'What's your name?' I snapped my head upwards, tearing my gaze away from the rapidly dwindling amount of coffee in the cup in my hand. My eyes immediately met with his, making me feel both safe and uncomfortable at the same time.
I didn't answer him, fear overcoming me yet again. I wanted to reply, but I couldn't make myself speak. He sighed, the smile on his face fading as he took in my undoubtably horrified expression. It was just fear, I didn't actually want to look fucking mortified.
'Please just say something to me,' he said quietly, almost sadly. He sat crossed legged on the floor, several feet across from me. For some reason, I didn't flinch at him being so close. But I was still cringing on the inside. 'I haven't even heard your voice yet... Just little frightened noises.' There was a twinge of despair behind the apparently 'calm' mocha brown orbs, making my lips turn downwards into a slight frown.
'Who a-are y-you?' I whispered, my voice turning croaky. I wasn't surprised.
'I could answer that question in two ways... I could give you my name... Or the answer you really want.' He smirked, the small quirk of his lip making my heart flutter a little. Wait, what the actual FUCK? I am not gay, I am not... 'My name is Brian, I'd appreciate it if you call me that...' He paused, his eyes meeting mine yet again.
'But the answer to your question... I'm your typical kidnapper.'
I froze, an involuntary whimper passing through my dry lips. I nervously flicked my tongue across my snakebites, before nibbling on my lip. I was starting to panic again. I was seriously starting to panic.
'What do you want me for?' I asked, my voice coming out much more feeble and weak than I'd intended. Brian chuckled, slowly drawing closer to me.
'The same thing anyone would want a boy as beautiful as yourself for...' I closed my eyes in fear, feeling his warm breath on my neck. I flinched slightly as I felt one of his fingers run slowly down the centre of my torso, and I let a shaky, yet reasonably calm breath drift from my mouth.
'What's your name?' He whispered in my ear, his fingers running slowly through my hair. I let out another breath, clamping my eyes shut tighter and trying my best to breathe normally.
'Z-Z-Zac- Zacky,' I breathed out in a rush, keeping my body perfectly still as his hands continued to run up and down my sides.
'Zacky... Mmm.' I felt his lips brush across my pulse point, before more kisses were planted down my neck and then along my jaw. I resisted the urge to fidget, to wriggle away from him.
But I figured that it was better not to resist him. I'd just let him do what he needed to do. maybe he'd let me go then...
'Relax,' Brian sighed, sounding pleased with himself. 'It'll be SO much better of you relax.' He placed a very, very light kiss on my lips, his lips hovering on mine for a few seconds before he pulled away.
'Relax,' he drawled, his breath ghosting across my lips and drifting into my sinuses. He didn't let me speak, impatiently crushing his lips to mine.
I instinctively backed up against the wall, trying to escape him for a second or two. He sighed, pulling away and putting a finger under my chin, lifting my face and looking me in the eyes. I whimpered in some form of a plea, almost begging him not to do it.
'It's easy,' he said. 'It comes naturally, just... Just go with your senses. Close your eyes and kiss me.' He kept his gaze locked with mine, an expectant expression on his face. I frowned again, still cowering slightly. When I still didn't respond to his words, Brian pulled my face closer so that our lips were millimetres apart.
'Relax, Zack. Just follow my lead.' And that's when I felt one of the strangest, and most amazing, things I'd ever felt in my life. It felt like someone ahd kickstarted my heart into overdrive and given me ten fucking adrenaline shots.
I think that person was Brian.
I felt his arms encircle my waist as his lips moved against mine, coaxing my lips into motion. At first, I wasn't touching him. I was making as little contact with the rest of his body as I could. But as he began to kiss me, I felt my tensed up muscles relaxing and I eventually had my hands secured on his hips, as his tongue traced my lower lip gently.
I was hesistant at first, pausing for several moments before I slowly parted my lips, allowing him entrance. I felt him smile, his tongue licking over mine and gliding across the roof of my mouth.
It was only when a quiet, delighted moan escaped my mouth that I pulled myself away. Brian looked shocked, hurt.
'Get away from me,' I said through unmoving lips, my trance broken, fear blossoming once again inside me. Brian let out a light hiss, pushing himself angrily from the floor and stalking back up the stairs.
'Next time I won't stop,' he snarled, the sudden anger in his voice making me flinch. And then he disappeared
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Blinded In Chains -Synacky-
FanfictionA 'Stockholm Syndrome' synacky slash fanfic where Brian plays a kidnapper and Zacky plays his victim. The two develop a twisted love for each other but is it all in vain?