DVG IS BACK! *happy dance*
Yeppers, I'm back and ready for action! Or, er...story writing!
^_^;; I am immensely apologetic at the -long- delays for all my
fics, I finished my summer work and school started last Thursday
and it's been hell trying to get organized and into 'school
mode', so please forgive the lack of chapters during the past
couple of chaotic weeks. For now, I only have this chapter and
the epilogue to this story finished completely (well obviously,
since I'm posting it...), and I have a major portion to Chapter
11 of 'Imaginary' written also, so I'll try to get that posted
tomorrow. 'Sweet Revenge' will be posted within the next couple
of days too, so all my lovely reviewers will be getting a triple
dose of my angsty-ness! ^_^ Fun, ne?
Anyways...I also must say...well actually heavily caution you
guys...because this last chapter is -brutal-. And when I say
brutal, I mean that that last chapter, the lovely NCS-filled
one, is nothing but sappy romance compared to this. I suppose
it's because I've had too much insanity and little to no sleep,
but I changed the song from 'Price to Play' to 'Pressure' to fit
the mood. It's still StainD, just a different song.
Now for my long neglected reviewers...
Smiley-person: ^__^ Thank you, I try my hardest to make it
creepy.
KitsuneDewAddict: Heh, well, I don't know how much longer you'll
be cheering on Duo after this chapter...^_^;;
Sakumo: *blush* Aww, thankies! Yes, that was my first lemon, but
of course, I've also been doing my research. ^__^ I read a whole
ton of lemon-y fics to see how to do it right, and worked from
that. So I suppose I did a decent job then, eh? Thanks for the
tip though, I'll try to make sure the wording and description
aren't too overdone. ^_^; I'm glad you like my story though!
Werekitten: Well I'm glad you love my insane musings. ^__^
Unfortunately...considering that I've finished the story and can
answer you truthfully that...no, they're not gonna be fixed. So
don't get your hopes up too much...^^;;
Lady Rune: *innocent look* Me? Naughty? I don't know what you're
talking about...^_^;;; Okay, I admit it- I was the one who took
the cookies from the cookie jar. *sigh* I'm sorry. ^__^ Just
kidding, actually, I've had this idea in my head forever, as
with all my ideas, they just turn progressively darker and more
twisted as time passes. I'm glad you're enjoying it though! ^__^
Happy reading! *wink*
Shella: Aww...I'm so sorry my Shella-chan! *snuggles bunches and
bunches* I didn't mean to hurt you! I think I should warn you
now before you try reading -this- chapter, that I think I
actually managed to make it -worse- than 'Inside You'.
*sweatdrop* And the Epilogue. Even the Epilogue is cruel. O.o;;
But you know what, I am going to make it up to you by posting
the next chapter to 'Imaginary' later today and to try and get a
new 'Sweet Revenge' chapter posted too. *nod* And I've also got
a sequel to 'Blood Lust' in the works to be written, so when I
finish 'Sweet Revenge', that'll be my next project to tackle.
^__^ Is that better? *huggles*
And on with the show...
***
//I just need this to be all right//
//I can't feel this another night//
Wufei's whole body shuddered under a suppressed groan as Duo's
blistering heat was suddenly removed off of him, all his nerves
tingling achingly in his sense-heightened state. The chestnut-
haired teen rolled smoothly off the bed, his stance not at all
acknowledging his fully nude appearance.
"Duo- please, let me out of these," Wufei implored, his voice
hoarse and all dignity forgotten as he tugged desperately at the
shirt-shrouded handcuffs.
"I'll let you out eventually, don't you worry Dragon," Duo
smiled slowly. "I want to savor the sight for a bit longer."
Underneath his cold despair, white-hot rage flared up. "I am not
some toy for you to play with! I said take these damn things
off!" The Asian immediately regretted the furious retort as the
smile vanished and was replaced by an expression eerily akin to
his Shinigami mask, the look he gave in battle that meant Death
to all who got in his way.
Not a good sign.
//I can't take this, I come unglued//
//I just need this to be all right//
//I can't feel this another night//
"I don't think you're in any position to be ordering me..." Duo
said lowly, the ice in his tone enough to make even Heero Yuy
flinch as he stood rigidly beside the bed. "...now are you
Wufei?"
Everything was frozen at the lethal lilt to his name, his heart
stopped, his blood halted, the words to reply coming up blank
and sticking in his parched throat. Panic drowned out all other
feeling; no longer was he in shamefully consented ecstasy, the
ire burnt out to nothing. Without the exhilarated adrenaline
high, every single stab of pain made itself known; the
unbearable throbbing between his legs, the stinging of cuts all
over his wrists, ankles, and chest...
The next thing Wufei knew was agony as one of his bamboo
training poles appeared in Duo's hand, cracking down upon his
bare skin in welting blows. The muscles under the bruised,
bleeding flesh convulsed instinctively and his breath hitched
into a half cry, half hiss.
Duo merely laughed with each snap of the pliable wood at
receiving only gasped phrases of Mandarin from his Dragon.
Then as unexpectedly as it had began, it ended.
//I can't take this, I come unglued//
//I might breakdown in front of you//
//Necessary to medicate//
//I'm not sleeping, can't stay awake//
Pride having long since been lost, Wufei didn't even bother
trying to contain the tears of torment streaming down the sides
of his waxen face, clinging to his sweat dampened raven hair. It
hurt too much to move even an inch, let alone how much more it
did as the sobs tore through his shattered walls in his weakness
as he pleaded to the gods to save him.
'Help me, Nataku...please, please help me...'
But it seemed his gods wanted nothing to do with such a grave
dishonor as he was.
//Half unconscious to escape my fear//
//Can't see through this//
//Too much pressure//
//Drowning in this//
//Too much pressure//
The silence was worse then the pain and laughter. All Wufei
could hear through the pounding in his ears was himself weeping
uncontrollably, not even able to move enough to hide his face in
his pillow.
The bamboo rod nearly fell right out of his hand as Duo's
amusement faltered at the sight of the arrogant Gundam pilot
crying. He had never thought that the Chinese teen would ever
succumb to showing so much weakness in front of the other
pilots, ever. It was why he and Heero had been at the top of his
list of toys to play with, because those two had seemed to be
the hardest to break.
He had gotten so much pleasure out of doing it to all those OZ
idiots and the General, and had been enjoying himself immensely
up until just a mere moment before.
What went wrong?
//My head hurts, this shit isn't getting me high//
//My chest is so tight, am I going to die?//
//My stomach's in knots and the room starts to spin//
//As I wait for this valium to slowly kick in//
Pain, so much pain...Everything felt as if it were on fire,
agonizingly creeping through his very soul like a million knives
plunging in at once, poisoning him. There was no one to save him
now; he was all alone to drown in the burning despair, his only
hope being the one who was inflicting the excruciating torment.
Wufei dared opening his stinging, red-rimmed eyes, attempting to
concentrate on -something- to make the room stay in focus, but
to no avail. Subconsciously, he was telling himself to reign his
foolish feelings before it was too late, but harsh reality
transcended his training and he knew to had to regain control
just to keep from passing out or going into shock from the sheer
nerve overload.
//Can't see through this//
//Too much pressure//
//Drowning in this//
//Too much pressure//
Too much.
There was just too much...he was broken, beaten, betrayed. It
would only be far worse if he fought that ghastly stranger; the
pain would still be coursing through his thrashed body, no
matter how hard he tried to will it away. It was too late to go
numb to the outside world...
It was too late to hide.
Duo's voice filtered through as Wufei finally stopped fighting
and slipped into oblivion.
"Just be glad I was playing nice tonight, my Dragon..."
//Can't see through this//
//Too much pressure//
//Drowning in this//
//Too much pressure//
//TOO MUCH PRESSURE//
***
^_^;; And to make things worse...there's a cruel epilogue
following...
Click! Review! Flame! I know you want to, so don't deny it now!
Yeppers, I'm back and ready for action! Or, er...story writing!
^_^;; I am immensely apologetic at the -long- delays for all my
fics, I finished my summer work and school started last Thursday
and it's been hell trying to get organized and into 'school
mode', so please forgive the lack of chapters during the past
couple of chaotic weeks. For now, I only have this chapter and
the epilogue to this story finished completely (well obviously,
since I'm posting it...), and I have a major portion to Chapter
11 of 'Imaginary' written also, so I'll try to get that posted
tomorrow. 'Sweet Revenge' will be posted within the next couple
of days too, so all my lovely reviewers will be getting a triple
dose of my angsty-ness! ^_^ Fun, ne?
Anyways...I also must say...well actually heavily caution you
guys...because this last chapter is -brutal-. And when I say
brutal, I mean that that last chapter, the lovely NCS-filled
one, is nothing but sappy romance compared to this. I suppose
it's because I've had too much insanity and little to no sleep,
but I changed the song from 'Price to Play' to 'Pressure' to fit
the mood. It's still StainD, just a different song.
Now for my long neglected reviewers...
Smiley-person: ^__^ Thank you, I try my hardest to make it
creepy.
KitsuneDewAddict: Heh, well, I don't know how much longer you'll
be cheering on Duo after this chapter...^_^;;
Sakumo: *blush* Aww, thankies! Yes, that was my first lemon, but
of course, I've also been doing my research. ^__^ I read a whole
ton of lemon-y fics to see how to do it right, and worked from
that. So I suppose I did a decent job then, eh? Thanks for the
tip though, I'll try to make sure the wording and description
aren't too overdone. ^_^; I'm glad you like my story though!
Werekitten: Well I'm glad you love my insane musings. ^__^
Unfortunately...considering that I've finished the story and can
answer you truthfully that...no, they're not gonna be fixed. So
don't get your hopes up too much...^^;;
Lady Rune: *innocent look* Me? Naughty? I don't know what you're
talking about...^_^;;; Okay, I admit it- I was the one who took
the cookies from the cookie jar. *sigh* I'm sorry. ^__^ Just
kidding, actually, I've had this idea in my head forever, as
with all my ideas, they just turn progressively darker and more
twisted as time passes. I'm glad you're enjoying it though! ^__^
Happy reading! *wink*
Shella: Aww...I'm so sorry my Shella-chan! *snuggles bunches and
bunches* I didn't mean to hurt you! I think I should warn you
now before you try reading -this- chapter, that I think I
actually managed to make it -worse- than 'Inside You'.
*sweatdrop* And the Epilogue. Even the Epilogue is cruel. O.o;;
But you know what, I am going to make it up to you by posting
the next chapter to 'Imaginary' later today and to try and get a
new 'Sweet Revenge' chapter posted too. *nod* And I've also got
a sequel to 'Blood Lust' in the works to be written, so when I
finish 'Sweet Revenge', that'll be my next project to tackle.
^__^ Is that better? *huggles*
And on with the show...
***
//I just need this to be all right//
//I can't feel this another night//
Wufei's whole body shuddered under a suppressed groan as Duo's
blistering heat was suddenly removed off of him, all his nerves
tingling achingly in his sense-heightened state. The chestnut-
haired teen rolled smoothly off the bed, his stance not at all
acknowledging his fully nude appearance.
"Duo- please, let me out of these," Wufei implored, his voice
hoarse and all dignity forgotten as he tugged desperately at the
shirt-shrouded handcuffs.
"I'll let you out eventually, don't you worry Dragon," Duo
smiled slowly. "I want to savor the sight for a bit longer."
Underneath his cold despair, white-hot rage flared up. "I am not
some toy for you to play with! I said take these damn things
off!" The Asian immediately regretted the furious retort as the
smile vanished and was replaced by an expression eerily akin to
his Shinigami mask, the look he gave in battle that meant Death
to all who got in his way.
Not a good sign.
//I can't take this, I come unglued//
//I just need this to be all right//
//I can't feel this another night//
"I don't think you're in any position to be ordering me..." Duo
said lowly, the ice in his tone enough to make even Heero Yuy
flinch as he stood rigidly beside the bed. "...now are you
Wufei?"
Everything was frozen at the lethal lilt to his name, his heart
stopped, his blood halted, the words to reply coming up blank
and sticking in his parched throat. Panic drowned out all other
feeling; no longer was he in shamefully consented ecstasy, the
ire burnt out to nothing. Without the exhilarated adrenaline
high, every single stab of pain made itself known; the
unbearable throbbing between his legs, the stinging of cuts all
over his wrists, ankles, and chest...
The next thing Wufei knew was agony as one of his bamboo
training poles appeared in Duo's hand, cracking down upon his
bare skin in welting blows. The muscles under the bruised,
bleeding flesh convulsed instinctively and his breath hitched
into a half cry, half hiss.
Duo merely laughed with each snap of the pliable wood at
receiving only gasped phrases of Mandarin from his Dragon.
Then as unexpectedly as it had began, it ended.
//I can't take this, I come unglued//
//I might breakdown in front of you//
//Necessary to medicate//
//I'm not sleeping, can't stay awake//
Pride having long since been lost, Wufei didn't even bother
trying to contain the tears of torment streaming down the sides
of his waxen face, clinging to his sweat dampened raven hair. It
hurt too much to move even an inch, let alone how much more it
did as the sobs tore through his shattered walls in his weakness
as he pleaded to the gods to save him.
'Help me, Nataku...please, please help me...'
But it seemed his gods wanted nothing to do with such a grave
dishonor as he was.
//Half unconscious to escape my fear//
//Can't see through this//
//Too much pressure//
//Drowning in this//
//Too much pressure//
The silence was worse then the pain and laughter. All Wufei
could hear through the pounding in his ears was himself weeping
uncontrollably, not even able to move enough to hide his face in
his pillow.
The bamboo rod nearly fell right out of his hand as Duo's
amusement faltered at the sight of the arrogant Gundam pilot
crying. He had never thought that the Chinese teen would ever
succumb to showing so much weakness in front of the other
pilots, ever. It was why he and Heero had been at the top of his
list of toys to play with, because those two had seemed to be
the hardest to break.
He had gotten so much pleasure out of doing it to all those OZ
idiots and the General, and had been enjoying himself immensely
up until just a mere moment before.
What went wrong?
//My head hurts, this shit isn't getting me high//
//My chest is so tight, am I going to die?//
//My stomach's in knots and the room starts to spin//
//As I wait for this valium to slowly kick in//
Pain, so much pain...Everything felt as if it were on fire,
agonizingly creeping through his very soul like a million knives
plunging in at once, poisoning him. There was no one to save him
now; he was all alone to drown in the burning despair, his only
hope being the one who was inflicting the excruciating torment.
Wufei dared opening his stinging, red-rimmed eyes, attempting to
concentrate on -something- to make the room stay in focus, but
to no avail. Subconsciously, he was telling himself to reign his
foolish feelings before it was too late, but harsh reality
transcended his training and he knew to had to regain control
just to keep from passing out or going into shock from the sheer
nerve overload.
//Can't see through this//
//Too much pressure//
//Drowning in this//
//Too much pressure//
Too much.
There was just too much...he was broken, beaten, betrayed. It
would only be far worse if he fought that ghastly stranger; the
pain would still be coursing through his thrashed body, no
matter how hard he tried to will it away. It was too late to go
numb to the outside world...
It was too late to hide.
Duo's voice filtered through as Wufei finally stopped fighting
and slipped into oblivion.
"Just be glad I was playing nice tonight, my Dragon..."
//Can't see through this//
//Too much pressure//
//Drowning in this//
//Too much pressure//
//TOO MUCH PRESSURE//
***
^_^;; And to make things worse...there's a cruel epilogue
following...
Click! Review! Flame! I know you want to, so don't deny it now!