Author's Note
Hello everyone, just wanted to warn you guys that there's some non-consensual sexual activity between Aaron and Viola near the end of the chapter. They're not actually having sex, but it's still some pretty graphic content. If you do not wish to read it, there's an obnoxious warning placed before it so you can skip it. Thank you and enjoy!
A heavy darkness consumed Sophia's vision, making her surroundings incredibly blurry. Her chest ached horribly, and parts of her ribs felt like broken glass. As time passed, it got more difficult for Sophia to breath. Every time she attempted to move, she would wheeze in pain and cough up blood, her body screaming at any given movement. The ex-roserade's arms and legs felt as if they were going to explode from the agony that enveloped them.
Slowly, Sophia raised her head to look at the rainy sky above, but instantly placed her head back onto the street, feeling that even her neck was weak. She couldn't glance back at her fallen friends, so she had no idea if they were alive or dead. She wanted to call to them, but her voice was too strained from the amount of coughing she did.
"Is... is this the end...?' She thought, terrified of dying in such a state. "I... I don't want to die like this... But... I... can't move... I've already lost a lot of blood... My vision is so blurry...'
The ex-roserade's eyelids felt heavy, forcing her to shut her red orbs. Darkness once again wrapped around her as she felt her life slipping away.
"I... don't... want... to... di-'
"-ver here! We've found them!"
The voice that called out interrupted Sophia's thoughts. She couldn't tell if it was friend or foe. For all she knew, that woman from before might've sent soldiers to finish them off.
"Really pipsqueak?! Where are-? ... Whoa..." Another voice rang out.
"Pipsqueak...?' If Sophia could, she would smile, for she now knew that they were allies.
"Under normal circumstances, I would yell at you," the first voice said. "But now is not the time! C'mon!"
The ex-roserade heard footsteps run over toward and stop right in front of her. She felt a hand touch her back, then a sudden pulse of energy rushed through her body. The pulse removed most of the pain she felt almost instantly, and the ribs that broke slowly pieced themselves back together. Despite the pain she felt during the healing, it quickly vanished once it finished.
Sophia groaned as she opened her red eyes once more, seeing that her vision was no longer blurry. The ex-roserade could finally turn her head so she could see who healed her. She found herself looking at Leo's small smile.
"Hey there," he said. Sophia gave him a small grin as she tried to lift herself up off the ground. "Who whoa! Careful there rookie!" Leo yelled cautiously as he placed her arm over his shoulder to help her up slowly. "That's it, nice and easy."
"Ghh... Leo...?" Sophia whispered. "Wh... what did you do to me...?"
"Healed ya; you're still a little injured, but you should be able to heal on your own." The captain answered, replacing his smile with a frown afterward. "More importantly, what happened to you guys?"
"We got our asses kicked, hard." Melissa answered before Sophia could. The brunette and Caroline were leaning against Mac, both were still injured, but alive. Not far behind them, Beth could be seen leaning against a building, clutching an ultra-ball close to her chest. Near the captain was a large company of Aurora soldiers standing by. "How did you guys find us?" Melissa continued.
"I sent our soldiers out to find them and bring them here." Caroline explained.
"We got here as soon as we could, but I guess we missed the party," Mac said.
"Speaking of missing the party..." Leo whispered. "Where's the commander? I thought he would be the first to get here."
A heavy silence fell over the three injured women. Sophia felt tears emerge in the corners of her eyes, remembering the wounds that covered Aaron's body. But despite, those wounds, he still came in and saved her at the last second.
"He..." Caroline began, clearing her throat. "He was captured... by the four knights... and their leader."
"Their leader?!" Mac questioned; he along with the rest of the group were shocked by the news. "You're certain?!"
The ginger nodded slowly. "There's no mistake, those knights have the second highest authority in Team Bellator, and she was leading them." Caroline paused for few seconds. "That... and she was the one who defeated us and took Aaron."
"She defeated all of you, just by herself?" Leo asked, earning a nod for Caroline. That however, only made the captain more skeptical. "That's impossible! Even if she's the leader of Team Bellator, she would struggle against Lancer alone! Adding Sophia and Melissa into the equation, it just doesn't make any sense!"
"I'm afraid it does make sense," Caroline said. "Due to their leader being a psychic."
"She's a what?!" Leo yelled in shock.
"Yeah, she's a psychic." Melissa confirmed with a small groan. "She used those powers against me when I tried to attack her. I couldn't move a muscle and felt incredibly weakened after she stopped."
"But, she didn't use her powers in the battle," Sophia said. "At least not until she defeated us. She only used her aura."
"So, let me get this straight," Mac said. "Their leader is a psychic, who I can only assume is very powerful at controlling it. Not only that, but she didn't use said powers whatsoever in your battle with her, and only used her aura?" Caroline and Melissa nodded at his question, furthering the large captain's confusion. "Why? Because I'm starting to agree with pipsqueak about this not making any sense."
"I... don't know." Carol admitted. "She said that she wanted to show us what little chance we had facing her, regardless if she was a psychic or not." The ginger held her head in confusion. "But during the battle, it didn't seem like she was trying at all, for the most part anyway. It was like she was toying with us."
"She almost killed Sophia too." Melissa added. "She would have done it too if Aaron didn't intervene in time."
"The commander saved you?" Leo asked the ex-roserade, earning a small nod from her. "So he did get here before us?"
"No... he..." Sophia attempted to speak, but the flashes of Aaron's battered body plagued her thoughts, making it difficult for her to answer.
"He was the first one to fight the knights and their leader." Melissa answered, noticing the pained look on her white hair friend. "For proof, look at that collapsed building behind us. That, and all four of the knights looked injured when we got here, so Aaron must've done a number on them. The leader was unscathed however."
"So... let me get this straight... again," Mac said once more. "The commander was the first one to fight the leader and the knights of Team Bellator, which would explain the casualties of his group. While he did put up a good fight, he eventually got overwhelmed and was defeated. While he was being captured, you three came into the fray and tried and save him, but got defeated by the leader single handily. Said leader was about to kill Sophia, but the commander saved her at the last second." He received nods from the three battered women. "How? I doubt that even the commander in such a state could stop someone as powerful as her."
Caroline glanced at the ground, recalling the events of the aftermath. "He just... begged." She answered. "He begged her not to kill Sophia and to cease harm on us. Despite having the upper hand and having no reason to, the leader just... agreed, and quickly at that."
"You look as if you want to say more," Leo said.
"Yeah," the ginger whispered. "She was... shocked... seeing Aaron move with the injuries that covered him. During our battle, she was usually stoic, or angered when she was talking to me. But when Aaron appeared in front of her... She acted completely different. Not only that, but she kept referring to him as 'My love'."
"'My love'...?" Leo questioned. "She's... Is she in love with him...? That's... very creepy... especially now that she's captured him."
"Wait... she's in love with Aaron?' Sophia thought in fear, shaking where she stood. "Wh... what is she going to do with him...?!'
"You said the leader was angered whenever she spoke to you?" Leo asked his leader. "But when fighting the others, she was calm?"
"Yes." Caroline nodded. "It's obvious that she hates me for making a resistance against her campaign. That, and for 'corrupting' Aaron."
"Corrupting him?" Melissa questioned.
"I think she was referring to me recruiting him against her." The ginger answered.
"Okay, moving on," Mac said to the group. "We now know why the leader of Team Bellator captured the commander. We don't know what she will do to him, but we can only assume it's nothing good. As of right now, our top priority is to secure the city and to rescue the commander afterwards."
"But how?" Leo asked. "We have a literal army to get through, not to mention those knights and their leader, who is not only a powerful psychic, but is also powerful with her aura as well. How do we even get close?"
"We have a army of our own, numb-skull," Mac told the shaggy hair captain. "As for those knights-"
"We'll handle them." Beth suddenly pitched in, approaching the large captain. "Mac, Leo, and I can take on three of them, saving one more for the others," she said in a cold voice. "They murdered my team, brought terrible injury to my pokemon, and beat Aaron half to death. They will pay for what they've done."
"I see... but that still leaves the leader, who's in a league of her own." Leo reminded. "How do we deal with that?"
Caroline remained silent, keeping her green orbs locked onto the ground as she thought deeply. Leo's right, the Bellator leader is in league of her own. She defeated Sophia, Melissa, and the ginger while holding back on her true power. They would likely perish if they attempted to face her once more.
"Wait... she a psychic, right?" Sophia whispered to the group. "Aren't psychic attacks powerless against dark typing?" Caroline and the rest of the group were taken back by the sudden realization. "I remember back in my battles as a pokemon, Aaron would send out a zoroark that was disguised as myself when fighting psychic pokemon. Their moves had no effect on him!"
"Holy crap, she's right!" Melissa exclaimed brightly. "Dark type pokemon are immune to psychic attacks! So maybe if we can find and pit several dark type pokemon against her..."
"That will not be necessary." Caroline pitched in, earning a few confused looks from the group. "What Sophia said is true, dark typing is immune to psychic powers. However, we won't have to send pokemon to fight for us."
"What do you mean?" Beth asked.
"If we could wear something that's enchanted by darkness, we could make ourselves seem like we're dark types." The ginger answered.
"Enchanted?" Melissa questioned. "How are we gonna get something that's enchanted by darkness?"
"Sophia?" Caroline glanced at the ex-roserade. "Has Aaron ever collect any dark gems on his journey as a trainer?"
Sophia paused for a few seconds before answering the ginger. "I'm not sure, anything he collected on his journey would be stored in a chest he has back home."
"Then that's where we're going," Caroline said. "Let's hope that he has at least one gem in that chest. If he does, then that solves one problem."
"Yeah, that solves one problem," Mac said. "We still have to deal with her skills with aura, and given how you three ended up, that's no small task."
Caroline silently agreed with the large captain, pondering on how they were going to defeat her. "I guess we'll have to deal with that when the time comes," she said as she stopped leaning against Mac, standing on her own. "For now, let's get those gems, assuming that Aaron has any."
The ginger began to walk slowly, limping slightly from the injuries she received. Several medical soldiers walked up to her, but stopped when she waved her hand at them, denying their help.
"I can walk," Caroline said reassuringly to the medics, still getting worried looks from them. "Let's go, the faster we move now, the faster we can rescue Aaron."
"But we don't even know where they've taken him!" Melissa yelled. "For all we know they could've left the city by now! He could be anywhere!"
"Don't forget, have the aura sense." Caroline glanced back at the worried brunette, tapping a fingering against her head. "I can sense where they've taken him."
"R-really?" Melissa blinked, almost forgetting the power the ginger had. "You can sense where he is?"
"How do you think I was able to track where Aaron was when he and his group were under attack?" Caroline asked. "Or how I knew they were being attacked in the first place?"
"Hmm... good point." Melissa admitted as she began to glow in her red aura, slowing healing herself. The brunette followed Caroline as she began to lead the group to their new destination, Aaron's house.
Sophia was going to follow the group, but stopped herself when a sudden gleam of light caught her attention. She glanced over to see what it was, and saw a piece of metal sitting on the street. The ex-roserade approached the object and felt her heart skip a beat when she realized what it was.
It was Aaron's saber, laying on the ground surrounded by a small spot of dry blood. Sophia picked up the weapon by its handle and examined the sword. The blade was worn, due to the heavy amounts of fighting it's been through. However, the thing that really took the ex-roserade by surprise was the power that she felt flow from the sword, power she recognized.
"Aaron's aura," she whispered to herself. The aura itself was faint, but there. The thought of the battle hardened teen made Sophia's heart churn as she stared into the blade, not even noticing that she began to shake once more.
"Aaron's been captured by the enemy.' She reminded herself. Said enemy is in... love... with him. Not only that, but he's completely defenseless as well.' Her breathing became shallow at the thoughts, getting more and more worried for Aaron. "What are they going to do to him?!'
Melissa stopped and turned around when she noticed Sophia wasn't following the group. She frowned when she saw the ex-roserade stand in place, staring at an object in her hands.
"Oi! Sophia! What are you waiting for?!" The brunette called out to her friend. The rest of the group stopped and turned as well, waiting for her to follow. Melissa frowned further when the ex-roserade didn't respond, and decided to walk over to her frozen friend. "Hey, Sophia? Did you hear-?"
The brunette ceased her talking when she saw what Sophia was staring at. The blade she held in her hands vibrated due to Sophia's trembling. Melissa slowed down her walking as she approached her friend, eyeing the saber in disbelief. After a few seconds, the brunette shook her head to snap herself out of the trance, remembering why she approached the ex-roserade.
"H-hey... Sophia..." Melissa whispered to her, making the ex-roserade snap back to reality herself.
"O-oh... Melissa..." Sophia said softly, noticing the worried look on her brunette friend.
"Aaron... uh... left his sword behind, huh?" Melissa said while she glanced at the blade, making it sound more like a statement than a question.
Sophia paused as she looked back at the saber in her hands, seeing more of the scratches that covered the piece of metal. Sadness struck her heart as she began to tremble once more, distraught by her failure to save the commander.
"Aaron..." Sophia whispered in sorrow, quickly getting Melissa's attention. "He... he was alone when he fought against the knights and their leader. He needed us..." The ex-roserade felt tears at the corners of her red orbs, letting them stream down her cheeks. "He... needed... me... The one time he needed me to help him, and I failed miserably! It's my fault he's so hurt! It's my fault he got captured! It's all my-!"
"Hey, hey!" Melissa yelled, interrupting the ex-roserade; she grabbed Sophia by her shoulders and forced her to make eye contact. "Listen to me Sophia! This is not your fault!"
"Of course it's my fault!" Sophia yelled back in denial, dropping Aaron's saber in the process. The blade clanked onto the street and sat silently next to their feet. "He got captured because I wasn't strong enough to stop them! If... if was strong... then... then he wouldn't-!"
"You're not the only one who fought against them Sophia!" Melissa exclaimed, shaking her friend back and forth. "Don't forget that Carol and I fought too! You're not to blame solely here!" Melissa quickly felt her own self loathing hit her, knowing that she was also defeated. "I also failed to save him," she said as she felt tears coming to her brown eyes, but she shook them off before continuing. "I was there too Sophia, I got beaten down too. If you to failed to protect Aaron, then I failed too! But don't you DARE blame yourself for him getting hurt! You didn't hurt him at all, those bastards of Team Bellator did!"
Sophia looked away from the brunette's fierce glare; she didn't want to admit it, but she knew Melissa was right, she never caused any damage to Aaron. But the ex-roserade still knew that Aaron's capture was still her own failure, that was undeniable. But at the same time, she also knew that it was not entirely her fault.
"Sophia, look at me." Melissa commanded in a soft tone, removing the fierce glare she had and loosening the grip she had on the ex-roserade's shoulders. When Sophia wouldn't budge, the brunette gently placed one of her forefingers under the ex-roserade's chin and made their heads face each other, once again making eye contact. "This is not your fault Sophia, Aaron getting hurt is not your fault. Do you understand?" Melissa asked softly.
Sophia's crimson eyes stared into Melissa's brown orbs, seeing how serious she really was. The brunette meant every word she said, and seeing how she won't take no for an answer, Sophia nodded slowly, confirming that she fully understood.
"Good, good." A small grin broke across Melissa's face as her eyes began to gleam with determination. "Now, I want- no... I need you to promise me something, Sophia," she said with a hint of anger. "I need you to promise me that you'll make those bastards pay for hurting and capturing Aaron. I need you to promise me that you'll save him with every fiber in your being. Can you promise me that, Sophia?"
The ex-roserade kept staring at the brunette's brown orbs, absorbing some of the courage Melissa was emanating. Sophia wiped away some of the tears on her face and eyes, giving the brunette her own small grin while nodding.
"I promise," she said.
Melissa's smile increased in length as she reached down and picked up Aaron's saber. "Give this to him once we save him, okay?" she said as she offered the blade to the ex-roserade.
"I will." Sophia nodded again, taking the sword.
With that complete, Melissa led Sophia back to group, who gave the ex-roserade their own reassuring smiles.
"We'll help you in any way we can, Sophia," Beth said.
"We've got your back." Leo smiled.
"Team Bellator's gonna wish they've never been born," Mac said.
"I- WE will not allow Team Bellator to cause anyone any more suffering." Caroline acknowledged with a small grin. The soldiers nearby them also gave out their own cheers and agreements, ready to assist the ex-roserade wherever needed.
Sophia gave the group a warm smile before following them to their next destination, her house; she was hopeful that the dark gems were there and that they would be useful for when the time comes. They need to be ready for the next major battle if the group wanted victory.
"Hang in there Aaron.' Sophia thought. "We're coming for you!'
Aaron groaned exhaustively as he regained consciousness. He opened his eyes to see what happened to him, and found himself looking into a unfamiliar setting. He was sitting in chair that was located in a poorly lit room. The small room had nothing else within, only a heavy metal door that sat closed in front of the teen. Aaron attempted to move up from his seat, but quickly found himself unable to do so, due to his hands and legs being cuffed to the large chair. The commander tried tossing his body back and forth to move the chair, but the large object stayed in place, not moving an inch.
"It must be bolted down into the floor.' Aaron thought. "Where am I? What happened-?' As he was thinking that, memories of the past daily events began to flood in his mind. He remembered seeing his entire company of soldiers die all at once. He recalled seeing Beth and her pokemon get defeated within a few seconds. The commander even remembered his battle against the four knights and his defeat, along with the Bellator queen crushing his friends with ease.
Aaron's heart sank as he recalled the battle between Sophia, Melissa, Caroline, and Viola. The three women barely stood a chance against the powerful queen, and were quickly cut down as a result. The commander was awake during the time, helpless as he watched Viola strike down the trio with an extremely powerful aura slash. But the memory that hurt him he the most was when Viola broke several of Sophia's ribs with an extremely powerful aura punch.
"Holy crap, Sophia...' He could still hear her pained screams when it happened, said scream echoed within his mind. The commander hated himself for not being able to stop it. "At least I stopped the killing blow... barely...' Aaron looked around the room once more, making sure he was only the one there. "Gotta get out of this chair, but how-?'
The teen's thoughts were interrupted when he heard the metal door click and open slowly. The bright light emanating from behind it blinded the teen, due to his eyes being adjusted to the dark. He groaned sharply and turned away, closing his eyes in the process. When Aaron heard the door close, he opened his eyes and checked to see who entered the room. The commander immediately frowned afterward, knowing who the arrival was.
"Ah, you're awake! That's great!" Viola Bellator said sweetly as she looked at the bounded teen. The Bellator queen now wore a black off the shoulders dress with removable sleeves. The bottom portion of the dress was split open towards the right, showing off one of her slender milky legs. The queen held a tray in her hands, which had a bowl of cut strawberries and a glass of water sitting on it.
"Viola," Aaron said flatly, slightly deterred by her sweet tone. Confusion however swept aside those feelings in the teen when he heard the queen moan afterward, seemingly pleased that he said her name.
"Oh~! You remembered my name~! That's so sweet of you~!" The queen gleamed.
Aaron frowned further, getting angered by her presence. "How could I forget the name of the person who murdered my men, had me beaten half to death, and severely injured my friends?" He questioned darkly.
"Come on sweetheart, you shouldn't dwell in the past," Viola said as her smile increased in size. "It's the future you should look forward to..." Before Aaron could respond to that, the queen continued to speak. "Besides, I had to knock you out when you fought back. How am I supposed to help you if you keep resisting?"
"What do you expect me me to do when you kill my men?" Aaron asked coldly. "Start skipping around, thinking that everything's okay?!"
"Hmm... maybe? I don't know about you, but I like that skipping part." Viola cooed, furthering the disgust and anger that resided in Aaron. The queen approached the trapped teen and placed the tray on top of his bounded lap; she took a strawberry from the bowl and held it in front of his face, wanting to feed the commander. "C'mon love~! Open up and say 'Aww'!"
Aaron turned his head away from the red fruit, denying the queen. Unfortunately for the teen, his stomach began to protest, hungry due to him not eating anything for several hours.
"Don't resist sweetheart, I know you're hungry~!" Viola cooed. "I also know that strawberries is one of your favorite foods~!" Aaron kept ignoring the queen, keeping the fruit away from his mouth. To the teen's annoyance, his stomach growled loud enough for Viola to hear. "See? You should eat to get rid of the hunger my love."
"No." Aaron growled coldly.
After a few more seconds, the queen sighed and lowered the strawberry. "Very well, you leave me no choice," she said. Aaron looked at her confusion as she lowered her head and inhaled deeply. When she raised her head again, Viola met his glance with a pair of wide lillipup eyes. "Please eat your strawberries~!"
Aaron eyes widened with shock, taken back that the queen knew the trick. The teen quickly tried to look away from her prying orbs, but every time he turned his head, she would follow to keep their eyes locked. After several seconds of twists and turns, Aaron used his last resort and closed his eyes, finally severing their eye contact.
"S-stop it..." Aaron demanded.
"Not until you eat your strawberries~!" The queen beamed.
The commander kept eyes shut, not letting Viola's stare break him. At first it seemed to worked, but once the queen started to whimper, Aaron groaned mentally. He could feel his thoughts break at her sad sounds, which was somehow more effective than Sophia's. Aaron slowly opened his eyes, seeing that the strawberry was once again in front of his mouth, waiting for him to open up. Seeing no end to this, Aaron sighed in defeat and opened his mouth slightly, wide enough for the fruit to fit. The queen immediately placed the red fruit in his mouth, allowing him to bite down and chew it.
"See? It's not difficult at all~!" the queen said sweetly. Aaron ignored her tone as he finished eating the strawberry. Soon enough, Viola took another one from the bowl and held it front him. Aaron sighed softly once more before he ate the next strawberry. The queen continued to feed the bounded commander the rest of the bowl of fruit, looking straight into his eyes and smiling as she did. Once the bowl was empty, Viola fed Aaron the glass of water, which he drank slowly and completely.
The queen pulled away the now empty glass and set it down onto the tray. Aaron repressed a 'thank you' from exiting his mouth, remembering who he was dealing with. Seconds went by as Viola stood there, staring at the teen lovingly. Her violet orbs looked deeply into his chocolate brown eyes, never glancing away. Aaron scoffed at this and turned his head away, breaking their eye contact again. Viola however chuckled at his rebellious act before she brushed the tray off his lap. The sudden action surprised the commander as he listened to the tray hit the ground, along with the bowl and cup tapping against it. Aaron looked at the queen in confusion, who smiled before she brought herself onto him, quickly straddling herself on top of his lap.
WARNING: SEXUAL ACTIVITY HAS BEGUN.
"Wh-what are you-?!" Aaron gasped, startled by what the queen was doing.
"Shh..." Viola shushed the teen, wrapping her arms behind his neck and bringing their faces closer together. Viola's purple orbs were half open as she played a small toothy grin. "Have I... ever told you how much I love you...?" She purred seductively.
"Wh... what...?" Aaron whispered in fear, trying to push his head back to get away from her. The chair however kept him from doing so.
"I'll take that as a no..." Viola whispered, still keeping her smile. "Well, just know that I'm madly in love with you." Her smile increased slightly as she continued. "And in time, you'll love me too."
The teen repressed a gasp, more fear coming into his system from the queen's statement. Aaron however tried to brush these feelings off as he gave her the best glare he could. "I will NEVER love you!" He growled fiercely.
Viola pressed her body closer to his, bringing their chests and hips together. The amount of friction that rubbed against the teen caused a bulge to emerge underneath the fabric of his pants, one that the queen could feel.
"Someone else disagrees with that, my love~..." Viola whispered, feeling his unwanted arousal build up.
Aaron blushed heavily at his body's betrayal before he turned his head away, not wanting see the queen. "Get... g-get off of m-me...!" he whispered, his voice consumed in fear.
Viola was going to follow him again, but she stopped herself when she saw a vulnerable spot on Aaron's neck. Smiling deeply, the queen immediately took the opportunity and dived in, placing her open mouth on the crook of his neck, sucking and and nibbling on it. Aaron gasped sharply, surprised at the action, and quickly tried to shake the queen off. After several seconds, the Bellator queen pulled away and checked her handy work.
"Oh~! I left a mark~!" She cooed loudly. "Now you really are mine~!"
The bounded teen felt his rage snap once he realized she left a hickey on neck and snarled at the queen. "Go fuck yourself!"
Rather than reel away from the insult like Aaron wanted, Viola continued to press their bodies closer. "Now why would I do that when I have someone to 'fuck' right here and now?"
Aaron looked at the queen in confusion for a few seconds before realizing what she meant. In the span of a few seconds, all of the rage that was in Aaron's system was washed away by heavy fear. In that moment, the bounded teen wished he could take back what he said as he stared at her with a terrified look.
"You have no idea how badly I want to ravage you, my sweet." She purred, feeling her arousal increase with each passing second. "To feel you inside me when we finally connect...! I'm getting excited just by thinking about it!" The queen pulled back and sighed sadly, replacing her smile with a small frown. "Alas, we can't make love just yet. We need to save our purity for our wedding night."
"W-w-wedding... n-night...?" Aaron whispered fearfully.
"Yes, our wedding is still a while from today, meaning no love making for now." Viola confirmed sadly; she paused for a few seconds before giving Aaron another small toothy grin as she stared at him lustfully. "However, there are... other ways for us to relieve ourselves that doesn't involve us truly having sex."
Before the bounded commander had a chance to respond, Viola ground her hips against his, rubbing their covered sexes together. Aaron gasped at the sudden action and shivered in fear when Viola chuckled at the light noise he made, enjoying his response.
"Moaning already...?" The queen purred in a sultry tone. "I haven't even truly started yet and you're enjoying it a lot..." She hummed a chuckle as she slowly brought her hands down, drawing them close to the teen's crotch.
"W-wait...! S-stop it...! P-please, I-!" Aaron begged.
"Shh... it's okay..." Viola soothed at the frantic commander. "I promise you'll enjoy this~..."
The queen grasped the hem of Aaron's pants, slowly undoing the buttoning and unzipping them. Once she finished, Viola opened the pants up, revealing the gray boxers that were underneath. A noticeable bulge was stretching the fabric of the commander's undergarments, which made Viola lick her lips in anticipation.
"You're so... hard..." Viola whispered lustfully, staring at his covered sex. "It's begging to be released from its prison..."
"S-stop it...! Please, just stop...!" Aaron begged once more.
The Bellator queen didn't respond to the teen's pleas as she got up from the chair. Taking a hold of the open edge of the slit of her dress, Viola opened it wider, showing off both of her legs and the black lace panties she wore. The undergarments were visibly drenched, showing off how aroused the queen really was.
"Let's get started, shall we?" Viola whispered to the trapped teen, who got more terrified at the sight of her arousal.
The queen straddled herself on top of Aaron once more, pushing their hips together. As she did this, the queen's nether region rubbed against the covered bulge of Aaron's crotch, earning a light moan from Viola. Aaron gasped again, already feeling sickened by the pleasure he felt. The teen frantically pulled his hands against the cuffs, trying his best to free himself of imprisonment. The teen even began to glow in his aura to increase the struggle, but nothing worked. The cuffs remained in place, never moving.
"I don't think so, sweetheart~...!" Viola cooed. "You're not getting out of those anytime soon. Those cuffs are specifically designed to keep aura users from escaping. The more you struggle, the stronger they get." The queen inched her face closer to the commander's, giving him small toothy smile. "Now, where were we~...?"
Viola ground her hips against his, which in turn caused their covered sexes to grind against each other. The queen moaned at the pleasure she felt, getting into a slow pace of thrusting her hips. Aaron gasped and groaned in protest, feeling more and more sickened by the second.
"N-no! Stop it! STOP IT!" Aaron yelled, begging the queen to cease. "I don't want-!"
Before Aaron had the chance to finish, Viola pressed her lips against his, bringing the duo into a deep kiss. While Aaron was shocked by the sudden lip-lock, more fear poured into his system when the queen inserted her tongue into his mouth, pressing it against his own red organ. The two tongues danced with each other, with Aaron's doing everything in its power to avoid Viola's. Aaron tried to break the kiss by attempting to shake his head back and forth, but the queen stopped this by wrapping her arms behind the teen's neck, deepening the intense lip-lock.
The queen ground herself faster against Aaron, feeling the pleasure increase as she did. Viola broke away from the kiss they shared to catch a breath and groan at the ecstasy building at her core. Soon afterward, the queen gasped when she felt the small nub above her sex touch Aaron's covered shaft, skyrocketing her even further in pleasure.
"Ah~! I-I'm... I'm so close~!" Viola cried out as she sped up the already fast paced grinding, feeling her climax getting closer to fruition. The queen noticed Aaron's eyes were closed tightly, signally that he wouldn't last long either. "You're... close... too... aren't you~...?" The queen panted between breaths.
Aaron only gave her a small groan, trying to hold back on the climax building up in his member. Viola pressed her head against his and brought their bodies even closer as she began the last few thrusts, wanting as much friction between the two as possible. Within a few seconds, Viola's back arched forward as she screamed up at the ceiling, feeling her climax crash down onto her. The pleasure overloaded her as the queen ground herself one last time against Aaron, forcing him over the edge as well and making him pour his seed into his boxers. The teen exhaled sharply as the aftershocks of pleasure washed over him; he felt disgusted however, not wanting the pleasure he felt.
The two teens panted tiredly when Viola stopped moving, riding out the last waves of their orgasms. They looked at each other with half open eyes; Viola stared at him lovingly while Aaron only looked back in fear and disgust.
"W... w-why...?" Aaron whispered in a small voice, breaking the silence they shared.
Viola remained quiet for a few seconds, still trying to catch her breath to respond clearly to the teen. Once she did, the Bellator queen pressed her head against his before whispering, "Because I love you Aaron, and I wanted to show you what types of pleasures I can bring you..."
"B-but... I didn't..." Aaron whispered. "I don't... want... this..."
"In time, my love," Viola whispered back. "In time... you'll be asking for this~."
NOTICE: SEXUAL ACTIVITY HAS CEASED
The queen slowly raised herself onto her feet; her legs were wobbly due to the aftermath of their pleasure ride. Viola gently closed up the sickened commander's pants before walking over to the fallen glass cup and tray, picking them up in the process. The queen placed the tray onto Aaron's lap and brought her face close to his once more.
"Remember my love," Viola said, tracing a finger across Aaron's chest. "That this was just a taste of what I can really do. When our wedding night arrives, you'll find out that no other woman can bring you as much pleasure as me~."
"But... I don't-" Aaron tried to whisper, never getting the chance to finish once Viola pressed a finger on his forehead. The digit glowed in a light pink energy that pulsed through the commander's body. Aaron gasped lightly at first, then groaned softly as fatigue washed over him, making him incredibly sleepy.
"Sweet dreams, my king~." Viola purred as Aaron slowly closed his eyes. The last he saw was her sweet smile as he drifted off into a deep slumber. Viola placed a quick kiss on his cheek before walking over to the door and opening it, leaving the room afterward. Her heart and mind raced with excitement as she constantly went over what she would do with Aaron.
"I can't wait to marry him!' The queen thought as she closed the door.