Untill The End: The way it is [chapter 2]
Note to reader(s) : This will be the only installment of this series that I will be including a single paragraph, writen in first person, from our hero, roxas, the fox's persepective. So then, read on, and enjoy! Yours truly, Roxas_Sempai
Fear blazened throughout the young, muscular and tall, vulpine as the strong feline scent overwhelmed him. Turning his head to the right, the fox locked eyes with the gorgously beautiful male tiger, for the first time, of many to come. And those wonderfully, lovely, big, impeccable and slit-pupiled, yellow eyes, stared right back before neatly blinking once. The sudden controlling, yet comforting voice, jolted Roxas out of his stupor and back into reality as At that very same moment, his eyes darted down to the feline's lips to watch and listen to him speak.
"Catchin' the last train of the night, to head straight home and hit the hay?" Came the tigers voice, soft and yet...ever so very, in control.
The fox flinched, and shook his head violently before, coming to his senses and anwsering, in his usual, non-aggressive, cute yet tough sounding voice,"Yeah...work wore me out and beat me down to the ground, hard. I could really use a d-" And as he was suddenly cut off, he blinked a few times in confusion.
"A drink?" he finished the fox's sentence for him,"Yeah, I know how ya feel. I feel exactly the same way. Say...I've got a bar, a bartender, and of course, Alcohol, at my place. Why not, just come to my place, Hmm?" As the tiger asked the question, it turned its full attention to the powerfull looking, yet cute faced young vulpine sitting next to him.
"Uhhhh...yeah. Sure, I guess. Ummm...when's your stop?" Roxas asked, without even thinking. A slight blush had come to his face when the tiger had finished his sentence for him, but it'd faded by now. His tail was gently wagging now, although he did not know, nor was he doing this conciously. And currently, many of the other passengers on the train were either edgeing slowly away from the tiger and fox, or eyeing them cautiously, mainly because roxas carried a katana upon his back.
"Two stops from this one." The tiger chidded happily, as the train slowed to a stop and the conductor announced the name of the stop, and repeated it several times as people exited the train, and others entered. Now, he smiled and asked,"By the way...whats your name, cutie?" A giggle escaped the feline's muzzle as it called the fox by a pet name.
"Oh, okay then. Guess I dont have to pay for my drinks at a bar, tonight then." And as the words espcaped his throat, muzzle and mouth, a hot red, scarlet blush spread across his face from red streak, to red streak. And then he shyly anwsered,"R-ro...roxas." And it took him a full five minutes to recover, in which the train doors closed it started moving again. So roxas smiled and asked,"And yours...?"
"Now that, roxas, little one, is for me to know, and you to find out." The tiger said with a slight grin and a snicker. The train stopped again now, and again the conductor called out the name of the current stop, and the next one as well. Five minutes passed and the train doors closed, and it started moving again. Now roxas was worried. Was he about to go over, for a drink, to a random stranger's house? This mucular, feline male wouldnt even tell the vulpine his name. But then a smirk spread across the fox's lips and he nodded, suddenly seeing oportunity in this new experience.
"Alright, I'll wait, and find out your name, in time. But if you try anything, funny, I'll drop you like a fly and slice you in half, before you can breath another breath." The fox's voice was loud, cruel, and cold. Loud enough infact, that nearly everyone in their train car, heard him.
So there they were. Infront of the nameless, tiger's glorious, manor, standing at the front gate. Roxas's jaw dropped for an instant, but then he regained his posture only seconds later, as the tiger pressed the button on the ringer, beside the gates, and talked into the microphone. The fox didnt care to hear his words, for he was only focused on finding anything supicious, sniffing what he could, out, figuring out the tigers name, and Getting a few drinks out of him. Possibly even spending the night...if and only if, he drank to much to walk back home, anyway. His ears perked up as he heard a soft,"Thank you." From the tiger, and the gates swung upon, with a loud creak, and the tiger, not caring if roxas were following, stepped in, and heading to the manor. The fox followed suite, and made sure to follow exactly behind the tiger, in case traps had been set, on or in the lawn.
Hours later, roxas had, had a few drinks, and the tiger had as well. Now, the house phone began to ring. The machine went straight to the recording, and roxas perked his ears up as he heard the anwsering machine say, in the tigers voice,"Whats up? Hey, you've reached the home of Ren, Takashi. You know what to do, so do it." And then the classic, beep of the machine. Roxas smiled, as he again, sniffed his drink, for any sign of poision and taking another sip before inquiring,"So its, Ren, Huh? Nice name I might add." Roxas said almost jokingly. He finally, put down his drink, and looked up from it, to look at the tiger whom he now knew, as Ren. But he was no where to be seen. The fox rose an eyebrow, and glanced around for a minute and pondered aloud, almost under his breath,"Now where, could he have....WHA-!?" He was startled as an unseen force sudden slammed into him and shoved him agianst the wall, pinning him down. He'd closed his eyes for that brief few seconds, and when he opened them again, he knew who was holding him down.
Ren snarled at the younger fur, beneath him, as he dug his claws into the wall, beside his head. He leaned in and whispered into the boy's left ear, atop his head,"You are mine." And as the fox pulled away, and knee'd him in the chest, he barely felt it at all, it was a pinch if nothing else. Just as the fox was going to turn and run away, ren grabbed roxas by one of his ears and dragged him back to him, before pinning him to the floor and whispering harshly into his face,"If you dont stop struggling I'll be forced to hurt you!"
And there it was. The very thing I'd feared from the start. This handsome, older male fur, had picked me up from the train, like a common fly, weaving through the air, regularly. He'd taken me into his home, and practically, drugged me, so that I could be under his control. And now... and now The worst was yet to come...or was it? It might have been the alcohol but strangely, enough, it felt good. It felt exilihrating to be beneath him like that. To have him, whispering threats into my face, his breath, hot upon my soft cheeks. Just...being in that position, was such a...thrill. It felt so good, it was almost too much. I wanted more, and I didnt care why. Deep down, I wondered why didnt I care, and why was I feeling this way? But in the end, I didnt give a damn, about my body or my mind's, reasoning. It was simple. I wanted to be beneath Ren. To have him boss me around, dominant me...control me, and own me. Simply put...that's the way it is.
To be continued...
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Comments are strongly, encouraged, as is criticism. I accept and welcome all forms of it. But If you've something completly negative to say about my story, keep it to yourself, you dont need to go and spout nonsense at me, curse, and say that it sucked so bad that if it were hooked up to a vaccum it would suck out an entire sea. Thats just plain mean. So, that was chapter 2, I hope you enjoyed it. And this...well its me, the author, Roxas_sempai, thank you for reading this installment of my story.