Kyou Kara Maou Fan Fiction ❯ True Love Knows No Bounds ❯ The Betrayal ( Chapter 4 )

A/N: OH YEAH! I got 3 reviews so far! That's more then I've ever gotten! I'm so happy… but sad at the same time. You understand why when you read the chapter. >=D Buhahahahahaha! I don't know if you haven't noticed yet, but I'm a dark and evil person. I'm not afraid to do something diabolical! *does stupid evil laugh that makes people run away scared * *cough * Hmm… Sorry about that…. *composes herself * Well now, I hope you enjoy my favorite number. ^^

 

 

Declaimer: Still don't know how many time I have to tell you people that I don't own Kyo Kara Maoh…. You sick bastards! Rub it in why don't ya?!

 

 

~Chapter 4~

 

 

The sound of small water drops could be herd echoing through out the room. A small window on the other side of the room let a small gleam of light in. Chains rattled as a blond headed figure sat up in a bed that was nailed down to the ground. “What happened?…” Green eyes soon became unfazed and focused on the surroundings. Wolfram looked around the room, only too see a door to the side, a small window with no glass, and a wall filled with chains, whips, knives, and other torturous items. He scooted back in fear, unaware of where he was or how he got there. “Huh?” He looked down to find that he was wearing only a white buttoned, long sleeved, collared shirt. He blushed at the state he was in. “Where are my cloths?… And underwear for that matter…”

 

Footsteps echoed through the walls. A shadow under the door appeared before it creped open. I figure in black walked in. “Ah, I'm glad to see that you are finally awake.”

 

“Who are you?! Where am I?! How did I get here?!” Wolfram scooted into a defensive position.

 

“So many questions. You should really let other people do the talking. Then you would find out eventually.” The figure walked up closer as Wolfram scooted back further. “Oh, you don't recognize me? How about now?” The figure ripped the black cape off and threw it to the side, revealing a boy with short blue hair and ice, cold blue eyes. A smirked lifted on his face as Wolfram sat in shock, his mouth gaped open.

 

“Rowland! What on earth are you doing here and what in heavens name are you doing?!”

 

He chuckled a bit before he grabbed Wolfram's face and pulled him closer. “Two years ago I had decided to leave the Demon Tribe so I could pursue a life with the humans. Unfortunately, all I could think of was my former captain.”

 

“You're a traitor to the Demon Tribe. I have no business with someone as worthless as you!”

 

“That's right, you have no business with me because you are too busy with your precious fiancé, the Demon King!” He pulled Wolfram's face even closer, so they where only inches apart. “I decided that that pathetic demon king doesn't deserve you…” He slowly leaned in and kissed Wolfram on the lips.

 

Wolfram's eyes shot open and he immediately pushed Rowland away. “You bastard! How dare you!”

 

Rowland smirked as he grabbed on the chain and pulled Wolfram back over.

 

“What the!?” Wolfram looked at eh collar around his neck. The chain was locked on and the collar was melted together. It was made of thick leather.

 

“Like it? I think it suites you.” Wolfram continued to pull at the collar, trying to free himself when he was suddenly jerked forward again. “Why do you insist on staying with that pathetic demon king, when you can have someone like me?” His hand slid up Wolframs milky thy and began to rub him.

 

“Stop it!” He pushed him off once again. “I will stay loyal to Yuri!”

 

“But is Yuri loyal to you?” Wolframs face shot pale. “Does he even “love” you? Tell me, has he ever told you that he likes you in the way a fiancé should?”

 

“No, but…”

 

“But nothing! He doesn't care for you! It was an accidental proposal! He could care less if you married someone else.” His hand slid up Wolframs chest as he nipped at his neck. “Leave him. He could never love you like I could.”

 

Wolfram growled from the inside of his throat. He didn't want to believe what Rowland was saying, but it was all true. “I will stay loyal to him even if he doesn't return my feelings.”

 

“Why do that? You will live a life of misery. I bet he won't even come looking for you.” He moved his leg over she he was straddling Wolframs hips. His eyes where filled with lust as he licked his lips looking over the flustered boy.

 

Wolfram clenched his eyes. It was all true. Everything he said. He bit back the tears that threatened to fall. His heart felt heavy.

 

Rowland wasted no time in taking advantage of Wolframs state. He pushed his hands up to the head bored of the bead and clamped his wrists in locks so his hands where locked above his head.

 

Wolfram forced himself out of his darkened trance and began to struggle to get free from the locks.

 

“It's no use. They are made from the dragons' bones. Almost impossible to break.” He lowered his head down again and attacked his neck once more. He slowly trailed his hands down Wolframs stomach to his man hood and began to rub him.

 

“Stop it!” Wolfram continued to struggle, trying to fight back the warm feeling that was starting to trail down to his growing.

 

Rowland smirked more as unbuttoned his white shirt, exposing him completely. “Since you won't cooperate, I'll be a little rough.” He forced Wolframs legs open. He then unzipped his own pants and placed himself at his entrance. Wolframs eyes showed beyond fear as he braced himself, knowing what was coming next.

 

Rowland pushed himself in, penetrating Wolframs hole. Wolfram screamed in pain, tears ran down his cheeks as realization hit him. Rowland slowly pulled in and out as he began a slow and steady pace. His other hand reached down and grabbed Wolframs member as he began to move his hand up and down.

 

Wolfram bit his lip from moaning. He continued to pull at the locks. Rowland began to thrust into him faster and harder. He then hit a sweet spot on Wolfram. “Ohh!” He smirked and continued to his the spot as he pumped Wolfram faster. “Oh god! Stop! …Uhh…” He squirmed more, but to no avail.

 

Rowland began to pant with his thrusts, his hand beating Wolfram harder. Wolfram finally cracked as he cried out his release. Rowland felt Wolfram warm cum on him. He moaned as he thrusted one last time and released inside of Wolfram. “Now,” he panted, “you are mine!” He pulled himself out of Wolfram and put on his pants as he grabbed his black cape. “I'll be back for round two.” Unlocking Wolframs hands, he laughed as he walked out of the room.

 

Wolfram laid there, tears streaked his cheeks. He turned to the side and curled up, his hand clenched the sheets. “Yuri…”

 

 

 

 

A/N: Ha! I told you I was evil! Hey, where the hell is Yuri! You bastard! Why didn't you save Wolfram!? *crys * Well, I'm looking for more suggestions on what happens next. Hey, I don't always end my stories in happy endings you know. You never know, I haven't pre written this story. I write as I go, so anything can happen. Please review! Thank you again for reading my story so far! I hope I get to continue this to the end.