Prey for the Beast Part 7
Listening carefully and making sure that Solo was truly gone, Duo wiggled his body around until he could reach his braid. He hadn't tried to reach around for it earlier because he was sure Solo had checked it and removed any hidden surprises. Solo knew he used the braid as a secret hiding place, but now that he knew about Duma, there was a chance that Solo had kept the information from him.
He was relieved to know, on some level, that the obsessive behavior his former best friend had been displaying was due to the demon's influence. He was worried about his friend. He had to free him, but he knew he would need the others to do that.
Finally, he was able to reach his braid. Delicate fingers gently penetrated the woven silken and found his salvation. He still had his lock picks carefully hidden in the sturdy braid. Sighing with relief, he removed the slender device and maneuvered it to his lips.
It had been a long time since he had used his mouth to pick a lock. He slid the delicate point into the lock on the cuff and gently began to twist the device. Sweat began to build and drip a little bit as the strain began to wear at him. Apparently Duma knew he was a master thief and had taken care to select special cuffs that would be difficult to break free from.
He resisted smiling as he heard a series of small clicks that indicated he was close to conquering the lock. Just a few more turns should do it. Forcing himself to continue to keep a slow pace, he heard to more clicks as a reward for his hard efforts. One more should do it. Taking a deep breath without unclenching his teeth, he used his mobile tongue to manipulate the slender pick for a final turn, when he heard a crack. Moaning in failure, he watched as the pick shattered from the strain put on it.
Holding back tears of frustration, the elfin youth watched as the remains of the pick fell to the floor. He had been so close. He drew in a shuddering breath and lifted trembling fingers to his braid one last time. He pulled out his last lock pick. If he failed with this one, Duma would carry out his sick plan; he would die and Solo's soul would be destroyed forever.
Duma grinned in triumph. He had finally beaten down Solo's resistance. The small part of Solo that was left was totally drained now and easily imprisoned so that he could not interfere further. Now he would deal with that delectable little bitch in the other room. He was already hard and wet at the thought of ramming himself repeatedly into that soft, supple form. He would savor every pained cry that came from those full lips. It really was a shame he couldn't keep him, but he needed to end Solo's resistance once and for all and the destruction of his "little brother" would insure that it happened.
Duma slowly undressed, letting each caress of the removed clothing raise his desire. Inside his head he could hear Solo pleading with him to stop. He gave the weakened soul a mental slap to silence him and then sent horrific visions of him thrusting in and out of Duo's unwilling body, tearing the delicate flesh with his huge oversized cock. He filled Solo's mind with blood flowing from the delicate and helpless body of Shinigami and then, after he had violated his victim several times; he would rip out Duo's heart and feast on its sweetness. He laughed at Solo's agonized cries at the mental torture.
He was ready. He approached the door and stopped just outside, letting his anticipation build. He reached down began to pump his dripping erection, using his magic to make it even larger. He would enjoy the fear and shock the monstrous organ would inspire in the helpless hunter.
Grinning evilly, he opened the door and stepped through, eyes going immediately to his helpless prisoner on the bed. A minute later, a howl of rage was heard as Duma realized his victim had escaped. He stared in rage at the empty cuffs, dangling from the headboard.
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Duo ran through the woods and furthered the distance between himself and the demon that inhabited his friend. He smirked softly to himself as he heard the raging cry behind him. He laughed softly as he waited for Duma to discoverer the surprise he had left for him.
~*~
Duma was snarling as he raced to the open window that his prey had fled through. Yet, he could smell the sweet blood of the slender youth; he must have cut his hand as he escaped. The rich aroma of the ruby liquid filled his senses and he vowed that the elfin boy would not escape the fate he had planned for him.
He stepped up to the window, only to collapse in pain as he hit a blood spell left on its frame by his supposedly helpless prey. The spell wound bands of red around his body and slowly contracted. The bands tried to crush their captive prey, but Duma was very old and powerful. He knew he could escape the bands, but he would lose precious time in doing so and his prey would escape.
~*~
Duo staggered a bit as he felt the spell he had set activate. He knew that it wouldn't hold Duma long, but it would hold long enough to strengthen the distance between them. He knew Zechs disapproved of blood magic, it could be very corrupting if not used wisely, but he'd had little choice. It had worked and he was free, that was all that mattered at this point.
~*~
Heero suddenly jerked as he felt a wave of euphoria coming from his missing mate. He turned to go out the door, when a hand of steel stopped him. He eyed his angry leader as the man growled at him.
"I thought we'd settled this earlier! You do not go anywhere without my permission second!"
"It's Duo, I can feel him! He's gotten away and he's trying to get back to us! Please, we have to go, now!"
Treize stared into Heero's earnest and frantic eyes and nodded. The elite and the leader of the hunters all ran out the door to find their missing comrade.
Heero was filled with the strong emotions of his lover and it was helping him to pinpoint his location. The closer the two came towards each other, the stronger the bond became. He could feel that Duo was very close now, they had to be almost on top of each other.
~*~
Duo was tired and knew he couldn't go much further, but he also knew his mate was near. Grasping at the fading crumbs of his energy, he plunged through a thicket into a clearing and spotted his beloved on the far side. "Heero!" he managed to gasp before he collapsed.
Heero raced across the clearing and gathered up the exhausted youth in gentle arms. He frantically nuzzled the pale form in his grasp, assuring himself that he was ok. He crooned softly to his love, stroking the trembling flesh and calming him down.
"Duo! Are you all right? We were worried sick about you!" shouted Zechs.
Orchid orbs gazed sadly into his eyes. "Zechs, it was Solo but it's not his fault. He's possessed by someone you know, someone who wants revenge on you and Treize. Zechs, Solo is possessed by the demon Duma."
Zechs and Treize both paled. "God help us. He's come back and we don't have the bond to defeat him this time."
TBC...
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