Bad Blood • JohnTen

(6.) Bad

"You aren't going anywhere until I'm done with you."

Ten felt shivers ran down his spine at the assertion as it effortlessly slipped past the older male's lips, it was possessive and rather dangerous. He felt chilly, it was bad. He had to find a way to get away, and quick. He began to wriggle, tried to set himself free but it was useless. The knot wrapped around his wrist was tied up too strong and it wouldn't budge. Ten tried moving his legs, he still could kick Johnny in the balls and make a run for it, leaving the other in excruciating pain. But it was as if Johnny could read Ten's mind, the older brought a hand up, flexed his index finger and before Ten had the chance to fully grasp the situation, his feet were now also tied together.

"Do yourself a favor and don't move. You'll hurt yourself if you do."

Johnny crawled slowly onto the bed, like a predator swiftly stalking its meal, until he was hovering above Ten who was lying flat on his back, legs on either side to keep the younger in place. He leaned down gradually, settled himself on Ten's neck and took a deep breath; drawing in Ten's scent. "You smell so good," Johnny groaned lowly, nuzzled his nose closer to the juncture, his irises flicked from brown to black simultaneously. "Like a virgin."

Ten gulped audibly, his face immediately turned bright red. "S-stop," he breathed, but there was less bite and resistance in his voice.

Johnny slowly pulled away, staring down at the boy beneath him. "Don't resist, it's no use." He cocked an eyebrow, moving his hands to Ten's sides. The latter squirmed at the contact, it made the elder grin though."I brought you here after all."

Ten thrashed his arms and legs about, albeit it was a struggle since they were restrained. Johnny groaned in annoyance, quickly grabbed the younger's wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand. "You kidnapped me," Ten accused, trying his hardest to pull his hands away, but the older was far too strong.

"Let's not jump to conclusions, shall we?" The third year lowered his head to Ten's exposed shoulder and neck, the latter's shirt had rode up somewhere in between his futile efforts to set himself free and squirming. Ten's scent managed to elicit a groan from Johnny when the smell caught his sensitive nose. Never had Johnny smelt something so tempting, so alluring, so off limits. Johnny growled, inhaled the aroma as he moved from the younger's shoulder to his nape. "But you could say that."

"St-stop!" Ten balled his fists, tried ever so hard to push the older but it was no use. Johnny's forehead creased indifferently, Ten was still resisting? Johnny's incubus carnal pull should have him begging by now...

"What are you?" Johnny asked.

Ten shuddered, feeling the other's cold breath ghosting along his neck. "W-what do you m-mean?" The hand holding his wrists in place tightened instantly, it pulled a breathy yelp from Ten.

His eyes shifting color by the second, Johnny shook his head. "You're not a demon, and your aura doesn't seem like a human's."

"I-I'm a h-human," Ten muttered, his eyes slightly closed and his gasps heavy. He did not know why he had the urge to confess when he could just stay silent, was it because of Johnny's Alpha demeanor that made him do it?

"Interesting," Johnny snarled, suddenly gripped onto younger's pajama shirt and casually ripped it off of his body, earning a stupefied cry from the younger in response. "You're a mysterious person, aren't you? I like that."

Ten shivered, his eyes wide with fear when the humid air of the room hit his bare chest. What the hell was going to happen to him?

Johnny smirked dangerously, allowed his free hand to rest on the younger's lean stomach, slowly caressed the skin underneath his palm. Ten flinched uncharacteristically; he hated the feeling of being touched like that. He was being violated.