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Bad news: My new glasses still aren't in, and the temporary repairs they made on the ones that broke, broke again (luck me)

I'll try to update when I can, but my sister is coming for visit this weekend and as mentioned before, my new glasses still aren't ready yet so I'm still having trouble seeing the screen well.

Important: This is the first lemonish scene I've ever attempted to write, so be warned that it will probably be really awkward.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, if I did, would I be here?

Warning: LEMON and some non-con!


Chapter 7

The car ride back really is long, both figuratively and literally. No words are spoken, only the hum of the engine and the sounds of passing cars break the silence. Allen can tell when they leave the city, the sounds of other traffic dies down, and he can feel the car accelerate as the speed limit increases. The hum of the motor is louder in the tense silence that envelops the vehicle.

Thoughts of what is to come swirl constantly and erratically through Allen's mind. Sheryl mentioned some type of punishment, what will it be, and how bad will it be? And what about this mysterious person named Road who supposedly owns him now? What will become of him? Of Timothy? Will either of them ever be free again, or are they just more victims to this relentless cycle?

So many questions whose answers are about to become clear as the car slows down, and Allen assumes that they have reached their destination. Soon he can see Sheryl and Skin exit the front of the car and one of them makes their way over to open one of the doors to the back to let him out. What greets his eyes is like nothing he could have ever imagined.

He knew just by Sheryl's appearance that he must be fairly successful, but he didn't expect him to be quite this successful. A veritable mansion stands before him, with a drive that extends back as far has he can see. The building itself is made of what appears to be a light tan marble with large picture windows, and various shrubs, bushes, and trees frame its four stories, making it look quite picturesque.

Skin gently grabs his arm and starts dragging him towards the mansion. The inside seems just as grand as the outside, but Allen has little time to take in the details, as Skin doesn't stop in the entryway for Sheryl to deal with Allen. Instead, he travels down one hallway off to the left and after about two right turns later, stops in front of a set of double doors. Pausing for a moment to knock, Skin shifts for a moment as if trying to straighten out his clothes.

The door bursts open and a girl dressed in a common maid outfit steps out. She takes one look at Allen before squealing and tackling him in a hug. Skin releases his hold and instructs the maid, "Master Sheryl would like him clean and presentable for when Mistress Road returns home. I'll leave him in your capable hands. Just remember not to hurt him too much." And with that he turns and leaves Allen alone with the maid still hanging off of his neck.

She is quick to grab his wrist and drag him through the doors, making sure to lock them. The room they are now in is like a rather large sitting area like space with a large comfortable looking couch, a few filled bookcases, and a chair on one corner with a lamp for late night reading. It looks like somewhere Allen wouldn't mind spending some time in, but the maid seems to have other ideas as she leads him down a smaller hallway that divides the room, and stops between two doors.

She leads him through the door on the right, which turns out to be a rather large bathroom. Inside are five maids who stop their respective jobs to turn to see who the new comer is. When they lay eyes on Allen more squealing ensues and this time they bury him as they all come to hug and play with him at the same time. Soon he can't even be fully distinguished as a single entity as they start to fawn over him and play with his ears and tail.

Eventually they manage to strip him of all clothes without his noticing, and move their fangirling mass over to the large in floor tub. There they carefully ease him in and while three of them are still fawning, the other two retreat into a large walk-in closet that occupies a corner of the bathroom. There they sift through all of the soap, shampoo, etc. until they find just what they are looking for.

When they return they waste no time diving back into the fray of cleaning Allen. Allen tries to voice his complaints and tries to request that they please back off and give him some space, that that there are some things he can do on his own, like clean himself! But not matter what he says or does; they don't give him a single chance to wiggle out of their grasps.

Somehow with all of the cuddling and cooing, Allen manages to find himself completely dry and wearing a new set of clothes as the maids have him cornered and pinned down in a chair near a vanity. Though how and when he arrived there is still a mystery. His back is to the mirror as two of the maids are busy playing with his hair and ears while another is attempting to brush out his tail, and the others are attempting to trim his almost short claw length finger and toe nails.

Just the thought of what they are doing to him, let alone all of the touching of all of these women, is enough to put him on edge. And while he does appreciate some more cheerful company than the cloud of doom that is currently Sheryl, this is a bit extreme, even for him. Between not wanting people touching his ears and tail, and having so many women trying to cuddle him, he is more than ready to bolt out of the room, even if he does have to face Sheryl's wrath for it.

As he starts to put the final touches on his escape plan and get into position, he notices someone putting a pair of socks followed by a pair of sneakers on his feet. While this wasn't in his plan, especially since he really hates anything covering his feet if he can help it, he does decide that the extra traction could be of some use.

He tenses, trying to reposition himself for a better launch angle and distance when the door flies open. A teenage girl is standing there looking like Christmas has come in July. Her bright golden eyes lighting up when they see Allen, her cheeks taking on a extra shade of pink under her ashen skin tone, and her bright blue hair even seems to bounce happily as she races to him.

She doesn't say a word as she runs up to him. The maids quickly back off and bow their heads in respect. The girl stops and looks over Allen carefully for a moment before she carefully picks him up and hugs him close. Her cool breath tingles across his neck as she breaths out, "You're mine, Allen Walker. My new doll."

To say that the girl's words spook Allen would be an understatement. He wants to say something back about how he can't be owned by anyone, but there is something in her icy smile that promises excruciating pain for any disobedience or contradiction. That is something that he desperately wishes to avoid, especially if since he doesn't plan on staying there very long.

He feels himself freeze in place despite her taking his wrist and dragging him through the mansion. She babbles on about 'all the fun they are going to have' and how happy she is to have him, but Allen doesn't pay her too much attention. He is too busy trying to not freak out after her underlying threat, and is trying to see if there is anyway at all that he can escape the nightmare he sees heading his way.

….

After his first day at the mansion, life becomes fairly routine for Allen. He wakes up early so that Road can play with him before she heads off to school, then he goes and spends the rest of his day in his small section of rooms and throughout the day someone will leave a meal or snack for him. When Road gets home from school, he is let out of his room and is required to spend as much time with her as she wants, and since she can't seem to get enough of him, they spend quite a bit of time together. After Road is sent off to bed, Allen is returned to his rooms, and after a quick bath, he too is off to bed to do the same thing again the next day.

Though his days do seem to be monotonous, there are always a few things to make life more interesting. For instance, every two to three weeks Lulubell comes by to see how Allen is doing and if he's matured yet or not. She does a physical with each visit, just to make sure that Allen's being properly taken care of and healthy. She does give him some news as to whether or not the Earl has found a new home for him or not, and how the Breeding Program is searching for his possible mate for after he has matured. So far there has been no success with either cause, but she still tells him, all the same, as though she is trying to give him something to look forward to.

The only other times when things aren't monotonous is when Road's uncle comes to visit. Her uncle, Tyki Mikk, is an unusual person to say the least, he travels frequently and always comes back telling her all sorts of tales of his adventures, as well as a souvenir or two for her amusement. He occasionally brings stuff back for Allen as well, figuring that he might want to partake in the occasion as well. However, for Allen, the best part about Tyki coming to visit is not the stuff he brings with him, but the fact that he usually stays for several days and always makes sure to let Allen outside or explore the mansion, anything to make sure that he doesn't have to stay in his room all day while Road is away.

For Allen, Tyki is really the only person he can count as a friend, in his current situation. Sheryl is simply the one who's house Allen is staying in, and a person to be avoided if at all possible. Skin is Allen's bodyguard for whenever he is outside or wanders too close to a door leading outside when he is alone. Then there is Road. Road is unique in that she treats Allen nicely most of the time, but when she gets mad, Allen's mental stability becomes even more unstable, and she has on rare occasion, become violent, but those occasions have all been reprimanded by Lulubell, seeing as Allen is so special and all.

But Tyki is different. He treats Allen, not as a pet or dumb animal, but as someone who has thoughts and feelings and just happens to live with his bother and niece. He inadvertently gives Allen something that he's been longing for since being kidnapped, a sense of being an equal. Not a neko or a Bearer, but a person. And while Allen enjoys this feeling, it only comes around when Tyki lets it be, never before.

This cycle of monotony mixed with a bit of adventure is steady for the next five months. However, all good things eventually meet an end.

….

As usual Allen wakes up early to be ready for Road, still a bit tired from the day before when she had them go hunting for lightning bugs the night before. She had them stay out extra late, just so that she could hold one and collect enough in a jar for her to watch all night after she was supposed to have gone to bed. He had fun at first, but eventually he had gotten tired, wanting to just go inside and sleep, but he had to stay out as long as Road did, simply because she wanted him too.

He sighs as he thinks about everything he'll have to do for her today, and figures that he would much rather stay in bed all day if he could. He feels a little off, sort of like he's coming down with a cold or something, but nothing too bad. He tries to shake it off by standing and stretching a bit, but he finds that that type of actions lead to him feeling nauseous, so he quickly lays back down.

After a few minutes he can feel a fever coming on, and knows that today is going to be a stay in bed type of day. He knows that Road will come looking for him if he doesn't find her soon, but with the way he's feeling, he decides to risk it and stay in bed. He hopes that she'll go easy on him since he's sick, but he isn't going to hold out on that notion.

Sure enough, not five minutes later, Road can be heard making her way through the first door into Allen's rooms. She calls his name in a teasing manner, as though he's purposefully hiding from her for a type of game. When she doesn't get a response, she makes her way into Allen's room, not bothering to knock first.

When she finds Allen still in bed, she tries to be very quiet before pouncing on him, giggling the whole time. "I found you. Come on lazy bones; let's go get some breakfast before I have to leave. If we have some time, I want to play with your hair too. I think it would look cute pinned back a bit." When Allen doesn't respond she throws off his covers and grabs his wrist. "Whoa, you're really hot. Are you sick or something?" She feels his cheeks and forehead for a moment. "I'll go get Daddy, he'll know what to do."

Once she leaves the room, Allen can't help but feel some relief. His fever has escalated in the last few minutes and his limbs are starting to feel like lead when he tries to move them. All he wants is some peace and quiet, and probably some sleep too.

To him, it feels like only mere moments before he hears Road and Sheryl rushing back into his room. Road is asking if he'll be alright, and about what's wrong with him. Sheryl is trying to reassure her that he's sure that everything is alright, just a minor bug or something that she shouldn't worry about. When they enter his room, Allen doesn't even bother to open his eyes to see if they are alone, it's too much effort.

He hears someone kneel on the floor, probably Sheryl, guessing by the sound of rustling suit jacket material. That person puts a hand on Allen's forehead for a moment before taking one of his wrists and feeling for a change in pulse. Next, he gently pulls back one of Allen's eyelids, exposing the dilated pupils, the darkening gray, and unfocused gaze. Allen can practically hear Sheryl's brow furrow for a moment.

He stands up again before speaking to Road, but making sure that Allen can hear too. "It looks like he's sick today, honey. I'm going to go call Doctor Lulubell just to make sure that it's nothing serious. Now come on, breakfast is waiting and you still have to go to school today."

"But can't I stay home to take care of Allen?" Allen can practically see and feel the kicked puppy face she is giving Sheryl. It's a face that Allen knows that he can never hope to stand up to, but he hopes that Sheryl has had practice becoming immune to it.

"I'm sorry, honey, but school comes before pets. Now let's get going. Who knows, after Doctor Lulubell visits, he might be just fine when you get home later today. How does that sound?"

"Ok, but he better be better when I get home."

Sheryl laughs as they leave. "We'll see, Road, we'll see."

….

The morning progresses slowly for Allen. After Road leaves for school and Sheryl for work, he really doesn't feel like moving and his fever just keeps getting worse. He's already left the covers pulled back and has purposefully removed all of his clothes and thrown them to unknown areas of the room except his boxers, but it doesn't seem to help. He rolls onto his stomach, attempting to burry his head under the cool side of the pillow.

He lies there, panting softly with the heat and wishing for the sleep that seems to elude him. Lulubell still hasn't come, so he knows that at least for a little while, he won't be able to have any relief via any sort of medication. But that does give him some encouragement to wait it out until she comes, if only so that he can feel better later.

He is only slightly surprised when he hears his door open, but is surprised when it's not Lulubell's voice that fills the room. "Shouen, I heard you got left alone again. Well don't worry; I'm here to make sure you get out and about for the day." He comes over and gently nudges Allen. "You feeling ok? Wow, you're really hot." He too checks Allen's cheeks and forehead; only he leans closer in case Allen has anything to say. When he doesn't he clears his throat. "No offence, but you're kind of panting like a bitch in heat right now. Need me to get you some water, or something, anything else?"

When he doesn't get a response, he gently shakes Allen, trying to get a response. When Allen finally opens his eyes. "There you are, sleeping it off today? I don't blame you, you look like a mess. Besides, did Road douse you with some type of perfume before she left today? You kind of smell funny, not bad, just off. Now, since no one else is here, I'm going to try my best to take care of you."

With that he leaves Allen for a moment before returning with a glass of water for the ailing neko. He sits on Allen's bed and gently picks up Allen and slides him into his lap, holding his head up and raising the glass to his lips, encouraging him to drink. After the neko has drunk his fill, Tyki sets the glass on the nightstand and continues to hold Allen.

After a few minutes, Tyki's body heat becomes too much for Allen, while feeling him holding him makes his skin dance with delight despite the heat, the heat itself is screaming to be released and to find something to cool him off. He wiggles a bit, trying to give Tyki and obvious hint to what he wants, but the Portuguese man refuses to let go.

Allen looks up at him, a little surprised when Tyki is already looking directly at him, but is surprised even more by Tyki's eyes. His eyes have dilated slightly and they have very strong lustful gaze boring down on Allen. "Tyki, you can let me go now. It's kind of hot for cuddling, don't you think?" When Tyki does nothing but continue to stare at him, Allen tries again. "Tyki let go of me. Please. Let go of me now!"

Tyki's eyes flutter for a second, but he surprises Allen even more when he slowly lowers his head to capture Allen's lips in his own. Allen stops for a second not knowing what to do, and not being in a very good position to pull away as one of Tyki's hands is holding his head in place. Tyki tries to deepen the kiss by rubbing his tongue against Allen's closed lips, asking for entrance. When Allen denies him, he backs off slightly before smashing their mouths together, causing Allen to gasp in surprise, and at the same time, giving Tyki the access he desires.

He takes his time allowing his tongue to swirl around Allen's and to feel every crevice and detail that the neko's mouth has to offer, from the strangely textured tongue to the small fangs. He pulls back slightly, breaking for a moment of air before diving back into the younger's mouth. With Allen still not responding, he tries nipping at his lips and engaging his tongue for a battle of dominance, but the younger refuses to budge or join in the games.

As he tries even more to entice Allen into playing as well, he slowly and carefully slips one of his hands up to play with one of Allen's exposed nipples. The younger involuntarily gasps at the trails left by Tyki's hands, feeling them burn and freeze at the same time. He wants more of those feelings; they help distract him from the heat.

Tyki notices his reaction and takes advantage of this by making a point to use his fingers that are not currently occupied with playing with the younger's nipple to trace random patterns and designs on the surrounding skin. He continues with this even after he has switched to the other nipple, leaving the first one pert and hard. He makes a mental note that the flushed pink of the nipple and the blush on Allen's cheeks match perfectly.

Too soon for his liking both nipples no longer need the attention of his fingers, so he trails them lower, still tracing the random patterns and designs. He mouth lower at the same time, taking his time to find a sensitive spot on Allen's collarbone. He sucks, licks, and gently bites the spot until it signs a deep red and will surely leave a mark for days to come. He gives the spot a few more gentle kisses and licks before continuing further south.

Allen's mind is in a fog as Tyki continues his ministrations. Confused and conflicted about what is happening. All he can really understand is that Tyki is distracting him from the heat, even if it is in a somewhat unconventional way. He almost wants to beg Tyki for more, but when he opens his mouth, he feels Tyki's hands move below the elastic for his boxers.

That one motion snaps everything into perspective for Allen. He doesn't want this. He doesn't want the heat either, but he definitely can't let Tyki do anything else. He pulls together what little strength he has and tries once again to push Tyki away. He tries calling Tyki's name, trying to push at his chest to release him, even trying pulling his hair to move his head back, but Allen just doesn't have the strength for Tyki to notice his resistance.

His attempts become even more desperate as he feels Tyki's hand run over his member. Even more pleasurable sensations join his adrenalin rush and he can feel his cheeks burn with embarrassment. When the hand takes a firmer hold and starts gently stroking him, trying to coax him to the point of release, he can't stop the moan that escapes his mouth.

The older seems to take this as encouragement and soon two hands are working the neko's member, bringing it to full erectness, much to the distain of its owner. It becomes nearly impossible for Allen to stop the moans and mewls of pleasure that try desperately to be heard. He is still trying to get away form Tyki, but what little strength he had before is leaving and his attempts are becoming weaker and weaker. Tears of frustration start to fall, but he does nothing to stop them.

Suddenly, Tyki stands and flips Allen over so that he is on his stomach once again. The neko looks at the older and almost wishes he hadn't. Tyki is busy removing his own pants and boxers, freeing his full erection from its confines. He gives a small smile of relief as the cool air embraces his need, but his quick to go back to his earlier mission, Allen.

Allen watches him come closer again and in his last burst of strength he can muster, rolls himself off the bed just as Tyki makes to grab him. He lands on the floor with a thud and his shoulder protests as it takes the brunt of the impact. Allen pays it no mind as he attempts to crawl his way to the door.

He can't even pull himself onto his knees before Tyki crosses the room to lock the door and returns to grab him from behind. Instead of moving Allen back onto the bed, Tyki pushes him back to the floor, taking care to whisk Allen's boxers off in the process. His mouth latches on to the back of Allen's neck as one of his hands begins to probe around Allen's entrance.

The tears flow freely from Allen as his fear starts to take a more solid hold on the situation. He really doesn't want this, but without any strength to move, he can't so anything to stop him. He can feel when a finger is shoved roughly into his behind and he doesn't even try to hide his pain, hoping against hope that his cry will pull Tyki back into reality.

His wishes remain unfulfilled as two more fingers are roughly inserted at once. His cries swiftly become yells and shouts of pain and distress, but still the older pays them no mind. The fingers move, stretching him in ways he didn't think possible, and the pain that accompanies it surpasses any other feelings.

Allen gives a silent sigh of relief when the fingers suddenly disappear, but his shouts return with a vengeance with something much larger is forced inside of him. Tyki's member is far more painful than the fingers were, and he doesn't allow for Allen to adjust before thrusting with vigor.

The young neko feels like he is being split apart from the inside out. The pain travels down his spin causing his entire back to feel every single movement of Tyki's, and every amount of pain increases tenfold. As Tyki's thrusting increases in speed, the pain inside of Allen makes his entire being throb, leaving no room for thoughts of escaping.

He cries and shouts for Tyki to stop, but nothing can seem to break his trance like state, even in the slightest. Allen begins to lose hope of coming out of this alive when something he believed impossible happens.

The door bursts open and a very frustrated looking Lulubell appears before his eyes. Fury quickly flares in her eyes; only the fury is directed at Tyki, not Allen. She wastes no time in grabbing Tyki from behind, forcing him to retreat from inside Allen just as he climaxes within him. She drags him out of the room, not even bothering with his nakedness, and while he is still in his state of euphoria and locks him inside of Allen's bathroom.

She wastes no time in returning to Allen only to see the neko barely conscious on the floor, some of Tyki's essense leaking out of him. She makes a move to touch him and assess the damage when something catches her eye two thin red lines are staring to make an appearance around Allen's left eye. One runs vertically from just above his eyebrow down on his eyelid to just under his eye before becoming briefly horizontal and then continuing on down his cheek to his jaw. The second line is much smaller and simply intersects the first line horizontally, halfway between his eye and where the first line becomes horizontal.

When she realizes what has happened, she grabs one of Allen's blankets and begins to wrap the neko up in them despite his weak protests of being touched. When he is sufficiently covered, she carefully picks him up and begins carrying him out of his rooms.

Allen really doesn't want to be touched, he feels so dirty and the pain is just too much. As they pass his bathroom, he can hear Tyki pounding on the door, demanding to be released. Allen cowers further into his blanket, hoping that it will somehow hide him from the person he once thought was his friend. He just wants this torment and pain to end.

Lulubell makes her way as quickly as she can back to the vehicle she has parked outside. When she exits the house with Allen, Skin appears next to her, and without even asking, Lulubell gives him the basics of what just transpired, and where to find Tyki. The only thing she requests of skin is that he not release Tyki until she and Allen are both completely off the property. Skin nods his response before turning and heading back towards the house to keep and eye on Tyki.

When she reaches her car, she struggles for a moment to grab the handle to the backseat, but manages to do so without jostling Allen too much. Once the door is open, she takes care in laying Allen on the backseat. He groans a bit in pain when she finally releases him, but she knows she doesn't have time to worry about that now. She opens the front passenger door and digs through her emergency bag that she brings with her whenever she leaves the ground for the Breeding Program. It takes her only a few seconds to find what she is looking for.

Going back to Allen, she uncaps the syringe and after removing all air bubbles, she quickly inserts the needle in Allen's arm. The neko doesn't seem to notice as his other pains overwhelm that of a simple needle prick. Once all of the liquid has been distributed, Lulubell wastes no time in climbing into the drivers seat, and after taking a quick peak back to see that the drugs have already taken effect and Allen is already asleep, she puts the car in drive and races off of the property.

….

Nearly an hour and one very important phone call later, Lulubell pulls into the emergency garage for the Black Ark. The second she steps out of the car she sees four figures running towards her. One is the Earl himself, next to him is the neko doctor that's been there for quite a while and his following Akuma, and last is one of the human doctors that the Ark keeps on hand just incase anything were to happen to any of its precious merchandise.

She pulls Allen out of the backseat of her car by the time the others get there. After yet another reiteration of what transpired, this time with more details, the group rush inside to do what they can for Allen.

….

Elsewhere, Timcanpy starts to behave erratically, flying around frantically and in no particular pattern, with no intended destination. Out of everyone present, the only person to take notice is a very tired looking Chinese man with a white beret. He sets down his pink coffee mug and after several attempts to catch the golem, finally manages to do so.

"What's gotten you so riled up Tim? Did you short circuit or something?" The golem beats its wings against the man's black hair, trying to get him to understand. "Settle down, settle down. There's nothing to be worried abou – "

The man's eyes widen in shock and dread. "Tim did it finally happen? Did little Allen have his first heat?"

The golem calms down when the man says those words and in its own way, it nods its head.


Ok so I'll be honest, that's the first lemon I've ever attempted to write, so I know it's not the best, but I really did try. I'll get better in the future, I promise!

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