I think this is the worst one yet:
>It's movie night, the both of you nestled on the couch. A bucket of popcorn shared between you.
>Kronii already has a fistful worth of it stuffed into her mouth, wearing nothing but one of your hoodie jackets and lacy black underwear.
>It's been a year and a half since the Dominatrix of Dates, forced herself into your life.
>Thing's have gotten a bit more mellow ever since. She's been less and less harsh with you lately, you're glad on one side, but your dick sometimes misses the domination
>The movie the both of you were watching was different from the usual, a western romance film, foreign to Kronii's usual taste.
>You don't know much about the movie, all you know is that it starred Rachel McAdams and award-winning Canadian heartthrob Ryan Gosling.
>Kronii made her intentions from the beginning known, she was going to make fun of it.
>"Let's get on with it then." She said disinterested, the only reason you were watching this was to kill the time before your daily evening fucking.
>The movie was pretty predictable, poor Southern boy and rich Southern Belle fall in love.
>Her parent's don't approve.
>He fights in WW2
>Lot's of fluff and drama, as expected of Hollywood romance.
>Kronii is having the time of her life making fun of all the tropes.
>"Wow what a whore, cheating on her husband cause of an old flame." Kronii heckles out, biting into the popcorn, resting on your shoulder.
>Then the ending happened, where it turns out the older couple from the start of the movie were the protagonists after many years of marriage, the heroine stricken by dementia.
>The movie closes with a shot over the both of them, together in death, the women remembering the love they bore before they passed away.
>To you it was a standard romance ending, nothing really moving.
>Kronii however.
>During the closing credits you immediately noticed the change in her mood.
>You pick up the remote, closing the T.V, it was getting late.
>"T-That ending huh." You look at her, her voice had a slight tremble to it.
>She was trying to put up a confident façade.
>You've lived with her long enough to know she was faking it.
>"What's wrong with it." You move closer towards her, wrapping your arm around her, normally she'd be a bit mindful of this.
>Yet there was something on her mind.
>"Hey...how long... do you think we have?" She finally asks, the question that she wanted answered.
>"Don't you control time?" You ask with as soft a tone as you can.
>"I can, it's just." You notice it, something in her voice, what was it?
>Fear.
>"You can always go to the end of my timeline right? See if we're still together." Her face falls flat.
>"Are you an idiot?" She asks angrily.
>You're surprised, this was not the normal kind of Kronii anger.
>"Why the fuck would I do that?" She said clearly agitated.
>"To see you as an old geriatric fuck who can barely remember anything." What the fuck was happening. Why was your chest tightening?
>"I-I don't wanna see you die." Your heart collapses, tears are streaming down her face.
>You quickly hold her wrists, she's absolutely sobbing now.
>"Hey, hey, hey. What's this about dying? I'm not dying anytime soon." She struggles weakly.
>You fucked up badly.
>"Of course you're dying. You're mortal, a human. One day you're gonna be gone, AND I'LL BE ALL ALONE AGAIN." She screams out the last part with absolute fury, her voice ragged from the force.
>You kissed her immediately.
>She tries to fight back, but you keep on kissing her.
>You lift her in your arms, holding her in a bridal carry.
>Quickly taking her to the bedroom.
>She's still crying.
>You place her on the bed, never letting your lips give her reprieve.
>"Remember what I said, I'm yours's, forever and always. I'm not gonna let something retarded as (ya boi) death, take me away from you." It's working
>She's calming down.
>You take off her jacket, wiping away what tears were left.
>"You're never gonna be alone, I promise." It's an empty promise, you know it. You're just a mortal after all.
>You lift her up, your lips meeting each other once more.
>"You promise." She spits out.
>"You better fucking keep it." You find yourself pushed down into the bed with a surprising force.
>You look up, you see her face looking down on you.
>Her eyes are red, and you can still hear her sniffling.
>"You're mine, you're my cute little dog." She growls out.
>You can feel it, your cock sliding into her pussy. It's wet, but very tight.
>She starts moving her pelvis as she straddles you, grinding on you. Her breasts gyrating to the motion.
>"You're mine, you're mine, you're mine." She repeats like a mantra. You're about to cum.
>She collapses on top of you, her face next to yours. You didn't climax yet.
>The two of you stare into each other's eyes.
>"Please don't leave me, I love you." She whispers out.
>All you can reply with is a kiss.
