The Heat of Your Touch

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He couldn’t move. He couldn’t feel his arms and legs.

At first, he didn’t know where he was. He was just staring at the wall. It had awful yellowish color, the color of shit stained all over the wall.
He could feel that his head was positioned in one awkward angle, and something soft was beneath him.

He could hear cries in the darker half of the room. They were more like sobs.

The bedroom had awful smell. It smelled on blood. Hot, sticky, crimson.

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“Why going somewhere and pay for the coffee, when I can make it at my place?”

He smiled. Maybe this officer wasn’t bad. But that was one irrational thought. The man was masturbating in his kitchen while watching him and his lover’s lovemaking. It was sick, he knew.

But somehow, Dan’s face looked friendlier than before. It looked more welcome. Better than Seto’s or his father’s face at the moment.

It seemed so good, to make a new friend.

It was silly, but his mind was clouded. He felt a need to be insolent. To show Seto how much his measures were silly and difficult. How his plan to get rid of him really worked.

He wanted him to feel guilty if anything happened to him.

One thing was for certain-he was going insane.

“Yeah, that would be lovely.” he said.

“Ok then, follow me.” Dan said, grinning.

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The cries became more intensive, as he felt something inside him again.

Those sobs were of anger, he could recognize. Of anger and unbearable pain.

This time it was more violent, the way something was hitting his sensitive nerves from the inside. His body was numb. His soul was numb.

He was aware of everything, yet he couldn’t do anything to change it.

He wasn’t tied but he couldn’t move.

He blinked several times. Then he closed his eyes. He could feel the smell of blood again. Somehow he knew it was his.

Then something warm spread all over his rectum. And it wasn’t his. It wasn’t blood.

He could hear hisses and moans and curses. And he could feel some rustling from the same direction where he heard sobs.

And then, when his terrified eyes found the source of rustling and sobbing, they froze from shock.

His eyes met another one, terrified and almost insane.

He could see through the dark the person tied to the chair.

Then all went blank.


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“Listen, I’m sorry for that kiss I gave you that day on the break.” said Dan, placing the cup of coffee on the table before Joey.

Joey took it nervously.

“I heard about that big breakup, it was in all newspapers and all.” Dan smiled sympathetically.” And you left without a trace. “

“Yeah.” Joey said, not wanting to reveal anything. He took one sip.

“I may be indiscreet, but…what happened?”

“Ah, nothing big” Joey waved his hand, “Nothing special.” he was feeling a little numb all of a sudden. Dan was a complete stranger all of a sudden.

“Do you still love him?”

“More than anything in the world and you know that.”

“You’d never put a hand on a mongrel like me, stupid poor cop, right?” there was a bitter tone in his voice. Joey nervously took another sip.

“Look, Dan…”

“No! I knew it!” Dan was shaking his head.

“No…It’s just…” Joey didn’t know how to put it, “it’s been a fight and we decided against living together.” it was more than clear what Dan was up to, since the numbness in Joey’s head became worse than before.

‘Oh, shit!’ he thought, regretting his stupidity. He was avoiding the obvious facts. He was running straight into the abyss.

He decided to play his game. That would be the smartest thing he had done in past 24 hours.

“B-but I’ve…I’ve been there, in your apartment and found out that you sold it!”

“I’ve bought another one…Well, Seto did it.” Joey said, supporting his head with his hand.

“Seto, Seto, Seto! He’s everything! He can do everything! He can buy you the entire world! He can fuck you the way you like it! Senseless, brutal…!” Dan suddenly stood up, pacing all over the kitchen nervously.

“Is that what hurt you the most, huh? That you did nothing that could make you famous and successful.” Joey snapped, “You constantly want something that you will never have!”

“Oh, we’ll see about that!” Dan jumped, grabbing Joey by his shirt.

He was pulling him into another room, the one with shitty yellowish walls.

Dan pushed him on the bed.

Joey was too much drugged to defend himself, although his being was screaming.

Words were the only weapon he could use.

But he couldn’t use them rationally.

His hatred towards Dan took over.

As he was hovering above him, ripping his clothes and staring at his body in awe, Joey was teasing him.

“Wasn’t it good, the performance in the kitchen? Something that you, bastard, never experience. Because…” he was getting slower, his tongue was tripping over his teeth,” Seto will come to save me…”

Dan punched his face hard.

Then he injected him some more drugs.

“Oh, my God, you’re so beautiful…” he whispered, caressing motionless naked body that was spread over the bed.

Then it went blank before Joey’s eyes.


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He was trying to fall from the chair so he could set himself free. But it wasn’t working.

Then his eyes froze on the pair of amber eyes.

A tear streamed down his pale face.

‘I couldn’t protect you…’ he thought, as everything was falling through.

Dan stood from the bed, his cock was rocking left and right, semen still pouring down the tip.

He could feel his awful smell as he was approaching, laughing at the tear that stained his perfect cheek.

“He is mine now” he said with a husky voice, “And I’m glad you agreed to be my audience.”

Then he laughed again with a laugh of a sick man.

Then he left the room, probably to wash himself.

The sobs became more frequent. He was looking at the sight, that awful sight, unable to look away or close his eyes.

‘I couldn’t protect you…’ his mind was screaming.

He closed his eyes at last, when he noticed Joey’s gaze.


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“Mr. Kaiba, somebody wants to see you. He says his name is Dan Murray.” said the secretary.

He could feel nausea in his stomach at the simple mention of that name.

He wasn’t sure what that scum wanted. It definitely left him surprised.

Hatred started burning from the inside.

And then he ordered:

“Send him in.”

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“Where do you want us to go? Why couldn’t we talk in my office?”

“Because I want to show you something.”

And then Dan punched him.

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The body was motionless, but the eyes were burning.

“Seto…” he could hear a muffled cry. “Seto…”the voice was hoarse.

The body was lying on the stomach and its head was turned to the side where he was sitting, tied to a chair, the cloth in his mouth.

‘I can’t help you…I can’t…I can’t…’

‘I’m sorry…” the voice said, and Joey closed his eyes again.


There was no pain. Only numbness. But he could feel streams of blood pouring down his legs.

It was hot, beautiful…

He opened his eyes. The inner feeling was the worst. His paranoia and mistrust pushed him in this abyss.

Seto was watching.

He betrayed his lover.

It was over. It was finally over. And he was looking forward to his end. It didn’t matter anymore.

‘I don’t want to look at you. I betrayed you. I let you down.’

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TBC…