Toxic [BoyxBoy] Discontinued

CHAPTER 3

I shot up, eyes wide open and frowned at my surroundings.

Where am I?

I smelled the air as a soft scent hit my nostrils.

The doctor.

This place is filled with his scent. I looked around before getting up slowly. I was naked again, my clothes had been destroyed by my flames.

I looked at the door before walking towards it. I sighed and opened it. There was a big hallway and I could hear a faint whistling sound making me frown.

Was this his house?

I stopped in my tracks and looked back at the room I had waken up in.

Was I in his bed? I blushed slightly at the thought.

"Doctor?" I called out quietly but frowned as there was no response.

I'm naked for God's sake. I groaned and walked towards the whistling sound. I stopped when I heard a woman's voice talking heatedly. I didn't try to listen in, I really couldn't be bothered.

"Shut up, he's here." I heard the doctor hiss at her.

I crouched down and growled loudly as they walked towards me. He was with his sister. Her eyes were wide as she stared at me.

"How are you feeling?" The doctor asked, smiling at me as he crouched down in front of me.

"Why are you crouching down?" His sister interrupted.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm getting to eye level with him." He said, annoyed before turning towards me. "So, how are you?"

I stayed silent, staring at him.

"It's a waste of time, Eli." She sang.

I growled at her. 

"Kathryn." He stated firmly, getting up. "Could you please leave? I'll give you a call if I need your help."

She sighed before leaving.

"Why don't we head to my room. I'll check up on you, see how you're doing." He suggested.

I got up and followed him to his room.

"I would have given you another bedroom but it was the only one with a bed already made." He said, grabbing some latex gloves and slipping them on.

"You were out for a few of days." He said, grabbing his tools.

I stayed silent as I sat down on the bed.

"Could you get on all fours please. Bottom held high. If you feel any discomfort, feel free to squeeze the pillow as hard as you like." He said, in a proffessional tone of voice.

I frowned.

"I'm going to check up on your anus." He cleared.

I tensed but nodded before getting on all fours, hands on the cushion in front of me.

"I'll try to make it quick. I just need to do a minor check up. It's important." He said, softly.

I nodded and tensed as I felt his finger skim my hole.

Oh crap.

I think it felt good. I frowned, gripping the pillow tightly.

"Sorry." He whispered, as I felt two of his fingers enter me.

I bit my lip tightly, eyes wide open. Oh my gosh, this is bad. I'm getting hard.

"All done." He said, pulling away.

I closed my eyes, sighing before sitting up, the pillow on my lower half.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked.

I glared at him making him sigh.

"You were raped before, weren't you? I mean, the scars are barely visible but they're there." He said, looking at me sadly.

"It's not important." I answered with a low voice.

"You cried. Don't lie." He said, walking towards me.

"I'm done here. I've got some clothes here, but I'm scared you'll burn them." He then told me, pointing at the clothes.

"It's the anger that triggers the flames. You-" I stopped, glaring at him, "you don't make me angry." I answered, grabbing the clothes before putting them on.

He smiled. "How about some food?" He suggested. "Then we could start on your training."

I growled but nodded at him. I followed him to the kitchen before sitting down on a chair. I frowned at the big plate of spaghetti bolognaise.

"You're probably starving so I gave you a bit more." He said. "It's cooked with blood."

I groaned at the smell. I grabbed the plate before I started eating with my fingers. It was the best food I had ever tasted. He could cook. I finished quickly and wiped my mouth as he stared at me. He ate slowly with a knife and fork, while glancing at me amused.

"You want to finish my plate?" He asked, after a while.

I nodded before grabbing it and stuffing my face with his food. It was so good. I can't believe it.

I licked my fingers before smiling guiltily at him. He flashed me a grin and put the plates in the sink.

"Thank you." I answered, looking away.

He nodded, smiling. "Why don't you wash. Then we can start with the training." He suggested.

I nodded reluctantly as I followed him to his bathroom.

"I'll be outside if you need me." He called out before closing the door.

I stripped and glared at the shower. I hated water - it was painful to wash. I growled when the water hit my skin and hurried to wash before walking out. I got dressed and walked out of the bathroom.

"Is it always painful?" He asked, pointing at the shower.

I nodded.

"I'm glad you trust me enough to talk to me." He whispered, flashing me a smile.

We didn't do much during "training". He explained what we were going to do and he explained how the whole town and pack worked. He tried getting me to tell him what I was but I didn't say.