17. Drugged

HUGE WARNING FOR THIS ONE. It has some STRONG non-con vibes, even though nothing truly sexual happens. Forced drugging, too, and just general creepiness. Please don’t read if any of the above bothers you!

Three bites into the slice of cake you so conveniently left out, Kanato drops the fork. About ten seconds later, Teddy falls to the floor.

You take that moment to appear in the kitchen beside him, standing just across the room. Kanato’s eyes, already starting to go glassy, flicker over to you with nothing short of panic.

“Did the cake taste good?” you laugh, and that panic blossoms into terror. You lick your lips and Kanato shudders all over.

“What did you do?” he whispers, sounding small and weak.

“Just a little potion from the demon world. Don’t worry hon; it’s nothing fatal.” You step towards him, swipe up a bit of frosting from his plate, and lick it off your finger. “Won’t hurt me, either. That means I’ll be plenty safe to have my fill of you, you know?”

Kanato is going shaky all over. You can see it. He forces himself to stand up, and gets one step backwards before he crumples to the floor, limp as the dolls he treasures. A pathetic little moan leave him, terror-filled at the sudden lack of control over his body. He can’t move right now, but his mind is plenty aware. It’s just how you want him to be.

“See, sugar, I was getting sick of all your whining when I bite you.” You crouch next to him, place a gentle hand on his back. “I’m going to teach you to be good. You won’t make a fuss this time, we can be sure of that.”

With Kanato limp, it’s easy to scoop him up. He doesn’t kick or struggle, and you’re able to simply carry him to a more private room.

In one of the more isolated studies, you ease his pliant body down onto a couch. “See, I won’t be rough,” you laugh, delighted at the fear in his eyes. While his body is as good as paralyzed, his mental processes haven’t been affected a bit, and you can just imagine how afraid he is now.

Sitting down next to him, you lift his wrist to your mouth sinking your fangs in. Kanato doesn’t so much as flinch, but a soft, involuntary whimper leaves him, and you smile against the soft skin. How cute.

Soon enough, you move on to ripping his shirt open, exposing his deathly pale, skinny chest. You bite just below his collarbone, and begin to work a path downwards, leaving a trail of bloody wounds in your wake. You settle at the meat of his stomach, where a few too many sweets have resulted in one of the only soft parts on his thin frame.

The flesh there gives easily, and Kanato moans again, sounding terrified and pained. He still can’t so much as twitch, though, and you relish not having tiny hands clawing at your back for once.

His fight is cute, of course, but toying with him like this is a rare chance… one that you will treasure.

How sweet, to have such an pliant little doll to play with.