Lion Pt.3 END.

I was tied up to a cross, and, I oath to the god above me, I was pissed.

I couldn't move, which was very surprising. It was like my arms and legs didn't want to move at all.

I had been drugged. Was that why my mind was swirling. Most likely.

So, I thought looking around, this is his room

It was so simple to me. It didn't look intriguing at all. It just looked....simple.

And there I was, on a black wooden cross, completely nude.

The door suddenly opened and the young emperor walked in.

I stared at him, unable for words.

And he just walked right past me, like I was nothing.

He sat down on his bed, running a delicate hand through his black hair. It was like...he was......shaking.

"Did I tell you what my name was?," he suddenly asked, not looking at me.

I didn't remember. "I don't recall."

"Acanthus."

"Thorn," I repeated.

He didn't say anything.

"Why am I here?," I asked.

"So I can teach you a lesson, Leo."

I raised an eyebrow. "A lesson?"

"Yes."

Suddenly the emperor acanthus was right in front of me, starring into my eyes. I starred back.

His eyes were so....deep. It was like a sea.

And then the lips of Acanthus were un top of mine.

My mind went blank. What was he doing?! He was making love. Why...? I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe either.

Acanthus skimmed over my lips for a while, and then he noticed that I wasn't responding the correct way.

Something pushed up against my lower region.

Heat raised in my body and I let out a small noise.

Acanthus caught my mouth and suddenly out lips were mashed together.

I didn't know what was coming over me.

The emperors tongue went into my mouth and caught mine.

My eyes slowly shut as out tongues came together.

We slowly came apart, starring into each others eyes.

"Why......are you...."

But I couldn't speak.

Acanthus was now kissing my neck. Biting it sweetly. It was so odd, but so..nice.

And then something was going down in my lower area.

Something was touching 'that' and it felt so well.

But my mouth wasn't working with my body. It wanted to hold its ground. Have control over the situation.

"Stop....stop now.....," I murmured, gasping.

Acanthus laughed rubbing 'it' faster.

"No...no...mm," I could feel the excitement in my body. It was like stacking on each stack of excitement. Building.

That when I let out the loud cry of pleasure. All the stacking and building broke down and flooded away. Something had came out of my 'thing' because.....I couldn't make it out. It just seemed wet.

It was suddenly calm now.

And that's when I noticed.

I was on a cross. Gods symbol. Making love. And making love to my sex. And I had loved it.

"You.....," I shuddered.

"Me," he responded.

Acanthus stepped back and sat on his bed.

The life slowly drained out of me. I looked at the blade in my stomach.

"You...killed me..." That's all I could say.

"Have you learned you lesson?," Acanthus asked, whipping a white liquid off his hand with a cloth. His facial expression was something beyond me.

I couldn't understand why my mouth uttered the words.

"Yes....Acanthus....."

And then I was swallowed up in blackness. A blackness I would never awake from.

The Blackness of Blackness.

(((Acanthus's POV)))

I stared at the body on the cross in front of me. My Voice betrayed my mouth. And my Eyes betrayed me. For they couldn't help but feel pity for the man.

I walked over to Leo, removed the blade and watched as the blood dripped to the floor.

I reached up and put my palm on Leo's cheek.

Leo's eyes were still open—but they looked so hollow. The sizzling excitement that resided in the bright green iris's had disappeared.

Hi face was paler then it should have been also. Just..white....as porcelain.

I stared at it for a while, and then kissed him on the icy lips.

I took the blade firmly in my hand and then forced it into my chest. It went thru all the way.

Blood dripped out my mouth. I grinned, despite my situation.

"You haven't seen the last of me, Leo. I swear to the god that you oblige to that."

And with that I fell to the floor, dead.

A crimson tear will fall

and the life will end

The bones will break

and they will crumble

The heart will cease to beat

But the Spirit will live on

Death for Love