The journey of a fallen leader

The prison

He sat at the corner of his cell. How long has he been there? He's lost track. Weeks maybe years. He doesn't know anymore. Should have listened to her. The one time the writer meant well. Why did he get himself involved in another universes business?

It didn't matter now. He was left alone now. Abandoned by the ones he loved. He was a failure wasn't he? Look where he got himself. Which crime caused him to be here? Not letting Memphis meet his daughter out of fear of what he might do? Maica rising up against them because of reasons he now forgot? Not being a strong enough leader? Letting Sam walk into that land where he would soon die? Or perhaps was it his affiliation with Nevellis the marooned boy? Kysura the brilliant healer who was too kind for his world?

He didn't know. He knew where Vida was in a different cell not at all similar to his one to keep her entertained and designed so she wouldn't try to escape. Wyvern in a cell without her books and anything she could use. Cresil not at all near them in a different multiverse doing harmful deeds trying to get the other Anexians back.

Rose disguised herself as a mad insane woman who was more chaotic that anything else. Jamlet trying to be on the wrong side of things. And Gala was the leader of a group of people randomly selected by a multiverse.

And then of course himself. Kilo the forgotten leader of the Anexians. Forgotten by time simply because he wasn't there when it happened. A man who was trapped in a prison like cell because he tried to help his beloved Nevellis out trying to make it so he didn't meet the same fate as Kysura.

Kilo shook his head. He knew better than to think about him. All it would do is make him cry. He needed to stay calm. And then he realized.

  He called out to one of the guards. This wasn't something he was proud of but it would have to do.

"What in the world do you want?" The guard walked over to Kilo as if was annoyed at him.

"Your company. It awfully lonely down here. I don't know how long it's been since I've had company."

"Well.." The guard paused slightly in shock of Kilo's voice.  "It's not against orders or anything to talk to you so I um.. guess I could?"

"Sounds wonderful. I'd love to listen to your voice some more. It's sooo beautiful."

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      "Love, do you know how cold it gets in here at night all alone. The other guard never even brings me anything." Kilo made sure his words were clear.

     "Well I mean I could bring you an extra blanket there's no rule against that."

     "Alright thank you, love." Kilo couldn't help but feel guilty.
      Not for using Matt as an escape tactic but for feeling as if he was betraying his Nevy and of course Kysura. Did it matter now? Kysura was gone at this point but it still felt like he was betraying him. And Nevellis. Wasn't he doing all of this for Nevellis? To see him again. Why should he feel guilty about this..

    And then sooner than that Matt was back with a blanket. He took his keys and unlocked the cell door and walked in. Kilo smiled.

     "Here..." Matt seemed flustered. Having not been able to see Kilo at all before.

      Kilo's appearance was  intriguing to say the least in that moment.   Black leggings that looked way to tight for him but still worked that perfectly illustrated his thighs and calves. Black heels that would make him appear taller if he was standing up. A sapphire blue velvet jacket that the strings were loosely tied only covering his waist.

       He had tan skin that seemed as if he had been in sun all of his life. Freckles almost everywhere on the parts of his body that Matt could see. His Hazel eyes seemed to study Matt, who couldn't tell if Kilo was thinking he was ugly or beautiful based off how he was staring at him. His cherry colored hair swooped in front of his face.

   "Thank you," Kilo smiled, and patted the space next to him. "You're probably tired from standing next the the door all day. I'm sure it wouldn't hurt you much."

     Matt sat down next to him and set the blanket down. Kilo looked at him again.

    "You are way more handsome than I thought. I thought you might be a bit handsome based on your voice. I can see now I was proven wrong."

     Kilo smiled again, and leaned towards Matt. He kissed him. After all Kilo was a prisoner what did it matter? Kilo kissed back and pulled Matt closer to him.  Then stopped.

    "Hold on before we continue let me take my heels off." And with that Kilo sat up and took his heels and jacket off. He climbed on top of Matt and started kissing him again.  His hands started fiddling with the hem of Matt's shirt. He gave Matt a look and stopped.

   "Do you want to do this?" He looked at Matt sincerely.

     "Yes. Please um... continue"

       Kilo nodded and went back to taking Matt's shirt off.  He looked at Matt's chest. Didn't really imagine him to be as built as he is. He started attacking Matt's neck by kissing it. He started to unzip and button Matt's pants he got them off and palmed him through the fabric. He gave Matt another look and Matt nodded.  He took off Matt's boxers. 

   "I would assume your a virgin."

   "Yea... is that a..."

   "No. How about we do oral instead love?"

    "That works"

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   Kilo looked at Matt who was currently asleep. He got up and pulled the blanket over him. He did feel guilty now. He had intercourse with Matt just to leave and find... Nevellis. That's why he did this in the first place wasn't it?  Or was he just being a slut? Either one fit.

                  He kissed Matt again.

      He put his clothes and earrings back on and left unlocking the prison door. Time to go find his stuff. He walked for a few hours until he found it. A box with his weapon and just the personal things he had on him. He grabbed it and took off. Time to go find Nevellis.