Cain's Reformatory for boys [BxB]

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River

"They sent you to die Little One" The dark voice growls. His voice sent shivers down my spine and I couldn't tell if it was from fear or interest. I took another step forwards, trying my best to ignore my fear of the dark. It was a tiny fear I thought I had gotten over when I was thirteen, but I guess not. My skin burned where I felt his eyes on me. He was watching me, waiting for my reaction like I was only here for his entertainment purposes. I didn't know how he could see me, there was no light and even I was blind, but I knew that he could.

I wiped the fear off my face and straightened out my tense shoulders. I take a leap of faith and walk in the direction I think my bed might be. I knew that ignoring him wasn't the safest route to go down. But I wasn't a fan of giving him the satisfaction he wanted. He wasn't going to know I was scared, of him or the dark.

"Hope you aren't on the bottom bunk, I'm kinda about to lay there" I warn as my hand grazes the metal bars of the bunk bed. Finally, I can disappear from his view.

"You're a funny little thing" Ares says before I hear movement from all around me. My senses are blinded and I try to hurry up and lay down but my wrist gets grabbed. My body's first reaction is to freeze but I stop the action. I can't calm down my nerves but he didn't need to know that. I ignore how his cold skin sent tingles shooting up my arm and say nothing. I only look for his face in the darkness, afraid I might catch sight of his horns.

"Why aren't you scared?" He whispers in my ear, his breath fanning against my neck. I bite my lip, the warmth of his breath in contrast to the coldness of his hand was putting my body in shock. And I couldn't tell why I was so effected by him, other than fear. How could he not smell it? I'm sure it oozed off my skin.

"Your name is Ares right? I'm River." I breathe out, grinning a wide smile. Nice, I just keep saying random things and maybe he'll get bored and leave me alone.

Ares keeps his fingers wrapped around my wrist, "Little one what are you trying to do?" His fingers easily overlap around my wrist and I mentally groan. Now I look so small compared to his strong frame. It wasn't 'I eat steroids for breakfast' but it was 'I work out and am capable of crushing your neck.'

I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly, "I don't know what are you doing?" I couldn't tell if he liked my answer or not, his hand was still on my wrist.

"You're not afraid." Ares observes, his fingers slowly releasing my poor wrist. I didn't notice how tight his grip was until it was gone. My wrist felt like it had been bruised and I'd have to wait until there was light to find out.

"I wouldn't tell you if I was so why does it matter?" I say matter of factly. I'm blindly pushed down to the floor. I let out a groan and try to rub the back of my head. But before my hands can even touch a hair on my head one of Ares giant ones swoops in and pins them above my head. I feel his body hovering above me as he pins me down. He's only being supported by one arm which is below my left arm. I exhale slowly, trying to once again concentrate on his face in the pure darkness. But he blends in so well I see nothing.

"You're pretty bold for someone I could kill right now" he growls, but his voice didn't sound angry. He releases my hands but instead wraps his hand around my throat. I don't move my arms though, I keep them still above my head. He doesn't squeeze but his grip is firm like a reminder that he's holding my life in his literal hand. I feel myself grin despite my heart racing in my chest.

"Kinky" I breathe out, trying to hear his next words over my heartbeat in my ears.

His hand tightens but it still wasn't enough to hurt me but send a warning. A warning I couldn't help but enjoy. Choking was definitely a kink of mine.

"You're lucky you're cute" he growls, keeping his hand around my throat.

I childishly stuck my tongue out at him, "Guess I am" I grin up at him.

He growls, and I roll my eyes and lower my hand onto his. I tighten his hold on my neck and wink up at him. I knew very well that he could see what I was doing so my action wasn't for nothing.

"You can't threaten me with something I enjoy." I inform him, whispering softly.

He releases my throat and rips himself off of me. I stand up and blindly stumble towards the door. Biting my bottom lip to keep myself from laughing. I almost rip it off it's hinges and run out. I race to Kid's room and knock frantically. I hear someone shout that it's unlocked and waste no time letting myself in.

I find Kid sitting on his bed. His nose was deep in some novel and his red hair pushed back away from his face. Ghost was standing next to the open window which he was smoking out of.

"Holy shit you're still alive" Ghost says, looking up at me thoroughly surprised to see me.

I shrug my shoulders, "Call me lucky I guess." I walk over to Kid and collapse down next to him. He jumps slightly, as if he's just now realizing I was in his room.

"Jesus River are you okay?" He practically screeches, scooting closer to the wall so I had more room to lay down.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I laugh slightly as I think back on what just happened back in my room.

"What happened?" Kid asks, shutting his book to give me his full attention.

"Normal Devil for a roommate things don't worry about it" I reassure him. I really hope what just happened wasn't normal. I may be gay but I certainly didn't want to have a crush on that damn Devil. The barely choking that happened is enough with me, I can live without dealing with it again. No matter how much I enjoyed it.

Ghost snorts by the window and I ignore him. He doesn't even know what happened.

Kid frowns with worry and I laugh even harder and gently tug his cheeks upwards to force a smile. He grins and slaps my hands away before laughing.

"Can I tell you about my book? It's really good and I can't keep it to myself" Kid rushes out, genuine excitement spreading across his features.

"Oh god I'm leaving" Ghost groans, running out of the room before Kid can even open his mouth.

I roll my eyes at the always smiling boy before sighing. "Go ahead Kid tell me what your books about."

He wastes no time in diving in, and I try to pay attention as best as I could. But I zone out at the parts it gets boring and philosophical.

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