Untamed

(3rd person POV + thoughts)

"...what?" Bonnie mumbles with a questioning tone while fidgeting with her fingers.

Acelen had a satisfied look as if he was enjoying her nervous sight. Which he was. To him, it was as if the Predator had caught the prey. '

"Now, if you keep acting up, you'll have 24 hours in the... dungeon," he said while pausing for a part of it, confusing Bonnie.

Bonnie placed her flat palm on for her forehead to try to comprehend and take everything. But now, of course, she had realized that she was never going to go back home...

'Did I just- Did I just seriously call that place... h-home? I must still be under those drugs.' Bonnie glanced up at Acelen for a second, who was staring back at her oh so mischievously as if he had absolute control over her. Still, she wondered to herself if this place was better than home.

Acelen quickly shot her back a short look of disbelief because he didn't get the reaction that he had wished for. So after staring for a little while, he spoke.

"Okay, that's enough of this- whatever this is. Let's get back to the infirmary." He said as he reached towards her.

But he wasn't reaching towards her arm, oh he was reaching towards her face. Blocking her vision as she fought but couldn't move an inch of herself. When she finally regained her strength she used it to snatch his and off.

She looked around in astonishment, 'when did we-... why am I?' She thought. Trying to turn sideways. She found her arms strapped to the side of the bed, her eyes trailing down to her knees to her feet. The bruises were fading but they were still visible. The buckles left there mark on her skin as well as securing her to the bed. Completely immobile, the only thing that was in her control was her own eyes.

Looking up as her eyes met Acelen's, who'd been observing her the entire time since she woke up. A smirk colored his pale and plain face. His eyes narrowed as if he were right about something. After thinking off the top of her head, she concluded what it could've been.

Acelen just stood there, his daring eyes ready for a challenge, his hands at his trousers for stability. He stood there waiting for her next move which had yet to come.

She just glared back, with black eyes full of hatred. But as Acelen looked deeper into her eyes it was as if he could tell. None of that 'hatred' was for him.

"I told you, I'd scare you. Did I not? Must I try again?" Acelen said as his smirk grew on from anticipation. 'This is most amusing, might I add.' He thought highly as if he were talking to someone. Bonny's bottom lip quivered as she spoke. She wasn't scared, no, she was terrified.

"No... please!" She openly begged. "I get it. I'm not going back h-...to the orphanage." Acelen happily (but never showed it on his face) gave a firm nod. "With this mindset I shouldn't worry about things such as training." He said.

'Training? I am anything but a dog.' Bonnie thought. Her lip quivered but at that moment she couldn't speak.

After mustering up some short-lived courage, Bonnie had enough to speak. Indefinitely she spoke.

"..Will I be able to be unchained?" Bonnie asked Acelen. He stared back into her clouds deeply, causing her to squirm. He moves closer to her legs and placed one finger on her shin, above one bruise.

"You may, but first I must deal with these agitating bruises," Acelen concluded, as he ran his slender finger across her bruise. Bonnie winced at the short pin of pain but reverted back to normal.

His finger trailed down her leg to her ankle, never once had Acelen lifted his finger. Crossing bruise over bruise as he made his way to my ankle. She lay, constantly wincing in certain areas. Once he finally reached her ankle he began to gracefully unbuckle it.

Once unbuckled, he never let go of Bonnie's ankle... he just kept his hold on it. After a while of staring at each bruise, he stares at her. Never breaking eye contact as he lifts her leg up to his mouths height.

Not long after, he stuck out his tongue and traced her leg- from ankle to underneath her knee. To say Bonnie was surprised would be an understatement. Her mouth hung slightly open as tiny shocks of electricity zapped her bruises when his tongue touched her bare skin. She was frozen, but not disgusted? What?

'Now that I think about it... this feels great." Bonnie thought, only for those words to never leave her thoughts. His tongue connected a bath from each bruise to the next, then switching legs and repeating the same.

Bonnie started to sweat because of the position she was currently in. She didn't wanna say anything or make any face, as he maintained eye contact. After a while, she had to break eye contact because she could feel the pink color slithering in on her cheeks. Still strapped to the bed and still feeling the tingling feel of his tongue on her leg.

Once he was finished and had placed her legs down, she let out a sigh of relief, but suddenly she realized what this slick man had just done. Her face marked of bewilder as she lay. 'Wh-What was that for...?' was all she could think of at the moment. Her thoughts were foggy and only one thought was clear.

'What was that feeling?' She secondarily thought. She scoffed it off as Acelen began to unbuckle her body and release her. Acelen spoke as she stretched.

"Your wounds should be healed in a few days, that is if you don't get hurt again," Acelen said almost automatically.

"What do you mean?" I asked in confusion.

"Don't you... well, I suppose not, but the saliva of a vampire could cure a MILD injury. In this case yours.