Chapter 6

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It wasn't long before Dark had noticed Mark's presence.

"Ah, Mark. It's so nice of you to join the party." Mark refused to meet Dark's gaze, slowly moving to the side he had been gripped by Anti's own glare. Dark watched silently as Mark began to utter a word, inaudible to them. Reading his lips closely, Dark had come to the conclusion that Mark had whimpered his name. Jack. Anti spied him with curiousity, constantly darting his piercing, black pupils whilst comparing the captive in front of him to the man standing beside him. Both Dark and Anti could feel the uneasement that began to rise as they observed their captive. Dark rested a firm grasp against Anti's relaxed shoulders, gesturing him towards the man who lied helplessly in front of them. Dark was beckoning him to play with his 'pet'.

"Careful, he's a stubborn one. He's weak but just shut him up." Giving Anti a light pat, Dark moved off towards the opposite end. He didn't turn to watch Mark's expression of implorement. Dark could already imagine it and that was all he needed. Mark would soon gain control and Dark's fun would be over, savouring it was the best solution.

"DARK YOU BAST-" Dark nodded in satisfaction, a sharp smirk appearing on his darkened face. Perhaps Anti would be of some assistance, but for now he had his errand.

The familiar, gentle expression fell against his face, Dark watched filled with eager as he stared down at his victim. It was no fun to wake him up now. Dark could wait. Dark would wait. Resting his cold palm against his relaxed expression, it filled him with the welcoming warmth. He licked his hungry lips, longing to devour his sleeping prey. The calmness that covered this man would soon be replaced by the face of terror and fear. Dark yearned to see that fear. He'd let the image linger in his awaiting mind, the expression of fear and from a man whom he found interest in, it aroused him. Teasing his dark, brown locks would cover his chilling touch with the cosy blanketing. His interlacing fingers wrapped harshly around the faded lime tips, playfully he tugged at it. His resting face was almost too peaceful. Dark was lenient towards Jack, he didn't encase his limp body in the same, afflicting shackles that held Mark. Mostly because Jack was no match for Dark. Mark knew that, a devious smile began to curl up.

He craved for Jack.

Dark had shut out the noise that occurred on the opposite end of the room, he only focused on the task at hand.

"You look so peaceful, almost makes me want to not wake you up." Dark's voice cooed into Jack's pointed ears. A sudden groan followed alerting Dark of his awakening. Time was running out, but Dark felt that he had forever. Squatting down, Dark leaned his face closer intensely watching at the irritation that covered Jack's face. The faint wrinkles slowly creased down towards his bushy, dark - brown eyebrows, displaying an expression of annoyance. The slight movement of his eyelids fluttering allowed him to gradually open his recoiling eyes. The small indentations drawing along his nose. The soft, pink lips slowly beginning to open, inhaling softly. The trail of saliva reaching across from his upper lip down to his bottom lip, glistening slightly almost forming into an icicle. His pursed lips only intrigued his kidnapper further. A murmur followed signalling the exit from his unknown dream, perhaps about cookies and cake. Dark watched with lust - he wanted Jack. So. Bad. A vision of blue pierced into him, an ocean that slowly formed around him clashing against his own sea of crimson.

"Good morning, sunshine." Jack was unaware of the subtle smile that grew against Dark's menacing expression. He stumbled upon words before finally answering.

"M-Merk?" Chuckling to himself Dark drew himself closer towards Jack, assuring his true identity.

"Don't you remember me, Jack? I sure remember you." A short gulp was his reply. That was all Dark needed to know that Jack was afraid. "Aw, don't be scared Jack, it's just me." Dark rested his icy hand against Jack's sweaty forehead, feeling him flinch filled Dark with exhilaration.

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