For the Pain (MakoHaru Yandere)

Chapter 5- Sex Slave

Haru winced as Makoto forcefully ripped the tape that enclosed Haru's mouth.

"Missed me?" Makoto asked, playfully.

Yea, actually.

"I missed the old Makoto." Haru looked away in disgust.

Haru saw that Makoto was obviously hurt, but the rejection turned into evil in a matter of seconds. Makoto pressed his lips on Haru, attempting to make Haru like him. Haru turned away and choked.

"Don't touch me." Haru scorned.

Makoto began sucking Haru's neck.

Of course, my weak spot. That's going to leave a mark.

Haru wanted to pry Makoto off him, but he was tied up. Haru could feel his cheeks warming up. I shouldn't be enjoying this. This isn't the Makoto I loved.

Haru didn't complain when Makoto began unbuttoning his shirt. Makoto moved from Haru's neck to his chest, and continued further down.

This isn't Makoto. Makoto wouldn't do this to me. The REAL Makoto takes off my pants first.

"Did I get you on?" Makoto smirked, when Haru accidentally let a moan escape from his voice.

"No. The only person who can get me on is Makoto.  Not you."

"Am I not the one you love?"

Haru snorted. "Hell no."

Makoto pushed Haru on the floor. Haru winced in pain, as he landed on his wrists. He couldn't move them, they were tied, along with his feet.

"Kiss me," Makoto demanded.

"Make me," Haru dared.

"With pleasure." Makoto pressed his lips on Haru's.

Haru responded by jerking his head, knocking Makoto's lips off him. Haru then rolled away from Makoto and jumped up.

I forgot my feet were tied up, Haru sighed, as he lost balance. Thankfully, Makoto caught him.

"Thank you, love," Haru accidentally slipped up.

I was so use to calling the real Makoto... ugh.

"Oh, so you do love me," Makoto placed Haru back in a sitting position.

Haru turned away, blushing.

"Admit it," Makoto crawled over to Haru and lifted Haru's chin.

Haru stared at the menacing green-eyed boy.

"Don't push me away when I kiss you this time." Makoto pressed his lips on Haru for the third time.

Haru melted inside. This time, he accepted. He had longed to feel the taste of Makoto's lips again. Haru's insides got fuzzy when Makoto whispered 'Good Boy' in Haru's ear. Makoto had Haru wrapped around in his finger.

"We're going to have sex now." Makoto stated, untying Haru.

Haru wanted to run away, but his senses told him to stay. Besides, if I ran away, Makoto's only going to find me again. I think I'm better off where I am... Wait a minute. That's just a stupid excuse to stay with this idiot. Well it's too late to run now.

Makoto picked up Haru and took him to a bedroom. Now that Haru thought about it, he didn't know whose house they were in.

"Please don't hurt me," Haru pleaded, as Makoto forcefully threw him on the bed.

"Then what's the point of sex?" Makoto laughed, stripping the both of them.

Haru yelped in fear as Makoto thrusting his erection into him. For some reason, Haru was actually enjoying it. Is it bad that this feels so good? Haru thought.