Monster, Chapter 2
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I noticed, I can't write very good rape, and I apologize...I don't like Russia being so rough...
Yao awoke with a start. He wasn't in his house anymore, he was in Ivan's, he also had no clothes on. Great... Yao looked around, the windows were boarded. Boarded? When did that happen? Wincing, he sat up, an immediate pain shooting up from his behind. He took a few deep breaths, and looked around again. Soon after sitting up, goosebumps covered his bare body. When he forgot about the pain, Yao spied a note on the bedside table, picking it up, he started to read.
Dear Yao-Yao,
I'm at school, be back soon. There's food in the mini-fridge, and there's a bathroom in my room too.
Love, Ivan
The Asian was utterly disgusted at the nick-name. For some odd reason, the note brought back all the memories of last night. How he pretty much melted like putty in the Russian's hands, not resisting much at all. Yao suddenly felt depressed, he laid back down on the bed.
It smelt of sex, and that wasn't agreeable, unless you were having it at the time. Not only did it smell quite bad, it kept the memories of last night vivid. He made an effort to stand, his legs shaking, finally with a few labored seconds he was standing.
Never again will he let Ivan do that to him. At least not so rough. He scowled.
Yao walked ever so slowly due to the pain in his backside, he found himself facing the closed door. He placed his hands on it, and turned it, but stopped. The door was locked.
Worth a try. Yao thought, as his only exit was locked.
With nothing else to try, the teen somewhat 'hobbled' to the bathroom. He felt gross, dried semen still in his behind. Yao decided it would be an extremely good idea to take a shower, maybe to brighten his mood, because having such things in your ass is far from pleasant.
From the start, Yao was naked, and didn't have to take anything off. He stepped into the shower, it was well stocked with shampoo and soap. Yao sighed as he stepped out, noticing that he forgot a towel. He walked out and found a door that he noticed earlier, his small hands gripped the handle, then turned it. This time it turned, and opened up to a little closet.
It was full of towels, and other bathroom linens, along with bedsheets. He picked out a red towel, then walked back into the shower. He stood and stared quizzically at the knobs. Yao turned the hot water one on, and slowly added a bit of cold. His feet were greated by the slightly hot water, it was a bittersweet feeling. The hot water sort of feeling well- hot, but then again, his feet were freezing, so it warmed him up a bit.
He pulled out the big crystal knob in the middle, and with a few sputtering sounds, a shower of delightful hot water covered Yao's bruised body. He let out a contented sigh, and stood in the water letting it wash over him. After a good few minutes of doing so, Yao picked up some soap, his first priority was to get the offending semen out from his behind. Lathering his hands up with soap, he tried to get as much out as he could. He felt sort of dirty sticking fingers up his butt, but it had to get out- now!
Finally, the task was completed to its furthest extent. Yao proceeded to wash himself, carefully, as developing bruises caused much pain. Every time he would run his fingers over one, he would breathe in sharply, so he tried to be as gentle as possible. His next lengthy task, washing his hair.
Yao squirted the sweet-smelling shampoo on his hand, and lathered his long hair. He got about halfway down his mane, until he had to add more shampoo. Soon his hair was saturated with the shampoo, then he rinsed. This task, taking longer than one would think.
The hot water started decreasing its intensity, and Yao decided it was time to get out. Turning off the water, he grabbed the red towel, and covered his damp body with it. The towel was rather big, and draped over Yao's small frame.
After Yao was done drying, he found his school uniform; that was tossed haphazardly around the room. He picked them up, and put them on. He felt odd, there was no point in being in his school uniform if he was just lounging around in Ivan's room.
He took them off, and folded them, then put them down neatly on the bed. Yao went off in one of Ivan's drawers looking for a shirt, which he eventually did. He found a ragged looking white T-Shirt, that looked very unused. He pondered a bit if he should wear it, but then came to the conclusion, that Ivan wouldn't mind- hopefully.
Yao pulled the overly large shirt over his head, and looked at himself in the mirror. The shirt reached past his hips, and went down to his knees. The sleeves went down below his elbows. Ivan was really a hulking giant compared to him.
After putting it on, he walked towards the mini fridge; hopefully Ivan had some good food...To Yao's surprise, there was an assortment of vegetables that could be eaten raw, some fruits, and even some yogurt. Yao would eat some carrots, and maybe an apple, but he wouldn't touch the yogurt. He was lactose-intolerant, and dreaded what would happen if he did.
Yao picked up an apple, and washed it in the bathroom sink. He sat on the bed, and proceeded to eat it. He bit into its' crunchy flesh, and chewed thoughtfully. It wasn't so bad here... He didn't know how long he could last in isolation, but it wasn't so bad right now. Yao laid back on the pillow, and glanced nonchalantly at the clock, 2:30.
...2:30?
He had slept that long?
Guess last night really wore me out. Yao sighed, and took another bite, Ivan would be coming home from school soon. He was almost excited to have company, he was getting rather lonely- fast, in such a desolate room. Yao ravaged another bite of the apple, and closed his eyes, he was a little afraid of what Ivan.
Maybe he would be mad that he used a towel and his shirt without permission...?
He quickly finished his apple, and threw the core in a wastebasket. Yao got up, and looked in the closet, he would put new bedsheets on the bed, the unpleasant smell, still there.
Yao stripped the white sheets, and pillowcases, then placed them in a pile on the floor. Apparently, the only color of bedsheets Ivan had was white. So, he picked out another set of white bedsheets, and began to make the bed. Sadly, it's much quicker to strip the bed, than make it.
He couldn't go very fast either, the pain still lingering. He smoothed out the first layer of sheets, and picked up the second, but as he was putting it on, a click came from the door. Ivan emerged from the other side, and set his backpack down on the floor.
"Good afternoon, Yao~" he greeted him cheerfully, and closed the door behind him.
"Good afternoon," he replied, and finished putting the second sheet on the bed.
Ivan walked in and looked at what Yao was doing.
"Why are you changing the sheets?"
"There's cum on them. It's doesn't smell very good either."
Their words were exchanged with feigning politeness, masking their true feelings.
"Oh, well thank you. I would have done it myself though."
"It's okay...I had nothing else to do." Yao said while putting the pillowcase on the pillow.
"I see you're in my shirt..."
"Y-Yeah...I hope you don't mind. I took a shower too. My school uniform didn't feel very comfortable, or practical for that matter..."
Ivan smiled, sat on the bed, and pulled Yao into his lap.
"It's perfectly fine. You look nice in my clothes, cute." Ivan ghosted his fingers up his sides, his touches still strongly felt, even through the material of the shirt.
Yao felt himself blushing, as much as he got complimented, he still couldn't help but feel flattered by each one.
"Thank you."
Ivan ran his fingers through the drying hair. Yao hadn't bothered to look for his stray hair tie, and it was probably jumbled up in the sheets...
"Your hair is nice..."
"Thank you."
Ivan cupped Yao's face a bit roughly, he made Yao face him. He moved his lips towards Yao's. Yao couldn't back away, as Ivan's grip was very tight. The kiss wasn't as rough as last night, but it wasn't gentle. Ivan forced entranced with his tongue, and roughly played with Yao's.
To Yao's dismay, Ivan had quite a pair of lungs, and could hold his breath longer than him. His lungs began to ache slightly, but there was nothing he could do.
Finally, Ivan broke the kiss. Yao panted heavily.
"...When can I go back to school...?"
Ivan laughed at this, "Never~ You'll stay here with me. Like a housewife, da?"
"N-Never?" Yao squeaked.
"Da, never. You'll stay with me forever, Yao." he giggled, "I love you~"
Yao's eyes were wide at the news. He thought Ivan would just let him go, after threatening him not to tell or something. How wrong he was. Yao almost smirked at how Ivan thought just saying, 'I love you', would make everything better, and Yao would forgive him. Boy, was Ivan wrong on that.
"Now, let's cuddle and nap. I'm tired from the people at school...so mean."
Yao sighed, and let himself be held by his captor. He ran his fingers through Ivan's hair soothingly. Maybe he'll enjoy it here, or kiss up to him, and then ask to leave.
Yao had always wanted a good devoted boyfriend, but he never thought he would get one in a way like this.
Oh Ivan, so possessive. I think Yao would look absolutely adorable in Ivan's clothes...don't you?
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