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Title: After Dark
Rating: 18
Genre: Supernatural Horror
Band: Mejibray
Pairing: Koichi x MiA
Summary: The sun protects us, a shining beacon that has kept the darkness at bay. Evil fears it, for the light is their weakness and they shun it. Even the sun can't protect me now, nothing can. Except perhaps for the man I know only as 'Koichi'.
Author's Note: New chapters every Monday and Friday. (This chapter posted early as I'm not sure if I can get online tomorrow.)
Previous Chapters:
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
New Chapter:
Chapter Six
The shoes that Koichi brought me, didn't last long on my feet. They're on for barely a second before he scooped me up and carrying me to the bedroom. Like Cinderella, I lost a shoe on the way out and another as I'm placed down on the bed.
“Princess, you're so beautiful,” Koichi praised me, placing a tiara in my new curls. I smile up at him, I watched with anticipation as Koichi pulled out four black cuffs I have worn before. I let him attached them to my wrists and ankles, and willingly allow my arms to be moved above my head. Here a small chain is clipped onto the metal loops on each cuff, passing behind the bedpost to keep my arms in place. A clip, the kind usually used for rock climbing, is also attached to my wrist cuffs holding them together.
“If you loose that tiara, you're getting spanked,” Koichi warned. I believed him. He's spanked me twice before for breaking the rules of the bedroom. I don't like pain, but his spanking was always light enough that I didn't really mind.
He secures my ankles in the same manner as my wrists, and whilst I could move a little I didn't try. He straddled my vulnerable body, and kissed me in between whispers of how beautiful and sexy I am. He meant it, and it pleased me that my idea has made him so happy.
“What is it that Princess would like?” Koichi asked. It's the first time I'm given any options, and I knew instantly what it is I wanted. I answered honestly, not sure how he will respond.
“I would love to bury myself in your tight little ass.” I answered. I wondered how he would respond, it's not something I have dared to request before.
“What a filthy Princess you are,” Koichi scolded. Much to my surprise he undressed, got on hands and knees with his ass towards me, and began stretching himself. I moaned in pure delight as I watched him, my body strained to touch him. Upon my head the tiara slips out of place, reminding me of the consequences of being too eager.
My dress was lifted, my feminine underwear removed with scissors, and my hard arousal coated with lube. Is it really happening? I hadn't believed it was possible. It seemed though that Koichi had wanted this as much as I had, his moans were loud enough for the whole street to hear as he rode me.
“Your ass is so tight,” I gasped, “Do I feel good inside it?”
“You fill me right up,” Koichi moaned, moving faster against me. In the other room I heard the front door open and close and the two of us shared a knowing smile. It's not the first time our love making has got loud enough that Meto had found the desire to leave.
“I like filling you,” I informed him, “To feel your tight walls around me, to know it's my cock bringing you this pleasure.”
“It's been too long since I let a man inside me,” Koichi whined. He bent over me and bit into my neck, lapping up the blood as out bodies moved together. This wasn't how I imagined this happening, but it's exactly what I needed, what we both needed.
“Can I cum?” I whispered, Koichi mumbled something that sounded like yes. I released inside him and see stars. It's hard sometimes to know if the light headedness is caused by pleasure or blood loss, I suspected both. It's clear though that Koichi is far from done from me today.
“Your tiara isn't on your head!” Koichi declared triumphantly. I swear he knocked it away on purpose while he drank from me. I was too distracted to notice.
“That wasn't my fault!” I protested.
“Your a naughty, disgustingly dirty, Princess,” Koichi scolded, “You can't avoid your punishment!”
“Like I ever had a choice?” I complained. I knew I was grinning like an idiot though, I can't help it.
“I don't think you know how to be good,” Koichi scolded, leaving me long enough to find his spreader bar. I shiver in anticipation, watching with eager eyes as my ankles are released from the bed and attached to the long bar instead. With legs spread I'm far more vulnerable than I ever was before.
My hands were released and Koichi confiscated my dress, still believing I dressed this way for myself and not for him. I didn't correct him, it wasn't in either of our best interests for me to do so. He orders me on hands and knees, which I attempted as best as I could, with my legs spread the way they were. I anticipated the slaps, but instead he takes one wrist at a time and brings it between my legs so that I'm secured fully to the spreader bar. My face was pressed into the bedsheets now, my ass up high and ready. I would have blushed, if I had any shame left.
“Koichi please, I promise I'll be good,” I whined as his hand connects lightly against my exposed skin. I shuddered to think what he would do if I was genuinely bad, I knew even by human standards he must be holding back.
“You will be,” Koichi agreed, “But that doesn't undone what you've done.”
“It does,” I moaned, as his hand connected in a series of light slaps. I tried to beg him to stop, but I got a gag in my mouth for my trouble. Everything I said added to my punishment, as I knew it would.
Koichi slapped my ass over and over again, until the kink was on the verge of becoming too much for me. Even the light slaps made my ass sting. I wanted to believe that Koichi stopped because he knew this, and not because he got bored, but I honestly couldn't tell. Either way his fingers began to slide into me, one after another turning what had been moans of pain into moans of pleasure. I cried his name out through the gag, begging for more and he stretches me further and further until all four of his fingers were thrusting deep inside me. I cried out again, the gag only muffling my pleasure. Tonight sex wasn't about boredom, or playing games, but a genuine need for our bodies to be together.
Koichi's fingers left me, and I let out a whimper of disappointment. I felt so empty, after being so full. I wanted more, I needed more and Koichi knows that. He didn't make me wait long before sliding a large vibrator where his fingers had been. My hips shot up higher than before, silently begging for more and more. The toy was switched on, shifting through the settings quickly as Koichi gently teased it right against my prostrate. He complimented me for enduring my punishment, made promises of the pleasure that is to come.
I was on the edge, so close to releasing my pleasure once more, but the toy was taken from me too soon. He listened to my disappointed whine, watched my breath begin to calm, my body begin to still. The edge of pain, the edge of pleasure, he does this to me on purpose. He plays with my body in the same way I have learnt to play with his emotions. Could it be that he's onto me? Does it matter if he is? I've only ever tricked him out of his darker moods, surely he can't resent me for that?
The aching hardness between my legs never left me, though my body calmed down to a more relaxed state. What is he waiting for? I wondered this even as he finally filled me with his own desperate length. He's large enough to fill me comfortably, above average but perhaps not large. It's a myth that a large cock is a good thing, for me they fill me to the point that even this amount of preparation would still cause pain. I don't like pain, but Koichi's length has only ever brought me pleasure. My hands, my mouth, even my ass had grown used to the slight ridges of exposed veins. I knew his length in ways I couldn't possibly know my own.
I cried out in pleasure yet again, willing him to go harder and deeper, knowing he builds up to this slower than I would like. It's his way of making sure he lasts for as long as possible, I love him for it. I hate him for it.
His hand reached around my waist, stroking me in time with his own thrusts. It's too much, I'm lost to him, body and soul. Pleasure, joy, bliss, ecstasy, followed eventually by my own sweet release. Every nerve was tingling in anticipation of the pleasure Koichi's touch might bring.
He finally filled me with more than flesh, his warm release deep inside as a reminder of what we had just done. It felt good, knowing part of him is still inside me, as my blood is inside him. My affection for him isn't healthy, I know that, but I need his kindness in this dark world.
I'm released from my restraints, but held securely in his arms as we lay in the bed together. He won't let me go, at least not for a long while. I don't try to escape. I like being here, locked in the vampire's embrace.
“Will you make me a cake,” Koichi whined a few nights later. I suspect that he is bored, and I can hardly blame him. We're all going a little crazy locked in this apartment, though Meto probably had it worse, especially as he only had a sofa to sleep on.
“A MiA cake?” I asked.
“No, silly,” Koichi answered, “A chocolate cake. And no, I'm not being silly, if we walk to the shop I'm sure you can find the things you need.”
“Even if we went to a shop, you think I can find butter and eggs that haven't gone off?” I asked.
“This apocalypse sucks,” Koichi pouted. He looks so sad, that I couldn't resist trying to help him.
“You're telling me?” I asked, “Perhaps there will be a mix for a cake that just needs water, or maybe for cookies. They don't need eggs anyway.”
“You'll think of something,” Koichi told me, it sounded more like an order than anything else. I wonder what my punishment would be if I failed? I don't think about it. There must be something in a shop I can use to make him some kind of sugary treat.
Like the last time we left the house, Meto accompanies us. A vampire on either side of me, steering me around the worst of the mess left behind. It's worse than the park, but I've learnt how to turn myself off from the sights I was seeing. As if this is just a 3D film and not reality.
The shop itself is half empty, but I smiled when I find a cookie mix that only required water to make. I cleared the shelf of the six remaining boxes and help myself to a couple of the magazines which had been left abandoned on the shelves.
“Why would people leave the cookies?” Koichi asked me as his eyes gaze over the empty shelves. Any perishable item has been taken and much of what was left was now rotten.
“I doubt they have a working oven,” I admitted. Power seemed to have gone out in this part of the city, and much of the surrounding area. I wondered if it was Koichi's influence that had kept the electricity in his own area. Knowing what I did, I'd say it was likely.
“Stop,” Meto ordered before we left the shop. I saw him smell the air, and glance over at Koichi. “There's humans here.”
“Yes, at least five or six, not including MiA,” Koichi agreed. I keep my excitement in check, my expression neutral. A group of humans didn't mean survivors of course, but the way Koichi and Meto were reacting, it sounded like they thought it was just that.
“If we don't hunt them, someone worse will,” Meto warned. Koichi nodded, but he didn't seem inclined to do so.
“Six are too many for us,” Koichi replied, his gaze flickering on me. “It's not worth the risk.” I don't argue, but I wonder what risk he meant. The risk of loosing me? I doubt he feared six humans.
We begin to walk home, Meto growing more and more tense as time passed. They're not telling me something, a secret I'm not to know. I want to ask, my natural curiosity screaming at me to do so, but I've learnt to bite my tongue.
Lights suddenly filled the street, as bright as day, and I raised my hand to protect my eyes. By the time my eyes adjust Koichi and Meto are gone, crouched behind a car in the only shade. UV lights, I realised as I spotted the humans slowly surrounding me. The vampire's are trapped, I remain the only threat.
“A pet,” one of the humans scoffed as they spotted my collar. “We can't trust him Tsu, who knows how brainwashed he's become.” I don't like this man on instinct alone. Beside him is the man named 'Tsu'. He's around my age, with long black hair and the expression similar to a soldier returning home from war. He's seen too many dark things, and will never speak of them.
The vampire's angry snarls behind me fill the night air. I glance at them, and these humans and make my choice. As always, survival is first on my mind.
“Thank you,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around Tsuzuku as I begin to shake. I whisper to him what's happened and he hands me a crossbow. I smile wryly as I aimed the bow down the street and fired. My betrayal now apparent to everyone involved.
Rating: 18
Genre: Supernatural Horror
Band: Mejibray
Pairing: Koichi x MiA
Summary: The sun protects us, a shining beacon that has kept the darkness at bay. Evil fears it, for the light is their weakness and they shun it. Even the sun can't protect me now, nothing can. Except perhaps for the man I know only as 'Koichi'.
Author's Note: New chapters every Monday and Friday. (This chapter posted early as I'm not sure if I can get online tomorrow.)
Previous Chapters:
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
New Chapter:
Chapter Six
The shoes that Koichi brought me, didn't last long on my feet. They're on for barely a second before he scooped me up and carrying me to the bedroom. Like Cinderella, I lost a shoe on the way out and another as I'm placed down on the bed.
“Princess, you're so beautiful,” Koichi praised me, placing a tiara in my new curls. I smile up at him, I watched with anticipation as Koichi pulled out four black cuffs I have worn before. I let him attached them to my wrists and ankles, and willingly allow my arms to be moved above my head. Here a small chain is clipped onto the metal loops on each cuff, passing behind the bedpost to keep my arms in place. A clip, the kind usually used for rock climbing, is also attached to my wrist cuffs holding them together.
“If you loose that tiara, you're getting spanked,” Koichi warned. I believed him. He's spanked me twice before for breaking the rules of the bedroom. I don't like pain, but his spanking was always light enough that I didn't really mind.
He secures my ankles in the same manner as my wrists, and whilst I could move a little I didn't try. He straddled my vulnerable body, and kissed me in between whispers of how beautiful and sexy I am. He meant it, and it pleased me that my idea has made him so happy.
“What is it that Princess would like?” Koichi asked. It's the first time I'm given any options, and I knew instantly what it is I wanted. I answered honestly, not sure how he will respond.
“I would love to bury myself in your tight little ass.” I answered. I wondered how he would respond, it's not something I have dared to request before.
“What a filthy Princess you are,” Koichi scolded. Much to my surprise he undressed, got on hands and knees with his ass towards me, and began stretching himself. I moaned in pure delight as I watched him, my body strained to touch him. Upon my head the tiara slips out of place, reminding me of the consequences of being too eager.
My dress was lifted, my feminine underwear removed with scissors, and my hard arousal coated with lube. Is it really happening? I hadn't believed it was possible. It seemed though that Koichi had wanted this as much as I had, his moans were loud enough for the whole street to hear as he rode me.
“Your ass is so tight,” I gasped, “Do I feel good inside it?”
“You fill me right up,” Koichi moaned, moving faster against me. In the other room I heard the front door open and close and the two of us shared a knowing smile. It's not the first time our love making has got loud enough that Meto had found the desire to leave.
“I like filling you,” I informed him, “To feel your tight walls around me, to know it's my cock bringing you this pleasure.”
“It's been too long since I let a man inside me,” Koichi whined. He bent over me and bit into my neck, lapping up the blood as out bodies moved together. This wasn't how I imagined this happening, but it's exactly what I needed, what we both needed.
“Can I cum?” I whispered, Koichi mumbled something that sounded like yes. I released inside him and see stars. It's hard sometimes to know if the light headedness is caused by pleasure or blood loss, I suspected both. It's clear though that Koichi is far from done from me today.
“Your tiara isn't on your head!” Koichi declared triumphantly. I swear he knocked it away on purpose while he drank from me. I was too distracted to notice.
“That wasn't my fault!” I protested.
“Your a naughty, disgustingly dirty, Princess,” Koichi scolded, “You can't avoid your punishment!”
“Like I ever had a choice?” I complained. I knew I was grinning like an idiot though, I can't help it.
“I don't think you know how to be good,” Koichi scolded, leaving me long enough to find his spreader bar. I shiver in anticipation, watching with eager eyes as my ankles are released from the bed and attached to the long bar instead. With legs spread I'm far more vulnerable than I ever was before.
My hands were released and Koichi confiscated my dress, still believing I dressed this way for myself and not for him. I didn't correct him, it wasn't in either of our best interests for me to do so. He orders me on hands and knees, which I attempted as best as I could, with my legs spread the way they were. I anticipated the slaps, but instead he takes one wrist at a time and brings it between my legs so that I'm secured fully to the spreader bar. My face was pressed into the bedsheets now, my ass up high and ready. I would have blushed, if I had any shame left.
“Koichi please, I promise I'll be good,” I whined as his hand connects lightly against my exposed skin. I shuddered to think what he would do if I was genuinely bad, I knew even by human standards he must be holding back.
“You will be,” Koichi agreed, “But that doesn't undone what you've done.”
“It does,” I moaned, as his hand connected in a series of light slaps. I tried to beg him to stop, but I got a gag in my mouth for my trouble. Everything I said added to my punishment, as I knew it would.
Koichi slapped my ass over and over again, until the kink was on the verge of becoming too much for me. Even the light slaps made my ass sting. I wanted to believe that Koichi stopped because he knew this, and not because he got bored, but I honestly couldn't tell. Either way his fingers began to slide into me, one after another turning what had been moans of pain into moans of pleasure. I cried his name out through the gag, begging for more and he stretches me further and further until all four of his fingers were thrusting deep inside me. I cried out again, the gag only muffling my pleasure. Tonight sex wasn't about boredom, or playing games, but a genuine need for our bodies to be together.
Koichi's fingers left me, and I let out a whimper of disappointment. I felt so empty, after being so full. I wanted more, I needed more and Koichi knows that. He didn't make me wait long before sliding a large vibrator where his fingers had been. My hips shot up higher than before, silently begging for more and more. The toy was switched on, shifting through the settings quickly as Koichi gently teased it right against my prostrate. He complimented me for enduring my punishment, made promises of the pleasure that is to come.
I was on the edge, so close to releasing my pleasure once more, but the toy was taken from me too soon. He listened to my disappointed whine, watched my breath begin to calm, my body begin to still. The edge of pain, the edge of pleasure, he does this to me on purpose. He plays with my body in the same way I have learnt to play with his emotions. Could it be that he's onto me? Does it matter if he is? I've only ever tricked him out of his darker moods, surely he can't resent me for that?
The aching hardness between my legs never left me, though my body calmed down to a more relaxed state. What is he waiting for? I wondered this even as he finally filled me with his own desperate length. He's large enough to fill me comfortably, above average but perhaps not large. It's a myth that a large cock is a good thing, for me they fill me to the point that even this amount of preparation would still cause pain. I don't like pain, but Koichi's length has only ever brought me pleasure. My hands, my mouth, even my ass had grown used to the slight ridges of exposed veins. I knew his length in ways I couldn't possibly know my own.
I cried out in pleasure yet again, willing him to go harder and deeper, knowing he builds up to this slower than I would like. It's his way of making sure he lasts for as long as possible, I love him for it. I hate him for it.
His hand reached around my waist, stroking me in time with his own thrusts. It's too much, I'm lost to him, body and soul. Pleasure, joy, bliss, ecstasy, followed eventually by my own sweet release. Every nerve was tingling in anticipation of the pleasure Koichi's touch might bring.
He finally filled me with more than flesh, his warm release deep inside as a reminder of what we had just done. It felt good, knowing part of him is still inside me, as my blood is inside him. My affection for him isn't healthy, I know that, but I need his kindness in this dark world.
I'm released from my restraints, but held securely in his arms as we lay in the bed together. He won't let me go, at least not for a long while. I don't try to escape. I like being here, locked in the vampire's embrace.
“Will you make me a cake,” Koichi whined a few nights later. I suspect that he is bored, and I can hardly blame him. We're all going a little crazy locked in this apartment, though Meto probably had it worse, especially as he only had a sofa to sleep on.
“A MiA cake?” I asked.
“No, silly,” Koichi answered, “A chocolate cake. And no, I'm not being silly, if we walk to the shop I'm sure you can find the things you need.”
“Even if we went to a shop, you think I can find butter and eggs that haven't gone off?” I asked.
“This apocalypse sucks,” Koichi pouted. He looks so sad, that I couldn't resist trying to help him.
“You're telling me?” I asked, “Perhaps there will be a mix for a cake that just needs water, or maybe for cookies. They don't need eggs anyway.”
“You'll think of something,” Koichi told me, it sounded more like an order than anything else. I wonder what my punishment would be if I failed? I don't think about it. There must be something in a shop I can use to make him some kind of sugary treat.
Like the last time we left the house, Meto accompanies us. A vampire on either side of me, steering me around the worst of the mess left behind. It's worse than the park, but I've learnt how to turn myself off from the sights I was seeing. As if this is just a 3D film and not reality.
The shop itself is half empty, but I smiled when I find a cookie mix that only required water to make. I cleared the shelf of the six remaining boxes and help myself to a couple of the magazines which had been left abandoned on the shelves.
“Why would people leave the cookies?” Koichi asked me as his eyes gaze over the empty shelves. Any perishable item has been taken and much of what was left was now rotten.
“I doubt they have a working oven,” I admitted. Power seemed to have gone out in this part of the city, and much of the surrounding area. I wondered if it was Koichi's influence that had kept the electricity in his own area. Knowing what I did, I'd say it was likely.
“Stop,” Meto ordered before we left the shop. I saw him smell the air, and glance over at Koichi. “There's humans here.”
“Yes, at least five or six, not including MiA,” Koichi agreed. I keep my excitement in check, my expression neutral. A group of humans didn't mean survivors of course, but the way Koichi and Meto were reacting, it sounded like they thought it was just that.
“If we don't hunt them, someone worse will,” Meto warned. Koichi nodded, but he didn't seem inclined to do so.
“Six are too many for us,” Koichi replied, his gaze flickering on me. “It's not worth the risk.” I don't argue, but I wonder what risk he meant. The risk of loosing me? I doubt he feared six humans.
We begin to walk home, Meto growing more and more tense as time passed. They're not telling me something, a secret I'm not to know. I want to ask, my natural curiosity screaming at me to do so, but I've learnt to bite my tongue.
Lights suddenly filled the street, as bright as day, and I raised my hand to protect my eyes. By the time my eyes adjust Koichi and Meto are gone, crouched behind a car in the only shade. UV lights, I realised as I spotted the humans slowly surrounding me. The vampire's are trapped, I remain the only threat.
“A pet,” one of the humans scoffed as they spotted my collar. “We can't trust him Tsu, who knows how brainwashed he's become.” I don't like this man on instinct alone. Beside him is the man named 'Tsu'. He's around my age, with long black hair and the expression similar to a soldier returning home from war. He's seen too many dark things, and will never speak of them.
The vampire's angry snarls behind me fill the night air. I glance at them, and these humans and make my choice. As always, survival is first on my mind.
“Thank you,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around Tsuzuku as I begin to shake. I whisper to him what's happened and he hands me a crossbow. I smile wryly as I aimed the bow down the street and fired. My betrayal now apparent to everyone involved.