Overly Familiar Pt. 02 Ch. 07

Lilith frowned slightly as whatever she was about to say was cut off by the addition. But she looked up thoughtfully to ponder the question. "Well... you're a pretty tall boy, Matthew. I'd say you'd come up to... a male old one's knee, if that gives you an idea. The females were apparently shorter, but that's a moot point. There aren't any left. They sided with Lucifer during the war and like everyone who sided with Lucifer during the war, they got smacked the fuck down."

Matt blinked, taking the new information in. So his father was the old one and his mother was the angel by default. He gave Lilith a look, which she returned, clearly seeing that she'd hooked him.

"I suppose angels wouldn't keep track of old ones would they?" Lilith batted her lashes innocently at Laila before turning back to Matt. "Anything else you'd like to know?"

Matt could feel it. It was like a siren in his mind. A warning that finding Lilith useful, even for information was a door that he shouldn't open. Flirtatious as she may be, he couldn't help but to feel that Lilith's assistance or surrender or whatever this was came with strings she wasn't being entirely honest about. But he could also see the benefits, which went beyond how badly he wanted to rip her clothes off.

Matt gave a glance to Laila, who instinctively looked like she was going to suggest he let Laila use her sword and be done with it. But instead, she just pointed over her chest to her heart and motioned to Matt, leaving the choice to him.

"Would you... be able to find my father?" Matt finally asked. "My biological father, that is."

There was a slight pause before Lilith's eyes widened and her smile grew with so much glee that Matt began to second guess his decision. "Oooooh yes, Matthew." Lilith moaned. "I can absolutely do that for you."

Matt turned to Laila again, who was once again facepalming with a sigh. "She's not lying. She could do that. It would involve her getting a read on your soul, which... well... I'll be honest with you, Master. I don't think you could handle her probing that deeply without fucking her."

"Oh come now." Lilith scowled at Laila. "Don't you have any faith in your Master? I think he has enough self control to handle it. He's already experienced my unfiltered aura now. I think He can do it."

Laila glowered back. "You're supposed to be honest with him, remember?"

"Oh... right..." Lilith pondered, before grinning. "You want to pick the position now or be spontaneous?"

Matt stayed silent for a moment before turning to Laila. "Think you could 'shield' me again?"

Laila immediately blushed at the suggestion and looked away. "I... I can do that if you wish. But... it would be really intense and I... I'd just prefer if you're going to fuck me like that... that you're actually thinking about me while you're doing it. Does that make sense?"

Matt smiled warmly and pet Laila's head. "Of course it does." With a sigh, he turned back to Lilith. "I don't suppose, in the interest of honesty, that with your alleged mastery of magic that there's a less invasive option?"

"Of course there is, Matthew." Lilith replied. "Those would take much longer, however. Finding old ones, much less a specific old one is tricky. However... using your soul as a connection of sorts could be done in a few minutes. I'm sure your angel would even be able to find him... eventually... It's very much your call."

Matt's eyes narrowed again and then he made his decision. "What do you need me to do?"

Lilith's smile beamed brightly as she answered, "Touch me. Anywhere will do. I'll leave where up to you, but you just need to keep the skin contact... consistent."

"Is that right?" Matt asked, skeptically.

"I don't make the rules, Matthew. I merely take advantage of them."

"Uh huh." Matt reached out for Lilith's hand.

Before Lilith could take hold, Laila stepped between them. "Master, just a reminder that Lilith has fed on a lot of powerful souls. So like any succubus, touching her is going to be very intense."

"I'm not technically a succubus." Lilith winked, leaving her offered hand waiting. "I am responsible for them though."

Matt sighed and nodded, letting Laila know that he was sufficiently warned. Once she moved, Matt's fingers clasped around Lilith's and the effect was instantaneous. It was just like when she let her aura go, only more intense. He could feel them connecting on an intimate level. In fact it was quite the surreal experience since to date, when his soul was so closely connected to another, they'd either soon become his familiar or they already were. He wasn't able to bite back his moans, but he was able to hold back everything else. Just.

Knowing that it was coming this time made things infinitely easier. Despite their insistence, Matt was sure that he had this well in hand. He'd be fucking the Hell out of Laila or one of his other familiars later tonight but he was fine for now. Massively horny but fine. It reached a plateau and then Matt took a deep sigh, centering himself.

"See? Wasn't so bad, was it?" Lilith asked, grinning.

Matt's pride in his own self-control immediately dropped. "You haven't actually started yet, have you?"

"I needed to synchronize our souls' wavelengths first." Lilith purred. "The last thing we'd want is spiritual turbulence."

"Of course not." Matt grumbled in frustration. "No one would want that..."

Lilith couldn't help but to laugh at Matt's tone. "Can I be real with you for a moment?"

For the first time since Matt had met Lilith, the playful edge in her voice wasn't there, making him give her a skeptical look. "...please do."

Lilith flashed a genuine smile. "Look... you can fight this if you want. Maybe you'll even win. But what exactly will that victory be worth? What are you really fighting? I'll make you feel good. You'll make me feel good. You get what you want. I get what I want. This is all a win/win situation here. You don't really gain anything by proving you can resist me other than... proving you can resist me. If that's what you want to do, that's fine. I know you still don't trust me, but you don't have to yet. Laila is right there. I can guarantee she will not allow me to step out of line in the slightest. Just something to think about before we start."

"Hm." Matt grunted as Lilith's smirk turned lustful again. "Duly noted."

"Alright then!" Lilith giggled, tightening her grip on Matt's hand. "Let's get this party started, shall we?"

Matt sighed again. "Yeah... let's..." And with that said, the dam broke. Matt took Lilith's words into consideration. She wasn't entirely wrong. He could keep fighting this intense desire to launch himself onto and into Lilith, but who was he really hurting there?

Lilith could tell the moment that Matt finally reached 'Fuck it,' mostly because he said those exact words before putting them into action. She might have thought the fact that he went with missionary to be rather unimaginative, but it became very clear that imagination wasn't the point.

The point was to satisfy himself after Lilith had put so much effort into teasing him. It was that easy. It wasn't about showing off. It wasn't about making her feel good. It wasn't even about punishing her. Matt fucked her for nothing more and nothing less than to get off. He hadn't realized just how spoiled he'd become by solely having sex with his familiars.

Matt had grown used to there being a sexual feedback so that no matter how selfish he might or might not be in the moment, they were always feeling just as much pleasure as he was. He'd become used to that control. Matt could tell from their synchronized souls that Lilith was rather enjoying herself while still multitasking and using whatever focus she needed to find Matt's father.

But he paid very little attention to what she was or was not enjoying. And there was part of him that found a thrill in that selfishness. Lilith was not his familiar. There were no emotions attached to this. And while she may say that he owns her, he did not acknowledge it, even to the same extent as he did the deities he freed. Lilith offered her body to him and he took the offer. It was logical to do so. In her own words, why would he deny this to himself? It was worryingly freeing. But he refused to think on that too much either. He was doing this for pleasure and pleasure was all he'd allow.

Giving into the urge almost made him blackout at points. He found himself losing time here and there. He'd be caught up in a mindless wave of ecstasy and then he'd be in the here and now, moaning into Lilith's mouth as he pounded away. Feeling Laila's growing arousal as she watched the display. It was only when he found himself getting closer that Laila's attention began to shift, not that Matt paid any attention to that. He just continued to thrust himself closer to climax.

"-ck's sake, Laila!" Lilith panted in between moaning. "I... already... said... I wasn't... going to... feed on him... Just let me enjoy this!"

Pleasure swarmed Matt again as he climaxed, causing whatever Laila's response was became lost to him. He gave into the pleasure that entirely. Before he was even done he knew one wasn't going to be enough and he redoubled his efforts to continue, losing more time.

"-just saying! Even... if I did... feed... I'd be... taking a dollar... from a millionaire..."

Matt kissed Lilith again to stop the bickering. If it continued after his second orgasm, he was unaware. It was only after the third that he truly felt sated enough to stop, but even then, he felt he could have kept going if he wanted to. The longer he touched Lilith the more he wanted her. He could easily see how addicting it could become if he wasn't careful.

Lilith let out a satisfied moan when he finally pulled out of her. "Mmmmm Matthew..." She purred, giving him a small peck on the lips. "I can't wait for you to do that when you really let loose."

"Did you find him or not?" Matt asked, pulling his pants back up as Lilith sorted her own disheveled clothing. He didn't want to be rude, but he also didn't want Lilith to feel that this meant anything more than it was. Her grin showed that she wasn't entirely convinced.

"Yes, Matthew. I found him. Did I do well? Would you praise me?"

Matt rolled his eyes. "I think I 'praised' you enough, don't you?"

"Not even close. I was barely able to participate with so much of my attention on the spell." Lilith flashed Matt a wide grin. "Besides, I think we both know you have so much more... in you..."

"Speaking of that..." Laila interrupted. "Are you aware that as Lilith isn't your familiar, you aren't in control of her... fertility?"

Matt blinked at the question. "Until you asked me that, I wasn't aware that I was in control of your fertility..."

Laila rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Master... You know for a fact that demons and angels can bear progeny, at the very least. We just don't because you don't want us to. But that's beside the point."

Matt turned and gave Lilith a look.

"Oh, so it's my fault that you came in me so much?"

"It is, actually..." Matt grumbled.

"You know you enjoyed it at the time." Lilith giggled. "Besides... would that be a bad thing? I in no way mind bearing your children."

"Like we need any more ridiculously powerful Lilithborns." Laila groaned, before facing Matt again. "I can nullify your... seed if you wish for me to, Master."

"Please do." Matt sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Awwww, you two are no fun." Lilith pouted as Laila put her hand over Lilith's pubic mound and it glowed for a few seconds.

"This isn't about fun." Matt growled. "Was that your plan? For me to knock you up?"

"I wouldn't say 'plan'." Lilith replied, grinning after Laila was done. "But I do want you to fuck me a lot and that would probably involve you impregnating me eventually, so... yeah?"

Matt's eyes narrowed into a glare. "According to you... I own you, right?"

"I thought we were friends." Lilith purred, before letting out a chuckle. "But yes, Matthew. You do own me."

"Then could you answer a question for me?" Matt asked. "And be 'real' with me when you do?"

Lilith giggled, but gave him a nod. "As you wish, Matthew."

"Good." Matt sighed. "Is there anything else I should know? Any more secrets you're specifically keeping from me? Anything that would anger me?"

"Well... I suppose..." Lilith began, slowly licking her lips. "I suppose I should point out that I am, by nature, associated with Hell. And to date, any alliance I make is also an alliance with Hell. So... despite the fact that I do belong to you and you alone, and there are no strings... the overall appearance to the outside world will be that you've sided with Hell. Until you correct it anyway..."

Matt let out an exasperated groan and closed his eyes. And that was when he let it go again. Now that he'd done it once with Laila, it was a lot easier this time. Once again, the sky was blackened in the surrounding area by his wings. When his eyes opened, they were just as pitch black and when he grabbed Lilith by the throat, his power surged, overwhelming her own. He couldn't even feel her lust aura anymore. So when he spoke, she listened. "Is. There. Anything. Else?"

Laila wasn't even the target of Matt's ire and she found herself falling to her knees. The only reason she didn't go into full worship mode was because she knew that Matt wouldn't want her to do that.

Lilith, on the other hand, was petrified. It took her a few moments to remember that she could form words with her mouth. "...no... that's everything..." When Matt's eyes narrowed further, her breathing became ragged in her terror. It wasn't even that she thought Matt would hurt her. She wasn't even able to think of something that complex. His power was just soul-crushing. "i... i... promise... i'll... be good, Daddy..."

Matt closed his eyes again and pulled his wings back into himself. "Don't call me that."

"Oh my God..." Lilith acted as if she'd been forced underwater and finally able to breathe as she gasped for air.

"Told you." Laila said, taking a deep breath herself, and very happy that she'd gotten the happy side of the coin when Matt had unleashed his power earlier. "Whatever level you thought he was at..."

"No shit..." Lilith panted, before turning her attention back to Matt. "Is there any chance you could fuck me like that? I have absolutely no problem begging if that's what does it for you."

Matt let out a long sigh. "Let's just... find my father please..." He was not happy about the Hell association thing. It made him tempted to just scrap the whole thing and tell Lilith to go back where she came from. But if his power display showed anything it was that Lilith really wasn't a threat to him. At least in the present, having her was more of a benefit than it was a detriment. Or at least he hoped so. There was part of him that still thought that this was going to bite him in the ass somehow, but he felt that it was something he needed to do.

"Yes Daddy-..Master-...Sir-..." Lilith looked legitimately flustered as she seemed to be shaking something off. "You can't flex that hard on me and expect me to just call you by your name!"

"You can and you will." Matt growled. "And who the fuck makes you call them Daddy?"

"My father." Lilith answered bluntly.

Matt nodded, letting out a sigh. "See... I knew I shouldn't have asked that. As soon as the words were coming out of my mouth, I just knew..."

"Master..." Laila interrupted with a slight smirk. "Just to put what she said in context, I would like to remind you that Lilith was the first woman. She was not born of a mother. So when she says her father, she means... well..."

Matt's eyes bulged as he realized what Laila was trying to tell him and immediately turned back to Lilith. "My name. You call me by my name."

"Yes Matthew..." Lilith agreed, her smile slowly returning. "You wanted to go?"

"Please." Matt grumbled. He couldn't help but notice the changes in Lilith's demeanor. It reminded him of how Mara had once said that when he'd flexed his soul on her, that was it. She was his from that moment forward. But he didn't want to unpack that now.

In a flash of flames, the trio were teleported elsewhere. Matt looked around and saw that he was surrounded by various mountains. He could tell that the temperature had dropped massively, but the cold didn't bother him. Two things immediately caught his attention. One was that despite the flames involved, that was definitely not demonic teleportation. He'd have to ask Lilith about that later. For the time being, the second thing seemed more important.

While the cold wasn't an issue, the three beings grunted with effort as they felt a force pushing down on them. It was like a second gravity, but they could tell that it was magical in nature. They could all stand in its presence but Matt had no doubts that a normal human wouldn't have been able to do the same.

"See, Matthew. He's here." Lilith stated, before cocking her head to the side in confusion. "...I think?"

"What do you mean, you think?" Laila snapped. "I've been in the presence of an old one before and-"

"Of course, he's obviously here. It's just, I'm not feeling much of-... something's wrong."

That was all Matt needed to hear. Having adjusted to the sudden change in magical pressure, he could feel its source and he ran towards it. Laila and Lilith called from behind him, but he paid little attention to their warnings. One of the few things he knew about old ones was that they were very much a warrior race. He'd most likely have to fight him, but he didn't care. There was this sense of dread from the moment they got there. Whatever Lilith could feel that was off, Matt could feel it too.

Once Matt reached his destination, it took a moment for him to adjust to what he was seeing. Lilith wasn't lying. Old ones were massive. Matt thought it was part of the mountain at first, but what gave him away was that the power was reacting oddly to the snow that surrounded him.

The old one's skin was dark, almost black. And seemingly from each of its joints were spiky, bonelike protrusions. It made Matt wince. A fight with this creature would not have been fun. It looked almost designed to inflict pain. But short of the initial intimidation of its form, Matt finally understood the problem and turned to Lilith in anger. "I thought you said, you were following his soul..."

"I... I was." Lilith defended, glancing between Matt and the corpse of the old one in front of them.

"Old ones' power and their soul are connected." Laila said, with a somber look at the old one. "It shouldn't still have one without the other. This isn't Lilith's fault. I... don't understand how this is possible either."

Even hunched over, the corpse still towered over Matt, who knew the magical forces were still buffeting down on him, but he could no longer feel it any more than he could feel the cold. He approached and placed his hand as high as he could reach, which was on the old one's chest.

Matt didn't understand why he was full of this sudden sadness. Yes, this was his father, but it wasn't as if Matt knew him. The father who raised him did his best, and Matt couldn't have asked for a better one. But even still, this dead stranger before him filled him with sorrow. He could feel a defiance in him that he hadn't felt since Aphrodite. And just like with Aphrodite, he acted on it.

"What... is he-?"

"MASTER, NO!!!"

But it was too late. Matt had acknowledged the death in front of him and rejected it. He used his power to defy death's inevitability. He forced the soul wherever it was, back into this powerful form. Or at least that was the plan.