Forever Caged [Complete]

Chapter 5: Tend


Reyvn's eyes fluttered open and closed, and he frowned. He instinctively turned away from the bright afternoon sunlight streaming through the window, and felt better for it. At the same time, he felt his back and legs sting as the cloth of the sheets peeled from his unattended wounds. He inhaled sharply, stilling himself. He hoped briefly that he wouldn't have new scars, then curled his body up slightly. He lay there for a long time in silence, thinking about all that had happened. He remembered now; Koumori selling him off, his attempted escape and his recapture. Waking up in a strange new place, believing for a split second that he was free, until he saw the naga...what was his name again? That's right. Lesara. Until he saw Lesara lying next to him, then the realization that he had indeed been freed of Koumori, only to be owned by a new man, in a new cage.

Then in his mind he saw the birds on the windowsill again, blue as the sky on a clear day, and watched as they flew away. He longed to join them, to be just as free. Was his fate to live eternally as a lovely blackbird behind bars, doing tricks whenever others commanded them of him? A shudder ran through his body as he began to sob again, silent and forceful. The movement caused his wounds to sting again, but it was a distant pain. Nothing comparable to the deep-seated darkness that lived in his soul, lonely and broken. His tears drenched the spot on the soft pillow where his head lay, and it was only then did he realize just how hard he was crying. He choked, and forced himself to calm down. To stop thinking about the pain.

Then he remembered the doctor whose name he didn't know, and anger flared through him. Fingers raked through his long black hair in frustration, fighting to keep his emotions at bay. He decided he couldn't, and would not, trust this green-haired man in the future. Images of last night raced through his mind, and he shook his head and curled up tighter. He took a deep, cooling breath, and forced everything down. Like he always did. Like he must, to avoid his master's fury. He opened his eyes again, and pushed himself up to sit. He glanced at the brass bell on the nightstand, thinking of what Lesara said. But he didn't want that man in this room again, even if his body did need tending to.

He carefully, slowly slid himself off the bed, and tried to walk. He was a little unsteady at first, but after a few seconds was all right. He explored his new cage, memorizing every part of it. One glance at the window told him that he was indeed trapped. He tried the door just be certain, and found that it was locked. Content and disgusted with the fact there was nothing left to do, he sat back on the bed, pulling the sheets around him.

He didn't touch the bell. Instead, he waited until Lesara remembered him.

Lesara sat in his room, silent, uneasy. It was well past noon, and he was starting to worry about the boy. He was guilty enough that he had abused him so, but to have killed him...? He shook his head, trying to dismiss the thought. Still, maybe he ought to check. He slithered hurriedly to Reyvn's room, and pressed his ear against the door. He heard nothing, so he gingerly tried knocking. "Reyvn? Are you awake?"

Reyvn didn't intend to answer, and for a few seconds was silent. Then he thought better of it, believing Lesara would hurt him if he intentionally did not respond. He hadn't even been here a full day; no need to make the naga angry so soon. "I'm awake," he said just loud enough to be heard through the door.

"Alright, I'm coming in... Who locked the damn door?" Lesara muttered that last part to himself. He fished in his hair for a pin, jammed it in the lock and opened it to the room. He went to the window, opened it, and waved at the bars. The bars started to waver, then disappeared. "These bars are meant to keep intruders from getting in, they aren't meant to trap you." He slithered to the boy's bedside and dropped down. "Are you feeling alright?"

Reyvn watched Lesara with surprise on his face. It was not Lesara's intent to lock him up? A questioning looked passed over his face then as he wondered what exactly this man intended to do with him. He quickly forced neutrality when Lesara turned to face him and came close. He glanced down, shaking his head gently. "Everything stings, and...something inside is hurting." His body had had absolutely no time to adjust to Lesara's and Ravis' ruthless penetration or sizes last night, and the rapid stretching and speed led to a lot of friction that left his insides bruised and very likely a little torn.

Lesara gave him a quick once over. "Hmm... I'm not surprised. We were rather rough on you last night... How about we get you cleaned up, I'm sure you'll feel better then." Lesara looked at the bloodstains on the sheets, no doubt from the clawing he had done on Reyvn's thighs. A little twinge of surprise stabbed him in just the wrong way. He did that? He was never so rough with others before... He was going to have to work hard to clean his conscience of this.

Reyvn nodded, and started to stand up again. He almost wanted to pull the sheets with him to hide his nakedness, but decided there was no point and instead simply waited for Lesara to lead him on.

Lesara wasted no time scooping him up. "Good heavens, you're light as a feather! Didn't that man ever feed you? I'll have Cherry prepare something after a bath." Lesara slithered out into the halls, zipped past many doors until he was in front of a heavy door with a large duck carved on the front. He opened it up with his tail, and inside was a rather decent sized bathroom. A large tub that looked as though it could fit ten people was sunk into the floor, and next to it stood a large metal shelf with various bottles of oils and soaps, scrubs, and towels cluttering the shelves. He set Reyvn down on the side of the tub, and started fiddling with the taps. He searched through the shelves till he selected one particularly fat, round bottle, opened the stopper, and poured in a few drops. The bath was soon filled with bubbles. He slithered in, and pulled Reyvn onto his lap to keep him from drowning.

Reyvn said nothing, but made a quick map of the halls in his mind as they traveled through them. He didn't recognize the funny shape carved into the door, but decided it looked vaguely like a bird. Still he remained silent as Lesara set him down and moved around the bathroom. He made a small 'yip' when he was suddenly pulled into the naga's lap, but didn't protest. He inhaled sharply and went rigid as the hot foaming water rushed over his cuts, now adding burn to the sting. He would have liked to hop right back out of the water, but didn't. He knew better than that.

"I know, it hurts like hell, but if we don't clean you off, those cuts could get nasty." Lesara took a soft rag, dunked it in the water and began to massage the boy's skin. Gods they really made a mess of him last night. He sat there silently, diligently working Reyvn's skin over with the cloth, trying to be extra gentle with his wounds. The hot, soapy water started to become dingy as Lesara continued, and he made a slight face at it. What a mess indeed.

Reyvn already knew that about his cuts. Koumori did teach him enough about personal health and hygiene to take care of himself if ever the veran was not around to tend to him. He flinched and twitched at Lesara's touches, however gentle they were. His insides still ached, and he wondered for a moment how the naga intended to take care of that part.

Lesara gently lifted Reyvn to the side of the tub. He pulled the plug, slithered out himself, and began rummaging through the shelves. A few moments later, he came out with a white box and a big fluffy towel. He set the box down and began to pat Reyvn dry. When he was done, he opened the white box, took out a roll of gauze and a bottle of cream. "This here is the first aid stuff. As you might have noticed, I keep it on those shelves. You're free to use it when you like." He poured some of the cream onto his hands, and he gently worked them into the wounds. The medicine in it was making his own hands lose feeling, and he was hoping it would ease the pain on Reyvn's thighs. He wiped his hands on the towel, and proceeded to wrap the wounds. "Does it hurt anywhere else?"

Reyvn remained in place so Lesara could do as he wished, and watched how he did things. He was so much gentler than Koumori had ever been...But it could be a lie, like the way the veran had sometimes done. He let out a sigh of relief when the cool cream touched his wounds and the pain began to numb. Kou had certainly never been nice enough to do that. He moved so Lesara could more easily apply the bandages, letting his body relax. He blinked up at Lesara at the sudden question. "Ah...I..." he started, then stopped and glanced away. Should he bother telling him a second time, or keep it to himself and deal with it?

Lesara watched him. "The soreness hasn't gone away, has it?" He started dressing the bite marks around Reyvn's neck. He had something to take care of it, but applying it would be awkward. He wasn't sure what to do.

Reyvn started to shake his head, then stopped abruptly and held it still so Lesara could bandage his neck. "No," he said softly.

Lesara looked slightly concerned. "I thought not. Well, I do have something to take care of it. It will make you drowsy, and when you wake, you will be really hungry, but it should take care of the soreness. The only issue is... I have to apply it directly." 

Reyvn had guessed as much, though he couldn't help but hope it was going to be a pill. Oh well. He sighed softly, looking downwards again. He didn't want to be touched anymore, especially inside. But if for once it was going to rid him of pain rather than cause it, maybe it would be all right. "That's fine," he replied quietly.

Lesara slithered towards the shelf, and had to reach pretty far back. After a bit more fishing, he pulled out a long, thin bottle. He thought for a moment about how he would apply it. Maybe use the bottle directly? It was much thinner around than he was. He grimaced at the alternative; he didn't want to hurt Reyvn anymore than he already had. 

Reyvn watched him, and thought exactly the same things as Lesara did. He saw three ways to apply whatever was in the bottle. The bottle itself looked like it would feel less painful than Lesara's penis, and one look at Lesara's hands made him decide he didn't want those claws in his body either. But he said nothing, and let the naga decide.

Lesara pulled the stopper on the bottle, gave it a quick sniff test and yanked back at the strong scent. "Alright, roll over and let your legs dangle into the tub." He turned the knob with his tail to fill it again so the boy wasn't against cold tile the whole time. Besides, he needed to wash his hair after all this. He felt nasty. "Tell me where the pain stops. Just point on your back"

Reyvn did as he was asked without question, and his stomach protested with a dull ache as he rested over the tub's edge. His feet touched flat on the floor of the tub, and he felt warm water rush over them. He concentrated on the pain for a few seconds, figuring out where it was. He reached back, and rested his hand just slightly below the middle of his hips. In the front, it about matched where his navel was.

Lesara looked a little uneasy. "Oh dear, the bottle is too short..." He didn't have any other alternative. He set the bottle down, and rummaged in his scrubby basket for a condom. "You're not going to like this." He slithered in the bathtub and massaged the small of Reyvn's back.

Reyvn winced at the words. He was afraid of that. He shut his eyes, and prepared himself for what he knew was going to come, and there wasn't anything he could do about it. The massaging didn't do much for him, but the muscles did relax a bit.

Lesara opened the packet and placed the condom on himself. He poured on some of the oil and slathered it around. He shouldn't be surprised that it had come to this. It was he who had penetrated him so harshly at first. He positioned himself behind Reyvn, and set his hands lightly on his hips. "Are you ready?"

Reyvn's hands found the towel that had been used to dry him off, and pulled it underneath his upper body. It was big enough to lay his whole self and a half on. He knew he was going to need it for digging his fingers into soon enough. He turned his head back just enough so he could look at Lesara. "Yes," he said, though in truth he wasn't.

Lesara gently pressed against him. He wouldn't make the same mistake again. He felt himself slip in, and he let out a little sigh of pleasure. He caught himself, got a little more serious, and continued to slowly slide himself in. The water made the floor of the tub a little slick, so he braced himself against the other end with his tail.

Reyvn's body tensed, but he forced himself to relax so Lesara could slide in easier. It hurt, but at the same time felt so nice. His fingers tightened around the fabric of the towel, but not much. He let out a small whimper, his body reflexively arching back slightly and pushing itself further onto Lesara.

Lesara moaned and felt his hips melt a little. He kept pushing till he was far in as he could go, and rested there for a moment to let Reyvn get used to him. After a bit, he slid back some to spread the medicine.

A shiver ran up the requiem's spine as Lesara pushed in until their bodies touched. He gasped, his hips starting to tremble. Lesara was more than his body could - or wanted to - handle. But he gradually adjusted and the pain subsided, the medication quickly going to work. Oh, it still hurt, but not as much now. He briefly wondered how long 'applying' said medication would continue.

Lesara sighed softly and quivered. "Do... do you want me to stop?" He really didn't want to at this point, but if need be, he could take care of himself in the bath. He slid his hips back further, thinking he had gotten the medicine as far in as it would go.

"Y, ye-" he started, but stopped abruptly as another shudder ran through him. Reyvn's body again betrayed his mind, and acted of its own accord. Maybe Ravis was right, and the aphrodisiac wasn't all out of his system yet, because despite the pain, thrusting back onto Lesara's cock felt wonderful. His head fell backwards, letting out an unsteady moan.

Lesara gasped in surprise. He took his hands off Reyvn's hips to avoid scarring him even more, and gripped the edge of the bathtub. He could feel his resolve melting along with his hips, which started to gyrate slowly. The water began to rise a little past where his knees would be if he had any, and he knew he should turn it off to avoid ruining Reyvn's bandages, but he couldn't pull himself away.

Reyvn's body moved carefully in time with Lesara's, fingers clutching at the towel. He raised his upper body off the floor about an inch or so, causing his back to arch and giving him more space to slide back and forth on Lesara.

Lesara was trying to speak around the noises that escaped him. "D.. does it haahh... does it hurt less?" He let out a low moan, and tried to slow his hips down. In this small effort, he was successful, but it strained him terribly. He wanted to ravish him, but this gentleness seemed to be working on Reyvn, and he wanted to use that to help wipe himself of the guilt he felt from the night before. He dared to put his hands back on Reyvn's hips and used them to help pull Reyvn back and forth on himself.

Reyvn nodded sloppy-like, hoping Lesara saw it. His hips trembled more when the naga slowed down, and they tried to force him to go a little faster. At the moment, it was just slow enough to hurt. He felt the warm water lapping up his thighs, and the feeling caused his muscles to relax more; everything except his arms, which stayed tensed. Reyvn thrust downward again, his body tightening around Lesara as he did so. He held the position for a couple seconds, then slid back up slowly, and down again faster. There was almost no pain now, his body either becoming accustomed or the medication working a little too well. "Pl...please, Master," he begged, his voice rasping, "touch me."

Lesara was only too happy to oblige. He increased the pace of his thrusts, though not too quickly, to meet what Reyvn seemed to want. His hands slid up the requiem's sides, then coiled around his stomach. He wanted more hands, he wanted to touch everything. Lesara's left hand trailed downwards, massaging the area above the boy's crotch while his right went upwards to tease his nipples.

Reyvn shuddered, his upper body rising further off the floor. He gasped and moaned and whimpered under Lesara's touches, wanting more and pleading with is body. His back arched further, starting to show just how flexible this lithe delicate body was. His small wings fluttered, the violet tips starting to glow dimly. His head tilted back to one side, inky black hair sliding around and just far enough down for the tips to tickle against Lesara's front.

Lesara's fingers traced around Reyvn's crotch, not ready to concede yet. He squirmed a little as his stomach was tickled, then leaned forward to flick the tip of the boy's ear with his long tongue. Lesara's hips picked up just a little more speed, trying not to push his limits.

The sensation around his groin made Reyvn whimper for more, and he gasped again when he felt the naga's long tongue touch the tip of his very sensitive ear. His body moved quicker to be in time with Lesara's thrusts, and each time he slid down forced another passionate sound from his lips. He was, for once in his life, actually enjoying sex. He knew he'd be so incredibly sore later, and he didn't care.

Lesara leaned forward a little more, careful to avoid Reyvn's wings, and slid his fingertips down the boy's shaft. His other hand came up and lightly caressed his face. Lesara's tongue danced behind Reyvn's ear, and slowly started to work its way down, studiously avoiding the bandaging on his neck. He was having a hard time taming himself, but he wanted to make Reyvn feel good. He loved the boy's gasping and moaning, liked the way he shuddered and moved. He focused on trying to make him feel good.

Reyvn tilted his head back to allow Lesara more access, his breath shallow and quick as his cock was finally paid the attention it had been demanding. His body slid back and forth between the sensation of being deeply penetrated and the warm, skilled hand touching him.

Lesara's fingertip trailed along the end of Reyvn's cock before he wrapped his hand around it. His lips followed his tongue down the boy's neck while his other hand went back around Reyvn's middle. His thrusts became a little more jerky as he began to feel sparks well up in his belly.

Reyvn's body shuddered again, his own movements becoming jerkier. He pushed himself off the floor, now standing almost upright. He kept one hand steady on the floor to keep balance, and slid the other behind him to caress Lesara's waist. He was still leaned over far enough to where he wasn't being fucked straight up, but the change in angle did increase the amount of pleasurable waves rushing through him, and he knew it would make Lesara feel better too. He felt as though despite everything, he owed the naga that much after his inadequate performance the night before. His moans became more breathy and ragged, and precum was dribbling quickly down his cock. It was soon lost to the rising water, threatening to overflow.

The sloshing water couldn't drown out the naga's moans. He felt as if he were about to burst under that pressure when Reyvn went almost upright. He was being squeezed so tightly, he didn't know how much more he could take. When Reyvn's hand touched his waist, he started to overflow. The fire burning in his stomach began to flood out, and he let out a low, loud moan that strangled itself into a hiss at the end. His hips moved of their own accord, despite all efforts to rein them in.

Reyvn jerked back, letting out a loud scream of pleasure and pain. The speed from the thrusts pushed his body deeper onto Lesara's cock, making his stomach hurt each time he rammed down. But oh, it felt so good. He arched back against Lesara, his head touching the naga's chest while his body writhed from the intensity of both their orgasms. He reached behind, hands grabbing wildly for some purchase, and found their way into the naga's hair and gripped close to his scalp.

The orgasms made his body rail and shake. Lesara learned that he loved having his hair pulled on like that, and begged Reyvn to pull harder while he plowed into the poor requiem. It took all the little will power he had left not to rake his claws down the boy's stomach, but he did dig his nails in. 

Reyvn did pull harder, but mostly because of the pain racking his lower abdomen. He screamed again, longer and ragged, as he brought himself down once more on Lesara's length. His body clenched and stiffened as it reached its peak. He could feel his thighs start to sting again as the bandages got soaked through and the hot water washed over the wounds, but the feeling only brought a tingling sensation that went to his crotch and intensified the pleasure. He squeezed his eyes shut, tears slowly streaking his face as he gasped and moaned out the remainder of his orgasm. His body started to shudder and writhe again, this time much more slowly and forcefully.

The naga's hips began to slow, and his breath came in gasping pants now. He pulled Reyvn up a little bit so he wasn't taking in the full length of his cock anymore, and noticed the bathtub had overflowed. He turned the taps with his tail and held onto the writhing boy.

Reyvn eventually calmed, and he leaned forward over the tub, his arms trembling while they held his weight up. He breathed heavily and unevenly, his body starting to numb in all the places he needed to keep moving, and becoming more sensitive in all the places that had taken damage. Namely, his ass, which now felt both internally and externally bruised, and the ache in his lower abdomen.

Lesara slowly slid out of Reyvn. "Are you alright?" he asked quietly. He lay the boy down next to the tub, and with a hearty flop, lay next to him. 
Reyvn shivered as Lesara slid out, and the cool tile beneath the towel was a welcome feeling to the heat of his skin. Still breathing hard, he glanced at the naga. He did a quick assessment, most of the pains familiar. "I...I think so," he said breathy and quick.

Lesara nodded. Well that was good, he felt better and hopefully did not defeat the purpose of the medicine. "If you still ache after a while, we can call the doctor back." His fingers began to toy with Reyvn's hair. It was indeed pretty... if you cut it and wove it, it would have made a fine cloak.

Reyvn tensed up at the words. "N-no, that's all right," he said quickly. He glanced away, and tried to relax again. It felt nice having his hair played with like this, and made no objection to the touches. He knew his hair must be a matted mess, having not been washed properly in over a day.

Lesara was idly toying with a strand of hair when he was compelled to move closer. He wanted to let the boy alone, he didn't even let him bathe himself, but he couldn't help it. His fingers snaked up the strands of hair to the boys scalp, and he began to massage gently, he nuzzled up by him, enjoying the boy's presence. There was something magnetic about him. In the back of his mind, he dully 
thought that the boy should eat. Who knows when his last meal was? As he nuzzled Reyvn's ear, he softly said, "You must be hungry. All this work you've done in the past day and you haven't eaten a bite."

Reyvn tensed again at the sudden closeness. Suddenly he didn't trust Lesara, but then why should he? He might not yet have intentionally hurt him, but he clearly had the ability and the lack of self-control to bring him more damage than Koumori ever could with just his body. His face flushed at Lesara's words. Koumori used to say things like that after a couple days of forgetting to feed him, and right before forcing him into oral sex. But maybe, he hoped, Lesara wasn't as cruel-minded as Koumori. He risked the chance, and slowly nodded. "I...N-no, not since the day before I left there."

Lesara sat up quickly. "Really?! That long? My goodness no wonder you're so skinny." He thought about it for a moment, and decided that the boy needed a good meaty breakfast. He grabbed a dry towel and draped it over Reyvn. "We can change those bandages again later. Too much of that stuff can make you sick. How does sausage and eggs sound?" He started to fluff Reyvn dry with the towel. "Can you stand?"

Reyvn made a confused face, and sat up. He took hold of the towel, and started to dry himself off in ways he knew wouldn't hurt. "I think so." He looked up at Lesara then. "What are eggs?"

The question caught Lesara off guard. He did a double take on Reyvn, then the question sunk in. "You don't know what eggs are? Why, they're a staple in many people's diets. They're very tasty, and very good for you. You mean you've never actually eaten one?"

Reyvn shook his head no, and slowly stood up, wrapping the towel tightly around his waist. He was a bit unsteady as his legs still tingled, and his stomach throbbed dully, but otherwise he felt alright.

Lesara pulled the condom off and tossed it in the dust bin. He then found a linen cloth on a shelf, grabbed it and tied it around his hips to hide himself. "I'll go tell Cherry to make some breakfast. You can go get dressed. Leave the window in your room open though, it's been a while since I used it." He thought for a while, trying to remember if there was anything he forgot. "Oh, also, if the bars on your window come back, just shoo them away. You've spilt blood in that room, so anything in that room should listen to you." Lesara found a soft bristle brush poking out of one of the many baskets and handed it to Reyvn. "Here. You might want to tidy up a bit. Unless you wish for some help?" Lesara honestly hoped Reyvn would let him fix his hair. He loved the way it felt.

Reyvn couldn't hide the plain shock on his face. He was surprised at everything Lesara was telling him. He was practically saying if he so wished, he could fly out the window and not return. He took the brush, sparing it a glance. He didn't think it'd be enough to work through the tangles, and looked back up at Lesara. He spoke softly, "I can...take care of it myself."

Lesara was a little put out, but he tried not to let it show. "Alright. Oh, don't dress in front of the window. There are peeping toms around here... Well, I'll let you get dressed. Your room is down the hall, take a left, fourth door on the left."

Reyvn nodded slowly. "I'll...remember that. Thank you."

Lesara noted the little pause. "Are you alright?" He looked him over, trying to see if there was something else wrong that wasn't before.

Reyvn blinked. "Yes. I mean, I feel all right." He watched the naga, confused.

"Alright. We'll call you downstairs when breakfast is ready. Just follow your nose, there's no getting lost when Cherry cooks." Lesara slithered out to go hunt down the daft woman.

Reyvn watched him leave, and relaxed. He didn't know he'd been so tense until then. He looked around, then decided it was time to give himself a proper bath. He removed the towel and the soggy bandages that were rendered useless, and slid back into the water. Hopefully it would be for the last time today. He cleaned himself thoroughly, and carefully conditioned every last inch of his hair. He took his time, finger-combing through it until all the bad knots were out. Once he was content, he rinsed off just as thoroughly, and pulled the plug out of the tub with his toes.

He dried off, then inspected the first aid kits. He applied a little more medication to his lower body, just a smidge to numb the pain, and wrapped his thighs and hips tightly. He felt like some gauze monster, all wrapped up like this, but it was all he could do for now. He found some normal bandages for his neck and some higher cuts, and once finished returned everything to its place. Then came the task of his hair. After a time on that, he wrapped the towel around his waist again after cleaning up, and headed to his room.