Chapter 3 -- Running on Pain
Reggie pulled away slowly, his own actions appalled him, he might be a flirt and get down and dirty with his friends but kiss a guy he's known for less than an hour? Never. There was just something about this boy that seemed to scream "save me!" at him and make him want this man.
Shinji's tears had stopped and the boy looked at Reggie with confusion mixed with a smidgen of hope. Shinji lifted a hand to reach out towards Reggie when he suddenly dropped to his knees with a gasp and clutched at his abdomen. His teeth clenched trying to hold back a scream as tears once again streamed down his face. Reggie could tell that these tears, however, were not from sadness but from pain. He dropped to a knee and placed a hand on Shinji's shoulder, "What's happening?" he asked full of concern. He could hear a slight buzzing sound.
Shinji shook his head as if to ward him off but could no longer hold his voice back. As Shinji screamed he fell to his side and curled his body around his hands. Reggie was feeling panic rise within him but was not the kind of man to succumb to it, he shoved Shinji's hands aside and lifted the man's shirt to see if he was hurt. He felt a look of horror cross his face as he looked down at the wide belt that wrapped tightly around Shinji's waist. It was obviously electronic and from the way it sounded and the movements Shinji's body was being forced to make it appeared as if it was sending high voltage electric shocks through him. Reggie moved to rip the wretched thing off but Shinji pushed him away and seemed to protect the device. After a moment longer the buzzing stopped along with Shinji's scream, the only sound in the apartment was Shinji's heavy pained breathing. Reggie didn't move, waiting for an explanation. Shinji opened his eyes finally and pushed himself off the ground slowly, he put his shirt back down covering the object of torture and looked towards the door, "I have to return now, if I don't get back soon... " the boy hesitated for a moment trying to chose his words carefully, "well let's just say I don't want to be late."
As Shinji reached for the door Reggie pulled himself up to lean against it and bar the way again. It hit him though that this was dangerous territory he was wading into and he had to tread carefully, "Listen Shinji, I'm not a stranger to S&M but this..." he gestured towards the hidden belt. He shook his head then touched the boys chin again, this time the boy looked into his face without his nudge, "If things ever go too far, know that here you are safe." Reggie turned and opened the door to allow Shinji passage. Shinji watched him for a moment then smiled softly at his savior, "thank you," he said and left.
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Reggie lounged on his couch flipping through channels on his huge plasma tv. He was bored again so his mind automatically began to wander towards Shinji. It had been almost a week since that night and Reggie couldn't get him out of his head. He had never felt so protective of another being before that he simply ached with the pain of not knowing if the boy was even alive. After seeing a device like that he knew the risks that were involved when that level of "play" becomes commonplace for the Dom; it simply gets more dangerous.
Reggie sighed, maybe Shinji was a true masochist and enjoyed that level of pain but Reggie couldn't believe it, not after knowing that earlier that same evening the boy tried to kill himself. No, this level of pain had moved past what Shinji wanted, the Dom was abusing their Sub. Reggie let out a growl of frustration, there was nothing he could do about it, he felt so helpless. All he knew was the man's name and age, he had no idea where he lived or how to get in contact with him to make sure he was alright. Reggie was a true Dom and having no control was eating away at him. A thought struck him suddenly, maybe Shinji didn't want to talk to him, perhaps his kiss had scared Shinji off, perhaps the boy's Dom was a woman like Nic and the boy wasn't gay at all... Reggie face palmed and threw his head back as if to plead with the ceiling. What was he doing?... Why did he feel like this towards a man he barely knew?