Questionable Bonds (Private 18+)

[Snoopycake]

Watching the younger man hardly glance at the room he spent 13 minutes preparing, the orange-eyed man’s eyes stayed on him as he continued to perch at the end of the expensive mattress; feeling his fingers twitch as dug aggressively into the cloud-like furniture. He felt his blood pressure begin to simmer at the oh-so-familiar man situated not too far from him, within reach in seconds if he was quick.

 

Feeling his eye begin to twitch at the brown haired man’s disobeying of his simple command of where to be seated, the Italian beauty listened intently to what the handsome man to say; quickly processing the claims Zach was explaining. It caused him to immediately stand up from the bed; all playfulness and lust disappearing from his eyes.

 

“You do realise I can kill you right?”

 

Effortlessly pulling out the gold switch blade from the seam of his luxury jacket, the black haired man felt his blood boil after he gritted at his teeth; reaching over to cut a fresh mark at the collarbone.

 

“After everything I did for you runt. This is how you repay me?! YOU wanted that man dead not me, YOU wished it upon him, YOU! Not me! I have blood on my hands because of you, to a man I have ZERO involvement in. You are the one that killed him. Therefore you have no say in what happens to you. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, YOU DOG?”

 

Pausing his aggressive outburst in order to calm his boiling blood pressure, the feminine looking man’s face and presence voided it’s of all prexisting emotion; wiping the droplets of blood from his blade of a white napkin beside him. Looking back at the larger man in the eye, the delicate looking man spoke up after a few minutes; moving back towards the younger man by the door, using the heel of his boot into the said man in order for him to move.

 

“Do not attempt to leave this room”

 

The gorgeous man finished before walking back down the tall, empty hallway; returning back to his work.

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Having been beaten into submission countless times before, Zach didn't show fear and didn't panic when faced with the older man's immense anger. Knowing he couldn't bring himself to use force against him and fight back, he in stead shut down. He dropped his gaze and allowed his captor to do as he liked with him, giving no resistance.

 

In all the time he'd spent with him and all the years he'd observed him, Zach had never seen the other as angry and violent as today. He wondered if all of it was his own fault, if he'd upset the beautiful man more than anyone else had managed to in years, or if he'd simply been turning a blind eye to how dangerous he really is. Still, he didn't believe even for a moment that Casey would kill him, despite the threat.

 

He staid seated on the floor long after the other man stormed off, still disheveled and blank faced like he'd left him. The accusations hurt worse than the plethora of wounds that had been inflicted on him and he neither had the will to move nor did he know what to do with himself. However the red marks on his face and chest continued to sting and bleed, so much so that he soon had to address them. The last cut which the older man had performed in a rage seemed to be the deepest so Zach removed his shirt and pressed it hard against the wound. When it calmed he finally pushed himself up to his feet and walked listlessly into the bathroom to clean himself.

 

Zach wouldn't stand being a prisoner for very long, it was only a matter of time before he would go against what the other man had told him. However, if he tried anything now he would only earn another scar. The best decision was to rest so he turned off the lights and laid down on the edge of the large bed, not wanting to take up a lot of space, even if he was alone. His fingers blindly traced the criminal's mark that was now a part of his skin. The burnt flesh stung worse from the touch and his mind struggled to accept that this it wouldn't heal and go away, but slowly he grew numb to it all.

[Snoopycake]

~ N E X T D A Y ~

 

Shaking out a cigarette out of his packet of Marlboro Red’s from the side of his bed, the feminine-looking boy placed it between his teeth; lighting the paper bud with his engraved gold lighter. Breathing in the toxic fumes, the delicate looking boy pulled himself out of the overly large bed; ignoring the large man staring at his back beside him.

 

“You were more energetic than usual last night.”

 

Leaving the fag in his mouth, the bright orange eyed boy continued to pretend the blonde haired man didn’t exist for a little while longer; pulling on some boxers and trousers whilst not bothering with the upper half.

 

Smirking at the pretty man in front of him, the pierced man effortlessly reached over to brush his fingers over the small of his back; moving his large hand to hold against the narrow waist.

 

“Something has obviously upset you too. You are normally a lot needier too.”

 

Deciding to glance back at William who was holding onto him, the beautiful man leaned down to lick at the pierced ear of the blue-eyed man; allowing the larger man to pull him down onto his lap.

 

“You got me all worked up kitten.”

 

“I’ve got things to do.”

 

Deciding to make out with the older man for a little while, Cas finally pulled away with a hand on the naked man’s chest; getting up from the rumpled sheets and mattress.

 

Moving over to his walk-in wardrobe to pull out a black hoodie, the feminine-looking boy swiftly exited the bedroom; pulling the item of clothing over his head whilst he walked back to the bedroom of the cause of his annoyance.

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Zach passed the rest of the night tight asleep, too tired for any dream or nightmare to shake him awake. However as soon as the sun appeared and light poured in through the large windows he had no choice but to be up. It didn't help that as soon as he opened his eyes he was reminded of what had happened only a few hours before and various worries started to weigh heavy on his mind.

 

His day began with examining his wounds, though they of course hadn't healed over night and there was still little he could do to properly treat them. However, any small task helped keep his thoughts focused and prevented him from dwelling on what his captor had said as he'd left. In ways, Zach was trying to become comfortable in his luxurious prison but that effort made him feel surreal.

 

He only now started to inspect the large chamber and soon learned that there was no clock in the room. He wondered if the other man had excluded it on purpose, to hinder his sense of time, or if he simply hadn't given that much thought to what one might need if they were trapped. Though the room already contained more things than any normal cell and Zach couldn't complain about anything other than being kept there against his will.

 

There was no telling when someone would come in and this kept him alert. However as time passed by slowly and nothing happened his restlessness over-weighed his caution. He entered the bathroom, made sure to close the door behind him and considered securing it somehow but abandoned the idea upon realizing how that could easily upset his captor if he noticed. In stead he undressed and glanced around nervously every few minutes, all the while thinking how silly it was of him to feel self-conscious and shy in his situation.

 

Zach doubted taking a shower would be good for his exposed cuts but the water soothed him and he soon found himself just standing under the cold stream with his head lightly resting on the wall tiles. He lost track of how long he'd lingered there and after drying himself off he put on only his pants, deciding he needed a change of clothes but unsure if there were any available.

[Snoopycake]

Pausing outside the large bedroom the door, the dark-haired man took a few breaths to keep him calm before slowly opening the room; taking in the slightly rumpled bed sheets and lack of his obsession in the bedroom. Turning to look at the attached bathroom to his side, the orange eyed man didn’t move from his position by the door; listening to the calming sound of the water falling.

 

Finally moving from the door frame, the feminine-looking boy made his way over to the large wardrobe to pull out some comfy joggers and a soft t-shirt; carefully placing them on the bed after neatly preparing the sheets and pillows to its previous state.

 

Pulling out the heavily equipped medical kit from under the expensive bed, the gorgeous man pulled out the wound cleaner, gauze, bandages, plasters as well as a clean needle and dissolvable stitches.

 

After a short time of waiting for the brown-haired man, the beautiful man found himself becoming bored; eager to see the love his life once again. He stood from the plush bed, moving over to the ensuite; opening the door to reveal the almost naked man. Cas reached out to grab him, gently pulling him back into the bedroom to sit him down.

 

Easily slipping onto the larger man's lap, the gorgeous man found himself smiling; pressing soft kisses across his scars.

 

“I thought about your mean words last night. You made me so sad puppy. But, I forgive you; okay?”

 

Leaning up to kiss at the other man’s lips, Cas continued to smile beautifully; happy to be back into the arms of his love.

[ZX-MetalMonster]

The older man's sudden appearance in the bathroom startled Zach, he took a step back and opened his mouth to argue, upset that he was being bothered again as soon as he'd managed to relax. The events of the previous night were still fresh in his mind however so he thought twice about resisting his captor and dropped his complaints.

 

The hand that gripped his wrist was unexpectedly gentle and gave Zach hope that the beautiful man had calmed. Though he was soon reminded that this also meant he would be toyed with again and like before, he had little idea how to counted the other male's advances.

 

Pinned in place by the smaller body resting on his lap, he looked to the side and frowned softly as lips brushed over his scars. The tension from their previous encounter lingered between them, though it felt like Zach was the only one aware of it. His body was stiff and he didn't know what to do with his hands, so he kept them awkwardly at his sides, lightly gripping the mattress underneath. Intimacy was still new to him and it made him nervous that he had only pants on.

 

-"Okay." He muttered an agreement to please the other man and was then silenced by a kiss. Zach wanted to return these affections just as much as he wanted to push the other man off and run away. However, neither of those things were something he could afford, so he in staid quiet and motionless, like the touch meant nothing to him and he was only waiting for it to be over.

-"I'm sorry..." He whispered shortly their lips parted. "I wont say those things again..." With that promise, he shifted slightly under the smaller man and with a feather light touch, pleaded for him to stand up and give him space.

-"C-Can I get dressed now, please?" His voice was barely loud enough to be heard.

[Snoopycake]

Pausing for a moment to listen to Zach’s words whilst taking in his body language, the gorgeous man felt his mouth twitch; struggling to keep up his genuine smile.

 

Does his puppy hate him?

 

Picking up the hand that was previously placed in the mattress, the feminine looking boy placed it on his heart; moving his long legs to lock behind his back in a playful manner.

 

“You don’t need to apologise puppy. I understand this is probably stressful for you and you wish you were home. But, it will all be okay soon.”

 

Leaning up once again to press a loving kiss against his lips, the delicate looking boy laughed gently leaning over to collect his items to clean his wounds; reaching up to brush some hair out of his eyes.

 

“Of course you can. Let me just make sure you are okay first! I don’t want you to be hurt.”

 

Starting with the deep wound on his chest that he caused the previous night in his anger, the beautiful man smiled picking up the wound cleaner on a cotton bud; soaking it for a second.

 

“This might hurt my sweet. I’m sorry.”

 

Pressing a small kiss in-between his brows, the attractive man began to clean at the wound quickly before picking up the needle and dissolvable stitches and getting to work with sewing up the wound. Once he had finished, the gorgeous man moved on to cleaning the burn wound; pressing a gauze to it before wrapping it up.

 

“Hopefully this will make them heal faster.”

 

Using a plaster to cover the small cut on his face, the feminine looking boy kissed the other man once again; smiling brightly up at the handsome man.

 

“Are you hungry?? I’ll make you something! What is your favourite??”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

After the beautiful man adjusted his position on his lap, Zach breather a small, inaudible sigh and rested his arms very lightly around him. His thoughts were forming at a sluggish pace, what little energy he had was fully invested in keeping his captor calm, so he couldn't think of another way to subtly beg him to move away.

 

He met all of the other man's tenderness with a forced, stoic expression but every time they kissed, his chest tightened and it was painful in a way he hadn't been exposed to before and wasn't numb to. Nonsensical thoughts crossed his mind while the beautiful man treated his wounds, the longer they staid close the more he wanted to show him that he loved and wanted him. However Zach had learned the previous night not to trust the criminal's affectionate and cheerful behavior.

 

-"I don't want anything... I'll try to go back to sleep." He answered and looked to the side as the situation finally made a blush show on his skin. "Please..." Give me space. The words wouldn't come out even as a whisper not only out of reluctance to upset the other man but also because the accusations put on him had partially convince him he had no right to demand anything. Only a small, choked sound slipped by his lips and he rested his forehead on the other man's shoulder, having to hide his face before his expression could reveal everything he was feeling.

[Snoopycake]

Examining the reactions from the handsome man he was currently smothering with his weight, the gorgeous man patiently waited until he had finished; hoping the response was what he envisioned.

 

He hated what he received.

 

Feeling his fingers twitch a little at the stoic expression he received, Asya attempted to stretch his facial muscles into a smile; however, it rendered hopeless after a few tries.

 

“You should not oversleep, it will affect your brain activity and mental processes. You need some food and fresh air.”

 

Reaching over slowly to brush fallen strands of hair out of the larger man's eyes, the beautiful make tucked it behind his ear; leaning down once more to give a lingering kiss against his cheekbone.

 

He liked the blush on his face. It suited him.

 

Why didn’t this man love him already? What was he doing wrong?

 

Every muscle in his body seemed to restrict once the larger man rested his forehead upon his shoulder, anger bubbling in his bloodstream at the choked sound that escaped from his mouth.

 

Who was upsetting what is his?

 

It obviously wasn’t him, he could never make his puppy so distraught.

 

Allowing the other man to take some time to himself to calm down, the Italian beauty effortlessly reached over to pick up the clothes he had chosen for him; gently passing them to him.

 

“I got some clothes for you, puppy. I’ll leave you to get ready. Please do not disturb the wounds so be gentle. I would not wish for you to feel extensive pain.”

 

Cupping the handsome man’s cheeks in the palms of his hands, the feminine-looking boy leaned down to press a kiss upon the bottom of his eyes; smiling at him genuinely.

 

“I will go and prepare some food, I’ll be waiting for you in the kitchen down the hall.

 

Standing up from the taller man’s lap reluctantly, the delicate looking boy kissed him once again before leaving the room; ignoring the man standing outside the door asking for his attention.

[ZX-MetalMonster]

As soon as the other man left, Zach felt a burden was lifted off him, not only because he was no longer in danger of being hurt but because the need to love and touch the older man was easier to suppress when he wasn't within reach and sight. Minutes passed before he recovered from the kisses the other had generously placed across his face and the intense blush was washed off of his skin. He would have gladly sat on the edge of the bed for a while, quiet and pleasantly cold, but he knew better than to keep the beautiful man waiting for longer than necessary so he prepared himself to face him again.

 

He put on the clothes picked out for him at a sluggish pace and frowned slightly, wishing they were thicker and more like what he'd been dressed in when they'd captured him. The loose, soft fabric was unwanted, like all the other luxuries the older man had put at his disposal. Zach was well mannered and knew to show gratitude when given a gift but there was little a person locked up and abused could feel thankful for.

 

Stepping out of his prison room, he was astonished to find the hallway vacant and in a moment of insanity he looked around frantically for the front door. However before he could make a run for what had to be a locked exit, he regained his senses, sobered by the memory of the previous day, and in stead sent himself towards what he assumed was the kitchen.

[Snoopycake]

Tipping out another straight cigarette out of his expensive tin, the beautiful man leaned down to light the fag using the sparkling gas stove; turning his back to rest against it once it was lit. Casey scratched at his stomach under his clothing whilst he breathed in the thick clouds of smoke, his mind racing about the taller brunette resonated in his bedroom.

 

What was going on? Why wasn’t this man putty in his hands?

 

Glancing to his left to watch the pasta boil upon the stove, the feminine looking man had decided to cook Zach himself a meal; something that his grandma taught him before she was killed.

 

He hoped his lover would like it.

 

Lazily stirring the bubbling sauce whilst he continued to smoke, the delicate looking man ignored his men that were starring at him; as if begging him to say something.

 

“ ………… Signore, abbiamo ancora bisogno di discutere il caso di Luvia-“

 

“Zitto! Non vedi che sono occupato? Mio padre pu? aspettare finch? non ho finito. Il resto di voi pu? risolvere quel fottuto caso senza di me! Ora perdersi prima che mi arrabbi.” He growled, holding the cigarette between his fingers.

 

Eventually, the large crowd in his kitchen diminished into his six bodyguards; keeping to the other side of the large room in order to give him space.

 

“Fottuto inferno.” The handsome man muttered, finishing off the large pasta dish and placing it upon the bar in his kitchen along with appropriate alcohol and cutlery.

 

Putting out the burning fag onto the marble worktop, the small man flicked the burning bud onto the floor; sitting down on one of the bar stools to wait for his puppy.