Sitting very uncomfortably on a small couch. That's what im currently doing. The man, Vasya, sitting on a couch on the opposite side, staring at me.

My cheeks are red, so red I can feel how hot they are. Why? Because the way he is staring at me is sending me into some weird very emotional state.

He has yet to say something, and has just been looking at me for the past what feels like hours. Im guessing he wants me to start the conversation.

Well, just how would I start said conversation? I have not a clue after everything has happened.

Aside from that fact I've literally been taken from the woods, and found myself in a building with multiple people and this- very attractive male, and the fact I should be worrying about my own health, i cant help but worry about my friends, especially Willow.

I feel drugged.

My lower stomach hurts, like a cramp that seems to be getting worse each passing second.

My mind feels clogged, like my thoughts are being taken over, and I am feeling this overbearing need to be held.

As the 'golden child' I am, I've never taken drugs before, but im 99% sure that the way I feel are the effects of some.

'I cant take this silence..'

I bring myself to look at him, swallowing hard when my eyes meet his. Just being in within eye sight of him is making me want to look away, and submit myself to his gaze.

If im honest, I don't mind it.

"..."

Silence. Gosh, I hate silence.

I go to start what would be a very awkward conversation, but my voice is cut off by a sharp piercing feeling through my middle lower stomach, and it is like nothing I've felt before.

I let out a gasp, and let myself place my arms around the area, being careful to not hurt myself and fall off the edge.

I hear a now familiar low growl, and then arms are around me. A very intoxicating scent follows the presence, and with no warning, I throw myself into his arms.

My subconscious is not liking this idea, jumping into a kidnappers arms? I don't know why I did it- but im glad I did.

The pain suddenly gets 10x stronger, and I let out a small but pain evident scream. In seconds, my top is being lifted up and 2 very hot to the touch and rough hands are being placed down on the area that hurts.

And then?

My body seems to be surrounded by a pool of ecstasy, and im on cloud nine.

"Shh.." A voice purrs down my right ear, and im pulled into a very comfy lap. My mind is in a haze, and the next thing I know im begging for something.

What for? I don't know. But Vasya does, and by the look on his handsome face, he wants it too.

"Its alright, I've got you."

His voice is true, but there's something hidden behind it, and I want it. He pulls my legs around him, the tingles going off in all directions, and im my cries are soon enough turning into whimpers and the occasional hickup.

He uses his hand to guide my head onto his chest, which calms me down, a lot. His heart beat makes me forget all my worries, and im only focusing on his broad body wrapped around mine in a tight hug.

"Shh...im here, you'll be okay, hmm?"

Words of encouragement are spoken to me, but the only thing I can comprehend is the burning heat below me. Its hard. Its warm. Its big. Its mine, and I want it.

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