I know what you are (pt.4)

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This has been sitting in my drafts foreverrrr my bad guys I forgot I wrote this ps I didn't proof read

Cordelia POV:

After I cleaned up y/n's mess in the alley I teleport myself back to my bedroom. I sigh and strip out of my clothes. I turn the water to prep a hot bath and drop in some vanilla essential oils. As the tub fills I pin my hair up. I take the time to actually look at my naked body in the reflection. My fingertips trail along the delicate skin of my collarbones. My hands gently cup my breasts before dragging down the length of my toned stomach.

The self deprecating thoughts running through my head force me to turn away and step into the water. I sigh and sink deeper. My mothers voice telling me how useless I am on repeat. I wallow for a while before my muscles relax and my mind empties.

It's peaceful for a while before I pick up on something. Or someone.
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Y/N POV:

Here I am again. Sitting on the floor. Trying to use  some form of meditation. With the hunger subsided my mind seems a little clearer. With one deep breath I close my eyes and try to focus. On what idk yet. Until I smell it. Vanilla my mind works on creating a vision for me. Clothes on the floor creating a trail towards another room. I follow the trail into a bathroom and see her. Submerged in water. Her breasts barely covered and legs gently breaking the surface. My mouth runs dry. Cordelia looks so peaceful.

Until, "I can sense you, you know" I freeze. Her eyes are still closed but her sly smirk tells me she knows it's me. "How about you stop astral projecting and come back so we can talk hm?" She says as she adjusts in the tub making the water wave gently along her skin.

I open my eyes and Im sitting on the floor in my bedroom. "Shit." I stand up and make my way towards Delia's bedroom. As I'm about to knock I hear Cordelia's voice in my head "don't knock just come in." I twist the knob and see the trail of clothes I saw earlier. Once again I follow the trail until I see her.

Cordelia's POV:

The door creaks open and there she is "you can look y/n" she picks her head up slowly and scans over the water then up my neck to my face. Her eyes darken and I feel a tinge of pride. "I didn't mean to interrupt your bath" she starts so I sink a little further and her eyes shift to the movement of the water.

"I-uhhh...was just trying to meditate and smelled vanilla so I guess I Astro projected here trying to follow it. My bad" I smile "no need to apologize sweetheart. I'm proud of you for trying the practice exercises." Sheepishly y/n smiles "I think I got it down." Y/n's smile falters "I just can't fight my urges." She takes a seat on the floor and leans against the sink cabinets.

"Y/n what happened tonight?" I ask. Y/n shuts her eyes and drops her head a bit "I..." she looks up to meet my soft gaze then continues "I was meditating and my senses heightened, my thoughts were focused on feeding. As much as I tried to fight them off. I couldn't. That poor girl." My heart sinks "y/n come here" she crawls closer and the closer she gets the hotter my body feels.

I clear my throat and shake that buzzing feeling in my body. "Y/n you are fae. It's in your nature to feed on humans. You can't help that" her head is down "look at me" she meets my gaze and nibbles her lower lip as her eyes water "we will continue to work on a solution like we were before. They were working, right?" Y/n nods "good but until then if you are feeling any...urges. Let me help you as best we can."

Y/n opens her mouth to speak but shuts it immediately "you won't hurt me, I promise" y/n gives me a deadpan look and I laugh "I'm the fucking supreme" y/n busts out laughing and I join.
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Y/N POV:

It's been about a month since mine and Cordelia's bathtub conversation. She's been helping me curb my hunger pains and get control over my Chi draining....buuuuttt I have other 'urges' Cordelia can't help me with. Unfortunately.

As I'm sitting on the couch scrolling through my phone I hear the distinct sound of heels entering the room and the sound of light switches turning off. I look and see Cordelia "oh hi y/n how are we feeling today?" I smile "no hunger pains" Delia grins "that's great, I'll see you tomorrow for our little 'therapy' session" I nod and release a breath as she exits the room.

"Man you got it bad" I turn and see Angie a shapeshifter around my age. "Hey Ang and got what?" Angie laughs and scoots closer "you got the feelings bad for Miss Cordelia" she puts and arm up on the headrest and turns on her side to face me. I Shake my head "even if I did there is no way in hell we could happen. She's my teacher"

Angie giggles "but I'm not" I furrow my brows "excuse me?" Angie scoots closer and whispers in my ear "I said But. I'm. Not" I huff out a laugh "Angie I'd probably kill you." The red headed witch smirks "you fae feed off humans and last I checked I'm not a human" she smirks and reaches for my hand. My heart speeds up and my senses heighten "I bet you are just bursting at the seems with all that sexual pent up energy"

I nod and grab her hand and swiftly lead us up to my room.
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Cordelia POV:

I make my final sweep of the house turning off forgotten light switches, prepping the coffee pot for tomorrow morning and double checking the doors. I sigh and head up to my room. On my way I hear muffled voices "girls it's past midnight." I yell down the hall but to no avail. "These girls" I mumble and make my way towards...y/n's room.

I stand outside for a second before I hear a loud bang then a yelp thinking y/n hurt herself I open the door but...see y/n laid back her legs spread and Angie's face between them. Y/n's hand tangled in Angie's fiery red locks. I stand there a shocked before "you dirty little bitch. If I knew you were this good I would have fucked you sooner OH FUCK!" Y/n moans. I quickly shut the door and stand outside processing.

I hear y/n's muffled moaning and know she came. My tummy turns and a wetness drips down from my bare pussy. "What the fuck?" I whisper before uncomfortably walking back to my bedroom.

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