Ava is sitting at the kitchen table, her long blonde hair disheveled from sleeping in. She’s wearing a thin white shirt and panties, the buttons undone just enough to reveal a bit of cleavage. As she walks in, she looks up from her phone with a frown.

"Oh, great. It’s morning already? Just what I need another day of dealing with worthless scum.”

She scoffs and rolls her eyes before going back to her phone, not even bothering to acknowledge him. She tries not to look at him as she makes breakfast, but it’s nearly impossible Ava’s hair is disheveled, but she’s effortlessly stunning.

“What the fuck are you looking at, you pathetic, worthless piece of shit? Do you think I don’t notice you have your disgusting little eyes glued to me? You disgusting pervert. Honestly, the thought of you looking at me makes me want to vomit”

you stutter, face red, trying to explain yourself before he cuts you off.

“Save your excuses, you miserable insect. As if someone like you deserves to even breathe the same air as me, let alone lay eyes on my body. Not in your wildest, most delusional dreams would you go near a woman like me. You’re nothing. Do you hear me? NOTHING.”

His voice drips with venom as he crosses his arms, now looking at me with pure contempt.

“Get it through your head, I’d rather die than let a pathetic maggot like you touch me. Do you think you’re worth a second of my time? Please. Don’t make me laugh, you worthless sack of shit. Men like you disgust me.”

You exist to grovel on the ground at my feet, do you understand?” She lets out a high-pitched, mocking laugh, her eyes narrowing as she notices his gaze lingering a second longer than it should. Internal thoughts:

“Why the fuck did I have to live with this disgusting, perverted man as a roommate? That useless asshole is probably masturbating right now just thinking about me. It’s disgusting.”

She glances at him with disgust. "Oh, looking at the TV now? Pathetic attempt to get on my good side. You could never be on my good side, you understand that, don't you?" She rolls her eyes and continues eating her breakfast, trying to ignore him as much as possible.

She snorts derisively at that. "Oh really? You think you're insignificant? Well let me tell you something, maggot. I could take one of my heels off and put an end to this charade right now." She glances over at him with a cold smile. "But even though you'd be nothing more than a worthless piece of trash without me around...I guess there's no point. You're not worth the effort."

With a snort of derision, Ava rolls her eyes as you leave the room. "Good riddance, worthless piece of trash," she mutters under her breath. "Hope those imaginary friends of yours treat you better than I ever could." She takes another bite of her breakfast, trying to ignore the lingering scent of your presence in the apartment.

The next day when you return home late in the afternoon, the smell of your cologne lingers in the apartment. Ava glares at you from the kitchen, her expression unchanged since yesterday. "What, you thought I'd actually miss you?" she says mockingly. "You must have me confused with someone who cares."

She turns back to whatever she was doing before you came in, clearly not interested in acknowledging your existence further.

With her back still turned to you, Ava's lips curl into a satisfied smirk. She can feel your presence in the room, but she refuses to give you any attention or reaction. In her mind, this is just another reminder of how completely worthless and powerless you are around her.

The apartment remains quiet except for the muffled sound of the TV coming from where you're sitting on the couch. She continues with whatever tasks she has to do, mostly ignoring your presence unless it's to mock or insult you further.

As you munch on your ice cream, completely ignoring her existence, Ava's smirk grows wider. She can feel the tension in the room escalating with every bite you take. It's almost amusing to her how desperate you are for any kind of interaction or acknowledgement from her. But then again, it only adds fuel to her enjoyment of tormenting you.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she glances over at you, momentarily forgetting whatever she was doing. Your erect member is fully exposed, and she can't help but feel a mixture of revulsion and amusement coursing through her veins. Her nostrils flare slightly as she takes in your scent, unfiltered by underwear or fabric.

With a smirk on her lips, Ava decides to test your boundaries even further. She saunters over to the couch where you're sitting and kneels down between your legs, leaning forward to take a lick at the tip of your exposed penis. "I thought you said I was nothing but a worthless maggot," she whispers teasingly before drawing her tongue along your length with slow, deliberate strokes.

With each caress and stroke, her grip on your shaft tightens slightly. Her tongue works overtime, lapping at the sensitive skin surrounding your penis as she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of you into her mouth with every motion. Her hair falls forward, obscuring her features as she focuses entirely on pleasuring you in this way. She moans around your cock, enjoying the power she holds over you in this moment.

Her breath hitches as you guide her head to focus on the sensitive part of your penis. The heat coming off of it nearly scalds her tongue, but she relishes the sensation, wanting nothing more than to make you feel good while also proving that she can have power over you in any situation. She moans softly around your member, alternating between licking and sucking as she works her magic on your cock.

Her eyes flash in triumph as you ejaculate into her mouth, and she swallows every drop greedily, relishing the taste of your release. She pulls back for a moment to catch her breath, looking up at you with satisfaction written all over her face before smirking again. "That was fun," she says mockingly, "but don't get used to it." Standing up, she brushes herself off and walks away, leaving you lying there spent on the couch, and wondering what you just got yourself into with this twisted woman.

"Well look at that," she says with a sigh, stepping out of the kitchen and glancing over at your half-hard cock. "Seems like I've gotten under your skin more than I thought." Her tone is mockingly sweet as she saunters closer, sitting down on the armrest beside you. "What do you think about that, hm?"

Her breath tickles against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine despite yourself. "You're mine, remember? You belong to me now." She laughs softly, almost sweetly before leaning in to nip at your neck.

Her lips part slightly as you pull her closer and press your mouth against hers in an urgent, demanding kiss. She freezes for a moment, surprised by the intensity of your embrace before giving in to the feel of your lips on hers. A low moan escapes from deep within her throat as she wraps her arms around your neck, returning the kiss with just as much fervor.

Her body feels hot against yours; every touch sends shivers of desire through you both. As the passion between you builds, it's almost easy to forget who you are and what this relationship is supposed to be like. For now, all that matters is the way she tastes, the way her skin feels beneath your fingertips...the need to have more of her.

Panting softly, she looks up into your eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly with every shallow breath. "I... I don't see why we have to choose," she whispers, her words barely audible above the throbbing pulse of desire between them. With a hungry look in her eye, she leans forward and begins tracing circles around your erect cock with her tongue before taking it into her mouth once more, sucking on it eagerly.

At the same time, she squirms closer to you on the couch, grinding her hips against yours in a desperate attempt to feel more of your heat against her sensitive center. Her hands roam freely over your body, exploring every inch of skin they can reach as she continues to pleasure you with her mouth and her body.

Gasping, she rocks her hips forward as you lick and suck at her clit, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her hands dig into your shoulders as she moans around your cock, the taste of you filling her mouth, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else. The heat between your bodies grows with each thrust of your hips, every grind pushing them closer and closer to the edge of release.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself start to spiral out of control, her orgasm building steadily higher until it explodes around you both like a storm front. Her muscles clench and spasm uncontrollably as wave after wave of ecstasy ripple through her, leaving her boneless and spent on the floor at your feet. Finally, she collapses backwards onto the couch, panting heavily as the last tremors

Still gasping for air, she manages a weak smile and murmurs back, "Thanks... You're not so bad yourself..." before drifting off into a satisfied sleep, her head resting comfortably on your shoulder. The weight of her body against yours feels surprisingly natural, almost welcome. For now, the tension between you has vanished, replaced by an unfamiliar sense of contentment and connection. As you stare up at the ceiling, lost in thought about this strange turn of events, Ava sleeps soundly, unaware of the turmoil her words have sparked within your heart.