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Chapter List
- 1-BOUND
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty-One
- 22-Twenty-Two
- 23-Twenty-Three
- 24-Twenty-Four - END
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~ Eleven ~
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The downstairs coffee shop wasn't large. It had only one row of booths by the windows on the right and a handful of small tables. The entire left wall was a service counter with a display of sandwiches and desserts. Natori led me to the booth by the windows in the corner farthest from the door. I think he honestly thought I’d bolt.
Truthfully, I honestly considered bolting, but since he was obviously going to let me go, I felt that inducing him to crush my dick would be stupid. Wearing my coat, though unbuttoned, my scarf looped loosely around my neck, and shouldering my book-bag, I slid into the seat opposite Natori.
A waitress in a white ruffle apron stopped by with a smile and took Natori's order for two cups of hot chocolate then walked away.
Natori set his elbow on the table and looked at me without a trace of a smile. "I know you're angry with me..."
I held his gaze. "No... Really?"
He winced. "I just wanted a chance to get to know you."
I lifted my brow in open sarcasm. "Do you...leash everyone you want to know?"
He shook his head. "As I said before, I honestly didn't think it would take." He leaned forward and lowered his voice. "I'm from a family of exorcists. It was just one of those things that I learned along with...paper demon techniques."
The waitress returned with two mugs of hot chocolate.
I lifted my mug and blew on the steaming contents.
Natori thanked the waitress with a sunny smile then closed his hands around his mug. He looked over at me. "You really would make an excellent apprentice."
I didn't bother looking away from the chocolate in my hands. "Forget it."
He snorted and smiled sourly. "Gods, you're stubborn. What do you want? Money...?"
Money? I set the mug down hard and glared coldly. Did he think I was some kind of whore that wanted to be paid for my...services? I rose from my seat. "I'm going home."
He laughed softly. "No, no! I was only kidding! Damn, you're temperamental." He waved his hand indicating that I should sit back down.
A twinge around my dick warned that I'd better obey him. I sat back down, my glare firmly in place. My gaze was drawn to downward-facing lizard tattoo on his neck. The position seemed...off from what I remembered.
Right before my eyes, the head turned to the left, then the whole thing turned, exactly as a true lizard until it pointed up. It crawled across his neck, then up his jaw and onto his face.
I stared wide-eyed and I know my mouth fell open. A shiver raced up my spine.
Natori's brow lifted. "Hm?"
I didn't even blink, unable to believe what was seeing. "Your tattoo it... It moves?"
His eyes widened and he pointed to his face. "You can see this too?" He blinked in open astonishment. "Oh, wow that's... That's impressive." He shrugged and smiled. "It showed up when I was really young around my ankle. The next day I thought it had disappeared but found it on my left arm. It crawls all over my body." His smile soured. "Creepy, isn't it?"
Yes, it was creepy -- it was creepy as hell. I couldn't stop staring at it.
He shook his head and waved in dismissal. "After a bit of investigation, mostly self-study, I discovered that it's some sort of spirit, though I still don't know what kind."
I frowned at him trying to comprehend what it would have been like if I'd discovered something like that crawling all over my body. "Does it...affect you?"
"Not that I've noticed. It's just creepy." He rolled his eyes and chuckled. "If it was sucking my life away, I suppose I'd be a bit more worried."
I couldn't believe he could dismiss that...thing so easily. An unknown spirit was crawling all over his body! For all he knew it could be shortening his life -- and he was laughing about it? Angry, I rose from my seat. "It's not funny!" I slammed my hands on the table. "If you don't know what it's doing, you should be worried...!"
"Master...?" A woman's head with long black hair slid out of the ceiling as though surfacing from water. "Who is this rude brat?" The black hair snaked out like a whip to warp around my neck and my wrist. It pulled, hard.
I my elbows and chin slammed onto the table, bruising me and bringing stars to my eyes. The hair around my throat tightened viciously, cutting off my breath. My eyes watered and my vision ran. The stupid thing was strangling me! I grabbed onto to the hair with both hands and jerked on it, gasping hard to get some air into my lungs.
The few people seated in the shop looked over at us and whispered.
The waitress came running. "Sir? What's wrong?"
Natori smiled at the waitress, but it only went as far as his lips, his eyes were on me. "He's... He's just a little asthmatic. Could you get us some water, please?"
The waitress ran off.
Natori pulled his oval glasses from his jacket's breast pocket and slipped them onto his eyes. He glared briefly up the ceiling and snarled very softly. "I did not ask you to act! Don't take the initiative. He's special to me. I won't tolerate this offense."
A creaky old man's voice spoke up right in front of me. "You are the one who is offensive."
I knew that voice. My eyes were watering, but I could still make out the rounded butt and bob-tail of Nyanko-sensei sitting on the table-top right in front of me. He was here -- finally! I wanted to weep in sheer relief.
The cat's voice rumbled into a deep base that was closer to his other voice, the one that belonged to his true shape. "Don't speak so casually of my prey, boy." There was a blinding flash.
Natori threw his arm up over his eyes.
The head squeaked in alarm and sank up into the ceiling.
The hair around my throat and wrist disintegrated. I gasped in a deep thankful breath, then grabbed the cat with both arms, snatched up my book-bag, and bolted for the door.
The waitress who was carrying a glass of water came toward me. "Sir! You can't bring a cat in here!"
My arms full of a squirming Nyanko-sensei, I grinned at her in passing. "We're leaving!"
Natori rose from his seat. "Wait...!"
The leash tightened around my dick and balls, but it wasn't anywhere near as crushingly powerful as before. It was snug and it pulled, but that was all. I yanked the door open. No way in hell was I waiting for that pervert.
The waitress grabbed Natori's sleeve. "Sir, the bill?"
Natori stared at her, then looked after me and shouted. "Tomorrow! The Nanatsuji park -- before sunset!"
The leash around my cock released. I slammed out of the shop and lunged onto the street. Despite the pain in several parts of my lower anatomy I ran. I was free -- until tomorrow.
Unfortunately, I couldn't keep running for long. The damned cat was heavy, but I simply couldn't put him down. I slowed to a trot and then a walk, the exhaustion that had been dragging at me all day finally catching up to me. What I needed to tell Nyanko-sensei weighed on my mind, but I couldn't think of a way to begin.
The cat crawled from my arms up onto my shoulder. He was surprisingly silent.
I turned onto my street. It was quiet, practically deserted, and perfect for the conversation I needed to have. I just hoped I could avoid going into detail. "Nyanko-sensei..."
The cat's old man voice creaked in my ear. "What did that rude brat do, Natsume?"
I sighed in relief and just spat it out. "He's got some kind of binding on me." My temper warmed, but I was too damned tired to really vent. "I can't refuse him anything. I can't even argue."
The cat grunted. "Nasty business those."
I glanced at him. "Can you get rid of it?"
The cat shrugged. "Depends on where it is. I'll need to see it."
I groaned and sagged. Once the cat saw where it was, plus all the rest of the marks on my body, it would pretty obvious what Natori had been doing to me. "When we get to my room."
Touko met me at the front door, her hair already escaping her bun and her blue kitchen smock spotted with flour. "Takashi..." She frowned, but her eyes were wide with concern. "Did something happen?"
I stepped out of my shoes and tried to keep the wince off my face. "No, no... I waited with Tanuma for his bus then I walked home through town and spoke to a friend." It was the truth, sort of.
Nyanko-sensei leaped off my shoulder and toddled toward the stairs, clearly heading to my room.
"You look exhausted." Touko's hands flew up to cup my face. "So warm... I knew I should have kept you home." She stepped back and her jaw tightened. "Bath and get ready for bed. I'll bring your supper up to you."
I smiled in my best imitation of a reassuring manner and pulled my scarf free from my neck. "No, its okay, I'm alright."
She tugged my book-bag from my shoulder and helped me out of my coat. "You are not alright." She set a hand on my shoulder and gently railroaded me toward the stairs. "I'm keeping you home from school tomorrow, so no homework tonight. You can do it tomorrow after you've rested."
I sighed and gave in. "Yes, ma'am."
She smiled and patted my shoulder. "Good boy."
I climbed the stairs and went down the hall to my room.
The cat was sitting on his pillow where it rested on top of the table by the wall.
I went straight to my dresser and pulled out a pair of fleecy gray sweatpants and a matching sweatshirt. I looked over at the cat. "I'll show you in the bathroom." I tilted my head toward the door. I wanted to do this behind a door that locked.
Touko wasn't nosy, so to speak, but she did tend to open my bedroom door only seconds after her knock. She'd surprised me while I was changing on more than one occasion. She always averted her eyes, but I didn't want to take any chances, not with all the sucker-bite bruises still on my skin.
The cat toddled after me down the hall and into the bathroom. He hopped up on the counter next to the small sink.
I closed the door behind us and locked it, then turned to push the heavy cover off the steaming tub. I glanced at the cat then turned my back to him and took off my school uniform jacket. I tossed it into the hamper by the door and pulled up my t-shirt, revealing all the marks on my shoulders and arms. I tossed that into the hamper too, and unfastened my pants. I dropped them and my briefs, revealing the rest of the marks on my thighs and ass. Unable to look at him, I knelt to gather my pants and stuffed them into the hamper by the door.
The cat snorted and spoke in a deep voice that wasn't creaky or anything like an old man. "Show me the binding, Natsume."
My face burning with shame, I turned around.
The cat was not on the counter. Instead, a tall male leaned against it with his heavily muscled arms crossed over his broad chest. He wore a long scarlet, copper, and gold autumn leaf patterned robe with a blood red sash loosely knotted around the hips.
He was definitely not human. His skin was milk-pale and obscenely long fluffy white hair draped his shoulders and spilled down his back. Scarlet outlined eyes that were the color of gold coins in a face that was sculpted masculine perfection. Scarlet slashes marked his cheeks, and a spiral paw-like mark rested between his brows. However, most telling was the fluffy white tail that had to be twice as long as he was tall. It was curled around his long boned feet with toes that ended in curved claws.
I blinked in open-mouthed shock. "Nyanko-sensei?"
He smiled, revealing fangs. One silver brow lifted. "I keep telling you I'm not a cat." He nodded. "Show me the binding."
My face hotter than it had ever been in my life, and completely unable to meet the breathtakingly beautiful creature's gaze, I pointed at the base of my dick. "It's here."
He stepped forward and knelt.
My heart slammed in my chest. I closed my eyes tight. I did not want to see that gorgeous face and that sinful mouth so close to...me. I began doing multiplication tables in my mind.
The creature growled softly, his heated breath brushing against my bare belly. "As I thought -- a damned sorcerer."
I swallowed and did not open my eyes. "Can you get rid of it?"
The creature snorted. "You have to break the binding."
I had to break it. Wonderful... I sighed heavily. "How?"
"Human bindings are notoriously weak. Avoid him from this sunset to next and it will shatter."
"Avoid him. Is that all?" I curled my lip in bitterness. "Well, gee, I just have to endure a crushed dick, but that shouldn't be too high a price to pay."
He chuckled. "You merely need a very good distraction."
"A distraction...?"
He grunted in agreement. "This type of binding reacts directly in proportion to the level of lust you feel. It's far weaker when your desires are satisfied."
That actually made sense, considering that after I’d jumped Kaname Tanuma, the binding on me had been barely noticeable. Also, when Natori had called out to me in the coffee shop, the binding had tightened, but hadn't actually caused any real pain compared to earlier when I’d been...erect.
"Oh, so I just need to keep from getting...excited?" I opened my eyes and gazed at the creature kneeling so close to me. His head was almost even with mine; he was that tall. However, my eyes were drawn to the sight of his raised knee. It had parted his red robe and was providing an amazing view of his bare muscular thigh, almost to the crotch. Talk about exciting... My mouth watered with the urge to run my tongue along those long pale muscles.
"Not quite." He lifted his golden gaze to mine. "This binding is designed specifically to provoke lust when activated. As long as you satisfy the lust it induces, it will lose its potency. Physical distance helps too." He rose to his feet, his head nearly brushing the ceiling. His eyes narrowed and his sudden smile showed fangs. "Now then, why don't you tell me how that sorcerer got his hands on you in the first place?"
"Eh..." I took a hasty step back, but there really wasn't anywhere to go. The bathroom wasn't large by any means.
A knock came on the door.
I nearly jumped out of my skin and barely bit back a startled yelp.
Touko's voice called out though it was slightly muffled. "Takashi, when you're finished with your bath, I'll bring you some soup, alright?"
I looked over at the door just to make sure it was locked. "Yes, thank you ma'am!" I'm proud to say that my voice didn't waver -- much.
She chuckled. "Now, don't fall asleep in the tub!"
"I won't." The sound of retreating footsteps let me know that she was walking back down the hall. I heaved a sigh of relief. I didn't need her hearing anything I was saying.
"I definitely agree that you need a bath." The tall elegant creature that had once been a pudgy cat stepped past me to turn on the shower. Steam quickly filled the room.
I stared at him in open shock. I'd had no idea he even knew how to work the shower.
He turned to look at me with narrowed eyes and a curled lip that exposed one long fang. "You reek of that damned sorcerer." He reached out almost faster than I could see, grabbed my arm with one of his clawed hands, and practically threw me into the shower stall and under the steaming water.
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