1. Wolfram/Adalbert

rated R
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This is going to be a rather sexually explicit, sick story, you have been warned, don't blame me if you don't like it. You were warned. Questionable consent, Sexual situations, abuse, etc.

The gentle swaying could have been comforting had Wolfram not known where he was. His sea-sickness was a mental thing, he knew that, but even this knowledge did not help in curbing the rolling of his stomach. Fighting back a groan, and refusing to open his eyes, because that only made the nausea worse, he tried to remember what fool reason he was on a ship this time.

"So sleeping beauty awakes."

That made Wolframs eyes snap open and his body jerk into a sitting position. A task greatly hampered by the fact that his wrists were pinned securely behind him with some kind of rope. Thus hampered how couldn't quite make it into a sitting position from where he had been lying on his stomach, and fell back, awkwardly twisted onto his side.

The owner of the voice made a rustling sound as he moved, the sound of cloth sliding over armour and leather. "Now now, don't strain yourself Little Prince."

"Adalbert." Wolfram spat as the man came into view, squatting down on his haunches beside the bed so that they were eye level. "Why have you kidnapped me?" Because really, that was all Wolfram could think had happened, as he couldn't quite pinpoint just how he had ended up here. His last coherent memory was going to bed alone, because Yuuri had gone back to his home world for a few days.

Adalbert laughed heartily at his words, making Wolfram scowl. "Kidnap? No Little Prince, I did not kidnap you. In all essence you could say that I rescued you."

Wolfram's eyes narrowed as he twisted his wrists, hoping to loosen them even a little. "Rescue me? Then why am I tied up?" he asked haughtily, struggled up until he was upright and glaring down at the still partly kneeling Adalbert.

Adalbert got to his feet and smirked, towering over Wolfram. "I rescued you from some rather nasty people, thy seemed to be under the impression that the Maou would exchange a lot of gold for you. I persuaded them otherwise." his hand rested on his sword. "However, I can hardly just let my spoils escape on me, now can I?"

Wolfram frowned, becoming quickly lost in Adalbert's words. "What?" he asked. He had been taken, from Blood Pledge Castle, by some anonymous people intent on ransoming him. Adalbert, if he was correct in assuming so, had killed these men and taken him on a ship? How could he have slept through this?

Adalbert, as if reading his thoughts, answered. "They used a drug on you, this is the first time you have been lucid in almost a week, and that's only as long as I have had you. I'm not surprised you cannot remember your captivity, as well as the drug they had you surrounded by Houseki stones at all times."

Wolfram's frown deepened. That did explain why he was so confused. "That does not explain why I am tied up?" he stated, glaring upwards.

Adalbert smirked again. "You are tied up, my Little Prince, because you belong to me now and I can do whatever I chose to do with you." With that Adalbert ruffled Wolfram's tousled blond hair before turning and walking away towards a door.

It took Wolfram a moment to fully process that, then his eyes widened and he tugged harshly on his wrists. "What!" he cried. "Release me at once!"

Adalbert chuckled and left the room, the sound of a key snapping in the lock breaking the last strands of control Wolfram had. He spent half an hour yelling and cursing, until a sudden lurch of the ship made his stomach roll and he dropped from the bed, landing with a painful grunt on the floor, trying desperately not to be sick. When the nausea had passed a little he realised, that except for his underwear, he was completely unclothed.

He remained on his knees for a long moment, wondering just what was going on, and not liking anything his mind was coming up with. Finally his brain kicked into gear, he would blame the drug Adalbert had mentioned for his slowness today. It was all he could do.

He needed to think about this rationally. He had been kidnapped, drugged, rescued (sort of) by a man who had decided to keep him. His presence surely must have been missed at the Castle by now, especially if it had been over a week he had been gone. So he knew, his older brothers being the protective kind they were, that there was someone out looking for him. He also knew he couldn't just wait for them to find him, not with the way Adalbert had said 'You belong to me now and I can do whatever I chose to do with you', made his shiver.

"Ah, ready and waiting. You will be easily trained won't you?" came Adalbert's laughing comment.

Wolfram spun towards the door, but only succeeded in tangling up his legs in the blanket that had fallen from the bed with him. He was forced to divert his attention to keeping his balance, and so missed Adalbert's approach, until he felt a large hand close around his upper arm, lifting him and tossing him unceremoniously on the bed. It did nothing to help his stomach. Looking up at the older demon, Wolfram felt himself cringe inside when he saw the way Adalbert was watching him, a hunger in his eyes that Wolfram had never seen in anyone's eyes before, not directed at him in any case.

Adalbert took a seat on the bed, facing Wolfram, who would have kicked him had his legs not been tangled in the blanket, or so uncooperative. "I have no love for demons, I will respect the Maou, and I will respect what he is trying to do. I may even help him achieve that goal. But I do not like demons. The only one I ever truly did was Julia, and your Maou cannot change that about me." Adalbert smiled when he saw the confused frown on Wolfram's face and the questions painted clearly on his face. "I'm telling you this so you will understand."

"Understand? Understand what? You don't like demons, that's fine, what does that have to do with me?" Wolfram demanded to know.

"I've always been rather fond of your beauty Little Prince. And as I did save you, you are my spoils and I can do with you what I will. You will not be returning to Shin Makoku, not unless I allow you to."

"My brothers will be looking for me!" Wolfram declared.

Adalbert smiled. "They can look all they want. By the time they do find you, you won't want to leave me."

Wolfram had trouble following this, and snorted a little in amusement. "Why would I want to stay with you when you claim to hate demons and want to own me? Why would I want to?"

It was a truly wicked grin that spread across Adalbert's face as he moved, just enough so that one leg was now fully on the bed, raising himself up, pressing his leg down onto Wolfram's tangled ones to keep them in place, one hand on the bed by Wolfram's naked torso, while the other casually pressed against the front of his underwear, fingers running in little circles across the material.

Wolfram could do nothing but moan helplessly at the touch.

"Oh, a virgin?" Adalbert smirked, digging his fingers in a little, enjoying the way Wolfram's face reddened and his squirmed, embarrassed by his response, which Adalbert could feel easily through the underwear. "You've never even touched yourself? And you 82 years old already, and with a mother like your's. I don't know whether I'm disappointed or elated by that fact."

"Yo… you leave my… my mot… mother out of this!" Wolfram gasped, he didn't know if he wanted to scream at Adalbert to stop, or beg him to pull off the underwear and touch him more.

Adalbert pulled his hand away and smirked at the part disappointed, part relieved expression that washed over his captives face. "Your right, it truly ruins the mood when you bring mothers into the moment, though yours is rather shapely." Adalbert laughed when Wolfram only glared at him, his expression a little dazed still. "Though this will make my plan a lot easier I must admit."

"Plan?" Wolfram questioned, tugging again at the rope around his wrists, needing to do something to take his mind off the sensation in his groin. It was true he had never before touched himself, believing it to be giving onto desires he had no need for if he was to become a great soldier. That part of himself he had never explored, and had no desire to. Yuuri being the small glitch in that, but he could control that. But this… He jerked on his hands again.

Adalbert inwardly laughed at Wolfram's struggles, enjoying the havoc e had wrecked in his Little Prince's coveted control. Lazily he reached over again, trailing his fingers up and down what was exposed of the boy's thigh, enjoying the gasp he drew forth as he did. "Plan?" He questioned. "My Plan? You see Little Prince, I have grown fond of your beauty, your demon heritage I can do nothing about, but you have stirred something in me boy. I intend to make you crave me, in every way."

Something of that filtered into the confused haze of Wolframs mind and he jerked. "No!" he said automatically.

Adalbert smiled, almost kindly. "You have no choice any more. You belong to me."

Wolfram pulled back, trying to move his body away. "No! You… Release me now! I…" his eyes widened as Adalbert began to tug his underwear down, completely ignoring his words. "Stop!" he demanded, but his body betrayed him as Adalbert began to touch him again. Fighting the sensations, that where only pleasure, even the pain from his wrists, cut now from his struggles, only added to this somehow. "I… I'll scream…" he gasped out. Maybe there was someone who would stop this. "This is rape!" he continued, fighting back a moan as Adalbert's hands started to caress his chest slowly, seeming to know exactly where to touch to make thinking almost impossible.

"It's not rape if you're willing my Little Prince, and as you are mine, you are willing when I say you are." Adalbert pulled back then, leaving Wolfram in a gasping mess, fully erect. "But we can't disturb our neighbours, now can we. They might not take too kindly, not after all the yelling you did earlier."

Wolfram didn't have time to protest before he felt something being bound securely over his mouth, allowing his words out in the guise of moans. He looked up at Adalbert, his green eyes becoming fearful. Adalbert, noticing that his little captive was no long as attentive as he should be, reached down and pumped furiously until Wolfram was once again fully erect and gasping behind the gag.

"Don't worry Little Prince. I won't take you until you beg me to." with a smirk he pulled off a leather band he had around his waist and proceeded to tie it efficiently around the base of Wolframs cock and balls, effectively cutting off any release he could accidentally give himself. He pulled Wolfram to the side, ignoring the startled look on the boys face and cut the ropes binding his wrists together. As he had expected, the second his hands were free, they immediately made their way to the straining penis, uncertainly trying to undo knots that would be difficult had he been completely within his right mind.

Adalbert went to his pack, and keeping an eye on his Little Prince, he pulled out a ragged dress he intended Wolfram to wear, the way he intended to get his captive off this ship and back to his hideout, where he could begin to truly tame Wolfram. A task he relished.

He couldn't begin to say when his obsession with the younger demon had begun, but it had developed. In the twenty years he had lived among the humans he had had many lovers, all men as the only woman he could ever love was Julia, he had learnt much, but one of his lovers, a young man, of much the same build as Wolfram with blond hair, Adalbert remembered fondly, had enjoyed being dominated over completely, and he had very much enjoyed dominating him. With him he had learned how to keep a man on the very edge of sexual release for many hours. Looking back at his prisoner Adalbert smiled. It was a far more enjoyable torture, and one that would bring Wolfram to him much more completely than harsh words and harsher treatment.

He would make his Little Prince beg for him to take him, beg to allowed to stay. Yes. He would enjoy this immensely.

Adalbert is probably very out of character, but I don't much care, because the character confuses me. I got this pairing on one of those pairing generator things and thought it would be interesting to twist it. It is confusing, I will admit that, and both characters are OOC, but I'm not taking it too seriously. I just needed to get back into my writing groove again, and felt like tangling with something sexual. So forgive me. There will be more. I got loads of Wolfram/Adalbert fic parings with prompts. And I kinda want to explore the whole area of D/s.