Gannen Harst is like a baby in this story. I mean he's like a scared little defensless thing. HE is the slave. Steve hates him, in a way. Or atleast it feels that way. i dont own any of these characters.
Gannen Harst stood there, letting the others attack him. Verbally attack him that is. They called him names like baby, child, ediot, and other hurtfull things one should not say. They pushed him a bit but not to hard. They didn't want to kill him not now when Stevestill needed him. One of the Vampaneze got a little to hyper and attacked. Then the rest were toppled on top of him. 1 against god knows how many. He hated to fight. He felt major pain in his left shoulder, a peircing crack like noise. He darred not to scream, that's what they wanted. The door to Steve's room swung open. Steve's voice rang out, he was angry. "STOP IT! Stop it you low life good for nothings!" Steve screamed. Everyone quickly got off of the poor shaking Gannen. "GANNEN HARST! In this room NOW!" Steve shouted. Gannen quivered at each word Steve said. As Gannen entered the room, scared to death of Steve. He had to hide it though, if he's scared now, Steve would give him worse.
"Y-Y-Yes sir?" Gannen quivered out.
"Get over here," Gannen moved closer to the bed Steve was sitting on. "What happened out there?"
"We were um," Steve slapped Gannen in the face as he screamed at him.
"DID I say you could talk? Huh?" Oh god, Steve was in a bad mood. Gannen held back the tears. His face was on fire, he was sure it was all red with a big Steve hand print. "Ok, now you can talk." Gannen was near shaking, he just then felt a liquid moving slowly down his arm, then shoulder; blood.
"The Vampanezes' just started to attack me. One just got wild and jumped and the rest followed. I I didn't- I didn't mean to start anything I just," Gannen's bottem lip started to tremble, he felt he was under major pressure, hopefully tonight he wouldn't be beat by Steve.
"Come here. Sit down next to me. No actualy lay down, right there." Gannen did as he was told asking no questions. "You're shoulder looks like it hurts does it?" Steve was now stratled on top of Gannen.
"N-n-no sir."
"Don't lie to me! I can see it hurts. Now take off your shirt."
"Wha-What?" Gannen choaked out.
"You heared me! I said off."
"Steve- please."
"Take it off! Now!" Steve demanded. Gannen whimpered, but did as he was told. When the shirt was well thrown on the ground Steve stared at Gannen's body. There was scars where the other Vampanezes fought with him. Steve traced one gloved finger along the traces of Gannen's body, then eventualy led his gloved finger away from the well built body, the well defind collar bone. Before Gannen could protest Steve slid his tongue on the cut allowing the healing spit to work it's magic. He dragged his tounge over Gannen's strong collar bone. Gannen let out an unwanted moan as Steve's tounge ran up and down Gannen's neck. Steve smirked. So easily suduced. thought Steve as he started to push Gannen back so Gannenwas laying down on the bed. But as Steve started to undo Gannen's pants Gannen protested by pushing away Steve's hands. Steve quickly pushed Gannen's hands away, and placed his tounge inside Gannen's mouth to stop protests. Gannen moaned as Steve found a sweet spot. So easy, so easy. Steve said to himself once more, with a proud smile in his face as he thought about what he was going to do to Gannen.
I'll put more into this story i promise. I just need to take a break, and leave you peoples begging for more. Big Smile. Reviews would be nice, and possibly make me type faster.