She looked up from her books when she heard several soothing sounds from a room down the hall.
Instantly curious, Aria got up and walked down the hall towards the room where the music was coming from. She thought Victor would still be asleep since he came back so late last night.
But when she opened up the door quietly, she saw him sitting behind a big black machine with white and black keys on it. Every time his fingers pressed a key, a beautiful sound would fill the room.
When he smelled her, he suddenly stopped and turned around to face her. A stern look in his eyes. He didn't like it when people sneaked up on him.
But then a slow and shy smile crept to her face and he realized it didn't matter as long as it was her. It was funny how she just stood there, not the least bit intimidated, as if he was not the biggest predator in the world. She just stared at him, like she was waiting for something, with that dumb smile on her cute face.
"Come here" he commanded her.
She slowly strolled forward and halted when she was right in front of him.
"I thought you were still asleep" she spoke softly.
"I thought you were studying" he replied "Or at least supposed to be".
She blushed a little, not too sure if she might have just angered him by not studying anymore. But the truth was that the books she had at the moment, didn't really teach her anything new anymore.
He twirled her around so she was now leaning against the piano keys. She looked down at him with a questioning look. He slowly brought his hand up to pull the cord of her robe. Victor leaned forward, resting his head against the soft skin of her stomach and inhaling her sweet scents.
Her fingers slowly made its way into his hair were she stroked along his scalp, softly massaging his temples. He sighed deeply, that actually felt good, even without it being sexual.
Suddenly he rose, tore open her robe and moved her onto the piano keys. Several false cords resounded throughout the room.
"You can never tell anyone about what you've seen here" he said as he slowly wrapped his hand around her throat "Think you can do that Aria?".
She stared at him wide eyed and nodded slowly "I can't tell anyone about the sounds you make with this machine?".
He chuckled "That's right. It's called a piano and it will be our little secret. Because else I will beat you" he lied "Understood?".
She nodded once more "I won't tell anyone Victor".
He suddenly realized she had no one to tell it to anyway.
"Good girl" he mused as his hand roamed her body and pressed her closer. He could feel himself getting hard just by smelling her like he did one minute ago. He growled as he pinched her nipple and tore through her panties in one swipe.
"I never understand this part of my job" she whispered slightly confused.
His eyes met hers and his mouth slowly let go of her nipple. She looked at him in agony, waiting for some kind of explanation to finally understand it. But instead he slowly stroked her face, removing a few strand of long hair "You don't need to understand frail. You need to open your legs, let me fill you and then bare me cubs".
She was wet, even though she didn't understand why, she was wet as fuck for him and he loved the smell of it.
She gasped as he pinched her nipple "Y-You never e-e-explained where I can get you these cubs you want" she stammered.
He snickered "We are going to make them ourselves little one. Just you and me".
"But how?" she questioned as he nibbled on her neck and pressed his hard groin against her entrance.
"I'll show you, I've shown you before but you seem to need another lesson. No matter, I have patience and we have all the time in the world".
He entered her in one swift move and she instantly arched her back as she moaned for him. It was heaven to feel her tighten around his cock as he slid in and out of her. His teeth found her throat again and he bit down hard as he fucked her. She yelped softly, his teeth pierced the skin along her neckline. It could be considered aggressive but Aria found it strangely enjoyable.
Aria groaned as she moved with him and over his cock. She really wanted to know why this was her job but at the same time she didn't want to bother Victor with too many questions. She already asked him so many questions on a daily basis. And so far he had been surprisingly patient. But she didn't want to push his limits.
Especially when this whole 'mating', as he called it, made her feel so good and pleased him so much. Why ruin it with bothersome questions?
The piano continued to resound several false chords as he pushed forward, deeply into her hot core. She yelped, the edging feelings of pain and pleasure wouldn't let her have control over her own body. Victor lifted her up and bent her over the piano bench. One of her legs on the ground and the other leaning on the bench as he stood behind her. He loved seeing her bent over, it made him feel like he had all the power over her. Bent over for him, arching her back, wanting him to fuck her. He moved his cock in front of her entrance again. She bit her lips and moaned.
"You want something frail?" he taunted her cruelly.
She moaned again as she moved back, trying to get him to fuck her, he wouldn't let her. She was not in charge here.
"Say please and I might give you what you want".
"Please" she groaned desperately.
He cocked a brow "Please what?".
"Please Victor, come inside me".
He chuckled evilly as his big hand roamed her back and grabbed her hips roughly "Good girl" he whispered as he shoved forward and into her sharply.
First he moved in and out of her slowly, his talons scratching down her back and holding her down. As if she could or would struggle against him. But even though he knew better, he liked the idea of having to hold her down while fucking her. Aria held onto the piano bench tightly as he started to fuck her faster and harder. She could sense when he was on the edge of coming inside her, she tightened her walls around him. It was mind numbing when she did that. His talons pierced through her skin as he groaned loudly and came inside her.
For several long lingering seconds he stayed inside her, until he knew for sure she had milked him of everything he had. Then he walked around her so his cock was in front of her mouth "Clean me".
She didn't understand at first and looked up at him.
"With your mouth" he explained "Clean my cock with your mouth frail".
She quickly did as he'd told her, tasting her own juices mixed with his sperm in the process.
When he decided she was done, he pulled back, walked over to the couch and laid down with closed eyes.
She bit her lip and slowly got of the piano bench, not exactly knowing what she should do next "Should I go study again?" she asked insecurely as she closed her robes again.
"No" he answered her "Come here" he said as he gestured her to come to him.
She stood in front of him "So what should I do then?".
He chuckled "Sit with me" he commanded her.
He wasn't quite sure why he'd done it, but he wanted to talk with her for a bit so she might as well sit down with him.
She sat on the couch and pulled up her feet as she smiled at him carefully. He was always looking at her with those preying grey eyes, sometimes it made her feel nervous and other times it actually relaxed her. Like he was watching over her or something.
When Victor moved his arm around her, Aria almost automatically leaned into him. For a while they just sat in silence. It was a little strange, they never sat like this. But it was nice. She relaxed and rested her head against his shoulder.
"What did you usually do in the Arena?" he suddenly broke the silence.
She frowned, he knew what she did there "Fight" she answered a little confused about the stupid question.
He rolled his eyes "I mean when you weren't fighting".
"Oh, like that" she replied "Well, usually I would train, eat a lot and sleep a lot. There wasn't anything else to do really" she explained as she yawned a little.
Victor growled internally. That place was as fucking inhuman as it could possibly be. And it angered him to think about her being there for many years, locked away like a fucking animal. He didn't quite get why those thoughts made him so angry. Probably because she was like him, a feral mutant, and he felt they were absolutely superior to everyone around them. And so a superior being like her shouldn't be locked up like a fucking dog.
"Who did you fight?" he wanted to know.
"I don't know. We never used our real names, I doubt some of them even had names. I fought anyone really. Mutants of course, they only organized mutant fights. And people would bet on it to make money I believe".
"Were there no rules?".
"No rules. Paul the rat once told me to lose a fight with some guy who had a lot of metal parts on his body. He told me he'd bet on that guy and everyone else was betting on me. So if I'd lose, he'd be rich".
"Did you do it?".
Aria scoffed "No".
"That must have made the rat pretty angry" Victor noticed.
"Yes. It did".
"What did he do?".
She shrugged a little "Same as always, just a lot worse this time".
"And what was that?" Victor asked through gritted teeth.
"Use the collar on me. He was not a very imaginative man".
Victor growled internally, not liking these thoughts of his feral companion being tortured.
"I was stronger and faster than anyone in that Arena. That was all I had and I wasn't going to ever give that up".
Victor grinned smugly "Do you think you could take me on if it ever came to it?".
She slowly turned her head to face him "Maybe" she whispered.
His eyes grew wide with amusement "Maybe? Really?" he mocked her a little.
"I have fought a lot bigger and stronger men than you mister Creed".
He moved up and towered over her "Is that so?".
She swallowed without answering him.
"Answer me truthfully Aria".
His physique was quite intimidating at the moment.
She bit her lip again "Maybe I was lying just a little, but it was only a joke so it's not a real lie".
"I see" he mused as he sat back in the couch and pulled her flush against him "Maybe we should test this theory of you fighting me".
"I think we must" she taunted him some more.
Now he had to laugh at her "You'd never be able to beat me in a fight little girl".
A glimmer of mischief appeared in her eyes as she grinned at him "You can't really proof that mister Creed, not until we put it to the test right? Like I said, in the Arena I have fought bigger men than you sir".
He slowly stretched out and brought his face closer to hers without ever breaking his dangerous gaze from hers "Someone in this room is getting a little too cheeky for her own good" he said once his face was so close he gripped her chin in his right hand "You're bluffing aren't you little one?".
"Perhaps" she flushed and bit her lip in anxiety "Okay fine, I'm bluffing, I've never even seen bigger men than you Victor" she giggled softly as she played with her hair nervously.
He grinned and looked at her cute little face with that dumb smile. That cute little face was gonna get her out of a lot of stuff in the future, but not this particular cheekiness.
He nodded slowly as his hand lingered down her throat and over her nipple "Aria, Aria, Aria, what am I gonna do with a little liar like yourself?".
She tried smiling innocently "We'll never mention it again?".
He chuckled darkly "I think not. I think we should put an end to this deceitful self-image and lack of humility. So we will fight. And I will put you in your place little girl".
She smiled daringly once more "But what if I win?" she had the guts to ask.
It made him laugh even louder this time as he shook his head "Unbelievable" he said slowly "That's what you are. But fine… if you win you can ask anything you want from me, and I will give it to you. But first, let's decide how the winner will be determined. The person who loses, is the person who gives up and begs for mercy".
She smiled contently "I cannot wait to hear you plead for mercy" she valiantly replied and licked her lips.
He growled softly as he pressed his body against hers "You can ask for one thing and I will give it to you, no matter the costs or trouble that I'll have to go through to get it for you. One thing and I will make sure you get it. So think hard about it.
He wasn't at all afraid to make this bet with her. He wouldn't lose anyway. And in fighting her he would get to know her strong and weak points. Which was actually something he wanted to find out about her. The only problem he had now: how to fight her without hurting her too much?
His prediction became factual. They did indeed fight, and her cockiness had been more than a little out of place. She lost, as he predicted, but she just didn't want to give up. Not even after the third time he'd brought her to the floor to pin her down on it.
"Give up little one, enough of my interior has been destroyed" he mocked her as she was lying beneath him for the third time "You're never going to win this, I'm way too strong for you". Even without actually attacking her and just using defense techniques he handled her quite easily. What did she expect really?
"Fine" she grumbled through clenched teeth "You have won, you are too strong, but I'm just out of shape. I haven't fought or trained in over two months".
"We will go to the beach some day, see how fast you are, see if you can beat me in that area" he smirked as he got off her and reached out his hand. She took it and he helped her up.
"I'm just a little out of shape" she tried again in her defense but he just laughed at her.
"Even though you didn't win, you were brave enough and I'm feeling generous. So you get your reward anyway, you can ask for one thing, and I shall give it to you no matter what it is".
Truth was, he was impressed. She lasted a lot longer than anyone he had ever fought before. He wondered how fast she was and decided to test that out tomorrow.
She smiled slowly while thinking really hard about her one wish. She could ask anything of him. For a moment she thought about asking for her freedom. But for reasons unknown to her, that thought made her stomach twist and turn to the point of pure nausea.
Something else. But what? She had everything she could wish for when it came to material things, which she didn't care much for anyway. Maybe she could ask him to take her somewhere. Or she could ask for information about him which she was deadly curious about. Even though her questions seemed to annoy him, this was the perfect chance. She could ask about the dreams or about his family. She could finally ask what the real purpose of her being here was or about his past and the way he grew up.
She took in a deep breath and sighed "Okay" she finally agreed "I know what I want, but don't laugh at me".
He smirked "I won't".
She took a deep breath "Kiss me".
He scoffed in disbelief "What?".
"Kiss me" she spoke more determinedly this time "Like people in the movies do. That is what I want".
Out of all the things she could've asked him, this was what she wanted? A kiss? He half expected her to ask for her freedom and he would've mockingly told her that that would only be possible if she paid him back those 5 million dollars, the price of her freedom. After that he expected her to ask him to kill someone for her, she must have someone in that arena who she hated. But no… she asked for something small and futile. Ridiculous even.
Though the thought amused him, as he moved in on her, he realized he never actually kissed her. He had bitten her, licked her all over and scraped his teeth along her skin. But never kissed her. The idea appealed to him.
Victor slowly lifted her up against the wall as she entangled her legs around his waist.
"Okay" he whispered against her lips "For once, your wish is my command" he mused as he carefully placed his lips on hers to claim her mouth.
Her arms snaked around his neck as his hand entangled her hair. He parted her lips with his tongue and she eagerly granted him excess into her mouth. A strange warm feeling swelled in her stomach as his lips slowly moved over hers. Their tongues teasing each other, their hands grasping onto each other's bodies. Aria slowly moved with him, only knowing what to do from the few movies where she witnessed this passionate action she'd been so curious about.
He slowly broke the kiss "I hope you won't regret that little one, you could have asked me anything you wished for, and this is what you wanted. Waste of a good opportunity if you ask me".
"But I didn't ask you" she simply answered, knowing fully well she would not regret it.
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