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The situation he ended up in wasn't that great, considering the circumstances. Gregor was paired to stay with Hong Lu on the train-bus for something specific, something about them both not being fit to go through this round of hell. Some shit like that.
Gregor sighed, resting his head against the window as he watched Hong Lu observe the outside of the bus from his own window. So curious.
The two discussed something, but Gregor didn't pay much attention to the subject. He was tired and was determined to get some kind of rest if he wasn't needed right now. Gregor's eyes flutter closed, letting himself fall asleep on autopilot. It felt really nice, to be able to just take a nap without having to worry about someone trying to kill him or something.
"What are you doing?" Hong Lu asks suddenly, making Gregor jump in surprise. That woke him up pretty well and it pissed him off.
"Whaddya think? I'm tired," He growls, grumpily taking off his glasses and rubbing a sleepy eye, "And I don't need you bothering me right now. So why don't you shut your goddamn face?" Hong Lu looked unfazed by the statement as if he hadn't even heard Gregor speak. Which Gregor found very annoying.
"I can see that..." Hong Lu chuckles, leaning against his seat slightly, "But aren't you a little bit curious to look around? I've never seen such a place like this."
"There's nothing good in a place like this."
"Have you been here before?"
"No," Gregor snaps, "Now leave me alone."
Hong Lu sighs, rolling his eyes as he rests his chin on his hand, "Fine, fine, sorry for prying. Have a nice nap." Gregor was getting tired already, but he couldn't help being annoyed. He wanted to sleep, not be pestered at the moment. Thankfully, he was drifting off little by little. His mind wandered as he went back to sleep. Maybe if things were great, he could have taken a long nap. But no, life was not great. It's shit. And his job was shit.
It was unclear what woke him up, but Hong Lu was gone from his spot. Only he and the train-bus's driver were left inside.
"Hey," Gregor called out to the driver, "Where'd Hong Lu go?"
"Out."
"What? Why?"
The driver shrugged, "He told me he was exploring... Didn't want me to bother you to tell you."
"And you just let him?" Gregor was confused, but the thought of Hong Lu leaving him unsupervised made him groan. If anything were to happen to Hong Lu, that clockhead was going to go off on him. Gregor stood up and started to exit the bus.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," The driver stated bluntly, "you might get lost."
"That dumbass might get lost too."
"He chose to ignore my warnings. Will you not wait until the work is done to go find him?"
Gregor fixed the glasses back on his face, "Don't really wanna deal with that clockhead. I'll find him." With that said, Gregor left the bus.
It was cold out, with endless hallways of doors, destroyed containments, and dying boughs trailing all over the artificial walls of this place. Abandoned. Everything was destroyed and covered in a thick layer of dried blood. He could smell it. Memories come to his mind of this place, none of them pleasant. He had been walking for a while but there were no signs of Hong Lu. He was starting to get frustrated, but there was nowhere else for him to go.
He might have also just lost the train-bus himself. Now he's lost.
A sudden noise caught his attention. Someone was making noise. Someone familiar. Gregor followed the sound.
Like an unsuspecting fool to a siren, he follows the "song".
Tension rises, and the song gets louder in the form of distressed, muffled moans.
Soon enough, Gregor finds himself in front of a large room of containment that he had never visited before. He doesn't recognize whatever this... Thing is.
Let's all become fruits.
Your despair, your sadness...
Light pink trunks, with hot pink veins and roots spreading all over. Ribbons, pink and glimmering in the rosy light, were tied in bows. Multiple tied around limbs of a familiar figure, who struggled in the pretty restraints.
"Hong Lu!"
All wrapped up like a beautiful present. A quiet present. Ribbon wrapped his hands and up a thigh, with more wrapping around his mouth and muffling his cries for help. Hong Lu's eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes open ever so slowly. He yells, frantic, but Gregor can't make out what's being said.
Fuck.
"Calm down, bud, I got you... Shit... How do I warn the others...?" Gregor wonders aloud to himself, slight panic rising in his chest. He thinks, there's no way. He could just leave Hong Lu here, leave and tell Dante. He'll get a scolding, yeah, but right now he'd rather have that than see this.
Gregor takes one last glance at Hong Lu's helpless state. He's trapped. He was bound, tied up, and vulnerable. Pleading eyes and pink blush on his pale face...
It's enough to trigger something inside Gregor. He can't feel his right arm.
Hong Lu continues to struggle.
It's a spur-of-a-moment decision. All a part of his metamorphic nature, it can prove itself useful from time to time. A stupid decision, if he had stopped to think more about what he was doing, he'd realized what a mistake he was about to commit. An arm of carapace, sharp enough to cut through a little bit of those vines and ribbons. Overzealousness washes over the other, and it becomes difficult to control. To stop himself. It's what caused Gregor to act upon instinct. He needs to move closer to pull Hong Lu out.
He holds a hand out to Hong Lu when he's believed he's cut through enough.
But Hong Lu's touch was uncomfortably warm. Not from sweat, but from something else entirely. A sudden overabundance of ribbons and vines wrap themselves tightly around his arm. It hurts him, a lot. He drops the cigar from his mouth. It falls into the vines. Everything happened so fast.
Hong Lu stops struggling, a hand, more of a sharp claw, carefully intertwining with Gregor's fingers, holding hands in almost a one-sided passion. Gregor watched in terror as Hong Lu's jade eye glowed with a hot pink hue of pure delight. The siren had tricked the fool.
The ribbons around his mouth and neck loosen slightly, unveiling a blissful, almost malicious smile, "Oh, Gregor~! You're my hero...!"
A nap was all Gregor wanted when he was sent back to the bus with Hong Lu. What better than some fucking nap?
... But that wasn't happening, was it?
There was a pounding in his head, painful and irritating, reminding him how much of an idiot he had been. He could only blame himself.
Pink, pink, pink, everywhere. He was so sick of that color. The air was heavy with some strange aroma. Pink ribbons tied his wrist and metamorphic arm to immobility, and multiple tied around his legs, keeping them parted in an almost demeaning position.
"Gregor..."
Hong Lu's voice sounded so... Strange. So soft, barely there, and yet so strong. Like his voice had been amplified and forced into a higher register. There was a gentle hum as if he were singing, coming out of Hong Lu's throat. Gregor couldn't hear a thing, not unless he listened closely. No matter how hard he tried to focus, he couldn't make out any words.
"My handsome Gregor..."
His voice was so soft, so sweet.
It was almost hypnotizing. Gregor didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do.
He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to do.
His thoughts were repeating over and over again.
"You..." Gregor whispered weakly, his voice hoarse from the lack of use.
"My hero," Hong Lu replied softly, "my savior... My beloved."
"What the hell...?" It was difficult to breathe properly from the thickness of the air. Another beat passed as the two hung in the air together, in eerily calm silence.
"I feel so strange..." Hong Lu murmured, "like I'm floating. Floating. So light, so free..."
No matter how much Gregor tried, he couldn't listen anymore, it wasn't working. He wanted to get rid of these damn ribbons. He needed to get away. He felt trapped. Trapped by those ribbons. Trapped by Hong Lu. Trapped by everything.
"I'm curious, my dearest... Do you hate me? For hurting you?"
"Huh?"
"Because dear Gregory~ I just have so many questions...! We always end up arguing, and it makes me so sad..." Hong Lu replied, still smiling, "I thought you hated me, but I don't want you to hate me," Gregor could sense that there was a small amount of desperation hidden underneath those words, "after that display you've shown, I see it. The feelings you have towards me, love, hate. They are mixed with pain and confusion. But most importantly, love. I want to understand the truth behind your feelings for me," His tone was soft and tender, his face filled with curiosity and adoration, "will you let me into your heart?"
Gregor tried to speak, but his words would die on his tongue. His brain was swimming in the heavy aroma and sweetness of the siren's voice, unable to comprehend anything that was happening. His heart pounded rapidly inside his chest, beating so hard and loud, that he could feel every thump against his rib cage. He thinks, thinks of his relationship with the one who's keeping him in his ribbon prison.
What did he feel about Hong Lu...? He thinks of everything that has occurred, every argument they had gone through. His memories were becoming hazy and unclear; there were fragments of things they said, the places they went, the things he did... But most importantly, he remembers him. Hong Lu was handsome and beautiful, he could make Gregor laugh with the stupidest jokes he couldn't understand...
And the worst part is he was still so nice to Gregor despite it all.
Even after everything, he kept treating him kindly, and even after the horrible things he said to Hong Lu, even with how disgusting he knows he is... Hong Lu was still trying to be kind. That's why he was being so patient all the time...
But why? What was he thinking?! Why was he willing to risk everything so easily?!
"Hong Lu..." Gregor whimpered. He wasn't sure why, but he felt tears well in his eyes.
"Yes...?" Hong Lu responded gently, "You're crying, my precious Gregory~" He giggles sweetly, brushing a careful claw to Gregor's cheek, "ah, do be careful though. I wouldn't want our first kiss to be ruined because of tears..."
Gregor flinches under the soft touch of the clawed finger. Gregor struggles harder. He continues to breathe more of that sweet air, and he feels like he's losing his mind. Panic settles in once again, and he's struggling to get out.
Hong Lu pulls him closer, pressing their bodies to flush against each other, his arms wrapped tightly around Gregor. He doesn't try to force Gregor to calm down. Instead, he coos, stroking Gregor's hair with a claw, "It's alright, Gregory~" He soothes, "don't worry. Everything will be okay," His voice was full of warmth and comfort, and suddenly, a feeling Gregor hadn't experienced before washed over him. He began to cry uncontrollably. It hurt so much. He felt like a pathetic child. He could only sob quietly, feeling humiliated and lost. His body was shaking violently, and a few more tears fell down his cheeks.
Gregor felt a soft kiss on his head. It was comforting and calming. But a hint of something else as well. It was hard to distinguish what it was. But it made him feel hot. He closed his eyes as he leaned into Hong Lu's touch.
Let's all become fruits.
Hong Lu continues his ministrations, and the aroma grew stronger. Hong Lu dove straight into a lip-locked kiss with Gregor, surprising the man, but he didn't pull back.
Your despair, your sadness...
Gregor deepens the kiss, relishing in Hong Lu's taste, kissing him fiercely until the both of them were breathing heavily and dizzy. Hong Lu couldn't help but let out a few scandalous moans as ribbons started loosening up and wrapping themselves differently around the two.
Let's all dangle down...!
"Gregor," Hong Lu whimpers, feeling aroused by such a simple action. They continued to kiss, Hong Lu nibbling at Gregor's lips playfully until they parted and Gregor gasped for air, panting heavily, "please, please, please," he says, pulling back enough to look at Gregor directly, their faces centimeters apart, "I need you," Hong Lu pleads as his lips form a pout, "I need you, now."
It didn't take much hassle for the ribbons to take off their pesky clothes, leaving them completely bare. Hong Lu quickly undoes the bandages that held Gregor's skin together. Then Hong Lu kissed every inch of his body, starting at his chest, making sure to savor every part of his flesh with soft licks and bites. Gregor moaned softly, his hips moving against Hong Lu's fingers. The sound Gregor made alone turned him on. "Please..." Hong Lu purred, running a hand through Gregor's hair, "please," he begged once more as he moved upward, making it so his folds were right in Gregor's face, "take a bite."
Ribbons snaked around Gregor's thigh, making his hips buck into the air. Ribbons gently wrap and pull Gregor's thighs apart, with more ribbons carefully sliding up to stimulate him as he begins going straight for the fruit.
With his tongue and mouth pressed firmly against Hong Lu's fruit, the ribbons slowly entered him. The moment it hit Gregor's entrance he could feel the tip go deeper, and it was incredibly strange. Yet, oddly felt pleasurable. Gregor let out a gasp as he arched his back, voluntarily opening his legs wider to allow the ribbons to fuck him deeper. A whimper escaped his throat when a particularly long strand slipped into him and made him lose control. Gregor groans loudly as Hong Lu starts grinding on his face, causing him to grip his hair tightly, pulling it lightly as the ribbon slides in further and faster, causing Gregor to moan louder and louder.
"Take... Take me..." Hong Lu growls softly, "eat me..." He was gasping now, besotted eyes looking down at Gregor in intense pleasure, "Eat me..." The sounds coming out of Hong Lu's mouth were sinful, intoxicating to the point where Gregor was almost begging Hong Lu to take him. His voice became more desperate and needy, his claws gripping onto Gregor's hair tightly, "Aaaaah~! Gregor....!!" Hong Lu cries out as he continues to grind onto Gregor, toying a little with his clit to desperately reach his own orgasm already.
The ribbons continue their relentless assault, pushing Gregor closer and closer to his climax. Hong Lu continues moaning loudly, grinding in time with the rhythm, "Oooohhh!" Hong Lu exclaimed, cumming earlier than Gregor did. Gregor moaned loudly, thrusting and bucking against the ribbons as he reached his peak, his breath becoming heavier and heavier. Gregor gripped Hong Lu's thigh tightly before going limp and exhausted, while the rest of the ribbons remained securely wrapped around his limbs. He lay there, breathing heavily.
He can hear Hong Lu chuckle, "Oh Gregory," Hong Lu whispered lovingly, stroking Gregor's cheek lovingly, "Don't you know how much I've wanted to do this with you?" Gregor blushed at those words, his mind still hazy from the effects. He tries to say something, but nothing comes out. So he closes his eyes, letting himself be guided to sleep.
Hong Lu kisses him gently, letting Gregor sleep on his lap. The ribbons loosen enough to be comfortable. Gregor lets out a sigh of relief, finally getting the sleep he had wanted from the beginning.
"They shouldn't be too far," Charon led the sinners with her weapon, "they weren't gone for too long. Let's hurry."
Dante followed closely behind her, carrying the large bundle of items in his arms won by his fellow employees.
"I never would've thought this would cause so much of a ruckus~" Rodya sighs, "so much of a hassle. We can't keep chasing scampering cats, now, can we?"
Sinners checked different ruined containment rooms, quietly passing by, nothing of interest to take note of.
It wasn't until a surprised screech from Sinclair is when everyone finally found what was left of the two men.