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Eat Up!

Alec and Kara: Part Seven

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(tw: lady whump, strangulation, head..injury? (hit against a wall), kinda creepy noncon touch (sfw), forced feeding, manhandling, threat of dismemberment)

Kara brought handful after handful of water to her lips, ladling it as carefully as she could. Her throat soaked in the moisture gratefully, but the cold liquid sat heavy in her empty stomach, sloshing around with the acid as she guzzled more.

Thank goodness she had decided to use the toilet first because she had hardly gotten a few mouthfuls of water down before Alec returned. He tossed the door open, a paper bowl in one hand. She turned off the spigot.

"Brought you some food."

Kara looked at the bowl skeptically.

Alec smirked. "What? Do you think I'd put something in it? I don't need to drug you, and if I wanted you dead, there are much more fun ways to accomplish that."

Somehow that didn't make her feel better. She shook the water off of her hands, patting them dry on her jeans. "Very convincing."

He tipped the bowl up for her to see. It held a handful of plump strawberries and a biscuit, split in half with jam. "See? Nothing scary."

"Fine." She held out her hand for the bowl.

Alec pulled it back towards him, just out of reach. "No no, you don't get to do it."

Kara crossed her arms and set her jaw. "Then what do you want me to do?"

He smiled, pinching a strawberry from the bowl.

He held it up near her lips. "Take a bite."

Kara flinched back. He stepped forward, mirroring her movement. She stepped back again.

The wall was much closer than she thought, and she was quickly pressed against it.

Such a small fucking room.

He offered the strawberry again. She glared at it. "I can do it, don't be a fucking creep."

Amusement danced across his eyes. "I don't think I'm being a creep, I think I'm being very generous. Sparing you the energy." He pressed the strawberry to her lips. "It's a privilege to eat from my hand."

Kara flinched back and swatted his hand away.

He watched as the strawberry flew across the room, rolling to a stop under her bed. It sat there, bruised, bright red against the grey floor.

He stared for a few long seconds before snapping his eyes back to her. "That was a mistake."

The usual playfulness melted away. Now his eyes were different. Dark. Hard.

Kara pressed harder against the wall as he reached out. His hand wound into the hair on the top of her head. She clawed at his fingers as he yanked her head forward, then flung it back against the cinderblock wall.

Light burst across her vision. She cried out, gripping his wrist with both hands and the slammed her back again.

Then once more.

Pain shot down her spine like fire, and for a moment she was sure her neck had snapped.

She screamed at the final impact and crumpled to the ground. He released her hair, letting her fall.

Kara gripped the ground to her side for support, her hands on the water-slicked concrete. She willing the world to stop spinning.

Kara panted as he gazed down at her. Slowly her vision returned as she blinked against the black stars.

A hand tugged hard at her arm. Cold metal snapped down on the welts already ringing her wrist.

"Wha-what are you doing to me!?" He wrenched her arm behind her back, snapping the other wrist into the cuffs before letting her lean against the wall again.

"You just lost your hand privileges."

Kara's heartbeat slammed against her skull as the world finally started to hold still and her vision cleared. "Wha...hand privileges? What the hell?"

He caught her chin between two fingers. "Yes. Hand privileges. Everything I give you is a privilege. Consider this a time-out."

She glared back. "I don't care abut your fucking 'privileges', psycho."

He gripped harder. To her surprise, the amusement flickered back across his face. "If you lose hand privileges too many times, I might just be inclined to cut them off completely. How does that sound?"

Her brain took a few moment to process the words. She twisted uncomfortably against the cuffs. "You wouldn't." Her words came out braver than she thought they would. Miraculously closer to a dare than pleading.

"Aw come on, how many 'psychos' have you met who wouldn't be down with dismemberment?" His grin was back. Chilling as it was, it was better. Much better.

Kara narrowed her eyes. "I don't think that's your style."

Alec leaned closer, speaking softly.

"Why don't you try that again and find out?"

Kara swallowed uncomfortably. He turned to pick up the bowl he had set on the floor. He picked up another fucking strawberry and held it up towards her.

"Let's try this again."

Kara pinned her lips shut, starring daggers at him.

"Aw come on, little fox. It's not so bad. You must be hungry."

She glanced at the strawberry. "I can feed myself."

"I know, that's why I'm so generous for doing it for you."

Kara scoffed. "It's not happening."

Alec paused, staring her down. "Last chance."

"No." She jutted her chin up.

Alec sighed. "Alright then."

He kept ahold of the strawberry, but his free hand wrapped around her throat, immediately squeezing and shoving her back hard against the wall.

She spasmed against his hand, gasping, choking on nothing. Her lungs burned after only a few seconds of struggling. The cuffs bit further into her wrists.

"What's the matter? Isn't this better than eating like a good little fox?"

Kara pushed back at the wall, desperate for relief. She tried to kick up at Alec, but he pushed in closer, pressing her knees hard against her chest. Boxing her in completely.

The world started to blur at the edges of her vision. He didn't let up no matter how hard she pushed.

She felt the strawberry again, cool against her lips.

"Just take a bit and I'll stop."

Kara only briefly considered refusing before the burning in her lungs and throbbing in her head overruled the decision. She forced her gaping mouth closed, teeth cutting into the soft, sweet flesh.

Alec immediately pulled back, and Kara leaned forward, gasping and choking, dropping the small bite she had ripped off into her lap.

He laughed lightly as she gagged and panted. Her lungs spasmed under the new air. Her throat felt like it had collapsed. It must not have, because the sensation slowly faded. Kara let her head fall back against the wall, coughing.

He held up the fucking strawberry again.

She panted, staring at it.

Alec shook his head, amused, and wrapped his fingers back around her throat. Kara immediately began to panic again, but he didn't squeeze.

"Ah ah ah. Calm down. Breathe." His fingers gently massaged up and down her throat, making her squirm against the cinderblocks.

"Eat." His fingers squeezed lightly - not enough to hurt or cut off air, but a gentle warning.

She took another bite of the strawberry he held to her mouth, trembling.

"There you go."

Kara chewed carefully, then swallowed, feeling the motion press against his fingers. She squeezed her eyes shut.

"Again."

Bite after bite, she devoured the strawberries while Alec's fingers gently rubbed her neck, his thumb tracing soothing circles on her pulse point.

As much as she hated it, the strawberries settled her stomach, taming the fiery acid and clearing her head.

She flinched back, eyes flying open when something new pressed against her lips.

Alec laughed loudly, pulling his hand back. He had moved on to the biscuit. "It's just jam, nothing scary."

Kara took a steadying breath and bit down into the soft bread when he offered it. She flinched mid-bite when he adjusted his grip on her neck. A dribble of jam fell down the corner of her mouth. She instinctively tried to wipe it away, but her hands caught in the stupid cuffs.

She reluctantly obeyed, taking bite after bite of the soft bread, sucking the jam from her teeth periodically. Whenever she hesitated, his fingers gripped a little tighter until she complied.

When she had finished the bowl, Alec sat back on his heels. "See? That wasn't so bad."

Kara tried to regain a smidgen of dignity. She thinned her eyes up at him, setting her jaw.

Alec laughed loudly, gesturing vaguely at her. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh. Really, you're doing such a good job acting tough, but I can't take you seriously with that on your face."

He reached forward, still chuckling. "Here let me get it."

Alec used his thumb to wipe up the jam from her mouth and chin. He smirked, holding it to her lips.

Kara's eyes flickered between his thumb and face. He didn't really expect her to lick it off of him, did he?

Alec raised his eyes brows. "No? Alright then." He brought his hand up to his own mouth, gently sucking the jam off.

"Mmm. Good stuff." He reached down, using the now-moist thumb to scrub away any lingering stickiness from the corner of her lips. Kara grimaced, turning her head away from the wetness, but he was already standing up.

"This has been fun, little fox." He checked his watch. "I have to go work, but I'll be back later."

Kara struggled up to her knees, then her feet. Her voice came out raspy. "Aren't you gonna..." She pulled at her handcuffs trying to gesture to him.

Alec smiled, shaking his head. "Nope, I told you you've lost hand privileges. I'll take them off when you've earned it."

Kara balled her hands into fists. If only she could punch him...

It was a nice thought.

"Bye, now!" Alec grinned like a kid, and skipped out the door.

Kara heard something slide into place on the other side of the door, presumably pinning it shut.

Kara pushed back any tears threatening to burn up her throat.

"Fuck you." She muttered. " 'Hand privileges' my ass." She tucked her leg up as high as she could, and stepped back between the cuffs. She did the same with the other leg so her hands were bound in front.

Kara glanced around the room for any tools she could use to pick them. Of course there weren't any.

She glared at the cuffs. Standard police issue style.

This was going to hurt, then. At least they were high enough quality for this to work.

Kara sighed, moving to sit on the bed. It sank slightly under her weight as she started to spin the chain between the two cuffs. She stared, concentrating, until her vision blurred from focus. Waiting for it to take.

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