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You were fast on your feet. You could run for hours on end if you really pushed yourself. Given enough incentive, you could probably outrun anyone who chose to chase you.
Except for one. Single. Man.
Tighnari was faster and a far better tracker than you were—it came with the territory of being a Forest Watcher. His expert knowledge of plants gave him an edge in the wild as well. You had tried to glean as much knowledge as you could from what little he had forgotten to hide, but it wasn't enough.
Your stomach growled. You needed to eat. But there was no way to tell what was safe to ingest and what wasn't—you had never been taught.
No one was allowed to teach you.
Your critical error was made not because of your lack of knowledge of the local flora, but because of your own limits. As you finally began running out of energy and your steps became less coordinated, you tripped and hit the ground with a loud enough thud to alert the nearby fauna, which all ran away.
You knew that Tighnari had heard it, too.
Light footsteps sounded behind you as you pushed yourself up from the dirt, wincing at the sting of the impact.
"Well, you tried," Tighnari said, his tone condescendingly dismissive. You bristled. "Might as well come back with me so you have a place to sleep, right?"
"Fuck you," you hissed out between gasps for air, reluctantly taking the hand he offered and stumbling as he pulled you upright. You didn't miss the self-satisfied grin he had on, his prominent canine teeth gleaming in the last of the day's light.
"Should I take that as an invitation or an insult?" Tighnari replied easily. You two had had this conversation many times before. This time, however, there was an edge to it that wasn't there before. A dangerous one, one that had you unwittingly shivering in rapidly escalating fear. Tighnari was not a kind beast when provoked—the scars and marks he had left on your skin were enough proof of that.
You made a small noise of discomfort as Tighnari pulled you to his side, wrapping one of your arms around his shoulders and taking the other in a firm grip. His other arm was wrapped around you, supporting you just enough that you'd have to lean against him—to depend on him—to keep standing.
"Only one of those intentions will have a pleasant outcome for you," he added, voice lower. Darker. You bit your lip, nervously chewing on it as you weighed your options.
In reality, neither outcome was pleasant. It was either be beaten or be taken against your will. If you took the first option, you'd be helpless, bedridden with only your assailant to keep you company. If you took the second one, your body and mind would both be violated, despair and pleasure battling each other in a torturous war that left you broken more often than not.
Still, you were sore and exhausted from your attempted escape, so you made your decision and prayed to Lesser Lord Kusanali that you were too tired to overthink it when it happened.
"Well? What is it?" Tighnari's grip on your wrist tightened as he pulled you even closer to him. He wouldn't be able to walk you back like this—it was to drive the message home.
Either way, you'd need Tighnari to survive.
"It wasn't an insult," you mumbled, head hanging low, your hair obscuring your face from view.
"That's a relief," Tighnari said lightly, though you saw right through him. "Now, come on—I'm not going to carry you all the way back."
***
The first thing Tighnari did when you had both finally made it back to Gandharva Ville was practically drag you up to his house (as much as he tried to push the narrative that it was yours as well, you refused to accept it), order you to stay out, and draw a bath for you. When the water was at an acceptable temperature (by his standards, at least, though it wasn't unpleasant), he stripped you, making his disapproval at having to go through all this effort for you known.
Could've just let me leave, you thought bitterly, though you kept your mouth shut. There was no use in further angering the man who held your life in his hands.
Tighnari helped you into the bath, grabbing your wrists before you could take the nearby bar of soap yourself.
"No," he said sternly as you opened your mouth to say something. "If you can't follow simple instructions and stay put, then it's obvious you can't follow simple instructions and bathe yourself."
"Your logic is deeply flawed," you replied acerbically. In retaliation, Tighnari applied unnecessarily heavy pressure on one of the bruises you had received when you fell. You gritted your teeth through the pain, unwilling to let him earn yet another victory.
Tighnari's hands were deceptively gentle after that, partially due to your silence. He meticulously cleaned you, thankfully not commenting on how red you became when he passed the soapy cloth over your more sensitive parts. He gave you a towel as he drained the dirty water from the basin. You quickly dried yourself, not wanting to further test his patience.
"You know where your nightclothes are," Tighnari said as he wrung out the cloth he had used to wash you. "Off to bed with you—I'll be there momentarily with medicine for your soreness. And to make sure you actually sleep. I'm not making that mistake again."
Oh, so he was going to sedate you now. Another granule of freedom slipping from your fingers. You hid your defeated expression from his keen eyes, but he didn't miss the way your shoulders slumped as you left, hanging up the towel on the nearby rack.
You put on your nightclothes, sitting on the bed you and Tighnari shared (not of your own violation, though) and waiting for him to arrive with the medicine. When he arrived with it, you let him pour it down your throat, wincing at the bitter taste.
"Not so hard, now, was it?" Tighnari smiled. You glared at him. "Now, off to bed with you. I'll be with you shortly."
You curled up under the sheets, facing the wall and finally letting a few tears slide down your face.
***
When you awoke, the bed was empty. You knew Tighnari wasn't far, though. He was probably in the next room, making your next dose of medicine. Why he didn't just make a whole batch of it so he didn't have to go through the effort each morning, afternoon, and night, you didn't know.
"Oh, good—you're up," Tighnari's voice startled you out of your thoughts. You sat up quickly, wincing at the pain in your entire body. The adrenaline rush had definitely worn off.
"Here," Tighnari handed you the vial. You quickly downed it before he could make you like he did the night prior, grimacing at the taste. It was different from last night's dose. Maybe he was trying something new? He did like to do that, to gauge your reactions to various herbs and remedies—despite the fact that he had tried them all before. There was an odd gleam in Tighnari's eyes when you handed the vial back to him, and you immediately knew something was off.
"...What did you give to me?" you asked slowly. He was silent, just smiling at you.
"Tighnari." Your voice was shaky, now. "What did you give to me?" Had he poisoned you? Given you a hallucinogen?
"Give it an hour or so," Tighnari finally replied. "Stay there, in the meantime—you're still healing, after all." He left the room and locked the door behind him. You knew from experience that the windows weren't an option, either.
You had no choice. All you could do was wait.
***
It had been a little over an hour, and you were definitely feeling something. Your core felt more sensitive, and your mind was slightly hazy. What the hell was in that vial? It was almost like...
Damnit.
Tighnari had mixed up an aphrodisiac.
You couldn't say you were surprised. At this point, he probably did want you more pliant under his touch—and you were still due for sex with him from last night's comment. You had wondered why he was putting it off...
Well, as the saying went, ignorance is bliss.
To make matters worse, you heard Tighnari's footsteps approaching the door. You squeezed your thighs together, praying he'd give you some more time to think of an escape plan (yeah right, like you could think right now), but the universe despised you. The door opened, and Tighnari stepped in.
"Figured it out, yet?" he asked.
"Yeah," you replied, voice barely above a whisper.
"What is it?"
"An aphrodisiac," you breathed, looking up to glare at him. "You gave me an aphrodisiac."
"Correct!" Tighnari grinned. "As a prize, I'll tell you what's in it." He sidled up to you, forcefully moving your limbs so he could properly undress you. You knew better than to fight him.
"Tynanthus panurensis. A strong sexual stimulant that increases libido." He brushed your hair out of your eyes so he could meet your defeated gaze.
"Salisburia adiantifolia. It improves blood flow to all parts of the body, increases arousal, and enhances the pleasure and depth of orgasms." He trailed a hand down your body, gently pressing down on your lower stomach. You bit back a whine.
"Asparagus racemosus. It enhances sexual sensation and sensitivity and increases vaginal lubrication." His other hand cupped one of your breasts, flicking his thumb over your hardening nipple. You gasped softly. Another win for him.
"And last but not least, lepidium meyenii. It increases sex drive, and can cause brain fog and sluggishness." Siting down on the bed, Tighnari pulled you onto his lap. He was still fully clothed, but you had no doubt that would change shortly.
"I don't want to hear a single complaint from you," Tighnari ground your hips against his. You whimpered, everything feeling far more sensitive. You could feel his own arousal against you, and if you could've thought properly in that moment you would have tried to inch away. But your mind was hazy from the aphrodisiac, and it was difficult to form a single coherent thought. "After all, you asked for this last night, remember?"
All you could do was nod, your oversensitive core aching for friction. In the back of your mind, you knew that Tighnari would never let you live this down, but that was for future you to deal with. For now, you needed more than what Tighnari was giving you, so you rolled your hips down against his, sighing softly in relief as you temporarily stated the growing need within you.
"Oh," Tighnari said, surprised at your boldness. "I see... so this mixture has a stronger effect than I previously thought." He seemed satisfied with the results—not that you noticed. Or cared. "I'll be sure to properly adjust the dosages next time."
And with that, you were unceremoniously shoved to the side, nearly falling off the bed as you shrieked in shock. Tighnari ignored you, stripping and neatly folding his clothes. He placed them on the nightstand before turning back to you.
Your mind was like an eel in the water—obviously there, but repeatedly slipping from your grasp. You couldn't think. You could only feel. And oh, did what was happening to you feel good.
Tighnari had your legs hooked over his shoulders, eating you out with an eagerness he rarely showed for anything else. You unwittingly pushed your hips against him, trying to get him deeper inside you. In typical Tighnari fashion, however, he reused to play along with your needs and pulled back each time. You gave up relatively quickly, opting to lay limp and let him go at his own pace.
As his tongue swirled around your clit, gently sucking on it, you quickly fell over the edge. Undeterred, Tighnari didn't stop, continuing as you writhed and keened in a hellish mixture of pain and pleasure. Distantly, you recalled that one of the ingredients in the aphrodisiac enhanced the depth and pleasure of orgasms, and Archons, it was working...!
You came twice more from Tighnari's tongue alone before he was satisfied. He unhooked your legs from his shoulders so he could crawl up your form, chest nearly touching yours as he leaned down for a kiss. Still reeling from the aftershocks of his handiwork, you didn't fight him, allowing him to deepen the kiss (though you couldn't reciprocate in your current condition). In your drugged, post-orgasm state, you couldn't help but moan at the taste of your own juices on his tongue.
As he pulled away from the kiss and shifted further down your prone body, you felt the tip of Tighnari's cock press against your dripping cunt. You couldn't help but press your hips against it, earning a practically feral sound of satisfaction from him. He pushed into you with no hesitation after that, quickly bottoming out as your back arched off of the bed. Your moan was more akin to a scream as he set a brutal pace, both of your voices filling the room in a wanton symphony.
You came a fourth time as his cock brushed up against a spot inside you that had you seeing stars, clenching around him as you cried out in ecstasy. Tighnari snarled, hands moving from your hips up to your underarms so he could gain access to your neck. You already had partially-faded marks from your last coupling, but he didn’t care. You needed fresh ones. Now.
Your moan turned into a whine of pain as his canines sunk into your skin, not quite hard enough to draw blood but certainly close. Out of all the things to happen whenever he took you, this was your least favorite. You hated both the pain and the marks left behind. Tighnari didn’t care, however, and he marked you over and over again to his heart’s content.
Besides, you were too far gone to do anything but wordlessly complain at this point.
And he was too far gone to listen.
It was with his fangs pressing against the space between your neck and shoulder that Tighnari finally came, buried to the hilt inside you. This wasn’t something he’d ever done before, and if your mind was clear, you would have panicked. As his seed filled you, his fangs finally broke through your skin, and you squirmed as he lapped at the blood welling from the wound.
Even after he was spent, Tighnari waited a few moments before pulling out. Shifting back a bit and gently laying your torso back down on the mattress, he saw that your eyes were still clouded and your skin was still flushed. The aphrodisiac was too strong—it hadn’t worn off.
He laughed softly to himself as he rose to get a cloth and bandages for your still-bleeding wound—it seemed that you still needed a few more rounds to be satisfied.
***
When the aphrodisiac had fully worn off and you came to, you immediately felt dread creeping up your spine as you recalled what little you could remember of the day (and night, apparently) prior.
Tighnari had come inside you. Multiple times. There was a chance that you could end up pregnant after this. That would cement you to his side forever…
All you could do in that moment, trapped within his arms in a bedroom you’d do anything to escape from, was pray to Lesser Lord Kusanali—hell, to any god that would listen—that you’d find a way out of this.
The odds seemed slimmer every day.