Fit To Be Tied Vsn 1

Fit To Be Tied – Version 1

DISC: I don’t own the story or characters from Perfect Girl Evolution aka Wallflower. I don’t own anything else either – I’m really quite poor. And I make no profit from writing this fanfiction, so please don’t sue.

In the depths of the sub-basement, Sunako struggled in vain. No matter how she pulled, she could not undo the ropes that held her wrists and ankles together. Usually, she had no problem breaking free from anything that wasn’t tied by Kyohei, so this was very disturbing to her. Disturbing to her in the way that her dark room with her coffin, her skeleton and mannequins, and skulls was to most “normal” people.

Wriggling her arms or legs around caused her to press up tighter against her fellow captive. The first time that realization struck her, she jumped back from him as far as the restraints would allow and fainted as blood from her nose spattered his bare chest. The second time, she still fainted, but there luckily was no blood. The third time she remained conscious, as she succeeded in ignoring the firm body in front of her and strained at her bonds again.

Her right elbow rested on his left shoulder. His right on her left. Her left arm wrapped up under his right arm, where it was bound at the wrist to her right arm, her palms resting, hands almost clasping, around her mid-forearm. The ropes were firm – tight, but not so tight as to cut off circulation – just tight enough to prevent escape. Someone had known what they were doing. His arms were tied exactly the same way.

Her ankles were also bound. And if they hadn’t put big, lace-up, platform boots on, she would have been able to at least get out of the rope that held her legs around his waist and off his lap. Or at she could have pulled her nightgown down from where it was hitched up around her waist, her panties resting on his thin cotton pajamas. His legs weren’t tied together – much good that did.

Pressing tighter against him as she concentrated on loosing her bonds, her thinly covered breasts mashed into his bare chest. She was forcing her head near his left shoulder, and consequently, his mouth now was millimeters from her left ear. Focusing intently, she didn’t even hear his groan as she squirmed in his lap trying to find the best position to attack the problem. But his voice brought her back to reality.

“Sunako, please stop moving like that.”

Instantly, she froze. Her brain registered the fact that there was no space between her and the man who had been her constant torment for the past year. His breath tickled her ear and her breathing sped up to a frenetic pace.

Her heaving chest still against his, he moaned again into her ear. “Please, Sunako,” his voice was heavy with some emotion she didn’t recognize as one she could associate with her picture of the most radiant creature on God’s earth. “I’m sorry. I know you don’t want to be around me. I promise that as soon as we get out of here, you’ll never have to see me again. Just… calm down, okay?”

Taking a deep breath, she turned toward the beautiful man she was literally tied to. “Wa – Why… Who did this? Why are we here like this?”

Takano sighed as he remembered.

He’d left. It was very strange. He’d come to realize that he cared about this strange girl. The first step in that realization happened when her aunt had locked them in a bedroom for him to take her virginity. When he finally gave in to his desire for her, they were set free, and the girl couldn’t wait to get away from him.

He was oddly surprised by how deeply that hurt.

And then, when the people from his hometown had threatened to sacrifice her, for the split second it took for him to realize that his fear for her safety was ridiculous and unfounded – he saw her on the altar looking so amazingly dark and beautiful and realized what he felt for her was more than just desire. He wanted to… care for her.

Finally, he went home and confronted his mother, saw that nothing had changed – his mother couldn’t stand to be anywhere near him. Then Sunako had echoed the sentiment if not the exact words of his mother: I don’t want to stay with the radiant creature, and he had to wonder, ‘Is the reason I’m attracted to her because she behaves like my mother? Will anyone ever be able to love me and want to be with me because I’m ME, not just because of how I look? Do I want her only because part of me wants mom to accept me? What is real? What do I want?’

It was beyond him. He had to go somewhere to think. So he left. And spent time thinking, trying to sort everything out.

But he should have known that Yuki would worry, and would force the others to come looking for him. When they finally found him and Yuki asked him to please come home, he wanted to tell them all no – but the cute boy had stood up for him, called him family, fought off all those people from his hometown. He just couldn’t say no to Yuki.

Still, when he saw that she was there, too, he was about to try to refuse them all. And then... She’d said, “Come home, Kyohei.” Not, “I don’t want to stay with you.” She’d asked him to come home. Home.

Then they got back to the house, and she’d hidden in her room and locked the door. He’d done the same. After a couple of days, Oda & Noi had had enough. Oda cooked dinner for them all (Noi had come over, too) as a welcome home dinner for Kyohei. It was very fancy. Everyone had their own plate, decorated with the sauce over the salmon. Beautiful and delicious.

And laced with sleeping pills – or at lease Sunako & Kyohei’s plates were. It took effect upon their falling asleep, and keep them in a sound sleep so that they could be moved without waking. Apparently.

He wasn’t sure whose handiwork the ropes tying them was, but they’d done a magnificent job. He knew he wasn’t going to get out of it, and neither would she, without outside help.

He’d woken earlier than Sunako had. He’d woken to the sound of Yuki’s voice asking, “How long are we going to leave them like this?”

To which Oda had replied, “Until they finally admit it.”

“Or kill each other – whichever comes first.” Ranmaru’s voice chimed in, “They’re so stubborn, we may end up with two corpses.”

“That’s not even funny!” Noi had scolded. “They just need time alone with each other. We’re giving it to them.”

“Whether they want it or not,” Ranmaru’s laughing voice was the last one he heard before the sub-basement door closed.

He’d tested the bonds and then tried to ignore what was in his arms and fall back asleep. He tried to ignore the feeling of her soft curves pressing against him, and not hear her soft sighs in her sleep. Mostly, he tried to not feel sorry for himself. Only the weak indulged in that pastime.

Eventually, she’d woken as well. He’d kept his eyes closed, his body relaxed, tried to make it seem as if he was still unconscious – so that she’d be less likely to freak out. Not because if he pretended to be asleep he’d be able to enjoy feeling her in his arms a little bit longer and pretend that maybe she’d want to be there. That could never be the case.

When she started to wake up from sleep, she was surprised at how comfortable she felt. She thought she must have rolled over into the perfect position in her sleep, because she had never felt this comfortable – not even in her old bed back home in Hokkaido. And then… she tried to stretch in a morning yawn. Except her arms wouldn’t move.

Eyes popped open wide – only to see… him. And worse than the fact that she’d been asleep in his arms, his arms were around her, too. She tried to kick him away, and discovered her legs were tied around his waist. Pulling back, she discovered he was tied to her as well. Freezing like a deer in headlights, she stared at her fellow captive. Panic began to set in as her thoughts kept repeating, “I’ll melt, I’ll melt. I have to get away!”

The only thing to do: somehow work her way out of her bonds. She pressed in to get a better look at the rope. The firm solidity of the boy beneath her made her stomach get hot and fluttery. That’s when she realized that she was pressing her body up against his – and that through her thin nightgown, she could feel every plane of his amazing body. His firm chest, with her breasts squished by the firmness, his heartbeat echoing her own against her. She jumped back, blood squirting, and passed out in his arms.

When she woke again, again the thought came, “Mmmmmmmm. Bed feels so good…” Then she remembered waking up feeling that way a few minutes earlier and again snapped her eyes open to look at him. Gritting her teeth, she again leaned forward to try to work her way out of her bonds. This time, what got to her was the feeling of his waist between her legs. Her naked thighs were pressed against the bare skin there, and she could feel the silkiness of his skin – so smooth, her own skin was like sandpaper in comparison. Yet somehow, his skin burned her. And the burning didn’t stop at her legs. No. It ran up. Up to where her legs joined. And there, the burning didn’t smolder – it burst into flame. “Melt,” was all she had time to think before she passed out.

Waking up for the third time, she was immediately conscious of her surroundings. She did not allow herself to think, ‘feels so good.’ Instead, she forced her mind to focus. The mantra repeating in her brain, “Must get free. Must get free. Must get free,” she wriggled around trying to find the right position for leverage so that she could force herself free, rip the ropes off of her. She continued her maneuvers until his voice cut through the meditative chant in her head.

“Sunako, please stop moving like that.”

In her brain the thoughts went, “WAH! I’ll melt! No. Must stay focused. Focus. Must get free. MELT! Feels good. NO! MELT!”

His breath tickled her ear as he moaned, and she felt the heat in her stomach flare into a white-hot flame. Her breath was coming in quick pants, like that of a trapped small animal. His voice sounded calm and collected in her ear. Soothing.

“Please, Sunako.” She could hear a sorrow in his voice. A loss. But that couldn’t be. ‘He’s beautiful. What could he know of loss? He’s never known rejection.’

As he continued, “I’m sorry. I know you don’t want to be around me. I promise that as soon as we get out of here, you’ll never have to see me again. Just… calm down, okay?” her brain flashed back to when they were at his house – and his hand reaching out to her, begging her not to leave him alone. Quickly followed by the look on his face when she’d told him she didn’t want to stay with a radiant creature like him – a look like he’d been slapped. Then the voice of his mother asking him, “Can’t you disappear from my life?” Last came the sad smile he gave her as he patted his mom’s head after he had told her that she could relax because he’d never show his face there again.

Taking a deep breath, she turned toward the beautiful man she was literally tied to. “Wa – Why… Who did this? Why are we here like this?”

He sighed and the breath tickling her ear made her shiver in his lap. ‘What do I tell her?’ “They tied us really well. I… don’t think I can break free. You?”

She huffed and he smelled her breath – still minty from brushing her teeth before bed. “With… you… there, I… can’t seem to find the right leverage. If I could just shift to the right spot…” she began to squirm in his lap and he quickly stopped her.

“Stop! Sunako. Please.” She looked up at him to see his face tightly clenched.

“Why?” Her face betrayed her confusion.

“Just… Don’t.” The look of concentration on his face was clear, but through it, she thought she saw pain. “I don’t think we’re going to be able to break out of this. But if we just sit here calmly, I think eventually they’ll give up.”

“Who is they?” she asked with a dangerous look in her eye.

“It… doesn’t matter.” He shook his head. Why did it hurt so much having her in his lap like this? “God, I gotta get outta here,” he muttered. He hadn’t intended to say it out loud, but he did, and she heard.

Her anger flashed, and she began moving around again, “Well! If you’d just let me get some leverage, I could get us out of this mess!” She continued moving around. She knew if she just got the right angle, she could force her way out of this.

As she moved, her breasts were so soft, rubbing against his chest. The soft skin of her thighs created a gentle friction against his skin and he could feel her heat. He moaned again, and the sound pissed her off. ‘I know he doesn’t like me, but it’s not like I asked to be here – and anyway, I’m the one who’s going to melt. Damn him!’ He began trying to move, to get away from the reaction he felt coming. He couldn’t stifle the groan that came out.

“Damn it, Sunako, Stop!”

Her movements stopped as she felt something hard press against her thigh. ‘What the hell is that?’ she thought. Then, “No!”

In shock, she turned to look at him, her eyes huge and brown and beautiful. His eyes crinkled apologetically, but there was a hint of sadness tinting it, along with a large amount of determination to survive regardless of the pain.

“I’m sorry. But you really need to stop moving. Okay? Just relax, and pretend I’m not here, and eventually they’ll give up and let us go, and then I’ll go away from here and you’ll never have to see me again. Okay? But just stop moving.”

“Wa- Wa- Why? Why?”

She’d completely stopped moving, but she was biting her lower lip in her confusion. Dear god, it was adorable. “Why what?”

Her face became a mixture of fear and embarrassment and confusion. “WHY?” And then her head gestured downward toward his problem.

He rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth. “Why the fuck do you think, Sunako! Why do you think?” His voice was frustrated and instead of sadness, she began to see anger there. But the confusion was too much. He was the most perfect of God’s creation. She was ugly. She was the queen of darkness. She was a freak. Weird. His reaction didn’t make any sense.

“God, Sunako! How many times do I have to tell you that you’re the only one who’s confused about how they look. Everyone else knows you’re beautiful. You’re the only one. Do you hear me, the only one who thinks you’re ugly is you!” By the end he was screaming at her. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever met that-”

He stopped himself and looked away, realizing he was about to say too much.

They sat in silence for several minutes after that. In his head, he was fighting himself. ‘She’s in your arms. She’s not fighting. Kiss her. Kiss her!’
‘She can’t stand me. I have to get away. I don’t want her to have to go through what mom went through all those years. I have to get away.’
‘What did I do? What did I say? God, why won’t this thing go DOWN?’

In her head: ‘He thinks I’m beautiful? Me? But… but…’ And then her body began to feel him. His arms around her. His strong muscled abs pressed up against her own. The feel of his hair brushing against her hands. And she remembered how she felt waking up in his arms – comfortable. She hadn’t melted. She’d felt good.

All of a sudden, in her head something came clear. ‘I got rejected by just some boy I liked – because I wasn’t pretty enough for him. And he… his mom has rejected him his own life – because he was too wonderful. So that means…’ She didn’t think it in words, but the thought was clear. It doesn’t matter what you look like – rejection comes in all forms – to anyone – regardless of how beautiful you are.

She looked up at him, and her voice was deep – the way it was when she was truly angry – as she said, “I’m the only woman you ever met that what?”

He looked away from her, embarrassed.

“I’m the only woman you ever met that WHAT?!”

Muttering, the words came out, “Did this to me.” Then his voice picked up volume, “You won’t have to deal with me again, Sunako. I’m going to go away for good this time. Just as soon as they let us go.”

She wanted to ask why, but she knew. Because she’d been rejecting him. Just like his mom. Ever since she moved in.

“I’m sorry, Kyohei.”

He cocked his head at her in confusion, but she kept him from saying anything by taking a deep breath and looked at him. There was no nosebleed. No fainting.

Swallowing deeply, she summoned up her courage and blurted out, “I’ve always liked you, Kyohei.” Then she turned her head away and pressed her cheek against his shoulder so he wouldn’t have to see her face.

She heard the house creaking around them. She heard the hammering of his heart. And then… then she heard him say one word.

“What?”

Her head still turned away from him, she said, “I’ve… always… liked you.”

Quietly, he said her name. She’d never heard her name sound like that. It startled her and she looked up at him. As her head turned to him, he leaned in and kissed her. A startled cry escaped her lips and he swallowed it, replacing it with a heartfelt moan.

When they broke for air, he leaned into her silken tresses and moaned her name. Her arms twisted in their bonds so that she could place her palms against his back, use her fingers in his hair. Her body pressed fully against him, and she felt what he’d said that only she did to him press against an area of her body that she’d never let herself think about. She moaned and rubbed up and down against him – He turned to her and she captured his mouth again, their tongues warring, battling for dominance with the same fierce intensity that had been in all their past fights.

In one swift move, he lifted her up, and rolled up into a standing position. Her legs tightend around his waist, holding her up, and he walked her over against a wall, pressing her back against it. She felt his hardness against her and she began writhing up and down him, squeezing him with her legs.

The tip of his member jutted out, pressing through fabric so that his head was just inside her entrance. The only thing that prevented him from entering her completely was his thin cotton pajama pants and her white cotton panties.

“Sunako.” His voice was a breathy moan.

“I want you, Kyohei,” she growled. Then she realized what she’d said and looked up at him. “Is… that… okay?”

He attacked her neck, suckling then licking his way up to her ear, and she moaned. Once there, he breathed lightly. “You’ll stay with me, then?”

“Yes.”

In the blink of an eye, he flexed and his arms burst the ropes holding him. His hands grabbed her ass and held her to him. She growled and ripped her own bonds so that her fingers could run through his hair and hold his head to her as she kissed him with the pent up passion of the past years.

Her legs were still tied around his waist though. He ripped her underwear off and pushed his pants down with one hand and then pulled back.

“Are you sure?” he asked. “Because if you’re not, if you don’t love me like I love you…”

She shut him up by growling and thrusting herself onto his spear.

He felt himself suddenly sheathed in her tight passage, felt himself tear through her barrier. Her head went back as far as it could, and he could hear her growling soften itself with whimpers. Then her head snapped forward and she latched onto his lips, kissing him fiercely. Her growls reverberated into his mouth as she thrust up and down on his shaft again and again.

Lifting her again, he carried her to a rug on the floor. There, he laid her down, and continued thrusting in her. Her tied ankles pressed against his ass, pushing him further inside her. She felt herself nearing something, and her growls deepened. He kissed down her neck and began to suckle at her breast. The added sensation sent her over the edge and he heard her snarl, “I love Kyohei!” as she came around him in an explosive orgasm.

Her walls milking him was unlike anything he’d ever felt. But it was her words that set him off into white motes of light.

When they’d recovered, she stretched her legs and easily burst through the ropes. “Motivation is the key, huh?” Kyohei joked. Then he kissed her again as she blushed.

“So…” he began, “Do you think we need to thank our housemates or beat them for this?”

“Hm.” Her brow furrowed. “Why not both?”

He laughed and his smile was the most brilliant she’d ever seen it. Yet she didn’t cringe. Didn’t melt.

“I’m not giving up Hiroshi-kun and Josephine, you know.”

“Good,” he replied as he led her upstairs to plot their revenge. “I like you just the way you are.”


Fin.


Note for the readers: I have another Fit To Be Tied story from PGE that is completely different from this one. Hope you enjoy!