Yui wasn't stupid, she knew it wasn't love that kept her and Laito together. It wasn't hobbies either, because they had nothing in common. It wasn't even the fact that their personalities were so different, this always seemed to be the topic of his teasing. Instead it was something sinful and dark, it tied around her and refused to be cut no matter how many times she swiped at it with the scissors. Laito had called it fate, and said that she was destined to come into his arms. Yui didn't beleive in fate, instead she believed that you could make a path based on your actions. She had tried to be so careful and avoid him when she could, and be civil and sweet when she couldn't. She'd ignored his more risque actions, and did her best to say things that wouldn't throw his head into the gutter, but it was all for naught.
Inch by inch she was dragged into his dark words. His cold touch would bring a spark of warmth, and she began to allow hersef to enjoy it. Yet once she gave him an inch, he took an entire mile. No longer was he keeping to insidious innuendos, and touches that would earn a protest. He soon shoved his tongue down his throat, allowed his hands to linger over private places, and left marks letting everyone know who she belonged to. She didn't even flinch when he dragged her into a classroom, and they missed a class in exchange of erotic touches and the first time she had ever taken a man into her mouth.
It wasn't until she was sprawled out on his bed, his arms curled around her waist and his cold breath tickling her chest that the gravity of the situation came crashing down. She'd willingly fell into his trap, and now that she gave herself up she would be thrown to the side like an old doll. Laito didn't love her, he loved the fact that she was a virgin and willing to open her legs. Her heart clenched at the thought, and she began to worm her way out of his arms.
"Where are you going, Bitch-chan?" Yui's heart leaped into her throat and she stared down at him. His acid green eyes were staring up at her with a tiredness that almost looked funny. "You don't like to cuddle? I thought all girls did."
"N-no, it's not that, I just-"
"Oh, you wanted more?" A smirk curled onto his lips, and suddenly he was sitting up. The sudden change made Yui dizzy. "That's alright, I was hoping you'd open that naughty mouth for me this evening anyway."
His fingers trailed down her sides, and her blood boiled underneath as a surge of lust crept through her. The previous self loathing fell away as Laito had his way with her, stealing bits of her soul as he did. He had played this game so many times before, and knew all the tricks to keeping the young maidens from saying no. He had no intentions of letting Yui say that word either, not in this life or the next.