Opposite Blue

Chapter 19 - Steps

A few weeks later ~ 3PM
No One's View:
No, no, no. Blue's soul felt shriveled and small, yet it was pounding so hard. It was the only thing he could hear. Everything else was gone. He'd been blinded and if he raised his hands to his face, he could feel the scarred bone where the slaps had been whipped across his face. He couldn't see. He couldn't hear. He was shaking. He didn't even know where he was anymore.

Lust had stripped him down to his shirt and that was it. His feet were stuck to the floor. He'd been sitting for an uncomfortably long time (but the aching had started before that due to the pregnancy) and he couldn't tell if Lust was there anymore. He opened his mouth and he felt his vocal chords vibrate. He hoped he'd said what he wanted to. He'd asked to be let go. He didn't know how his voice sounded.

Every bone was tense and aching. He was so terrified Lust was about to do something. He was so terrified of this darkness and deprivation. He shivered weakly. Had he started crying again? He hoped that he was crying tears and not blood. Why would it have been blood? He furrowed his brow. His breathing was speeding up and he could only tell by the way his chest was heaving. His soul continued to pound.

Was someone there? Was it someone who wasn't Lust?? Had Lust just left him somewhere for people to play with?? He dropped forward onto his knees with some difficulty, his tailbone aching from having been sitting for so long. It was so dark and it was silent. Blue hated it. He hated everything about it. It made his bones crawl and scream at him to get away. But it was everywhere. Blue trembled, hunching over to make himself as small as he could. He had been shaking for a while.

The attack had been unprovoked, Lust snatching him once he'd said no to carrying the baby to term if Lust made it his. Had the baby been important enough to blind Blue and scar him? Even with his kind of code, his eyesockets were tricky. His code would have them fixed in a few days, at least and his vision would take even longer to be restored. He was rendered useless. The thought brought more tears to his eyes. He couldn't be useless.

He hugged himself. His legs were hurting and he began to shift again, pushing himself up onto his knees. He froze up, every nerve in his body freezing. Someone was behind him. He began to turn to lash out, but his wrists were snatched, being held in one hand and his arms were yanked above his head. Whoever it was, they were strong. Blue growled, or at least, he assumed he'd growled. He tried to thrash away from them.

He suddenly felt something wrap around his neck and squeeze tight, making him choke. He didn't know what kind of noise he'd made. He could tell that it was a hand around his throat. He tried to keep struggling, but the grip only grew tighter and tighter and Blue only realized what it wanted once he was on the brink of passing out. He stilled his body. Well, he couldn't fully make himself still with how much he was still quivering. The hand around his neck pulled away.

His throat still felt slightly constricted. It hurt. How hard had they been holding him?? He drew in a shaking breath. It was so difficult to breathe. He knew he was crying now. He felt his vocal chords vibrate again as he jerked. He could feel the hand slipping between his legs from behind. What the fuck were they doing?? He was wide-eyed. He tried to pull his wrists away, but the hand holding them only tightened.

He was trying to protest. Say no, or jerk away. He hoped that was what he was saying. He knew for a fact he shrieked when he felt a burst of magic from the fingers resting on the front of his pelvis. His body filled out, the ecto cushioning his bones. He'd formed everything. The fingers immediately retreated to the folds behind his cock. Blue jerked again as they began to rub him.

There was a heavy weight on his back and he was pushed onto his hands and knees, his wrists pressed against the ground in front of him. He jumped as he felt something wet around his wrists. The hand suddenly pulled away, but he couldn't move his wrists. Something wet, yet firm was holding them. Blue panicked and told himself that it had to be Lust. He began to try and say Lust's name.