Still non-consensual material.
Chapter 2
Cross' eyes fluttered open. He was feeling cold and his body was hurting. He let out a small groan as he shifted and pain flared up in his backside. This was a good start. He managed to get up into a sitting position and looked around for his clothes. He found them torn into pieces not far from the bed. There was no use in trying to put them on. They wouldn't cover his bruised body at all. Looking around he saw a closet. Figuring it had to have something he could wear he carefully got up on his feet, but as he tried to take a step his legs gave out under him. He fell to the floor, hitting his elbow in the process. He hissed and just laid there, naked and holding his elbow. He felt disgusting. There was no way for him to clean himself of the previous day's activities. There were no source of water in there. As the pain in his elbow subsided he crawled over to the closet and got up with the help of the door.
"Fuck…" He mumbled and closed his eyes momentarily. His legs could barely hold his weight while he was simply standing. He opened the closet and looked inside. There was several different pieces of clothing, but he realized that he probably couldn't put on pants with his legs like this and he didn't want to when he still hadn't washed himself. So he settled for a robe he found in the deepest corner of the closet.
He had been resting on the bed for about two hours when he was starting to get hungry. He'd already tried to open the door or find some other way out. His magic wasn't working and no one had opened the door since he woke up. There wasn't much in the room either. The bed where he currently was resting, the closet and of course a desk. There was also an empty bookshelf standing against the far off wall. There wasn't anything to do and his chest was feeling uncomfortably warm, just like when the earl had… He shook his head, not wanting to think about it. He rubbed his chest lightly. His stomach was making growling noises. When did he last eat? Honestly he had no idea what day it even was. How had he been captured? How long was he out before the events of last night? If it even was night then. He wasn't sure. The room had no windows, so he couldn't tell that way. Noise was heard coming from the door. Cross frowned and glanced over. The door opened and the earl stepped inside, carrying a tray of food. He couldn't help but wonder why the noah wanted to keep him alive. Wouldn't it be better if he just killed him? The earl in his human form smiled as he walked over and set the tray down.
"Are you hungry, Marian? He asked as his eyes traveled down Cross' body. The redhead felt incredibly happy that he was wearing that robe now. He was just about to tell the other to fuck off when his stomach decided to make noises.
"…A bit…" He mumbled and slowly sat up. The robe parted slightly, showing off one of his thighs. The earl licked his lips, but Cross pretended he didn't see.
"And you want to eat the food I brought, correct?" The noah continued. Cross gave him a suspicious look. He didn't like where this was going.
"If it's not poisoned then yes." He said cautiously. The earl's smiled grew bigger and he unzipped his pants, pulling out his half erect slab of meat.
"Then suck. You're not getting any food before you do and if you don't swallow it all you'll go without food as well."
"You have got to be kidding me. I'm not doing it." Cross said and folded his arms.
"Then you're not getting any food." Earl said. Cross' stomach chose that exact time to make noise again. He frowned. He didn't want to touch that disgusting thing, but he realized he also needed to eat. Otherwise he'd never get out of there. Not eating meant getting weaker because of hunger.
He reached out with a shaking hand and gently poked at the other's dick. It twitched. His frown deepened. He had to do this. Swallowing his pride he carefully wrapped his fingers around it and began to stroke it. He didn't dare look the earl in the face. He didn't want to see his expression. He worked as quickly as he could, soon getting the other into a fully erect state. Cross felt a hand on his head and his face was pulled closer. The earl's dick was now poking against his lips, which he kept firmly shut.
"Open up beautiful. You don't want to go hungry all day, do you?" The earl growled and pushed against his lips. Cross stull refused to open his mouth. Was it really worth it? He was sure he could take that knife and stick it in the earl as a distraction and make his escape. A hard pull on his hair interrupted his thoughts and he let out a small yelp of pain. The earl too the chance and pushed his length into Cross' mouth and down his throat. He felt like he was going to choke. He lifted his hands and tried to push the earl away, but his resisting seemed to have no effect at all. The earl pulled out a bit and then rammed himself back in. He began to fuck Cross' mouth. The redhead clawed at the other, struggling to breathe. Tears welled up in his eyes. He was going to choke to death! The earl grinned. He was holding Cross in place and he enjoyed seeing the General so helpless.
"Don't worry love. You'll soon get your reward." He said. Cross hated this. He hated the taste, the feeling and the experience itself. He'd never been on the receiving end of this. He couldn't understand why some women would do it of their own free will. The earl's movements came to a halt and he pushed himself as far down Cross' throat as he could. Cross panicked.
"Drink it all." The earl grinned and soon unloaded down the redhead's throat. Cross gagged, but swallowed as much as he could just so that he wouldn't choke on it. The taste was so horrible! Adam waited until there was nothing left until he pulled out his spent dick of the other's mouth. Cross coughed and nearly threw up. He felt that hand on top of his head again, but this time it was gently petting him.
"Now you can eat. You've earned it, pet." Earl moved the tray over to Cross. Removing his hand from his hair he carefully cut the food for him and hold out the fork. Cross just stared at the fork.
"Open your mouth sweetie." The earl purred. Cross parted his trembling lips and allowed the earl to feed him.
