Hey, hey, hey!
I was really excited to get a good amount of reveiws for this! I'm glad you guys are interested to see what's going to happen to poor
little Ritsuka...
Also, I apologize because it was brought to my attention that I had spelt Yuiko's name wrong. (She's not exactly my favorite character. XD)
So, same warnings as last time. I don't own these lovely characters and enjoy!
(Also, a huge hug to all my reveiwers. I've been told I have a nasty case of cliff hangers. :D So, I apologize in advance...)
"She's not home," he cooed against my ear, grasping both of my wrists and spinning me around to face him. "I have this cute little kitty all to myself." My eyes widened as I tried to rip my hand out of his death lock. "Yo-You said you wouldn't hurt me!" I yelled, barely noticing the tears that were threatening to spill down my cheeks. Again I struggled in his grasp, stepping backwards as he started to advance towards me.
My back hit something hard with a thud- the wall. Soubi chuckled lightly, suddenly leaning down to silence my cries with his mouth. It felt weird to me, having his lips smashed up on mine. He ran his tongue across my bottom lip, swiftly pinning my arms above my head. I tried to voice a protest through the kiss but it ended sounding like a moan.
I felt him smile against my lips before he pulled away to look down at me. My heart was beating a million miles per hour. 'Why had I been stupid enough to let him in,' I thought to myself angrily. 'I doubt I could fight him off… he seems strong.' I desperately tried to weigh my options.
He leaned back down to my neck, causing me to gasp when his tongue made contact with the skin. Having his experienced mouth ravaging my throat wasn't helping with the whole 'Think of a Way to Escape,' thing. I squirmed against the wall, my legs flailing against him and the flat surface behind me when suddenly he nipped my neck, pulling slightly on the skin between his teeth.
I screamed, squeezing my eyes shut tightly, "No Soubi! Please… stop!" I resorted to begging, hoping that he might have a soft side. Apparently not. His tongue flicked out as he suckled the bleeding welt. I whimpered, wishing my hands were free so I could wrap my fingers around his neck. He laughed wickedly, letting go of my wrists for just mere seconds before he picked me up easily and slung me over his shoulder in one movement.
Ignoring my fists that were now pounding on his back, he started to walk up the stairs that lead to the hallway connecting the two bedrooms we had. My stomach dropped in terror as for the fist time that night, I realized his intentions. Somehow sensing this, he laughed, sounding greatly amused. "What did you think I was planning Ritsuka?" he asked, pushing my bedroom door open.
Even though he couldn't see my face, I looked away, my flushed cheeks now soaked in tears. "Hm?" he taunted me, dropping me like a rag doll onto the mattress. I watched, horrified and unable to move as he climbed onto the bed with a sadistic smile. His eyes flashed as he grabbed my chin, his slender fingers curling around my jaw as he pulled me up into sitting position.
He smashed our lips together again, gripping a handful of my hair. I tried with all my might to push him away from me but my strength was nothing compared to his. I felt him start to suck on my bottom lip, one of his hands now snaking under my jacket. He bit down fiercely on the skin, muffling my scream with another crushing kiss.
When he pulled away I was panting and trying to catch my breath, praying to whatever God might be out there to save me from this Hell. With one hand he started to unzip my jacket and with the other he pushed me backwards, making me land on the few pillows I had on my bed. He ripped my jacket off my body, grabbing the collar of my shirt in two fists. Before I knew what he was doing, he tore it in half, making a clear line down my chest that revealed milky white skin.
"Breathtaking," he murmured, tossing the remains of my shirt across the room with my jacket. In a feeble attempt to cover myself, I crossed my arms across my chest. "Ritsuka," he snarled, roughly grabbing my wrists and wrenching them away from my body. "You'll learn not to do that…"
I shuddered at the threat, looking away from this horrible monster. A strange sound caught my attention, making my ears perk up curiously. With a few swift movements I found myself handcuffed to my bed, my arms stretched above my head uncomfortably. A pair of cold hands ran up my stomach to my chest, massaging the skin softly. Soubi lowered his head to my neck again, re opening the same wound he had given me before. After giving me a few more welts, his tongue trailed down my chest to my nipple.
To my horror, when he bit the soft bud it became hard. This seemed to encourage him as he smirked up at me, enjoying every second of my torture. "No, no, no, no…" I had started to whisper absentmindedly, watching with wide eyes as he ran one of his hands up my thigh. Then he started to rub my crotch through my jeans. I let out a strangled moan, the combination of him biting my nipple and rubbing me too much to handle.
I could feel myself getting hard, despite the fact that I was trying to think of something, anything other than what the blonde haired man was doing. "Don't be shy Ritsuka," I heard his smooth voice whisper, his lips now resting just above my belly button, "You can't help the fact that your body reacts to me; it's completely natural."
"Shut up!" I suddenly screamed at him, all my anger bursting out. "Just shut up you sick freak! I hate you!" The silence was suffocating; the only sound you could hear was my ragged breathing, full of unwanted lust and anger. Soubi started to laugh, making me even more pissed off.
"My, my… this little kitty has a bit of a temper, eh?" He teased me, reaching up to stroke my ears. I jerked my head away, the anger replaced with hopelessness. No matter how angry I got, it didn't change my situation. He wouldn't give up that easily. 'Maybe if I…' The thought was interrupted by a sickening sound. Soubi was un-doing my jeans, staring at my body with eyes full of lust.
I tugged and pulled desperately at the chains constricting my wrists. Even though I knew it was useless, I would feel like I had given up if I didn't at least try. Now he had the belt undone and was slowly sliding my pants off my hips and down my legs, tossing them to join my other clothes.
"Don't be scared Ritsuka," one of his hands running up my thigh. I squeezed my eyes shut, hating the fact that it felt good. My mouth opened in surprise when his fingers lightly grazed above where my underwear and skin met. "No, no…" I said weakly, the heat from my cheeks now seemed to burn anywhere Soubi touched.
He removed my underwear slowly; the friction causing me to gasp. I opened my eyes slightly, almost feeling in pain from the intensity of my erection. Somehow Soubi had shed his long jacket and shirt in the time I had my eyes closed. I stared silently at the man leaning over me, my eyes running down his pale and toned chest. 'A beautiful monster,' I thought, quickly distracted when Soubi's tongue grazed my hip bone. My breath sped up as I watched him run his tongue up my erection.
The feeling of his hot, wet mouth on my member was unbelievable. I arched my back, involuntarily bucking my hips towards him. "So sensitive," he smirked, grabbing my hips to hold me down roughly. I moaned loudly as he took me all the way in. He waited for a few seconds, his eyes smiling at the noises I was making, before swallowing, the action only making me hotter.
"Stop!" I pleaded; feeling like my body was on fire. Every little movement he made felt incredibly intensified, like I was hyper-sensitive all of a sudden. He pulled away from me, looking up with curious eyes.
"Stop?" he mimicked what I said questioningly. The loss of contact made me squirm underneath his hands. I groaned, fighting an inward battle with my pride. My erection was throbbing, begging for some kind of release but I was horrified by this whole situation.
"Ask me for it, Ritsuka," he demanded with his eyes on fire. 'Fuck,' I thought, wishing again that my hands were free. 'What kind of sick, messed up game is this?' He waited for an answer, pressing one of his hands into the muscle below my belly button. I inhaled sharply, the battle quickly abandoned as I breathed, "Please…Soubi."
"Please what?" he grazed his fingers down my stomach to my thigh. I felt so degraded but I didn't care, all I could think of was the heat between my legs. "Please, do something, anything…" I practically screamed, almost sure that my face was burning red. "As you wish," he whispered, taking me in his mouth again.
He swirled his tongue around the tip, smiling at my whimpers and mewls. All of this was completely new; I wasn't quite sure what was happening. I felt the burning intensify; something was building from deep inside of my stomach. "I…something is…" I panted, not sure what to call what was happening.
He held my bucking hips down again, pulling me out of his mouth. "Ritsuka," he murmured, now nipping at my ear while un-doing his belt. "As cute as you look with ears…"