The Soldier's Hostage

The Soldier's Hostage

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"What is the appeal in being bound?" I looked up at Arthur in surprise, flushing darkly. I looked back into my lap when he glanced at me, still uncomfortable meeting his eyes. "It's not really the binding. It's giving someone else control. It's supposed to be about trusting someone enough to let them do whatever they want with you. Sophia didn't use it that way though." I chanced a look at him and found him quietly considering. He was curious. He tapped his fingers idly against the steering wheel as he thought. He suddenly pressed his lips together. "I don't know that I could do that. I like having the control. I've called it quits with lovers who were too aggressive." I huffed a mirthless laugh. "Well, in a perfect world, someone like me would find someone like you and live happily ever after. Unfortunately, the world is far from perfect." Arthur hummed in agreement and his tension melted away. This story is meant to parallel The Moon's Light and Moon's Reign. Both come after Moon Rise. It is written to make sense on its own, but it picks up abruptly and there is little character introduction.
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"Get out," he sighed. "N-" I got out. "Nah, you can go," he shook his head. "Babe," I called out, but he wasn't having it. "I fucking risked my life trying to protect you. I almost died trying to save you! And when I couldn't, I sat by your side everyday until you could recover! Get the fuck outta here witfh that no contact shit," he shook his head. "B-but," I sobbed. "Nah, Sage," he shook his head. "I attended your stupid relationship therapy sessions hoping you'd at least give me a chance. You asked me to choose, and I chose you. It didn't even feel like a choice! I always put you first! You still won't give me a fucking chance. What more do you want from me? Huh?" "Your forgiveness," I replied, a tear escaping my eye. "Forgiveness?" he chuckled while shaking his head. He took something up and flung it at the door again. "God, Sage," he shook his head. "Please, just leave. Maybe then I can stop hurting." "Nick," I sobbed, but he wouldn't even look at me. "You obviously don't care how I feel. You're gonna do you no matter what. I honestly expected better from you," he said. "Just get the fuck out my face."

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