Marrying Darkiplier

Chapter Fifteen: Punished

The kiss started innocently enough, but quickly turned needy. Leaning into it, Sean welcomed Dark's desire for him. Up until Dark's hand lightly gripped his bandaged arm. Jerking back with a hiss, Sean moved his arm instinctively away from his touch. Dark's hand quickly dropped to Sean's wrist to keep him from backing away. The pain showed on Dark's face, when he mumbled out without meeting his eyes. "I'm sorry. I could have prevented this... if I had moved faster." Chuckling softly, Sean shrugged out. "You prevented my death. That means something." Dark's thumb ghostly over the blood seeping through the bandage now, his voice growing a bit darker as he retorted. "I should have gotten there before you fell off the bike... but I didn't." Releasing his wrist, Dark stated still without looking at him. "You should rest your arm. I'll have it rebandaged." Rolling his eyes, Sean stepped into Dark's way and coolly said over Dark's broad shoulder. "Damien. You saved my life. I can live with a few scars." Exhaling, Dark finally met his eyes with his big teddy bear ones. The worry and concern that Sean saw glazed over them made him reach out to touch Dark's cheek. Giving him a small smile, Sean whispered to him. "I'm ok. Really. I..."

Drifting off, Sean averted his eyes briefly and shrugged playfully as he finished. "I had fun. It was scary... but really Anti and Natemare did all the heavy lifting. Looking back on it now. It was fun." Dark's finger turned Sean's chin to prompt him to look at him. Once he was, Dark teased back in a deep purr that made Sean blush deeply. "Did you? I'm glad you're taking this so well. But I'm still going to redress your arm. Off to bed with ya." Sean rolled his eyes but turned on his heel to obey. Sliding into bed like a little kid, Sean tucked himself in and then flashed Dark a grin. Seeing Dark's powerful smile had been worth it. As Dark left, Sean closed his eyes. He had every intention to stay. Sitting up moments later though, Sean tossed off the covers to leave the room. It was starting to nag him now. He wanted to see Anti. Needed to see him. Peeking out of the room, Sean made sure the hall was clear and then dashed quietly off to find him. Sean opened many room doors, before coming across a room with an open door, where imps were rushing in and out with tools and bloodstained wrappings. When they saw him, they bowed but said nothing as they rushed off. They weren't even concerned that he was out and about.

As the last imp left the room, Sean slipped in and quietly closed the door. The room was massive, but the only details Sean took in about it was the large four poster bed with black sheets. Little trays were set up along the sides of the bed, where large car batteries were hooked up to wires that trailed over the bed to Anti. Anti looked like an asylum patient with all the wires hooked up to little sticky circles that had been applied to his temples, chest, and arms. The soft humming of something running made Sean feel uneasy. Was Anti really ok? Inching closer, Sean wrapped an arm around the bedpost as he leaned against it for support. Anti was bandaged up in similar places and within his mouth was a bar gag. The gag surprised him, until he heard something power on and Anti's body jerked for a few seconds. Then as quickly as it started, the machine powered down to the soft humming, allowing Anti's body to relax. Pressing his head against the post, Sean casually spoke to him. "Anti? If you can hear me... can you open your eyes?" Anti didn't move. Carefully moving closer, Sean sat down on the edge of the bed and stared down at Anti's bandaged hand. Every part of him told him not to... but he couldn't help reaching out to gently hold his hand.

Sean could faintly feel the muscles spasming with electricity but didn't let go of him. He felt strangely calm around him. He felt bad for him and wished that he could understand Anti better. Was he feeling lonely? Was that why he sought out others like him? Did being alone scare him as much as it did for himself? Anti's body spasmed again from the intensity of the electricity. Only this time when it stopped, Sean tensed as a soft feminine voice coolly breathed out. "So, you found him after all." Shifting on the bed, Sean followed the voice to the far corner of the dark room. He could barely make out the form of someone sitting in a comfortable chair. One of her legs was crossed over the other, allowing her knee high shiny black leather lace up heeled boot to catch the faint light in the room. Otherwise, she was practically invisible. Slowly rising off the bed, Sean told the person cautiously in a polite tone. "I don't know who you are, but you shouldn't be here. If Darkiplier finds you here-" The woman cut him off with the sharp snap of her fingers. Behind her chair a lamp flicked on in a strange way, bathing her in the soft ghostly glow of the cold mist that leaked from the lamp.