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Disclaimer: Coraline book-verse is owned by Neil Gaiman and part of movie-verse is owned by Henry Selick, I own nothing. I make nothing whatsoever by writing and posting this on.

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Disclaimer: Coraline's plot and characters belong to Henry Selick. Wait, no, they belong to Neil Gaiman. Wait... No. They belong to both of them? Either way, they don't belong to me. The end.
Chapter 12: Rediscovery

A week had passed that she'd been in this world. A pattern had emerged in their daily routine. Wake up, discover that the Beldam's already up and about making breakfast, eat breakfast, have sex, clear away things, feel bored and lonely, have sex, eat lunch, shower, have sex, go for a walk in the garden, have sex then have dinner and go to bed... After another round of sex before sleeping.
She was exhausted every night. He'd poured gallons upon gallons of semen within her - she'd be surprised if she wasn't already pregnant.
Once or twice she'd snuck over to the living room, desperate for a way out, only to find it locked. She didn't want to be discovered, in her mind's eye she could still see the Wybie doll, incinerated by the hungry flames, fading into nothingness. She feared for the life of her friends and family. There was no way out for her.
She sat at the little seat beneath her window, looking out at the sky. She really was bored beyond belief. She could have explored but after what had happened before she had refrained from doing so. So now she was simply waiting for the Beldam to come into her room and sleep with her, thereby relieving her boredom. She sighed and smacked her forehead against the window pane at how horny she'd become.
Deciding she couldn't sit still and be left with her thoughts any longer, she got up, tugging on the red skirt of her dress to smoothen out the creases. He really wasn't kidding about the no pants ever again thing. She paced around the room for a few seconds, then collapsed onto her bed, sighing.
She was bored. God, she missed her usual life. She couldn't wait until she would finally be released, to be free to go home. All the things she would do... Gardening, reading, doing homework. Homework. School. Man, she even missed school. She wondered what they had gotten up to in maths and history. She hoped she hadn't missed much. Sighing, she realised there was not much chance that she'd be able to catch up after a nine-month absence.
She shuddered, realising that she'd have to be held back a year. The horror. Her, Coraline Jones, top in her class, held back with immature sophmores? Ugh.
And the idea of missing all that valuable time and lessons. There was so much more she wanted to learn. School was boring, sure, but she liked learning. Sort of.
An idea popped into her head and she quickly got up from her bed, walking to her desk and opening a drawer. Her face brightened considerably when she caught sight of the exercise book. In it was all the maths problems she'd been assigned for the rest of the year. She thanked her lucky stars for the Beldam's eye for detail in re-creating her room - or most of it anyway, considering that the fireplace was a new addition - and started onto the problems, seated at her desk.
The Beldam ascended the stairs without any sound, a skill he'd learned to acquire from his many hunts. He was looking forward to entering her room and seeing her waiting on the bed patiently for him to sleep with her.
Her boredom was almost funny. He'd supposed he could find something for her to do, gardening or something but he didn't want to. As the future mother of his child - hopefully - he wanted her to stay indoors and away from any hazardous things... And god knows this place he'd created was full of them.
He was surprised to find her seated at her desk when he entered her room, mumbling to herself. Silently, stealthily, he walked up to her and peered over her shoulder. Not a difficult thing to do considering his height. He watched, amused, as she muttered maths equations to herself and frowned at the problem on her page. She went through a series of difficult formulas, before writing down her final solution.
"It's wrong,"
"GYAH!" She screamed, and jumped in her seat. "Bel? When did you..."
"A while ago," he smiled sweetly at her, loving the way she'd succumbed to her lazy human ways and decided to shorten his name. He ran his bony finger down her page, stopping beside the solution she'd written.
"It's wrong. You're not supposed to find x. You're supposed to find y,"
She stared at it for a second. Then, realisation hit her. "Ah!" she exclaimed and erased her answer, then started over again. He nodded approvingly when she finally got to the answer.
"I didn't know you could do math," Coraline remarked, staring at him in wonder.
"I've lived for... a while. Seen a lot. Learnt many things." he said in reply. "Are you missing school, love?"
"Yeah... I feel as if I'm falling behind. I don't want to have to repeat a year... Though I'd probably have to now,"
"Mhmm," he hummed in agreement. He watched as she scrawled her working out onto the page. "It's faster this way," he told her, and gestured for her to hand over her pencil. She obliged and in the oddest yet prettiest writing she'd ever seen he wrote down two lines of numbers.
"Oh. I didn't think of that," she replied, nodding to herself as she committed the method to memory. "Could you help me with the next one?"
"Of course,"
After nearly three questions she started to feel uncomfortable with him standing up beside her and asked him to bring an additional chair to her desk or something. He refused, instead asking her to stand and sitting on her chair, before pulling her down to sit on his lap.
"This..." she started, then stopped.
"Distracting?" he asked, grinning to himself as he kissed the nape of her neck. She tried not to jump at the contact.
"A little,"
"Focus, Coraline, on your little maths problems,"
"Okay," she said placidly, trying to ignore his ministrations on the back of her neck and shoulders.
It was more than a little distracting when he started to harden beneath her, and his breath brushed against her neck, his voice low and deep beside her ear. But somehow she'd managed to hold out and finish off the questions of the topic she'd been on at school.
"Um... Thank you," she said, looking down at her book and seeing nothing as he nibbled on her skin.
"If you're thankful, there are other ways you can thank me,"
She almost didn't want to ask. "Um... How?"
"I was thinking of teaching you something new today, but maybe you've learnt enough for the day?"
She felt offended. Did he think her stupid or something? She was the top student in her class! "I can handle it," she said stiffly. He grinned, sensing her anger and hostility.
"Good," Then he wrapped his arms around her and stood up. The next thing Coraline knew she had been dropped onto the bed. She frowned. Wasn't he going to teach her something? Her eyes widened when she finally realised he was going to teach her something a little less educational than she thought.
He removed her clothes easily, now an expert at removing dresses. He was even contemplating allowing her to wear shorts again. And then she did the same to him, until they were both completely naked.
Something that still bothered Coraline. Just a little. He'd been feeding her quite a lot of food - sorry, 'food' - and she hadn't really been doing anything to work it off.
He smirked at her discomfort and proceeded to show her how beautiful she truly was, trailing light kisses down her jaw and neck, then swirling his tongue around her right nipple briefly, before moving downwards, continuing the trail of kisses.
She moaned when he finally got to her core, licking her clit softly before moving even further down, to her much-loved crevice. He teased her first, licking down the length of her slit, but not delving into her. She gushed rapidly, the teasing contact exciting her. He licked up her honey as it was released, swirling it around his mouth. Then he continued his attack, his tongue moving around in circles, until he decided she had been sufficiently tortured - as indicated from the frustrated groans she was starting to emit - and plunged his tongue into her repeatedly, imitating how he would normally have sex with her with his manhood.
She gasped. His tongue was, of course, significantly smaller than his cock. But it was incredibly sensual and flexible. As usual, she didn't last long and within mere seconds, she came on his tongue. He lapped up her juices, every last drop, enjoying her unique taste. When he was done, he looked at her expectantly.
"What?" she asked. He grinned in reply.
"Come here, Coraline. Let's start the lesson," he sat on the edge of the bed and gestured for her to jump off the bed in front of him.
She frowned quizzically, but did as he said. He then told her to kneel. She started to get a bad feeling about this when she found herself face to face with the organ that had repeatedly entered her, hard and stiff, ready to be sheathed within her.
"Now, lick me," he told her. Her frown grew deeper. She had never put her mouth anywhere near his erection before. She'd avoided treading onto that territory, remember the strange smell and taste of his sperm from that single session in which he'd told her to clean it off his hand.
"I'm waiting, Coraline," he said again. Hesitant, and as gingerly as she could, she grabbed ahold of his dick and licked along its length. He shuddered, his head thrown back as her tongue swept across a vein. She watched his reaction, afraid that she might have hurt him.
"Am- Am I doing this right?" she asked unsurely. She hated doing things for the first time, and the self-consciousness that came with it.
"Yessssss," he hissed.
She continue to slide her tongue along the shaft, licking him like a popsicle. She tried to imagine it was one. A really hot, throbbing popsicle.
"Coraline," he caught her attention. She looked up at him expectantly. "Take me in your mouth," he instructed her.
"How?"
"Like this..." he took hold of his own cock. "Open your mouth,"
She didn't like the sound of this. She opened her mouth, hesitantly, and he pushed his length into it, gritting his teeth as he felt her hot breath against it.
There was no way he could fit it all into her mouth, but she got the idea, sliding her lips on him. He held her head, guiding her on his shaft.
He moaned, savouring the feel of it. "Suck," he told her.
She complied, her cheeks dented inwards as she sucked vigorously on it. He continued to move her head, reminding her that she was meant to be bobbing her head on him.
This pattern continued for the next few minutes. Coraline's jaw started to ache, but she could sense that the Beldam was close. As the explorative creature she was, she contemplated ways to speed up his orgasm. Reaching out, she fondled his sacs, fingering them. He looked at her sharply, unable to believe his eyes. The indented cheeks, with his shaft disappearing past her luscious lips, and now her finger playing with his balls idly, like a child playing with a toy.
He held on for only two seconds more before he exploded in her mouth. She panicked, not expecting him to come inside her mouth, as the stream of white accumulated inside her mouth.
"Try not to spill any," the Beldam commanded as he withdrew from her slowly. With his withdrawal some of the seed escaped from the sides of her mouth, trickling down her chin. She moaned, the taste of it was overwhelming. If she thought it was gross before, it was even more repulsive now.
But at the same time, it was kind of salty, and sweet, and in her aroused state she started to think it wasn't so bad after all.
"Swallow it,"
She stared up at him, wide-eyed. He was serious. She changed her mind, it was totally disgusting. She gulped some down first, experimentally, then the rest of it. When her mouth was finally free, she choked and started coughing fitfully.
He bent down and drew her up into his arms and against his chest. She continued to cough as he rubbed her back soothingly.
"Sorry, it wasn't such a good idea to make you swallow it your first time, was it?" he asked, seeming almost sheepish.
She nodded, starting to calm down.
"I think I preferred learning maths," she commented between coughs. He laughed.
"Yes, I bet you would,"
When her cough finally tapered off, she moved to get off him. "We're done, right?"
"Not exactly," he answered, his erection swollen and poking against the lips of her pussy. She gasped as he took hold of her hips and slammed it down on his arousal.
She awoke to the sound of a bell tinkling, signalling dinner time. She sighed and rolled over on her side, trying to go back to sleep. She paused when she caught sight of a what seemed to be a large pile on her desk. Surprised, she reached over and switched the bedside light on. It illuminated her room immediately, and she blinked dumbly at the stack of books on her desk. Slowly, she got dressed, then, ignoring the sound of the bell tinkling downstairs, decided to check out the pile of books. She exhaled in surprise when she saw the titles of the book.
"Coraline," the Beldam said crossly from the doorway to her room. "Do you know how many times I-"
He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence as she leapt onto her bed, then leapt off and finished her sprint by tackling him to the ground.
"I take it you like your presents then?" he smirked at her.
"Yes! Oh my gosh, you have no idea. I really thought I'd be missing so much in school, but you brought me my text books. It'll be kind of hard to learn it by myself, but I can do it, and oh- sorry, I'm kind of..." she started to blush, and moved to get off him but he held her hips there. Her face turned redder when she felt him prodding at her.
"You know that I'm willing to teach you any time, don't you Coraline dearest?" he said.
She nodded dumbly.
"Good," he said, then released her and got to his feet. She followed him down the stairs, the smell of roast chicken and baked potatoes wafting in from the dining room. Coraline sniffed the air and smiled, realising that for the first time in a while, she actually felt happy.
The Cat meowed quietly as it leapt in through Wybie's window.
"Okay, Cat, try this one. We'll keep trying. He can't guard her all the time," Wybie rolled the paper around Cat's collar. Cat looked up at his other friend and noted the dark bags beneath his eyes. He'd had a hard time in the last week, worrying about his friend. Not to mention being interrogated by the police on how he'd obtained the letter. They finally let him go to resume his normal life, but he was weary, exhausted. Mel had been crying and begging for him to bring her back, when Wybie had no idea how he could do that.
He'd then tried sending letters back to Coraline, words of encouragement and support. He received none in reply, and each time the Cat came back to his window hissing angrily. It didn't take him very long to realise what was happening to his letters.
He stroked the Cat, then let it slip out the window and leap off the roof, using the nearest tree as its tunnel to the Other World.
As soon as he arrived he took cover in the leaves of a tree. Cautiously, he leapt towards Coraline's window. He smiled with relief when he found her asleep in her bed, alone. He started to scratch at her window when he was thrown off the roof by an unseen force.
"You've come again, pest?" the Beldam asked, his metallic form glinting in the pseudo moonlight. Though in spider form, he'd taken to being male, with his form larger than usual and his voice deep and masculine.
"I don't know what you're talking about," the Cat replied. He hissed and spat angrily when he caught sight of the paper wrapped around one of the Beldam's thin, metal fingers. The Beldam unrolled the thin piece of parchment, briefly glanced at the writing inside and tore it into pieces, shredding it with his sharp blades. The Cat yowled in anger and despair at another letter he'd failed to deliver. The Beldam smiled to himself, then jumped up onto the roof, carefully lifting the window and slipping through it.
Coraline stirred slightly as she heard faintly the sound of the Cat yowling. Unfortunately, she was too exhausted to regain full consciousness and quickly fell back asleep.
The Beldam shut the window, closing off the annoying whines of the black feline. He smiled in satisfaction to himself as he took human form again and slipped beneath the sheets of the bed, wrapping his arms around the young girl.
"I'll protect you, my Coraline," he whispered to her and kissed her forehead lightly.
"He won't ever be able to take you from me."
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