Dating Darkiplier

Part 10

Sean waited a few seconds, then tried to jerk his legs back off Dark's lap. They didn't even make it passed one of Dark's legs. Dark held the chain between them too tightly. Dark's free hand caressed down one of his pale legs. Starting at the knee and continuing down to his steel cuffed ankle. Sean's leg tensed nervously. Despite his hand feeling warm and light, Sean worried what Dark's true intentions were. Dark's face was unreadable as his hand drifted under his leg to simply hold the tensing muscle with care. After a long moment, Dark told him in a collected soothing voice. "Humans are such easily broken things. So fragile. Yet... capable of so much." Sean focused his leg muscle not to tense up while in Dark's hand. He didn't want to encourage him to do something. Dark's hand suddenly moved farther up the back of Sean's leg, causing Sean to let out a small nervous whine.

Dark's hand caressed the back of his bare thigh, then kept moving higher until he reached his underwear. There Dark's hand stopped, squeezing the muscle in his thigh just enough to make Sean flex it in fear and jerk at his restraints. Sean didn't want to say anything, but Dark was making him so uneasy. In a shaky voice, he asked Dark softly. "Why tie me up? I've got nowhere to run?" Dark glanced over his shoulder to Chicanery, who scratched her ear with her foot. He gave her a smile, lifting his chin in a short gesture. Chicanery took the command and jumped off the bed, heading straight over to her bed in the corner. Sean didn't understand why that made him even more afraid. Why was Dark clearing the bed? Dark turned his head lazily back to him, his dark eyes reflecting the candlelight from the headboard as he told him without flinching. "It's to keep you still."

Dark released the chain and Sean jerked his legs back against himself. Dark shifted and Sean gasped. Behind Dark was a heap of chains! He couldn't remember Dark bringing them over. Had he been hiding them? Could he animate them like he had the chair? Dark untangled what appeared to be pieces. When he was satisfied, he picked up a piece to show him. It didn't look like anything, but was clearly made of stainless steel chains. Sean shook his head. He didn't want it. Dark shifted off the bed, moving closer to stand at his side. Sean twisted against the ropes. He wanted to scoot his body as far from Dark as he could. When all Dark had to do was lean over to grab his thigh and pull his body back into position. Dark laid the thick lean chains over his body and Sean winced. The chains were as cold as ice, but they were at least large enough that they didn't snag his chest hair.

Dark took two strands to wrap around his neck, while whispering over his lips. "These are of my own design. It has taken me a few centuries to get them right... but you could say... They were made for you." Dark's hands followed the chain from behind his neck down to the single strand that hung down to his collarbone. From there, the chain split off into three strands. One ran down his stomach to his waist, while the other two Dark took ahold of. Sean inhaled sharply as Dark took the strands across the sides of his chest to fasten together under his back. After fastening them, Dark's hands lingered on his back. Sean hated the pleasure in Dark's eyes. He was enjoying the way his breathing was rapid and the way his body kept tensing up. Dark's hands caressed back over his ribcage to follow the chain down his stomach. Sean sucked in his stomach, focusing his attention on the ceiling for only a second or two.

At the base of his ribcage, the chain split off again. This time Sean knew what to expect and tried to resist. It didn't make a difference. Dark took the end strands, lifting Sean's hips as he fastened the ends at his lower back. Dark then let his hips fall back to the mattress, telling him with a smug grin. "You should be thanking me. These chains will keep Anti out of you. Can't have him slipping in, until I've finished getting you ready." Sean gritted his teeth, glancing down to see tiny markings written on every link of the chain. Dark grabbed the next piece off the bed and Sean huffed in defeat. Dark brought it closer, grabbing the chain between his ankles to straighten his legs out. Dark climbed back onto the bed, setting his leg in between Sean's to keep him from moving his legs around. He then laid the next piece over his waist and Sean bit his lip. These were for his legs.