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Author’s Note: Hmm, I’ve been in the mood to write this …
but I’ve been a little busy as of late. However, I finally managed to finish
it~! Anyways … I hope you guys enjoy. I’m hoping you guys are still enjoying it
… >.o Anyways, later!
From The
Darkness
Chapter 4: What Do You Want?
“It was a success gentlemen! The
subject survived the injections, and it appears it’ll take!”
There were cheers from the other men, holding up their
glass, “It took a few months, but we were finally successful.”
“Yes and now the tests and experiments start.”
“We must see if the subject has any weaknesses.”
“He’s bound to have weaknesses,” another nodded, “and it
will be fun finding them all.”
“The subject is being marked as we speak. Shall we watch?”
“Ah, yes, of course.”
All the men turned to the window, watching as the young
boy was pushed face down into the table, “Now hold still, ya brat.”
“Leggo of me!
What’re you doing!?”
Another man held him down the other grabbed a needle with
a tube, “Hold him down real good.”
“Yeah, I got ‘im … Just do your
thing.”
“Stop it! What’re you doing!?” Luffy yelled, struggling
against the man holding him down.
“If you keep struggling, it’s just going to hurt more.
Now hold still!” The man holding the needle said, and then the needle began to
make a whirring sound.
“Wha-What is that? What’s that
noise!?” Luffy asked, trying to look around to see what it was, but then he
felt a sting on his back, and he hissed, “Aah! Stop it! That stings!”
“Shut up, kid …” The man said as he began to draw swirls
on his back, “You should feel lucky to get a tattoo at your age.”
“T-Tattoo?” Luffy asked,
blinking at nothing as he frowned, “Why are you are t-tattooing me!?”
“Because … it’s the mark …”
“Mark … What mark?” Luffy asked, but then winced from the
stinging and hissed again.
“The mark of a Devil Project.”
The man replied in a low voice as he continued his work.
“D-Devil … Project?”
“That’s what you are, kid. You’re a Devil Project. This
is to distinguish you from everyone else. You’re special, so feel special.”
“I don’t wanna feel special … I don’t wanna be a Devil
Project!” Luffy cried, starting to struggle again, “I don’t want a mark! I
wanna go home! I want my brother!”
“Gah, hold him still, damn it!”
“I got ‘im! I got ‘im!”
After the artist was done with his tattoo, they then gave
his left ear two piercings, each adorning a metal tag with a number on it. The
number six hundred and sixty – eight and twelve, “You’re experiment number six
hundred and sixty – eight from facility twelve, at least, one of the one’s that
survived.”
“S-Six hundred … and … sixty – eight …” Luffy whispered,
frowning deeply.
“Not bad for a little runt … I can’t say the same for the
other runts they brought in here … ‘Specially that one they tried to fuse with
fire … Yeesh … Not the way I’d wanna go, that’s for
damned sure.” The man said, shaking his head, “Well! Let’s get you back …”
“Wha-What happened to the kid and
the fire …?” Luffy asked as he was led back to his cell.
“Burned to death, what do you think?” Then he gave Luffy
a little shove, since he was gaping up at him, a shiver running down his spine,
“Come on! Move it! Just feel lucky they decided to make you rubber …”
Still looking up at the man, Luffy continued to walk
before facing forward, the bad feeling still there. Did a lot of the other kids
die? Shaking his head then, he thought, ‘Not
Ace! Ace is strong like me! He’s gotta be okay …’
xxxx
Nami was surprised that night when he didn’t come to her
bed to sleep. She had been prepared for a fight after all, because she figured
he might want more from her. Sighing … feeling a little strange now since the bed
was empty … she then closed her eyes and tried to sleep. The next morning, he’d
still not come to bed, and she found herself frowning. Shrugging, telling
herself she didn’t care, she then grabbed a change of clothes and went into the
bathroom for a morning shower.
Then she turned to frown at the door, expecting him at
any second … That second never came. Confused more than anything now, she left
the bathroom and looked up at the roof. However, she couldn’t see him. Sighing
deeply, she then made her way to the kitchen to cook them some breakfast. When
she was done, she set the plates on the table, figuring he would come down at
the smell of the food … He didn’t … Was he hungry?
Placing her hands on her hips, she stared up at the
ceiling with a frown. After awhile, she dropped her arms and sighed. Taking a
step forward, she then paused, feeling herself getting a little nervous, and
then she took a step back. If he were hungry, he would come down and eat,
right? Shaking her head a bit, she then ran her hand over her hair. Maybe she
should just tell him. But if she did, he might try something with her again.
Groaning a bit, she then forced herself to walking out of the door and turn
towards the roof.
“Oi … aren’t you going to eat?” Silence greeted her. Sighing
and placing her hands back on her hips, she pursed
her lips before saying, “It’ll just go to waste if you don’t eat it …”
There was silence for a long while before she finally
heard movement. After awhile, he appeared over the side and jumped down, but
surprisingly, he didn’t even look at her. Instead, he just walked right into
the kitchen. So, that’s how it was. He got what he wanted, so why the hell
should he give her the time of day now? Feeling her chest pang regretfully, she
clenched her fists and eyes shut tight, baring her teeth into a small scowl.
However, she just let it go. After all, it was her fault for giving in to the
asshole anyways.
It was better this way anyway. Now, she didn’t have to
worry about him advancing on her again. Maybe she should have given into him in
the first place. It would have saved her a lot of trouble. After all, it’s not
like she wasn’t used to men using her body for pleasure anyway. Although, used
to it wasn’t quite right. Even so, she did get some pleasure out of it with him.
That’s not something she ever received the other times. Watching him now, she
couldn’t help but to feel the stirrings of arousal when thinking about how good
it had all felt. In thinking about him touching her again … tasting her, made
her cheeks flush with heat. Clearing her throat, she then followed in after him
to sit down and join him.
He ate his food quickly and seemed impatient for her to finish
hers as he waited for her. Not once did he look up at her or speak a word to
her during the meal. When she was finally done, he guzzled down what she had
left behind, scooped up both their plates quickly and went to clean them, all
without looking at her at all. Feeling completely insignificant, she quickly
stood and rushed out of the room. Even though she knew it was better this way,
it didn’t seem to stop the tears that wanted to fall.
Why did she even care? She didn’t! She didn’t care at all
about him. ‘It was better this way … It
was better this way …’ She kept telling herself as she went into the room,
slamming the door behind her. “You son of a bitch … I hate you …” She whispered
to herself, wiping her eyes of the tears. She felt so completely used, but what
was she excepting from that man? Poems, flowers, and endless
spouts of his undying love for her? She would be the crazy one then.
Still in the kitchen, Luffy remained at the sink,
gripping the edges tightly. He felt sick again by just looking at her. If he
didn’t have to look at her again, he would be better off. Maybe it was time to
leave now. Things were getting far too complicated for his liking. At the next
port, he would just leave her forever, regardless if he impregnated her or not.
After all, it was better no one figured out it was his anyway. If he stuck
around her, it would just be trouble for him that he didn’t need or want. He
had to get away from her … She made him sick.
xxxx
“Stop it! Don’t do that!”
“This is extraordinary!”
“The subject can stretch many times more than his
original size!”
“This is incredible!”
“And it goes right back!” The man released his arm,
letting it snap right back to little Luffy’s body.
“Ow! Stop doing that!” The
child cried when his own limb hit him.
“Look at this …” One man said as he began to laugh, “He
even stretches down here!” The other men also began to laugh as they grabbed
his genitals, beginning to stretch him out in their amusement.
“Stop it! That hurts! Let me go!” Luffy’s eyes shot open
as he tried to squirm away from their intruding hands.
“Haha! This is so funny! Let’s
see how far it goes!”
“All right! Hold him, and I’ll
stretch it out.”
“No! Stop it! Let go!”
Another man walked in, holding a clipboard and jotting
things down, “All right, all right, that’s enough fun. Now,
on to the more serious experiments.” The other men immediately straightened,
clearing their throats as they released Luffy, who sunk to his knees from the
pain, “Next on the list is to find his weaknesses.”
“Yes, of course, sir.”
“First on the list,” the man said, removing a revolver
from a case he carried with him. He loaded it and cocked it, aiming it right at
Luffy, “bullets …”
“Guh … Wa-Wait! What are you
doing!?” Luffy yelled, beginning to struggle against the arms that were now
chaining him to the wall, “No! Stop!” He stared down
the man holding the gun, his face as pale as the white room and eyes wide with
complete fear.
“Aim for the legs … We don’t want him dying on us.”
“I know what I’m doing. I’ve practiced my aim. Now step
away from him.”
Tears began to stream down the child’s face then, “N-No …
No don’t … please! D-Don’t shoot me!” However, the gun went off, and the child
screamed when the bullet hit his leg and pain shot up his body.
“Fuck!”
“Look out!”
“The damn thing ricocheted right off his body!”
“That was incredible!” The man then looked over his body,
finding a red mark where the bullet had hit him, “Look at this. It definitely
hurt him, but it didn’t penetrate his skin!”
“We’ll have to further test this. We will place him in
front of a firing squad.”
“No! Don’t do this! It hurts!” Luffy cried, tears still
falling down his face.
“Next on the list … Sharp weapons …” The man said,
removing a knife from the case.
“No! Stop! Aaah!”
xxxx
Sucking in his breath, Luffy’s eyes flew open, and he
blinked at the bright sun shining in the horizon as dawn broke. Sitting up
slowly and languidly, he watched the sun rise, but then blinked when he heard
the door open below. Looking over, he could sense and smell that she was
standing at the entrance, probably looking up at where he might be. Closing his
eyes slowly, he then turned away to look back at the sunrise. After awhile, she
moved off, and the sound of the kitchen door opening and closing sounded.
Going into the kitchen, Nami set to work on breakfast to
take her mind off her plaguing thoughts. It had been a few days since she had
allowed the monster to touch her, and each day that had passed it seemed to
bother her more and more when no words at all were exchanged, “Fucking hell …
he won’t even look at me anymore …” She muttered under her breath, slamming the
fridge door closed after removing what she needed.
It pissed her off is what it did, made her unbelievably
angry … with him … and with herself. She had been so stupid. Why did she let
the abomination touch her? Why had she even liked it? But most importantly …
why did she want more? “Fuck …!” She cried, feeling the tears starting again,
“I hate this! It’s all … It’s all bullshit!” She cried, slamming the pan onto
the stove. She wanted him gone. If she was lucky, he would leave at the next
port, and she would never have to see him again.
The smell, he could smell them again. They seemed never
ending, and each time he smelled them … he felt sick. He hated it with a
passion, and it disgusted him. And because of this, it pissed him off more and
more. She pissed him off. Why the fuck did she need to
cry for? Why was she crying? He
thought she’d be happy he wasn’t touching her. Not like he cared or anything,
but it left him in discomfort when she kept crying, since it made him feel
sick, “Stupid woman …” When were they going to reach the next port already?
When she was finished cooking, she grabbed the broom and
gave the ceiling a few pounds to let the asshole know she was done with
breakfast. If he wasn’t going to talk to her, then she didn’t want to have to
talk to him either. She started to serve the plates, why she did that much, she
didn’t know, just as the door opened and he walked in. She finished serving the
plates, went over to the table, and practically threw his plate at him. His
brow twitched when some of the food fell off from the plate, but he scooped it up
and placed it back on his plate.
Plopping down, she then began to eat, all without looking
at him. Just his presence alone pissed her off so much. She wanted to hit him,
hurt him … anything. She wanted to get back at him for what he did and for how
it made her feel. However, she knew that wasn’t possible. She wouldn’t be able
to lay a finger on this man, and that really pissed her off. Slowly blinking
his eyes and rolling them up at her, he glared at her for the longest time as
he paused in his eating.
He could sense and smell it … She was angry. “What the
fuck are you angry about …?” He growled under his breath, his eyes narrowing
further. However, he actually jumped when she suddenly lashed out and hit her
plate, sending it across the floor before it hit and shattered over it.
“What the fuck
am I angry about!?” She yelled,
lifting her head to look at him, “You
are what I’m angry about, you son of a bitch! What the fuck do you think I’m angry about!?” She couldn’t stand it anymore.
She couldn’t hold it in. However, she became even more upset when she realized
he wasn’t even paying attention to her. He was staring down at the plate she’d
broken, “I’m talking to you!” However, he suddenly jerked to his feet, going
over to the plate on the floor and began to pick up the pieces with his hands,
“What the fuck are you doing, asshole!?” She raged, knocking his plate off of
the table as well.
Paling considerably, he jumped again and quickly turned
to the second plate, his expression turning pained, “S-Stop …”
“Stop!? Stop!?
You want me to stop!?” She screeched,
bolting to her feet as she went to the stove and knocked those off as well,
sending them into a loud clatter of noise as they hit the floor, “When did you
ever stop when I told you to!?” She continued to scream as she knocked more
stuff off from the counters.
“No! S-Stop it! Please! Don’t make a mess! I’ll clean it
all! Please, just stop!”
“Listen to yourself!?” She yelled, beginning to cry, “You
never stopped! I wanted you to stop! I begged for you to stop! But you didn’t!
I didn’t want it!”
Sucking in his breath, tears immediately came to his eyes
as he tried to gather it all up, “I’m sorry …! I’m sorry …! Just please stop!
I’ll clean it! I don’t … I don’t want him touching me … Please …!”
Nami froze where she was as she looked down at him. He
looked so frightened, and it was the first time she’d seen him cry. A pang in
her chest made her wince as she looked around at the mess she’d made in her
rage, but she realized that hurting him didn’t make her feel better, it made
her feel worse. He wasn’t himself when he was like that, and she felt guilty
for making him cry. Why should she feel guilty? He never felt guilty for
goddamned thing he did to her, not for her tears, not for anything. Never …
However, she gasped when he cut his hand on the glass,
but still continued to grab the pieces to pick them up, cutting his hands even
more. Gasping as well, his expression scrunched up with anguish at the blood
dripping to the floor, “No, no, no …! Where … Where is this coming from!?” Then
he looked around frantically, not even seeing her there anymore, “I need a rag
…! I need to clean it …!” Getting up, he grabbed the dish cloth from the
counter and went back, beginning to scrub it. However, more blood continued to
drip onto the floor, “No! Where is it
coming from!? I can’t … I can’t … I can’t get it clean …!”
“M-Monkey-san … s-stop …” She whispered before quickly
going over to him, “Stop! You’re hurting yourself …!” She said, trying to grab
his hands, but he gasped loudly and pulled away from her.
“No don’t! Don’t touch me! Please! I’ll get it clean! I
promise! I just … I just need to figure out where it’s all coming from!” He
cried, more tears streaming down his face, and his voice sounded very much like
that of a child.
Nami began to become a little frantic, because the blood
was flowing nonstop from his hands, “It's coming from you! Please, stop! Let
... Let me wrap you up real quick, please …!”
Looking up at her quickly, he seemed to panic even more,
“No! No, it’s not me! I didn’t do it on purpose! It’s not me! Please!”
He screamed, already beginning to sob.
Her pain began to etch into her face, tears also flowing
down her face as her heart panged. What had she done? “I’m sorry! Please …! Please,
just let me wrap your hands! It was my fault!”
He couldn’t hear her words … not anymore, “No! No! It’s not me! It’s not me! I
won’t … I won’t …” His eyes began to hood, and then they closed as he passed
out and slumped against her.
Beginning to sob softly, she slowly reached up, wrapping
her arms around his head to cradle him to her, “God … I’m so sorry, Monkey-san
… What happened to you …?” She whispered, and after awhile, she laid him down
gently before tending to his hands. Then she dragged him to the bed and laid
him down carefully to let him sleep. Then she went back to the kitchen and
began to clean it all up, but cried when she cleaned up all of his blood.
xxxx
“Has the patient healed enough to continue with the
testing?”
“It looks like one of the lacerations formed into a scar
…”
“Mm, looks like it …”
“So, he’s not impervious to sharp weapons …”
“He seems to heal quickly though …”
“Even so … this is a nasty scar,
and right under his eye …”
“Yeah, well … he thrashed around too much. It was an
accident …”
“I’m not pointing fingers … He’s just a subject after all
…”
“Indeed …”
“What’s the next test?”
“Mm … electricity. They want to
see if he’s impervious to it.”
“Aah, right. That should be interesting … and if not … I
don’t wish to be in his shoes …”
“No … stop … no more … please … I can’t … take it anymore … No more … I don’t
wanna hurt anymore …” The small boy softly cried, tears already beginning to
gather at his eyes.
“He just needs a little more time to heal up before
starting up new experiments. We don’t want him to die on us when he was such a
success.”
“Yes, of course … We’ll be back in a few days time then.”
“Noo!”
He cried, beginning to sob softly, just tired of the pain already. He wanted it
to stop. So long already … the pain had lasted … so … so many days had passed …
and each day brought more and more pain. He wanted it to stop … He wanted it
all … just to stop …
xxxx
Sucking in his breath hard, he released it shakily as he
stared up at the ceiling, but then he stiffened when he realized she was in the
room and whispering incoherently beside him. Shifting his eyes over, he saw her
sitting on the floor at the edge of the bed with her head lying over her
clasped hands, and after awhile, he could hear her whispers.
“I’m so sorry … Please be okay
…” She was crying …
“I
do care!”
“You
only think you care because of him!”
“She will care … I know she will …… Find her …”
He
wasn’t sure how long he just stared down at her. He could smell her fear … but
it was different … It was … just like her. It wasn’t him she was afraid of …
“She will care … I know she will …… Find her …”
Had she been right …? Did this woman care? She didn’t
have that other self to think about. It was just him …
“Bullshit
… Woman, if you didn’t know who I was
… If you didn’t know who he was … you wouldn’t give a shit about me … If I was someone you didn’t know … you wouldn’t care. You’d want me dead. So don’t sit there and tell me you fucking give a shit about me!!”
It was only him that she knew … He knew for certain that
she didn’t like him … and yet … “Please be okay … I … I am so sorry … I didn’t
mean to hurt you …” She sniffled softly, wiping at her eyes with a soft hiccup.
He was going to be sick. Swallowing it down, he started
to growl as his anger rose. Gasping loudly, she quickly lifted her head to look
at him and immediately leaned forward, “Are you okay!?”
“Don’t! Don’t
you … fucking dare say that bullshit
to me!”
Gasping, she almost fell back from the ferocity of his
scream, tears building and falling again as she stared up at him, “I-I’m sorry
… I didn’t mean-” She started in a quiet whisper, but he interrupted her.
“Shut the fuck up!”
Gasping again, she jumped up from his angry bellow, more
tears falling down her face, “I …”
“Don’t you fucking dare sit there and act like you
fucking care about me, woman!” He boomed in his fury, “You’re not fuckin’ sorry! I
don’t need your goddamned sympathy!”
She jumped again, her eyes blinking hard, but she stayed
there. He could smell her fear growing, but she wasn’t running from him, and
for some reason, that made him angrier. Her expression suddenly changed into a
scowl, and she surged to her feet, “You’re right! I’m not sorry! Why should I
feel sorry for an asshole like you, you son of a bitch!? I don’t care about you
at all! Maybe you should just die next time!” She screamed down at him before
running out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
His own face contorted into a deep scowl as he stared at
the door … She was lying! “Lying …
fucking … bitch!” He growled deeply,
only screaming out the last word.
She jumped and hiccupped at the single insult she heard
from within the room, beginning to sob hard as she ran into the bathroom and
slammed the door shut. Turning, she then banged her fist against the door, “I hate you!” She screamed, banging on it
again before she sank to the floor with deep, wrenching sobs.
Growling again from her words, he clenched his teeth down
so hard, they gritted from the friction, “Fuck
you! I don’t give a shit!” He could smell them … There were so many that it
was nauseating, “Stupid bitch …” Both of them. The both of them were stupid
bitches. He hated them both. “Destiny, my fucking ass … It’s all bullshit!” It
was all bullshit.
xxxx
“Look what we got here … It’s the little shit …”
“Just … leave me alone … please …”
“Leave you alone, you fucktard
…?”
“J-Just stop … Just go away … Leave me alone …”
“We’ll leave you alone when we’re ready to leave you
alone …”
“Yeah, that’s right … When we’re ready …”
“Just leave me alone!”
“You little fuck!”
Luffy began to run to the other end of the room, weaving
in and out of other inmates there, none which seemed to care at all. The men in
white coats thought it would be fun to get together a few of them at a time and
see how they interact with one another. Unfortunately, a lot of them liked to
pick on him … because he was small … and because they found his stretching
abilities … amusing … He was tired of it … He was tired of being poked,
prodded, stretched, and abused … He was tired of the pain …
“Get back here!”
“Use your ability on him!”
“No! Stop it! Leave me alone!”
“Come on guys … J-Just … leave the kid alone …”
“Who the fuck are you to tell us
what to do?”
“Look … I don’t want any trouble … I just want you to lay
off the kid … I mean … he’s just a kid …”
“You wanna take his place, asshole?”
Watching them from a distance, Luffy was panting heavily
from his fear, panic and short run. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much to the
room, and he really couldn’t go far. Looking around, he looked for some kind of
escape, but there was none. He was thankful to the man to try and stop them,
but there were two of them, and only one of him.
“N-No … No, I don’t want to take his place, b-but I do …
I do want you to leave the kid alone …”
“Oh yeah? And what kinda power
you got, asshole?”
“W-Well I … I …”
“Yeah, that’s what we thought … Step aside, you fuckin’ idiot …”
“No …” Luffy whispered, his face started to scrunch up as
tears came to his eyes, “Please …”
“I-Well … Shit …”
His eyes saddened when he saw the man step aside and let
the other two pass him, “No! Leave me alone! Noo!”
xxxx
After he’d gotten some strength back, he climbed to his
unsteady feet and left the roof to climb back onto the roof. All he really
wanted to do was wash away his troublesome thoughts, but since she was in
there, he really couldn’t. So, if he left the room, giving her some place to
go, he would be able to. It didn’t take long at all for the bathroom door to
open and for her to go into the room and slam the door. Scoffing to himself, he
then slid off the room and went into the bathroom.
She heard him come off the roof, and she tensed. However,
when all he did was go into the bathroom next door, she turned towards the door
and frowned deeply. ‘So, that’s all he
wanted …’ After she had stopped crying, she had
just become angry with him. She was so angry that she could burst. That was the
last time she gave a rat’s ass about him. Why the hell had she even been so
worried anyways? He definitely didn’t deserve it.
So, he didn’t want to see her just as much as she didn’t
want to see him, huh? After all, normally, he would have just gone in there,
not caring for shit that she was in there. Thinking about this only seemed to
upset her even more, and she clenched her fists shut as her breathing
increased. So then … why should she care? Stepping forward quickly, she then
opened the door and walked up to the bathroom door. She stood there for awhile
before gaining the courage to open the door instead of giving it up and walking
away.
Going inside quietly, she then closed the door behind her
and turned to him. However, seeing him naked and under the water like that sent
a shock throughout her entire body. It had been awhile since she’d seen him,
and she’d almost forgotten how beautiful his body looked to her. Sucking in her
breath, she stared at him for the longest time, since he seemed inclined to
just stand under the water for just as long. After awhile of standing there and
breathing heavily, she felt the pulse within her body when remembering what he
had done to her.
Swallowing hard, she then frowned deeply when she
remembered she’d not wanted it. It didn’t matter though. She could play his
little games. Beginning to strip quickly, she then set her clothes aside and
began to slowly walk over to him. He didn’t know she was there? He probably
wouldn’t, because the water running over his face was probably dampening his
sense of smell. She also wouldn’t be surprised if he’d dropped his guard since
he’d never expect her to come in there.
A smirk slowly spread across her lips when she slowly
raised her arms and slipped them under his and pressed her body into his back.
She took great pleasure out of when he gasped, jumped, turned and slammed his
back into the bathroom wall. However, she took a few steps back to savor his
expression.
“What the fuck are you doing in here!?”
“Well … you see … I realized I wasn’t quite done in here.
And I figured since you just come waltzing in here while I’m in here … you
wouldn’t mind sharing with me.” She couldn’t help the smirk that formed her
lips.
“Don’t fuck
with me!”
“Oh, don’t worry … That wasn’t my intention, remember? I
didn’t want it.”
“Shut the fuck up …”
“Why?” She asked, stepping up closer to him, and she was
surprised to see him step further back against the wall, causing both her brows
to rise.
“Get the fuck out of here!”
“Why?” She asked again, stepping closer, “I thought you
liked this kind of shit. Shouldn’t you be trying to force yourself on me again
… touching me …?”
“I said get out!”
“Why?” She asked a third time, stepping even closer to
him, but he leaned back more into the wall, “So, is that how it is? You got
what you wanted … You got your taste. You’ve forced yourself on me, used me …
and now you don’t want to have any fucking thing to do with me?”
“That’s right … Now get … the fuck … out …” He growled,
baring his teeth at her into a deep scowl.
“You look nervous … Do I make you nervous? That’s a
little strange since you were so … adamant about touching me just a few days
ago … What? You don’t want seconds?” She asked in a husky voice as she neared
his person slowly.
“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about!”
There was nowhere else left for him to go. He’d already pressed himself back
into the wall as far as he could go, but she just kept getting closer.
“Don’t I?” She whispered since she was so close to him,
and then she pressed her body against his, causing him to slam back into the
wall with a gasp, “Are you sure?” She whispered next to his ear, and then he
started to growl into hers.
“I’m warning you …”
“Ooh, you’re warning me? Why don’t you just make me
leave, tough guy …” She continued to whisper into his ear before giving it a
lick and smirking at the shudder she caused him.
“S-Stop …”
“Oooh~!”
She cooed into his ear before leaning back to smirk at him, “Where have I heard
that one before?” She looked falsely thoughtful before perking, “Oh right! Just before you forced yourself on me!”
“Shut up!”
“What? Does that bother you? Does it bother you that you
forced me?”
“Shut up! You
fucking said you wanted it!”
Gasping, she leaned back quickly and gaped up at him. She
hadn’t been expecting that. It wasn’t exactly the words, but it was the way
he’d said those words, and now she could see on his face that he was regretting
them tremendously. He actually looked deeply troubled. It was bothering him …
What he had done was bothering him … That’s why he couldn’t look at her … or
touch her … It wasn’t because he’d gotten what he’d wanted and didn’t want to
have anything to do with her again. He felt guilty … However … she wasn’t so sure
he even realized this.
“Fuck! Just get the fuck out of here, you stupid bitch!”
So … the Demon Fist had a conscience after all … Only …
he wasn’t aware of it … For some reason, this made all of her anger go away. He
really hadn’t wanted to force her. He was right … after all … She had given him
the go ahead. It was her own fault. She had said …
she’d wanted it. Her lips seemed to have a mind of their own as they curved up
and a thrill ran through her entire body. She had the power to tell this man
no. He would never force her. If she
had just kept with it and said no … she was sure of it now that he would have
given up. All she had to do was say yes or no.
She had to be honest with herself as she stared at him while
he frowned at her. In that moment … she wanted it … because she knew she had
that kind of power. Taking a few steps forward, which caused him to press back
into the wall again, she smiled wider with a soft
chuckle that only managed to make him frown more.
“Wha-What are you doing? Get
the fuck away from me!”
“No …” She said quietly as she pressed her body against
his again, causing him to suck in his breath and stiffen against her. Slowly
reaching up, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed against him more.
He was so incredibly rigid that she almost laughed.
“I said get away from me!”
“If you wanted me to … You’d have just pushed me away
already …” She whispered next to his ear with a smile, “You would never force
me … would you?”
“What the fuck are you talking about!?”
“I could tell you no … and you wouldn’t force me …”
Suddenly, his hands came up to grip her arms and pull her
away from him, but she locked her fingers, and all he did was make her face
him, “Let go of me!”
“Looks like our roles are reversed …” She said, smiling
wider and refusing to let go.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“Oh, but I do … Monkey-san …”
“Stop calling me that!”
“What would you do,” she started, ignoring his demand,
“if I told you that I wanted it?” Sucking in his breath, his brows quickly
furrowed and his grip loosened. Taking advantage of it, she slipped past them
and pressed herself to him again, “What would you do,
Monkey-san?”
“I-I don’t know … what the fuck you’re talking about …?”
“Are you just trying to talk? Because you know exactly
what I’m talking about … don’t you?” Leaning in closer to his ear, she
whispered, “What would you do if I said I wanted it, Monkey-san …?”
“I … S-Stop … calling me that …” She was arousing him …
and confusing him all at the same time. He didn’t want to touch her, but fuck
she was really turning him on.
Smiling wider to his response, she then chuckled softly
and deeply into his ear before leaning closer to it and whispered slowly, “I want
it …”
His breath hitched, and he released a groan, but he
hesitated, not wanting her to turn it on him later. Her smile grew … but it
also warmed from his hesitation. Tightening her grip around his neck, she
whispered again, “I want it … Monkey-san … You’re not forcing me,” and then she
kissed his ear.
Groaning louder and sliding his eyes shut with a shudder,
he then stepped into her, pressing himself against her more as his lips latched
onto her neck, and he started to lay them both down on the bathroom floor.
Moaning from the shiver he caused her, she used her arms to lay herself down
before spreading her legs for him and arching against him once he laid down
over her. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was yelling at himself not to
trust her, to just ditch her there and walk out. However, his need for her far
outweighed his reason. Need … He didn’t just want her … No … that want had
grown into a need. He needed to feel
himself inside of her hot, slick sheathe.
Not afraid this time, she let her hands touch over his
hardness. His chest was so much harder than she’d first though, and his abs …
He felt fantastic. Moaning when he trailed kisses up her neck, she tilted her
head up and to the side to give him more room, and she arched her hips up again
to grind her core against his thick member, “Aah … yes!”
His eye twitched with another groan, thinking he might go
crazy if he didn’t get himself in her fast enough. Pulling himself up and over
her, he then pushed into her wet and willing heat with a gasp, “Haah …!”
“Aah!” She cried, tilted her hips up to greet him and let
him slide inside of her easier, “Ooh …!”
Grunting from the exquisite feeling over him, he then
pulled out and then pushed himself back in slowly with a deep moan. “Mmm …”
Her legs spread out farther, which sent a thriller
through him at just how willing she was being this time around, “Haaah …” She breathed and moaned open mouthed as her head
tilted back at the extraordinary pleasure.
After burying himself in her deeply, he then pulled out
to push back in a little faster before setting an even and steady pace … not
too fast, but not exactly slow either. He wanted to really enjoy it this time,
because who knew when she would let him have her again, or if she ever did. She
seemed to like the pace he’d set with all the glorious noises and moans she was
making underneath him in her obvious pleasure, which seemed to excite him
further. So, he kept with the pace he’d set. Who would have thought that he
would get pleasure from hers?
Wanting to hear and feel more of her pleasure, he began
to kiss, lick and suck down her neck and chest until he got to her breasts. He
licked over one of her generous mounds before sucking her nipple into his
mouth, “Aah! Yes!” She cried, arching up into his mouth, which sent another
chill down his spine and a moan out of his mouth.
“Mmm …!”
“God, that feels so good! Fuck!”
“Aah!” He cried out a bit against her nipple as his hips
automatically picked up the pace in his quickly growing excitement, “Ssshit …!”
“Aah, yeah!” She cried, thrust back against his hard
thrusts with a deep moan, “Haah, yes …! Yes!”
“Ngh …!” He exclaimed through
clenched teeth as he almost exploded into her, but it wouldn’t be as
pleasurable an end … if she didn’t join him.
“Aaah!” She screamed,
arching high as her nails raked down his back, and she came hard around him,
“Oh yes! Yes!”
“Aahah!”
He exclaimed, before slamming into her a few hard times before embedding
himself into her roughly one last time and shooting right into her, “Haah …” He
breathed, trying to catch his breath as he lay over her, both slick from sweat,
water from the shower and her juices.
Panting just as heavily, she kept her eyes closed as a
slow smile crept up to her lips, “Mmm …” She felt incredible. For the first
time ever, she had felt in absolute control, and she hadn’t been afraid. It had
felt fantastic. Opening her eyes, she looked up to see if it was really him,
which of course was ridiculous, because, of course, it was him … The Demon Fist
… The Nightmare … The only man in the word who could touch her … and he was the
most dangerous one of them all … A shiver ran down her spine, causing her to
shudder in another thrill from her thoughts, and she smiled.
After catching his breath and after remaining that way
for a long while, he, finally, leaned back to look down at her with a slight
frown on his face. There seemed to be something in his eyes, perhaps skepticism,
or maybe distrust. She smiled up at him, realizing he thought she might tell
him she didn’t want it. When he saw her smile, he snorted and looked away, but
she could tell he was relaxing. After awhile, he pulled out and stood up to
clean himself off.
Of course, she wasn’t expecting him to be a gentleman
after such a good coupling, and so she stood up to do the same. Maybe she could
get used to this … True the relationship was shit, but at least the sex was
good … really good. And as far as she knew, he would probably be the only one
who could touch her or make her feel that way. After all, this was the second time
he’d given his seed. She wasn’t sure if it were possible in her condition, but
if so … she could very well be pregnant. If he stuck around, it would be better
for her just to stay with him. However, time would only tell what he decides to
do. After all, he could very well decide to ditch her at the next port … and
there was nothing she could do to stop him.
‘What happens now …?’
To Be Continued …
Author’s Note: Hahaha! I know what you’re thinking … and all I can tell
you is … don’t worry. Years of pain and torment … isn’t
going to go away … just … like … that … Anyways, I really hope you guys enjoyed
this latest chapter! I really enjoyed writing it! I really enjoy everything
about D, really. He’s just so fine to express and write about and … Yeah … I do
love this character I’ve created … Call me crazy … >.o *Is a crazy bitch*
Anyways, thanks for reading guys! XD
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