Taken (manxman)

Taken ~1~

>>Keith's pov<<

*Ding*

I looked across the bar to see a young man walk through the door. Eh, I'm young myself at 22. I bet this guy is, 25? Nevertheless, he's hot. I grab my beer and walk up to him with confidence. "Hey, what's you name?" I asked. "Cody," he replied simply. Hm, cute. "I'm Keith. Can I buy you a drink?" I ask. Cody nods his head as if to say yes.

The man I had gotten the courage to talk to had red hair and brilliant green eyes. He had a big build, unlike myself with a very slim, un-muscular body. I didn't know what I wanted from this guy, but his looks turned me on.

"You wanna get out of here?" I was startled by the sudden question. "Uh, where to?" I ask, even though it doesn't matter to me. "My place," he replies. I am a little hesitant to say yes, which is odd. I shake my head 'no' and excuse myself. Stumbling my way home, I try to comprehend what happened.

>>Cody's pov<<

He did not just reject me. No one rejects me. I slump in my seat, utterly frustrated. Despite myself, I walk through the front door of the bar. I glance around for Keith. I spot him almost immediately, tripping over himself on the sidewalk. Keith drank quite a bit more than I did, I barely even got a buzz.

Following him to his final destination was a breeze, he didn't even look back once. Where he, er, we ended up was at a small little apartment painted green. Keith fumbled with his keys until he eventually jammed the right key in the keyhole. Watching him entertained me. That hot little drunken guy is getting away... What do I do?

I ran to the front door of the apartment. I pushed open the door and found Keith asleep. He looked so peaceful. I wanted, no, needed him. That's when I got my brilliant idea.

>>Keith's pov<<

I woke up with a huge migraine. Last night was fun... I think. Then I remembered what happened; I said no. I smacked the palm of my hand to my forehead. "Idiot," I hissed at myself. Ah well, there will be another guy.

I brushed my teeth and got ready for the day. I was meeting my friend Jenny at the park. After walking out of the door, I made sure to take the precaution of locking it. I hopped in my crappy little blue car and headed towards the park.

Over by our "hang out," I found the short and pretty blonde all perky and waving me over. "Hey!" I said with an over enthusiastic tone. "Hi!" She said with just as much enthusiasm.

"How has your week been?" I asked trying to start a conversation. "Ugh, busy. We have this new offer at Baskin Robins, so I had to memorize all 31 flavors," Jenny unloads fast. Luckily for her, I've learned to understand her when she talks fast. "Aw, I'm sorry you have to do extra work," I say at an attempt to comfort her.

We chilled for awhile after that and talked about pointless things. I talked of last night and received a smack on the arm for drinking so much. I didn't mention the sexy red head, though. Jenny doesn't like it when I "fuck around."

After our time at the park I went with Jenny to her work. I get pretty good discounts on their ice cream. However, I wasn't exactly in the mood at the moment. Jenny got her uniform on in the bathroom and came out posing like a fashion model. I whistled to her delight and a slight blush arose in her pale cheeks.

Only half an hour was the amount of time I planned to stay at Baskin Robins. I kept put for longer, though, always happens when your a loner like me. The dinging of the bell sounded as another customer walked in. I payed no attention as I was indulged in a conversation with Jenny.

"Ahem," the customer coughed. I turned to look and almost hurled where I stood. The guy standing nonchalantly waiting to get his order in, was none other than the hunk from last night. I stared with a blank expression plastered upon my dainty face. "Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?" Cody asked in his casual deep voice.

I gave no response and left, feeling that same overpowering feeing I did when he asked me if I wanted to go to his house. What this feeling meant, I wasn't sure, but I definitely didn't like it.

My apartment wasn't far from the ice cream place, so I didn't deem it necessary to turn on some tunes. Where I live is too small and dull for my taste, but it's all I can afford at the moment. Working four shifts a week for 6 hours at a time for Seven Eleven isn't the most high paying job out there.

Before stepping inside the dingy place, I pulled out a pack of cigarettes from my coat pocket. I slid one in between my lips and lit it up. Taking a sharp breath, I coughed. Ugh, I hate when that happens. After my small coughing fit, I finished of my tobacco filled paper and headed inside my not so humbled abode.

>>Cody's pov<<

Man, this boy is really getting to me. I can't wait to put my plan into action. Showing up at his friend's work was just to mess with him. He's got me going crazy, though. I can't stop until I have him. This boy, Keith, I believe is so damn hot. It's so hard to resist his swaying silver locks, his deep, dark brown eyes, his perfectly curved mouth, and his delicate boyish figure.

The previous night when I asked if he wanted to go to my place, I actually meant the hotel I'm staying at. I live quite far away and am only in town, visiting. There's nothing special about this particular town, I just know it's reputation for great beer. Well, and now there is Keith of course.

Today is supposed to be my last day in town, so I'll have to work out my plan tonight. My timing will have to be just right in order for this to work. I wondered over to Keith's apartment and waited, silently. I could hear water running from inside the building. Oooh, he must be taking a shower. The thought of an unclothed Keith made me a little too happy, if you know what I mean.

The loud shower was perfect, he won't hear me enter. Like a normal person, I opened the front door and found my way to Keith's bedroom. I only have a few items to help me. I sat on the bed and awaited my opportunity.

Only ten minutes had passed and I heard the faucet being switched off. A door was being opened and closed, then another. I was then gazing across the room at the man in a towel around his waist with dripping wet hair. It didn't look like he had much muscle, but that didn't bother me. It actually made me want him more.

I looked away as Keith got dressed, I wanted to wait. I peeked up and was relieved that all clothes were on his frail body.

Keith sat on his small little bed that barely fit in his tiny room. I took this as my signal to put the plan into action. I carefully crept up behind this unsuspecting man and stuck a needle in his arm. There was no time for a struggle against my force as I pushed the clear liquid out of the tube and into Keith's blood stream.

This liquid I injected into the arm was a liquid that made a person pass out for around 5-6 hours.

I had lots of time, so I was careful when I placed the handcuffs around the lifeless wrists and ankles. I put a gag in between the nicely shaped lips as well. The last thing I added was a black leather collar around the neck, something that will reassure him of who he is later on.

The next part of taking Keith was not difficult. I had to carry his light weight, unconscious body to my car. My windows are darkly tinted so, I'm not too worried when I strap and lock Keith into the back seat. We've got a 4 hour drive ahead of us, all of which Keith won't be awake for.

Yes! I did it. My plan is working so far, but this is only the first part into making him mine. Although, it is the most important part, after all, my plan wouldn't work without Keith being taken.