Author's Note:

Well hello to you all. :) Thank you to everyone who's supporting this story, it makes me really happy! :)

I hear that the admins of this site are being picky with lemons andd rated MA stories, and this chapter is just that. So if this chapter is deleted, I guess I'll put on deviantArt (if that's allowed... I don't think so though) so maybe I'll put it on tumblr, or I'll make a blog or something, I don't know what I'll do.

So other then all this... enjoy this chapter! :)

Chapter 2

Amon tasted the bowl of soup. It tasted fine to him, but it was missing something...

He took a vial from his pocket. He poured what was in it into the soup. He couldn't help but smile proudly. It's the kind of drug that makes you... hungry for more. This would drastically change the outcome of what he plans to do.

Bolin watched as Mako walked over to him. Mako waved, smiling happily like he used to when they were kids. Bolin waved back, surprised. Mako never looked that happy before. He ran towards Mako. "Mako! Bro, I had the craziest dream where you and Korra kissed and Amon showed up and kidnapped me and-" Mako took no notice of Bolin and walked right past him. "Mako?"

His brother was waving again, and this time Korra waved back. Bolin watched as they ran up to each other and embraced. Korra brought up her head and lightly kissed Mako on the lips. Bolin's jaw dropped. Mako and Korra both took a glance at Bolin before leaving, leaving him alone.

"Mako? Korra?" Their names fell from Bolin's mouth. He could just stare after them, salty water threatening to escape through his eyes.

"You're brother feels nothing for you."

"AAAHHH!"

Bolin jolted upwards into a sitting position, breathing heavily. His face felt wet, was it from tears or sweat Bolin wasn't so sure. His body was shaking and he clenched his fist. It was a dream, just a dream!

"Are you okay?"

"AAHH!" Bolin fell, landing on his back and into the soft mattress. Amon pulled him back up and onto his feet. Bolin then realized that he was no longer tied to the bed, instead there were metal handcuffs that chained his hands tightly together placed behind his back. There were also around his ankles, but he could move them a bit more freely, enough room to take tiny baby steps, but not enough room to do an Earth-Bending move. Amon guided him to one of the two wooden chairs in front of the small table, where food was placed. Amon made Bolin sit down and then sat himself down on the other side of the table.

There was a moment of silence. Bolin felt a little awkward, unsure how to act and what to do. This man, Amon, Noatak, whatever his name was, kidnapped him. This man wants Bolin to join him. This man kissed him, his first kiss! He was a mean person, but he was acting strangely gentle at the end of their last encounter. How does Bolin treat a guy like that?

Amon put his elbows on the table and held his hands together, watching Bolin. Bolin looked away and shifted uncomfortably in his chair, the restraints on him making it hard to move.

"Well Earth-Bender, you won't try to Metal-Bend your cuffs and try to escape?"

"I can't Metal-Bend," Bolin replied, "And if I escape, you'll catch and hurt me, won't you?"

"There's some truth to that." Amon agreed. He pushed the bowl of soup towards Bolin. "Well, you may eat."

"My hands are behind my back..."

"So eat it like your little fire ferret would, just dig in."

Bolin looked at the soup. It did smell good and it didn't look poisoned or anything, so Bolin took a tentative lick. He gasped. "This is actually, pretty good!"

And with that he dug right in, slurping up the soup and gulping it down. Amon chuckled. "Huh? What's so funny?"

"Your fear disappeared because of the food I served. I find that interesting, and the fact you eat like an uncivilized person."

"Well sorry about that." Bolin muttered. Amon stood up and walked over to Bolin. He grabbed a napkin from the table.

"You have a little something on your face." His low voice stirred his ear. The napkin softly touched Bolin's cheek, and Amon carefully wiped off the leftover soup. Bolin didn't dare move. He was doing it again! He's acting so nice to him, that it scares him!

What scared him more, was as soon as Amon touched Bolin's face something in his pants moved. Bolin felt himself turn red as realized what exactly it was. Oh, what the hell is happening to me?

"You seem scared, something troubling you?" Amon asked. He didn't seem to notice Bolin's problem.

"What are you doing?" Bolin whispered, "You're creeping me out, acting all nice and weird, you aren't supposed to be like that! And why did you bring me here? I should be back with Mako and Korra! You better just bring me back or else they'll come and find me and kick your butt, just like they did in Republic City!"

"They won't come for you." Amon said in an ominous voice, "Why would they? They have each other, they don't need you as their third wheel. You have no purpose being with them."

"Liar!" Bolin said, "They care for me! They do!"

"Then they would've found you by now! Or better yet, they would've prevented your capture in the first place! Mako chose hate girl over you! Mako hates you! He doesn't care, he only needs you to earn money and for those Pro-Bending matched. You're just being used."

Amon's hands were cupping Bolin's face, forcing him to face him. Bolin trembled, trying to un-hear what he just heard. His body started feeling a little numb. "Just please, let me go, Mako, Mako will worry..." Bolin pleaded weakly.

Amon looked thoughtful, "How about a deal?"

"A deal?" Bolin repeated, not liking the idea.

"If you spend the night with me, then I will promise you freedom."

"Huh? But, what would, what would we do?" Bolin felt dread take over his mind as he knew exactly what would happen. Amon just gave him a small smile.

"You can guess what would happen, can't you? It's either that, or you can just say no to this opportunity and stay locked up in here for who knows how long. It's your choice, Bolin."

Bolin felt queasy. As much as he'd love to leave and never see Amon again, to spend the whole night with that man, what would Mako think? But, would Mako care? He's too busy with Korra now, and Bolin isn't sure if Mako is even looking for him, if he even cares anymore. But Bolin can't handle the stress Amon gives him, he'd rather be back with Mako then this, even if it means sleeping with Amon, besides, if he said no, he'll be locked up here forever...

"D-Deal." Bolin stuttered, his voice barely a sound. "I'll do it, but just for the night, right?"

"Of course my child, and then after that I promise you, you will be free." Amon's voice suddenly rose to a more fiendish tone. He picked up Bolin and threw him onto the bed. He climbed on top of him and asked, "Now, I'm going to take off your cuffs, If you make any moves, then I will punish you severely, is that understood?"

Bolin nodded, unable to speak. He was scared, he didn't know what was going to happen, what will come. Bolin just shut his eyes, praying for strength. He felt himself turn and felt the cuffs on his wrists loosen and fall off. Then his ankles were released. Amon was chortling, and put a finger close to Bolin's eyes. He dragged open an eyelid so Bolin could see his face, sneering at him.

"Now then, don't close those pretty eyes of yours, I want to see you and your reactions."

Bolin blinked open his eyes. Amon was caressing his cheek again, his eyes suddenly growing wider with lust. He kissed Bolin like a mother would on the cheek. "Now, just relax, I promise not to hurt you, much."

Amon pressed his lips against Bolin, a forceful movement. Their tongues collided and Bolin struggled to breathe as the older man roughly took the lead. Amon's kiss was rough, the way he forced himself into Bolin's mouth and how his tongue was rubbing against his own. Bolin liked the way he liked the way it felt. How Amon skillfully ran his tongue across the insides of his mouth, it was a pleasant feeling...No! I can't, this is Amon! This is wrong!

Amon began working on his neck, sucking hardly making Bolin squeal. The 'thing' in Bolin's pants stirred. He felt himself warm up and redden. Amon noticed it too and gave the boy a smile. "Don't worry, we'll fix that soon enough."

Amon continued kissing and nipping Bolin lower and lower until he reached the base of his neck. Bolin caught his breath as Amon slid a cold hand under his shirt. Amon explored Bolin's upper body, starting with his stomach. His cool fingers slid on his abs, making Bolin squirm. They traveled upwards until one of them struck a nipple. Bolin gasped in pleasure, and then brought his hands to cover his mouth. He couldn't let Amon hear how much he liked this, it'll only encourage him, and he isn't even supposed to like this in first place! Amon brought his head to Bolin's hand and gently grasped his wrist with his teeth. Bolin eyed the Water-Bender. What's he doing?

He dragged one hand from Bolin's mouth, then the other. He licked Bolin's cheek, making him shudder. "I want to hear your voice." He said in a deep voice. He took off his shirt, showing off his smooth, flawless skin. Bolin felt himself grow a little harder. How could his voice and body be such a turn-on?

Amon resumed playing with Bolin's nipples. He tore off Bolin's shirt so he could have easier access. With the shirt was gone Amon stacked with his mouth, sucking on one nipple while his fingers teased the other one. Bolin, forbidden from covering his mouth, was gasping and squeaking and moaning. He clutched the blanket below him and bit his lip. Bolin tried to say something, to resist Amon, but through all the great feelings he was receiving his words came out as a jumbled mess.

Amon slowly stopped with the nipples and began getting lower. When his hand arrived near his hard crotch area, Bolin panicked, suddenly afraid. He got up and squeezed Amon's shoulder. "Wait!" Bolin cried, making Amon growl impatiently. "I... I don't know if I can do this. We shouldn't!"

Amon put a hand in Bolin's hair and ruffled it. "Relax, this will be the best experience of your life. It'll be better than the times with your brother, better than the times with Korra. I'll make you forget those traitorous scums!"

Bolin wanted to protest, but it was too late. A quick peck on the lips and his hand moved from his hair to directly on his hardened member. Bolin practically screamed and instinctively grabbed Amon in the process. Bolin blushed and looked away, letting go of Amon, but grabbed him back and held him close, his quiet laughter in Bolin's ear. He stroked him, testing Bolin. Bolin whimpered like crazy, his brain getting fuzzy and disorientated. This is so wrong, but it feels so right!

When Amon slid his hand under Bolin's pants and underwear his mind went blank. The only thing he could think of was the feeling of pleasure. The way Amon's fingers felt every part of him, then started pumping him as if it were the thing he trained for the most made Bolin feel fantastic. "Amon!" Bolin moaned as he felt something wet seep out of his penis. Precum was forming on the tip. Bolin couldn't even look, he turned his head and let out another cry of pleasure.

Amon licked his lips and licked the side of his penis. Bolin screamed again, the sensation explosive. In a swift motion, Amon completely took the entire thing in his mouth and sucked hard. Bolin clung to Amon for dear life because if he didn't he'd felt like he would die. Bolin never felt this good before, the feeling was unlike any other. He wanted more, he needed more. He kept panting, trying to catch a breather after his constant screams. He felt like his dick would explode any moment, and he needed Amon to release it.

Just when Bolin felt the rush of release, Amon just stopped. Bolin stared at him, his green eyes ablaze with anger. "Why'd you stop?"

"You want more? I thought you hated me, that you didn't want this. You'd rather be back with your friends. You'd have a better time with them, better then what I can give you. This is all I'll you get. I don't want to force you." Amon sat up and wiped away the white globs from his mouth. Bolin just gaped at him. Here was Bolin, having a spectacular experience, and Amon just stopped. What the hell? He can't just do that!

Amon stood up from the bed. He took his shirt which had fallen off and looked at Bolin. "Well? Don't you want to leave?"

Yes I do! But we have to finish this! I feel like I'll die if you don't!

"I... I... can't. Not until... we finish this." Bolin felt a part of his resent what he just said, that scolded him for being selfish. He could hear Mako's voice now, "You can't sleep with him, he's our enemy! And you're way too young to be sleeping around with people anyways! Especially someone like him!"

Well you know what? Bolin pouted, imagining himself answering back to Mako. You'd probably do this kind of stuff with Korra anyways. Why can't I do this? You didn't even try to rescue me! You're probably busy, checking out Korra and having her to yourself! I don't need that.

Amon smirked and was again on top of Bolin. "Are you sure? Because I won't hold back anymore."

"Positive, please, just finish!" Bolin begged. He had to know how the end feels like, how much more he can take. Most of all, he needed to release himself soon.

"As you wish, little Earth-Bender." Amon's fingers were going down below the area of his penis. Bolin shivered, wondering what Amon was going to do.

It didn't take long to find out. A finger found itself inside of Bolin. Bolin felt himself jump a bit from the sudden entry, it was a little painful, but not too uncomfortable. Amon lulled him back, letting him lie down. "I've already told you to relax."

Another finger joined in, and they both stretched Bolin. His icy fingers in my warm ass was just so blissful, it was the best feeling in the world. Then he hit something inside of him. It was just for a moment, but Bolin felt it echo through his body. He shrieked in satisfaction, his entire body quivering as Amon brushed it again. Bolin's vision smudged as he tried to regain focus, trying to see Amon's face. He was smirking, no surprise there, and he seemed pleased with what he had caused.

"How did you do that?" Bolin managed to say after a moment. Amon snickered.

"You truly are an innocent child. I'll have to fix that."

He dug three fingers now, all moving, stretching and striking the pleasure spot over and over, making Bolin yelp and squeal until all he can see is stars and his vocabulary is reduced to nothing but un-comprehendible sound.

Amon gradually took out his fingers. He put them right on Bolin's lips and smiled. "How about you do some work?"

Bolin looked at Amon hesitantly, and then took the fingers into his mouth. They lost their cool touch; it was warmer now as Bolin suckled on them. Amon grunted, his face scrunched up. Bolin felt a ripple of surprise, did he just pleasure Amon?

Amon pulled his fingers from Bolin's mouth, which were now covered in saliva. He kissed Bolin forcefully on the lips before saying. "This may hurt."

"What do you- AAAHHH!"

Amon's blunt head plowed into Bolin. Bolin gasped, accidently covering his mouth in amazement. Amon grabbed his hand and pinned it down. "I said to let me hear your voice!"

Bolin felt himself tighten around Amon. It felt so hot, so tight, a little painful, and very still. Amon can't just sit there, he had to move!

"Amon! Move, please!"

Amon chuckled darkly, "Of course I will."

True to his word, Amon thrust forward. He wasn't taking his time, he wasn't going to, he just got right into it, making a rhythm for himself. Bolin was now fully intoxicated with Amon, no longer caring where he was, what he was doing, who he was with. It just felt so right, Amon inside of him. He hasn't felt this good in a long time.

"Amon Amon please more! It's so good!"

He grumbled something in reply and kept thrusting. Then it made contact. Amon's blunt head hit the sweet spot inside Bolin.

"OH SPIRITS!"Bolin screeched, unable to control himself anymore as his head flung back. " Amon! Again! Hit it again, again please! Amon!"

So Amon did, over and over he struck that spot until Bolin just couldn't take it anymore. Bolin let out a delighted shriek before cumming all over himself. It splattered on both Amon and his chests.

Amon groaned before Bolin felt a liquid substance splashing around inside of him. Amon collapsed onto Bolin. He pulled himself out and kissed him on the lips again, a hot and heavy make out session which included Bolin's fingers grabbing Amon's hair and Amon hugging Bolin near the waist area. They both just laid there for a moment, trying to catch their breath. Amon was the first to speak.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes." Bolin said tiredly, "It was great, it was just wonderful."

Amon took Bolin's hand and kissed it gently. "That doesn't have to be the only time. There's so much more we can do, and not just sex. I could teach you what I know about bending, chi-blocking, I could even teach you to Metal-Bend if you really want to. All you have to do is join me Bolin. Forget about those treacherous friends of yours and just join me."

Bolin looked away, frowning. "I don't know." He replied after a moment. "Mako is still my brother, and he'll worry..."

"He hates you, thinks nothing good of you, he was just waiting for the perfect moment to get rid of you."

"No!" Bolin shook his head. "I know Mako, he does care for me, that's what brothers do, right? They look out for each other!"

Amon sighed. "I thought the same thing to." He admitted, "But I was betrayed. Tarrlok, my brother, tried to kill me. He used an equalist's glove on our boat to try to kill me, but I escaped just in time." Bolin looked at him in astonishment, thinking how someone could do that to their own brother. His cold eyes narrowed. "Do you want Mako to do that to you?"

"He... He isn't like that. Mako is different. He'll come find me, I'm sure of it." Bolin said, but he wasn't confident in what he said. He's just hoping it's true, that he'll find him and save him and they'll go back to the way things was before they met Korra... If that's even possible.

"I see." Amon got up, putting his shirt on. "There's only one option now."

"What are you talking about?" Bolin asked, starting to get up too. Amon pushed him back down. He pushed certain points in Bolin and made him lose feeling in his body. Bolin strained to stay awake, staring at Amon in horror. "You have to be taught about the cruelness of this world." Amon said icily.

"But... you promised you'd free me!" Bolin said, his energy now drained.

"I promised you freedom, but not from this place. Freedom from the invisible chains you brother and your friends placed on you. I will change you for the better, to show you the treachery that you have failed to see. That's the freedom I promised." Amon bended over and picked up to silver cuffs, he then clicked them open. Bolin struggled to move, but it just made him more and more exhausted. He could only watch as Amon approached.

"I'm sorry, but this is the only thing I can do to save you."

Ok, so that's the end of that chapter! Next chapter I'll focus on mind-twisting Bolin more :p Oh no, is there any hope for him?

And just a little side note so we're clear, Amon drugged Bolin with something that makes him feel all horny, so it wouldn't be ike a rape scene. Bolin had to enjoy it so it's easier for Amon to mind-twist him.

All right, until I update, see you later! ;)