Lost on Titan

{Part 36}

~Videl~

The tension in the air could have been cut with a knife. The intensity with which Kane stared at her had her insides quivering like Jell-O. The dangerous glint in his stormy, silver eyes flooded her body with as much terror as it did with excitement. He looked like he was seconds away from ravaging her like the wild beast he'd claimed she'd tamed with ease. But the ravenous look on his face was far from tame. It frightened her, and it turned her on at the same time. Kane got off the bed then, and as he circled around the foot of it, his muscles rippled like he was surveying his prey, readying to strike. Videl couldn't take her eyes off of him as he made his way around to the other side of the bed. Then, she was confused when he didn't pounce - he turned to her dresser and started searching through her drawers for something. She wanted to ask what he was looking for, but the words wouldn't come out, so she could only watch in rapt curiosity.

"Hmm . . . " Kane sounded thoughtful. "Ah." He seemed to have found what he wanted in the drawer that she'd found the bathing suit in.

There was a scuffling sound like he was untangling something, and then when he turned around with a purple scarf in one hand, and a pink one in the other, she was even more confused.

"What are those for?" Videl squeaked as he tossed them on her bed and closed the drawer he'd taken them from.

He was looking for scarves? It didn't make sense. He didn't answer her, his silver eyes blazing so hot that they looked white in the darkness of her bedroom. He just held her gaze as he took off his shirt. Videl blushed at the sight of his muscles on display - would she ever be able to breathe when he was shirtless in front of her? Then, she gasped when his hands went to the drawstrings of his sweatpants, untying them with a tantalizing slowness. He smiled wickedly, obviously satisfied with how her eyes couldn't look away from the movement.

He's taking his pants off!?  She squealed in her head, elated and anxious. Oh my Stars!

His pants dropped to the floor, and as he stepped out of them with an inhuman amount of grace, she drank in the sight of him standing in her bedroom in only his boxers that did nothing to conceal the hard bulge underneath. She gasped again - he was so huge that it was daunting. She knew she should shield her eyes, but she couldn't bring herself to. She was utterly transfixed by his half-naked body, honed from years of arduous exercise and weight lifting. She could only watch as he climbed onto the space at the head of her bed, and began to bind one of his wrists to the headboard with the purple scarf.

"Kane, what are you doing?" Videl asked, voice shaky and perplexed.

Kane's gaze was simmering her with the fire burning in them as he held the other scarf out for her to take.

"Tie me to the post," Kane growled with another wicked smile.

"Why?" Videl's eyes must have been as wide as dinner plates.

"I don't want to be held responsible for what I'll do to you if I'm let off my leash," Kane's sexy threat set her whole body aflame as he firmly pushed the pink scarf into her palm. His eyes challenged her, daring her not to do as she was told.

Videl's fingers trembled as he raised his muscular arm and held it to the headboard for her to bind his wrist, and she did her best to tie him to it.