forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

tune

(Luka is breaking some rules oof)
Luka leaned closer and licked Bridge's neck, holding his wrists firmly so he couldn't escape.

((He is dear god lmao))
Bridge backed up as far as he could, until he was up against the wall. He should’ve gone earlier…then Scipio wouldn’t be unconscious.

(Scipio's gonna kill him)
"Why don't you tell me what you're here for, hmm?" Luka whispered softly into Bridge's ear.

Bridge shook his head, pressing his lips together. “I…I don’t know.”

"Oh come now, everyone's here for a reason…" Luka breathed down Bridge's neck, giving the boy chills.

A shiver went down Bridge’s spine, and he shut his eyes for a moment. “I don’t know.”

"I'll keep going if you don't tell me, hon." Luka blew cold air onto Bridge's neck.

“My…my dad sent me,” Bridge told him, pressing back against the wall.

"What for? Can't imagine you've done anything heinous. That's more Scipio's forte."

Bridge shook his head, looking at him with wide, golden eyes. “That’s…that’s what I don’t know.”

"Well, maybe you'll end up doing something bad here~" Luka bit Bridge's neck, albeit not hard.

Bridge gasped a little, his mind swirling. This wasn’t right.

Yelling could be heard from down the hall. It seemed that Scipio had woken up, but Luka didn't stop what he was doing. Scipio's yells suddenly stopped when he was tazed again.

“Please…stop…” Bridge pleaded, his voice quiet and almost submissive.

"What for?" Luka asked quietly. He was honestly a bit amused that Scipio had to be tazed again.

“It’s…I don’t like it,” Bridge told him, trying to squirm away.

"You sure do like it when Scorpion does it."

“You’re…you’re not Scipio,” Bridge protested softly.

"No, I'm not. That doesn't change the action itself though." Luka sighed and reluctantly released Bridge. "You can return to your cell for now. I figure you'll want to check on him."

Bridge backed away quickly, making his way out of the room and back down the hall towards Scipio, where he would be safe.

Scipio was tied up and unconscious, noticeably still shaking from being shocked twice in the neck. The guards were gone by now.

Bridge shut the door behind him, running up to Scipio and sitting cross-legged next to him, running a hand through his hair. “Scipio?”

Scipio didn't respond. There were two new painful marks from the tazers on his neck, and the electricity was still affecting his muscles.

Bridge scooted a little closer to him, putting another gentle hand to his face, waiting for him to wake again. He hated Luka. So much.

After about ten minutes, Scipio finally came to. His vision was very blurry and his breathing was uneven, but at least he was conscious.