Library chapter 2
"No. NO! Stop! Stop it! Please! Szayel panted frantically through short panicked breaths. tears rolling down his attacker however, was enjoying every minute of what was Szayel's torture. "STOP IT!"
He woke up. "It was only a dream" he said to himself. "More like a nightmare" . And just as he was about to go back to sleep, he noticed something. This wasn't his room. And why was he naked. He looked next to him and saw someone he somehow expected. " "Nnoitra?" A look of shock and horror came over had this happened? How did it happen? Szayel wanted so badly to know. Unfortunately, no answer would be available until later on." Maybe the mirror was just a dream. But what about..." Maybe what happened wasn't a dream. But what was even scarier was that fact that this was his first time with anyone. Szayel had made a promise to himself that Aarroneiro would be his first. But it was too late now. Maybe he would keep this to himself. But knowing Nnoitra, it wouldn't be a secret much longer.
Szayel got up so cautiously as not to wake up Nnoitra, and went to take a shower. "I'm sorry Aarroneiro. I'm so sorry." This thought kept running through his head as tears ran down his face. "It's not your fault." A familiar voice filled the small room. "Who's there?" Szayel muttered out through tears. Then he remembered, Aarroneiro was Nnoitra's roommate. "Aarroneiro? is that you?" Szayel murmured, a little louder this time. "Yeah. There's no need to cry, you're alright now." He walked closer to the shower. :May i join you?" He the dark haired male asked calmly. "Yes" the other answered so assuringly. Aarroneirro stepped into the shower. He came closer to the pink haired male until he was in a close enough range. He started to caress him gently. Whispering and kissing him ever so softly. Szayel had never felt as safe as he would now. He felt as if his heart would burst with every kiss and touch from his lover. "Aarroneiro, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me" Szayel said sadly, with almost a whimper in his voice. "it's not your fault Szayel. I'll always love you." "I love you too Aarroneiro." A small grin came across Szayel's face as Aarroneiro came closer. "hey, could you do me a little favor?" The dark haired male whispered to his seemingly hypnotized lover. "Yes what is it?" "Could you, maybe, do it with me?" " What?" Szayel said, his blood running cold.
"Yeah. Come on, I'll be gentle. Just let me." Szayel couldn't believe what he was hearing. After what happened to him and all Aarroneiro could think about was sex? It wasn't going to happen. "N..no . Y..you disgusting perv what the hell is wrong with you!" Szayel managed to stutter out. "Aw come on babe. Don't be like that. You know you've always wanted to." Szayel, feeling more uncomfortable than ever started to struggle.
"GET AWAY FROM ME DAMMIT!" He screamed. "I SAID NO AND I MEAN I NOW STOP!" Aarroneiro just paused and looked at him. Then swiftly, he pushed the shorter male backwards, causing him to trip over the rim of the shower. Szayel hit his head hard on the cold linoleum floor, causing him to bleed. Aarroneiro crouched down towards him, yanking his head up by his hair. "Did I ask whether or not you wanted to?" Szayel looked at him pitifully. "Don't you dare fucking cry. And if you scream I'll murder you."
"Please.. No...please." Szayel whimpered, tears rolling down his face. "then don't speak." Aaroneiro said very calmly. "Why? Why would he do this to me? This isn't like him. Why..." The pink haired male thought as he passed out and bled on the cold floor...
To be continued...