Let me just say that I did not plan for the molestation chapter to go on for so long, but oh well. Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate them! So here we have the second chapter! Hope you like it!
Footnotes at the top! Walter is a god when he is in his own dimension, so that's why he'll be called a god throughout this story. The whole story is taking place in Walter's dimension!
Henry frantically ran down the walk way to the cells in the water prison. His muscles ached from the constant battle. The scratches from the decaying dogs lightly bled as he gripped the wall to keep his balance. The gun was held numbly in his fingers as he warily looked around for different abominations to attack him. It only had one bullet left but it was the only weapon he had. He couldn't tell you how much he hated this place, but he had to find Eileen! He had just stopped to fight some of those monsters for a second then he turned around and she was gone. Eileen wasn't in her right mind, not to mention with the injuries from before she was just asking to get hurt.
Henry might have not been the most outgoing person in the world but he still had a heart. He felt it was his job to look after her. Eileen didn't ask to be pulled into this dimension. He didn't either for that matter. The blond could see the cells coming into view. He hoped that his neighbor would be there. He didn't know how much longer he could keep up this pace. He walked by each rusted cell ignoring the monsters inside. Henry didn't have any interest in fighting the decaying life like corpses unless he absolutely had to.
Suddenly a pink shirt in one of the cells caught his eye. That looks like Eileen's shirt, but that couldn't have been. Despite the feeling of fear that rose up in him the stoic man walked into the cell. There didn't seem to be anything strange. It had a cut up monster like all the other cells, but something looked familiar about this one.
Blonde hair and the blood looked fresh not decayed. Then it hit him. He had found Eileen. Henry swallowed the bile that was forcing its way up his throat. It didn't look like Eileen anymore. Now she was a pile of meat and blood. Her skin was lightly draped over the body like a see through blanket. Henry wanted to cry, but he didn't. Eileen didn't deserve this, she was innocent. Somewhere in the back of his mind Henry registered the calm sounds of footsteps behind him but he was in to much of a shock staring at his dead friend.
The stoic man felt two arms suddenly turn him around. Henry let out a gasp as he came face to face with Walter. The murderer gave him a small smile, Henry seethed as the shock wore of and he rigidly fired his gun at the god. A loud bang resounded through he room .
"Really Henry, you know that I won't let that work. It's almost as if you want me gone." The murderer calmly said in mock hurt. The gun wound through Walter's face had already healed. The god smirked as Henry tried to hit him with the empty gun. He easily caught the stoic man's hand and disarmed him. The weapon was thrown across the room. Right next to Eileen's corpse.
Henry could feel himself began to panic as Walter forced him against the rusted wall across from Eileen. The murderer's body was pressed fimly against him. The apartment 302 tenant began to struggle as his heart sped up, trying to dislodge the murderer's grip. Walter didn't seem to care as held tightly onto his receiver of wisdom. Henry could feel his multiple barely healed wounds opening up from the god's ministrations.
"Walter…. stop …." The room 302 tenant grunted out in pain as he felt the blood run down his sides.
"Ah, but precious, I have a surprise for you." Walter spoke as he pulled out his knife. If possible Henry's heart sped up even more but his body stiffened. There was no doubt in his mind that Walter was going to kill him. The murderer calmly began to run the knife teasingly up the stoic blonde's shirt. Then he slowly took the tip of the knife under the button of Henry's work shirt and smirked as he popped off the button. Henry let out a gasp as he heard the button hitting the ground. His worst fears coming to life, Walter wasn't going to give him a quick death. The murder licked his lips as he gave all of the other buttons the same treatment while still holding his receiver of wisdom with his other hand. Walter let out a chuckle as he put his knife up back in his blue coat and ripped the work shirt and wife beater off of his precious with his hand.
The room 302 tenant let out a squeak as his shirts were ruthlessly torn off him. His eyes widened in confusion at what was happening. His body hardened as the cool air hit him. Henry couldn't suppress a shiver that went through him. What was Walter planning now?
The god looked appreciatively at his capture. The receiver of wisdom's strong form and the way his eyes lit up in fear. Still using one hand Walter slowly bent down and began to lick the blood from Henry's wounds in Henry's stomach. He used his free hand to gently run down his captive's sides while he continued to suck on the wounds. Henry's mind stopped in confusion at what Walter was doing. His body shivered as he felt the murderer's tongue dance lightly over his bloodied flesh. Suddenly he felt his body suddenly fall down to the floor. It was like his mind and his body disconnected. He could still feel his body but it wouldn't respond to his mind's commands.
"Sorry Henry, but I think it would be best to let you down. There is something I want to show you." The murder cooed as he wiped off some of the blood that was dribbling down his mouth. The victim watched this in sick fascination. Walter's scraggly dirty blond hair hung over his face and he hooked his fingers under the waist line of Henry's jeans and easily pulled them off.
The receiver of wisdom's eyes widened as his mind desperately screamed in horror. No. He didn't want this! Walter was going to rape him! No! No! No!
"Watch me Henry." The murderer commanded as he engulfed the room 302 tenant's limp member. He wanted to fight. To scream. Anything! But the only sound that came out was a strangled whimper. He tried to do anything in his power not to become aroused. He thought of Eileen who was right across from him in that bloody mess. He tried to think about all the monsters he had fought. He tried to think how this was Walter! But Walter had a talented mouth and Henry's virgin body relished in that fact.
Spikes of pleasure were sent up his spine as Walter ran his tongue down the underside of his receiver of wisdom's organ. Henry began to pant in shame as Walter started to deep throat him. The murderer was furious in his ministrations. His hands ran scratches down his precious's legs. Henry tried, god knows he tried to not cum. But trying wasn't enough as he exploded in the murderer's mouth. He was just so tired of fighting.
Walter began to drink the receiver of wisdom's seed, licking the parts that he missed. The god bit into the inside of Henry's thigh, before coming up and slamming their lips together. Walter easily pushed his tongue through the receiver of wisdom's nonresponsive lips. The stoic man mentally cringed as he tasted himself.
"Precious Henry, you taste sweet." The murderer darkly purred as he moved right next to Henry's neck as bit into the introverted man's shoulder. He couldn't take this! Finally his mind seemed to spare him and let him fade into darkness.
Walter smirked at his catch. He easily stood up and picked up Mother's gift. It seemed like it was time to be welcomed home in open arms. A couple more times like that and the murderer knew that the shy man would be begging for him.
Well that's the second chapter...I think I could have played the emotions better but (sigh) that's life. Please review! I do in a way feel sorry for Henry but not enough to keep him from being molested. Lol.