A/N: I do not approve of human sacrifices of any sort, bodily or with their life, so don't think that I do, that is mostly why I am not telling about any of them actually, this is just a strange thing that came to me. AU most definitely. Also, this is loosely based off Ai No Kubasi, for anyone who knows of the anime, you can tell by the basic set up, but otherwise, it is MINE!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kingdom Hearts, just this plot. I don't own Ai No Kubasi either. I do, however, own the cell mates, guards, the "damned priest bastard," and followers, but they won't be around for long. Well the guards will be a recurring thing, but the rest will vanish.
Warning: Implied sacrifice, but nothing in detail. . . not why, that is, M/M relationship, rape as well later though, and Mpreg in the next chapter.
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"NO!" I shout out as I run after the guard who draws his sword on me.
"If you want revenge for the death of that cunt, then you had better be ready to pay the price of striking me," He says as he levels his gaze and sword at me.
"Gladly," I say, duck under the blade, tackling him to the ground, and punch him bloody. Two more guards extract me from him before I can strangle him and I kick and scream to get away from them. "You killed my sister for no reason, you assholes!" I scream out in anguish and look at her lifeless form briefly before my vision is blocked by a sack over my head.
"You will pay for acting up," I hear in a whisper as I am dragged away from her.
I don't know where I end up, but I can hear pleading wails as I am thrown upon the cold, wet, stone ground. "Enjoy your stay, you'll prefer this to what is in store for you," I hear another guard sneer before a metal door clangs shut and it is silent here.
"Is anyone there?" I call out.
"Yes, there are five of us," A young sounding girl says softly, "Keep down or a guard will come down and flog us," She says warningly.
"Thanks for the heads up," I say half heartedly, "Are any of the rest of you wearing bags?" I ask as I crawl and find my way to a set of iron bars, marking the edge of my cell.
"No, a guard will remove it at mealtime," An elderly man says.
"What is your name?" The girl asks.
"Roxas," I say quietly.
"I'm Nala, the old man is Koto," She says, "The other three are mute relatives, two brothers and a little sister, they were brought here for fighting against the guards who killed their parents, I am here for stealing food, same for Koto, we were working together." She says explaining their arrests.
"My little sister was killed not ten minutes ago and I beat a guard bloody," I say sounding triumphant.
"Good for you, the kids barely made a scratch on their guards," Koto says praisingly and you can hear shuffling and shackles moving.
"How long have each of you been here?" I ask.
"I have been here a year, Nala, 3 months, the children 4 weeks," Koto says. "There used to be hundreds kept in these cells, other rooms must have other prisoners, but there are silencing barriers on the separating walls and doors. Only when they are feeding can you hear others." He says sadly.
"Hundreds?" I ask, "Where do they all end up?" I ask.
"This is a church of sorts, a sick one at that, it is amazing that the blood doesn't seep through the walls and floors throughout the building," Nala spits with disdain.
"We are their sacrifices, there isn't room in the prisons, so they sell us off to the priest," Koto says after a hushing sound to Nala.
We all go silent the instant the door opens gratingly and I am nearly grateful when the sack is pulled off my head and a bowl is set in front of me. My gratitude is short lived when the guard shackles me to the wall and then goes around with bowls to the other cell mates. He gives us each about 5 minutes to eat the slop of what I assume is oats and water, then takes them, whether we finished or not. He leaves without a word and the door clangs shut behind him.
"We'll be going soon," Nala says in a sad voice. I finally look at her, now being able to, and see that she is a petite, brunette girl with green eyes. Koto is white haired, but his blue eyes are still vibrant with life as he looks at me. I then look in the corner where there are three teens chained close together, but not close enough to touch any more than their feet. They each look at me with identical yellow eyes that remind me of a cats and I shiver all over from that desperate look.
"You mean-" I begin to ask, but the look on all of their faces tells me that answer.
"You at least won't have to suffer in this hole as long as we did, Roxas," Koto says with a comforting smile.
"Yeah, doesn't mean that I am ready to die," I say as I look to the floor, "I can tell that you guys aren't either, so if I get the chance to get away, I promise to help you out too," I say with a reassuring smile.
"The guards are too careful to let you get away, let alone several," Koto says with a level gaze, "They will kill you on the spot if you struggle too much, not so much as a prayer to their deity to say that you were for them."
"How many churches are there like this one?" I ask wondering how long this has been going on without the king hearing. . . unless he worships these gods.
"This is the only one, and if you were wondering about King, he worships this god as well." Nala says spitting on the ground after the word "king."
"But, he cares for his people, he doesn't kill them!" I protest, having witnessed kindness from the king.
"He does, but only for those who still obey his laws, not those who haven't or have been put into slavery!" Nala says and curls into a ball, close to Koto. "Sleep now," She commands as she rests her heads on her hands and keeps her back to me and most of the room.
"This can't be happening," I say in disbelief as I curl into a ball as well. I see Koto lay himself flat on the ground and hear him whisper something to Nala before there is complete silence and I am somehow drifting off into sleep.
I wake blearily when the door opens gratingly and I feel myself dragged up by my shackles. I hear Nala begin to cry and then know that the others are being gathered up as well. One night here and I am already going to be slaughtered. They drag us up some stairs and into a large, wet chamber. Warm water sits in tubs and we all go to them warily.
"Wash yourselves," A guard says as he locks the door and watches us, "And forget the clothing you wear now, you will be given your final garments when you are finished."
We look at him briefly then slowly scrub at ourselves and strip our clothing off piece by piece. The girls are given privacy on one half of the room while the men wash themselves in the other. No one says a word, bars of soap are passed in silence, and the only sound is sloshing water. When we all finish, towels are brought in and we are allowed to dry ourselves before they are ripped away and small cloths to cover our most private regions are passed around. The girls get single strips of cloth to wrap around their chests as well and then we are all chained by the neck and ankles to one another. They lead us slowly to a chamber right outside of what we can only assume to be the public area. We hear chanting and whispered words before a loud cry is heard.
"Our Sacrifices! We offer these people who have forsaken our laws up to you oh lord, you shall use them to protect you in your house, to further your own life and make them a part of your greatness. Hear our pleads that you will forgive them of their actions and let them be made anew in your power!" the Priest says as the door is opened and we are walked out.
A man in all black unsheathes his sword and raises it towards Koto. I look to the old man and he smiles momentarily. "I have my own God!" He cries out before he is silenced permanently. He falls to the floor and I feel the shackles pull after him a bit, but as well are all knelt down, it isn't so much as to make us fall. The two boys go in silence before their sister, then Nala smiles at the people watching her demise and seems genuinely happy before she too is cut down. The man in black then stands in front of me before raising his bloodied sword again.
"STOP!" A shout rings out. I open my briefly closed eyes and look out to see who prolonged my suffering. A man in green clothing, matching his eyes, and bright red hair, stands in the middle of the aisle and stares intently at me, then at the fat old priest. "I will buy him!" he says raising his chin and stepping forward.
"I am sorry, but his fate has been ordained by our god, and he is not for sale," The priest says with a humble bow, telling me that this man is important.
"I will let his fate fall upon my head in his place, and I will make him for sale," The red haired man says. He looks at me again, and this time I see small marks beneath his eyes that almost look like tear drops, but are actually tattoos. "5000 pence!" he says with a grin.
"5000, dear Lord Axel, you cannot be serious to buy a Sacrifice!?" A woman cries out incredulously at him.
"I do intend to, and will pay whatever price it takes. You could buy a hundred more Sacrifices with that money, could you not?" Lord Axel asks the Priest with a quirked brow.
"Yes, but-" The Priest says, trying to keep the Sacrifice and motion for the mercenary to kill me.
"6000 pence," Axel says seriously.
"Fine, 6000 pence," The Priest says with a flustered look. "Release the Sac-slave," He says, now realizing that I won't be his kill. The mercenary brings down his sword on the shackles between me and Nala's lifeless form and I stand awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
"Come," Axel says as he steps towards me, gesturing for me to follow him out. I do reluctantly, but realize that my only other option is to stay and die. We leave in silence after that and he takes me to his car. "Get in and stay quiet," Axel says commandingly as he goes to the driver, whispers a few things then climbs in after me. I sit on the luxurious fabric inside the limo and realize just how sparsely dressed I am. I blush and watch as Axel sits comfortably on the other side of the car, nearer to the driver, and stares at me openly. I avoid his gaze, knowing that a slave wouldn't be allowed to look anywhere near his master, but I am not a slave, I only avoid his look because I am embarrassed. "You are more beautiful than I thought at first," Axel says admiringly, "You can look at me," He says softly as we pull away from that damned cathedral. I look out the window for a moment, then look at him, not wanting to look at that place any more. "As you no doubt heard, I am Lord Axel," He says introducing himself. "Pray tell, what is your name?" He asks politely.
"Roxas," I say hoarsely. He notices the raspy tone and pulls out a bottle of sorts, uncorks it and pours a golden liquid into two glasses.
Offering me one he takes a sip of his own. I don't drink it until he speaks again, "Please, drink," He says softly.
I sip at the sweet liquid and find it to be a honey pear wine. A rare thing for me to know as having not been raised noble. I then am grateful for the sweet drink and drink it more heartily.
"So Roxas, how is it that you ended up in that place, needing me to rescue you?" He asks with a playful grin.
"A guard killed my sister for something she didn't do, and I beat that guard bloody," I say quietly as I look him in the eye.
"What was she accused of doing?" Axel asks calmly, even though my look must be a bit harsh.
"Getting pregnant with his child," I say, closing my eyes.
"How could he wrongly accuse her of that?" Axel asks.
"He slept with her friend while drunk and didn't remember which girl it was, he found a positive pregnancy test in our bathroom and thought it was hers. Her friend had needed to know quickly and didn't have the time to go home before testing," I say calmly, but I feel my hands quiver with the glass in between them.
"A strange situation that is," Axel says quietly. "Did the guard ever find out who is really bearing his child?" He asks.
I just shake my head no and release the glass when Axel takes it from me, gently. "We tried to tell him before he killed her, but he wouldn't listen, the girl was long gone." I say angry more with the girl rather than the guard at the moment. The car stops and we sit in silence for a few moments before the door opens, making me jump. Axel gets out first then holds his hand out for me. I get out awkwardly, still not having full range of motion with my hands or feet, and feeling a bit choked now by the bar around my neck. Axel leads me into the large estate and I try not to let my jaw drop as we walk through the large entry way and to a set of stairs. Axel gives me one look before quickly swiping behind my knees and carrying me up the stairs.
"Sora, I'm going to need your nimble fingers to help me here," He calls through a door before continuing down the hallway and into a large bedroom. He gently deposits me onto the bed and stands back when a boy with mousy brown hair comes in.
"Nimble fingers eh?" the boy says with a teasingly quirked brow.
"Yes, remove his chains," Axel says pointing to me then sitting on the end of the bed and watching silently.
"Where did you get him, the cathedral?" Sora asks with a snort.
"Yes," Axel says seriously.
"WHAT?!" Sora says in disbelief. "You actually stood up before they could kill him and bought him off the fat Priest bastard?!" He asks.
"Yes," Axel says again, "now work, please," Axel says as he lays back wearily.
I look down at him briefly before Sora approaches me. I feel nervous, wondering how he will get this stuff off of me, he simply pulls out a screw driver and begins to fidget with the hinge of the bar around my neck. I hold stock still as he does then feel it come apart and fall to the bed. Axel sits up momentarily and chucks it across the room. Sora manages to get the wrist shackles off in a similar fashion, but the ones around my ankles were welded, so that won't work. He frowns after a quick inspection, then dashes down the hall before returning with a little device in hand. There is a buzzing sound and I instantly jump away from him, knowing that the thing is a miniature saw.
"Easy Roxas, Sora knows what he is doing with that," Axel says sitting up and moving slowly after me, "Let him get those shackles off and we can get you comfortable here," Axel says as he manoeuvres me into a wall. He then approaches slowly and holds me in a close, comforting, and warm embrace. "I know you might not want to trust people right now, but I just saved you, do you think that I would let Sora do something after I went through that?" Axel asks in a quiet murmur in my ear as he strokes my hair. He pulls me back to the bed, has me sit in his lap while Sora turns the device on and cuts just enough through the metal that it will break easily. He pulls it apart then and repeats this on the other ankle, after which I am free of the metal items entirely. "See," Axel says as he strokes my hair again. I begin to feel tired and almost fall asleep in his arms. He adjusts me before I do and lets me sleep on that bed. He throws a large, warm blanket over me and when I am asleep, they both leave.
"You are really hung up on him, aren't you?" Sora asks Axel as he quietly closes the door behind them.
"I just saw him in the Cathedral, and for a moment, I thought it was just how much he looked like you, but when the other people were already dead, and he was the only one left, he looked terrified, the others had been resigned to their fate, but he wasn't. He looked like an angel in that cathedral, like a sign that change was to come there. I couldn't let him die," Axel says quietly as he leans against the wall. "And by the way, we are out 6000 pence," he adds with a devilish smirk as he goes to the kitchen. He moves around the kitchen and cooks up food for me and brings it up, smiling as he looks down at me. He sets the food on the little table then shakes my shoulder slightly to wake me.
"GAHH!" I shout as I wake and twist away from him.
Axel gets a panicked look and quickly comes to me, sitting in the corner and holds me, "Shh, it's alright, you're safe, don't worry," he murmurs into my ear as he strokes my hair. I look at him with wild eyes. "Come eat," he says in a soft whisper as he strokes my hair one final time and pulls me gently by the wrist. He gestures to the dishes he made himself and speaks quietly, "You can bathe after that then sleep again," he says and pulls out a chair, pushing me into it with gentle, but commanding hands.
I nod to him slightly and eat almost everything. I manage to clean most of it up, but stop myself, knowing that eating too much after not having much for a while with the bad situation we had at home, will end badly. I look at Axel before lowering my gaze quickly remembering that he is a noble. "I'm finished," I whisper softly and fidget with my hands and suddenly remember my barely covered body.
"You can look at me, Roxas," Axel says and brings his hand to my chin and raises my gaze. He then stands, leaves the tray and dishes there and pulls me towards the bathroom. I'm not really dirty, but I didn't get to properly bathe earlier at the cathedral, so I follow. He turns on the water and reaches for the strip of fabric that can only be called a thong. I move away hurriedly and turn my back to him shyly. "Roxas, I am giving you many liberties, but I did buy you, so you are my possession," He says in a low, commanding tone. "Come here," he orders me.
I look at him briefly then, when I see the slight anger in those green eyes, I step towards him, shivering with fear.
"I won't hurt you," He whispers at the shake, he pulls of the thong then points to the bath, "Climb in," He says then turns his back to me after I obey, and it looks like he is about to leave, but instead I see that he begins to remove his own clothing and turns back to climb in with me. I shiver still and he brings his arms around my waist and pulls me into him, "Easy, Roxas," He murmurs softly.
I barely relax into his arms as he brings a hand up and strokes my hair again, in just that way that I can't fight against him. I lean my head back on his shoulder and watch him as he focuses on cleaning me. He grabs a cloth, lathers it with a fine smelling soap and rubs it across my chest and shoulders. He then has me stand and rubs it around my legs, lifts my feet carefully and cleans those too, then pulls me back down and grabs another bottle. He pulls out a cup and fills it with water, "Close your eyes," he says softly and lets the water fall down over my head. I almost yelp at this, but quickly grow used to it then let a quiet moan escape when he rubs the shampoo through my hair. I can tell that I didn't get my hair washed as thoroughly when he rinses it again and the water goes a little murky. "There, it looks less brown and more blond now," Axel praises and stands, pulling me up with him. He drains the tub, grabs two large towels and wraps us each in one before grabbing something from the sink counter and pulling me back into the bedroom, placing me on the bed.
I feel so much better now, being properly washed, and by such fine soaps, that when he sits behind me I instantly relax into him and smile lazily when he runs his fingers through my hair again. He then brushes it and I only now realize how long it is when the cool strands touch the back of my shoulders.
"You are so beautiful," Axel murmurs and I jump a bit when I feel a kiss to my right shoulder. I look at him worriedly, wondering what he must be thinking by kissing me like that. "You've been rather silent, Roxas, do you have anything you want to say?" He asks with a raised eyebrow as he looks at me over my shoulder.
"Why did you save me, and why did you kiss me?" I ask as I look away from him.
"I saved you because, as I said, you seemed less resigned to your fate and were so beautiful then, I had no idea how beautiful you could be otherwise," He says with a grin, "The same goes for as to why I kissed you."
I can't help but feel a shiver go down my spine at that grin and I arch into him when he slides his hands delicately up and down my sides, "Axel," I pant, not really knowing what is going on here, but knowing that I like how his hands are moving.
"Hush, my little angel," Axel whispers into my ear and nips at the lobe, earning a sharp yelp from me. He laughs for a moment, then quickly discards both of our towels, pulls back the sheets on the bed, and lays me down with my head resting on the pillows. He smiles kindly this time before he nips at one of my already hard nipples.
"Axel!" I cry out scandalously, mostly for my own sake, knowing that I can't do much about his actions as his possession. "Please," I plead, not really knowing what I am begging him to or not to do.
"'Please' what?" He asks me as he pulls his head up and looks down at me.
"Please, don't do this," I say and realize that it was way too hard to say that as he nips at my pert nipples again.
"By the looks of you, I know that you didn't mean that, so I'll ignore it," he says with a smirk.
"No!" I say hurriedly, realizing what is at jeopardy here, my sanity.
Axel looks down again and frowns, "Your body says 'Yes,'" he says and smirks as he brings a hand up to my slowly growing cock.
"Axel!" I moan as I feel his smooth hand rub against me and tugging my cock slightly.
"See," He says pointedly as he leans down and kisses me on the lips. I barely managed to close them before he did this, so when I feel his tongue flicking out, asking for entrance, I refuse. "Roxas, you don't want to defy me," Axel says in a warning tone as he looks down at me with dark eyes, "I can make this pleasurable, or I can make it painful, you choose," He says before he kisses me again. When I feel his tongue flicking out again, I reluctantly allow him access and moan when he pulls my tongue into his mouth and sucks on it lightly. He pulls away and grins down at my flushed form, "My sinful angel," He whispers, "Are you a virgin here?" He asks as he brings a hand down to tease lightly at my puckered hole.
"Y-yes," I pant out and feel fear begin to grab at me. I start to shiver from this gripping fear and Axel instantly notices the change.
"Hush!" He says instantly as he begins to hear my sobbing, "Nothing is wrong here, hush my angel!" he says as he holds me close and strokes my hair. He kisses my forehead and looks down at me as I silence myself slowly. "There, now, see" He says as though speaking to a child, and if it weren't for the fact that the country doesn't believe in "too young," he is not a paedophile for this either. I am below age of general consent, and he is above it, I assume, but our country, our planet! Doesn't believe in paedophilia. He kisses me once again on the mouth and this time I am hungry for it, I feel like I will burst without contact with him now. A drastic change from only a few seconds ago. "Much better," He whispers before snatching a bottle from the table and opening it swiftly and dipping a few fingers into it. "I won't lie to you, this may hurt a bit, but I promise to make it pleasure. Pleasure will come from this no matter what," he vows and brings the slicked hand back to my entrance. He lays me down properly and murmurs for me to relax before I feel a finger teasing the hole and slipping in to the second knuckle.
"Axel!" I gasp, scrunching my face up at the odd sensation.
"Relax, Roxas," The red haired man says with a focused look. I breathe deeply before I comply, then tilt my head back to a comfortable position, close my eyes, and nod for him to continue. I focus on not tightening up at all and fist my hands into the sheets instead as he moves the finger in to the hilt and begins to slowly pump it in and out. "See," Axel says as he leans down and kisses my brow, furrowed in concentration.
I yelp a bit when I feel a second finger attempting to join the first, but don't tense up and feel it scissor and stretch me more. When he hooks them he quickly finds my prostate and I can't stay silent any more. "Axel!" I gasp out and pant arching up into the foreign but pleasurable sensation, "More!" I plead, becoming hooked on this feeling instantly.
"Gladly, angel," He whispers and nips at my collarbone before moving the fingers, quickly in and out, occasionally finding that spot and abusing it before resuming. He deems me almost ready and smirks before pressing another finger to me, "One more," He promises as I look down towards him with worry. He then presses it in and I grimace briefly before he uses my prostate against me to distract me from the pain and drive me into pleasure. Axel continues with the three fingers, pleasuring me and while I am too focused on his ministrations, he slicks his member and makes a point to stretch me a bit more to be sure that I am ready.
I feel a loss as he removes his fingers, but he comes back up, and kisses me before I realize what's next, "Axel," I gasp when I look down and see his gigantic member, "It's too big," I protest before he claims my mouth.
"That was why I used my fingers and made sure that you were well lubricated," He says bluntly, kissing me deeply, gripping my hips, and quickly thrusting in.
I pull away from his mouth and scream to the ceiling from the shock and pain, "Axel!" I whine and paw at him, wanting him to pull out.
"Hush, I know it hurts, it's uncomfortable, I know," He says with a quiet tone as he hushes me and soothes me. "I won't move until you are ready," He tells me and kisses my nose briefly.
It still is a few minutes before I am calm enough to do anything or for him to move, so he just hovers over me, kisses my forehead and shoulders, and tucks my head into the crook of his neck when I whimper from the minute movements. I finally feel like his cock won't rip me into pieces, wrap my arms around his neck, and nod, "You can move now, Axel, slowly," I say in a breathy voice from the pains still there. He quickly takes advantage of this but moves slowly out until the tip is barely still inside of me. He then slides back in and lets out a deep moan of pleasure at my tight heat encasing him again, "Axel," I moan when he is so gentle and loving about his movements.
"Roxas," He whispers and kisses me before moving out again, still slowly, but his next movement startles me a bit and I almost bite his lip. He slams back into me and kisses me deeper before repeating the slow exit and quick re-entrance.
I keen at this new pace and pull at his neck a bit, almost sitting up and arching into him at the new sensations this brings, as he hits my prostate dead on and makes me see stars.
Axel quickly catches on to this position and holds me up as well as he begins to move faster, now basically pounding in and out of me. "Roxas, angel, come for me," he commands in a tight tone as he moves faster still.
"I can't hold on," I say as I feel a heat coil up and feel ready to burst forth. I cry out Axel's name as I do feel it wash over me and collapse onto the bed, spent, as Axel still thrusts.
"My turn," he says with a slight smile in the midst of his pleasure. He then does a particularly hard thrust and comes inside of me, moaning as he does and he then nearly collapses on top of me, but catches himself on his forearms, kisses me, and goes onto his side, pulling me into him, and letting his softening cock slip out. "Sleep now," he commands and kisses my forehead.
I quickly follow the order and drift off, not ever feeling his movements as he cleans off the sweat and come, dripping out of my ass, with a wash cloth. He kisses my head before padding out in a silk robe and calling for Sora again.
"What now, I hope you are done defiling the poor boy," Sora says with a snippy tone as he comes down the stairs from his room.
"He wanted it, and I have to get ready for work, I just want you to know that he is asleep right now, and if he wakes and needs anything before I get back, you are serving him, I don't want any of the gossiping servants to wait on him and ask him questions. I guess that you can, but no telling anyone about him," Axel commands as he goes back into the bedroom and emerges in a fine suit before he walks to the front door, and waves to Sora.
"Great," Sora says sarcastically then waves back at Axel and turns back to his room, the second that the front door closes, "Good thing I have super hearing, cause I bet that boy can't get much above a whisper after that yelling," Sora says with a rueful smirk. He regrets those words nearly three hours later when I do wake up with a shriek.
I quickly sit up and gather my surroundings again before swearing at the knock on the door.
"Nice answer, but if you weren't a slave I would have to wait until a proper answer came," Sora says with a dry tone as he walks in, avoiding looking directly at my nudity as I quickly cover myself, "Something wrong?" he asks sincerely now as he examines my drawn face.
"Bad dream, it was nothing," I say, dismissing Sora's concern, "Where is Axel?" I ask and wrap my arms around my legs, feeling kind of used.
"You should address him as 'Master Axel' and he is working," Sora says simply, "Do you need anything, food, drink, another bath?" He asks with a slightly wrinkled nose as he looks at the soiled bed sheets.
"Something to drink, and maybe something to help the soreness," I say with a little blush as I notice the bed too. "Something to wear too," I add quickly.
"Be back in a few," Sora says and turns quickly to leave the room and gathers the things I requested.
He respectfully, or prudently, turns his back as I dress and I down the pill and water that he brought me. He then calls some maids and they strip the bed and replace the sheets in a few minutes, then he gestures for me to sit again. I do, grateful, because the pill will still take a while to soothe my sore back muscles. "Thank you," I say and stare towards the window.
"Not for you, trust me, Axel ordered me to," Sora says with an odd look as he sits in a chair near the bed and stares at me. "Where were you from?" He asks and pushes back his brown hair.
"The lower class districts, eastern edge of the city, actually," I say and close my eyes when the sun shines through the clouds and warms my face.
"How did you end up in the damned Cathedral?" he asks and stares at me still.
"Do you mind, the staring is starting to freak me out," I say and eye him warily.
"I am a higher class than you, so I can do what I want as long as the master doesn't order otherwise, so don't bother," Sora says with a wicked grin, but looks away respectfully still.
"About the Cathedral, I fought back after my sister was killed, and I don't want to go into any more detail aside from that, so please, if you don't mind, don't ask," I say, avoiding directly asking him to do something.
Sora grins, "Now you're catching on," He praises, "How did you like Axel in bed?" he asks with a relaxed smile now.
"I thought we were supposed to call him 'Master'?" I asked with a quirked brow.
"You are, I am just barely a step below him, but I still follow his orders, so I don't have to," Sora says with a grin. "Now answer my question," He commands.
"Master," I say pointedly, "In bed," I ponder it for a moment, "It was good, and strange at the same time," I say, uncertain as to how to describe it, but not wanting to be specific with someone outside of the bedroom confidentiality.
"You were a virgin huh?" he says with a small smile, "He always gets the pretty ones," He says with an almost dejected face, "but I have a fiancé, and he will move here after the wedding, so, not like I'm complaining." he says with a cheesy grin and plays with the silver band around his finger. "Axel was my first too, but I admit that I begged for him to take me hard," he says with a slight frown, "I couldn't stop shaking afterwards that he had to use a potion to put me to sleep, then he had a healer come in and repair the damage, it was humiliating, but Axel never touched me like that again." Sora murmurs and frowns.
"Axel was your first? Does he have a lot of partners?" I ask, then quickly correct myself, "Sorry, 'Master.'"
"Yes, my first, and that isn't any of either of our business," Sora says sharply and seems to be back in a business mood, "Now, if you don't need anything else, I had work that I was doing, and if you need anything later, just call for me." he says and heads to the door, pausing for me to answer if I need anything.
"Not at the moment, but, Sora, you keep getting kind of cold with me, do you have something against me?" I ask, wanting to know what is up with his mood swings.
"It isn't you, I just forget myself sometimes and forget my job, I can't be friends with you, you are below me, you aren't worthy of my true attentions." he says coldly and walks out, letting the door close soundly behind him.
I frown, then stretch my sore back and lay back down in the bed, falling asleep quickly. I wake to the door opening and a clatter of a tray on the table.
"That's good, now out!" I hear Sora demand as he closes the door behind someone. "Lunch time, you didn't call me, so I assumed that you were asleep, now eat," he says in a sharp tone. I sit there dumbly, and rub the sleep from my eyes before Sora sighs, "Axel will be pissed off at me if he knows that I let you miss lunch, and he'll be back in a few hours, so eat, now!" he says and grabs my wrists, drags me to the table and puts the fork in my hand.
It takes a few bites before I actually feel hungry and then I shovel into it quickly, eating most of it, aside from the small steak.
"Got an issue with beef?" Sora asks.
"Not particularly, but I don't need two meat dishes in one meal, and I prefer the chicken over the beef," I say and put the fork down now.
"The cooks say so, and Axel says so, now eat it," Sora says more bored than anything now.
"No thank you," I say simply.
"Eat it, or I'll shove it down your throat," Sora says giving me a pissed off glare.
"Okay, then, I do have an issue, I only eat poultry and fish, no red meat." I say admitting it.
"Is that some religion thing, or what?" Sora asks with a quirked brow.
"No, I never really had a religion, least of all whatever the Cathedral's actual religion is." I say with disdain, "I just don't. I never quite found the taste for it, and haven't had it for years now," I say quietly.
"You are messed up," he says before opening the door, calling down the hall and waiting for a maid to come for the tray again. She takes it silently and casts a glance at me before Sora shouts and shoos her out even quicker. "Great, now she's going to tell everyone," he complains slightly. "Oh well, you must want to have some fresh air, or stretch you legs, so here," He says and hands me a pair of shoes. "Let's go walk around the gardens before Axel gets home." He says and waits at the door for me.
I nod, slip on the shoes and walk after him, down the stairs, around a few halls and out a back exit to a large garden. "It's beautiful!" I gasp as I look around the place.
"Yeah, it is Axel's favourite place on the estate, he always thinks out here or if he has a few spare moments he is out here, tending to his precious roses and lilies," Sora says as he pulls a perfect rose down, sniffs it, then pulls out a little knife and cuts it off expertly. He removes the thorns with the same knife, then hands it to me, "His favourite of the roses, his yellow ones," he says with a small frown. "They mean friendship, and he gave me a whole bouquet of them when he broke off our relationship, shortly after the sex incident." He says with a small flush as he then walks on. We go around the whole garden and I admire the koi pond as we sit there. It wasn't really intended but Axel gets home while we are out there. He comes through the house and is there an instant after Sora said that he was home.
"You're lucky that the butler told me that you were out here, or I probably would have gone yelling out for the two of you," Axel says with a scowl as he approaches us. Sora stands respectfully while I stay seated and twirl the rose in my fingers, staring at it absent-mindedly. "ROXAS STAND!" he shouts then.
I yelp and stand, then realize why I was yelled at when Sora gestures for Axel to sit then sits again. Axel doesn't immediately take a seat, but grabs me by my hips and pulls me over to the bench and sits, pulling me down with him. "Axel!" I yelp as I go down.
"That was rude, Roxas," he scolds and presses his head against my shoulder. Sora raises a brow to Axel and is waved off, "Sora, I don't mind the name thing, and you know it, don't make him call me master," he says and pulls me back so that I am enclosed in his lap and his chest is to my back. I lean into him more comfortably now and rest my head on a shoulder. "I hope that you weren't too sore when you woke up," he whispers and kisses me gently.
"No, it wasn't too bad, I got a pain pill shortly after too, so I should be fine for another few hours." I report and kiss him back eagerly.
"Someone's attitude changed quickly after one fuck," Axel chuckles and moans when he looks at Sora briefly and finds my lips attached to his neck now. "Most definitely changed, no marking, Roxas," he warns, "I don't want to have to wear make-up to work tomorrow," He explains to Sora who raises an eyebrow.
"I am amazed, only a few partners between me and him, and you have changed drastically," Sora says with a smirk as he tilts his head back in the sunlight. I do the same, loving the warmth it provides aside from Axel's and choose to ignore Sora's words, not wanting to feel like a slave at the moment. Wanting to be me and my own again.
"I learned, especially after our last encounter," Axel says sadly, then smiles down at me as I close my eyes, "Now, on with happier thoughts, how is Riku?" he asks and kisses my forehead, smoothing my hair back.
"He is very excited for the wedding coming up and whenever I go and see him, he can't keep his hands off me," Sora says with a laugh and grin. "I'm gonna burn out here," He says and stands, "You know my skin is too fair." He says and walks towards the door.
"Wait up," Axel calls then makes me yelp by standing abruptly with me in his arms. He grins broadly and walks after the small man, barely casting a glance down at me for now.
"If you follow me to my room, I am going to taze you," Sora warns as he stands at the stairs to his room.
"I know, have no fear, I wouldn't dare enter your electronic filled domain," Axel teases and turns down the hall to his bedroom, standing aside briefly to let a maid through after she exited his room. "Don't expect us at dinner," He calls over his shoulder to Sora then kicks the door closed behind him. He throws me onto the bed unceremoniously and frowns instantly as he turns towards the bathroom. "Shower, join me in five minutes," he commands and runs his hands through his red tresses, then walks into the bathroom and strips off his shirt.
I stare after him, then just sit there in silence for a few minutes, approximating the time, but knowing that if anything I am going in early. I step in, not assuming anything and keeping my clothes on as I wait by the tub for him to open his eyes.
"Strip and get in," Axel quickly commands without moving. He waits patiently as I do as he commands and step in, then he wraps his hands around my hips and pulls me down into the water, resting his chin on my shoulder.
He kisses my shoulder blade, then lets us slip further into the water so that our shoulders are barely out of it and I am curious what has brought on this mood of close and snuggling activity. "Is something wrong Axel?" I ask him as I bring my hands up and around his head to tangle into his wet, red hair.
"Work sucks," He mutters before bringing a hand to my nose, plugging it and letting us become submerged in the water. I panic briefly, but hold my breath, then feel us slipping into the deep end where I can barely touch the bottom. Luckily I don't have to as Axel holds me in his arms and we come up to the surface as he stands straight. He leans against the tub wall and turns me around, letting me tread water a bit in the deep, pool-like, tub.
I almost smile at him, but see his troubled gaze as he avoids looking at me. "Axel?" I ask as I wrap my arms around his shoulders and clinging to him to stay above the water. I kiss his lips lightly, hoping to bring him back, and feeling rather daring today.
"Do you know what I do for a living?" he asks as he presses his forehead to mine and grabs my legs to hook them around his hips.
I shake my head "no" and kiss at his neck lightly.
"I am very high up, my class is called the 'Purebred Hounds,'" He murmurs and tilts his head back, encouraging my kisses.
"I've heard of them, but I don't recall what they do," I say now curious as to what he does.
"Maybe this will jog your memory, there was one at your little incident, and the guard didn't kill you sister, he did." Axel says looking down at me with a dark look, "That is our job as Hounds, we are usually ordered about to take care of the harder to silence crowds, this one was quickly dealt with because that wasn't his job and your sister wasn't a bother to us higher class," He says coldly. "The Hound was put down, for his blood lust." He smirks ruefully, then looks down, gauging my facial expressions.
I frown for a moment then push away and back paddle to the opposite side of the tub, looking at him. "The Purebred Hounds. . ." I mutter, not certain what to make of this, "You kill people?" I ask with an incredulous tone.
"Yes, most of the time they die on an order given by me, but today I killed five with my own hands." Axel says and stares with a measured gaze at me.
"Why, what did they do?" I ask, wanting to know if it is murder or if it is somehow justified by laws.
"That is classified information, I am not allowed to speak of it," Axel says in an automatic response.
"Then why bring it up? You know I would ask. And since you can't give me a reason, I consider it murder," I say sharply, not really noticing when he comes towards me, "Hell, it's murder either way, no matter if it does have a reason," I realize, then look up at Axel who is right in front of me now. I go under the water at the sudden force of a smack to my cheek and I pedal away from him as quickly as I can, even while spluttering out water.
He catches me though and sets me on the tub edge. "You will not speak like that ever again, am I understood?!" He shouts in my face, somehow eye level with me even though he is still in the water. I mutely nod and feel tears spring to my face. The second that he turns away from me I begin to cough again, trying to get the rest of the water out. Axel quickly turns back to me, but he climbs out first, grabs two towels, wraps one around himself, then me and rubs at my back, patting on occasion to attempt to help. I don't look at him at all and wish that he wouldn't touch me, but know that I have no rights any more. Not in this world, I think ruefully. He lifts me up, gently again, and takes me to the bedroom, not bothering with the tub water and he rests me on the bed, letting me dry off thoroughly. "I'm sorry for hitting you, but you have to learn your place, that is the price you pay for being so insolent with me. You will learn quickly unless you like pain, and if you do, you will not be allowed true pleasure until you understand your lesson," He recites, having apparently said this line many times.
I am not surprised, the High Class has longer life spans than most low classes. Middle classes are generally the Earth normal, but not on Kiat. Our planet, much like Earth if it weren't for the race of humanoid it spawned, the High Class. Humans, like myself, were brought here, and due to our poor lifestyle, our life spans shortened, but the middle class are the rich of Earth, and the barely above low class level here, they live an almost normal life span. These facts present themselves to me as I wonder, how many times has he had to repeat that line to a new slave.
"Roxas, look at me," Axel calls softly, drawing me out of my history lesson. "I am sorry, don't make me have to hit you again," He whispers with a sad face as he comes towards me and makes me back up to the middle of the bed before crawling over me and kissing my exposed chest. I sigh, blush, and lean back, not looking at him and still feeling disgusted to belong to a murderer, but knowing better than to say anything about it. He runs his hands up my sides, and pulls the towels away from both of us and pulling the covers up and over us before he grabs the lube again.
I can't help but feel exited for this, but know that it is sick now, knowing what he does to retain this house, to keep me, to keep slaves and servants. He kills people, probably people I once thought of as friend or family, but now may never see again, because the remainder of my life may be within this estate.
He prepares me similarly to earlier today, but is less gentle about it, still not hurting me though. He kisses up and down my neck and chest, then leaves marks on my collarbone by sucking and nipping at it. "You are mine," He purrs a split second before kissing me and slipping in quickly.
I moan, drag my nails down his back and put my legs around his lower back, to hold him closer to me. This allows him to enter me deeper and we both moan at this before I relax my legs enough to let him thrust in and out of me. I pant with each movement and keen when he hits my prostate. I kiss him deeply and leave evident marks on his back, that leave nothing to the imagination as to what we did, the same goes for the marks he is leaving on my collarbone still.
Tonight, there seems to be too much tension for either of us to hang on long with, and we both spill over the edge quickly after we had gained a rhythm. He cleans us again then sleeps with me curled into his arms, protective.
