterious girlfriend. I know some demons have called you those horrible names, but some of us have hoped you'd leave him, maybe even kill him for cheating on you. I've heard you have a terrible temper."
I laughed, "Well, that last one's true. I do want to kill him, I really do, but I think I'd piss too many people off. Like I'd care, usually, but Sam is still my friend, sadly. I appreciate your comments, too. I'm sure there's probably been some bets going on around here about he and I, Dean I mean. Sorry to disappoint." I laughed again.
"You could, at least, rough him up a little. I'd totally win that bet," she smiled. I laughed again. This girl may be my new ally, maybe a friend even.
"Oh, I just might. He hasn't heard my whole story yet. I have a feeling he's going to say a few words to piss me off tonight. I can almost guarantee Dean Winchester will have a great ass kicking coming to him tonight. I hope Crowley will allow you to be there."
"Of course she can be there, if that's what you want," Crowley spoke up.
"Thanks boss," she smirked. "Both of you actually. I assume she has some authority around here too, my king?"
"You're a wise one Genevieve," Crowley replied. "I do hope you don't mind."
"Of course not, our queen has some great potential and power, it'd be an honor. I've been in the loop about you for a while, my queen, you're truly a sight to behold in your true form."
"Please, call me Ava," I begged, "Besides, I do believe I see a new friendship budding. Thanks for staying behind to talk. I haven't had some female interaction in a while. It's nice to talk to a girl, especially when you've spent most of your days for years with two dudes who are used to taking care of themselves."
"I'm sure there have been certain times you've wanted to pull your hair out," she said with a laugh.
"Oh you have no idea," I said as I summoned a chair for her to sit in and motioned for her to sit. "I can't even count the times I would do things just to annoy the hell out of them because they got all pissed because I left my girly products laying around the bathroom. I even threw a pack of tampons in Dean's bag one day just to piss him off when he made me mad. It's amazing how some boys will get so mad over a piece of cotton and some plastic."
She giggled and said, "Guys always get so grossed out about that these days, huh?"
"You have no idea! And don't even get me started about the whole no sex while on the period rule."
"Hey now!" Crowley warned, "I don't want to hear about those days with him. And just so you know, I would, just to help you with those horrible cramps you had."
"Someone's turning into a big softie in front of his subjects," I picked, "But thanks baby, I figured you would do something so caring."
"Don't worry, I won't tell," Gen said. "But can we please not talk about these things in front of me here. You're putting images in my head I would rather not have."
Crowley and I laughed. "Sorry Genevieve," Crowley said embarrassed. "I forgot you were here for a second."
"Isn't he sweet?" I cooed.
"With you he is," she agreed. "It's amazing to see him this way, actually. It's shocked everyone. I, though, have known the king has had this affection for you for a very long time. I've given him some pointers from time to time. He tried to keep away from you for a while, but couldn't. He wanted you happy, but I knew more than he did. I didn't tell him everything I knew for your sake, but I told him it was time to be selfish. I'm glad you're here now. Any longer, and you could've been killed, or worse."
"Worse than being killed?" I asked in confusion.
"Having your heart ripped out and broken into a million pieces," she added.
"Oh...thank you," I reached out and squeezed her hand. It shocked her but she didn't retract, she just squeezed back and I let go. "You're really nice for a demon, you know. I'm kind of blown away right now."
She laughed, "Thanks. You're awesome, though. I've always wanted to befriend you. You remind me of an old friend."
"Well, I can't replace them, but I'd sure like to be a new friend," I smiled. "I appreciate all you've done, and will do in the future."
"Anything for you, my...I mean, Ava," she said with a smile. "Both of you. I'm glad to help."
"And that's why she's one of the best crossroads demons I have," Crowley said.
"Oh come on, you know I'm the best," she picked. "He just doesn't want to inflate my ego."
I laughed loudly, "Okay I really like this girl! Ah, Gen, I can tell this is just the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
"I'm glad you think so," Crowley added. "I'm glad you've already made a friend down here. I kind of already knew it would happen, though. Genevieve asks about you all the time when she isn't spying on you herself."
"It's funny," I said in confusion. "I've never seen her before."
"That's because I've been using a different meatsuit every time I spy on you. This is my permanent one. I keep it close by for safe keeping. I've been busy, as you can tell. When I'm not making deals, I'm helping the king with things he needs. Lately, all those things have been related to you. I wish I would've been around you a few months ago to save you when your arm got broken. Sadly, I hadn't really gotten introduced to you then."
"Ah, don't worry about it," I shrugged, "Accidents happen. I got lucky then. I know Crowley feels bad about it too. Really, though, there was nothing anyone could've done about it. I'm stronger now, and immortal, so we no longer have that to worry about."
"Yes, immortal, and a total badass," she replied.
I laughed again, "Thanks! Now look whose ego is getting inflated. You really ain't seen nothing yet. I'm sure you'll get to see a nice display of power soon. Someone's bound to piss me off around here."
"Well, remind me to stay on your good side," she added with a smirk.