A/N: Alright everyone, I'm just gonna go ahead and get this out of the way. THIS CHAPTER IS PART OF/IS THE ENTIRE REASON THAT THIS STORY IS RATED M. You have been warned. Just saying. And for those of you who have been oh so been patiently been waiting for this moment, just please try to contain your nosebleeds to your own personal computers or phones. I'll have another chapter up hopefully soon so stay tuned! Ciao for now!

LEVI'S POV:

"Do you seriously think you're the only one?" I asked.

Valkihar's eyes grew wide and shone with leftover tears at the question I had planted in her mind. I brushed away the dried trail-marks that marred her cheeks as I exhaled a shaky breath.

"Do you honestly think, for a single moment, that I don't wonder the same things? That I don't feel guilt, remorse, confliction; I'm only human you know. I am prone to moments of weakness."

"Stop lying, Heichou. It isn't becoming of you." She remarked, dropping her gaze from me and shrugging away from my touch. Her eyes burned with contempt and anger and I heard the jingle of metal chains being shifted behind her as she adjusted them.

"The only one lying here is you Valkihar. You aren't blameless in this, especially right now." I looked down at her, watching her shrink back just a little, guilt shining in those glistening eyes of hers. I decided that I need to drive the point home however.

"Tell me something... How do you think it feels to watch someone relive their worst nightmares right in front of your eyes every night? How do you think it feels watching that same person break right in front of you into little pieces after coming back from an expedition? Or perhaps having your name moaned in the middle of the night from her asleep in your own bed as she dreamed and writhed in the sheets on the rare occasion she didn't have a nightmare? Do you know what those things will do to a man?!"

In an instant, her face flushed three different shades of red right in front of my eyes as she gritted her teeth before dropping her face even further. Apparently she did remember at least a few of those dreams and it wasn't just me thinking I was going insane.

"I'm nothing special, Heichou." She muttered. "Why should it bother you anyways? You've seen more death and blood than almost anyone else here. You've watched people die just like the rest of us, yet it doesn't phase you. You still manage to stay cool, calm, and collected, and able to get the mission done. As for the... other thing. You should be used to females pining over you with... unrequited feelings. You brush Petra off easily enough."

So that's it...

"Just because I don't let it show doesn't mean that I don't feel pain from having to watch the people around me die. Just because I can stay collected doesn't mean that I enjoy watching everyone else fall apart at the seams. Including you. And just because I don't acknowledge Petra's feelings, it doesn't mean that I'm not capable of those things either."

If it was possible, her face flushed a even deeper shade of scarlet, refusing to look up at me.

"I highly doubt that, Heichou." She whispered.

"Then why did you kiss me yesterday if you thought I wouldn't reciprocate it?"

The question hung in the still air between us for a silent moment as I saw the turmoil churn inside Valkihar behind her eyes.

"It's only about sex for you. I made you a liar and in all actuality, that's exactly what you are. And that's the only reason that you would even want that from me to begin with. To use that against me to keep me wrapped around your finger and compliant. Blackmail isn't necessarily beneath you when it comes to your own goals and agenda."

"You don't know that. And not all of those things are true necessarily. However that still doesn't answer my question though." I pointed out.

"Call it... a moment of weakness." She said after another moment silence.

I felt a smirk rise to my lips as I remembered one of the strips of cloth that I still held in my hand. I pulled it across her eyes and tied it off behind her head.

"Heichou? What.."

"This is part of your punishment and don't try to argue with me. I can just as easily slip a gag on you as well."

"That would be rape, Heichou. You wouldn't go THAT far." She retorted through a series of trembles as they took over her limbs.

"You can't rape the willing, Valkihar. And by the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for me to take you." She grimaced as the reality of her punishment was bearing down into her reality. "But your mind IS on the right track in this case."

Her whole body tensed as she tried to curl in on herself, the only thing stopping her were the shackles that bound her arms firmly behind her. There was only so far that her body would allow her to go and she knew it. I trailed my hand across her cheek again before bringing it down to caress her jawline and setting my fingers on her pulse point. Her heart rate was pounding beneath my fingertips and I felt my own heart jump in response. I pressed my lips to her forehead to hopefully calm her down just a little before whispering in her ear.

"Try to relax."

"Don't patronize me." She snapped at me, setting her jaw.

"I wasn't trying to. You aren't just another brat right now, otherwise I wouldn't be doing this. You're mine and I plan on searing that fact into your mind before it's all said and done." I stated before biting down onto her pulse point, nearly breaking skin as she let out a pained gasp. She shuddered as swept my tongue over the bite mark. Grabbing a handful of her hair to tilt her head to the side, I gave myself enough room to bite and suck on her skin to ensure that the mark I left would last.

Pulling back, I examined my handiwork and smirked again. "Now anyone who looks at that mark will know exactly from who it came from." And I relished in the thought. Her body still shook softly in front of me as she tried jerking her hands forwards only to be stopped by the shackles once more.

"Heichou, please... stop." She whimpered, her voice so soft that it was barely audible. I ran my lips down her neck, licking and nibbling until I reached the hallow of her throat while the other reach under the tail of her shirt and stroked the soft skin of her side. She groaned softly despite her apparent reluctance.

"Your mouth says one thing," Dragging my hand slowly up her side, feeling the goosebumps that quickly raised on her skin in the wake of my caress, I chuckled lowly when I found a perky breast and ran my thumb across it's raised peak. "But your body says another." I stated, bearing full witness to the shiver to ran through her whole body. I had her right where I wanted her.

CELICA'S POV

I knew I was in deep shit the moment I heard him rampaging in the hallways, but the things he labeled as punishment for my actions had my stomach flipping in overwhelming pleasure. Damn it; why were virgins always so easily worked up? I wondered to myself, secretly wishing that I had some prior experience so that I didn't melt under him so easily. With every touch of his lips on my skin, I could feel my resolve quickly being chipped away. Even that harsh bite of his was intoxicating to say the very least, but only because it was him and not anyone else.

"Heichou, please... stop." I pleaded with him, and myself. If I don't get a quick rein on myself then only disaster would follow. His lips trailed down my throat causing liquid fire to pour through my core. Either he knew exactly what he was doing or I was just that easy to please. I hoped that it wasn't the latter as his hand caressed my side with a gentle touch. I couldn't help the groan that left my lips and cursed myself mentally for it.

"You're mouth says one thing," He stated in a low sultry voice as he reached up and thumbed over a taunt nipple. Fuck; he was turning me on so easily and I flushed in embarrassment. "But you're body says another."

The pure lust and want that I heard in his voice clouded my own mind and sent a shiver up my spine. I bit my lip to keep any sounds that dared to want to escape at bay. I tested the shackles again, desperate to lay hands on him. If I couldn't touch him soon, it would be torture indeed.

He kissed my jawline once more before pulling back, the sudden withdrawal leaving me feeling empty and incomplete.

"What have I said about biting that lip of yours? Hmm?" He questioned, stroking my bottom lip softly as he cupped my cheek. I leaned into his touch and begged to whatever deity there was that he wouldn't just leave me as I was.

"That I would give a man the wrong impression if I kept it up." I repeated his words back to him, the statement forever burned into my memory along with the set of burning and fiery eyes that coupled with it from back then. He heard his chuckle lowly before his warm sweet breath enveloped me.

"Correct. It's almost as if you want this to keep going; do you, Valkihar?" The use of my last name again left my chest hollow and aching.

"What I want... is for you to say my name." I admitted.

"I have." He proclaimed, his voice lowering in octave. It frustrated me that he knew exactly what I was asking for but he just wanted me to outright say it for him.

"My first name." I pressed. He paused for another moment, pulling away from me before speaking again.

"I don't think you've earned such a reward. You've caused me quite a bit of trouble recently."

"Please, Heich-"

Before I finish getting the words out, his lips connected with mine, forgoing asking for entrance and claiming my mouth immediately with his tongue. I didn't refuse him, I couldn't; eagerly returning the kiss that relit the fire in my gut. He laced a hand into the hair at the nape of my neck and gripped it tightly, forcing me closer to him as he pulled me against him. The kiss was rougher this time but none the less passionate as I was soon completely lost in the taste of him. All too soon, he pulled away so suddenly that I groaned audibly in frustration. I could feel his smirk baring down on me.

"Close your eyes." He commanded.

"But I already can't-"

"Don't make me repeat myself, Valkihar." He warned in a low tone. I let out a huff breath and ensured that my eyes were firmly shut as I felt the blindfold being removed. "Keep them closed for now." He instructed, reaching behind me to remove the shackles from one of my wrists with a loud click and clang as the metal hit in the floor. Taking my hand in his, he held it for a moment before placing it on his chest in between the flaps of his half open shirt, right over his pounding heart.

My hand trembled against his bare skin as I felt every harsh thump of his heart beat.

"Now do you understand? The consequences of your actions? What you've done to me?" I could feel my skin flush a bright crimson as I slowly nodded. I could feel the pounding in his chest increase by just a fraction before reaching to bring me other hand to him as well, the shackles still dangling freely from my wrist. "Are you sure?" He asked before placing the other hand lower. I immediately pulled back my hand as soon as I could guess where he was leading it.

"I'm... I'm sure." I stuttered, pinching my eyes together even tighter and crawling backwards until my back hit the wall only a couple of inches behind me. His hands grabbed both of my arms and pulled me roughly towards him, making me slam into his hard body. In a whir of movement, I was on my back on the floor with him hovering over me and trapping me with his limbs.

"Look at me, Valkihar." I pried my eyes open to meet his dark unwavering gaze. "I don't think you actually do understand. Not in the slightest." He ran a hand back under my shirt, tracing small delicate patterns with his fingertips across my stomach. As if the butterflies weren't enough at the moment.

The next thing I knew, his lips were on mine once more as he moved his hand higher, pushing my shirt up my torso. The cold air mixed with his warm touch caused me to gasp against his open mouth as my hands sought him out, eager to find some sort of hold on him to keep me close to me. He broke the kiss before I secure a good hold on him but continued a trail back down my neck until my shirt stopped him. Or so I thought.

He pushed my shirt higher up my body before finding what he wanted and latched his mouth onto my breast. My body arched against his, a moan being torn from my throat as he licked and sucked and bit down gently on the sensitive area. He groaned softly as he ground his hips against mine, a firm pressure that poked the inside of my thigh as he moved, the friction between us threatening to make me lose my hold on sanity and reason. Now I understood.

"Levi H- AH!" I yelped as he bit down on the sensitive nub and detaching himself from me.

"Don't you dare, say it." He threatened, pulling himself back up my body until his face was barely an inch from mine, dark eyes that looked glazed over with lust staring me down. "Don't call me by my title here. Not now."

"But... what else would-"

"You know my name, brat." He cut me off again. "Use it."

"Don't call me a br- AH!" Another yelp of pain surged from me as he bit down on the untouched side of my neck, surely breaking skin this time as my blood began to boil in my veins.

"I will call you whatever I please, brat." He emphasized as he ran his tongue across the bleeding mark. "You're mine and you belong solely to me."

"No... I... don't..." I panted out defiantly between the mix of aching pain of my skin and the sound of my own heart beat pulsing in my ears. I had to keep a reign on myself. I couldn't give in to him so easily. Not yet; despite how much I wanted to.

He glared up at me before that sinister smirk reappeared on his face. I felt the blood leave my face and my skin turn pale as he grabbed me around my waist and quickly slung me over his shoulder before tossing me onto the bed only a few feet away. Though the landing was relatively painless, I was easily lost in the sea of soft sheets, unable to right myself back up in time. He pulled me back with the shackles and my head hit the headboard with a harsh bang, darkness swimming around the edges of my vision for a moment as I heard another loud clicking sound and felt the weight of the shackle begin wrapped around my only free wrist once again.

I took a moment to will the blackness away from my field of vision and when I opened up my eyes again, I let out a squeak of surprise. The captain had completely undone the front of his shirt and shrugged it off before tossing it to the side. The man was either placed into this world by the gods as a gift unto humanity or as a curse one. There was no doubt before of how strong he was but with as toned as his chest and abs were, seeing all the hard work that went into his body with my own eyes, it was ridiculous of how sinfully perfect he was.

"You like what you see?" He asked teasingly with a smirk. I shrunk back a little and turned my head into my arm that was pulled above me, locked in place by the shackles that were now secured by the headboard.

"You shouldn't have to ask that Levi Hei-" I stopped myself, biting my tongue to keep from using his title again. However it still felt so awkward to only say his given name. He chuckled darkly, turning my head back to face him.

"I still want to hear it all the same. It helps to justify your constant staring at least." He reasoned. I pulled at the shackles hard enough for them to start to bite against the skin, leaving my wrist red and sore.

"If you hadn't have put these restraints back on me then I would be able to show you instead." I teased, hoping to turn the tables in my favor just a little. He scoffed at me, smirk still in place as he pulled back and removed himself from the bed.

"But if I did that, I would be giving you exactly what you wanted and then it wouldn't be much of a "punishment" anymore. Now would it?"

YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW! THAT BASTARD!

"You asshole!" I screamed at him as he strutted away to pull his shirt on, leaving me chained up as more of my words failed to reach my internal filter. "You can't just leave me here like this! Finish what you started damn it!"

He turned his head and glared back at me, moving back over to me he reached for the forgotten strip of cloth that laid on the bed next to me and retied it around my eyes. Grabbing my jaw in a tight grip, he leaned in close, his lips barely brushing mine as he spoke.

"First off, I don't take orders from brats. Secondly, I CAN leave you like that and I WILL if I so choose to. And lastly, don't go thinking that you're off the hook just yet. I still haven't forgiven you for last night and it might take me a while until I do. But all that depends on just how good of a girl you are while I'm gone."

Wait, gone? Was he seriously going to leave me like this? My thought short circuited prematurely as he planted a chaste kiss on my cheek before pulling away from me completely.

"Hold on, where are you-"

"Unlike you, I still have a job to do around here. You've already caused me to miss breakfast this morning so I can't waste anymore time with you for now." He informed with a cold voice. Waste anymore time? He was acting as if everything he's done to me already was a extremely bothersome task. The nerve of that guy. He was totally enjoying it only a couple of minutes ago. He was, wasn't he?

I heard more ruffling of clothing and then eventually boot steps that headed towards the door to exit the room.

"Be good. I'll be back... Eventually."

With that, he stepped out of the room, locking it behind him. I didn't bother to call out for him that time, hanging my head limply as I heard him walk off down the hall. My chest felt hollow and my body turned to ice in the empty room as I banging my head hard against the hard wood behind me. Once, twice, three times.

I'm such an idiot, I thought to myself. A completely gullible and pathetic idiot.