Everything hurts.

Thats all I have to say.

My everything hurts.

Everything.

After waking up on the bathroom floor, face first, by the way, I realized that alcohol is not my friend, and if anything that bitch was on my shit list.

But as the memories came rushing back to me, embarrassing as ever, I realized maybe that bitch wasn't so bad since it somehow came me the balls to touch ... well, Blake's balls.

Hahaha, I am so fucking funny.

I groaned as my eyes squinted through the lights of the bathroom.

Oh my hell.

I looked down at my naked body, yep I am definitely classified as a whore.

And I'm okay with it.

It looked like someone had put my underwear through a blender and put it on high, couldn't he have just gently taken them off?

My eyes then ventured down the remaining of my body.

I looked like I survived an animal attack.

There were slight bruises littering my body, more than just before. These were hand shaped.

Guess Blake had as little control as I did.

I stumbled onto my feet and looked in the mirror. Shouldn't have.

I looked like death.

I quickly looked away from that mess and stumbled into the shower, quickly turning it on. The warm water running down my body made me feel a hundred times better.

Quickly washing my hair then twisting it into a bun on my head I quickly stepped out of the shower.

I wrap a towel around my waist and tip toed out of the room. Expect the unexpected, because there, sleep, half naked looking like glory itself, was Blake currently snoring.

The room smelled of cleaning chemicals, anger, and disgust.

Someone was not happy cleaning up my puke.

I crept towards my luggage and quickly yanked some clothes onto my body, before my eyes were drawn towards the harsh marks that littered across the ceiling and walls of the room.

What the-

Little holes were struck into the wall, like strikes of lightning.

I stood up and stared shell shocked at the mess we had made.

I must be amazing in bed, I snickered.

"I can smell your arrogance from here" Blake groaned out from the bed, not moving.

"Don't know what you are talking about" I replied trying to hold back a smile.

I leaped over to the bed and looked down at his passive face, I pouted at him.

He rolled his eyes at me, annoyed, "You're still drunk" he stated turning away from me.

Not going to lie, yea I could still feel a little bubbly, but I was in better control of my self. "Tipsy, Blue, I am tipsy" I giggled as he groaned in annoyance at me.

"So should we talk about it .. or ..." I asked as I climbed onto the bed and sat right behind him.

He turned towards me and his eyes were shinning, he was barely in control, "Talk about what?" he asked a smirk on his face.

"How great I am in bed" I pointed to the destroyed room, "Obviously" I finished. "And I didn't even give you the full Katrina effect!" I smirked at him.

His lips tilted in a slight smile before he doused it with a glare, "In case you forgot, this wasn't just me" he said.

"Unless I suddenly gained the power to shoot bolts out of my ass then I'm pretty sure it was you" I countered rolling my eyes.

He gave me a dirty smile at the idea which had me shoving him away.

"No it was right as I made that tight -"

"BLAKE!"

"- come, you and I touched hands and the room lit up. I'm blaming it on you, I usually make the girls see fire works, but your the first who's actually made them appear" he smirked.

I glared at him.

"So these other girls huh?" I asked.

He rolled away from me on his back, snatched the remote and started flipping through the TV I hadn't noticed earlier.

"Yep" he said no longer paying me attention.

"Were they pretty?" I asked looking at him trying to play it cool.

I would gauge all their eyes out with a spoon.

"I don't sleep with ugly women" he looked over at me, "usually" he finished turning back to the TV.

My mouth dropped, no he did not.

I growled and made a move to get off the bed and leave the room, son of a bitch.

He quickly stopped my movements with a yank on my arm, a devious smile on his face, his eyes more or less shining with amusement.

"I'm kidding"

"Fuck you, go kid with Diana, or whatever that bitch's name is" I growled trying to pull away from him.

He let out the most hearty, sexy, heart stopping smile.

"Usually they aren't ugly, but you are different from them. You're gorgeous" he finished.

I paused still eyeing him in annoyance.

"And you're a dick" I growled less irritated.

"One you like to touch" he smirked.

He had me there.

I quit trying to get out of his grasp and just slumped into the bed, "what are we going to do?" I asked him.

He froze, his eyes dulling back to their original beauty.

He released my arm and settled next to me.

He and I both knew he was a villain someone always running around playing the bad guy, doing shit that was highly illegal. He wasn't someone who would just settle down, and no matter what I wanted there would always be something out there. Some force he had to defeat or some hero he had to fight. There would always be a battle and I would always come in second. It was his nature to be free and in the world causing mischief, and maybe Supers had families and wives and girlfriends, but mine? Mine wanted power and freedom, he wore it like a second suit. Hell I don't even think he goes in often for his job!

His face was straight as he thought over my question.

What next?

What are we suppose to do?

The Shadow could only pose as an obstacle for so long, what was his end game?

Mine was being by his side, but you can't stand next to someone who flies. And I would never be able to fly, not like Ana does or any other Super.

He turned towards me, clear confusion on his face before the door was shoved open with a banging force.

I jumped in fear causing my head to make a hard connection with the back of the bed, Blue merely raised his eyebrow at me and then turned towards the intruder.

Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.

I turned to glare at whoever the hell decided to scare the shit out of me when my eyes collided with Aria's wild form.

"I found it! I found the guy!" She yelled at us before sprinting back down the hallway.

Blake was up and running after her his suit now pulled up to the rest of his body.

I quickly tripped out of the bed before rushing to follow them as well.

About three doors down Blake, Aria, and Klaus stood looking down at a screen.

Corey came rushing into the room next carrying another computer.

His eyes touched mine in a longing look before I quickly recoiled and looked away, my eyes finding Blake's annoyed ones.

I rolled my eyes at him while he just continued to glare at Corey.

Aria snatched our attention back, "So the name on the paper was Richard West, looked everywhere and no one has that name. But then I realized it was a place in California owned my a guy named Tyler Loke. Called him and comes to find out he has my files, he is waiting for us" Aria said out of breath.

I noticed the discrete way Klaus slipped his hand into hers.

I sent him a wink which had him roll his eyes at me with the faintest blush clouding his cheeks.

My favorite Dun brother.

Blue looked at the information before quickly pulling out his cell and making a call.

Aria slumped into Klaus's body obviously exhausted from searching for this guy.

I let them have their moment which then brought my attention back to the love sick puppy staring longingly at me.

I sighed, "Corey-"

"I know, but I've always had to be so secretive about my feeling for you, but now that you finally know, I just- I just want to look at you, Kat" he finished in a sigh.

"If you keep it up you won't have any eyes to look with" a growl shouted out from behind me.

Of course, Blake snatched me from around the waist yanking me back into his hard delicious body.

Corey gave me a shocked look, "Seriously Katrina? I thought we discussed this?!" He yelled shocked by Blake's obvious claim.

"The only thing that will be discussed is how you'll die, slowly or painfully" Blake finished.

"She deserves better!" Corey yelled.

"I am better" Blake smirked.

Corey opened his mouth, "You've been lying to me for years Corey, let's not do this, because you won't win" I warned him.

Blake gave him an evil smirk before slightly releasing his tight hold on me and turning back towards Klaus and Aria. "Get ready. The plane will be ready in an hour to take us to California" he said.

"He said that we could meet him at some convention... or something" Aria said trying to think back.

Klaus and Blake tensed at the same time, causing our eyes to be drawn to them.

"The convention?" Klaus asked looking at Blake.

Blake seemed to be doing some thinking in his mind, before his eyes widened and he quickly sped out of the room.

O...K?

"Convention?" I asked looking at Klaus who was having a total fan girl moment.

His eyes were wide, and he had the biggest grin on his face. He grabbed Aria and spun her in a circle, "Its The Convention! I get to go. ME. I get to go!" he sang out as he smashed a kiss on Aria's stunned face.

She was completely frozen as he turned away and look at me, "Yes, The Convention where the biggest and baddest villain and supers all come together and flaunt. I've never gotten the chance to go, Blake goes every year just to flaunt, but I-I've never be-been given the-" Klaus zipped out of the room.

I looked at Aria giving her a smirk as she joined the club.

She blinked at me, her face flushing in embarrassment, completely different from her little dark cloud outlook. "Wh-what?" she stuttered.

I gave her knowing smile, "That Dun sugar is good isn't it? Coming to the join the squad?" I asked her still giving her a knowing look.

Her face flushed even brighter.

"Sugar? Sq-squad? I-I don't-"

"You do, you so do" I cut her off making her stutter in embarrassment even more, "It's worth it though, sometimes they can be sweet-"

"CHRIST KATRINA, COME PACK YOUR SHIT! ITS EVERYWHERE! WE NEED TO GO NOW!" Blake bellowed from somewhere in the house.

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.

Five minuets of bliss, five minuets of him being slightly nice to me. I mean, I deserve at least that much? Right?

Aria's embarrassment had disappeared with the appearance of her confidence. "So sweet huh?" she mocked.

"I said can be" I snapped back at her, slowly turning and heading towards the room.

"KATRINA!"

"I FUCKING HEARD YOU THE GODDAMN FIRST TIME! HELL FUCKING KIDS IN CHINA HEARD YOU!" I screamed loosing my temper as I stomped back towards the room.

Aria's POV

I watched as Katrina blew up making Corey and I jump in fear from the sheer volume of her voice. She went stomping out of the room and down the hallway, leaving Corey distraught and hurt.

I was still buzzing from the kiss Klaus had rewarded me with seconds ago.

Maybe only Katrina knew for sure what it felt like to be electrocuted, but thats how Klaus' kisses felt. Like little bolts of heavenly electricity cranking me alive.

In short words, pretty amazing.

I tried to chomp down on my smile as I quickly walked passed Corey and headed to my room to pack.

I could hear door slamming and breaking glass coming from down the hallway in hurricane Katrina and Blake's direction.

They were magnetic, one didn't move without the other, yet there were constantly opposing forces, that were be dragged against one another.

At least from the moaning and groaning from earlier it sounded like they were dragging themselves against each other.

Not to mention the random lightning that had clouded over the house.

I didn't know what Katrina had done, but obviously it had a large affect on Blake.

Take that back, I knew exactly what she had done, but I was trying to keep my breakfast down. I quickly grabbed some clothing that Klaus had bought for me and through it into a bag, along with some other items I knew I would need eventually.

I could hear another glass break, "KATRINA IF YOU THROW ANOTHER-" something else shattered.

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK TO DO! YOU DUMBASS LIGHTNING ROD!" Katrina's shrill voice screamed back.

And to think they were actually getting along for a second.

There was a loud thump, as though someone had been tackled before silence fell across the house again.

I quickly grabbed my bags and made my way to the front of the house, where Klaus stood in a nervous blur of movement.

My face heated just with the thought of his early show of affection.

I quickly clamped down on it before making my way towards him.

He spun around nearly smacking me in the face with his long hair.

"Klaus" I warned annoyed with his restless moving that was making me sea sick.

His eyes found mine, before he took a step back, "How does my outfit look? Do you think it looks okay? I mean I want to look defined and classic, but at the same time laid back" he finished looking at me.

I looked at his clothing.

Jeans.

He had on jeans.

So stupid, yet so sexy.

I looked up at the ceiling in wonder, how could I be attracted to him?

"Shouldn't you be wearing a suit anyway? A super suit?" I asked him, trying not to let my body control my motions and yank him closer to me.

He was gorgeous, amazingly beautiful, and all I wanted to do was touch him. Touch, touch, touch, touch, touch- shit is he talking?

I tuned in, "- suit! What do you think I should do?" he asked looking at me for guidance.

I gave him a dull look, "Honestly, I was just staring at your body the entire time" I said dully.

He blinked at me.

Then nodded to himself, "Definitely should wear Blake's old suit" he finished before speeding away into the house.

Nice.

I wasn't alone long before Katrina and Blake came stomping towards me. Blake had a small cut on his cheek that was healing before my eyes, and Katrina's lip was bruised and split.

I almost thought he had hit her, before I saw her clothes were wrinkled and he had a self satisfied smirk on his face.

They made it to me before Katrina whipped around, "Would you quit already!" she hissed at him annoyed with the look on his face.

I shuffled back slightly.

"What? Mad your little boyfriend will see I clearly own that ass?" he hissed back at her.

If Katrina had been a super, fire would have exploded from her body, "You don't own shit, besides a big cape and a small pen-"

My mouth dropped into an 'O'. No she didn't.

Before she finished Blake yanked her to his chest.

It was a dominating act, but the care was clearly seen. His eyes flashed dangerously however, "Katrina Lynn Justice, I swear I will shove a fucking stop sign down your throat if you talk shit about my cape one more time. One. And I will literally take a stop sign and choke you to death with it" he growled.

His eyes had taken on a different color, shining golden white like lightning itself captured into orbs on his face.

It almost was inhuman the way his voice deepened, his body expanded slightly, like he was a completely different person.

Katrina didn't flinch.

The girl had balls the size of bowling balls.

She pushed closer to the obvious bomb about to explode. "Then I suggest you scrub your body with bleach, and bath the room in acid. If I so much as see her touch you again, Blue Doom, I will take a fucking machete to the snuggie you call a cape, then set every last one of your houses and cars to flame. Watching with a glass of wine all your shit burn to the everlasting ground. Clear?"

Her voice had gone eerie calm. Like she was simply explaining the weather, but the undertone of her message was completely clear, she could be just as un-fucking-stable as he was, and maybe even worse.

I watched what could only be described as a completely dysfunctional relationship, as he gave her an amused smirk, before slapping a kiss to her cheek and a hand to her ass, before grabbing his, mine, hers, and Klaus' bag and heading towards the car.

I stood shocked and opened mouthed as he walked pass me.

My god they were crazy.

Katrina muttered to herself before turning towards me, her eyes widening in shock like she just realized I was here.

"Oh. Hey! ... did you see that?" she asked slightly embarrassed.

I winced, "Anyone in a five mile radius saw that" I replied back to her.

I know it sounded stupid but being in a room with them was electric.

They were constant forces that were just drawn to each other in the damnest way.

She scratched her in worry before looking over at me.

"How'd he know my middle name?" she asked herself then turned to me, "He gave up way too easy, I mean the cape comment should have sent him through a wall. Something isn't right" she muttered looking at me.

I looked at her shocked.

Then thought back on it. Klaus was a cocky son of a bitch, any comment about me looking at his body should have caused him to try to sign my underwear with his tongue, but I got nothing but a blink.

He also hadn't insulted me.

He usually throws one out about my dark attire.

Something wasn't right.

I looked at Katrina's nervous face and mine shot up, "something is wrong" I said back to her.

Her eyes widened, she grabbed my hand and looked like she was about to sprint towards the back door before Blue Doom landed heavily in front of her decked out in his full suit, mask included.

Klaus came speeding beside him next, in a sea blue suit that had dark black stitching.

He looked so fucking good, but I couldn't dwell on that now.

In both their hands were large ass needles filled with some clear liquid.

Katrina immediately stepped back her eyes widening as she latched on to my arm.

"What are you doing?" She asked them cautiously.

She tried standing in front of me, even in her obvious fear.

Blue Doom gave her a devilish smirk, "Nothing" he mocked.

She nodded calmly before pushing me towards the door trying to get us away.

I didn't make it a step and neither did she before they surrounded us and jammed the needles into our necks.

My eyes widened as my legs gave out immediately before Klaus caught me.

"You fucker" I mumbled to him as he cradled me to his chest.

He smirked.

I looked just to see Katrina flick Blue Doom off and he watch with amusement as she face planted to the ground, not even bothering to try to catch her.

He laughed heartedly, a deranged and evil tint lacing her joyous laugh.

Then everything went black.



Katrina's POV

I was me, but at the same time I wasn't.

I was here, but I was also there.

Seen, but invisible.

My face hurt, which immediately notified me that I had face planted somewhere along the way.

I peeked my eye open, trying to decipher where I was, or better yet what the hell had happened to me, but my eyes only saw leather.

Black, smooth, expensive, most likely Italian leather.

My eyes swept around before they handed on Aria who was bound across from me. Her hands were prisoner to cuff, and her eyes held a fiery hatred that even had me cringing.

She had duck tape slapped firmly over her mouth, and I wanted to point and laugh, when I realized I was in the same position as her.

My confused eyes met hers in questioning, before she nodded her head to the left causing me to follow her direction.

There sat Blue Doom in a shinning most likely new suit. It pulled tightly over ever curve of his body, and made him shine darkly.

His sharp jaw line nice and smooth after a much needed shave, and his glorious eyes peeping back at me through his mask.

My eyes then ventured to his side kick, Klaus. He had on a lighter blue suit that flew over his muscled body. He looked good, not as buff as Blake, but close. His body was lean and strong clear the body of a runner.

He had captured his long hair into a ponytail, just letting it poke out of the back of his mask, the rest of his face entirely covered. His eyes shining as well, clearly stating the two were brothers.

I looked over at Aria wondering what the hell was happening, when my eyes were drawn to the beautiful dress on her body. It was tight and white, it came to mid thigh, which she obviously wasn't okay with. It clutched her figure showing how great her body truly was. The front came all the way to her neck before flowing down her back, leaving her golden skin completely on display.

I wanted to cackle at how uncomfortable she looked. Her hair pinned away from her face, displaying her beautiful green eyes, but again my damned mouth was taped shut.

I looked down then too, and wanted to cry.

While Aria's dress gave her some coverage, mine offered none. My dress was slightly shorter than hers, it hugged my every curve and left nothing to the imagination.

It was a halter top, but it had a plunging neck line right past the bottom of my boobs. It was midnight blue, strangely the exact color as Blue's super suit.

I was livid.

Fuck the duck tape! I started trying to yell and scream at Klaus and Blake, even with the duck tape muffling my words.

Blue's smile was deadly amused as he scooted closer to me.

He laid his heavy gloved hand on my upper thigh, which I tried not to show the effect, but from the way my legs immediately snapped closed and his highly amused smirk, I didn't do so well.

"Someones finally awake" he purred.

Oh he was eating this up. Our whole positions had been switched then turned to the max, he was in control so much that you might as well call him fucking Putin.

I glared at him, he knew I wouldn't be able to speak or fight which is exactly how he liked it.

I was pissed, he could tell to, which made his smile grow wider.

"Let's play a game!" he faked enthusiasm, "I pretend to be you and me, and see how it plays out, like a skit or something" he was dying laughing by this point and all I wanted was to repeatedly stomp him in his kidneys.

"Blue! Are you fucking kidding me right now?!" he mocked throwing his voice super high and rolling his eyes.

He then turned away his face going flat, "No, Katrina, I'm not fucking kidding you right now" he muttered.

He then turned the other way, "Why the hell would you tie me up?!" he mocked me again.

"Well you see I've just had this hole in my chest, burning with- with this emptiness, and I just couldn't figure it out" he was slowly trailing his long fingers up and down my leg, "Then it hit me like a bag of rocks! I miss my hostage, my kidnappe, my submissive... slightly submissive little bitch" he painfully yanked my jaw into his grasp pulling me closer to him having us eye to eye.

He was glaring hell fire down at me, and I was throwing it right back.

He quickly turned again, "But Blue! We've ... we are whatever we are and I let you do things to me that I've never let others do before! How could you betray me?!" he mocked me again.

I was looking into the eyes of pure evil, and anger. Anger that's best friend was Evil. Evil who had a life sized pimple on its face name Anger.

He wasn't even Blake, this was Blue Doom, from the lightning eyes and pure power, it was the greatest villain in this world.

"Betray you? No. No. No. My dear Katrina, I think it is you who has betrayed me" he raged. It was controlled anger which is what made it so much scarier.

I had no fucking clue what he was going on about, all I could think of was his hand on my upper thigh, trailing fire as it moved back and forth daunting me.

His words slowly trickled through my hormones making me pause in reflection, what the hell was he talking about.

But I couldn't focus on that now, all I could think of his how petty all of this was. He had tied me up, and was yelling and torturing me and for what?! Something I may or may not have told him about? Or done?!

My resolve was tightened, I was going to tare him a new one, but first I needed to get away from him.

"You completely and utterly belong to me Katrina, I don't fucking share" he bellowed that small reign of control he had slipping.

What panic and adrenaline make you do is unreal.

I pulled my hands up and shoved him in the face away from me before jumping up and leaping over the second row seating into the third row of the limo.

There was a clear roar of anger as I landed heavily on my side, I kicked off the heels that someone had put on my feet and struggled to get up.

I army crawled my way to the chairs before something heavy landed on my back.

I let out a muffled scream as my face planted into the seat then to the floor as he drug me towards his body. I twisted underneath him, his tree like thighs trapping me.

I look up at him annoyed while he smirks at me, he pushes a small button on the chair making a slide come down isolating us from Klaus and Aria.

Now I'm a little nervous.

He sits back on his heels looking down at me like I'm his prey. He chuckles darkly, "I give you an inch and you take a fucking mile" he growls, his eyes revealing the anger swimming inside of him.

I would ask him whats going on, try to talk through this, but he put duck tape on my mouth, so he obviously wants a fight.

He brings his hand down dangerously close to my head.

I glare before lifting my knee and getting him in the groin. He hisses in pain giving me enough leverage to buck him off me, sending him flying sideways away from me.

I quickly flip back around and make a run for the fourth row of the limo. I jump trying to get to the next row, but a hand stops me mid-flight sending me crashing into the top of the seats.

I groan, definitely crushed an ovary. I look backwards and see Blue's hand clutching my ankle, I quickly use my other foot to try to nail him in the face.

But he ducks just in time and decides to rush me, sending us both toppling to the floor of the next seating row.

Fucking hell, I groan in pain at the impact of my face meeting the ground.

Blue and I are tangled in each others arms and legs. He is sprawled on top of my back while I lay face first into the carpeted floor.

He is breathing just as heavily as me, "You'd really think you would get away?" he mocked me.

I pull my elbow back, clipping him in the jaw.

I try to wiggle myself away from him as he chuckles a nerve racking laugh. His angry hands grip me unbearably tight before flipping me around and slamming me to the ground.

I groan looking up at his furious face.

His eyes full on flashing me that lightning anger of his.

"You're going to pay for that Katrina Justice" he roared.

I swear it was straight instinct that drove me to kick him in the stomach. He dropped backwards landing on his back, but he was barely down for a second before he pulled me over his body trapping mine to his.

We were both so livid, slightly injured, and breathing heavy.

We both weren't easy wins.

His eyes bore into mine, "If you think even for a second you're not completely mine, Katrina Justice, I will destroy this world and the next" he growled.

He'd been continuing on and on with the same shit, and any other point in time it would have been sweet, but there was a danger about it. A warning he was implying.

He wasn't okay right now, which is why I continued to struggle.

He hand wound around my thigh making me pause in my efforts of escape. "Huh Katrina? Do you think otherwise?" he barked.

I was breathing like a fat laboring dog while he watched me with predator eyes.

He hand pushed further up my body, making me shiver with lust.

Oh God I needed to get away.

I pushed away hard enough, but he stood on top of me the entire time. Now he was over me, his dominance clearly shown as he captured me under his body, his hands still running up my body.

Now I was caught. And now I was starting to like it.

I moaned as he hands skimmed over my stomach, then towards my breast that had been neglected the covering of a bra.

He squeezed me tightly, making me arch my body to get closer to his.

He released me immediately, bringing his hands back down the length of my body, around my back, to my ass, the top of my thighs then diving for my hips, holding me still.

His hands, even gloved, emitted electricity that drew my body to him.

Like lightning to a rod.

His hands rubbed against the bands of my underwear, causing me to surely and slowly lose my mind.

I moaned against the duct tape, my breath heavy, and mingling with his.

He suddenly yanked me forwards to that I sat directly on his lap, our cores touching directly, making me hiss with a need.

My bound hands wrapped around his neck so that I didn't fall over.

His hands squeezed my ass painfully tight, I tried to move forward which caused a deadly friction between our two, very alert and excited bodies.

His jaw tighten and my eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head from the sensation that came from my core.

His one hand was currently back between my legs, holding the inside of my thigh, dancing dangerous close to a place they had ventured the night before.

I was in sensation overload, and he stood perfectly still watching me with hardened eyes.

Without hesitation his fingers shoved pass my underwear and thrusted inside of me, yet again.

I cried out, my eyes shutting on their own accord from the pleasure he was bringing me. My moans muffled by the tape shutting my mouth closed.

"Who do you belong to, Katrina?" he growled in my ear.

I cried and moaned from the pleasure of hearing my name come from his lips as his fingers continued to defy my thoughts of how much pleasure he could give me.

"I can't hear you, Katrina" he growled as he added another finger to his rhythm, nearly making me double over in pleasure.

My thoughts couldn't connect, I couldn't string together two sentences if you paid me, all I knew was his hand and his pleasure that he was granting me. And God was he granting it.

I rocked myself dangerous against his hand and his erection, nearly causing tears of frustrated pleasure to come to my eyes.

He started dragging his hot lipped kisses up and down my neck, littering bites and kisses on every inch of my available skin.

"I still can't hear you Katrina" he stilled his fingers inside of me, making me cry out in destress as I continued rocking myself on him trying to get the desired effect he had caused.

I wailed out behind the duct tape, "Y-ummmm" I cried out.

"I still can't hear you baby" he mumbled in my ear.

I was actually going to die, "Y-hummm" I sang out louder.

"Do you belong to anyone else?" he growled in my ear possessively.

I shook my head no violently, still moving myself against him to bring back the pleasure.

His fingers moved again, this time with a vengeance, rougher than before, harder. My arms tightened around him as I felt something inside me building up.

"Mine only" he screamed out, I just nodded my head yes.

Moans and cries of pleasure stifled behind the tape.

"Come for me baby" he growled out.

Thats was all I needed before I came apart in his hands. My body tensed with pleasure before I weakly collapsed into his hard body, sweaty and finished due to him.

He pulled away from me, as he lifted my limp body and set me down on the seats of the limo. I was still trying to swat away the stars that were floating around my head.

He looked down at me heatedly, "I would stay here and make you forget your own name, but there isn't enough time" he said looking me up and down, before turning around to grab my shoes.

Jokes on him though. I already forgot my name.

I slowly sat up as he came back and set my shoes in front of me.

I stared hard at him, trying to pick my dignity back off the ground ... where my panties were.

I need help.

He blinked back at me, before a lazy smile lifted his lips. "You caught me, I only really just made you scream ... muffle my name like that because I'm not taking those cuff or the duct tape off" he shrugged.

If my mouth could, it would have dropped open in shock.

I tilted my head, seriously?

He chuckled darkly, "I may have just given you a world ending orgasm, but I still don't trust you, and I like where this brings us. Back to you being my prisoner ... with benefits" he winked at me.

I throw myself back into the seats, banging my head over and over again.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

He just blinked at me, "Maybe next time you'll remember" he replied.

"RE-MMMMMMMMMUMMM WH-UUUUUUMMM?!" I screamed at him through the tape.

His eyes flashed, "Remember you are mine!" he growled back.

I must have drunkly posted a picture of my ass on Instagram, because all he keeps yelling about is me belonging to him.

What makes this even funnier, is not even a few hours ago we'd been arguing about Ana's shit ass bra being in his room.

Yea after I followed him to the room he'd been originally staying in before our little hand party, I found her shit everywhere. The place even fucking smelled like her.

So I may be his, but his ass better remember to he's mine.

My eyes turned into slits at the thought of Ana. I had to give her props she hadn't just disappeared like I had hoped, she was like a fucking roach, you couldn't get rid of her.

Just the thought of her kissing Blake made me want to piss on his shoe or something.

I know, jealousy isn't good for the heart, or something, but when it came to him, I jealousy wasn't even controllable. Just the thought of someone else touching him made me want to explode.

I regret not doing anything when Ana kissed him, I should have thrown her into a hole.

He was mine. Not hers. Or anyone elses.

He tilted his head in confusion, raising an eyebrow at me. He could smell my anger on my skin.

Something else took over my body just with the thought that someone else would even try to take claim over him.

His very essence belonged to me, and death would come for whoever tried to take him from me.

My body shook with the need to make him mine, show him that he belonged to me, let him know the control I had over his body.

Remind him.

My body slipped into someone elses control.

I crawled over towards him slowly.

He just kept giving me a slightly surprised look, one mixed with clear confusion at where my mind was.

Once I had crawled onto his lap, he leaned back against the seats, watching me with clear interest. I set my hands on his chest, then with a power that didn't belong to me I yanked my hands apart, snapping the cuffs in half.

His expressed remained neutral, uncaring as his eyes watched me. I then ripped the tape off my mouth, finally free.

My hands immediately ventured slowly up his rock hard chest, then towards the back to his neck, quickly undoing his suit.

I sat up higher as I yanked his suit down, his eyes lifting to continue staring in my eyes.

We never broke contact, even as I dragged his suit down to his waist, dangerously low.

He was glorious, every time I looked at him I swear another muscle appeared. My hands had a mind of their own as they flowed over his skin, feeling every inch of him.

Claiming him.

They ventured over his shoulders, then to the front of his chest, down the sides of his arms, to his abs, then lower and lower and lo- His hands snatched mine right before they could touch anymore.

His face was still passive as he bore his eyes into mine.

We stood still like that, just looking at one another.

I ripped from his grasp and crushed my lips to his. He met me just as animalistic, my nails dug into back as I crushed my body to his.

He growled deep in the back of his throat as I pushed myself closer to his hard on, his hands snapped to my thighs pulling me closer to him as well.

I bit down harshly on his lips, demanding him to understand.

I pulled back and looked down at him hard, "You" I nipped at the skin on his neck, "Belong" I sucked at the skin on his jaw, "To" I ground myself into his lap, "Me" I bit down harshly on his lip. I pulled back and looked at the smirk on his face.

His hand was still gripping my thigh dangerous tight, "I'd have you bent over, but we're here" he growled, his voice deep with lust, showing just how much I was effecting him.

I would have smirked, hell even done a small happy dance at how perfectly I had played that out, but he quickly yanked my hands forwards and off his body.

He quickly re cuffed them with another pair he had hidden in his waist band.

My mouth dropped.

He laughed darkly, "I wasn't lying when I said that I miss having a prisoner" he smirked looking my body up and down.

"Blue, I'm going to fuck you up if you put some more tape on my goddamn mouth. That's first, and baby if we are playing prisoner again, I think you might want to reconsider- I'm still pretty good at escaping" I threatened him darkly.

His eyes lit up, "I remember, but I love playing catch. So escape baby girl, I'll always catch you" he warned dangerously.

"You sure you want to play this game? I thought we had passed this" I warned him.

"Oh I'm sure"

My jaw tightened in anger, I could see it clearly on his face. He wanted to see if he could keep his hands to himself. On a small level we had clearly attached ourselves to one another, he wanted to challenge himself like the fucking psycho he was.

See how long he could hold out. Still be in utter control.

Little did he know.

He quickly shoved me off his lap, sending me sprawling to the ground of the limo. I can never just get a semi-normal moment.

First guy I've ever really like, and he's a complete and utter sociopath.

"What the fu-"

He jumped over top of my sprawled out body making me freeze.

He smirked before slapping another piece of duct tape over my mouth, then slamming his lips harshly onto mine over the tape.

He pulled his suit back up over his gorgeous body and smirked down at me, "I'd love to play right now but we have places to be" he finished.

He back up before stepping over me towards the door and swinging it open.

Immediately flashing lights could be seen and the screams of people trying to get Blue's attention were insane. He quickly turned around in the midst of this weird red carpet and stuck his hand out for me to take.

I looked at him then his hand, snorted and dove to get over the row of chairs away from him again. He quickly latched onto my legs though and drug me back to him, then completely out of the car, where I was blinded by photographers.

I looked over at Aria who seemed to be in just as much shock as I was, and her hair looked a little crazy, like someone had been running their hands through it.

Mine must have looked like I'd been attacked by a bear.

Blue grabbed me by my upper arm and preceded to drag me towards the large building that stood in front of us.

Klaus and he brought Aria and I inside while waving to the paparazzi, what really was shocking is that no one was even surprised at the sight of two bound women at their sides.

Once we made it to the door a nerdy little kid stepped out and handed Blake and Klaus maps, "Welcoming to The Convention, please enjoy yourself and remember this is a non-attacking environment" the boy quickly said before stepping away.

Non-attacking? The hell?

Blake walked in still dragging me when we came out to a landing that had a grand marble stair case leading down towards hundred of small little bars set up. Everything looked so classic, like a black and tie event of comic con.

Supers decked out and normal people dressed to the tee in dresses and tux.

I was blown away.

It was gorgeous and buzzing with life, it was amazing. There were people flying, others demonstrating what their amazing inventions could do. It was a complete baffling experience.

Blue grasped my arm and yanked me down the stairs, Klaus and Aria on our tails.

Just as we made it to the last step a man in a tux stepped out in front of us, causing Blue to sigh loudly in his face. I grimace at the rudeness and tried to apologize to the man with my eyes, but he didn't seem off put by Blue's sucky attitude.

"Blue Doom, what a pleasure" the greying man said. He was older, but still devilishly handsome. He had streaks of grey running through his hair, but he was still tall and looked like he could hold is own if something came to blows.

The only indication I had of his possible age was the greying hair.

"Dr. Crake" Blue muttered bored.

I elbowed him in his side, making him turn and glare at me in warning.

"What a lovely hostage you have here, this must be the girl you were videotaped taking. Katrina Justice ... am I correct? I was sure I saw that you had returned her-"

"I did, but she's cheaper than a pornhub subscription and more entertaining than my hand" Blue finished.

I actually wanted to die.

Lay down to the ground and die.

Get rolled over by a semi-truck and die.

Literally and fully just sit down on the floor and die.

Die. Die. Die.

Embarrassment is when you get caught picking your nose or pulling a wedgie, hell even farting in public and getting caught.

Now thats embarrassing.

Pretty much being described in detail how much more useful I am than masturbating was excruciatingly humiliating in every sense of the word.

I actually think I may have passed out for a second due to deathly shame.

I didn't even think, I pulled back and pulling strength from ever bulb in the room landed a strong kick to Blue's shin.

His face barely twitch, but I knew it hurt.

The man looked up at the ceiling in shock before his eyes strolled back to my inflamed face, "She seems lovely why do you have duct tape over her mouth?" he asked.

"She tends to say things that piss me off" Blue growled his eyes trained on me.

I bent down turned slightly and with my bound hands was able to flip him off.

The man laughed, "Seems you have yet to find a fan" he mocked Blue.

Blue glared at me, "Should tell you wife that" he finished.

The man froze anger slipping onto his face, "Fuck yourself, you brat" he growled at Blue.

My eye turned towards the man, anger clouding my vision, only I'm allowed to speak to him like that. I started yelling at the man through my duct tape, which wasn't really working, but it was making me feel better.

Blue wrapped his arms around my waist, "Again, your wife said the same thing last night" Blue said pulling me away from the flabbergasted and furious man.

Klaus began leading the way with a highly amused Aria, towards a side door that said Care Room off to the side of the room.

Blue dragged me inside towards a desk that stood in front of three different rooms. A lanky man stood at the desk smiling at the four of us.

I rolled my eyes as Blue set me down next to him.

"Which room for your guest would you like?" the man asked kindly.

"We would both like the Specially Secure room" Klaus replied then slid the man a bunch of hundreds, which caused his smile to widen more.

He nodded and turned towards the first room of the left.

Blue turned me around to face him, he quickly ripped the duct tape off my mouth. "Listen, I'll be back for you in a few hours. I just need to find this man first and then we can be out of here" he finished, as he started to rip apart my cuffs.

"You're just going to leave me here?" I fumed.

"You'll be safe here. No one will mess with you, and try to play nice. I would hate to get a bad report for when I come back for you" he smirked.

My eyes narrowed, "Where exactly are you leaving me?" I asked him looking back at the door.

"It's like daycare" he muttered before shoving towards the man, along with Aria and then him and Klaus disappeared behind the door to the real fun.

I looked at Aria in annoyance, while she was busy blushing.

Gross.

"This way ladies, and please don't run, I'd hate to make this painful" he said calmly as he finished counting the money he had just gotten.

I rolled my eyes as we followed behind him towards the door.

He swung it open.

If only Blue knew what he had set me up with.