Winter

[yukina13]

Okay. So I took my first story from my Aarinfantasy account and put it on here. Hope you like it! It's my first one, after all.

Winter ch.1
Ughhhhh...."
'Great. fall out of bed on a monday. I can already tell today is going to suck', I thought as I managed to heave my slender 5' 6'' frame off of my cheap wood floors. I stumbled into my bathroom only to see a pair of bloodshot emerald green eyes peeking out from under black locks. I quickly stripped, revealing my pale, slender limbs as I climbed into the shower, thanking all gods everywhere that my hot water still worked. Oh yeah, if I forgot to tell you, I'm not all that rich. Actually, I'm just a struggling university student in a crappy apartment that works at Starbucks. Nice, huh? You may view me as a pessimist, but I see myself as a realist. I never really had many friends, being more of an introvert in my growing up years, so I guess it just stuck with me even when I grew up. I fought those lonely memories out of my head as I toweled myself off and threw on a pair of loose jeans and a t-shirt, not caring what color is was, knowing it'll be covered by that awful green smock soon. I slipped on my converse and high-tailed it out of my apartment, wanting to get to work before my manager could give me the 'evil eye' for being 2 seconds late.

'stupid old man', I cursed as I half-jogged, freezing, to the Starbucks on the corner. Out of breath, I went into the back and put on that hideous green smock that I would be sure to burn after I finished University and moved out of this place. I made my way out to the counter, giving a half-wave to Adam at the cash register. He had dark sandy blond hair and hazel eyes. Walking over to me, I could take in his strong physique that matched his 6'4'' height as well as his tight-fitted jeans that I loved to see him walk away in. Yeah, so I was a flaming homo, but only in private.

"Hey Alan, have a rough night?" Adam questioned.

"You could say that." I answered, my voice slightly clipped, on account of the fact I really didn't want to be here.

"Guess that's a 'yes'" Adam replied, a smirk in his voice. He was used to my moodiness. I sent him a death glare as he walked his way over to the cash register. 'stupid Adam, smirking all over me.' I thought bitterly. But I had no time for that, I had to get working. I already knew my manager was looking for ANY excuse to fire my sorry butt. I Just picked up an armful of plates when the bell for the door dinged. I glanced over, and my eyes met with piercing gray ones. My breath stopped in my throat. My arms apparently thought the same thing, because they immediately let off any grip they had on the stack of plates I was holding, making a satisfying 'CRASH' on the tile floor. 'oh shit' I thought. My head went completely blank as my manager waddled over my way, his 'evil eye' in full blast. 'shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit...' was all I my mind could do at the moment 'thanks, brain.' until I heard those words I had expecting to hear came, "You're fired." They stung even more being said out loud. I could only stand there like an idiot until I realized what I was doing. Embarrassed out of my mind, I took a quick glance at the creature that had caused all of this. My eyes were drawn to lengths of pale hair, not grey, but a whole different color, like liquid silver flowing off of his head. Smooth features that any model would be jealous of, and a tall and well-built stature at 6'2''. I met his eyes once again, and they were just as piercing as before. I quickly looked down and tried to hide my growing blush with my bangs. I awkwardly made my way to the back to pack up my stuff to leave. Even with my job now gone, my mind seemed to be more focused on visions of gray and silver. Even the December air seemed a little warmer. I was so lost in my thoughts on my way home I almost didn't notice my landlord standing at my door.

[yukina13]

It starts out pretty, meh. But it ends well people! Here's Ch.2:
Winter Ch.2

As I shuffled my way through slush to make my way over to Tom, my landlord, I could feel my stomach drop.

“Alan Benton.” I could feel his gaze on me.

“U-um yes sir?” 'Jeez, that sounded so pathetic.'

“You're late on your rent payments.”

“O-oh. Right. I'm sorry I-”

“Let's talk at my place.” He looked at me pointedly and I realized the car in front of us was his. Embarrassed, I quickly opened the passenger door and climbed inside.

I glanced over at Tom and noticed he looked a little heavier and older. 'Deserves it...'

“We're here.” I looked up to a nice, small house at the end of the street. I got out of the car and followed him into the house. As I was walking, I caught a small flash of silver in the corner of my eye. 'Huh, must be my imagination.'

“Do you want anything to drink?” I turned my attention back to Tom.

“No, thanks.” The way he was looking at was starting to make me fidget. 'God, this is so awkward.'

“Good.” He grabbed my wrists and pushed me against the kitchen sink. I felt a pair of lips on my own. I was so shocked, I couldn't move. His tongue traced my lip and I gasped, unintentionally giving him entrance to my mouth. 'I can't believe this is my first kiss! -------!'I kicked and kneed at anything I could reach, and the grip on my wrists tightened painfully.

“If you want to keep your apartment, I suggest you stop that.” His lips were reattached to mine once again, tongue forcefully inserted. I pushed with all the force I could muster and punched him in the face.

“-------! I'd rather live on the streets!” I rushed to the front door, only to find it locked.'Who locks their front door on the inside? Wait, am I seriously thinking this right now?' I turned around only to find Tom, holding his nose, was right behind me.

“Looks like you don't have a choice.” He grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back, painfully. I felt myself being dragged to a bedroom and tossed on the bed, a heavy body pressed to me. To my left I could hear a drawer on a nightstand being opened and closed, and then my arms ceased to move from above my head, being tied to the bedposts.

“Don't worry, I'll play nice.” I could tell by his sharp gaze that he had no such intention. My heart was pounding and I tried to kick, but I soon found my legs were being pinned. 'No,no, this can't be happening!' My subconscious faded to background, as I felt my clothes being torn from my body. As I looked up blankly into a pair of lust-darkened eyes, I panicked. Tears freely flowed down my cheeks and gasping sobs escaped my lips as he made his way down my body, his mouth marking me as he went.

“P-please, don't...s-stop...” My sobs were escaping freely now. 'I'm so pathetic...'

“Don't stop? Well then.” (can't believe I used that corny set-up. T-T) My legs were swiftly moved up to the point where my calves were bent over his shoulders, a bruising grip holding them in place.

I realized we were both completely naked, and his mouth was slowly making its way to my straining manhood from my thigh, gaze locked with mine the whole way. My look was scared, I knew, but his darkened green eyes showed no remorse. Three fingers presented themselves to my mouth.

“Suck.”

“Like hell I wi-Ah!” He was using his tongue on my entrance, tracing slow circles. 'I have to get out of here. He's really going t-'

“Ahhnnn!” Two of his dry fingers entered me merciless and uncaring. I heard a zipper and quickly shut my free legs.

“I don't think so.” Two calloused hands pried them open again and-

“Hey!” I managed to squint through unshed tears to see the man from this morning 'Thank God...He looks like an angel.' His silver locks glinted in the afternoon sun.

“What the hell! I was trying to-” His nasally voice was cut off by a punch. I felt my hands being freed and I brought them down and rubbed my tender wrists. I could see my savior, eyes cold with anger.

“Are you okay?” His words were soft, comforting.

“I u-uhh...” I could feel my eyes filling with tears again. I looked away, embarrassed.

“ummmm...” I couldn't force the words out. I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me and lift me up. I looked up, startled, into a now warm gaze.

“We're going to my place, you can tell me later.” All I could do was nod against his chest and drift slowly. I was so tired. 'he's so warm...'

The next thing I remember was waking up in a bed that wasn't mine. I quickly sat up and took in my surroundings. The room was fairly large, cream colored sheets draping around my lithe figure. I saw a couple antique chairs decorating the room, and elegant paintings adorning the chocolate brown walls.

“You're up?” I must've jumped a foot in the air, judging by the smirk on my savior's face.

“What's your name?” I at least wanted to thank him properly. His smirk grew wider

“Eager, are we? Well, my name is James. What's yours?”

'James...' “Uh, It's Alan.”

“Well Alan, would you like to join me for breakfast? I have extra clothes next to the shower. Clean up and meet me later.” With that he walked out of the room, silver hair swaying as he did so.

'Meet where? Oh well, I need a shower.' I turned on the faucet and let the warm water work out my tense muscles. 'What am I gonna do? Where am I supposed to live?' I pushed those thoughts out of my head and scrubbed myself a second skin.

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Ah. It's so terrible reading this a second time.

[yukina13]

Another chapter. Yeah!

Winter ch.3

After I got dressed, I cautiously made my way out of the room into a grand hallway.

“It's huge...”

“I'm flattered, really.” I nearly choked on my own spit (I do that so often...) and whirled around.

“You!”

“Me?”

“Stop doing that!” I soon found myself being pressed flush against a hard chest. My eyed widened comically.

“I would, but making you mad proves to be amusing.” I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. '-------. Just like Adam.'

“Oh yeah!” I'd forgotten about him. I needed to call him and tell him all that had happened. Him being my only friend and all.

“Can I use your phone?” He ended our hug, and looked down at me.

“Leaving me so soon?” He looked hurt, but I couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

“N-no! I, uhhh, just need to call a friend.” 'Smooth, real smooth.'

“Well, I have one in the last door on the right.” he pointed down the hall. “Meet me in the kitchen after your finished, it's at the other end of the hallway, on the left.”

“Okay. Cool.” 'Cool! You sound like an idiot!' I glared at nothing in particular and then turned and headed in the direction the phone.

“Hello?” Adam sounded like he just woke up. 'It's already 11. Lazy ass.'

“Hi. Uhhh, could we meet up at your place tonight? I need to talk to you.”

“Huh? Sure!” 'He sure sounds happy...weirdo.' I finished up the conversation and made my way to the kitchen.
James was sitting at the head of the table, hair now tied up somewhat messily.'He still looks good. Wish I could say the same for me.' I looked down at my own too-big borrowed PJ's disdainfully.

“Hmm? Oh, there's food in the microwave for you.” he glanced up at me and went back to reading the paper.

“Thanks.” I made my way to the plate of food in the microwave and the fork laying out. I walked back to the table and sat at the opposite side of the table as James. I took the first bite and noticed how good it was compared to what I expected. 'Not as good as my cooking...HA!' I was a pro at housewife-ism, if that's even a word. Living alone and being poor will do that to you. Joy.

I ate in awkward silence, every now and then stealing glances at the man in front of me. After I finished, I took my plate to the sink. “Do you hand wash your dishes, or do you have a dishwasher?” I said.

“I have a maid.” I rolled my eyes. Could've guessed that. 'Stupid rich pretty boy.' I turned on the water and washed the dishes myself. After drying them, I asked, “Where do these go?” He shrugged.

“I never put them away.” 'Glare, glare, GLARE!'

“Hn.” 'lucky.' He had apparently had finished reading his newspaper, because I couldn't spot the item and his gaze was fixed on me. “What?”

“You should be my new maid.” He looked up at me, gaze remaining calm.

“What? Your maid? Why?” he shrugged nonchalantly.

“You seem like the housewife type, and you have nowhere else to go, am I correct?” I shifted awkwardly. “You should live here and be my maid. I'll even pay you. You're a university student. Right?”

“Uh, yeah, I am. And I could use a place to go...” 'You fool! He's hot! Go for it!' I sighed. “You know what? Sure.”

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So lame.

[yukina13]

Winter ch.4

My first day as a 'maid' turned out pretty well. Aside from the fact that James kept hovering over me, causing me to fidget and drop things. Glass things to be more specific.

'Crash!' “Shit.”

“Hmm, you have a habit for breaking things.” said James as he peeked from over my shoulder.

“If you would back off, we wouldn't have a problem” I grumbled as I cleaned up the mess. “Don't you have a job? Why aren't you working?”

He sighed dramatically. “That's what secretaries are for. I just sign things.” He pulled his silver hair back in a messy ponytail and plopped on the couch while turning on T.V.

I dumped what seemed like the 1,000th broken item in the trash, filling it to the brim.

“Hey, I'm taking out the trash. And don't follow me. Creeper.” I opened the door and turned my head back around. “ Also, I need to meet with that friend I told you about tonight.” I said as I closed the door behind me. I walked out to the curb, which was like a mile away, 'who needs a house this big?' and somehow heaved the heavy bag into the can. As I looked up to close the lid, I caught a glimpse of a stocky man with a bruised face. 'Shit! How did he find me!' I dead-sprinted back to the house and slammed the door behind me.

“What happened?” I heard James call, looking concerned by my heavy breathing and flushed face.

“My landlord...He was at the curb...I don't know how he found me...” I managed to get out between heaving breaths. I heard James get up and open the door, slamming it behind him. I ran after him.

“Wait! Don't just leave!” I pleaded.

“And let him hurt you again!?” He whirled around to meet my gaze, eyes blazing. I stepped back, startled. I had gotten used to the teasing side of him, I had forgotten his temper.

“That's not what I was saying! I just don't want to be left alone!” His expression turned to that of shock. He walked closer and pulled me into a hug.

“I'm sorry. Let's go back inside.” We sat down. After a while, he turned to me. “What time are you leaving to go to your friend's place?” 'Oh yeah, He keeps distracting me.'

I glanced at the clock. “Um, 5 minutes ago.” I stood up and asked, “Can you drive me?” James got up as well.

“Sure, just give me directions.” I nodded as we made our way to the garage and into his car.

'This is too hectic. I need to get out of here. I don't want James to get hurt.' I looked at James, then out the window, contemplating. 'I don't need the cash that badly. I'll just move in with Adam. It's not like I have anything to actually move. I can't go back to my apartment, or get rid of Tom. Who would believe me if I went to court? Yeah, a jobless and homeless kid accusing an apartment owner. That'll go well.' I sighed loudly, catching James attention.

“Are you okay?” Two smoky gray eyes showed concern.

“Uh, yeah, just tired.” 'But I really don't to leave him.' Another sigh. 'But if I cared about him, I'd leave.' A third sigh. 'Fine. It's decided. I'll leave. Adam will let me crash at his place. I'll just leave when he goes to sleep. He sleeps like a rock, after all.' I snapped out my daze to see James looking at me weirdly.

“Ummm...is this the right place?” I looked out the window and nodded in conformation.

“Thanks! I'll text you when I want to leave, okay?” I stepped out of the car and walked up to the door, waving to the now-leaving car as I went.

As I went to knock, the door suddenly flew open. Hazel eyes stared into mine.

“Where were you! Whose car was that! What-” His ranting stopped by a hand to the mouth, thanks to me.

“Calm yourself. Aren't you going to invite me in?”

“Oh! Yeah, come in!” he moved out of the way to usher me into his small house. We went and sat down on the couch.

“So, you'll never believe me when I tell you this. But...”

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*dramatic music*

[yukina13]

Oh jeez. here's ch.5:

Winter ch.5

“No. -------. Way.” I rolled my eyes. 'Drama queen...'

“Yes ------- way. And don't tell anyone else or I'll kick your ass.” I glared at him.

“Not tell anyone! You have to send that ------- to jail!” He said, grabbing me shoulders and shaking.

“Don't you think I've already thought of that! I know what I'm doing, so don't mess it up!” I removed his vice-grip from my shoulders, and Adam seemed to calm down. He turned to face me.

“But you're right. If you really like that guy, you'd leave him.” Adam looked at me, almost pleadingly. 'He sure seems eager to take James out of the picture. Nah, he just cares about me. That's it.'

“So, you'll let me stay here?” I gestured to his guest room.

“Yeah! Your landlord doesn't know you come here, right?” He looked at me excitedly.

“Yeah, I guess you're right. But don't tell James about it! Just come to pick me up where I tell you to tonight. Also, if he looks here I need somewhere to hide...” I trailed off, looking for a good spot. James could be very thorough when he wants to.

“Oh, it'll be cool. I have a basement. But the door is under the rug in my room. I'll show you.” I followed him to his room where he lifted up the rug to reveal a pale blue door with no handles. I looked at Adam questioningly.

“How do you open it?” He grabbed a pen and wedged it under the side, prying it open.

“Tada!” He had a goofy smile on his face, like he did something amazing. I laughed softly and followed him down the wooden stairs to a cozy looking room. It even had a T.V. and couch.

“Oh~, it's actually kinda nice!” Adam looked at me, fake pout in full force.

“Don't act so surprised!” I laughed loudly this time, and we made our way to the kitchen where I got a coke and Adam a dr.pepper. I looked at the clock. 'Already 10! huh, time flies when you're having fun.'

“Hey, I should get going. I'll text you where I am later, okay?” He looked up from his drink and nodded. I got out my cell phone and texted James to pick me up. A few minutes later, I heard him pull up and I walked out to meet him.

“Have fun?” Just seeing his face made my heart pang, painfully.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I did.” I faked a smile at him as I climbed into the car.

When we went into the house, James turned to me. “Are you hungry?”

“Kinda...” I hadn't eaten anything since lunch. I saw James walking towards the kitchen. “Wait! I-uh, I'll make it, you don't have to.” He gave me a small smile.

“I want to.” 'Can't argue with that. Drool~ Hey! Contain yourself!' I sighed and took a seat at the table. A little while later. A steaming bowl of ramen noodles was set out in front of me. I had to hold in my giggles, hoping to not offend him.

“I know, I know. Laugh all you want.” He looked away, pouting. I couldn't help it, I burst out in a fit of giggles. He joined in soon after.
After eating, I washed my bowl and fork and walked toward my room. 'May as well get ready...' I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me from behind and a warm pair of lips on my cheek. “Good night~” I didn't turn around, on account of my face being as red as my grandma's lipstick. Which is pretty damn red. When I couldn't hear his steps anymore,I power-walked back to my room, still embarrassed, and packed up all the small items It still had with me. After a couple of hours, I made my way silently to the front door, thanking God that James' room was at the other end of the house. As my hand reached for I knob, I stopped and turned back around, finding a pad of paper and a pen. (Gee, wonder what he's gonna do...) 'I have to explain myself. So he won't follow me. Tell him I'm sorry.'

After writing the note, I put it next to the coffee maker, where I know he'd find it and slowly made my way out of the house to the park down the block. I dialed a few numbers on my phone and- “Hey Adam? Yeah, I'm ready.”

[yukina13]

It's a little short, but tough beans. You people will live.
Winter ch.6

A frantic pair of steel-gray eyes looked at the piece of paper, anger clearly painted on the features of his face.

'Dear James,
I know you won't agree with me, but since this has started, I've wanted it to end. Not because I don't like you, quite the opposite, actually. I like you to the point where I don't want you to get hurt. I wrote this note so you WOULDN'T follow me, so please don't. I don't want to distract you anymore. You should focus on your own life, and not on my problems. I just don't want to be a burden.
I'm sorry,
Alan.'

Elegant fingers crumpled the paper, and the sound of a door slamming could be heard in the distance.

[yukina13]

Winter Ch.7

“Hey Adam? Yeah, I'm ready.” I pocketed my cell phone and waited for the familiar sound of Adam's Hyundai pulling up. I got in the car and we made our way back to his place. I was so tired, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the bed.

The next morning I woke up early so I could shower. The warm water washed away my stress. 'This is how it's supposed to be. We'll both be happier this way. Right.' I got out of the shower and toweled off. I yanked on my loose navy sweatpants. 'Crap, I forgot a shirt. Oh well.' I walked out of the bathroom and straight into a chest. Looking up, 'Everyone has to be taller than me...' I saw the sleepy face of Adam. He noticed my shirtless state and blushed madly.

“You showered? Uhh, I should too.” He brushed past me into the bathroom and closed the door. 'That was awkward.' I found a shirt and made my way to the kitchen to get something to eat. 'Typical guy. Nothing edible in here at all. Looks like I'll have to make something.' I got out the ingredients for a normal breakfast and began working.

“Mmmmmm~. That smells good!” Adam said as he walked into the kitchen.

“Hm? Oh yeah, you have no edible food in here so I decided to make something.” I brought our plates over to the table and we ate while talking about my old job.

“So you still have another month before you go back for classes. Your winter break is damn long.” Adam said, surprised.

“Yeah, I need something to do...” I finished my meal and took both of our empty plates back to the kitchen.

“Sucks to be you.”

“I can tell you care. Really” I rolled my eyes and laid down on the couch, flipping on the T.V., turning it to a random channel. Adam walked over and promptly sat on my shins. And not nicely, either. “Ow! What the hell!”

“You're taking up all the couch.” Adam stated, a shit-eating grin on his face. I slid my legs out from under him, only to kick him in the side. “Hey!”

“You deserved it.” I looked back at the T.V., where an old couple were making out. 'Gross...' The next thing I felt was my body being hoisted off of the couch and dumped on the floor. I looked up to see Adam laying on the couch. “-------.” I got up and sat on his lap, trying hard to make it as uncomfortable as possible for him, using my bony hips to help me.

“Damn it! You're too bony! Get off!” He tried to push me off, but to no avail. I started to laugh, losing my grip. We tumbled off the couch, me landing with Adam straddling me. His wide hazel eyes only an inch away from my green ones.

“Sorry.” I whispered, my lips millimeters away from his. “Uh, can you get off of me?” I whispered again, only for Adam to lean in closer and meet his lips with mine, soft and gentle. Nothing like my last kiss, rough and unwanted. I froze in shock, and I guess he took that as acceptance, because he began to move his lips against mine. “Mmmph.” Were the only sounds I could manage against his lips. “Mmm-wai-mmm-Adam.” He stopped and pulled away enough to look in my eyes.

“I love you, Alan.” His red face returned full-force, along with mine. He resumed his assault on my lips. My arms started working again and I pushed him away.

“Wait, I can't-”

“Why not!” I looked up into a pair of desperate hazel eyes. “You're done with that other guy, right? Just give me a chance, Alan. That's all I'm asking. Just one chance.”

“It's not that simple Adam.” 'Then again, Adam has been my best friend for years, and I can trust him. And he's right, I did give up on James. This should be okay. I should move on. So why does it hurt so bad?' I looked away, deep in thought. Adam got up off of me.

“You don't have to answer me now. Just think about it. I'll be in my room.” With that he walked upstairs, leaving me on the floor confused. 'I'm so selfish. James won't come after me. He probably hates me now. Why am I denying someone else's happiness? Besides, Adam and I get along well. I'll be perfectly happy even without James.' I blinked back the tears threatening to fall in my eyes and made my way upstairs to Adam's room.

[yukina13]

Winter ch.8

I knocked twice on a solid wood door. “Come in.” Adam said softly. I slowly opened the door and saw Adam sitting on the bed, looking close to tears. “What? Did you come to tell you wanna move out?” he said bitterly.

“No Adam. I'm not gonna move out.” He looked at me questioningly. “You're right. I need to move on.” I turned to face him. “But I'm only giving you one chance. Okay?” I was answered by a pair of lips on mine. I responded this time, our tongues clashing in the battle for dominance, Adam winning. 'Of course.' If I had the ability to sigh, that's what I would be doing right now. I broke our kiss. “I wanna watch T.V.” I whined. I could feel the rumbling of his laughter against my ear. We walked downstairs and sat on the couch, his arms around me. I changed the channel so it showed a black screen. “Wanna watch a movie?” I felt Adam nod against my shoulder, so I got up and picked the first movie my fingers touched, 'Grown-ups'. (I'm sorry people, I ------- love that movie XD) I popped it into the DVD player and went back to my spot. We watched the movie, laughing and talking the entire time. 'This just feels like us hanging out again, except we're sitting closer', I thought. 'My body doesn't tingle the way it does when James looks at me. My heart doesn't pound the way it does around James.' Noticing my sudden change of mood, Adam asks, “Are you okay?”

“Huh? Uh, actually, I don't feel so good. I'm gonna take a nap.'

“Cool. Just yell for me if you feel any worse, okay?” I nodded as I made my way to my room. I laid down on the bed. 'What am I doing? Have I gone crazy? But if I mess this up, where am I supposed to go? This is so messed up.' My thoughts faded as I drifted off to sleep.

“Mmmmm...” My chest felt oddly heavy. 'That's weird...' I slowly opened my tired green eyes only to be met with lust-darkened hazel ones. Adam smiled at me from his seat on my chest, and proceeded to kiss me, roughly this time. His hands met mine, successfully holding my arms down so I couldn't push him off me. “Mmmph!” I twisted my head so our lips would separate, but he kept up with me. His legs pinned my bottom half as he continued his ministrations on my mouth. Tears threatened to fall out of my eyes as we broke apart. “Adam stop!” I pleaded. He ignored me, taking off my shirt and working on pants. My arms grabbed his and he looked at me. “Stop. Seriously.” I was getting scared by the look in his eyes, no restraint showing in the darkened orbs.

“I can't. We're together now, right? It shouldn't matter.” He pinned my arms again, and his head moved down to my collarbone, kisses and nips sloppy and rushed.

“I don't want it like this! St-ahhhn!” His mouth had already moved to the pink buds on my chest, biting and sucking.

“It doesn't sound like you want me stop.” said Adam. He unbuckled my pants and swiftly pulled them down. He got up slightly to pull them all the way off and I took that opportunity to knee him in the face, knocking him down as I did so.

“I don't want it like this! -------!” He got back up and grabbed me, making my arms unable to move. He dragged me to his room and kicked the rug aside. Throwing me down he quickly opened the door to the basement and took me downstairs. He tossed me on the couch. “What the hell! What is your problem!?”

“My problem is you. You had to make this hard for me.” (Haha, pun.)

“What kind of reason is that!? Get away from me!” I screeched as he walked towards me. The sound of a doorbell stopped him in his tracks.

“Hm. Must be that stupid guy you're in love with.” He grabbed something from behind the T.V. Turns out it was a pair of handcuffs and a ball-gag. 'Great. Must be my lucky day.' I thought as he gagged me and handcuffed me to the support beam in the corner of the room. “That'll keep you quiet. Be nice while I send your lover-boy away, okay?” 'God I just want to smash his face in.' I glared as hard as I possibly could as he walked up the stairs and shut the door, leaving me in complete darkness. I couldn't hear all of what they were saying, only bits and pieces.

'Too bad old man.” I heard Adam say. “He's mine now. You should hear the delicious sounds he makes when I'm ------- him. Too bad you'll never know.”

“What! Jackass!” I struggled with the handcuffs until my wrists were bruised and bloody. I was gonna kill him if I got out of here. 'I ------- hate handcuffs. I can't reach the ceiling to make any noise. Oh! I have my cellphone. Why didn't I think of that earlier! What a dumb ass.' I shimmied so my cell tumbled out of my pocket. Luckily, I was flexible enough to reach it. I frantically texted. 'Please get this. Please save me.' repeated in my head as I typed in: His room. Under the rug. I took in a deep breath, or at least as deep as I could with the gag, and waited. And waited. 'Shit. He didn't get it. Or maybe he just doesn't care.' I shivered, getting cold since I was only in my orange boxer-briefs.

'Thud.' I looked up quickly. 'What the hell was that?' My heart pounded in fear as the door to the basement creaked open slowly.
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Dun dun dunnnnnn...oh the suspense.

[yukina13]

Last Chapter!!! Love ensues!!

Winter Ch.9

Thud.' I looked up quickly. 'What the hell was that?' My heart pounded in fear as the door to the basement creaked open slowly. But I couldn't quite see to the door, being in a dark corner.

“Alan? Alan, are you in here!?” My heart soared at those words. I rattled the handcuffs as much as I could to get his attention. He rushed over to me, concern etched in his perfect features. “Are you okay? Alan, you dumb ass!” I flinched at his words, but was still unable to say anything. He finally looked me in the face and noticed the gag. He took it out slowly, and produced a small key for the handcuffs, opening them with a small 'click'. “You're so stupid!” Anger was displayed on his face clearly. My emotions got the better of me at that point.

“I know, I know okay! I know I'm stupid, and irresponsible and, and-” I was in hysterics by now. James pulled me into an embrace, murmuring comforting words into my ear. “I'm S-sorry!” I said into his shoulder between sobs.

“It's okay, it's okay.” He repeated in my ear softly while picking me up and holding me bridal-style in his arms. I noticed Adam face-down on the carpet as we walked out of the house and into his car. I tried to hold my sobs as we drove off. 'I'm so pathetic. Always calling for help.' I thought as pulled in the garage. 'He must think I'm so weak.' I followed him slowly into the house, wiping tears from my face as I went. He sat down on the plush couch, gesturing for me to sit next to him. I sat down slowly and averted my eyes to the floor.

“Alan, look at me.” I shook my head like a stubborn 5-year old, too embarrassed to meet his gaze. He grabbed my chin and forced my now-puffy green eyes to look into his gray. “You're a dumb ass.” He said smoothly.

“Yeah. We've pretty much covered that.” I said, my voice raspy from crying.

“But seriously, you've got to be the stupidest and most irrational person I've ever met.” 'Wonderful. He's gonna tell me how dumb I am and then kick me out.' “And that's why I love you. Don't leave me like that ever again, no matter the reason.”
'Wait, what?' I guess he could read minds because he answered with, “I love you, Alan. Forever.” His words sounded gentle and caring, unlike Adam's rushed and needy ones. My next words were probably the most sincere ones I had ever said.

“I love you, too.” I said, looking him in the eyes, as if I could cram all my swirling emotions into those four words. We both smiled at each other, as if saying 'I'm so glad you feel the same.'

“Good.” His lips were on mine then, slow, yet I felt more passion in that one kiss than I had my whole life. He went in, mapping out my mouth that I offered more than willingly, teeth and tongues clashing in a desperate attempt to closer, to feel more, to convey our love for each other in touches, caresses, kisses. We somehow made it onto the bed, his body on mine, leaving trails of fire with his kisses down my neck as we frantically removing each other's clothing, desperate for friction, heat, something. He continued down my neck to the sensitive pink nubs on my chest, lavishing attention on each one. My fingers gripped in glittering strands of silver as I tried to maintain my sanity.

“Ah! J-james...I-ahnn...” Words were not my best option at that point, his skilled tongue making its way to my throbbing manhood. I felt his hot breath on the tip, making it twitch. “Ah, don't t-tease!” Suddenly, he deep-throated me, laughing softly as he did so, making vibrations all down my length that nearly drove me to the brink. “Ahhh!!” I grasped onto anything I could, to keep myself anchored. My hands dove into lengths of silver again, tugging and pulling as he bobbed up and down. He suddenly stopped, and I nearly whimpered at the loss. I heard a drawer being opened, and the 'pop' of a cap. I saw him coat three fingers in a clear liquid.

“Are you okay with this?” He looked at me seriously. My body trembled at his gaze. I nodded. “Tell me if you want to stop.” Our mouths met once more, desperate and sloppy. I felt a cold finger circle my entrance, but my moan was swallowed greedily by James, who deepened the kiss to the point of breathlessness. I didn't care, however, and met him with just as much force, both of us preferring contact over oxygen. At this point, two fingers were thrusting in and out of me. On the next thrust he bent his fingers causing my vision to go blank and my body to arch off of the bed to met his chest. And that's where we stayed, living off of each others bodies, the feel of the other's skin. We relished in the taste of each other's lips, that perfect taste you just can't get enough of, driving each other insane in pleasure. Everything and anything at that point on our minds besides each other meant nothing, and all we could think about was how everything was so ------- good, even the way our kisses were fast and needy, or the way our hands touched and caressed anything close, not going by any guidelines besides those of lust and need. But I needed more. I needed James, and only James.

“I-i'm ready.” I panted, and James hooked my calves around his shoulder, ankles crossed.

“Are you sure?” I nodded, words not able to come out in the wave of pleasure I was currently drowning in.
I felt his head make its way through my tight ring of muscles, my eyes watering in pain. I grabbed his neck and we kissed each other, slow and deliberate, erasing any traces of pain and filling our heads with the feel of each other. Once fully sheathed in me, he pulled out and thrusted back in me as he kissed me in just the right way, and his hands touched in all the right places, and it was just so ------- right that I couldn't do anything but arch and thrash and try to convey through my actions how good I felt. But the way he looked at me, his eyes dark with pleasure, It was like he was trying to say the same thing. Every thrust hit my prostate dead-on, leaving me breathless and unable to see straight. I was close, and I knew he was too. He reached down between our bodies slicked with sweat and gripped my length, pumping in time with his thrusts, making me cry out in pleasure, tightening my muscles around him as I came, hard. Two thrusts later, I felt him come inside me, a strangled cry of “Alan!” coming from his lips as collapsed on top of me, our mouths meeting in a sloppy kiss of completion. He pulled out of me and pulled me to his side as we fought to catch our breaths, panting the only noise I could hear anymore, my mind being fogged by my orgasm.

“I love you, Alan.” I felt his hand run through my now-sweaty hair.

“I love you too, James.” My vision faded as I fell asleep in arms, his long fingers tracing patterns on my back.

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[seli-chan]

OMFG i loved it!! <3 lol its so messed up how he almost got raped twice! like damn...i thought that guy adam was his friend ._. fking ------- lol omg i love it heh ^^