Mage King in Amalgam-Verse (Marvel) (DC) (HP)

4 - Mine (r18)

Warning: Explicit Content

{Unnamed Mansion, California}

{12th August 1986}

All of the sudden, Camilla found herself somewhere else. She was still in Matteo's arms– the thought made her blush– but instead of her classroom, she was in a bedroom. A very luxurious bedroom at that.

One that she most certainly wouldn't be able to afford, not on a teacher's salary.

"Where are we–" she froze. Her eyes widened. "Did we just teleport?!"

Matteo chuckled, "we're in California."

"That's 5,000 miles away," she muttered in disbelief. "You– you can just do that? Travel halfway across the Earth, in an instant, whenever you want?"

"Well, I can't do it indefinitely, but yes."

Matteo sat down on the edge of the bed, adjusting Camilla so that she was sitting in his lap, both of her legs wrapping around his sides. She felt his hands sinking into her butt, along with something hard pressing into her– Camilla's face went red when she realized what that 'something' was.

She felt her breathing get heavier. 'I'm really going to do it? Right here, right now... I'm going to do it with a child?'

Matteo paused, slightly surprised at her thoughts. "Camilla..."

"Y-Yes?"

"The thought of doing something so vulgar with a child, does it arouse you?"

"W-What? Of course not!"

"Oh Camilla, did you forget I could read your thoughts?" Her face paled. "It does excite you, doesn't it? To think that a school teacher would be such a pervert..."

She was about to refute, but she held back. 'Am I really a pervert?'

"Camilla, you're hardly the only person with a few months to live. Do you want to know why I approached you, of all people? Well, besides you being such a cute woman?"

Camilla blushed at the compliment, "U-Um, why?"

"Well, you are a woman with a semblance of a connection to me, one that could be used to explain the circumstances leading up to... adoption."

"A-Adoption?!"

"Oh, you didn't know? I'm an orphan– oi, stop it with the pity stare. Sure, I never knew my parents, but I'm also practically a demi-god. I'm fine with it. Besides, that's not why I brought it up..." Matteo trailed off, before smiling wickedly.

"How does it feel, knowing that you're going to lose your virginity to your son, mom?"

Her breath hitched. "B-But..."

"Sssh, don't deny it. You're dripping at the thought," Matteo chided. "But remember. Even if you are going to be 'adopting' me, I don't belong to you– you are MINE. Understand?"

'H-He's so controlling. Demanding.' Her breathing quickened. 'I love it.'

"That was actually one of the requirements I searched for. On top of quite literally scrying for 'cuties near me,' and 'people close to death,' I also searched for people that would easily submit to someone they thought to be greater than themselves," Matteo said as he lifted her up and pushed her onto the bed, tearing off her sweater, pulling down her skirt.

Revealing her perky H-cup breasts, held up by a black bra, as well as her matching black panties, clinging to her pleasantly plump figure.

"You've already sold yourself to me. Your mind, body, and soul are mine, mine to corrupt and ruin as much as I want. To break."