Atsuki: And we're finally back! Sorry it took so long but my Internet died on me.
Ryo: That and she's lazy
Atsuki: Hey! (Whacks him) I'll have you know I had a lot of work these past weeks!
Ryo: Which you kept putting off until the last minute.
Atsuki: ...shut up...
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, if you haven't realised that by now then God forgot to include a brain when he made you.
Chapter Four: First Session
In an instant Jenrya found his hands cuffed to the headboard of the bed. He shifted, uncomfortable with this new position. Ryo smiled.
"Don't struggle Jen-chan, you'll only make things worse for yourself and that would be a shame considering you might enjoy this."
The bluenette snorted at this. He glared up at him, inwardly wincing as the handcuffs dug into his skin. He'd definitely have bruises before the night was over.
"You're so pretty when you're angry," whispered Ryo stroking his cheek with mocking tenderness, smirking as the younger recoiled from his touch, "Such a fiery spirit just begging to be broken."
Jenrya refused to reply, instead settling for glaring at him. The brunette just laughed nuzzling his neck.
"So cute, so innocent and so mine," murmured Ryo biting down hard. The shorter boy let out a pained gasp at the abrupt action. He squirmed as the senior lapped at the wound seemingly in apology.
"I will never belong to you."
Ryo ignored these words preferring to work on unbuttoning the other's shirt at which said other responded by struggling again. Ryo rolled his eyes at this futile rebellion and quickly diverted his attention by attacking the bluenette's mouth fiercely with his own. Using Jenrya's initial surprise to deepen the kiss, he ravaged his mouth while using one hand to continue undoing those annoying buttons. As he brought his other up to twist in the soft blue locks, he shivered in anticipation on the how that mouth would feel on another part of his body.
Jenrya cried out as the kiss was broken and his head forcefully jerked back allowing the senior to properly admire his graceful neck, perfect and unblemished save for the mark of ownership Ryo had given him earlier. The brunette smiled.
"Well maybe I should give you a few more reminders of who your master is."
That was the bluenette's only warning as lips descended once again on his neck sucking and biting at the soft skin there, the new bruises on his neck a sign of who held the power in their 'arrangement'. Ryo loved the taste of the freshman's skin, loved the way he would struggle despite it being pointless and the way Jenrya's body shuddered under his touch, the fear evident.
"Just give in….You can't win against me…"
"…"
The senior chuckled. 'Choosing to suffer in silence? How endearing'
He let his hand slip under the unbuttoned shirt, watching Jenrya stiffen as his fingers grazed over a nipple. He tugged at it gently feeling the boy underneath him shudder.
"I know you like it," murmured Ryo, his warm breath tickling Jenrya's ear, "You may be able to lie but your body can't."
There was no response from the blue haired teen who had his eyes squeezed shut and was currently cursing his body for betraying him. The brunette frowned slightly. It wasn't any fun when his toy wasn't responding.
He smirked. 'Well this will definitely trigger a reaction'
He bit savagely at the one nipple while bringing a hand up to harshly twist the other. Jenrya cried out feeling tears prick at his eyes. He squeezed them shut, refusing to give Ryo the satisfaction of seeing him cry.
He felt so filthy with Ryo's lips on his and those rough hands exploring his body. The brunette didn't want to humiliate him. He wanted to leave him a broken little doll.
His eyes opened. 'I won't let that happen.'
The senior sat up after feeling the other's body stiffen and his lack of noises again. Looking into silver eyes, he saw that defiant look and sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"You just won't admit defeat, will you? You know, you're cute Jen-chan but this attitude of yours…"
There was muffled cry as the brunette slashed his nails across the soft expanse of skin.
"…needs a little re-working."
Jenrya hated that soft, patronizing voice Ryo used with him. He fervently prayed to anyone listening up there that something would stop this psycho, preferably a bolt of lightning.
"RYO-KUN!"
It appeared his prayers had been answered as the door burst open and slammed shut.
"Ryo! It's a disaster! Sei-kun's out of lube!"
The brunette stared at her. "And you would know this how?"
"Because I planted a camera in his room!" replied Ritsu way too cheerfully.
Ryo rolled his eyes. "Why doesn't that surprise me? Fine, it's in the second drawer."
The purple haired girl rummaged around for a minute before finding it and holding it up triumphantly. "Oh yeah. There's also some student council meeting thingy you're supposed to go to. Something about it being really urgent but of course I was in the middle of a crisis so I had no time to ask more about such a trivial thing."
The older boy sighed and gave Jenrya an apologetic smile, "Sorry angel, that's all we've got time for I guess."
The smaller boy inwardly thanked whoever was listening up there as Ryo got up and went into the bathroom to change.
As soon as Ryo left for the meeting, Ritsu turned to Jenrya and squealed.
"Hi, hi, hiya! I'm Ritsu! You can call me Ritsu! And I know you! You're Jenrya, Ryo's uke! You're so cute! And- Oh?" She stopped in her rant after noticing the position he was in, "That looks kinda uncomfortable. Want me to get the key?"
The bluenette blinked. "Umm…yes please?"
"He always keeps it in the first drawer."
She grinned, pulling it out and unlocking the handcuffs. Jenrya sat up rubbing his wrists. His arms ached a little from the position Ryo had forced him into. Ritsu stepped back, frowning as she looked over him properly for the first time since her arrival.
The younger boy noticed her staring and abruptly looked away. He was a little confused by the grim look she wore. After all, Ryo hadn't seemed bothered that she had burst in on the two of them and he hadn't even bothered getting off him while talking to her. That and the fact that Ryo handcuffing people to beds seemed perfectly normal to her.
Jenrya's eyes narrowed. 'Then again, Ryo wasn't who he appeared to be so why should his friend be any different?'
Ritsu gave an uneasy laugh breaking the silence. This whole awkward tension atmosphere just wasn't her thing. As Jenrya got up and began buttoning his shirt, she said,
"You know, my friend has some cream that'll clear up those marks in no time. Do you want to come with me and get it? I have to give him something anyway."
A suspicious glance was shot her way, as he didn't reply.
She sighed. "Look, I know what you're thinking and I'm being honest when I say my intentions are completely sincere. I just want to make sure you're okay. Well…that and I need someone else to hide behind when Sei finds out I put a camera in his room again and gets really mad and chases me with a mallet while threatening to burn my yaoi manga but apart from that they're honourable! Besides you're a pretty boy uke! As a spiritual sister of yaoi, I would never do anything to hurt you, manipulate maybe but not hurt."
The younger boy massaged his temples. It was like talking to Shuichon. He smiled. Somehow, the fact that she was like Shuichon made her seem less apprehensive.
"Okay." He was probably insane but she couldn't make things any worse and she did help him. Besides, he really didn't want to be here when Ryo came back.
"Great, let's go!" she yelled latching on to his arm. The bluenette shifted uneasily and tried to pull away but Ritsu just tightened her grip.
"You're obviously one of those people who likes their personal space and it's only fair to tell you that invading personal space is a favourite hobby of mine so let's go!"
Suddenly Jenrya had a really bad feeling about this.
Ryo was irritated.
First the student council meeting took two hours because he had to repeat himself constantly to half of them until they got it and the other half hung on his every word, trying to sound impressive with long, complex explanations as to why this or that should happen. Most of the time they didn't even make sense.
If that wasn't bad enough, it seemed like everybody wanted to stop him from spending more time with his pet. As soon as he managed to get away from one person another would appear to ask him about something or another and of course he answered every query smiling and chatted amiably to them while inwardly promising to give Ritsu a list of each of their names to use to expand her voodoo doll collection.
He gave a small sigh of relief as he entered the room. He glanced over at the bed and wasn't surprised to see it empty with the handcuffs lying there unlocked. 'Ritsu probably dragged him off somewhere.'
He shrugged and sat down, flicking through some folders when the door opened.
"Finally back, Jen-chan?" asked the brunette smirking at the younger boy who ignored him and headed to the bathroom. Ryo's smirk widened as her made to follow the other but was stopped by a hand on his arm.
This was annoying, even Ritsu was stopping him from playing with his toy. "Yes?"
"Kinda rough for your first session weren't you?"
"He was defying me."
"I thought you wanted someone who would put up a fight."
He shrugged. "It was just a small warning that there will be consequences if he pushes me too far."
The girl looked thoughtful for a minute. "Hmm…"
He raised an eyebrow at her. "What?"
She smiled. "Nothing. Just be gentle, he's only a freshman."
He watched her retreating back as she headed off to her room, frowning slightly. Despite remembering what Sei had said about girls and their mood swings, Ritsu's behaviour was still somewhat unsettling.
He was closing the door as Jenrya came out of the bathroom clad in dark green pyjamas. The bluenette went to get into bed when strong arms wrapped around his waist pulling him away.
Jenrya growled. Hadn't Ryo had enough fun tormenting him earlier? After Ritsu had decided drag him all over campus, all he wanted was to sleep.
"Do you ever think about anything besides molesting me?"
The brunette smirked pulling them both down on to his bed. "When you're in the room, how can I think about anyone else?"
Pushing up the top, he saw five long scratch marks marring the smooth skin of the younger boy's stomach. He frowned remembering Ritsu's words earlier. 'Maybe
Running his finger down one of them, he watched the freshman flinch and sighed pulling the other into his arms again. Jenrya shifted, surprised as the senior buried his face in his neck and made no move to try anything. His eyes narrowed in suspicion.
Feeling his pet stiffen, Ryo sighed murumuring, "Go to sleep Jen-chan."
The smaller one waited a long while before gradually relaxing. Ryo smirked, pulling him closer.
'I guess I'll be gentle to make up for earlier. Just this once.'
Atsuki: You know what? That wasn't really that bad so I didn't have to up the rating after all.
Ryo: Yeah, it was kinda disappointing. I think everyone wanted a lemon, me included.
Atsuki: Yeah but that would be rushing it. You should always have nice periods. So…. next chappie, whips and kinky outfits?
Ryo: (grinning evilly) Definitely!
Atsuki: Okay everyone review please! What do you want to see in the next chapter?
1) Jen-chan in costume (I was thinking kitty but suggestions are welcome)
2) Spanking session (Yay!)
3) Collar and whips and chains (Yummy!)
Ryo: I want all of them
Atsuki: Well you don't count. And a big thank you to my lovely reviewers: kawaii-yaoi-overdose, Li'ain, ShadowGirl4ever, Evil genius at work, Puppeh, KimMi1, Dark Heart, Bboyz, Airkid and SnakeCharmer And CobraDancer. Normally I'd answer all your reviews but I heard that answering reviews in chapters wasn't allowed so until someone can tell me whether that's true or not I won't risk it.