A siren and a souldemon walks into a bar.... - Eilish (cw)

Normally she would have only reached her high one time if she was even lucky, but this guy had already made her cum two times. The sweet release of extacy was so empowering and jaw-dropping that she felt overwhelmed. His teasing remark made her smile, because she wanted him to be hers just as much as he wanted her to be his. As he tightened his grip in her hair she groaned quietly, enjoying the feeling and his words. Such a promise, she thought to herself, but as she asked for more, she sure as hell got it. Him biting her lip felt like electricity running through her veins, and a pleased moan escaped her lips as he rested deep inside of her. Soon she felt herself lifted and she soon felt a pillow under her head. His wild gaze driving herself a bit mad as her eyes dialated at the sight. A moan escaped her lips as he pulled out, but she didn’t get to feel that empty feeling for long, that much she knew. As he flipped her over and placed her as he wished, she couldn’t help but smile, her lips open in anticipation. As he once again entered her, she felt the fingers in her mouth and how her head was being kept in place. A load moan now ran out of her throat as he pushed himself deep into her. She bit down slowly on his fingers, between her load moans. Him groaning her name drove her wild and she once again felt like ten fiery horses in her chest were running wild. He removed his fingers from her mouth and she breathed a bit deeper, almost heaping for air as he kept thrusting deep into her. Now a new sensation filled her body. His fingers playing with her as he kept stroking her deeper and deeper was like sensory overload. She felt her vision almost go white as she came around him, trying to remember how to breath. His hands kept at it until he had to let go. She felt his member getting ready and he didn’t need to force her to look. She was already captivated by his face, and why not enjoy looking at it in an euphoric state? He came and again said her name, but she was out of air. She wanted to scream his name as he filled her, but her body could barely function at this point. He pulled out and she felt her body collapse under her, but he was not going to let her lie like that, and turned her around. The way he cupped her face and kissed her made her feel like butter in his warm hands.

”Suffice to say, I’m yours,” she whispered against his lips, still out of breath and lacking control over her body. She was not one to cuddle after sex, no, that was too weird for her. In stead she layed herself down looking up to the ceiling and blinking a few times. She had never felt like this before. Normally guys said they were dominant, but when all came down to it, she still had more control than them. But not in this instance. It was like the power had switched so easily between them, and she was at a loss for words. Eilish looked at the body next to her, biting her lip. Normally she would have been up by now, taking a shower and washing away the feeling of the other man, but not this time. She almost wanted to hold on for a bit, before letting it go. ”Fuck,” was all she was really able to mutter as she looked at him.

She bit his fingers, god her teeth felt good which he had never thought about a woman before - So weird how she could make him notice even the smallest of details. How he suddenly longed to know more of these small details when they came from her. He was sure that he could hear hear heart, if it wasnt that his was beating just as violently, he wanted to make her feel like no one had ever made her feel like he would in this moment, he wanted to be the only one who had made her feel this good. It was a challenge that he wouldnt give up on so easily, which was why he didnt hold back and gave her all he got. After all, he had promised her quite the mouthful.
As she came around him, he felt her throbbing inside, like nothing else. It made him want more, exploring every part that could make her climax and ring them like a bell. He couldnt hold himself back any longer, she was a force of pure ecstasy and he was addicted to her. With any other women, this could have taken a lot longer, but he hadnt been as invested in them as he had become in her. He felt her body drop as he pulled himself out of her, but as he flipped her over and kissed her, he got to see her beautiful face closer.
Her whisper made him smirk as he gasped for air and he swallowed as he looked into her eyes, "Good," he said between his pants, and groaned softly as he still felt the high. He let her face go as she laid down next to him and he turned around to press his back onto the bed. Small beads of sweat was over his forehead, but he dried them off with the back of his hand. "Fuck.. I've never cum harder in my life," he said hoarsely while he was still short of breath.

So they they both laid, panting for air and coming down from the euphoria. Shit, she couldnt be anything but perfect, could she? He took a bit to regain his breath before he got up from the bed to seat himself in the window frame. He opened the window and pulled a pack of cigarettes out from behind the curtain, as he placed a bud in the corner of his mouth. He picked up a lighter that was from the same place as the pack as he lit his cigarette. He leaned a bit back and inhaled the smoke deeply as he just looked at her for a while, no expression on his face, like he was studying her. But in reality, he was just taking in the sight of her. He exhaled the smoke through his nose before a small smile spread on his lips, "Told you I always get what I want," he then said as he grabbed the cigarette and held it between his fingers. The nicotine was good, but it was nothing like what he had just experienced with her.
He placed the cigarette between his lips for another deep inhale as he moved his eyes along her body. She truly was a goddess, and he felt blessed by her presence. He was dragged out of his memorization as his phone started ringing. A frown spread on his face as he exhaled the smoke through his lips and leaned against the frame with his head resting up the wood. What a timing, he thought angrily to himself as he placed the cigarette in the corner of his mouth and pushed himself off the frame to walk over to his pants where he grabbed his phone. He put it to his ear as he returned to the window, "Make it quick," he demanded as he listened to the long blabber. His face was calm, yet there was an annoyance in his eyes, as he looked at Eilish and listened to the phone. "Alright, I'll be there soon," he then said as he turned off his phone and placed it next to him.

She knew she drove him crazy, because why else were he pounding her so hard and deep. He was violent and like an animal as he kept going at her like this, and she loved it. She loved how her body felt like it was floating but being kept down at the same time. As she came she could feel how close he really was and when he finally gave in to that feeling too she had a satisfied smile on her face. Looking at him as he came in her filled her with more than just lust. She felt something deeper, but she had to get herself out of that mindset. That was how hearts could be broken, and her emotions could run wild. When he had pulled out and flipped them around she bit his lip as he said good. How dare he just say good and not that he was hers as well? She couldn’t say the words and just layed down next to him, feeling her chest move up and down. Fast at first but after a while it seemed to calm down. Her body had a few pearls of sweat sporadically around her slim body, and as he got up she just layed there looking at him. She didn’t mind his look, and stretched a bit to make sure she could still feel her body. His words made her roll her eyes and she sat up, feeling how his load was now running down her leg. No words were needed as she just skipped into the bathroom to turn on the water. As she had washed off for a bit she came out again looking as he grabbed his phone. Simply she just walked over to the window and stole a cigarette, putting it between her lips and lighting it. Her friends hated when she smoked, but she didn’t care. Like she was going to die from lung cancer? Not likely. She sighed as she heard his words, not really caring where he was going.

”Going out?” she just said, looking out the window, blowing slowly out the smoke from her lungs. Maybe it was for the better – she could sneak away while he was gone. Better than a goodbye or a weird ’see-ya-later’ ordeal. However part of her was a bit curious as to what matter that was so urgent. She had heard the words TryCell and Umbrella being thrown around a lot in her own time, but mostly the news just covered the basics. She could see his annoyance, and she smiled a bit because it was almost captivating. He kept his gaze on her until he hung up. ”So am I supposed to sit by and wait like a good housewife, or are you going to bring me along?” she said raising her eyebrow in teasing. What was up with this guy? Making her invested in what he was doing? She let out a soft sigh as she inhaled the cigarette once more, letting out the soft smoke from her lips after some time. It had been ages since she had really smoked, and she had missed it somewhat.

He knew that his good wouldnt sit well with her. He made a teethy smile with his lip between her teeth and made a soft groan at the pain. "Feisty," he teased her as she laid down next to him, and he watched her chest as he himself was panting for air. She was silly, did he really need to say the words to prove it to her? The real question was really, if Samuel was ready to acknowledge it, he had never been anyone's. He was only for himself, so suddenly having someone come and change that was... something he had to adapt to. Nonetheless, he was hers, even if he tried to deny it, he couldnt.
As he sat in the window, he watched her leave for the bathroom and then turned his eyes to the outside. He heard the shower turn on, as the only sounds from outside was faint noise from cars and the wind, really not anything noticeable.

He had pulled his pants on as he had grabbed his phone and sat in the window as she came out. He didnt answer her, but he shrugged at her words before he listened to the phone again. He wanted to smile at her as she took a cigarette. She kept taking him by surprise, and it was pleasant small surprises that felt like they swept him off his feet every time she did something new. Yet his face remained calmly unchanged beside the fact that his eyes bore an annoyance. He lifted an eyebrow at her question as he had hanged up and exhaled like he was giving it a thought. "A good little housewife, how tempting," he said with a smirk, but his expression quickly faded back to the calm neutral one.
"You should come along. Then at least you'll know what you're getting into," he then said as he grabbed his shirt from the floor and put it on. He didnt know why he was bothered by whether she liked who he was and what he did on a daily basis, and he wasnt going to think further into it, because the answer had already been displayed over and over. He watched her as he finished up his cigarette, not yet having buttoned up his shirt. "You should bring the knife along," he then said as he stepped over to her and gently grabbed her face. He looked at her face for a while, before he leaned down and kissed her. Those lips of hers had stricken him with a craving that could never be satisfied. And watching her talk only fueled it further. "But you better not distract me like a little brat," he then said with a little smirk on his lips as he still held her face before he let go. He started buttoning up his shirt and then looked at her. "Lets go," he said and started walking out, holding the door for her as they moved outside.
He got into the car and was quick to drive off, the annoyance had crawled back into his eyes, as he stared ahead at the road. If there was anything that really could set him off, then it was bad business.

His shrug was enough to know that he was busy, and she didn’t really blame him. If he really owned a full fletched company, she wasn’t really surprised if it was business calling. She just stood, still naked, smoking her cigarette and looking out the window. He hung up and her question seemed to stir something in him that he couldn’t really say. She liked it though, and as he talked to her she let out a small laugh. His willingness to actually bring her along was surprising, but she put out her cigarette and walked over to get her clothes. Her underwear she didn’t bother with, too wet and she would do fine with just her pants. She climbed into her pants slowly, almost to tease him a bit as he kept his eyes on her. As she had gotten on her bra he mentioned the knife and nodded. He walked over to her and grabbed her face and pressed his lips against her. She gladly returned the kiss, and licked his upper lip as he pulled away. ”I might be yours, but even a tiger in captivity can act wild, right?” she whispered against his lips. He let go of her and she picked up her shirt off of the floor, and walked over to the nightstand, grabbed the knife and slipped it into her bra once more. She moved with him to the car, grabbing her high heels on the way and easily slipping into them as they got into the car. She looked at him while he was driving, not really caring where they were going.

”Are you going to let me use your little gift?” she said referring to the knife. She just sat in the seat rather relaxed and kept her eyes on him. She was of course curious to see where they would end up, but in reality it didn’t matter. All that mattered right now was that she could feel her heart beat uneasy as she looked at him. Love, lust, attention – it was all the same in the end, or that was what Eilish thought anyways. She reached over to the radio and turned up the music a bit, letting the bass of the car vibrate slightly, but still so they could talk. Eilish loved music, but that was maybe a siren trait more than an Eilish trait.

He watched her pull her pants on, and it took all in him to not just rip them off again. She surely knew how to tease him in just the right way. He let out a soft growl and bit his lip. "Such a tease," he murmured lustful and kept his eyes on her pants for a little while before he walked over to her.
Her whisper against his lips, made him narrow his eyes shortly. He had been quite serious, but even if she did distract him, he could never bring himself to punish her for it, in any other than a pleasant way. He watched her pull her shirt on, and he already missed the sight of her body, yet business was calling, as it always seemed to at the worst time possible.

The drive would be a while, as they had to go somewhere secret far from town. It was a huge deal for Samuel bringing Eilish along, as his secret spots were almost sacred, the only few places where Umbrella couldnt reach him. He turned his eyes towards her as she mentioned the knife he had given her, he smirked and moved his eyes back on the road, "Doubtfully it'll be because of danger. But you can use it if you want to," he then said and leaned a bit back into his seat. He groaned in annoyance and rubbed his temple with one hand as whatever the person had said, seemed to stress him out.
He didnt mind that she turned up the radio, in fact, it helped him put the issue out of his mind for just a little while, a while that sadly wouldnt last long.  
"There has been a leak, one of our men has given Umbrella some sensitive information about an experiment I made a couple of years ago. A little girl with the ability to produce a mold that can make her control whoever that gets in contact with it," he explained and exhaled deeply as his hand ran down his face before he placed it back on the steering wheel. He rested his elbow on the cushion between them. "We lost her a couple of years ago when someone from the facility fled with at least a 100 year worth of life medicine for the girl. Which means that the person who took her, intend to use her for as long as the medicine lasts," he then explained and lifted his hand in frustration.
"We're going to burn the facility down along with all evidence of her being made," he then said and glanced shortly at Eilish. It wasnt really something interesting, not in the sense if she was looking for someone to get hurt. But then if they were lucky, someone had found the leak and brought him along.

She didn’t mind the driving, she was however more used to the fact that it was a motorbike and not a car. His little smirk at her question made her smile slightly, and she rolled her eyes as he said danger. ”I like knives, more fun and creative – however a gun can be fun too,” she said shrugging slightly. She had used many types of weapons, but she preferred her teeth. It felt like it gave her more power. She could hear his annoyance and moved her arm over to his thigh, moving calmly around, almost as a massage. She didn’t ask for him to share, but when he did she raised an eyebrow, listening carefully and picking up on the small things between the lines. ”She sounds interesting,” she said calmly, not wanting to interrupt too much and let him speak again. She turned her head slightly to the side at the explaination of the girl and the fact that someone had taken her. The hand he raised in frustration she took in hers with a small smile on her lips. He told her where they were going, and if he hadn’t had her full attention before, he had now. ”Well I love a great bonfire,” she said with dry sarcasm, but she didn’t mind tagging along for such a thing. If anything, she could just leave if she found it too boring or dull.

”Are you afraid I won’t like your line of work?” she asked calmly as she moved her fingers around his hand. She was never this touchy-feely with anyone, so she felt a little out of place. However at the same time it felt so normal, just to sit in a car with Samuel. He had asked her earlier if she had felt safe, and she still didn’t, but part of her thought she might find a bit more safeness in the demon. She moved her head slowly to the rythm of the music now playing. It was weird hearing these songs in the radio that in her time were so old, but in this time had just been released. ”Either way, I’m not easily scared,” she said with a small shrug and looked out the window. The world seemed like a blur passing by, but the drive wasn’t terrible. As they got to their destination she leaned over, placing a teasing kiss against his lips before exiting the car. Outside she could see the big warehouse and a few of Samuel’s men standing around doing nothing until they saw their boss. She thought it was a bit hot to see how Samuel’s prescence made them cower and stand straight. She walked ahead of Samuel, not really caring for the procedure and looking the men up and down. Her eyes scanning them, almost as if she could break them down with a look, but she would leave that to their boss.

He scoffed lightly as she asked if he was afraid. His eyes shortly went to their hands, her fingers tickling against his skin felt nice. It was a bit odd for him however, he would have never let anyone try and be all lovey-dovey with him, it wasnt his style. But Eilish could do anything that she wanted, and he wouldnt even think about stopping her. That was the kind of power she already seemed to hold over him. He moved his eyes ahead again, as he answered her question, "I think you'd find much of it to be intriguing. But this isnt exactly the fun part of it," he then said. He assurance made him scoff up a small smile as he turned his eyes to her, "This isnt close to scary," he then said and exhaled shortly, "As long as Umbrella doesnt get a whiff of you being with me, you'll be fine," he said as he moved his eyes back ahead. He held back his words, making an odd pause as he then said, "But if they do, you should definitely be more than scared," he said rather calmly, as if he didnt care. But he only didnt bother sounding worried as he knew that he would do anything in his power to keep her safe.
He felt her teasing kiss on his lips, and he leaned a bit closer to her as she moved out of the car. He sighed quietly to himself as he stepped out of the car and moved over to the men. Most of them were simple scientists, regular men really, yet they werent the ones that Samuel interacted mostly with. He only kept his best and most trusted scientists in Africa, where they could work in peace. These men were disposable and they knew it. It wasnt that Samuel had ever hurt them, he didnt care for meaningless violence, but there had been stories going amoung the men, that if a scientist had proven to be useless, he would just disappear and never be found again. So it wasnt the fear of being hurt that haunted them, but more the fear that they werent doing a good enough job.
One man seemed to be unfazed by Samuel, which was the man he walked up to and looked at. The man smiled at Samuel and then turned his eyes to Eilish, "Pretty girl," he then said, Samuel raised his eyebrows at the man and said nothing. The man then chuckled and shook his head, "Alright, thank you for coming, let me explain," he then said as he explained the situation.
It seemed that one of the newer scientists had been leaking information, but the guy had disappeared before his betrayal had been discovered. Though the man explained that it was a very peculiar situation, as the background checks had never failed them before. Samuel grunted something and let the man continue, just watching him with his dark brown eyes in his typical unpredictable resting expression. His eyes moved from time to time over the other scientists that quivered at his icy gaze, before he looked back at the man. "So we thought that it would be best to send these men home, as there's no apparent use for them as long as the facility is being destroyed," he then said and moved a smiling face towards the men. Samuel's gaze moved along, till his eyes stopped at one who looked rather relieved. Without saying anything, he turned and moved over to the man, with Samuel's height, it was easy to tower over most men.

She licked her upper lip as she looked at Samuel. It was weird to look at a person and know that something made so much sense. Eilish was normally never the type to hold hands, let other grab her or kiss her for that matter – but Samuel had lit something in her, she couldn’t really explain. He talked again ans she nodded at his words, and had to hold back a chuckle as he scoffed at himself. She snared a bit at the mention of Umbrella, she hated them with some weird passion, and at the mere mention of them she felt her blood boil. What they had done was not even the worst part, it was the aftermath. Seeing Karmena being broken like that, knowing what the future of Umbrella was – she couldn’t stand the thought. ”I’d gladly slice my way through all of Umbrella,” she mumled, mostly to herself. She didn’t feel like disclosing why, so he could ask all he wanted. She wasn’t going to talk about that.

Outside of the car Eilish just stood and watched the scientists, but the man who made a comment about her, made her send the guy a hateful and cold smile. ”Call me pretty one more time and I’ll remove your face from your skull,” she wanted to say, but she kept quiet, still being pissed about the mention of Umbrella. She let the men handle their business, but she kept her eye on one scientist in perticular. He seemed a bit out of place, but she saw that Samuel had noticed the same. She walked over to the man who had complimented her, him towering over her, didn’t make her seem intimidating, but her gaze was cold. She reached up and placed a hand on the mans cheek, almost a soft touch, as she turned his head a bit. ”Pretty boy,” she said, almost flirty. Part of her wanted to see how far she could go with Samuel’s attention, even if he was busy.

Eilish knew she had Samuel’s attention somewhat as she felt his gaze run to her and the scientist. She leaned up towards the guys face, with a small twisted grin on her face. ”Is he fun when he’s mad?” she whispered to the guy, almost seductively. She wanted to know if Samuel had meant it when he said that she was his. Eilish’ other hand moved up the man’s torso, then resting on his chest. ”I’m not really into you, but I do love some fun,” she whispered, almost sounding like a purring cat, but not loud enough for Samuel to hear what she actually said. For all he knew they could we whispering sweet nothings to each other. She listened to what the Umbrella spy had to say, but that was too boring for her to even care. Samuel seemed to have it under control, but she could feel his gaze. Even if the demon wasn’t looking, she knew he was watching. Eilish licked her lips slowly as she looked at the tall guy, moving both of her hands down to rest on the guy’s chest. Her eyes almost lit up in the night, and how she wanted to have Samuel to come and claim her. He had said something about a punishment for distracting him, and pushing buttons was one of Eilish’ gifts in life. ”This guy, he’s funny,” she said loud enough about the man for Samuel to hear. Her thoughts just screamed for Samuel to come and grab her and pull her away from the man – hell, if she was lucky, she would get to see Samuel’s true power. ”I like intelligent men,” she said as her gaze explored the man’s body. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, and nothing compared to the magnificent body that Samuel had showed her. But as long as she could, she would continue to press those buttons.

The man watched her as she leaned towards his face and listened to her whisper. He raised an eyebrow before he shortly glanced at Samuel, "I guess you'll find out soon enough," he then said as he felt her hand move up his torso. He sighed deeply and shook his head as Samuel was looking away, before he looked down at Eilish, "I dont think he sees it as fun, but instead a challenge." he then said quite calmly, knowing that her little scene was going to end badly for him. He didnt seem bothered by it though, because even if Samuel did hurt him, the company would easily be able to fix whatever damage Samuel was planning for him. "Are you sure your grip around him is tight enough? This could end badly for you too," he then said and raised an eyebrow at Eilish.
Samuel was watching them, even as he was talking to the spy, he was watching them and he hated it. He exhaled deeply and looked at the man, before he made a gesture, "Go run to Umbrella," he then said rather calmly but also in the way that assured the man that he wouldnt want to repeat himself. But just as the men passed him, Samuel grabbed his collar and pulled him closer, "Dont worry about your family. I'll take care of it," he almost said in a friendly tone as he let the man go, but you could never really know what the emotions he displayed meant. He eyed the rest of the men, "Get out of here. Now," he demanded and the men were quick to scatter and disappear, which left Samuel alone with the two.
He walked over to them and dug his hand underneath Eilish's hair as his other hand made a firm grip on her jaw as he pulled her back, pressing her backside against him as he looked down at her with a clear annoyance in his eyes. He knew the man well enough to know that Eilish had just been playing some sort of game, trying to see how many buttons she could press to tick him off. "Bringing a brat like you along was a mistake," he then said rather sternly, as he then slightly tightened his grip in her hair and on her jaw, however it wouldnt hurt but she would feel it. "I clearly mustnt have satisfied you well enough" he then said as he glanced up at the man with cold eyes. "Leave," he just said and the man nodded at them before he made his leave. Samuel watched him leave with an anger in his eyes, before it turned to irritation when his eyes wandered down and met hers. He let go of her hair but kept her face in place, forcing her to look him in the eyes. "What should I do about it? Hmmmm?" he then asked her, clearly interested in hearing what she would suggest. He had already thought about some things, but maybe she had other ideas. He moved his head down next to her and stared at the grass ahead of them, "Throw you on the ground and fuck you senseless again?" he whispered in her ear. "I thought you knew that you only belonged to me. So I guess I'll have to show you again," he then said as he moved her face to look at him, his cold eyes meeting her turquoise ones.

Eilish couldn’t hold back a low chuckle at the man’s comments, because she didn’t mind challenging Samuel. It was one more thing she needed to know about him. The man’s question just made her smile and listened as Samuel sent the little spy running for his life. As Samuel dug his fingers into her hair she looked back and up at him with a devilish smile on her lips. He had warned her, but was he going to hurt her or just punish her in another way? She wondered. As he put emphasis on the word mistake she bit her lip, but she wasn’t hurt by his comment. She knew he would regret it, one way or another, but didn’t take her eyes off of him as he ordered the man away. She raised an eyebrow at him as he released her hair, but was happy to see that he kept her face on him. His question made her have a thinking expression shortly as she looked him up and down. Even if he held her face, she could still freely move her eyes, but she kept her hands at her sides. If he was truely thinking of hurting her, she wasn’t going to make it easy for him. ”I think you need to remind me who I belong to,” she said in a low and rather dominant tone. Like she was twisting the submissive nature of someone being owned on it’s head. His suggestion sounded tempting and she licked her lips as a tease. She had seen how he had stared at her tongue before, and with it she had done more than wonders to his body. His stern face was turning her on, but she knew that he knew that too. ”If you try to fuck me on the ground, it’ll be the last thing you try – a goddess gets on the ground for no-one,” she hissed rather sensually even if it was a threat in nature. She moved her hands to his chest as she played with the soft fabric of his shirt, and let out a small chuckle. ”But then again you would love a good struggle,” she said as she considered her options. ”I need to punish you too, you know – you didn’t really keep me in a tight enough leash,” she said as she looked at his grey eyes.

He would never have hurt her, he couldnt really, but he sure would seem like he could in the moment. He was hers and she was his, and that was how it was now. He hadnt realized then that he was doomed to feel the feelings that he did, and when he did realize it seemed to spark anger in him, because why was she making him feel this way? No woman had ever managed to, so how could this bratty beautiful siren just come around and change it? He heard her words, but he was too annoyed to actually answer her.
At any other instance he would have smiled at her hiss, but his face remained unchanged in the moment, staring into her eyes as if he was still figuring out what to do. He felt her hands on his chest, the fingers playing with the fabric of his shirt, listening to her chuckle. An exhale left his mouth as she seemed to think that he was just kidding. Her next words made him shortly clench his teeth as he looked at her in this baffled expression, that said how dare she even suggest that he was the one to get punished. "You would love to have me inside you, hmmm?" he grunted almost angry, as he then let her go.
He exhaled deeply to collect himself before he gave her a long unpredictable look. He picked up his phone and did something on it, before he looked up at her again. "The car," he then said before he walked over to the car and went in. He waited for her to get in before he just started it and drove off. Soon after they had some distance, the facility exploded with a echoing bang as rubble and parts from the structure flew to all sides. Samuel was quiet as they drove and just had his eyes on the road without really looking at her. The same annoyance from before was clear in his face as they got back to his home.
He stepped out of the car and walked up to the front door that he still held for her, but as soon as they got in, he grabbed her firmly by the throat and pressed her against the wall. His eyes darted, shifting between hers and for a bit he seemed like something deeply dangerous. He gritted his teeth and clenched a fist that he placed in a firm hit to the wall next to her, grinding his teeth as his stern eyes moved away from hers, staring at the ground. "I dont fall in love," he said angrily as his eyes moved up to hers. "So why do you think you can come around and change that?" he then asked before he pressed his lips against hers, keeping his clenched fist on the wall as he dug his nails into the palm of his hand till he drew a little blood. He moved his head away from hers, "Why did you change that?" he then asked in an annoyed whisper, as his firm grip on her throat loosened.

Eilish wanted to see if he could hold up to his words. He had promised to punish her, but he seemed more caught up in his thoughts than anything. Had she ever felt so alive as when he looked at her? It was like they could both see through each other’s blank expressions and know exactly what was going on, and for once she didn’t mind it. She didn’t mind that he was one of the only ones who had lit a fire inside of her again. A fire she was sure had almost went out, but he had blown it back to life. His expression when she said he needed punishment too was almost priceless, and his worlds made her grin. ”And you would love feeling me around you, right?” she whispered teasingly. Oh she had him right were she wanted, and she knew it. As he let go, she stood for a second, just looking at the facility that would soon be rubble on the ground. His ordering tone made her roll her eyes, but she wasn’t going to be caught up in an explosion, and easily got in the car. Soon they were off, and she looked shortly in the rear view mirror as the facility lit up, a relaxed expression on her face. He was quiet, but she thought he might as well be planning what he wanted to do with her, so she let him be. She didn’t mind it, as it gave her time to look at the world passing by. She would have loved to be on her bike and just ride with the wind, but she liked cars too. They had some sort of power symbol. As they reached his house again, she simply stepped out and in through the door, and soon felt his hands around her throat. A devilish grin on her face as he hit the wall next to her, and she didn’t even flinch. His words removed her smile completely. Love? What was this talk of love all of a sudden? He said she had changed him, and she hated to admit that he had changed her too. Moved her more than anything just in this simple night alone.

His lips were the sweetest poison she had ever tasted, and she gladly returned the kiss and felt a small sigh escape her lips as he removed his lips. She could smell his blood, but his annoyance of the next question made her focus on him instead. He loosened, but she could still feel where his fingers had held her throat so tight. ”You’re asking me like I know all the answers,” she said calmly. Shortly she furrowed her brow as she studied his face. ”But did I not tell you that you were mine and that I was yours?” she said. Hadn’t he understood those implications when he had demanded that she would be his. This road was not a two-way street, and she had known that, but he seemed confused. She breathed out slowly and inhaled again as she looked at him. She liked seeing this side of him too. The crazy man who thought he could have her without giving himself in return. ”If you don’t want love, then strangle me now – This is the only chance you’ll get,” she said as she grabbed his other hand and placed it around her throat. She was crazy but so was he. If he did not want love, he would have to eliminate it. ”Living is the hard part, while death is the easy way out. So are you going to let me live for you or let me die for you?” she asked, clearly not faced at the fact that he had her life in his hands.

As she answered him, he noticed how calm she was. Some part of him was thankful that he wasnt scaring her away, it was intriguing that he could kill her right now and she didnt even flinch at the notion. He watched her with his cold eyes as she confirmed what he already knew. He was hers and she was his, and it had been sealed way before Samuel knew what it meant. He had taken ownership over other women, but none of them had ever successfully made him theirs. And then this siren just showed up by coincidence and changed everything in such a short time. He was so fucking angry and he wanted to just make her disappear, remove the liability of making her his weakness. But he couldnt.
He looked at his hand as she placed it around her throat again. He gritted his teeth once more and felt a pulsing anger that showed in his jaw, he was truly conflicted about this. So he just stood there for a while, hand on her throat with the ability to strangle her in the very moment, and yet he couldnt bring himself to do it. Like even if he wanted to, he could never truly hurt her like that. Maybe he was in love and god he hated it. He ripped his hand off her throat and stepped a bit back as a fury burned in his eyes. "Damn you, Eilish," he muttered and turned away. He exhaled deeply and moved his gaze up to look forward before he glanced back at her. "Stay," he then said, like he was afraid that she was going to leave - Not that his voice gave it away, it was cold and demanding, but his eyes flashed a vulnerability, just for a second.
He went into the living room and sat down on the sofa, leaning back to turn his head up against the ceiling. "So this is what love feels like," he murmured in an annoyed tone before he looked at her. He found her so fucking annoying in the moment, how dared she change his heart. And still he wanted to be near her, feel her touch even if it was just holding hands or her touching his face. He pulled out his pack and put a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, before he lit it, throwing the pack on the sofa so she could take one if she liked. "Fuck," he muttered and took a long drag of his cigarette, grabbing her arm and pulling her over his lap. He looked up at her and placed his hand on her cheek as he shifted between her eyes. "I will kill any man that even looks at you," he said coldly as he exhaled the smoke through his nose. "You're mine, now and forever," he said as he leaned up and kissed her lips.

Eilish knew she was calm in this situation, but she didn’t fear death. Death was like release from the world, while living would be more hard to go through. Life was what she feared, and she faced it every day. She looked at him as he gritted his teeth, his anger showing in the small hints of his forehead and jaw. Not once did she move her eyes from his, because if he truely did kill her, she wanted to look at love, even if she hated to admit it. Suddenly he released her and took a step back. She popped her head to the side as he cursed her and she bit back a smile, but a small chuckle escaped anyways. Underneath that cold facade of his, she could see how he had some vulnerability. It was hidden well, but for one like Eilish, who constantly hid her emotions it was easy to spot. The eyes always gave it away, like the snitches they were. A short nod let him know that she wasn’t leaving, at least not any time soon. She bit down on her lip thinking of the fact that she had to leave him one day, but they had to find a way back first. Silently she followed him to the living room, watchin him take his seat and she folded her arms infront of her chest as she looked at him. Her face was neutral, but she couldn’t hold a smile off of her lips as he took out a cigarette, and tossed the pack on the sofa for her. She didn’t take one, and placed one leg on each side of his lap as she sat down. Out of pure instinct she licked her lips slightly to give them some moisture.

His words made her body fill with a warmness she had never experienced before. Maybe this was truely what love felt like, but she couldn’t be sure. Time would tell if he would live up to his words. ”And you’re mine,” she whispered before his lips hit her. Her hands trailing up under his shirt, touching the heavily tattooed body that she knew hid underneath. She pulled away a bit and took his cigarette and took a short inhale and placed it in between his lips afterwards. ”I’ve never felt true love, but I know I would kill anyone getting in my way of getting to you,” she said in an almost soft tone as she then breathed out the smoke. Then she got up and off of his lap as she walked to his small station with alcohol. Biting her lip she ran her fingers over a few different types of whiskey, until she found a bourbon that seemed interesting. She opened the bottle with ease and poured for two. Placing the bottlecap back on, she took the two glasses and walked back to him. Sitting down on his lap again, and handing him one glass with a raised eyebrow. ”A toast to hatred and love – without them, we wouldn’t exist,” she whispered in his ear and licked his earlope gently, in a teasing matter. Then she moved her head away and took a small sip of the bourbon, letting her tastebuds feel the undertones and how it filled her body with heat.

He meant his words as clear as he had said them. The scientist had been lucky to be somewhat useful, or else Samuel would have ended him right there. But had it been a complete stranger who had given in to her charms, he would have made him suffer slowly, maybe let him live as a warning to the others. It didnt matter, as long as the man wouldnt ever look at her like she could be his ever again. He looked at her with a slight smirk as she called him hers. It was bittersweet, knowing that he had never belonged to  anyone ever before. He looked down at her hands that was under his shirt as she then picked the cigarette from his mouth. Everything she did bore some sort of drawing elegance - He felt more and more drawn to her.
He lifted his hands to hold her hips as she got up leaving his hands empty in the air till he put them down as he watched her walk over to the alcohol. He watched her walk back to him and grabbed the glass she sat back down on his lap and offered it to him. He looked up at her and placed his free hand on her cheek as she made her toast and lifted his glass to hers, "You'll be mine forever," he said quite seriously again before he took a long sip from his glass. He let it stay in his mouth for a bit, tasting the sweet burn before he swallowed and exhaled. He put the glass on the table beside the sofa and took hers as well, which he placed next to it.
Then he used the hand on her cheek to run it down her face, her throat till he could slip it around her body and press her closer, "Even if I have to kill every living man to make sure it stays so," he then said as he kissed her tenderly. He moved his face after a bit and had a little smile on his lip as he moved them, laying her down on the sofa with him over her. He leaned down and kissed her again, this time a bit more greedily, as he pressed his lower half against hers, letting her feel his hard member, "I'll take you to the bed soon," he whispered as he moved some hair from her face and let his other hand slip under her shirt, cupping her breast firmly in his hand.
He smiled softly as he moved his thumb over her nipple and looked into her eyes, "Mnnhhh... I guess I really am yours," he mumbled. Normally he wouldnt have been so quick to long for someone again, but with Eilish the hunger to be with her was overwhelming. He wanted to hate it, but couldnt really care in this moment. Yet he let go of her chest and exhaled deeply. For some reason, the realization of belonging to her had dulled his lust and turned into something else. He just didnt want to fuck her at every chance possible, even though his body wanted. He rather wanted to know more about her. He sat back up and pulled her shirt back in place as he pulled her back up on his lap. "We'll fuck later.. I want to know more about you," he then said as he started kissing her neck with small soft kisses. He moved away and looked into her eyes, "Tell me about the captivating siren Eilish. How did she manage to melt the heart in someone that doesnt even have one?" he then asked as his eyes shifted between hers.

”Don’t promise something you can’t hold,” she said and looked into his eyes. Lion had promised her stuff too, promised to never leave her, but that was obviously not something he could have promised. He couldn’t hold on to those words and had found another to love. Maybe Eilish had found herself accepting that fact, but it was only because she thought she didn’t deserve anyone. It was different with Samuel. It was like his challenging eyes and swift movement touched her deeper than anyone before. Could two cold hearts turn warm at the touch? It felt like it. His lips was pure extacy and she gladly leaned into it, tasting the smoke and whiskey. She hadn’t ever had a favorite taste, but this might have been it. Her breathing got a bit heavier as he moved them down laying on the couch, his lips against hers and his arousal only a few layers of clothes away. His next promise she knew to be true, because she could feel her own need rise as he kept caressing her body. His hand under her shirt made her breathe a bit heavier as she looked at him, his small soft smile taking her by surprise. It was different than the look he had given her last he touched her like this. It was giving her body a warm feeling, his words almost echoing in her head. A small victorious smile on her lips at that sentence. He soon pulled away, leaving her wondering if he felt what she was feeling right now. He pulled her back unto his lap and started planting small kisses on her neck, a feeling like no other.

”There’s not much to tell, unless you feel for the worst sob story in the world,” she said letting one of her hands move up to his neck and run through his hair. She was not the lovey-dovey type, but sitting here on Samuel’s lap, she thought that he was bringing it out in her. It was her own style of course, but a bit more touchy than she normally would be, however who could blame her? She felt so drawn to the demon under her and wanted to know more about him too – especially if he was meaning to keep his promise. ”I grew up in the system, but as we all know systems work badly if executed by the government,” she said as she looked into his eyes. ”I learned that no-one is coming to save you, that life is not fair, and that you can only rely on yourself for protection,” she said, a bit emotionless as she spoke. She wasn’t feeling like opening up about her childhood, that was a time bomb in her, still ticking. She hoped she could hold all of those feelings inside of her until one day they would explode and she would die. ”I know I’m special and I know I’m good looking, so it was only a matter of time before I could find someone who dared cross my path like you have,” she said leaning down to kiss him, but not letting their lips touch. ”I’m not known as someone you claim without giving something in return; I’m fair, and I always take what is mine,” she whispered against his lips, keeping her eyes at his.

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