On the Isle of the Labyrinth

ON THE ISLE OF THE LABYRINTH

a Melody of Oblivion fan fiction by Setzuka


Note: This is a yaoi NC-17 rated fan fiction containing the pairing of Hor/Kurofune. Non-con/questionable consent also appears in this story, along with some mild B & D elements. This story also contains vague mid-series spoilers. If any of these aren’t your cup of tea, then you should skip this story. If that doesn’t bother you, feel free to continue.
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Disclaimer:Though I\'d love to, I don\'t own any of the characters within this fic. I also make no money off of this story.

Running through the winding passageways of the labyrinth, Kurofune tried to catch sight of his enemy, the bovine monster, Hor. All the creature seemed to do was play games and speak in riddles. He still didn’t know how he kept escaping from the island. “How did I leave the labyrinth?” the creature’s words echoed in his head. “I discovered that what lies outside this labyrinth is the true labyrinth.” Regardless of what meaning the thing intended, Kurofune would put an end to its antics. It wasn’t that boy’s job to do. He had begun this journey, and it was his to finish.

Hor watched the meros warrior from the shadows above as he trekked through the labyrinth once more. The man had found his refuge during the War of the 20th Century, engaging him in intermittent combat for decades before finding his way out. None of the other meros warriors had the tenacity of Kurofune. Curiously, rather than engage other monsters in combat, Kurofune seemed to have singled him out for some reason or other. Was it a matter of pride, since Hor had escaped with his life after that near-fatal encounter in the labyrinth so many years before? Having nearly met his end at the hands of the man had certainly made the warrior more interesting in the eyes of the creature.

Hor sensed the departure of the pale-haired boy…Boca he had said his name was. So you were able to make it out, young meros, he thought to himself. The loss of the warrior-in-training didn’t bother the monster. He had more interesting things to attend to. Unbeknownst to Kurofune, the island had begun to sink into the depths of the ocean. Since the labyrinth was a construct of space-time chaos, those within it were unaffected. Hiding the island in this way was the means by which Hor kept the location of his sanctuary unknown until he wanted it to be found. Hor turned his attention back to the violet-haired warrior, who was choosing yet another path to venture down. As the tallest mountain of the isle was swept beneath the sea, the creature smiled. “You are mine, Kurofune, now and for all time. I’ll not let you go.”


Kurofune paused as he took in his surroundings. It was difficult to tell whether or not he was traveling in circles, since many of the halls and passageways of the maze looked so similar. It was also becoming disturbingly quiet. Usually that creature would appear before him to taunt him in some way. But it seemed like hours since he’d even caught a glimpse of the beast. Had he left the labyrinth yet again? Or was he concocting yet another game that Kurofune would be victim of? As he walked to what seemed to be a dead end, the wall changed into a window. Through it, he could see that bastard Hor talking to someone who had his back to the window, his body partially obscured by a column in the room that the person was leaning against. The man said something that made the monster laugh and begin to sidle up to him. The nameless man was shirtless, wearing too-tight leather jeans. Hor seemed to look right at Kurofune as he peered through the window over the man’s shoulder while embracing him, giving him a wicked smirk as he ran a gloved hand through the man’s all too familiar violet hair. “What-,” Kurofune started to say.

“You must be tired Kurofune,” said a familiar voice to his right, “with all this running around you’ve been doing.” Kurofune turned to the direction of where Hor stood in mild confusion, sparing a glance back to where the window, now replaced by the wall, had been. It must have been another rift in time that I was looking at, Kurofune thought to himself. But who was that man, he looked like…Hor’s voice interrupted the flow of his thoughts. “You’re ignoring me, I’m hurt,” the creature said with a mock stricken look on his face, making a gesture to match. Kurofune raised his crossbow level at the creature, his expression fierce. “I’m tired of these stupid games, you damned bull.” At that, he fired his arrow toward the being. Dodging the blow, Hor vanished yet again. The meros arrow struck the wall, shattering it with the loud crunching of stone. Light could be seen through the entrance opened by the arrow. As the warrior ventured closer, he could see that it was a concealed passageway. Kurofune cautiously entered.

After traveling a short distance, the passageway opened up into a sparsely furnished room. It contained a bed against the far wall, a desk, chair, and a long mirror on the wall to the left of the bed. As well as he could see, the room had no other exits other than the passageway. Great, another dead end, Kurofune thought. “See what a gracious host I am,” Hor remarked as he stood behind Kurofune, blocking the exit, “I provided a place for my tired guest to rest.” The warrior began to raise his crossbow at the beast, “Thank you, but I’d prefer to stand.” “As you wish,” the monster said, shrugging his shoulders. Before Kurofune was able to target him, something grasped the warrior’s wrist from above, tightening and causing him to drop his weapon. It was a chain! Another grasped his other wrist, wrenching both arms upward until he was standing on the balls of his feet. “What’s the meaning of this?!” the warrior shouted at Hor. “Come now. I just thought since you’re not quite so tired, that we could have a little fun,” the beast answered with an amused grin. Kurofune struggled against the chains. But his efforts were in vain. “I should have realized someone like you would think this kind of thing is fun,” he answered with a sour expression.

Hor stalked closer to the bound warrior, his expression predatory. Kurofune wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. Lashing out with his foot as the beast stepped closer, he attempted to do just that. Before the blow could connect, a chain from the floor grasped the offending extremity as well as the other, wrenching them down and apart. His wrists were drawn up even farther as he made a strangled groan. Now he was suspended a few inches from the ground, all his body weight on his wrists. His struggles only made the bonds tighter. Kurofune couldn’t believe how blindly he had walked into the monster’s trap. “If you hadn’t been so rude, I wouldn’t have had to treat you like this.” “Bastard!” the warrior shouted at Hor, “If you’re going to kill and eat me, just do it.” Hor now stood before him, reaching out a gloved hand to stroke his face. Kurofune attempted to pull away, but there was no place to go. “But I don’t want to kill you, Kurofune,” Hor said to him as he stroked down the angle of his jaw, “This is just the culmination of this waltz we’ve been performing all this time.” Angered by the creature’s attempt to minimize his life efforts, he said, “You think this has been some kind of dance?” Hor leaned in against the side of the warrior’s face as he turned away. “All we’ve ever done is dance, noble meros,” he remarked into the shell of his ear, “But you can’t expect me to be satisfied with that, can you?”

Hor licked the angle of his jaw before pulling away somewhat to start unfastening Kurofune’s coat. The warrior renewed his struggles as he realized what the beast intended to do. “Get off me!” he shouted. He wouldn’t let himself be humiliated. He’d rather be killed outright. Hor only smiled. “You say such harsh things, but inside, you don’t really mean them.” “How can you possibly say that?!” the warrior answered, angered by the turn of events. “You’ve been battling me for so long, Kurofune.” Hor answered him, “How come you haven’t killed me yet? Out of the hundreds of monsters on this world, why am I the only one you’ve turned your attention to?” Hor pulled Kurofune’s dark t-shirt up to reveal a sculpture torso, stroking it idly with a gloved hand. “It was oh so noble of you to remain here instead of the boy to engage me in battle to keep me in this labyrinth. Or is it because after all these years, you can’t bare to let me go?” “You are sick,” Kurofune said, trying and failing to pull away from the beast’s touch. Hor smirked at him, pulling away to stand before him. “I think you’re lying. Your warrior pride has gotten in the way of your true feelings. So I think I’ll ask your body instead.” At that, Hor snapped his fingers, and the warrior’s trousers and undergarments began to slide down. More chains grasped his thighs as the ones on his ankles loosened and pulled the clothing off before returning to their original position. “Neat trick, huh?” Hor asked the warrior. His only response was a sullen look as the man hung by his wrists, suspended spread-eagled.

Despite his current position, Kurofune managed to muster a fierce glare. “If you touch me, I’ll make you regret it.” “Don’t be so nervous,” Hor told him, grinning. “It will only hurt if you want it to.” The creature caught the warrior’s chin, leaning in to kiss him on the lips, more gently than expected. Kurofune stiffened. He wasn’t going to give the thing the satisfaction of any movement or sounds out of him. The monster wasn’t discouraged by this, however. In fact, it made Hor more determined in his efforts to bend the will of the proud warrior. Hor’s lips moved across the man’s cheek, trailing wet kisses down his neck as gloved hands caressed his sculpted chest. Kurofune stiffened as he felt Hor’s lips close around a hardening nipple while pinching the other. Hor gave its counterpart the same loving treatment before traveling down the warrior’s well-built body, pausing to stab his tongue into his navel. He kissed the skin above the violet curls, sinking lower as Kurofune tried to stifle a gasp. He looked down at Hor, who to his embarrassed arousal, was planting kisses on his member before engulfing it down to the hilt. Hor gazed up at the warrior with half-lidded eyes, smirking around his hardening cock as he worked. Perspiration having broken out over his face, Kurofune shut his eyes against the sight. He was horrified by the way his body was starting to respond to the creature’s ministrations. Hor released his arousal with a moist sound. “Why so silent, Kurofune? I know that you’re enjoying yourself. I’ve hardly begun, and you’re already like this,” he said, idly stroking the erect member. “I’d really like to hear you.” The man gave no answer, eye shut tightly. “I know just the thing,” the monster remarked.

The handsome creature crawled through the warrior’s spread legs to the area behind him, turning around to grasp and knead firm buttocks. Kurofune’s breathing deepened, his arousal now rock hard to his dismay. Hor kissed the warrior’s lower back, and planted wet kisses on each buttock before spreading his cheeks more, traveling inward. Kurofune’s eyes opened with a start. He’s not going to-, he thought before having to swallow a groan as Hor laved his puckered entrance with his tongue. The being had also taken up fondling his sac, rolling the contents between his fingers. Kurofune couldn’t remain still, tensing and relaxing his arms and legs. His toes began to curl as he felt himself being penetrated by the creature’s tongue. Hor continued to play with the warrior’s body, amused by how he was making the proud man pant and dance in the chains. He noted how Kurofune’s sounds were becoming more desperate, his movements speeding up. He wasn’t going to last long. With a moan he was unable to conceal, Kurofune spilled himself over the monster’s gloved hand and onto the floor of the room. Hor rose from his knees to walk around to face the man, absently licking at the mess. Kurofune’s head was bowed, face burning with shame. Coming closer to the man, the monster wrapped his arms around him, one hand coming up to comb through violet strands as he embraced him. “See,” Hor purred into one ear, “I knew your body would tell me the truth.” His damp gloved hand began to fondle the cleft between his buttocks, stroking the puckered entrance. “I can see how much you want me inside you.” “You shitty bull,” Kurofune suddenly exclaimed, “I don’t want this you ba-.” His rant was cut off by said shitty bull trying to stick his tongue down his throat.

Hor deepened the sloppy kiss. Kurofune considered biting the monster’s probing tongue, but he was distracted by a feeling of pressure in his backside. The creature was trying to insert a finger inside of him. It burned as he pressed deeper. He broke the kiss to utter a sound of pain. Hor regarded him. “I’m going to do it anyway, so you might as well relax and make it more pleasant for yourself.” Kurofune squinted against the discomfort. Relaxing when someone was shoving something inside you was easier said than done. After a short time, the burning subsided and he was left with a strange sensation of fullness as the being worked his digit in and out. “See, it’s not so bad,” Hor remarked, “You’re even starting to get hard again.” He pressed in a second damp finger as he looked into Kurofune’s widening eyes. As he scissored his fingers, stretching the passage further, he began touching something that would make Kurofune writhe in his bonds. “I can make it very nice for you if you let me, handsome meros,” Hor told him, pressing his two fingers firmly against that spot, watching Kurofune jump and moan in the chains. “S-stop, don’t do t-this,” the warrior uttered. Hor took in his beautifully flushed face and skin glittering with perspiration and just smiled before pulling his fingers out.

Hor fished in the pocket of his coat. Locating the small tube, he shrugged out of the long duster, exposing his shirtless upper body. While Kurofune watched, he undid the clasp of his jeans, unzipping them to reveal his erection, as well as his lack of underwear. Hor stroked lubricant on his sizeable member, his chest heaving at the look of apprehension in Kurofune’s gaze. He chuckled, “Don’t worry. It’ll fit.” The warrior gave him a withering look that didn’t faze him. “That’s not quite the position I had in mind though.” The magical chains rearranged themselves with a wave of his hand, so that the warrior was on elbows and knees, hands still bound and ass in the air. “Now that’s more like it,” Hor remarked. Kneeling behind the still struggling man, Hor positioned himself at his entrance. He pushed in slowly and steadily as the man grunted in pain, tightening. Not ceasing his movements, Hor told the man, “If you don’t relax, you’ll tear, Kurofune.” The man knelt, his head resting on his bound wrists, panting as Hor continued to press himself into him until he felt his pelvis meet his backside. Hor held still, allowing the man to adjust. He had no desire to hurt the man, much. After the warrior had relaxed somewhat, Hor grasped his hips and began to move, establishing a firm, steady rhythm of penetration. Kurofune tried to breathe as Hor nudged his knees farther apart, allowing him to thrust hard and deep. The man rose up somewhat with a groan, panting as the pounding shook his body. The room echoed with the rattling of chains and Kurofune’s poorly concealed moaning. Hor began groaning lewdly behind him. The creature grasped the man’s shoulder, pulling him upward and creating a different angle of penetration as the man’s back arched. Kurofune couldn’t hold back his cries as that special place inside of him was hit repeatedly by Hor’s fast, deep, firm thrusts. Violet locks flying, his mouth hung open, eyes staring forward not fixed on anything as he made guttural sounds in response to Hor’s ravishing pace.

Sweat beaded on the monster’s torso as he continued his punishing rhythm, thrusting into the deliciously tight athletic body before him. He had the proud warrior grunting and writhing under him like some shameless whore. He leaned over the man’s body, breath hot against his neck as he panted. Hor leaned in to one ear, “Even as we speak, your friends, allies are being erased outside in the world.” Kurofune stiffened as he continued, “But you’re safe here with me, because I chose you, Kurofune. I’ll keep you here with me, now and for all time.” Hor reached around to stroke the warrior’s erection with a firm hand, keeping time with his brutal pace. Pulling against the chains, Kurofune groaned, unable to take all of the sensations bombarding him. Face burning with humiliation, he came with the monster inside him, moaning and spilling himself once more on the stone floor. Hor continued to pound against the increased resistance in the warrior’s passage for a few more minutes before emptying himself inside Kurofune’s pert bottom. He slumped onto the man, pressing him onto the floor as he tried to catch his breath. “It was good, wasn’t it?” Hor asked Kurofune, who remained silent out of embarrassment. He was horrified at how the creature had so easily played his treacherous body. He felt himself lifted as the bonds loosened and gave way. Kurofune couldn’t protest much, his arms and legs feeling like jelly after the thorough fucking he’d just received. Hor laid the half-nude man onto the soft bed, drawing the covers over him. “You’d better get some rest, Kurofune. You’ve got quite a road ahead of you,” Hor told him as he gazed down into navy blue eyes. Lids suddenly feeling heavy, Kurofune drifted off into a fitful sleep, wondering if the monster had been truthful about what had befallen his comrades, as well as about his own fate at the hands of the master of the labyrinth.


THE END…for now