I can’t wait to be inside you, little bird.
“Don’t sum things up yourself, oaf. I’m not that oblivious. I know that boys just can’t stand with the thought of something to delicate remain untouched, but this is just too overrated. It’s just a virginity!” Suddenly, the hand on her breast tops, which she is thankful of.
“Wait, you’re a virgin?” He sounds shock, as if he hadn’t know. Wait a minute, could it be? He does not know? Did she just give herself up?
With a body so fuckable and a face that can tempt any man, including himself…. She is a virgin? This is so hard to believe…. that he just have to prove it himself.
Vira screams in panic when Xenos tosses her panties to the side and slides a finger in. It hurts, but it is nothing compared to a needle. He inserts his finger into her cunt, with much difficulty, until he reaches a blockage. She’s tighter than he first expected.
She can feel the air down there when he withdraws his finger and parts her lips.
Her hymen, it’s still in tack. He cannot believe this. She really is a virgin.
When she thinks that he is done, though, Xenos surprises her by removing what is remaining on her.
“What do you think you are doing?” she asks, upset.
“Change of plan. I’m fucking you right now,” he replies calmly, as if taking her virginity is merely nothing to him.
“No, the deal is after! You want an audience, right? That’s what you’re after.” She sounds like she is trying to convince herself rather than him. Perhaps she really is not ready for this, despite what she said earlier.
“That’s hardly important. I’m taking you right now.”
He parts her legs wide and rubs her clitoris with his thumb, making her shiver.
“This is a breach of contract. Have you have no shame at all?”
“No, I am too curious in exploring you.”
Centipede
02:27 am
Severn Residence (possibly)
Vira does not count for this to happen. The plan was to make Xenos shows Aramis’ location. Then she’ll attack him. But if things so on, she’ll be left in no choice but to attack him, though that will leave her unable to locate her cousin.
She has to think fast, because time is running out for her.
What will make him stop? She can make him lose his interest. Though from the hard on that is currently pressing her tight right now, that will be hard to achieve. She has to gross him out, somehow. Anything to turn him off.
Closing her eyes, an idea come to her.
Ugly and uglier’s make out session. Ugh. The Human Centipede. Urgh!
Xenos is caught in surprise when a foot springs up and kicks him off balance. He falls on his backside, almost falling of the bed. When he picks himself up, he finds the girl bending out of the bed, follows by the sound of throwing up.
Cursing, he goes in his bathroom and picks up a bin. He places it near her and loses her bound, allowing her to move easier. Reaching a table-stand, he takes his time in pouring a glass of water as he waits for her to finish, before handing it over to her.
Vira takes the glass appreciatively, though requests permission to use the bathroom. Xenos will not give her a chance to escape, so he allows her in as long as he is in there with her.
Once inside, she turns the sink on and begins washing up her mouth. Noticing her shivering, he starts unbuttoning his shirt for her, not wanting to exit to bathroom to give her an opportunity.
The girl frowns when he notices him undressing, thinking that he still wants to go on with his original plan. This is not possible. Me throwing up should gross him out. Why would he still be interested?
But all negative thoughts fly out of the window when he simply places his shirt around her, giving her a bit of warmness to hold on to. And though she appreciates it, she finds herself not liking the scent it gives off.
“Here,” he hands her a glass of water again, this time followed by a pill. “It’s not poison. It’s for your nausea.”
All she does is stare blankly at him. Agitated, he grabs her by the jaws and pushes her mouth open. When it comes to strength, he certainly has the upper hand. Xander manages to pop the pill in her mouth in no time. When she is not swallowing, he pushes the mouth of the glass against her lips and pinches her nose.
She protests in annoyance, feeling like a child again, finding the situation rather similar to when her parents used to forced her to drink bitter medicines when she was sick. The action causes her to gag. Xander wastes no time in angling her head, forcing her to drink.
Her plan works, as it turns out. Xenos dismisses her to sleep with a promise of reunion with Aramis. Instead of occupying other rooms or places, he lies himself beside her. Not to forget in tying her up once more.
Still topless, he falls asleep next to her in no time. His expression is peaceful, not even looking bothered by the smell of her previous ejection.
Seduction
07:02 am
Severn Residence
The next morning, Vira wakes up to find him kneading one of her breasts. She backs away instinctively, and he lets her. Her skirt must have been exposed while she was asleep, because she discovers that the buttons are already halfway undone. That, or he undone them without her consent.
Grinning in satisfaction, Xenos jumps of the bed. He picks up a few clothes from his closet and tells her to get ready. This time, he ties her wrists on the back.
Like it will make a difference, Vira bites the lips from throwing that comment.
Once dressed, though still feels uncomfortable without her bra or underwear, he leads her towards the lower side of the building. Entering what seems to be the underground section, she discovers rows of empty holding cells.
They stop when they get to the end of the hallway. Vira sees a heavy metal door. Using a keycard, Xenos unlocks the door. He pushes it open, causing her to gasp when he sees the sight inside.
Tied to a chair, blood and sweat seems to soak through the ropes that bound him in place. Sagged against the back of the chair, it appears that Aramis is either sleeping or….
Sprinting to his side, she places her lips against his neck, checking for pulse. She can feel that familiar beat, but her shoulders remain tense. She wishes she can do more at this moment, but her hands are tied. They have to remain that way until she can secure an exit for the two of them.
She can feel hands on her sides, tracing and squeezing. Vira does not need to turn her head to know who is in heat.
“I thought you changed your mind,” is her comment.
“I changed it again,” his voice comes huskily as he plants light kisses all over the back of her neck. He only pauses on inhale her scent, something which she finds he often like to do lately.
Well, keep changing it. Because I don’t like this one, she wants to convey, though knows better.
Xenos keeps tracing his hands. One is cupping the weight of her breast, while the other is holding her butt. Then the hand on her beast traces lower until it finds her mount, while the other massages her neck.
These ministrations…. If Aramis is not rendered unconscious and the one touching her is not Xenos, she would probably be tempted in getting rid of her virginity. Too bad she is still a girl in a mission.
Turning around slowing, Vira manages to look at him in the eyes. He likes her eyes, she eventually picks up. Thus, she will make them her greatest weapon of distraction. Closing the distance between them, she kisses him on the lips, all the while making sure that they keep his eyes locked in hers.
Xenos freezes in surprise, yet she keeps giving him more kisses. One, two, five. Then she moves around his jaws, his cheeks, lower to his throat. Finally convinced that this is really happening, he moves his head to the side, giving her better access. He lets out a moan when she nips at his neck.
Chest to chest, the only things that are separating them is their shirts. He can feel her round breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples poking him. Arousal hits
him and he groans.
If he thinks that it is hot enough, he is wrong. Vira moves herself up and down against his body, causing her sex to brush against his hard on. He moans louder, and she moves up to capture him by the lips.
The girl continues with the friction. She keeps moving from his lips to his neck, all the while making sure that he can constantly feel the curves of her lower lips.
Untangling the tie wrapped around her wrists, Vira’s next challenge is to untie herself, while still keeping Xenos preoccupied enough to not notice what she is actually doing. Kissing one side of his neck, she straightens her body. This notion provides a gap around the binds, wide enough for her to slip one hand out. Moving to his mouth, she blocks his view from where her hand begin to move for his keycard.
Slipping a hand inside his pocket is easy enough. But to slip out? She needs to create a moment distracting enough to make him forgets. And what better way to do that than to….
She suddenly throws herself at him, catching him by surprise. This is still not enough, though. Carefully, bending both hands behind her back to make it less conspicuous, Vira sits on top of him. Then she begins to move her hips, and he yields a series of groaning.
In two seconds, she grabs the keycard and slips it inside her—his—pants pocket. Once she has everything she needs, she loosens her arms. He finally realizes that she is no longer bound. Xenos moves to stop her, but it is too late.
Vira aims for the side of his stomach, where he was injured, and throws a punch. His scream echoes through the room.
In lightning speed, she opens her mouth and removes the razor blade that she has kept upon arrival to Seattle. With one swift move, she cuts lose the ropes that bind Aramis. Before she can picks him up, though, she sees Xenos getting up from the corner of her eyes.
Spinning in the air, she makes sure to make contact his with family jewel. The man drops on the floor like a shag of potato, pain too imaginable to make a sound.
Bad move. “You should have stayed down,” she advises him deliberately as she moves to pick Aramis up.
Stunting one arm around her shoulder, she drags him out of the room. Sliding the keycard, she makes sure that the door is closed before Xenos can catch up. That is, if he still can make himself stand at the moment.
Relying basely on her one-time experience coming into this residence for a party three years ago, Vira half-carries the unconscious Aramis out from the building. After a few wrong turns and dead ends, the hallway eventually starts looking rather familiar to her. Make a right, left, pass the frames and she finds the front door. Jackpot!
Opening the door, she finds Ileong already waiting outside at the driver’s seat.
“Took your time, Grandma,” he teases, smiling from ear to ear.
As calm as collected as one can after she has obtained her cousin back, Vira opens the backseat door and places him as quickly and carefully as she can. Ileong exits the car and moves to the backseat as well, knowing that they will need someone to tent to Aramis’ wounds.
“Could have lend a hand there,” she comments when she gets to the driver’s seat.
Taking a first-aid kit from the center dashboard, he delivers back, “What do you think I’m doing?”
Vira steps on the gas, driving out of the resident like an episode of Drive Angry. Ileong barely catches Aramis in time when the car suddenly jerks forward. He is position her cousin back on the seat when he hears her says, “I mean with Xenos.”
“It seems that you handled him just fine.” He opens the kit and damps a piece of clothe with water, before wiping blood off of Aramis. “Besides, the man has been having his eyes on you since the last time you stepped in high school. I bet there was a lot of impingement to do.”
The road ahead is rather narrow, but she manages to maneuver a turn as smooth as the car can glide. “I think he has a bigger concern regarding the massive finale I made, rather than indulging a high school crush.” Thought she cannot say that he has not taken the advantage.
“I don’t know about that, Vira. Do you kiss and tell?” his tone is teasing even when he is busy applying antiseptics to Aramis’ wounds, a cotton ball at one hand and a bottle with the other.
“Speaking about kiss and tell, how did you end up here, anyway?”
“Uh-um. Now that will be, as you Americans say, spilling the beans.”
“Who says I’m one? Besides, this is not a request. I’m merely collecting information for corporation purpose.”
Sighing, Ileong finally shares his side of story. Though not without his own conditions. “Alright, but I’ll want to know how far he’s gone. And if he’s popped your cherry yet.”
What’s with everyone and her cherry? Vira grinds her teeth by the thought.
Assembly
08:13 am
Seattle, on the way to airport
About quarter of an hour passes before Aramis wakes up, now properly clothed and alleviated. He is immediately introduced with the moving tress and road. He stares at the driver, before glancing at the person sitting beside him.
“What day is this?” he asks, his throat sore. Ileong gives him a bottle of water, which he gulps down in one take.
“Saturday,” she answers, causing him to widen his eyes in surprise.
“What the hell? That’s almost a week!”
“Excuse me, but you weren’t making things easy with your barely left clues. Perhaps a simple call next time, before you get yourself kidnapped?” The harshness in her tone causes both of the boys to flinch.
“What’s with you?” Surprise turns to anger, Aramis hisses at her.
Having enough, she hits the break out of a sudden, causing her passengers to jerk for the second time today. Pursuers be damned! She is not having him bitch at her for something he let slipped.
Vira kicks open the door, climb out, not caring if she leaves spots on her car. Copying her movement, Aramis exits the car as well. She circles her way to the front of the car and he meets her halfway.
“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you? You got yourself kidnapped! Since when are you this weak?”
“I was ambushed!” Aramis tries to defend himself. “They were carrying machine guns, which you would have noticed if you had check my car.”
“A car, which is nowhere to be seen, as were you,” she retorts back. “Do you have any idea how aggravated I felt when I found you nowhere in sight? Not even a single clue of where you were? If Ileong didn’t help me, I would be sure as hell still tracking you.”
“Then why didn’t you contact him in the first place? Surely, with his skills, finding me won’t be that hard?”
“I didn’t it would at first. Not until I found all clues covered and led me astray.”
“Well, fuck!” he curses harshly. That is when she slaps him across the face. “Hey—!” Before he can say anything though, Vira wraps her arms around his, bring her face into his chest. Slightly winching from the still-sore injuries, Aramis eases in to the warmth of her embrace and hugs her back.
“I’m sorry,” they say at the same time. Tears slip from her cheeks as she tightens her hold, and Aramis can feel his eyes begin to water, too.
It has always been like this with them. They fight hard and they make up even harder. They would be move weapons involved, if he were not injured.
“I’m just so worried,” she cries after a while. “What if I couldn’t find you? What if I were too late?”
“I know. I’m sorry for not being careful enough, too. But there was something important you have to know.”
“What?” she snaps, upset with the sudden change of subject.
“Your brother’s here. In St. Magoc.” That stops her cries. She looks up at him, her facial expression replaced with a frown instead.
“What the hell is he thinking? Going to a school owned by Xenos?”
“Precisely my reaction. What’s part of the reason why I sticked around.”
“Are you telling me that you could have escaped on yo
ur own?”
“The change was rather low that my first day, but yeah.”
“And to think that I almost gave it up for you!” Now she is angry again.
“Gave what up?”
“Her virginity,” it is Ileong who answers when she does not say anything. He sucks his head out of the window so that they can hear him loud and clear. “She let herself fell into Xenos’ hands just so that she could pin point your location.”
“Like you’re better than me, Mister I-seduced-a-man-out-of-dungeon,” she snaps at him.
“At least I didn’t have to touch him!” he yells back.
“What?” Aramis exclaims in surprise. Then he grabs Vira by the shoulders, shaking her frantically. “What did you do?”
“It was nothing that I wouldn’t do to safe you. He gave an opening and I baited him.”
“She almost made him cum,” the Korean interrupts again, causing her to yell his name. “Ileong!” Yet he still dares to continue. “And trust me, for a guy as hard-headed as Xenos, she must’ve done something really mind-blowing. But don’t worry. She kicked him right in the nuts right after she was done with him.”
“Could’ve done much worse,” Aramis comments.
“Does this mean we’re driving back?” Ileong asks.
The boy smirks. “Like you need to ask.”
The two climb back into the car, though this time Aramis occupies the passenger seat. Vira starts driving in a speed limit, occasionally pulling up the loose sleeves of her shirt. He notices her action and looks down at what she is wearing. These are certainly a man’s clothes.
Dark thoughts begin to float in his mind. Did Xenos give these to her? Did he see her naked? How far did he touch her?
“When we get to you jet, let’s burn those clothes,” he says to her.
Salvage
08:43 am
Seattle, on the way back to St. Magoc
After restocking supplies in Vira’s Porsche and changing her clothes, before driving towards the school with her friends. She is now wearing a jumpsuit, combined with leather jacket and a pair of bondage boots in all black. She has the chance to replace the razor blade that she usually stores under her tongue, along with a new pair of silencers around her waist.
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