Ren

Compliance

Ren led me the rest of the way in silence. Had the hallways been full of other metas, I would've understood his lack of acknowledgment, but there was not a soul in sight.

I'd fallen a few paces behind him; his long legs covered so much ground in so little time.  It was ok though that I wasn't walking close to him.  It eliminated the possibility of whatever strange connection we shared to be revived.

I was still struggling to understand it.

There was no specific detail to focus on because the whole experience had left me (in what felt like) a state of suspension.  I wasn't entirely alive, but I was definitely not dead.  The only thing that grounded me to reality was the fact that parts of my body ached, that I didn't realize could ache.

With my very limited knowledge of intercourse and even lesser knowledge of sex – the precipice I was looking over felt both foreign and exciting.  Every nerve ending in my body was awakened in a manor I'd never felt before.  The only thing I could compare it to would've been the adrenaline rush I experienced during a Night hunt. 

The surface was so dangerous, especially minus the dying light of the tired sun.  Crouched perfectly still at the edge of what used to be Central Park – hidden beneath bushes and brambles, I would wait.  The wildlife was already either too afraid to meander around or too powerful to need to wander.  I would remain silent and sensitive to even the slightest movement or sound, while remaining vigilant regarding my own safety.  

How ironic, I considered – stifling a laugh.  We arrived at our destination and Ren made quick work with the keypad.  He pushed me inside the barrack, and I looked around the same sparsely furnished room.  Disappointment.

You should have ignored the pull.  Why didn't you just keep going? You'd have been home by now. Away from here...

"You're sure about that," his mechanical voice responded to my private thought.  I turned to face him and was not surprised by how big he seemed in the small room.  I chose to ignore his unsolicited comment.  

"So, what happens now?" I stood with my shoulders square, unwilling to indicate the depth of my trepidation.  I fought violently against the annoyed tenor my thoughts were taking and goosebumps formed along my arms and spine as he remained silent, watching me.

The power of his presence only fueled the irksome quality of the invisible cloud hanging over me. So far, I'd been ripped from my home, forced underground, virginity taken (quite violently I had to admit)  and all the while I'd remained a compliant prisoner – not once putting up a fight.

A resonating and short hmm came from his mouthpiece.   Something fluttered, deep in my belly, and I swallowed the saliva that involuntarily filled my mouth.  "Interesting," he concluded.

It was difficult to differentiate between what was more attractive to me, his regular voice that was smooth and deep, full of delicious undercurrents, or the mechanically monotonous tone that registered formality and duty above all else.  It appeared I was easily hypnotized by either.

I closed my eyes as the memory of his natural voice melted me, "open your mouth, little girl," Ren had whispered right before he sucked my bottom into his mouth.  As the thought overwhelmed me, I felt the rush of excitement between my legs.  Almost as if I were leaking...  I opened my eyes and felt my face redden.  

The slight tilt of his helmet alluded to the fact he had indeed heard that, but as I considered how truly meaningless his minor responses were, I calmly turned and walked into the restroom just a few feet away.