Hello! 23 and 38 for Kiyo please! Good luck!
have it old any of y’all that i absolutely adore kiyo? well, now you know.
Kiyo was someone you’d found an unlikely companionship in, trapped in this killing game. In any other situation, you doubted you would have approached him. His way of dressing and height made him look intimidating, even if you wanted to believe that wasn’t the case. Nevertheless, his talent had piqued your interest. That’s what had drawn you in and you quickly found yourself enraptured by his soothing voice and colourful tales. Despite the disjointed ramblings about humanity’s beauty he sometimes slipped into, you couldn’t believe he was a bad person.
Though now, you were regretting ever walking up to him in the first place.
The red rope rubbed any exposed skin raw as you tried to move in the chair, to no avail. Perhaps your chances would’ve been better if you weren’t tied up in such a strange fashion, with ropes snaking across most of your body instead of merely your arms. The most you could do was flex your fingers and move your head. Your limbs had gone numb a long time ago.
Your body jolted at the sound of the Ultimate Lab’s door sliding open. Carried to a corner on one of the higher floors, you weren’t able to see the entrance. What you did know, was that rarely anyone except Kiyo himself came here. Although you thought you were prepared for that, the disappointment still stung when you saw he was the one walking up to you.
“You must be thirsty, yes? I brought some water with me.” Honestly, you’d rather dry out than stay locked up in here, either being forced to spend time with him or stare at the paintings covering the walls. But you didn’t want to die just yet. There was still a glimmer of hope left inside of you, one that kept you holding on and wishing for the other students to find you already.
“I’m not,” You said, though, with your voice scratchy from underuse and actually being thirsty, it didn’t sound convincing. “I’m not accepting anything from you.” You twisted your head away when he brought the bottle up to your lips and you would’ve spat at him if your mouth wasn’t so dry.
“You are so cute when you’re struggling,” A soft chuckle slipped from his lips as he stroked your cheek with a bandaged hand. You almost found yourself leaning towards it, nonetheless, as touch starved as you were, you weren’t about to do exactly what he wanted. “However, I am not allowing you to die on my watch.”With a swift moment, he squeezed your nose shut. You attempted to worm your way out of his grip, but your movement was very limited. At first, you didn’t believe he’d keep it up for long. Yet, soon enough the pressure was unbearable and your head felt like it was about to explode.
You opened your mouth to gasp for air. Without a moment’s hesitation, the water was poured down your throat. Thankfully, you could breathe through your nose again, otherwise, you would’ve surely choked.
“See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
Water dripped from your lips and since you couldn’t wipe it away yourself, Kiyo did so for you. His fingers trembled and now that the act of letting you drink was out of the way, his gaze pierced into you with uncomfortable intensity. He towers over you, drinking in the sight of you. Even if he’d never hurt you, he treated you more like one of his priced artefacts than anything else, he terrified you. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking nor what he truly wanted from you.
A shudder went through him as he grazed the ropes digging into your skin. While the mask obscured most of his features, you could tell he was smiling. “You’re such a pretty little thing tied up like that, my treasure,” Your blood froze in your veins as he let out a cackling laugh. “Ah, I am so delighted to finally have such Those others should not dare think about getting in my way,” His eyes narrowed and though it wasn’t directed at you, a shiver shot up your spine. “ …Or they shall pay a hefty price.”
You broke out in cold sweat. No matter how badly you wanted freedom, you couldn’t bring one of your friends’ lives in danger for it, could you? While you were busy mulling over these thoughts, Kiyo muttered to himself. “I should allow myself to indulge somewhat…” You’re snapped back to earth the moment he rests a hand over your eyes.
The rustling of fabric is heard and for a split second you fear the worst, then warm lips mesh with yours. Although you want to pull away, he’s keeping your head firmly in place. But to your surprise, he was actually good at this, his lips moving carefully with yours. It almost felt good and enticed you to play along, which scared you all the more.
When he pulls away, his breathing sounds laboured and you catch a glimpse of dilated pupils between slightly parted fingers. “I could not have imagined the beauty you have shown me so far… Now, I wonder, what else do you have to offer?” His other hand finds itself back at the rope keeping you tightly in place. The one covering most of your vision quivers, his eyes glinting with a passion you only recognize from when he’s talking about his studies.
“Surely it will be a pleasurable experience for us both- I’ll take great care in showing you.”
