Chapter 17 Failure to Despise and Fear

Dark found himself standing in the middle of the bathroom, facing the man he had come to despise and fear for so long. His face was cupped in the elder's delicate hands holding his head aloof, as he was inspecting the youth in his naked glory.

Somehow his stalker had managed to strip him of his clothing to wash him before he could really object, and was now looking him over appreciatively, eyes taking a good mental picture of the boy in his nakedness, looking over smooth tanned skin that covered taut muscles, a slim figure, perfectly proportioned limbs and course his well sized sex.

True Dark had always taken care of himself and had worked out a lot before in order to make his- now ex-job- as a thief a little easier, but he'd certainly not done it to be ogled at by this pervert. He started shifting uncomfortably in the unrelenting grasp; bringing Krad's attention back to Darks face.

His eyes must have shown his fear since Krad caressed his cheek and whispered softly to him,

'It's alright my love; we have not the time to do anything of... importance right now.' Dark did not need that translated for him, but the fact his stalker had managed to strip him of his clothes so easily did not settle well with Dark. And even the man's promise to 'behave' did not calm his nerves, and he could not help the way he started shivering under his gaze.

His head was released suddenly and his hand taken, an affectionate kiss was placed on the back of it, before he was led towards the shower. Dark was almost to occupied to realise- that this, this was the room he had managed to destroy just yesterday... was it even possible that the mess he'd made could have been cleaned up, and the things broken replaced in that short a space of time? It looked exactly as it had done just the day before. He was seriously starting to believe this man was capable of anything. And it really wasn't a comforting thought.

Krad guided him into the shower, not bothering to close the glass doors- the very glass doors Dark had shattered in his fit of insanity, but now were perfectly fixed. It pissed him off to think that after all the trouble he'd gone to, to try and inconvenience the man even a little, and it was no bother to him at all.

As the man leaned around him to turn the shower on his fully dressed body rubbed briefly against his naked form, Dark let out a soft gasp at the contact against his naked flesh and hoped Krad hadn't heard him since, at that moment, the water started streaming down.

The overly hot water made Dark jump backwards in surprise right into the chest of the man standing behind him, still fully dressed and uncaring that his no doubt expensive clothing was getting drenched by the spray And leaning over again he fiddle with the temperature until it was right. Then pushing the younger boy back under the water he allowed his fingers to play with his hair, ensuring it was wet through.

Dark was standing tense the whole time, just wishing for the experience to be over already, flinching from his touches.

Fishing out the shampoo and conditioner he carefully soaped and washed out the dark locks, massaging the boy's scalp, Dark found himself relaxing unintentionally under the man's actions, even leaning back some into his chest to initiate more contact.

If he would have realised what he was doing he would have been horrified, but while being fussed over and treated like this he found it hard to be his normal self.

Fuck- If Krad could make him submit with something as simple as washing his hair, god only knows what else he would finally manage to coax out of him, but he just couldn't find himself caring right now while he had delicate fingers being stroked through his hair.

Dark was suddenly roused from his unaware state when he suddenly felt cold, opening his eyes- he didn't know at what point he had closed them- he noticed the showers spray had been turned off.

Twisting around to face the man still standing behind him he blushed brightly when he saw Krad appreciating the sight of his swollen flesh. The man had kept his sort of promise and had done nothing but wash his hair and Dark was already having to try and suppress his semi hard-on, it was almost amazing what this man- who scared Dark to death- could do to him, even when he himself was so unwilling.

Smirking, Krad took the boys hand once more leading him out of the shower cubicle and into the steamed up bathroom once again, he sat him down the a large pre-prepared bath tub of warm water which was complete with bubbles and bath salts.

Dark watched in silence as the man settled down next to the tub still dressed in his damp clothes, and grabbed a bottle off the shelf, pouring its contents into his hands he then lathered it up before proceeding to rub his hands over Dark's still very much naked body.

He didn't think he'd be able to stand anymore, Dark could already feel his now full erection brushing against his stomach as he sat there in the water, and now Krad was sensually massaging his flesh all over.

'K-Krad you don't need to-', he tried to shift away from the man, sloshing the water everywhere in the process, 'I can bloody wash myself!' The man paused briefly in his task smirking at the reactions of the boy.

'You are my dear pet, and it's my responsibility that I take care of-' his hand suddenly slid into the water submerging beneath it and palming the boys stiff member, '-Your every need.' He saw Krad smirk, as he couldn't stop himself from bucking his hips slightly into the hand.

The elders free hand gravitated towards Dark's flushed nipples, he brushed his fingertips across them carelessly, seeming to love the gasping reactions each time contact was initiated.

Dark thought desperately to himself-This wasn't right- he was straight, he liked girls! But somehow he couldn't quite convince himself of that fully right now as his hips quivered and eyelids fluttered as a man's hand continued to massage his straining flesh.

Krad was steadily bringing him to his peak, he felt so hot- even hotter than the bathwater, his cheeks were flushed. And he was thrusting steadily into the massaging fingers, and continued too right until his whole body stiffened and he released.

His eyes were glazed as he sat back lost in his post-orgasmic state.

But he felt Krad release his now softening member and instead pick him up straight from the bath, soaking himself even more than he was in the process, but not seeming to mind too much.

He snuggled into the man's wet, clothed chest as he was carried out of the room. He felt himself placed onto a soft surface, which he could only presume was his bed.

Not caring that he was still dripping wet and naked, he pulled the cover over himself and turned over to sleep.

How? How had Krad done that? Made him submit to him so easily, a man Dark despised and feared so much...

Tbc

Ah I just realised I never posted this! I've had it finished for ages- I'm sorry for making you all wait so long for it, I hope you enjoyed it.

But anyway I love this chapter- more to come soon hopefully.