An Orange's Sugar (Narancia x Passione Members)

Tie me down and get a peice of me, instead. (FugoNara)

(This chapter includes bondage and blindfolds, so just a heads up if you don't like it, also, art not mine)

Narancia's POV:

I was playing videogames quietly in my room when I heard my door slam open. I felt the wind crash against my back, and I cracked my head back to look at the door. There, I found an overly pissed Fugo lightly growling at me. In his hand was a fork. Oh shit.

"Narancia." He snarled.

I knew exactly what he meant. I was fearing the worst, but I had no idea what was to come.

"Where," he continued "is my strawberry cake."

I knew very well I was fucked.
His tone of voice arose fear in me, and I was scared for my life. I had never seen him so pissed.

"W-well Fugo...." I gulped, "I may or may not have eaten it." I was prepared to die. Fork in hand, he approached me. He then raised it to my chin and lifted my head so I was looking right at him. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, trying to look anywhere but him. He noticed this, and pushed the fork so it was already denting into my chin. I swallowed the saliva that was already running dry, and gradually looked up at him.

I was expecting a menacing and killer face, but instead, deep in his eyes, I could see lust. Lust, and deep planning. He smirked and licked his lips. My face turned red at the little to no distance between me and him.

"You ate my cake, didn't you?"

"Y-yeah... b-but please don't kill me I really didn't mean it and-"

He cut me off mid-sentence by canceling the distance between us, putting his lips on mine. This, naturally, surprised me.

I adored him, start to finish. Ever since I met him I knew he was the one. I would get flustered when he was around and I'd piss him off on purpose, just so he could be close to me. I couldn't get his attention otherwise.

This whole situation was quite the shocker, but what got me most off guard was when he undid his tie and lifted it to my eyes.

"F-Fugo... what are you doing...?" I trembled as he put his knee on the sofa between my legs for what I supposed was to gain support. I was wrong. He tied his tie like a blind fold over my eyes and then, with the knee that was on the sofa, he softly grinded against my crotch. My breath hitched at the sudden friction, I could feel his warm breath in my ear.

"You took a piece of cake from me, and I think it's about time I took, well, you know what, from you~" He coldly whispered into my ear. I shivered at the dirty talk and sputtered out a few words;

"N-no I don't know what you're talking about..." I obviously knew what he meant, but I felt like teasing him a little would settle my nerves ever so slightly.

He chuckled lightly. "You'll figure it out soon enough~" he replied, softly nibbling at my ear.

Fugo's POV:

It was all playing out just as I had intended.

He's gorgeous, I thought, he's tiny, adorable and stupidly oblivious to what I've been planning. I chuckled to myself.

"Poor you, Narancia..." I smiled at the way he reacted to that, his breathing shaky, his muscles tightened.

"You think you're getting to me."

He held his breath. He's so dumb, trying to tease me like that. How did he not know that I was way ahead of him?