Until she felt another two pairs of arms snake their way into the hug.
What in the fuck was that?
She immediately pushed Masochist away and looked around the room to see if another person was present.
But it was only them.
"What's wrong? I've told you multiple times about the arms.."
She stared at them and watched as they slowly got up from the ground.
"There's no need to be scared now." The blue haired person said as the got closer again.
"Or is there?" They slowly pushed Alchi back until her backside hit the table.
"What the fuck are you trying to do?!" She screamed at Masochist when she realized how close they were.
Barely touching, but close enough that she could hear their heartbeat and feel their breath grow heavier with every passing second.
Yet they were getting even closer.
She looked them in the eyes, there was something diffrent about that look, before, when she was tied up, they looked down on her, but now- it was like the roles have reversed.
The way they were looking at her, they were mesmerized.
Alchi was confused. She was tied up and forced to be a part of some sick ritual, only a few minutes ago. And now, it was like if they were asking for forgiveness, or perhaps- something else.
They were so close- chest to chest, she could feel their body heat. If it wasn't warm before, it's definitely fucking burning now.
"S-stop it."
What?
"..What?"
"I said stop." She grabbed the collar of their shirt and pushed them away, lightly. They didn't resist, still, they shot her a rather hurt glare.
"I want you to take me back to my room."
She looked at them and pointed to the door.
"Now."
They nodded. What? Why the fuck was I even tied up?
Masochist grabbed her hand rather gently and continued to lead her out of the basement, then they stopped in front of the staircase and looked over their shoulder, as if they saw something.
"What?" Alchi asked.
"It's nothing." The blue hair cultist said and continued upsairs with Alchi's hand in theirs.
The old stairs screaked as they walked up, the rather annoying sound shattering the ominous silence that filled the big house.
Once they reached the second floor, Masochist proceeded to lead her to the room they so abruptly stole her from.
They opened the door, trying to make as little sound as possible, although it was merely impossible due to the old metal hinges.
Alchi let go of their hand, she walked to the bed and paused, before she started taking of her clothes.
Squeeeak.
She quickly shot up her gaze towards where the sound was coming from, yet she couldn't see much in the dark, only a faint shadow of a person.
"You're still here?!" She raised her voice a little.
"Shhh..shh.. they're sleeping." Came from the dark, or what could be identified as Masochist.
"I do apologize, I'll leave immediately." They turned to exit the room before they were interrupted.
"Wait."
Wait?
They turned their head in the dark.
"..stay and close the door." The blue haired cultist was confused, but they listened, slowly closing the door as to not make much sound.
They made their way over where Alchi was standing, careful not to hit any furniture on the way.
"Yes?" They asked.
"I want you to sleep here with me." She said quietly, it was merely a whisper, yet they still heard.
"Why would you want that?"
