Stephen's Point Of View
'Seriously? I can't believe he agreed to come with me!'
Stephen was elated, he never thought he would actually come along. He looked so terrified, yet here he was sitting in Stephen's passenger seat, fidgeting with his seat belt, absent-mindedly looking out the window.
Every now and then he could feel him stealing glances. He was serious about what he said to him... well mostly serious. There was no way in hell he'd let Mizuyuki forget about him, but he would gladly take things slow, if only to savor the reward.
'Even I understand that you can't force someone into this kind of lifestyle.'
However, even though Mizuyuki looked scared out of his mind, he held a stable amount of curiosity in his gaze. Stephen would love nothing more than to kindle, then ignite that curious fire of his.
Just thinking about all the things he wanted to do made his mouth water. He may not be known as a man of patience, but he'd like to pat himself on the back for holding back as much as he has.
Taking in a long steady breath he almost let out a deep, heady groan. While lost in thought, his car slowly filled with Mizuyuki's smell. So crisp and strong, so nostalgic and yet so foreign. Like a winter stroll through the woods.
"U-uh, so how far do you live from the c-club?" Mizuyuki asked, breaking Stephen from his thoughts. Stephen glanced over at Mizuyuki, noticing his growing nervousness.
"Not too far now, about 10 minutes." He replied.
'I wish I was better with words, and knew of a way to calm him down.'
"So tell me more about yourself. Anything you're curious about? I will answer you honestly." Stephen said.
"Well um... I'm an only child. My parents were murdered when I was almost 18. I-..."
"Murdered? Not killed, or died accidentally?" Stephen interrupted unintentionally.
"Well um... yes. Some men broke into our home. Though I couldn't tell you what they were looking for or whether or not they found it. They killed my parents in front of me. Then kidnapped me. It was 4 days before Myah found me and took me under her wing." Mizuyuki said, swallowing dryly.
Stephen could tell there was a lot he was withholding about the incident. His eyes and body language practically begged him not to pry further. Stephen wasn't that much of a sadist to force him to relive past traumas.
"I'm sorry that happened to you." Stephen said, tightly gripping the wheel.
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Mizuyuki's Point Of View
Mizuyuki didn't know why he felt so comfortable telling him so much about himself. His past was so daunting that he tried very hard to suppress it and never think about it again. He just hoped he would never have to go into detail about the 4 hellish days he spent in captivity.
I wanted to fill the empty silence with anything other than my horrific past. So I ended up asking a question, that had no business being at the forefront of my thoughts.
"S-so uh, what kinda stuff are you into? Anything specific you require of your partners?"
For a moment I could have sworn I saw Stephen's whole body tense and the car lurch forward. Then as if nothing happened Stephen lightly chuckled, while cracking a boyish smile.
"Ah, Mizu. I am doing my damndest to be a gentleman, and here you go blatantly kicking the bear."
I froze and shuddered at his words. Also hearing him shorten my name so familiarly made my heart quicken.
'In all my years I don't think I've ever heard someone say my name in such a way...'
It was like a throaty groan, that seemed to plead for permission. My body readily wanting to agree.
'Why? Why him though? What is it about this guy that makes me want to give in and obey so easily?'
I couldn't wrap my head around it. It was the same when he had asked for just a single night. I thought the logical answer would be to decline and go home, to forget all about that club.
Yet here I was willingly sitting in this man's car, not the least bit worried that he was headed in a direction much further away from my own home.
"Allow me to be blunt. Even though I don't want to scare you away, I also would like you to know that I draw the most pleasure from my partners, when they writhe in heated anticipation, and reach the height of pleasure and pain in the same breath." Stephen said, unaware of the state he had put my body and mind in.
I couldn't deny my curiosity anymore. I was scared to be sure, but my curiosity got the better of me and I could no longer ignore it.
Wanting to hide my face in case my thoughts showed, I glanced out the window, then gasped in awed surprise.
We had pulled up at a humongous house... no, house was putting it too lightly. This was clearly a frikkin mansion!
'I never doubted the man's wealth but this is just ridiculous!'
"U-Um... you live here? A-All by yourself?" I stuttered.
Stephen let out soft chuckle, then got out of the car. Then smoothly walked over to my door and opened it for me.
"Well... it's the family home, buuut since my parents are divorced and neither one has set foot in this house for years; I'd say yeah, I live here all alone. Servants not withstanding." Stephen said, holding out his hand to me.
I couldn't believe my eyes as I took his hand. I took a deep breath before exiting the vehicle, every fiber of my being told me, I had only scratched the surface of the lake I had blindly jumped into.
'Well, no turning back now. So... way down we go, deeper into the rabbit hole.'