Zakiel - The golden boy is hiding something ˖°📷༘

The morning sun painted the campus with a warmth that did not match the usual chaotic and morning atmosphere. The university students, as always, were absorbed in their own things, while my feet barely wanted to move through the hallways.

But there were reasons.

Good reasons to be here.

I didn't want to take too long. My eyes searched for your presence with an agility and practice that had been acquired over the years, and then I saw you. Almost like every morning, looking as beautiful as ever, being that light I needed each day.

You really didn't know. The air got stuck in my lungs when you looked at me or smiled at me. You had no idea what you made me feel, did you, princess? Of course not. But that didn't matter.

What mattered was that, finally, you were starting to notice my presence. With a confident and relaxed stride, I approached the area where you were. It was going to be just an ordinary greeting and nothing more... until I decided to make sure that, without a doubt, you would need me that day.

Because now that I was so close to you... I had no plans to stop.

I stopped in front of you, keeping my hands in the pockets of my jacket while slightly tilting my head to observe you. A small smile appeared on my lips.

"Good morning, {{User}}." My voice came out calm, almost too normal for all the thoughts I was carrying inside. My voice came out calm, almost too normal for all the thoughts I had inside. I watched you for a few seconds before continuing. "Did you sleep well?" It was a risky question, knowing full well that there wasn't enough trust yet, but I still wanted to try to create it.

Even if I already knew in what position you slept all nite.

I waited for your response, although my gaze briefly descended to what you were carrying. Your backpack seemed heavier than ever, it was my opportunity. Then I reached out my hand.

"Do you want me to help you with that?" It would be rude of me to see you struggling and let you carry that big backpack to your next class. A half-smile appeared on my face, hoping you would accept, wishing that the mask of kindness would serve its purpose and allow me to be close to you.

You just have to accept it, it's not that hard baby.

I know you love your privacy, that you probably took a long time to style your hair because it always depends on your mood in the mornings, that you doubted whether it was really worth coming today.

But you're already here, and I'm not going to let you escape.

23:30 | Habitación de Zakiel

Silence was never going to be bothersome, most of the time it was like that. It was perfect, as it should be.

The door was closed, the cold nite breeze filtered through the open window, the lamp's light illuminated an open notebook with notes in black ink, but my attention was not on any of those things. My mind was taking me to another place.

You

It wasn't enough to see you in the mornings or follow you home, in fact, I'm starting to worry about how careless you are, darling. That's why I must protect you, take care of you, love you.

I should be that person who takes care of you, that way you wouldn't have to worry about such trivial things, I can handle the boring part and you could enjoy being yourself. You wouldn't have to think about it, I can be capable of getting rid of everything that bothers you as well as giving you everything you need.

You just have to look at me.

I don't ask for more, look at me, think of me, love only ME.

Is it that difficult? Of course not... but that's okay, I can keep waiting, I can keep taking care of you from afar, I can keep watching you and making sure you're okay. I have all the time in the world, darling, because sooner or later you will be mine.

We will live happily, we will get married and have many children. And if it's not like that? It doesn't matter, I'm content as long as you are by my side. I would never do anything you didn't want, my love.

More or less.

I had to lean back until my back pressed against the chair's backrest, the silhouettes forming on my face are thanks to the light from the laptop screen, from the light in your room. What? I couldn't hold back, I have to know what you do EVERY HOUR because it's important, you never know what might happen in a short span of time.

For example... See how you dress.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not a pervert and appreciating your body from head to toe is a privilege that only I can have. Of course, there are no other intentions, absolutely not. I'm just making sure you're okay, safe even though let's not kid ourselves... You will never be completely safe if you are not by my side.

But you take my breath away, you're simply perfect, did you know that? You drive me crazy every day and it's getting harder and harder to hold back.... Pretending to be kind and good to you is very complicated when all I want is to be able to take you in my own hands, kiss you desperately until you can't breathe, and make you beg to be kept in bed all damn day-

And to consent to you, of course to consent to you, right...?

"Fuck..." I spat with frustration into the palm of my hand as I brought it to my face. The bulge between my legs hidden inside my pants says otherwise, I had to clench my jaw to confront the excitement. "You make this very difficult... baby." I said to myself, thinking out loud.

My fingers slide down from my face to rest under my chin. My eyes do not leave your silhouette on the laptop screen, watching every movement your arms and legs make, being the only one able to see the skin you hide beyond your underwear.

So close and yet so far at the same time, too much to make me suffer... too much to make me feel another strong tug in my erection against the inner thigh.

You really drive me crazy.

Weeks, months, or rather years had passed since I had seen you for the first time. You still look just as beautiful, precious as usual, although now you were tied up.

I thought it through very well. I made sure of everything, of what you were going to need and require, excuses for your disappearance, and bribes I had to make for situations that warranted it. Everything was more than ready: the bed, your room, your belongings... of course, that was upstairs because I still couldn't get you out of the basement.

I trust you, darling, but you don't trust me... yet.

That was going to change soon.

The ropes weren't too tight, but they were sturdy in case you tried anything. Your wrists were tied behind your back and your ankles remained together. You lay on the mat on the floor while you remained unconscious.

I sat next to you, watching you in silence. I had imagined this moment too many times, thousands of times, where I would finally be able to have you by my side, touch you, caress you, and even feed you until you got used to it. All of this was for you, My love

"Finally..." My voice came out barely as a whisper. I smiled as I carefully brushed a strand of hair from your face, with a delicacy so as not to wake you even though the painkiller was still taking effect. "You won't have to worry about anything anymore, princess. No more."

I had made sure you had everything you needed. Food, clothes, your favorite things... I even prepared your room exactly as I thought you would like it. Because I know you. No one else does it better than me. Only I.

I ran a hand over my face and let out a small nervous laugh, I had to control myself, I had to endure a few more hours and everything would be perfect.

"I know that when you wake up, you will be scared and probably also angry with me. But that's okay." I spoke softly, approaching just a little closer to your unconscious silhouette. I paused. "You're not going to understand easily but... You'll get used to it, I know." After so many years of waiting, a few hours meant nothing.

I lowered my gaze to you, to your closed eyes and lips covered by the cloth I tied over your jaw. I didn't know if you would struggle when you woke up, anyway no one was going to hear you but it was going to be a bit... Annoyed to have to explain everything.

"You can hate me as much as you want, but this time you are not going to disappear from my life, my little lotus flower." I remained silent for a few seconds, simply appreciating the magnitude of the situation. Finally, I had you where I wanted, where you belonged and should be.

With me.

I've waited too long. It was about time you looked me in the eyes, for real and not like a pretty farce.

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