OH, My Senpai!

Part 12

Yandere grinned, turning the book back around as he told Jack excitedly.  "What should we do first? I was thinking something romantic. Something like... OH"!  Yandere's face lit up and he began to write in the book.  Jack clutched his chest tighter, weakly telling Yandere as he scribbled away.  "Don't... You don't know what this will do".  Yandere stopped writing, slowly looking up from the book like he was expecting to see something happen.  Jack swallowed nervously, asking hesitantly.  "Yandere... What did you write"?  Yandere didn't answer.  He just kept his eyes on him... waiting.  Jack slowly rose to his feet, about to ask again when he felt it.  Quickly looking down, he saw creepy grey hands wrap around his ankles.  Jack barely had time to look up at Yandere, before he was yanked off his feet!  Falling forward, Jack landed roughly on his arms and clawed at the wooden floor as he was dragged back toward the kitchen!  What the hell had Yandere done?! 

The weird arms dragged him beside the kitchen island... but it looked different now.  The island looked more like a stone slab with chains?  Jack thrashed and tried to wiggle free as more creepy hands appeared to lift him onto the slab!  The hands felt like ice against his skin and were inhumanly strong for such frail looking things.  They slammed him back against the stone slab and Jack heard Yandere whimper in fear.  While the hands clamped his ankles and wrists into heavy metal cuff, Jack stared at Yandere helplessly.  Yandere was hugging the book to his chest tightly, watching the hands work as he told Jack apologetically.  "Sorry, Senpai. I guess I should have written them to be more gentle. Wasn't quite what I had pictured... but I'll make it work".  Jack tugged against the chains as the creepy hands finished up, snapping back at Yandere.  "What the hell are you doing"?!  The hands vanished as Yandere slowly moved closer and Jack laid very still.  Yandere looked different again.  There was a dark mystery behind his eyes now.  Jack's gut told him that Yandere was gearing up for something.

Yandere stopped beside him, wrapping the book tightly against his chest as he told Jack seriously.  "The Host brought up a good point. I don't seem to know how to manipulate you to do exactly what I want. See the thing is, Senpai... I want you so badly that it hurts. I want you to love me... but I didn't want to hurt you to make you feel the same way about me. But now that I have the Host's book. I can change that. If I hurt you... I can heal you".  Jack wasn't sure if he was starting to shake because he was worried about Yandere's words... or the cold stone slab against his bare back.  Cautiously licking his dry lips, Jack's voice shook as he asked Yandere softly.  "Yandere... You can't force someone to love you".  A wicked smile spread over Yandere's face as he answered matter-of-factly.  "Oh, yes you can. It's called Stockholm Syndrome. When the victim falls for his kidnapper. It just takes time and thanks to the Host... I now have lots of that". 

Yandere uncrossed his arms and opened the book up.  Stating aloud to him with excitement.  "Alright! So, here is how this is going to work. I'm going to ask you a question and you are going to answer. The book will then tell me if you are lying or telling the truth".  Jack swallowed hard, almost afraid to ask.  "And if it says I'm lying"?  Yandere didn't answer.  He just gave a creepy smile.  Jack turned his gaze to the ceiling.  He was doomed.  Especially since Yandere's first questions started off with 'Do you love me'?  Jack closed his eyes feeling defeated already.  Should he just tell the truth?  The book will only tell Yandere anyway.  Taking a deep breath, Jack shook his head.  He didn't. Especially not right now.  Yandere's voice was low and a bit disappointed when he replied.  "True... Maybe I should try something first".  Jack tried to brace himself for pain.  He could just imagine why Yandere choose the kitchen to do this in.  Jack flinched when he felt Yandere's hand press gently against his jeaned thigh.  Forcing himself not to open his eyes to look, Jack shifted nervously.  He didn't want to know.

Something cold touched his belly button and Jack jerked in surprise.  Sucking in his stomach as he tried to sit up to look.  Yandere was leaning over his stomach with an ice cube braced between his teeth.  Jack's heart was racing from the shock and his breathing came out in uneven pants.  What was Yandere doing now?  Yandere lowed closer to his sucked in stomach, letting the cold water drip off the cube and into his belly button.  Jack shivered as the cold sensation sent a weird tingle through him.  Yandere waited a moment for Jack to settle before lower back down to trace the cube lightly around the rim of his belly button.  Jack gritted his teeth and laid back down a bit more relaxed.  At least, Yandere wasn't doing what he thought he would.  This made him uneasy... but at least it didn't hurt.  Jack caught Yandere glancing to something near Jack's leg, before turning back to trace the ice cube up the ridge of his stomach.

Jack shifted a bit, softly rustling the chains.  He wanted to say that he wasn't enjoying this... but compared to the day he was having... this wasn't so bad.  He didn't enjoy the fact that Yandere's warm breath was melting the ice, allowing it to leave a watery trail up his burning skin.  Or the fact that he could feel how soft Yandere's lips were as he did it... but pleasure was better than pain... right?  Yandere trailed the ice cube up to his collar bone and released it.  Letting it sit on his skin to melt.  The cold water running in down over his shoulders as it slowly melted.  Yandere's lips brushed against his chin as he asked tenderly.  "Is this better, Senpai? You seem calmer".  Jack simply turned his head away.  He didn't feel like answering.  Yandere was messing with his head in the worst way.  Why did he need to answer if Yandere was only going to check the book for how he felt?  Right on cue, Yandere sweetly pressed his lips against his exposed ear to whisper lovingly.  "It's called manipulating. You work yourself up thinking the worst... and then you lower your guard when I don't do what your thinking". 

Yandere pulled away from his ear enough for Jack to turn and face him.  He didn't feel like he had lowered his guard... had he?  Yandere cupped the sides of his face with both hands, telling him sweetly as he shifted over on top of him.  "Senpai, can't you feel me? I'm already in your heart. I've written myself into your heart like a germinating seed. Now you just have to nurture it to life".  Jack blinked in confusion.  Yandere had done what?  He didn't get a chance to really process this information or ask, because Yandere finished straddling his hips and leaned down to kiss him passionately.  Jack's brain wasn't focused on the kiss... it was mentally distracted.  He couldn't tell if he felt different.  Could he even tell?  Yandere's hands slid down his face to his neck.  Taking the melting ice cube and trailing it back down his chest to his stomach.  When Yandere broke the kiss to sit back up, he grinned.  Blushing a bright red, when he asked Jack shyly.  "Now should we continue the game"?  To Be Continued...