Nighttime Visitor

I lay in bed, letting my thoughts and emotions run amok. Shame warred with me as I buried my face in my pillow. I felt strange: not exactly violated, but different. The main war going on was whether or not I wanted him to return. My body screamed that I did, that I enjoyed it, that he made me feel good. My mind screamed that he had molested me, that he forced me into enjoying something I shouldn’t have, that I should call the police and have him arrested. Or at least, tell Mother…no, I couldn’t. It would upset her so much, and I can’t bear to see her upset. I just won’t fall asleep tomorrow night: I’ll stay up all night and wait for him to come back, and then call the police the second I see him!

With a battle plan in mind, I let my exhausted body rest.


“Minamino, are you sure you’re alright? You seem a little skittish…”

I flushed, kneeling to pick up the book I had dropped in my surprise. “Y-Yes, I’m fine. You startled me,” I explained. “I didn’t get much sleep last night, that’s all.”

The teacher watched me a moment longer, obviously suspicious of something. I bowed and left as quickly as I could without being rude. I went into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror, trying to determine what it was that was making everyone inquire after my well being. Unable to find a reason, I shrugged and started towards my next class.

The rest of the day passed with the same routine of inquisitive teachers and worried-looking girls. I ignored them all. I could feel myself becoming more and more on edge as the day progressed, constantly thinking I was hearing a voice whispering my name.

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I watched him fidget from a nearby rooftop, knowing that I was the cause. I smiled to myself. He knows I’ll return, and he never said a word about last night…as much as he won’t admit it, he wants me to come back. And who would I be to deny his wish?

It seemed like hours and hours until the last bell of the day rang, but then of course, Suichi had various after school activities that kept him detained in the damn place until sunset. But I was patient; I sat and waited for him, silently flicking from roof to roof so I could keep an eye on his beautiful face.

As he walked home, I could tell he was planning something simply by the way he moved. I smirked. He’s trying to set a trap for me, hm? Let’s see how well he fares… I was confident that I could overcome him; I was, after all, Yoko Kurama, and no human was going to trick me.


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Darkness settled over my bedroom, and my heart began to race as all the night noises suddenly seemed ten times louder. I swallowed my fear and acted like nothing was wrong. It was hard to concentrate on homework when I kept expecting him to sneak up on me, but I managed it, keeping my cell phone tucked away in my lap.

As the clock ticked, my paranoia and hypersensitivity rocketed. I fought it down, closing my books and rising to take a shower. As I stood in the bathroom, I realized with a jolt of adrenaline that I would not be able to keep my cell phone with me in the shower. But he wouldn’t come after me…he couldn’t come after me here…there are no windows, and the door is locked. Besides, I’d see his face and I could report him to the police… Not completely reassured, I remained on constant vigil.

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So that’s his plan…he’s going to call the police the moment he detects any hint of my presence… I smirked. Simple-minded human…still, I was hoping he’d be awake tonight; I’d been looking forward to watching him try and fight me… His plan didn’t set my own back too much; the only extra task I had to complete was to snatch the phone from him before he could press the “Emergency Call” button and notify the police.

I watched him intently as he returned from the shower. My eyes followed his towel as it slid from his alabaster shoulders to pool on the floor at his feet. As always, my breath caught. My only regret with my chosen M.O. was that it was so hard for me to see him in the dark, but watching him at that moment almost made up for it.

My fingers itched to feel that satin skin beneath them, and I bit back a hungry growl. Patience, fox. You’ll have him soon enough… I waited for his lights to go off and for him to climb into bed. It was easy enough to land on the roof without making a sound. He’s facing the balcony. I cannot risk entering through there. But what’s this? He’s left his kitchen window open…how perfect. I crept through the kitchen and up the stairs, stopping outside his bedroom door. Silently I unlocked it before opening it to the bare minimum and darting inside in a fraction of a second. He did not make any sign—conscious or otherwise—that he had noticed my entry.

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It was far too quiet for my liking. As the seconds passed, my anxiety grew and my heart pounded louder in my ears. My grasp on my phone was so tight I could hear the plastic creaking under the pressure. The scary thing was, I couldn’t tell whether the emotion running through me was fear or anticipation.

A church somewhere struck out one AM, and my pulse rushed. Maybe he’s not coming back…maybe he was just threatening me…

That idea was shot as I suddenly felt my cell phone leave my fingers and tasted the silk as the gag was securely bound around my mouth. I tried to turn to catch a glimpse of him but he had my wrists. Turning could dislocate my arms. I struggled madly, panicking, as the ropes were gently but securely fastened. I tried to call out for help, but sound could not escape the silk barrier. He wrapped the blindfold around my head and released my arms.

In vain, I tried to squirm my way off the bed, but I felt his arms snake around my shoulders and froze in something approaching terror as his voice tickled my ears.

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“You know you wanted me to return, Suichi…” I purred, letting my hands stray. “And what proves it is that you did not call the police, or even tell your dear mother. So somewhere, deep inside you,” I dragged my tongue up the side of his neck, relishing his sweet taste, “you want it bad…”

Suichi whimpered, his body beginning to tremble. I could tell it was going to be much easier to win him over tonight than it had been yesterday. My fingers found the buttons on his pajama top again and played with them tortuously. He swallowed.

I chuckled and dragged my lips down to his collarbone, nibbling on it as it was exposed. I literally could have eaten him he was so perfect: the ultimate blend of innocence and reluctance and fear. I stifled a moan of my own and slid the shirt down over his shoulders, letting it hang uselessly from his bound arms.

Keeping my hands and lips on him, I shifted the rest of my body so I was on the bed facing him. I nibbled gently on the soft, delicate skin on his throat, drawing a delicious muffled wail from his obscured lips.

I trailed one hand down to the waistline of his pants, feeling a sob tremor through him. His head went back on its own accord, baring the creamy expanse of his throat. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning quietly; he was responsive beyond anything I could have hoped for. He squirmed half-heartedly as I caressed his flawless abdomen.

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He’s such a damn tease…I wish he would just get it over with… I felt my back arch into his teasing fingers. He slipped his arm around my waist and held me steady. Despite myself, I couldn’t help but admire the strength in those lean arms. My initial fear was trickling away, and I could feel him chipping away at my resistance.

A tingle shot through me as his wandering hand reached my left nipple. I whimpered. His mouth clamped around the pounding pulse in my neck, and he rolled my nipple between his fingers. I was no longer scared of him, but a part of me still fought the pleasure he was so generously delivering.

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I smirked and trailed kisses down his smooth throat and collarbone. Slowly, I took his nipple into my mouth, massaging it with my tongue and teeth. Suichi’s breath caught and he tried to moan. I loved teasing him; he responded so beautifully to every touch that it made him utterly irresistible.

He cried out in muffled surprise as I sucked, dragging his pebbled bud through my teeth. I trailed my fingers down his body and toyed with the waist of his pants. I got no resistance as I moved farther down to caress the growing bulge. His total acceptance is close…I can feel it! Suichi keened in frustration and opened his knees wider. I abandoned his nipples to admire him.

Suichi lay in my arms, panting, with his shirt trailing from his elbows and his legs spread. I growled appreciatively, wishing I could do the same with the pants as I had with the shirt, but hesitant to take it quite that far. I need him to at least know that I won’t go any further than he wants…if not totally trust me. He was all I had ever wanted, and more. With a satisfied sigh, I wrapped both arms around his waist and drew him close, knowing I had him.

I slid my hand around to the back of his head and fingered the knot on the silk gag. “I could do away with this, Suichi,” I murmured, feeling him tense, “but only when I’m positive you won’t go screaming for help.” Suichi shook his head. I smiled. “So you’re trying to promise me you won’t try to cry out?” He nodded. “Good. But if you do, I’m afraid I’d have to leave, and I would not be able to return. And I don’t think either of us would like that…” Suichi whimpered impatiently. I laughed and began to pull at the knot.

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I gasped as the silk fell away, only to be replaced a second later by incredible heat. His kisses were as deliberately torturous as everything else he did. I moaned into it, no longer resisting or fearing or doing anything but dying for more. With a little growl he pulled away.

“W-Why have you stopped?” I managed to pant, trembling in his arms. “P-Please…”

I heard him laugh a little. “You really have given in, haven’t you?” he purred. He grabbed my lips again, halting my response and silencing the last of my nagging doubts. His hands started to wander once more, lazily trailing down my chest and stomach to ghost over the waist of my pants. I whimpered invitingly into his scorching mouth. His hands were tender, teasing, and soft despite the roughness of his lightly calloused palms. I was all too happy to submit to their gentle touch.

The equally assertive mouth pulled away from mine and attached to my throat, sending a shiver of warmth throughout my body as he suckled on my pulse. A tiny sound escaped my lips as a few long fingers slipped under the elastic band of my pajama pants to tease the flesh directly above my boxers. Almost meditatively, he caressed my waistline.

His voice was a muffled vibration against my throat. “What to do with you tonight, Suichi…” I clamped down on a moan at his husky and almost teasingly malicious growl. My heart was racing in anticipation and lust as he languidly shifted to bring his mouth close to my ear.
“I’m willing to go as far as you want me to, Suichi,” he purred, slowly trailing his tongue along the rim of my ear. “I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable, after all.” He paused again to nibble lightly on the top ridge of my ear. I shivered. “So it’s your call, love. I could easily play with you all night, but I won’t because I know you have to get up tomorrow. So what’s it gonna be?”

It took a moment for me to rein in my scattered thoughts. The trouble was I wasn’t entirely sure how far I was comfortable with. I knew that if he kept up his gentle games it wouldn’t be long before I would gladly let him go all the way, and I also knew that I would probably regret it in the morning. I eventually decided that, at least for now, the pants were staying on.

“Done,” he whispered. “Anything else? Anywhere else you would prefer me not to go?”

Slowly I shook my head. “I’ll tell you if I want you to stop,” I managed to pant, aware that I was blushing madly. Before his mouth could resume its deliciously painless torture of my neck, I blurted, “But…why? Why go through all the trouble of making sure I have no idea who you are, only to abide by my desires and my wishes? It doesn’t make sense!”

He was quiet for a moment before he gathered me in his lean arms and kissed me. “Because,” he whispered, “I’d much rather see you writhing in helpless pleasure than sobbing in pain and fear.” For another moment, he merely held me to his chest, and I almost drowned in a haze of forests and roses. I smiled as a hand reached up to stroke my hair. “You are absolutely gorgeous, Suichi,” my mystery lover whispered. “And I would never want to hurt you…”

On an impulse I murmured, “Then…would you untie me…please?”

He chuckled. “Sorry, love. I don’t want to take the chance that you’ll take off the blindfold, see me, and then report me to the police tomorrow…”

I pouted. “But you said it yourself: I don’t want to report you because I don’t want you to not come back!”

“Maybe a little later in the game, Suichi. Not now.” His voice wasn’t harsh, but firm. I could tell there was no point in arguing any further.

“Oh, dear, you’re slipping, aren’t you?” he purred teasingly, running a finger up my lessening erection.

I whimpered, thrusting my hips up to meet his hand. His gentle voice laughed, and his hands returned to torturously rub my nipples. A tiny lance of pain made me yelp but still helped my cock stir back into life. The hand tugged playfully once more; I moaned.

“Mmm, so you like a little bit of pain, then, do you…?” he purred.

I flushed. “G-Guess so…”

"That’s good to know…” Shivers went down my spine at the sultry drop in his voice. Anticipation made my stomach flutter. His strong arms slid around my chest in a fluid, slow motion that raised goosebumps on my bound arms. I could feel the soft cotton of his shirt teasing my chest as the stranger laid me on my back.

I cried out as his own erection ground forcefully against mine. Any further sound was promptly smothered by those infuriating lips. It was incredibly arousing to feel the friction building up, burning through the weak pajama bottoms. I felt my back arch into his strong arms as I sobbed pathetically.

And suddenly, he froze. With a curse he scrambled away, growling, “Your mother!!” Before my hazy mind could comprehend this sudden change of plans, the ropes were off, my eyes were uncovered, and he was gone.

The door opened and the light in the hallway made me yelp again. “Suichi…?” I heard my mother’s worried voice call.

I looked away from the intruding and unwelcome light and mumbled, “It’s alright, Mother. I-I was just dreaming.” I knew it didn’t explain the reason why my shirt was bunched on the bed behind me, but it was the best I could do. I was only glad she hadn’t turned on the light and seen the throbbing erection that my blanket didn’t quite manage to hide.