AN: Just a little heads up: this is the last chapter, I'm wrapping it up here!
Victor reached for her hand as they walked inside the house, leading her towards the bedroom. She looked tired, but her smell…
"I know I should let you sleep…" he whispered into her ear as he softly pushed her against the bedroom door. His lips crashed down on hers before she could even reply as his hands ran up and down her body. It had been three very long weeks for him. And not just because he wanted to fuck her.
Aria closed her eyes. She had missed this and mostly, she had missed him.
"I don't want to sleep" she whispered against his lips.
A sensual growl rumbled through his chest as he picked up her legs. Her back was pressed against the wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. Victor groaned as he hardened against her, her legs around his waist as he rocked against the inside of her thighs. He needed to be inside her, feel her soft naked skin grinding underneath him, moaning for him to take her.
Aria sighed. She had missed this so much. The sense of his warm body against her, taking her over completely. He grinded against her lustfully, his hands making its way under her dress and stroking her warm thighs. He hastily opened the buttons.
"New dress?" he asked casually as he fidgeted with the material. The dress was grass green and decorated with little yellow butterflies.
"Kitty bought it for me" she replied against his lips as she smiled "Can we not talk about my dress right now?".
Victor smirked as he claimed her lips again, fine with not talking. He put her down on the ground for a mere few seconds. Their clothes were quickly removed as they became more wired up by the second. He moved her back towards the bed but it was too far away for them.
His arm moved around her as his fingers laced into her hair. Once they landed on the ground he hastily moved her legs apart. His cock pressing against her wet and narrow entrance. The agony he felt to be inside her was almost painful. He groaned intensely as he finally entered her. Her eyes shot wide open to find his. She flinched and moaned heavily when he pushed into her so sudden, her muscles tightening around his hard shaft.
She hardly noticed the hard floor underneath her as he rocked into her, setting every nerve inside her body on fire. She surrendered completely, her hands fluttering over his broad shoulders and back. He growled. His claws bit into her hip as he continued to enter her with the same rough movements.
Her orgasm began to build as a few tears escaped her eyes. Bruising need filled her up completely. Victor's hand slowly gripped around her throat as he applied light pressure. Her eyes locked with his gaze again as she licked her lips.
His other hand moved down, between her legs, his thumbs slowly pressuring her most sensitive spot. Aria moaned in sudden pleasure and threw her head back. He growled and attacked her neck.
"You smell like you're about to cum for me baby".
All she could bring out was an intense moaning "Please".
"Please what?" he asked "You gonna cum for me Aria?".
He pushed into her deeper, applying more pressure on her as her orgasm came closer and closer. His hips rocked slower into her. His tongue teasing her flesh. "I want to hear you beg frail".
Between the aching pleasure and painful need she could barely find her voice "Please!" she hissed.
He stopped moving, still inside her. His other hand drifted down over her body as he drove her over the edge. Her cries of pleasure resounded throughout the room.
Victor leaned back in, her exploding orgasm driving him further into his own lustful feral state. Or maybe it had just been all those weeks apart. He wasn't sure, nor did he give a shit. He held her closely against him as he buried himself deep inside her, again and again until he finally released with beastly roar.
She had no idea how she reached the bed that night, but she felt the comfortable sheets and pillows around her when she slightly woke up later that night. She hardly registered how Victor's hands moved her legs apart from behind her as he breathed onto her neck. She groggily awoke when she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her entrance. His huge body covered hers from behind, one claw lacing into her hair as the other dug into her hip. He slowly started fucking her again. Aria gasped and woke up a little more, grinding her hips back against him, wanting it just as much as he did even though she was wiped out.
"Sorry little one" he breathed heavily "You can sleep again after this, I promise. Just have a lot of weeks to catch up on and you smell so fucking needy".
She woke up the next morning to a warm object touching her stomach. Flashes from the night before coming back to her. She was home again. They came back last night and tiredness had overwhelmed her. And yet having sex with him was hard to resist. He probably carried her to the bed because she couldn't remember putting herself in.
"You have a little tummy" he murmured next to her.
Aria slowly came to life and looked around her. It was Victor's hand on her stomach, and it was resting on her tiny baby bum. She blinked slowly and looked to the side. Victor lying next to her, leaning on one arm and slowly stroking her stomach.
She looked down "I'm going to get fat" she said with a big smile "And that will be your punishment".
He grinned "I'll work my way around it, don't worry".
Aria looked at him "Do you care about what it will be? I mean, a boy or a girl?".
"No".
"Me neither" she smirked mischievously "But I secretly hope it's a girl. That would be the ultimate punishment for what you did" she couldn't stop laughing just thinking about it.
"Hm" he scoffed nonchalantly "I'll be fine".
"Oh please, Victor, a girl would be much harder for you".
It was probably true. He didn't understand most women, let along teenage girls. Oh for fuck sake, it would become a teenager at some point. He groaned, it would indeed be harder to have a daughter.
His face became more serious "We need to talk about a few things Aria".
For once in his life he would take Jimmy's advice. He would get it all out and try to tell her how he felt about her.
She nodded "First, I want you to tell me about your original plans for me. All of it. I just want to know".
He took a deep breath and tried not to look too shamed, his original plans had been quite cruel.
"Breeding" he said "Feral mutants are rare and to be fair, I was bored" he seemed slightly uncomfortable, Aria just waited for him to continue since she wanted to know it all "I've been on this damned planet for over 200 years Aria" he growled in agitation "It gets boring. This house is really big, and it was just me living here. I liked it at first but-".
What he meant to say was that it got lonely from time to time. But he'd probably be dead before he'd admit that to anyone. Aria smiled a little, she knew what he meant. She had the same feeling when she was in the arena. Like she was all alone on the planet. And when she was with the X-men she felt lonely also. Even with all those people around her and Logan being feral like her, she felt lonely because Victor wasn't there.
"So you decided to get me, to make feral babies?" she asked sternly, he did deserve some kind of schoolteacher treatment for what he did.
"I didn't think it through Aria. Female ferals are rare. I just knew I wanted to have one. So I got you".
"Like a collector's item? What did you plan on doing when I got here?".
"Well-" he thought about the best way to put it, the cold harsh truth would do in this case "I figured I would just chain you up and do whatever I wanted with you".
"Hm" she mused sarcastically "Lovely".
"You didn't need the chains because you had that collar on".
"What about the breeding? Did you think that through? At all?"
He shook his head "No. I figured you would simply be here, raising the cubs and doing what I told you to do".
She scoffed "Wow Victor, you really didn't think".
"It's different now" he growled defensively.
"I know" she agreed "But why? I mean, what changed and when?".
He looked her straight in the eyes, those sweet innocent eyes "The minute you got here. Everything changed. I realized there was more to it. Suddenly there was no need to be alone anymore. There was someone like me around and I enjoyed your company. A lot more than I thought I would".
It was true. From the moment she had joined his living situation, it had become so much more than just a living situation. She filled the house with laughter and he enjoyed it. She made him laugh and a couple of times he'd caught himself fantasizing about their cubs filling the house with even more joy. It be a home instead of just some walls and lots of space in between. He wanted to create that one thing he never had when he grew up.
And the more he started to care for her, the more guilt he felt over time. It was eating him up inside. This innocent little creature he had simply taken in for his own pleasure and needs. She didn't know freedom and he wondered if she knew what it meant right now.
"Aria, do you know what freedom is?".
"Yes" she replied confidently.
"Sometimes I doubt that. I think I took that from you. Do you really understand what it means that I got you for my own pleasure, and to breed with? I was going to chain you up like a dog, like my possession. I was going to rape you whenever I wanted you. Do you fully understand what kind of man I am? I am a monster Aria".
Aria slowly got up on her side and rested on one arm also, so she could stare Victor in the eyes "What do you want from me Victor? Do you want me to judge you? Do you want me to tell you that you're evil and that you're a monster? Because I won't. The day you took me away from the arena, was the best day in my life. Everything changed for the better and I've tasted more freedom in three months than most people do in their entire life. I know that your reasons weren't morally correct, but my life changed for the better thanks to you. I've been really happy here Victor. So I'm sorry if you want me to tell you that you're a monster" she brought her little hand to his face and stroked his side burns "You're not a monster, you're beautiful and gifted. And this is where I want to be. I'm happy here, with you".
He growled softly as he claimed her mouth. His hand reaching around her as he leaned over her, pushing her back into the pillows. Feeling his naked skin against her naked skin again was sensational and Aria started moving against him lustfully.
"Besides" she whispered tauntingly "You can hardly rape a willing victim".
He smirked a little as he broke the kiss and reached for her hand.
"Those were the three longest weeks of my life little one" Victor replied more serious.
Aria smiled "I know. And I was very unhappy without you. But it was necessary. And besides-" she said as she moved up a little "I made some new friends and new experiences".
Victor smiled begrudgingly "Tell me".
So Aria started talking about the new things she learned, the people she met. Especially Kitty had become a close friend and she mentioned Gambit also. Victor knew Remy Lebeau from before but said nothing. He had no quarrel with the man and if Aria wanted to befriend him, he would not stop her. She 'd also grown quite fond of Hank who even said he planned on visiting her sometime soon in the future. Definitely before and after the baby was due. And finally she told Victor how her memory came back to her slowly but surely and how the professor had helped her with that. She remembered the primary school she went to, the house where she lived and her childhood friends that she used to play with.
"The memories about my dad are painful. Because I've not had those memories for years, it feels like I only lost him a couple of months ago. It's very strange because it's been 10 years, but not in my mind. I feel I should still have a dad. But I don't. It gives me this strange kind of feeling. I cannot really explain it but I hate it. It's an aching. A painful aching to have him here because I need him. Because I want him to meet you and I want to tell him I'm okay. Is that weird?".
Tears started dwelling up in her eyes. Victor understood. It was mourning she was talking about, even though she might not fully understand that yet.
Victor put his arm around her and pulled her close against his chest as he kissed her soft hair "It's not weird. Tell me something about him".
She doubted for a moment. Those were her most private, painful but beautiful memories.
"He was a good father. His life revolved around me. He was always worried about me, it was funny" she smiled as she dug into the pool of memories. The ones she preferred to keep hidden but at the same time wanted to share with Victor.
"Was he overly protective?".
"A little bit. No being outside after dark, that was for sure. But I guess that's normal. Though he also wanted to drive me by car everywhere. For example, a friend's house only a few blocks away. Which I could easily walk or go there after school. But he preferred to take me".
"What kind of things do fathers and daughters do together?" Victor wondered.
"We would go on holidays together. And I used to play volleyball, he came to see every match and after he always had a lot of advice" It made her laugh as she thought about it "He did not know anything about volleyball but he believed he was quite the expert. He did know a lot about soccer I believe. We used to watch it together and I would pay him back by pretending to be a soccer expert. I'd start explaining the soccer match to him and he'd laugh as I explained how the ball was supposed to go into the other team's goal and how the players obviously didn't seem to understand that".
Victor grinned, imagining Aria as a little girl, explaining soccer to her dad.
"We would eat ice cream together. And every time when I finished my ice cream, he would ask for a bite. And I'd say 'Dad! I've already finished it. Couldn't you have asked sooner?' I always fell for it because he did it on purpose. With every other ice cream I fell for it. He also had the weird habit of wearing two watches at the same time. Always".
"Two watches? What for?" Victor wondered.
"One for standard time, and the other for daylight saving time".
"And he wore one on each wrist?".
"Yup".
He smirked "Weird".
"Yup!" Aria laughed.
"Did he have a job?".
"Yes. Before I was born he was a driving instructor, he owned a driving school. After my birth he became a cab driver. He always called himself 'THE' chauffeur. Because he claimed to be the best driver in the world. Sometimes he would drive ever so slowly down a road, lots of traffic driving behind him. And I would ask him to step on the gas for crying out loud. He'd then held up his hand and say: 'I am the chauffeur. And I must teach all these people driving behind me, how to take it slowly and drive carefully. They must learn from me'. I was so embarrassed whenever he did that. I would hide behind the seat, wishing for the car ride to be over".
Victor smirked "Lots of traffic behind him I take it?".
"O yes. Loads. But he didn't care about things like that" Aria replied as she laughed out loud. Talking about the cheerful memories made her feel better actually. "And he would read to me" she finally said "Sometimes he would read, but most of the times he would make up his own stories before bedtime".
Victor smirked "I think I can do that" Victor said.
"Read? Yes I'm pretty sure you can" Aria jokingly replied.
"Nah" Victor said as he pulled her closer "I'm gonna make up my own stories like your dad and then tell them to our cub. I've got lots of stories to tell".
"They better be age appropriate Victor".
"Mmmh" he mused as she closed his eyes and rested against him. A comfortable silence growing between them. A comfortable silence in which they both realized things would work out. It would be fine and they were exactly where they needed to be.
Home.
Together.
"About the marriage" he suddenly broke the silence "I can have it annulled for you".
Aria looked up at him and laughed a little "You don't need to do that Victor. It does not bother me".
A growl rumbled through his chest "Yeah but… If you want a real wedding, with a dress and cake and guests and all that shit… I'll give you that. Anything you want".
She laughed softly as she placed a soft kiss on his neck "Nah" she whispered "I'm good".
AN: this is the end, sort of. I have several epilogues lying around. Which is weird because I think one epilogue is a thing…. But I have several :-D So yeah, gonna work on that now!