Stone by Stone: Chapter Four
Title: Stone by Stone
Chapter: 4/?
Band: Dir en grey
Pairing: Kaoru/Kyo, Tentacles/Kyo
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: It's fiction.
Summary: In order to make a better life for himself, Kyo moves to a house in the countryside with his older brother. However, Kyo finds himself pulled into a tangled mess when he learns that the house is already inhabited.
Warnings: Angst, drug use, alcohol, noncon, tentacles, violence
Author's Note: Inspired by one of the prompts in the direngrey_yaoi comm. To quote: "Prompt(s) or things you want to see in your requested fic: Dreams. Metaphors. Mythology/Faith/Religion. I like drama, but not... -girly- drama. Or, if you're feeling smutty, I've a deep-seated fondness for D/s relationships, rough kinks, and/or food play. Oooh, or tentacles! Not nearly enough tentacles going around... I guess I'm not really picky ^_^;" I think it's a personal mission of mine to get every one of these guys rolled into one fic. Also, things are starting to get off-kilter in the Stone by Stone-verse, it seems.
Rain splattered against Kyo’s bedroom window as the thunder grumbled outside. The blond tossed and turned on his futon, unable to fall into slumber’s welcoming arms. Lightning flashed outside and briefly painted the room with a bright light as Kyo groaned and sat up in defeat. “I should’ve gotten a damn curtain,” he murmured groggily to himself as he rose to his feet, and he shambled sleepily out of his room.
Save for the thunder that roared outside, the house was completely silent, and Kyo’s footsteps echoed in the hall as he made his way into the kitchen. Rain smacked against the tarp covering the broken window, and the noise caught Kyo’s attention. He said he’d come by tomorrow to get that taken care of, he thought. God, hopefully it’s not too early. He opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a bottle of water.
Kyo took a drink of the refreshingly cool water, and he was about to return to his room when he heard a loud crashing sound, less like the thunder that roared outside and more like the sound of glass shattering. Kyo jumped, startled, and nearly stumbled back into the counter. “What the fuck?” he breathed in confusion. The noise sounded as though it had come from the basement, but that only left Kyo more perplexed. Is Hiromu in the basement? What the hell is he doing down there? I hope that idiot didn’t mix the bleach and ammonia again. He muttered moodily to himself as he sat his water on the counter and headed towards the old door that led to the basement.
The door opened with a tired groan and the light from the kitchen cut into the inky darkness of the basement. “Hiromu, you down here?” Kyo called as he searched for the switch to the basement light. He frowned as he was greeted by silence. His fingers brushed over the light switch, and he quickly flicked it on. The lights in the basement flickered to life, and Kyo suddenly regretted his decision to venture downstairs.
Red writing decorated the basement floor, and though Kyo could tell that the words said something, the writing was so faded and sloppy that it was completely illegible. He knelt down and brushed his fingers over one of the words. “How had I not noticed this before?” he murmured, bewildered. The writing was hardly subtle, and Kyo had been in the basement multiple times already, so the fact that he was only now noticing the eerie writing confused him greatly. “Hiromu? No… this looks way too old to be something he did.”
Kyo then looked up and around the basement. Crazy writing on the floor didn’t explain the shattering sound. Light bounced off pieces of broken glass on one of the shelves that lined the basement, and he walked over to it curiously. His nerves hummed with anxiety, and he wanted nothing more than to race back upstairs like a small child, but he pushed the desire away as he investigated the mess on the shelf. The broken pieces of glass had once made up a jar filled with a collection of buttons and other various small objects. The items were scattered along the dusty shelves and floor, and Kyo swore as he accidentally stepped on a pewter cat figurine. “I hate this house,” he snapped moodily. “Who the hell keeps a jar of animals in the basement!?”
He stopped grumbling when he heard another strange noise-the sound of scratching behind the bookshelf, and his nerves screamed. Oh come on, Kyo, he thought to himself. It’s probably just a mouse or something. He splayed his hands against the bookshelf as he looked it over. For all that the bookshelf was quite large, Kyo doubted that it was particularly heavy. He sighed as he gripped the shelf and he then slowly pulled it away from the wall. The shelf scraped against the stone floor, and it pushed the cat figurine aside as Kyo moved it.
Light bathed the wall behind the shelf and revealed a heavy door. Kyo frowned and walked over to the door. “Weird,” was all he could muster as a response as he approached the door. More scratching could be heard from behind the door, and Kyo froze. “Shit, but what if it’s more than a mouse back there?” He looked around the basement curiously, and his eyes rested on the large box of boards and pipes in the corner. The previous owner had apparently been a failure of a sculptor, and Kyo found himself suddenly grateful for the last resident’s fruitless aspirations as he picked up one of the pipes from the dusty box. At least if something was behind the door he could bludgeon it.
Kyo walked back over to the door, took a deep breath, and the turned the knob. “…Fuck, guess it’s locked,” he muttered as the door refused to budge, and he looked around the basement. He recalled just spotting a couple of keys earlier, and his eyes rested on the mess left by the shattered jar. Two keys, a shiny silver one and a worn brassy one, sat among the buttons and broken glass, and Kyo picked them both up carefully. He fumbled with the silver key, but when it refused to turn in the lock he opted to try the brassy key. After first the key hardly turned, but the lock then groaned as it eventually gave way. Kyo pocketed the brassy key, and he then opened the door.
The pungent, sickeningly sweet scent of decay wafted from inside the room, and Kyo gagged as the odor invaded his senses. He stepped back from the door and pressed the front of his shirt over his nose and mouth. “Holy fuck…” his muffled voice spat out as he looked in the room. The light from the basement only reached a little ways into the room, but that light was just enough for Kyo to spot glossy red flesh sliding languidly along the floor. His anxiety turned to fear, and he stumbled into the back of the bookshelf. He bit his tongue as he felt something sharp cut into his foot, and he knew instantly that he had just stepped onto some of the broken glass.
The glossy red flesh in the room twitched and it slithered out of the room with an alien sense of grace. Kyo couldn’t tell what the red flesh was when it was in the darkness of the strange room, but in the light he could see that the red flesh made of the shape of multiple tentacles. They slid along the walls and floor in a serpentine manner as they filled the room, and Kyo clenched the pipe until his knuckles turned white. He forgot about the rotten odor from the room, and he forgot about the broken glass beneath his feet. As he watched the tentacles fill the room, one single thought entered his mind: RUN.
Kyo turned away from the strange room, and he bolted towards the stairs. The tentacles twitched, seemingly sentient enough to detect Kyo fleeing from them, and suddenly they were upon him. The blond panicked and swung the pipe at one of the large, slimy tentacles, but it simple faltered slightly before it wound around the pipe and yanked it away. “Fuck!” Kyo swore, and he tripped as a tentacle wrapped around one of his legs and yanked it from beneath him. He landed hard against the stairs, and he gasped as all of the air that filled his lungs escaped him. Pain filled his chest as Kyo struggled to regain his breath, and all the while the tentacles wound around him. Once they had him firmly in their grips, they pulled him back towards the room.
Darkness surrounded Kyo as the tentacles pulled him into the creepy room. Farther and farther they ventured until the light from the basement was hardly even visible. Kyo gasped for air, and he looked around with wide eyes. For all he couldn’t see the light from the basement anymore, he noticed that the room was still somehow lit up. However, unlike the light from the basement, this light seemed sickly in color, and it colored everything it touched a rust hue.
The strange room opened up and revealed a large space covered with more of the glossy red tentacles. Kyo felt his stomach sink, and he struggled violently against his captors. The tentacles hardly so much as budged against Kyo’s struggles, and they simply dragged him to the center of the room.
“Stop that,” a cool, composed voice echoed in the room. Kyo froze instantly, and he looked around the room in a frenzy. However, he only saw more tentacles, and a desperate sound bubbled from his throat. Cool, dry fingers ran through Kyo’s mussed hair, and he flinched at the touch, confused and terrified.
Kyo could feel the touch, and he could recognize the feel of another’s hand, but he saw no one in the room save for the tentacles, and that bit of knowledge made the touch all the more jarring for him. “Is someone there?” he choked out, and he closed his eyes to shield himself from this very bizarre, very wrong situation he found himself in.
“Yes,” the voice said, and the touch disappeared. “Open your eyes.”
A hysterical sound escaped Kyo’s lips, and he then hesitantly opened his eyes. A young man kneeled before him, dressed in black and with a smooth curve of a smirk on his face. Kyo frowned, confused. He recognized this man. “Wait… aren’t you that gas station attendant?”
Kaoru chuckled in obvious amusement. “Oh, so you remember me?” he mused, and he brushed a wisp of blond hair from Kyo’s forehead. “I’m touched.”
Kyo’s brows knit together. So it was the gas station attendant that was behind the strange room and the tentacles? Fear still gnawed at him, but he also found himself quite confused and angry. Questions filled his mind, but he opted to leave them unspoken until he was in a safer position “Let go of me,” he demanded instead as he glared at Kaoru.
Kaoru simply shrugged in response as he rose to his feet. “No, I don’t think I’ll do that,” he said, and he walked away from Kyo. “Do you know how long I’ve waited to get a hold of you?” One of his hands ran over a tentacle affectionately. “I’m not planning on ever letting go of you.”
“Considering I only moved here like a month ago, you haven’t been waiting that long,” Kyo said dryly and he tried to yank his hands free. “You can’t keep me here, you know. People are going to eventually notice I’m gone.”
“I have my ways,” was all Kaoru said. “I hope they weren’t too rough dragging you here, by the way. They don’t know how to be gentle.” He turned to look back at Kyo and sighed. “I already told you to stop that,” he warned. “If I have to make you stop you won’t enjoy it, so calm down.”
Kyo glared stubbornly at Kaoru. “Well darn, I’m so sorry,” he deadpanned. “I guess I’ll just completely ignore that I was kidnapped by something out of shitty anime porn and do exactly what you want.” He dug his nails into one of the glossy red tentacles, and he could feel the monstrous thing shudder.
Irritation flashed across Kaoru’s face, but he quickly replaced it with a casual smirk. “If you’re going to be like that,” he chided, “then maybe I should just leave you with my shitty anime porn friends until you decide to calm down.” He walked along the tentacle-covered wall. “I’ll see you later, Kyo,” he said, and he began to fade away as he walked until he completely vanished.
“Wait, don’t you-fuck!” Kyo struggled frantically as Kaoru disappeared, and his skin crawled as the tentacles surrounding him began to move. The slid over to him slowly, and Kyo’s nerves shrieked as one of the tentacles ran languidly over his abdomen and slipped into his sweatpants. “No!” Kyo shouted, and he squirmed uncomfortably as the tentacle moved over his skin before sliding slowly around his flaccid cock. “No no no no-“
A second tentacle slid over Kyo’s cheek, and a hysterical shout left the blond right before it shoved itself into his mouth. A muffled noise escaped him and he clenched his eyes shut and fear filled his chest until he briefly wondered if it would explode. He supposed it would be a kinder fate than the nightmare he was trapped in. The tentacle in his mouth moved in and out at a torturously slow pace, and Kyo gagged as it struck the back of his throat.
Cool air brushed over his hips, and dread filled Kyo instantaneously. As the first tentacle began to pump his flaccid cock in an attempt to get him aroused, a third tentacle slid over one of his defined hips and to his backside. Kyo grimaced as he felt the slimy appendage roam over his ass teasingly, and his breath hitched as the tentacles wound tightly around his legs spread them apart, leaving him vulnerable and on display for the rest of the tentacles in the strange room. The third tentacle took advantage of Kyo’s new position as it slid between the blond’s cheeks and over the small opening it discovered.
Hair rose on the back of Kyo’s neck, and he bit down on the tentacle in his mouth in one last attempt to get free. The tentacle spasmed, and a metallic taste filled Kyo’s mouth, but it remained in his mouth. If anything, the tentacle simply thrusted deeper into the blond’s mouth. Kyo growled in dismay, but the angry sound turned into a panicked one as the third tentacle pushed its way into him. The slickness of the tentacle’s flesh did nothing to ease the pain that Kyo felt as it entered him, and he felt as though the large appendage would tear him to shreds. His eyes grew damp even as he clenched them shut, and his body shrieked in pain as the tentacle pounded into him at a furious pace.
More tentacles slid over his body. They traced the contours of his back and hips, and they slid under his shirt to toy with his nipples. All the while the tentacles in his mouth and ass moved in and out of him frantically, and Kyo let his body go limp in defeat. He just wanted the nightmare to end. The tentacle around his cock toyed with the delicate slit, and a muffled sound escaped Kyo as he felt one pleasurable sensation through the pain and discomfort. His cock twitched, and he let his head roll to the side. The tentacle that pounded into his backside spasmed, and Kyo grimaced as he felt a hot and sticky fluid fill him. The tentacle pulled slowly out of the blond, but before he could savor the relief of no longer being fucked by the tentacle another, larger one replaced it. Frustration tore at his chest, and he nearly gagged as the tentacle in his mouth twitched and forced that same hot liquid down his throat. The tentacle slipped itself from his mouth, and Kyo spat the rest of the fluid on the ground beside him. Another tentacle attempted to slide into his mouth, but he turned away from it as he felt it touch his cheek.
Kyo opened his eyes, and they focused on the man in the corner of the room. Kaoru had returned at some point, it seemed, and he watched Kyo, his eyes dark and glittering with a madness that Kyo could hardly fathom. He wanted to scream at Kaoru and maul the other man until his face was a bloodied, unidentifiable mess. He opened his mouth to say such, but instead an agonized scream escaped him as a second tentacle joined the tentacle already brutally pounding into his ass. Excruciating pain tore through him, and his vision grew dark and blurry as he glared at the despicable man that watched him.
Kaoru tilted his head to the side as he watched Kyo lose consciousness, and after a long silence, he finally uttered, “It’s time to wake up.”
Kyo’s eyes snapped opened, and he flailed pathetically as his limbs tangled themselves in his blankets. Hiromu jumped back to avoid getting smacked by his younger brother. “Whoa, careful there,” he said. “It’s me, it’s me!”
“Mmmf-Hiromu?” Kyo murmured confusedly as he looked around the room with wide eyes. Plain white walls decorated with music posters and curtain-free windows greeted him instead of the tentacle-infested room he had just been in. His sweat-soaked shirt clung to him even as he sat up.
Hiromu smiled worriedly. “Oh thank god. I’ve been trying to wake you up for the past fifteen minutes. You were sleeping so hard you didn’t even hear your alarm go off. Web-Doctor told me you might’ve been in a coma, so I was worried.”
“Huh-Web-Doctor?” Kyo said. “But wait, what about last night? I heard crashing, and, er…”
“Oh, you heard that too?” Hiromu said with a soft chuckle. “One of those huge shelves in the basement fell over. The stuff on it went everywhere.” He then sighed. “It was a mess to clean up, but the wall behind it is really strange. The bricks there look different from the rest of the basement. I wonder if something used to be there.”
Kyo’s blood ran cold.
Chapter: 4/?
Band: Dir en grey
Pairing: Kaoru/Kyo, Tentacles/Kyo
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: It's fiction.
Summary: In order to make a better life for himself, Kyo moves to a house in the countryside with his older brother. However, Kyo finds himself pulled into a tangled mess when he learns that the house is already inhabited.
Warnings: Angst, drug use, alcohol, noncon, tentacles, violence
Author's Note: Inspired by one of the prompts in the direngrey_yaoi comm. To quote: "Prompt(s) or things you want to see in your requested fic: Dreams. Metaphors. Mythology/Faith/Religion. I like drama, but not... -girly- drama. Or, if you're feeling smutty, I've a deep-seated fondness for D/s relationships, rough kinks, and/or food play. Oooh, or tentacles! Not nearly enough tentacles going around... I guess I'm not really picky ^_^;" I think it's a personal mission of mine to get every one of these guys rolled into one fic. Also, things are starting to get off-kilter in the Stone by Stone-verse, it seems.
Rain splattered against Kyo’s bedroom window as the thunder grumbled outside. The blond tossed and turned on his futon, unable to fall into slumber’s welcoming arms. Lightning flashed outside and briefly painted the room with a bright light as Kyo groaned and sat up in defeat. “I should’ve gotten a damn curtain,” he murmured groggily to himself as he rose to his feet, and he shambled sleepily out of his room.
Save for the thunder that roared outside, the house was completely silent, and Kyo’s footsteps echoed in the hall as he made his way into the kitchen. Rain smacked against the tarp covering the broken window, and the noise caught Kyo’s attention. He said he’d come by tomorrow to get that taken care of, he thought. God, hopefully it’s not too early. He opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a bottle of water.
Kyo took a drink of the refreshingly cool water, and he was about to return to his room when he heard a loud crashing sound, less like the thunder that roared outside and more like the sound of glass shattering. Kyo jumped, startled, and nearly stumbled back into the counter. “What the fuck?” he breathed in confusion. The noise sounded as though it had come from the basement, but that only left Kyo more perplexed. Is Hiromu in the basement? What the hell is he doing down there? I hope that idiot didn’t mix the bleach and ammonia again. He muttered moodily to himself as he sat his water on the counter and headed towards the old door that led to the basement.
The door opened with a tired groan and the light from the kitchen cut into the inky darkness of the basement. “Hiromu, you down here?” Kyo called as he searched for the switch to the basement light. He frowned as he was greeted by silence. His fingers brushed over the light switch, and he quickly flicked it on. The lights in the basement flickered to life, and Kyo suddenly regretted his decision to venture downstairs.
Red writing decorated the basement floor, and though Kyo could tell that the words said something, the writing was so faded and sloppy that it was completely illegible. He knelt down and brushed his fingers over one of the words. “How had I not noticed this before?” he murmured, bewildered. The writing was hardly subtle, and Kyo had been in the basement multiple times already, so the fact that he was only now noticing the eerie writing confused him greatly. “Hiromu? No… this looks way too old to be something he did.”
Kyo then looked up and around the basement. Crazy writing on the floor didn’t explain the shattering sound. Light bounced off pieces of broken glass on one of the shelves that lined the basement, and he walked over to it curiously. His nerves hummed with anxiety, and he wanted nothing more than to race back upstairs like a small child, but he pushed the desire away as he investigated the mess on the shelf. The broken pieces of glass had once made up a jar filled with a collection of buttons and other various small objects. The items were scattered along the dusty shelves and floor, and Kyo swore as he accidentally stepped on a pewter cat figurine. “I hate this house,” he snapped moodily. “Who the hell keeps a jar of animals in the basement!?”
He stopped grumbling when he heard another strange noise-the sound of scratching behind the bookshelf, and his nerves screamed. Oh come on, Kyo, he thought to himself. It’s probably just a mouse or something. He splayed his hands against the bookshelf as he looked it over. For all that the bookshelf was quite large, Kyo doubted that it was particularly heavy. He sighed as he gripped the shelf and he then slowly pulled it away from the wall. The shelf scraped against the stone floor, and it pushed the cat figurine aside as Kyo moved it.
Light bathed the wall behind the shelf and revealed a heavy door. Kyo frowned and walked over to the door. “Weird,” was all he could muster as a response as he approached the door. More scratching could be heard from behind the door, and Kyo froze. “Shit, but what if it’s more than a mouse back there?” He looked around the basement curiously, and his eyes rested on the large box of boards and pipes in the corner. The previous owner had apparently been a failure of a sculptor, and Kyo found himself suddenly grateful for the last resident’s fruitless aspirations as he picked up one of the pipes from the dusty box. At least if something was behind the door he could bludgeon it.
Kyo walked back over to the door, took a deep breath, and the turned the knob. “…Fuck, guess it’s locked,” he muttered as the door refused to budge, and he looked around the basement. He recalled just spotting a couple of keys earlier, and his eyes rested on the mess left by the shattered jar. Two keys, a shiny silver one and a worn brassy one, sat among the buttons and broken glass, and Kyo picked them both up carefully. He fumbled with the silver key, but when it refused to turn in the lock he opted to try the brassy key. After first the key hardly turned, but the lock then groaned as it eventually gave way. Kyo pocketed the brassy key, and he then opened the door.
The pungent, sickeningly sweet scent of decay wafted from inside the room, and Kyo gagged as the odor invaded his senses. He stepped back from the door and pressed the front of his shirt over his nose and mouth. “Holy fuck…” his muffled voice spat out as he looked in the room. The light from the basement only reached a little ways into the room, but that light was just enough for Kyo to spot glossy red flesh sliding languidly along the floor. His anxiety turned to fear, and he stumbled into the back of the bookshelf. He bit his tongue as he felt something sharp cut into his foot, and he knew instantly that he had just stepped onto some of the broken glass.
The glossy red flesh in the room twitched and it slithered out of the room with an alien sense of grace. Kyo couldn’t tell what the red flesh was when it was in the darkness of the strange room, but in the light he could see that the red flesh made of the shape of multiple tentacles. They slid along the walls and floor in a serpentine manner as they filled the room, and Kyo clenched the pipe until his knuckles turned white. He forgot about the rotten odor from the room, and he forgot about the broken glass beneath his feet. As he watched the tentacles fill the room, one single thought entered his mind: RUN.
Kyo turned away from the strange room, and he bolted towards the stairs. The tentacles twitched, seemingly sentient enough to detect Kyo fleeing from them, and suddenly they were upon him. The blond panicked and swung the pipe at one of the large, slimy tentacles, but it simple faltered slightly before it wound around the pipe and yanked it away. “Fuck!” Kyo swore, and he tripped as a tentacle wrapped around one of his legs and yanked it from beneath him. He landed hard against the stairs, and he gasped as all of the air that filled his lungs escaped him. Pain filled his chest as Kyo struggled to regain his breath, and all the while the tentacles wound around him. Once they had him firmly in their grips, they pulled him back towards the room.
Darkness surrounded Kyo as the tentacles pulled him into the creepy room. Farther and farther they ventured until the light from the basement was hardly even visible. Kyo gasped for air, and he looked around with wide eyes. For all he couldn’t see the light from the basement anymore, he noticed that the room was still somehow lit up. However, unlike the light from the basement, this light seemed sickly in color, and it colored everything it touched a rust hue.
The strange room opened up and revealed a large space covered with more of the glossy red tentacles. Kyo felt his stomach sink, and he struggled violently against his captors. The tentacles hardly so much as budged against Kyo’s struggles, and they simply dragged him to the center of the room.
“Stop that,” a cool, composed voice echoed in the room. Kyo froze instantly, and he looked around the room in a frenzy. However, he only saw more tentacles, and a desperate sound bubbled from his throat. Cool, dry fingers ran through Kyo’s mussed hair, and he flinched at the touch, confused and terrified.
Kyo could feel the touch, and he could recognize the feel of another’s hand, but he saw no one in the room save for the tentacles, and that bit of knowledge made the touch all the more jarring for him. “Is someone there?” he choked out, and he closed his eyes to shield himself from this very bizarre, very wrong situation he found himself in.
“Yes,” the voice said, and the touch disappeared. “Open your eyes.”
A hysterical sound escaped Kyo’s lips, and he then hesitantly opened his eyes. A young man kneeled before him, dressed in black and with a smooth curve of a smirk on his face. Kyo frowned, confused. He recognized this man. “Wait… aren’t you that gas station attendant?”
Kaoru chuckled in obvious amusement. “Oh, so you remember me?” he mused, and he brushed a wisp of blond hair from Kyo’s forehead. “I’m touched.”
Kyo’s brows knit together. So it was the gas station attendant that was behind the strange room and the tentacles? Fear still gnawed at him, but he also found himself quite confused and angry. Questions filled his mind, but he opted to leave them unspoken until he was in a safer position “Let go of me,” he demanded instead as he glared at Kaoru.
Kaoru simply shrugged in response as he rose to his feet. “No, I don’t think I’ll do that,” he said, and he walked away from Kyo. “Do you know how long I’ve waited to get a hold of you?” One of his hands ran over a tentacle affectionately. “I’m not planning on ever letting go of you.”
“Considering I only moved here like a month ago, you haven’t been waiting that long,” Kyo said dryly and he tried to yank his hands free. “You can’t keep me here, you know. People are going to eventually notice I’m gone.”
“I have my ways,” was all Kaoru said. “I hope they weren’t too rough dragging you here, by the way. They don’t know how to be gentle.” He turned to look back at Kyo and sighed. “I already told you to stop that,” he warned. “If I have to make you stop you won’t enjoy it, so calm down.”
Kyo glared stubbornly at Kaoru. “Well darn, I’m so sorry,” he deadpanned. “I guess I’ll just completely ignore that I was kidnapped by something out of shitty anime porn and do exactly what you want.” He dug his nails into one of the glossy red tentacles, and he could feel the monstrous thing shudder.
Irritation flashed across Kaoru’s face, but he quickly replaced it with a casual smirk. “If you’re going to be like that,” he chided, “then maybe I should just leave you with my shitty anime porn friends until you decide to calm down.” He walked along the tentacle-covered wall. “I’ll see you later, Kyo,” he said, and he began to fade away as he walked until he completely vanished.
“Wait, don’t you-fuck!” Kyo struggled frantically as Kaoru disappeared, and his skin crawled as the tentacles surrounding him began to move. The slid over to him slowly, and Kyo’s nerves shrieked as one of the tentacles ran languidly over his abdomen and slipped into his sweatpants. “No!” Kyo shouted, and he squirmed uncomfortably as the tentacle moved over his skin before sliding slowly around his flaccid cock. “No no no no-“
A second tentacle slid over Kyo’s cheek, and a hysterical shout left the blond right before it shoved itself into his mouth. A muffled noise escaped him and he clenched his eyes shut and fear filled his chest until he briefly wondered if it would explode. He supposed it would be a kinder fate than the nightmare he was trapped in. The tentacle in his mouth moved in and out at a torturously slow pace, and Kyo gagged as it struck the back of his throat.
Cool air brushed over his hips, and dread filled Kyo instantaneously. As the first tentacle began to pump his flaccid cock in an attempt to get him aroused, a third tentacle slid over one of his defined hips and to his backside. Kyo grimaced as he felt the slimy appendage roam over his ass teasingly, and his breath hitched as the tentacles wound tightly around his legs spread them apart, leaving him vulnerable and on display for the rest of the tentacles in the strange room. The third tentacle took advantage of Kyo’s new position as it slid between the blond’s cheeks and over the small opening it discovered.
Hair rose on the back of Kyo’s neck, and he bit down on the tentacle in his mouth in one last attempt to get free. The tentacle spasmed, and a metallic taste filled Kyo’s mouth, but it remained in his mouth. If anything, the tentacle simply thrusted deeper into the blond’s mouth. Kyo growled in dismay, but the angry sound turned into a panicked one as the third tentacle pushed its way into him. The slickness of the tentacle’s flesh did nothing to ease the pain that Kyo felt as it entered him, and he felt as though the large appendage would tear him to shreds. His eyes grew damp even as he clenched them shut, and his body shrieked in pain as the tentacle pounded into him at a furious pace.
More tentacles slid over his body. They traced the contours of his back and hips, and they slid under his shirt to toy with his nipples. All the while the tentacles in his mouth and ass moved in and out of him frantically, and Kyo let his body go limp in defeat. He just wanted the nightmare to end. The tentacle around his cock toyed with the delicate slit, and a muffled sound escaped Kyo as he felt one pleasurable sensation through the pain and discomfort. His cock twitched, and he let his head roll to the side. The tentacle that pounded into his backside spasmed, and Kyo grimaced as he felt a hot and sticky fluid fill him. The tentacle pulled slowly out of the blond, but before he could savor the relief of no longer being fucked by the tentacle another, larger one replaced it. Frustration tore at his chest, and he nearly gagged as the tentacle in his mouth twitched and forced that same hot liquid down his throat. The tentacle slipped itself from his mouth, and Kyo spat the rest of the fluid on the ground beside him. Another tentacle attempted to slide into his mouth, but he turned away from it as he felt it touch his cheek.
Kyo opened his eyes, and they focused on the man in the corner of the room. Kaoru had returned at some point, it seemed, and he watched Kyo, his eyes dark and glittering with a madness that Kyo could hardly fathom. He wanted to scream at Kaoru and maul the other man until his face was a bloodied, unidentifiable mess. He opened his mouth to say such, but instead an agonized scream escaped him as a second tentacle joined the tentacle already brutally pounding into his ass. Excruciating pain tore through him, and his vision grew dark and blurry as he glared at the despicable man that watched him.
Kaoru tilted his head to the side as he watched Kyo lose consciousness, and after a long silence, he finally uttered, “It’s time to wake up.”
Kyo’s eyes snapped opened, and he flailed pathetically as his limbs tangled themselves in his blankets. Hiromu jumped back to avoid getting smacked by his younger brother. “Whoa, careful there,” he said. “It’s me, it’s me!”
“Mmmf-Hiromu?” Kyo murmured confusedly as he looked around the room with wide eyes. Plain white walls decorated with music posters and curtain-free windows greeted him instead of the tentacle-infested room he had just been in. His sweat-soaked shirt clung to him even as he sat up.
Hiromu smiled worriedly. “Oh thank god. I’ve been trying to wake you up for the past fifteen minutes. You were sleeping so hard you didn’t even hear your alarm go off. Web-Doctor told me you might’ve been in a coma, so I was worried.”
“Huh-Web-Doctor?” Kyo said. “But wait, what about last night? I heard crashing, and, er…”
“Oh, you heard that too?” Hiromu said with a soft chuckle. “One of those huge shelves in the basement fell over. The stuff on it went everywhere.” He then sighed. “It was a mess to clean up, but the wall behind it is really strange. The bricks there look different from the rest of the basement. I wonder if something used to be there.”
Kyo’s blood ran cold.