Juho's Desire

Chapter 2

SORRY for the long pause i was on a role on another fanfic so I didnt get to this one. To make up for it i wrote a super long one this time. Dont worry the kink is coming soon. Just wait!!!

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The car ride was a long and bumpy one, the slick black car cut a long and winding path through the city breaking away into a sprawling countryside that seemed to be slowly swallowed by the encroaching trees. The dark tinted windows kept us well isolated from the outside world. The inside of the car was cozy enough, the plush leather seats, the freshly cleaned smell and a scent of flowers, something I was not expecting, but pleasant compared to the sweat laden smells of where I had been held.  the scent seemed very familiar and as I closed my eyes I felt a small twinge of memories attempting to surface. A picture like an out of focus camera lens wavered for a moment but vanished as I grasped towards it. I sighed wearily and shifted in my seat very aware of the silent figure sitting, eyes closed, next to me. The sun was quite high at this point and as i glanced over at him I could feel the fatigue radiating off his body. Yet he did not move, like a statue he simply sat there, his eyes closed and his body poised. It made me more antsy to watch him so i elected to watch the trees growing more dense outside the window. Zuho had removed my shackles and had given me his coat to keep my body covered but I could still feel the chill of the air hitting my bare skin underneath and periodically I would shiver. Everytime I did I could feel him look over at me. I did not dare look back for fear of meeting his gaze again. I was not afraid of him in the sense that I would think he would attack me but in the sense that I would become lost and I feared more the thoughts that ran through my head when lost in him. I pondered this for a moment, wondering if it was he who had put those thoughts in my mind or if it is indeed my own desires coming forth and surfacing. Either way the thought itself scared me. I wondered briefly what this man was truely capable of.
I shivered again and wrapped his coat tighter around me, sending another scent of flowers wafting across my nose. It was a comforting smell and i closed my eyes to it letting it fold around me. My mind drifted off to a field of flowers and a warmth spread over my body. I barely registered a set of arms pulling me into an even warmer embrace and a feel of hard flesh against my head as i drifted further out. I had the brief thought that someone else had grabbed me as Zuho was not at all warm before succumbing to the exhaustion that had been gnawing at me. I had not even realized I had fallen asleep until we arrived at our destination. My lids were heavy laden with sleep and I tried to shake it off but could not seem to pull myself out of it. I felt a pair of strong arms lift me from my seat and as though gliding on air I was carried through a garden smelling even more strongly of the same flower crescent. Like jasmine and lilacs. Yes that was the smell. I smiled at remembering it and I faintly heard a small chuckle that was deep and warm. I felt safe and comfortable, a feeling that I had not felt in a long time. I sighed deeply and drifted off, for once oblivious to the goings on around me.
In the other room Zuho sat reading over some papers as he sipped a glass of wine, his mind focused on finishing his matters at hand. He signed contracts, flipped through documents and prepared paperwork to be sent out the next morning all while patiently waiting for me to awake.
This task I did some hours later, opening my eyes to a dim beam of light flickering back and forth. I blinked twice and slowly focused on the small candle sitting on the table by the overly large bed. Another smell of lilacs drifted towards me and I sat up with a start, slightly disoriented to my surroundings.
" Ah good you have awakened. We were worried you might have slipped into a coma for a minute." an unfamiliar voice rang out and I turned towards it, my eyes adjusting to the dim light.
"The master told us to let you sleep but we were a bit worried since you have been out for almost an entire day." I shook my head again and tried to pull all my thoughts together. The memories of the auction and Zuho were swirling around in a jumble and it took me a minute to sort them out. I glanced around the room expecting to see Zuho sitting in the corner tapping his fingers but the only occupants there were shadows.
"Master Zuho had to go out for a moment and left me to attend to you if needed." the older man explained as though reading my thoughts.
"Is there anything i can get for you? I placed a set of clothes on the chair, they are the masters clothes but they should fit you okay. We will have you fitted for proper clothes later so please try to make due for now."
I glanced over at the neatly folded shirt and pants. They looked tailor made and expensive. I wanted to protest but I didn't think it would do any good and besides I was in no position to refuse clothing as I sat in bed still just as naked as when I arrived. I covered myself with the plush blanket and pulled my legs in to my chest.
"I will leave you to change then. I will prepare you some food and water, I am sure you are quite famished after your long ordeal." With the mention of food my stomach growled loudly as if to second the motion.
" Thank you." I replied quietly to his back as he walked out, leaving a deep echo of silence behind.
I glanced further around the room, taking in the mix of old world items and new age contraptions. At first glance it felt like a mod podge of collections strewn about in a kind of museum like display. I slid out of bed to further investigate the area, pulling the blanket with me as I did. I stepped over to the dresser and glanced over its contents. A small box that looked like an old trinket sat in the middle with a comb and a brush on either side. A small gold ring lay next to it glinting slightly in the dim light. Next to that was a blow dryer and a lamp. A small music box sat on the other side open but silent, the figures frozen in an endless waltz. I debated briefly about playing it but decided against it. I walked next to the doorway that seemed to house a boudoir style closet. On one side was a built in sitting area and a mirror, and the other lined with doors which when I opened housed an array of clothing and accessories from jackets to shirts, neckties and shoes. I picked up a single shoe and examined it closer. I slid my fingers across their perfect polish as i admired them.
"Did you not like the outfit I picked out for you?" a deep rumble whispered in my ear.
I jumped back, startled at the sound and fell into the small nook, pulling the blanket with me, the shoe falling from my hand. It didn't even have far to fall before being snatched up by his hands and placed back in its spot faster then i could even blink. Zuho turned back to look at me his lips upturned slightly. I looked up and gazed into Zuho's veiled eyes. My breath caught and I looked away quickly adverting my gaze to the floor. I remembered all to well the dangers that came with looking into his eyes and vowed to avoid it at all costs.
Zuho moved in closer, his gloved hand snaking out to catch my chin, one finger gliding across my lips. I shuddered as a tingle of electricity filtered through me, making my stomach flutter. He pulled my gaze back up to his and for a moment I was thankful for the sunglasses shading his eyes. Though it did nothing to protect me from his voice.
"I am certainly not opposed to this look on you" , he purred as he glanced down my body " but for both our sake, please put some clothes on. I can only be so much of a gentleman and I am already at my limit." He squeezed my chin and dropped his hand turning around to walk back into the room. I took the opportunity to move over to the clothing on the chair and slide them on. They were slightly tight but definately not uncomfortable and the cut was very flattering. I slid my hands across the front as I finished buttoning up the top, smoothing down any creases and brushing away any lint. I gazed at myself in the mirror and smiled at the difference a set of clothing made. I was happy to feel like a person and not an animal.
"I am glad they fit you. They look better on you than they do on me." Zuho beamed. I doubted that as i continued to look in the mirror, still fidgetting with the sleeves and collar. Zuho stepped behind me and slid his arms around me. I tensed up my body preparing for whatever assault he was planning. But nothing came. Zuho did not flinch a muscle as he held two ties up to my neck, switching back and forth eyeing up the look of each one. I inhaled deeply and held it for what felt like minutes as he determined his choice. The crook of his arm slid across my shoulder as I stood frozen to the spot, very aware of the close proximity. Zuho finally settled on one and slipped it over my head pulling up the collar as he did so. I started at the sensation of his fingers brushing my neck and mentally cursed myself for being so on edge. Not that I could help it even if I tried. Being raised that Vampires were dangerous had me constantly on edge waiting for an attack. But Zuho seemed oblivious to my apprehension or at least he was doing a good job pretending.
"There, now you look properly presentable." Zuho slid a hand across the front of my suit and beamed at my reflection in the mirror.
"Come now, dinner is almost ready and I am sure you have room enough to eat an entire course by yourself."
He patted my back and gestured to the door, allowing me to head out first. My mind swam as I stepped out into the long corridor that lead down into the main building. The hallways, unlike the room was brightly lit with chandeliers lining the ceiling ever few feet and more lights adorning the walls like pilliars leading the way into a grand entrance. I walked down the plush floor and stopped when Zuho's gloved hand touched my shoulder. He pointed to a heavily draped door and I turned towards it, pulling on the ivory handle and feeling it give easy under my weight.
The ballroom looked like something out of a fairytale as I stood in front of a banquet table lined with empty glasses and plates. The napkins were neatly pressed and folded next to the freshly polished silverware which I was certain, I would bet, was actual silver. And the glasses that glinted when the light touched them were not your average glass either. I gawked openly at the grand display. Zuho moved around me and pulled out a chair next to the head of the table, chuckling slightly at my open wonderment.
"I hope you react this way to everything I show you. Your responses are amusing." He gestured for me to sit down and then did the same.
" Lets eat shall we."