The Ties That Bind

Ahaha, Rhelle has now begun her first yuri fic >:D Actually, it’s a mix of yuri and het, but whatev. I need to balance all the yaoi I’m writing.

Pairings contained in fic:

Mai x Isis

Mai x Yami no Malik

Isis x Yami no Malik

Mai x Isis x Yami no Malik

Isis x Malik

…And I think that’s it. Yes, I am a twisted little freak. There’s also a great deal of bondage and kinkt sexx0rz. W00t.

The “she” in this prologue is Isis; the “he” is Yami no Malik. Have fun, my little pervs >:D

If she had been deaf, she could have heard him coming; if she had been blind, she could have seen him, moving closer and closer to her in the shadows.

She was alone in the room, trapped as surely as a cornered deer, or a rabbit when it feels the hound’s breath on its neck. She could not remember ever being so afraid.

He knew this. He could taste her terror, he drank it like wine.

Ah, ye Gods. She closed her eyes. Her terrified her, disgusted her…and even now, he does not fail to arouse her.

A shadow falls over the room. He is here.

He walks like a dancer, like a cat stalking its prey. No one would deny he is beautiful, in his own strange way - spiked hair, faraway violet eyes, dusky skin, her own brother’s magnificent body.

Yes, he is beautiful. And that is what makes him so dangerous.

“What do you want?” she hisses.

He smiles wickedly. “You.”

Her back is pressed against the wall. He moves closer until he is pressed against her, caressing her face, grinding his hips against hers, until her body begins to respond to his arousal.

“Neesan,” he whispers to her, his breath hot and sweet in her ear. A blasphemy, her childhood epithet turned into a lover’s pet name. Malik used to call her that.

She wants to protest, but finds she cannot; she wants to look beyond all this, but all she can see are his eyes. Their pupils so wide, like black moons that shed no light, endless wells that draw her deeper and deeper into their darkness….

Review, my loves. Or I’ll chain you to a wall and whip you ^.~