(Note: Alright, all ye kiddies, or people not ready for gay sex level of maturity, you may want to leave the premises. I don't want to get sued. (Though I don't think I could be, but let's not try.) Regardless of the imprisonment, there isn't anything really that sadistic in here. Then again if you even searched for this kind of stuff, you're probably prepared. Please understand this is the SECOND time that I've gone full sexy time with a writing, and that my characterizing ability may not be at its strongest. Alright, I think thats it. Ciao! This'll happen in later chapters, but I will put this warning in every chapter.)

Hello! ^^

My name here is Kyoko Usagi, but you can call me whatever :3

I will take ship requests, for oneshots only ^^

As well as I'll only write about ships I either know about or are a fan of.

Thank you for reading~

(Also, this story was originally going to be a Oneshot, but I got to 1698 words of the fanfic and I'm not even at the sexy part yet. I'll release the first three chapters as a bulk release, but then the rest of these chapters I'll release in 2 day intervals, but if I finish the fanfic, I'll upload all of the chapters at once.)

Chapter 1 -

Ughhh…

Marco had not yet opened his eyes, however a faint consciousness had finally emerged. The abnormally high temperature cause him to squirm a bit, but his eyes had yet to open. It was only when the subtle smell of smoke floated into his nostrils did his eyes snap open.

What's going on?

Marco's eyes fluttered open in panic

Is it a fire?

Greeted by a sudden plain of bright red light, Marco couldn't see his surroundings clearly, his surrounding in somewhat of a blur.

Ouch…

Unprepared, he attempted to support his head with his hands, unfortunately, the normal ease of movement was interrupted.

Huh?

Marco yanked his arm again, thinking maybe he was just a bit weak from just waking up. His only response was the sound of rattling metal. At this point, Marco was no longer groggy, he was wide awake. His eyes darted from side to side, looking at his limbs, only to find they were securely fastened to the wall by a series of metal cuffs.

I'm chained… to a WALL?

The question resonated within his mind, only for him to descend into a fit of panic.

Why? Where am I? Who? What-

Of course, it only lasted until a certain voice cut through his thoughts,

"Hello, Marco."

Shit

Oh how Marco knew that voice, oh and how he knew it so well.

"Tom," Marco growled.

Thanks for Reading~

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