My Roommate is a Boy?!

Black

•Third Person P.O.V•

Asuna kicked Sugō's door in angrily. No one messes with Kirito other than herself. "I'm here. Let him go!" She demanded. The blonde wasn't wearing the clothes that Sugō had picked out for her. No way was she playing by his rules.

Kirito glared at his roommate, "Asuna. Get out of here." He feared for her safety. Sugō is a dangerous man and Kirito knew it.

"I'm not leaving you." Asuna's eyes were soft for a moment before daggers appeared from them. Pointing straight at the perpetrator, Sugō.

"Asuna my dear~ you're not wearing the clothes I picked out for you myself. How rude to turn down such expensive gifts." Sugō pushed his glasses up to the bridge of his nose. The slender man walked towards the blonde, her expression was hostile, almost as if she was ready to attack.

Kirito, who's still tied up, didn't like the idea of Asuna taking on a man on her own. "Stay away from her!" He bellowed, the chair shook towards his roommate. His attempts amounted to nothing while tied up.

"Shut up!" Sugō bellowed. He grabbed the woman, placing her in a hug from behind, an inescapable one at that. Asuna didn't resist, Kirito is her top priority. He wouldn't hurt him if she played along for a little while.

The black haired roommate hated seeing his Asuna close to another man. Blood boiling rage took over but what can a tied up man do? Nothing. He could cry or scream but who would hear him? Seeing Asuna with Sugō made him realize something he's been trying to ignore.

Sugō sniffed the sweet strawberry scent, caressing her cheek with his, "Good thing I bought a second set, well my second favorite." referring to the 'gifts' he bought for their 'special occasion'. "I'll just have to get you dressed. Your punishment for defying me!" He cackled, a classic witch.

Kirito, red faced screamed at the taller male, "N-no way!" The whole situation is an invasion of privacy.

"I can change by my self!" Asuna retorted, blushing slightly from embarrassment. Someone changing her made it sound like she's incapable of doing it herself. Also, fuck Sugō and his mind games.

The taller male slipped a box cutter from his pocket, slicing through Asuna's shirt right between her breasts. A good day for her to wear a bra!

She wanted to fight back, but the clothing or her skin? Clothing for sure! "K-Kirito.." she blushed a deep crimson, eyes of shame stared at the dark haired male. Almost as if she wanted him to look for approval but not look, a bad time pre say. At this moment, she's reminded of something that she should've done a long time ago.

Kirito had shut his eyes a long time ago. Seeing her without permission feels dirty and evil. His lips and head stung from his wounds inflicted by the taller male. Sugō doing this to an innocent person, his Asuna, made him feel like the world is an unjust place. Bad things happen to good people, it's unfortunate.

Sugō finished tearing off his 'lover's' clothing. He admired her undergarments, light pink bra and underwear to match. Tiny pink bows in the middle.

The girl wanted to slap him but it's the wrong time to act on her own. Slipping on a tight fitting black dress, not Asuna's color by the way. Color coordination is important. The male helped her zip but the back, unwillingly on Asuna's part.

"You look gorgeous Asuna darling." Sugō sighed in a lovely tone. "This way honey~" he tugged her along to an unknown room.

Kirito grunted while attempting to escape to help his beloved. No use, he's stuck...

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To be continued...