Yep you guessed it - this continues my story More to Love. I've been watching the anime again and reading the manga so this little idea came to me wanting to be written. It will be a combination of both media sources - pulling from both to hopefully make a well rounded story. So anyway please check my previous story if you come across scenes or OCs you don't recognize. Please enjoy!
Is It True?
Sakuya winced in pain. A headache – a bad headache woke him up. "Damn…" He whispered and caught his breath for even speaking hurt. This was supposed to be a free day for him and Aine but with pain like this, Sakuya doubted that he would leave the bed before noon. "Aine? Aine?" Again he whispered but when she didn't answer, he spoke louder. "Aine!"
Nothing. Grimacing Sakuya rolled over or tried to. It was then that he realized that his arms were stretched out on either side of him - handcuffed. Testing his legs, he found they too were bound to the bed. For a brief moment he thought Aine wanted to begin the day with some sex play but their bed didn't have bedposts or anything like that to anchor him down. Where the hell am I?
It took time for him to open his eyes because the light added to the pain in his already aching head. Finally when he opened his eyes, Sakuya found himself in an unknown, extremely feminine bedroom. There were several shades of pink decorating the room. The silk sheets beneath him were a deep mauve. The fabric draped around the bed was pale pink and lace. The carpet was a plush rose pink and the curtains matched. There was a wardrobe in one corner and a vanity table along one wall filled with all sorts of makeup and lotions and stuff. One door was open to show a white on white bathroom but the other door was locked and had several locks either keeping him prisoner or keeping others from getting to him.
Sakuya tried to look out the window but saw nothing but sky. He couldn't even see any buildings or houses. Looking down at himself, Sakuya saw he was naked as the day he was born. Panic settled in his chest, not for himself but for Aine. I guess I've been kidnapped but what did they do to Aine? With the raging headache and fear flowing through him, Sakuya yelled for his heart's desire. "AINNNNNEEEE!"
He only stopped when several of the locks could be heard turning. Sakuya looked anxiously at the door hoping that Aine would come through it. Please let this be some crazy plan of hers… When at last the door opened, Sakuya stared in surprise at the woman. His mouth hung open as he watched her. She was wearing a see-through negligee that showed everything. At one time he would have bed her willingly but that was then. "What the hell are you doing here? What the fuck am I doing here?! Let me go bitch!" Sakuya pulled violently on his bonds but all he did was hurt himself.
"Shh, no need for such language. It's just you and me here Sakuya. You don't have to pretend you don't like me anymore. You can finally show me your love Sakuya. I know you want me." She laughed. "Your performances on stage are so damn sexy – you must have been thinking of me. Well no more waiting, my love. We're all alone here so we can make love all day and night!" The woman had crawled onto the bed, breasts hanging heavily, temptingly as she ran a cold hand up the inside of Sakuya's thigh.
Sakuya looked like a demon or maybe the dark angel himself as the woman put her hand on him and stroked his flesh. He wondered if he'd ever been as angry as he was right then. Marcy Page wasn't looking at his face but holding his unresponsive flesh between her hands. She worked for them. Marcy was Lucifer's new publicist. She was good at her job but apparently she was also out of her mother-fucking mind! "Take your hands off of me." His voice usually made women swoon but there was nothing warm or romantic about his tone now. The coldness of it should have frozen her instantly.
"Oh no, I have to get you ready baby." Marcy glanced up at him still smiling.
"Where's Aine? The band? Where are we?" Sakuya asked. She was insane – she had to be not to see he wasn't happy to be there.
Marcy did freeze at Aine's name. "DO NOT SPEAK THAT WOMAN'S NAME! SHE'S KEPT US APART FOR LONG ENOUGH!" She had light gray eyes but they turned to slate when she thought of Aine. "Sakuya, I've freed you from her – forget her and concentrate on loving me now. No more Aine and no more band – just you and me!" There was a crazy, happy lilt to her voice then it changed. Marcy spoke soothingly now still stroking Sakuya penis. "You must let me pleasure you now – I know she wasn't able to. She's your past and I'm your future!" With a huge smile, Marcy lowered her strawberry blond head over his thighs and took him in her mouth.
The bed shook as Sakuya tried to shake her off of him. He'd learned nothing about Aine or his friends but he had a sick feeling in his stomach when she said 'no more'. The only thing he was sure of was that this bitch was crazy and she intended to rape him. He dropped his head back on the pillow and tightly closed his eyes as he resisted Marcy's actions. Aine…please be alright! Yuki – guys…Aine…help me!