Fan Fiction ❯ You Make Me Crazy ❯ Boiling Bubbles ( Chapter 10 )

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Malon gets an unexpected (and unwanted) surprise when Ivo meets up with her in the shower area at prison. But when Sheik finds out that Malon was raped, he unleashes his fury on Ivo, getting him into trouble. Why is the normally calm Sheik suddenly so violent? And what will happen to Malon when she's alone with Ivo in the bathtub?

Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.22.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 257 | Status: Completed

Sheik continued to shift around the soapy bubbles inside her vagina, feeling like he committed a crime as his fingers slid around inside of her. But he didn't care; this was a crime he wanted to commit.

Trying to find where her G-spot was, he carefully looked for signs of reaction to more sensitive areas. Using his left hand, he tugged on her clitoris. Moving his right hand to her left side inside of her vagina, he got what he was looking for.

“Oh…Sheik! Oh, Shiek! OH SHEIK!” Malon shouted his name in ecstasy and tranquility. “You…knew…my…spot.”

“I'm usually not one to finger a woman, but…I can't help it. I'm sorry.”

“Don't be! I like it!”

“No, you don't! You're blinded by the potion! It's confusing you!”

“That was last night. It couldn't have lasted that long.”

“You fainted from it, didn't you? I'm pretty sure it lasted long enough! I shouldn't be doing this!” Sheik let a tear escape from his eye. “STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!” he bent over and banged his head into the ground, scolding himself over and over.

“Sheik! Stop this at once!” Malon cried. “STOP!”

“What's going on in here?” the guard came rushing in, followed by none other than…Ivo.

Malon gasped, looking for some soapy bubbles in the basin to cover her up.

Ivo snickered at Shiek, who was lying on the floor, holding his bruised forehead. He stared gleefully at Malon. “Hey, baby. Sorry to hear you're not quite right in the head, but you'll be fine by the time you're out.” He leaned over to the guard's ear and murmured “She's schizophrenic, you know. It's hard to get her to take her potion.”

“I heard that, and it's not true!” Malon flashed her middle finger at Ivo. “I'm not crazy!”

“Bless your soul,” the guard muttered back, “for putting up with her.”

“Could I have some time alone with my lovely wife, please?”

“Certainly, sir.” The guard replied, leaving the three of them alone.

“Who is this loser?” Ivo hissed. “Giving my babe a bath, huh? I don't like that one bit.” Cracking his knuckles, he threw a punch at Sheik, who swiftly dodged it.

“I was not aware you had a husband, Malon.” Sheik mumbled sadly. “I could tell that your virginity had been taken because I felt no barrier.”

“Did you finger her?” Ivo asked furiously. “Just who do you think you are?!”

Malon stood up immediately, letting the soapy water journey down her body's curves. “You're not my husband, Ivo! And this man respects me for who I am! And…he doesn't play other people like you do!”

“He's turned you into one of them! Those crazy freaks! I can't wait to get you out of here!”

“You know what? Maybe I don't want to leave! Maybe I'll just refuse to take the potion and stay here a while!” she yelled. “Anything's better than being raped by you!”

“He…raped you?” Sheik said to himself so quietly, that neither Malon nor Ivo could hear what he said.

“I MIGHT HAVE A CHILD, AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!” she flung some water at Ivo, who pushed her back into the tub.

“Watch what you're doing, babe, or I'll make you have four more of my children!”

Malon fell with a thud, not letting her gaze leave Ivo's dark eyes.

“You raped her?” Sheik said a bit louder, but still not able to be heard.

“So you want to make love to this crazy, ugly bum and not to me; a perfectly sane, handsome man?! Has he brainwashed you?!”

“You…raped her?” Sheik said even louder, just enough so Malon and Ivo could hear him clearly. “You raped her?!”

“What's it to ya? I might as well marry the bitch. I've already taken over her farm!” he grinned, apparently pleased with his “accomplishments.”

“YOU RAPED HER?!” Shiek stood to his feet, fists and teeth clenched arching his back like an alley cat defending its territory.

Ivo looked taken aback, but still wasn't quite fearful. “Wanna fight? Winner gets the girl.” He ran at Sheik and attempted to kick him in the shin, but missed.

“DON'T…YOU…EVER…HURT…A…WOMAN! ” his eyes grew large and angry, full of hate and fury. He sent his fists flying into Ivo's face, making him yelp in pain. The guard rushed in at the sound.

“This man is assaulting me!” Ivo nursed his swollen eye and bloody nose. “He was fingering my wife, and he's accusing me of raping her because he's jealous!”

“Ridiculous!” Shiek hissed. “I'm not jealous of a rapist!”

“I've never seen him like this.” The guard grabbed Sheik by the wrist and pulled him up. “I'm terribly sorry. I think maybe it'd be best to force-feed him the potions.”

“Yes, I think that would be for the best.” Ivo nodded. “In fact, I'd recommend double-doses. Um…now if you don't mind, I'd like to finish my wife's bath.”

“Of course, sir.” He glared angrily at Sheik. “We're giving you that potion right now.”

“As for you,” Ivo smiled devilishly at Malon, making her feel vulnerable once again, “Let's finish what that psycho started.”

Still too shocked at what just happened Malon subconsciously let Ivo scrub some shampoo into her long red hair. It actually felt rather nice, but she didn't like it nearly as much compared to the way Sheik did it.

Malon was still too shocked to care what he was doing. She let his fingers intrude inside of her, and looked at the exit of the room, worrying and wondering how Sheik was doing.

She heard a scream erupt from a nearby hall, but she tried to ignore it. She knew it was Sheik, but she couldn't bear to think of him at the moment. She would just get angrier at Ivo and try to hurt him, only to have it backfire. She was in no condition to fight.

In fact, it was Sheik's entire fault! He should've known better than to act up and get in trouble! Why couldn't he just keep his cool like he did when they first met? He was definitely not the same ever since he found out she was raped…

“What's wrong, bitch? You look like you're thinking about something. Just relax and moan a little for me, okay?” his fingers jittered around in her, aiming for her hotspots.

She still didn't answer, but decided to fake an orgasm to avoid more fighting. She let out a few false moans to his delight and held back oncoming tears. No, it wasn't Sheik's fault; it was her own. Everything felt like her fault. She shouldn't have let Sheik pleasure her. She should've forced him to let her wash herself…

Usually she loved touch, being the affectionate, if not somewhat hormonal woman she was. But having Ivo's fingers inside of her felt more like forcing gelatin up there; cold and unstable. Plus, you can see right through it.