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Temptation's Wings	By : Erzulie Category: Dir en grey > General Views: 5145 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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*Same Disclaimer and Original Warning Applies!! Do be warned further about the fact that the chapters will be starting to get a little sadistic here on out on Kaoru's part : x *

Part Four – The Training Chair

Kaoru led his slave outside of the double-roomed cage, going past the comfortable pillows where he’d originally thought he’d leave the unruly little male. A contemptuous little smirk had spread his thin lips. He had much better plans for his prize. Much, much better plans - and besides, Kaoru decided silently, it would be better to get this over with at the very beginning – when the pixie was content to hate him anyway. If it took place later, there could be damage to any bridges they may have built between them. And then of course, Kaoru thought with his smirk growing, there is always the fact that once the mark is in the lesser fey’s skin - he will not be able to go into the auction.
As they moved through the darkness of the Sidhe Prince’s bed chamber, the torches flared to life, and then died once more – giving light to them, and then taking it away when it was no longer needed. Kyo stayed close behind the other, his wildling eyes somewhat wide at the constant magic being worked around him. In his homeland, such simple spells were not expended for such conveniences or luxuries. But then again – dragon pixies were not known for their elaborate ways of life. They were much more natural creatures. Or, as the Sidhe would say – they were far too barbaric and primitive for such fancy things as comfort magic. After all, they nested in caves. Kaoru smirked to feel his pixie’s closeness to his back, but then again – he had not really given him much of a choice other than to be so. He had the leash wrapped several times around his fist, making sure that the length held no slack. Kaoru had to keep the little one close at hand, because he knew that once their destination was realized – Kyo would fight, if he grasped what he was bound for. There were some who never recognized the training chair, until they experienced for themselves, first hand, what it was meant for. The first use, however, was just the tip of the iceberg for unruly little demons. Kaoru knew that his pixie would be seeing a lot of the training chair.

Kyo’s eyes darted around the strange room, as he made sure his bound hands did not reach out for the man ahead of him and grip into his clothing, as he wanted to do on instinct. He was afraid; this room was not what he was used to, nor what he had been expecting. The furniture of the room seemed intimidating in polished beauty – but also in strangeness . . . and the downright vulgar or macabre. Children, or even those with weak stomachs, could not be allowed to see many of things that furnished this darkened room. There were pieces made from magical creatures, twisted and frozen into place to hold their painful stances for the rest of the eternity. When a chair blinked at him, Kyo nearly jumped. This room was an abomination! He was standing in the middle of one of the many reasons why the Great Mother had abandoned the souls of the Sidhe! He whimpered lightly, despite his best tries not to, and his hands reached to grab onto the back of his captor’s clothing. He cursed himself as he did so, as he did not want to seem weak before this Sidhe who had captured him, but instinct and fear were strong opponents in places such as this. The taller male turned to him, and he wrapped the leash around his knuckles once more as he did so. There was a look on the hawkish features which made Kyo back away, his bound hands being drawn close to his own chest as he recoiled. He crouched down and growled as he made his slow retreat, his fangs bared in anger at the other male whom held his leash. Before he could get very far, the Sidhe’s left arm was wrapped around his waist, and he found himself hoisted up off of the ground by the strong arm of the Prince of Darkness and Blood. Kyo let out a snarl, and began to struggle in the arm that held him. He heard the Sidhe Prince laugh at him, and then he was flung backwards into a soft seat. Kyo hit the cushions of the chair, the air being knocked out of him momentarily. Kaoru had released the leash, and the thing dangled down his slaves bared chest as he sat, looking stunned for the second, in the soft cushioned chair.

Kaoru smirked and took a step back. He did not take his eyes off of his captive however, though he did not believe that the rather surprised looking wildling would not make a break for it until after it was too late. The Sidhe Prince’s ever changing colored eyes went to the frame of the chair that his prize was seated in. The training chair looked much like a flower ready to bloom. Or at least, that’s what it reminded Kaoru of. A deadly flower, just waiting to blossom and play with whomever came along. The cushioning of the chair was soft, black, velvet and very warm – a comfortable start to something that could become horrifying for the one seated, if the one controlling the chair wished it to. Around the cushioning were silver vines that bent down when at rest, covering up the thick stemmed base of the chair in arched curls which seemed to hold the chair up instead. When he wanted them to, the vines would come alive, and they would help him control his wild little pixie, who was still staring at him like he’d sprouted three extra heads.

“Do you know what you’re sitting in, Little One?” Kaoru asked, taking a step closer to the chair. He smirked a little harsher when he saw the Wildling’s eyes become alert and wary, the look of surprise having slipped away. Kaoru mad a small motion with his right hand, and the chair responded. Two of the vines came up slowly, and one snaked around the blonde’s bound wrists tightly, holding him still while the other wrapped around his waist and pressed him into the seat. Kaoru couldn’t help but grin as the pixie struggled, and found himself with a third silver tentacle wrapped around his throat and making him stay still against the soft velvet seat. The pixie panted with fear as a fourth vine came up, it’s end serrated and sharp looking – so very much unlike the smooth, rounded arms which held him to the chair so tightly. The fourth vine made it’s way slowly to the little lesser fey’s wrist, as if to help calm him. He growled at the thing as it approached, and Kaoru shook his head as the vine around his prize’s throat cut off the sound. “Be a little more gentle with him, mind you.” The Sidhe Prince stated, and the chair let up its hold on the pixie’s throat, allowing the blonde to gasp for breath. At the same moment, the serrated vine sawed the bounds from Kyo’s wrists, and as the silken ties fell to his lap, the edges of the sharp tentacle became smooth, rounded like the rest that held him down. It took hold on one of his wrists, while a fifth came up to take hold of his other wrists, spreading his arms out so that they rested upon the cushioned arm rests of the chair. The vines held him there, making him be very still. Kyo whimpered out and tried to struggle, but he could not do much in the vice like grip of the training chair.

“What is this?” He snarled, and he saw Kaoru smile, almost sweetly at him. The Sidhe made another hand movement, and two more vines came up. These arms went to Kyo’s legs, one taking hold of one of his toned limbs, wrapping all the way up his legs, save for his smooth inner thighs. He panted as the silver tentacles spread his legs apart, leaving him open to the other male. One more vine came up, and ripped away his skirt before retreating to wrap back around the base of the chair. The trinkets on his belt clanged and jingled across the floor as they met the cool stone beneath the chair and the gauze material of the garment drifted lightly down to rest in ruin - Kyo growled in rage.

“Oh, don’t worry, you’ll have better things to wear soon.” Kaoru stated, and with Kyo bound the way he was, completely naked, he took a step closer to inspect the boy. The chair lifted his captive up more, as if to present his spread body to the Sidhe Prince. “Now, to let you know what has you. This is your training chair. It holds you for me, so I can . . .”

“So you can rape me with ease.” Kyo hissed, and a tentacle came up, it’s end shaped like a ball and began to lower to his face. A gag?!

“No, let him speak.” Kaoru smirked, almost laughing at the pixie Prince. The ball ended arm retreated back to the chair’s base, and Kaoru looked down at the panting blonde held so ready for him. “Well, yes – it could be used for that too, now that you mention it. And of course, it shall be. Though this moment it is being utilized for something much different. But do keep in mind, Little One, that you are a captive – a slave. I’m raping you right now. Your whole existence is a rape, until one of us decides that you no longer will live in constant battle with me.”

“I’ll never give over to you.” Kyo growled up at the Sidhe and the tentacle around his neck squeezed harder, pushing him down from how he had tried to lean up and bare his fangs at the elder fey.

“I said, not so rough with the boy!” Kaoru roared, and the chair seemed to squeak in fear. The grip around Kyo’s neck released, and the tentacle seemed to shiver and massage his abused throat, as if it feared the Sidhe prince’s wrath. “That’s better. Now, Little One, you may say that at this moment, but in time, I will break you.” The Sidhe Prince then pulled off one of his gloves, and he reached out to touch the boy’s left inner thigh, a little purr sounding from him at the softness of the skin. His hand then traveled to the lesser fey’s hips, touching the skin between the scales. He looked up in time to see Kyo gasp with ill-received pleasure, smirking as a glittering blush crossed his captive’s rounded cheeks. “Yes . . . see . . . not so bad, na?”

“Leave me alone.” Kyo growled his voice husky and thick with desire that he couldn’t hide. How could a Sidhe know that place on him so well? Then, he remembered – the Sidhe had been kidnapping dragons to breed with for centuries. It was no true surprise that one would know their favorite, non-genitalia based erogenous zone.

“No, I won’t be doing that.” He then reached over to a table that had suddenly appeared by the training chair. “I’m going to keep you with me for a very long time, Little One. I enjoy your company.” Upon the table was a rounded stamper. A seal. The handle of the seal’s body was silver, and Kaoru picked it up without really looking at it. Kyo’s eyes locked on it, and he panted in fear, watching the stamp bottom of the thing begin to glow. It looked very, very, very hot.

“What’s that for?” Kyo snarled, nodding towards the thing in his captor’s hand. Kaoru smirked at him yet again, and the Sidhe Prince looked down at the thing that had drawn his pixie’s attention.

“Oh, this? Well . . . here, I’ll show you.” A sweet smile spread Kaoru’s lips as he turned the stamper in his hand and pressed the seal into his slave’s left inner thigh. Kyo screamed to feel the thing there, and he instantly knew what was going on. He’d been branded with the Sidhe Prince’s own seal!

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*Notes - Toshiya is fine! He and Die will be coming back into the story soon, and yes, Shinya will make his appearance as well in later chapters! Don't Worry!! Also - Someone asked me how I know so much about the fey. Well, a lot of it is inspired by Laurell K Hamilton's Meredith Gentry series. She uses the Sidhe and lesser fey in there. ::nods:: Most of the stuff she uses is real mythology/folklore, and she uses it to her own imagination. So, I take a basis from what she uses, and make it my own. I do not steal my ideas from her at all though, I let them influence me to make my own fucked up shit ^.~ For instance, Dragon Pixies are my own take on a type of Pixies. Those are not found in her books. The Sidhe culture with slave taking is not in her books, that's all my own thing. I think her Sidhe are a lot more tame than what mine shall turn out to be o.o; Now - the twisted animals turned into furniture is something which came from VtM roleplaying - save for the fact in that, the furniture is made from a certain type of vampire's victims. : x The training chair is from me having a strange obsession with tentacle sex in anime, and a lot of jokes made with my boyfriend about it : x The idea for male pregnancy in this fashion is something which does happen in nature, and I utilized it to make this work out correctly. It was also inspired by those many rps or male pregnancy, and my friend B, who gave me the idea for how they are going to give birth, and how their bodies change on the inside to allow them to carry the child. So, a lot of my stuff is heavily influenced in stuff I read or play or talk about with friends, as well as the music I listen to. . . and then its warped into my own creations by my twisted little mind. ^......^
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