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    1. #571
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      "Were you?" He whispered softly back as she opened up to him. Telling him that she had been scared. Intently listening to her as she skimmed the surface of what happened. The look that flickered through her eyes, the pitch in her voice told him it wasn't about having to cut herself that scared her. Cupping both sides of her face his thumbs brushed the tears away. "Mmm... I'm not going anywhere." Kissing her lips he continued to move his hips against her. Easing the tension in her body as pleasure from the stimulation weaved through her body. The moans evidence of that as they came out of her throat even though tears still leaked out. It made him smile softly at her, he loved how she responded to his body. Welcomed him even though she was in this state.

      Quickening his pace he brought them both to their orgasm, he moaned deeply against her mouth. "I love you, Mimi." God, he loved her so much it hurt. Nuzzling her neck he played with her for a little bit to ease her up more. Tickling her and carefully wrestling with her, bringing out the smile he so desperately wanted to see on her face. Finally settling with her sitting on his lap facing him. Tadashi had asked him to do something and he had to get it done. That was look at her wounds and assess the situation. Tadashi and Azusa were convinced that what the kids were saying wasn't the full truth, that all of them were lying.

      Without a word he started undoing the bandages on her right arm, not letting her reject him from looking at what she did to herself. After all those he killed, mangled, tortured and so on in his long history of blood and death, he was one of the best as being able to read the story of an injury. While he wouldn't know what happened, he could gauge some from the sights of wounds. The expression didn't change on his face as he uncovered the stitched wounds that covered the arm. Out of all the things had had taught her in cause of being taken... he hadn't thought of teaching her how to injure herself in the least damaging way. The jagged unclean cuts painted a clear picture of her trembling hand holding the blade and digging into her arm. The number was strange, it didn't seem to hold a preference to time intervals. The cuts didn't match how long she was in captive hours. What was more strange was the fact that the boys had been whipped, why was Nozomi that only one subject to self harm? Wouldn't all of them?

      "You're hands betray you every time." His eyes intently looked at each cut into her arm. The trembling in her hand had been worse in some than others. Her hands were always the sign of her distress. "Never thought I would have needed to tell you how to harm yourself to prolong your life, you cut yourself too deeply in spots. Your hand also shook too much. Some will go away, others will leave deep scarring. Percy can make the mid-depth ones go away. Hera had worse scarring than this, but he got rid of them." Surely, she had been subject to seeing something she didn't want to see. Had she witnessed the boys being beaten? That didn't make much sense to him, if she was also self harming herself he didn't see why the boys being beaten would cause her to shake so much. Nozomi was good at controlling herself. He would have to agree with Tadashi, there was more to the story than they wanted anyone to know.

      Tenderly he cleaned her wounds, then bandaged them back up before pulling her naked body against him. "It's time for you to sleep now. You'll be in my arms the whole time." His fingers lightly trailed up and down her bare back. "When you open your eyes I will still be right here."


      The sound of the door opening made his heart race, as if getting caught at home by him mom, he was on his feet. Hand stuffing himself back in his pants, how-how did she get in here? He had rented this room for himself. Fumbling the remote he turned off the TV off by the time she came around to tell him to sit down, with her behind him. Before he could respond to the woman tell him she would help him, her hand took hold of his hardened length. The feel of her hand already made him moan, it was rather humiliating. What was this woman? This felt different than when Pantera had touched him, this was... intoxicating.

      "Ah..." Digging his fingers into the couch he hips arched as moan after moan came out of his mouth. The combination of her hand stroking him and her lips touching his weakest point was making him go crazy. Yet the moment ended all to quickly as he came all over himself, bringing out a loud moan from him. When her mouth pressed against his, the taste of her was unlike anything he had tasted before. Kissing her back hungirly he was quickly left hanging as she pulled away saying her goodbyes. No. No he didn't want this to end.

      Getting up he stumbled as he tried to go after her. Hitting the ground on his knees harshly his hand snagged her wrist, pulling her to a stop before she could leave the room. "Wait." He was still panting from his intense orgasm, his eyes dilated with pleasure and desire for her. "Don't leave yet... What about you? Shouldn't we continue so I can give back what you gave?"


      Bad things happened to her brothers, mama and papa were really worried about them. Well. More big bro Seong. Dante didn't act like anything happened. Instead.. He was out most of the time. She had seen it on TV that mama and papa were forced to fight a lot of people. Papa got really injured. So did Seong. He didn't talk much... and that was bad cause he didn't talk much in the first place. So Reina worked hard and made him treats to make him feel better! She loved Seong the best. Dante was mean to her, always annoyed with how clumsy she was... According to him she caused more problems than solved. He made her cry a lot. Seong never made her cry.

      She never had a day that she didn't have a new bruise added to some part of her body. Her mind wandered all the time and she ran into everything. Right now she was concentrating really hard, not wanting to spill off of her hard work for Seong. Biting her lower lip she balanced the fruit on the tray, while trying desperately to watch where she was going. Refusing the help of the maids. She could do this on her own for Seong. If there was one thing she was good at, it was cooking, even though the kitchen didn't look like what she made could be edible. The kitchen staff had tried strongly to talk her into allowing them to prep the snack, but she happily refused their help.

      Carefully she opened the door, excitement boiling over inside of her at the sight of Seong laying in his bed. Reading. "Seong! Seong!" The movement of her feet didn't match her excitement as she forced herself to walk super slow. Only when she put the tray on his stand next to his bed did she pounce on him. Giggling happily she straddled his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a warm loving hug that poured out every once of love she had for him. "Seong! I made you your favorite. Chocolate covered strawberries! I worked really hard on them." Grinning happily she leaned over to get one off the tray and offered for him to eat it. "Ah." With complete delight she fed it to him, then kissed him quickly on his cheek.

      Everyday. Without fail she spent the evening with Seong. The moment her classes ended she sought him out, not wanting him to be alone. When he allowed her to she slept in bed with him too. He didn't let her all the time, sometimes he went to sleep in bed with Dante, but lately she could a lot cause Dante was out most of the night. "I love you Seong. You know that right?" Cupping either side of his face she smiled brightly at him. "I'm always here for you. Kay?"
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      Oh, this boy had no idea what he was really asking for. And to whom. So inexperienced. So curious. It was amusing to witness. He probably didn't know the first thing about pleasuring a woman. Better said, he hadn't been pleasured himself properly until now judging from all the moans she coaxed from him and the way he orgasmed so quickly. Normally, this would be the moment she left. This boy was not ready for Kataryna Kosova. But tonight was an exception. Tonight she wanted to be distracted and her mind occupied with another thought that wasn't Damion. So she would sate his curiosity, and teach him what its like to feel true pleasure.

      "To give back first you need to learn how to give it, don't you think?" Kataryna grinned at him, cupping his chin with her fingers. She pulled him up gently, nudging him to stand. He was a tall boy. Taller than her. She had always been rather petite. Standing on ger tip toes she kissed him again, finding his taste rather enjoyable to savor. Her hands playing with the soft hair on the back of his head. "Lucky for you, I am in the mood to teach you." Taking his hand she sat on the edge of the couch, leading him to kneel before her. Kat took off her shorts and her underwear, sitting down with her legs spread. "The best way to pleasure a woman, is by going down on her. We have at least two major sensitive, erotic spots down here. Use your tongue and mouth to pleasure them. Try it."

      His awed expression almost made her laugh. It was endearing how new he was to all this. Surely not the same watching it on TV than having one right before his very eyes. She could see his eyes were green, with an emerald hue to them. Curious and dialiated, they stared at her core. Beautiful, penetraring eyes. She had to admit that it got her slightly worked up to have those green eyes stare at her so intently. Kat was patient though and waited until she saw him lean forward, hands on each of her inner thighs and began to use his mouth and tongue to lick her. "Use your tongue on the clitoris, the flesh on the top. Ah...yes right there...carefully, you can use your teeth to nip it...."

      Oh. Just like that.

      The boy was a quick learner. She kept guiding him all throughout, making her start to pant already and clench her core muscles in preparation for her climax. Once he reached her core and his fingers stroked her top flesh, she moaned out several times. Ah yes. This felt so good. So good. In between, she encouraged and praised the kid for doing so well. It took her a while to finally orgasm. "Good job, my dear." She purred at him, licking off her own juice from his mouth. "Now, how about we have some real fun? Let's allow instinct to do its thing."

      With an alluring look, she helped him remove his own clothes as he clumsily removed what remained of hers. Then her mouth claimed his in a hard and hungry kiss. Groaning against his mouth. Feeling him do the same. Instinct will be his teacher now. Let his own body move and response to the situation at hand. Effectively, he began to push her down to the couch. Kat's hands wrapped around his neck as her hands stroked his nape, his hair, and then her nails stroked his back. Her breasts pressed against his chest, feeling the vibration of a rumbled groan from his throat. His erection already pressing against her wet core. "Allow me..." she breathed against his mouth. "....to give you the wildest sex of your life."

      Turning him, she had him sit on the couch and her straddling him. Lifting her body up, she began to guide his erection to her entrance, pushing it inside her. His expression was that of pure sexual overload, trying to assimilate all the new things his body was experiencing. Kat began to ride him, moving her hips up and down. His hands instinctively grasping her butt. "Good." She purred. "Now, knead it and guide me." She whispered and he did so accordingly. Very good. Oh, this boy was definitely the distraction she needed. Enjoying herself a lot more than she had expected. "Good. Good..." She panted quick moans as she grinned at him.


      When Damion took her arm in order to take off the bandages, Nozomi resisted, trying to pull away. But his hold on her was firmer and stronger and wasn't going to budge. Fear and insecurity flickered across her eyes. Damion was experienced in this. Surely, he would be able to see more to her wounds than what she had said. His brilliant mind would analyze the situation and become suspicious. Everyone had swore secrecy. Silence. Her injuries were tied to what happened to the boys. She couldn't give information without compromising the rest of the story. Nozomi bit her bottom lip as Damion assessed her arms. He would infer more. But it would be fine. Damion won't ever truly figure out what it was that happened. The story would remain the same. And even if it didn't, it would deviate much further from the truth. No one could know what Pantera had truly done. In silence she let him study her arms. And in silence she let him clean her injuries and bandage them. When he placed her on top of him to sleep, she remained quiet.

      "Damion..." Nozomi's hands snaked under him; under his back. Her head resting against his chest. Hearing that steady heartbeat that always grounded her. That precious heart that beat only for her. This was all she needed to hear at night. "Your heart is beautiful. I missed hearing it." The feeling of his fingers stroking her back relaxed her. Eased her. Soothed her. She didn't want to think about what had happened. About her arms. About her cousins. All she wanted her mind occupied with was the man holding her, and the sound of the heartbeat underneath her. For the first time in a month, Nozomi felt her eyes heavy with sleep. Felt herself relax and welcome it. Knowing that with Damion in her arms she would finally be able to sleep soundly and peacefully.

      Morning arrived. Finally she was able to welcome the next day after having slept all night. Finally, she met another day without having had a sleepless night bathed in sweat and tears from the nightmares. And as Damion promised, he was still beside her sleeping, with his arm draped across her. Nozomi smiled at the sight, brushing his hair from his forehead. Enjoying the sight of her dark knight sleeping soundly beside her. She loved him so much. Lightly she pressed her lips against his. Without moving much, careful to not wake him, Nozomi got out of the bed. After brushing her hair, she put on her pajamas again and went to see her parents. Mom was in the bathroom it seemed and Daddy was in his study room.

      "Daddy?" Nozomi entered. Ever since she came back they hadn't really mended things between them. Hadn't spoken about their argument regarding her relationship with Damion. They had...left on bad terms. And then it happened. Nozomi had...so many things to say. Things she wasn't sure how to say. "Um...thank you. For letting Damion come." She said sheepishly. Her hands fidgeted a bit. Unsure how to approach the subject. Of course, Daddy was always so loving with her. Instantly letting her come closer to him, giving her a hug and a kiss. The relief in his face so evident. So evident that for this month he had been dying of concern about her. "I'm sorry...Daddy. For worrying you. For...having you and Mom be dragged into those fights. I'm sorry I said such hurtful things to you...I'm sorry...I love you so much..."


      For the past ten years Shinla had been their home. A busy city, but very peaceful. Very different than Mansu. Their house was a lot smaller than the mansion they lived in in Mansu. Astronomically smaller. Her older house was enormous, and high. A house that touched the sky. Sky House. She often got lost there and never had the chance to memorize it. Just when she had adapted to her new life, a riot exploded. The people were revolting, angry at their leader. Despite the massive army Papa had, it didn't take long for them to be overwhelmed. But Papa didn't wait to see if the tables turned. To see if he could gain back his city. No. When things got heated and her life was in the greatest danger, Papa left. Apparently he had everything ready in case something like this happened. Papa was always a step ahead on everything. Always ready. He had a small bag with some clothes for her, and a bag with his clothes. And had savings elsewhere. Immediately, he took her and they left Mansu. Without looking back. Looking for a peaceful and quiet place in which they could live incognito, Papa decided to go to Shinla. She could tell it was the one city he didn't want to even set foot on. But he did for her sake. Knowing that if she was to live in peace and happy, Shinla was the best place.

      For ten years they lived in Shinla. Peacefully. Quietly. Just them. No one knew who they were. None of the old people from Mansu were around. Papa didn't have duties. Didn't have to worry about his army. His family. His belongings. His job. The city. Nothing. It was just him and her. And since Papa was a billionaire, they could live in comfort without a worry in the world and without even needing to work. They were fine. And she could tell Papa was too. He seemed more peaceful. As if a suffocating weight was lifted and destroyed. He touched her more now too. Before he still touched her, but it was painful for him. Now he could touch her and be fine. Papa was a kind man. He loved her a lot and took care of her. Even though he wasn't her real Papa. He had found her. Rescued her one day from some men who were going to sell her for trafficking. He found her. She looked at him. And then he took her. And gave her a home, a new name, and a new life. Papa was her whole world now. And she wanted him to be happy too. Its why she did everything to be a good girl, to do well in school. Even though at school she was always alone and bullied. Everyone found her weird since she had an odd fascination about death and corpses. They laughed at her a lot or just ignored her. It didn't matter to her much. She only cared about having good grades and making Papa proud.

      As she walked the school grounds outside, she noticed a distinct commotion going on. Her instincts told her to turn the other way around and go the opposite way to avoid problems. But a name captured her attention. Lucian. The sole heir to the Ryuunaga empire that ruled Shinla. The most popular boy at school. Everyone liked him and wanted to be like him. The girls all fawned over his good looks, aloof personality, and smart brain. The boys idolized him. Things changed drastically in a month. After the gruesome fights were broadcast to the whole city where the Ryuunaga families butchered a bunch of people, their popularity evaporated. And now they were either the most feared or the most hated. Or maybe both. Lucian ended up being hated. Everyone whispered about him. Talked shit about him. And it seems they were now wanting to target him for a punching bag.

      "Don't you all have better things to do?" Azulia spoke up. The boys narrowed their eyes at her. Some began to scoff and laugh at her uncharacteristic intervention. "If not then I can find ways to keep you occupied. I have lately been researching ways in which the human body can twist and turn before its bones and muscles snap. Would any of you like to help me? I am quite sure my Father has equipment to help me." The boys didn't falter though, even though they flinched momentarily. One grabbed her by the collar of her uniform and lifted her. Her eyes didn't waver in fear. Only irritation if any. "You know, from this proximity I can easily cut your jugular with a knife. And then you'd bleed to death. I don't need a knife though. My pencil will be just enough."

      The boy threw her to the ground the moment he saw her pencil in hand, but didn't leave before kicking her. And then the group left with empty threats coming out of their mouths. Coughing, she stood up and cleaned her uniform from the dirt. And looked at Lucian. How strange, wasn't it? The most popular boy in school was now degraded to the same level she has been all this time. How the tables turn. Life was never a constant and sure thing. She looked at him. "Try and lay low. Or just stay away from them. If you ignore them long enough, they will leave you alone. Strange how one's life changes drastically one day to another, isn't it? Who would have thought that the great Lucian Ryuunaga would end up on the same level as myself in the school society. Guess that pretty smile of yours won't be enough this time to win them over."
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