Yuri
Cheerleader
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It was a cold winter morning, and with the sunlight gently spilling in from the nearby window, Honey slowly began to wake up, his first thought, although strange, being the sheer amount of pillows his head was surrounded by. This clearly wasn't his bed. Shaking off the though and yawning softly, he soon realised he wasn't alone. Looking down, Honey noticed that Yuri , the cheerleader captain , was lying on top of him, her arm cupping Honey's cheek possessively, while the other tangled in his hair, toying softly with a few strands. She was asleep Honey thought to himself. Well she was because she was muttering between breaths
Mine....All mine”Attempting to move, Honey made a small gasp. He.....couldn't move. Glancing up at his arms, and then down at his legs, another gasp escaped Honey's mouth. His wrists and ankles were bound to the bedframe by thick ropes, and naked only in his underwear, making any form of movement, or escape, impossible. Moving his head to observe the room, a soft pain in Honey's neck emerged, causing him to wince slightly. Some sort of needle pain. Gently looking around what seemed to be Yuri’s bedroom, Honey's gaze focused on a small shrine in the corner to.....him? A small table, with candles in each corner, covered with photos and items clearly stolen from Honey's house. By now, Yuri had began to stir, and sitting up slowly, a smile of delight formed on her mouth as her eyes met with Honey's, before leaning down to purr in his ear. Hmm o-oh good morning, honey~"