It started with a punishment.. ‖PAPERHAT‖

CHAPTER XI

Black Hat gave Flug a symbolic look, the scientist bowed and left the room in order to bring his boss a bottle of wine.
Sometimes it feels like Black Hat is enjoying the presence of an ancient soul like Himself.
They can chat for hours, about business of course.
Flug got out the wagon, going in the next one, with rooms on both sides.
They were already in the train going straight towards the Gem Homeworld.
A simple business trip apparently.
Unexpected and definitely not in his plans.

As he closed the door behind him he could hear BH's laugh and unwillingly smiled.
His boss being in a good mood is always a good sign for the universe. Well... depending on what 'good mood' He is, of course.

The bottles of wine were methodically placed on the shelves.
His stomach growled. He took a look on the right, there was a table with some appetizers. Hunger is such an annoying thing when you work for Black Hat. Because "your human needs" are below His concern.

As he was staring at the top shelf a dizzying feeling  and the sudden need to caress his face, to slowly liberate some tension off his eyes, cheeks... neck, ears... scalp. Well that's kind of weird. Is the first time that he's in such a odd need to massage his own body.

He doesn't have time to deal with that tho, neither to eat anything.
And if he takes something fast, he'll risk getting his ass kicked, literally.

But that weird feeling remains.

His hands began to slowly caress his body like they weren't his at all.
Like something was moving them.
Like someone was controlling them.

"What the... What is happening?"

The hand going up his head took off his bag and googles, letting them fall on the floor, shortly after the scientist himself fell on his knees. The dizziness turned into an overwhelming feeling. His breath became heavy , everything was too much. The same hand lowered to his face wipping the tears off his eyes and then shoving the wet fingers in his mouth. He sucked them dry. Sucking his own tears, what kind perversion is this?

Then the ,now wet hand ,left his mouth and slipped into his pants softly caressing his clit, going around the hole, but never inside. So painfully teasing. He was getting more and more aroused, closer and closer.
He couldn't do anything but spread his legs wider, but as he did that the hand slowed down.

Leaving him unsatisfied and overstimulated.
His hands were cold, limp and sore. He could barely move them.
'Shit! '
He got up and wiped his hands like a madman, refocused on sweeping some random crumbs from the counter into his hand, wondering when he went  this insane. He covered back his face and reality was slowly crashing over his head as he started repeating to himself.
"I'm crazy I'm crazy I'M CRAZY-"

"FLUG WHY THE HELL DOES IT TAKE SO LONG? "- Black Hat screamed from the guest wagon.
His panic attack suddenly shut down and Flug took the bottle of wine and ran outside.
'He didn't mention bringing any appetizers'

" Fucking children, and then they ask why I'm setting orphanages an fire" - cracked the red demon and Black Hat was already foaming, hitting the edge of the leather sofa, knocking over the  vase off the comforter, smashing it on the floor, adding more to the chaos in the room.
Flug placed the tray on the wooden coffee table, popped the bottle and poured an equal amount in each.
"Gentlemen." - said  Flug and stood back in his corner.  Black Hat gave him a look that slowly turned into a knowing long stare.

Thankfully those 8 hours passed with no situations, better said "no more" situations. Flug was walking towards his room. That train was still moving. It's still a mystery to Flug where were they.
Are they just in space? Or inbetween space and time?
Anyway... he has enough to think about. At least BH was kind enough to put him in a room with a shower and a fridge. You may think these are basic things. No, no, no.. Not 'round here pal.
He opened his bedroom door. Dark.
The deja vu hit him out of nowhere. And his brain could think only one thought 'Run'.

"How are you feeling Doctor? "

He couldn't answer.
Because this feeling was something else, it's not the basic fear he had for  Black Hat, it's something more.
Sweat was dripping off his cheek.
He couldn't move.
He suddenly wanted to cover his body.

"Don't. Don't touch me.. " - he barely breathed the whisper. Like it wasn't him who said it.

Some time  that seemed like an eternity, passed by and in a second all the darkness was gone.

He fell on his knees.

"This fucked up feeling .... what is this...is gonna kill me. "

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IK I may have an awful imagination, but I'm a good person irl.