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Color of faith	By : Vilmary Category: +1 through F > Codename: Kids Next Door Views: 4982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Codename: Kids Next Door, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter 6 part two: A strike indeed.

A/N: This chapter ins inspired by the song “closer” By NIN, (Not me)
Disclaimer: Again, neither NIN nor the KND are mine.
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Abby fell backward with the impact hitting the opposite wall of the cell pretty hard. She didn’t care, however she was still in an unbelieving shock: Heinrich had not only gripped her shirt, he had forcefully kissed her and literally slammed her against the wall where she now leaned, pinned, analyzing this.

Heinrich was attacking her lips ferociously, fighting was more like it, but she seemed to be giving him too much trouble, she had left her trance and was now battling him for dominance. She had curled her arms around his neck giving him the perfect opportunity to trace his glove-covered fingertips in a trail up her ribs and back down pressing them against the corners of her spine.

She arched and pulled away. ‘Shit’ He thought. But just as he was thinking that he let his guard down and found his wrists gripped and felt himself being pushed to the iron bed behind him; the cold of this icy hell gripping his back as he was pinned against the iron and the tables turned against him.

“Vait, Abbigail-nnnnh” He tried stuttering out, big mistake, she found his struggling too difficult to kiss him so she merely bit on his neck, arms pinned over his head.

“You was saying, Heinie?” she said, finally pulling up. She didn’t wait for and answer as she started to untie the red neckerchief from around his neck. She tossed it aside and began pulling his vest off, snapping him out of his shock.

“Vhat are you going to do to mein?” He said, voice shaky. “Abbigail, let me go.” She took that as a warning and pulled his vest off completely before pushing him on a better lying position and tying his wrists with the red neckerchief. Heinrich squirmed but she was using her body weight to pin his wrists painfully.

“Don’t argue with numbuh five, you started it, you know you want it.” Heinrich just gaped at her and shut up, there was something thrilling about the demanding tone of her voice, it screamed ‘that’s an order’ from every edge. He felt the pressure leave his wrists and tried to move them, only to find she had made a very good knot, tying his wrists with the bedpost that held the iron bed above his pillow. He simply whimpered at the loss of power he was experiencing.

“I could scream…” He said quietly.

“But you know you don’t want to” She replied with a smirk. She traced her fingertips over his chest and looked into his eyes in pure revenge of what he had done earlier.

“v-vv vher did you learn to do zat?” He asked. She merely pulled his shirt over his head and left it around his wrists. Completely ignoring him she traced her tongue over his neck and down his torso.

“Don’t make me gag you, Heinie, can you be quiet?” She hushed and looked back out the iron bars. Not a soul. Not that he was properly thinking anyway, he just looked at her face as she turned back at him and gulped. He was too paralyzed to do anything, not that he would if he could, and things had definitely backfired, since he was certainly not expecting this.

The cold hitting his bare back was a huge contrast to the warmth coming from Abby’s body and it felt incorrect, it wasn’t supposed to feel this exquisite, was it? Nope, something was certainly wrong. He could hear himself breathing and it made him sick. Abby opened his pants button with a smirk and he quickly resumed his squirming.

“Aughf! Let mein GO!” he yelled, a hand covered his mouth quickly and was replaced by Abby’s lips. He simply let go and moaned into her lips. This took her by surprise. He just looked away in shame as she pulled up and looked down at him.

“You LIKE this.” She said amused. He wasn’t looking at her. “Alright then, Numbuh Five’s gonna cooperate for ya” She said as she undid his pants. “Even in you won’t” she added as he started struggling again. He kicked and pulled and whimpered as she pulled the kaki pants down and used them in combination with his boots as another way of immobilizing him. “She knew you was cute, Heinie, but Numbuh Five didn’t think you’d be THIS cute.” She said as she took a panoramic look at him while holding him in place by the knees. She found her hands full at that and used her teeth to tug at the edge of his briefs.

Heinie’s eyes shot open and his head shot down to look at the sensation of her tugging the edge of his briefs and her breath coming out through her nose and tickling his skin. He found himself embarrassed at the way that he evidently liked this, more like at the way she could notice. She looked up at him with a smug face about to punctuate this. “Shut up, Abigail, don’t even say it” He growled menacingly.

“Why not, you ‘fraid you might like it?” She cooed. He set his jaw in fury.

“Zat’s it, I’m going to scream.” He threatened. In vain of course, and this blasted Abigail knew this.

“Sure thing Heinie, cause the view gives you all the reason.” He was more the just annoyed at the way she was looking at him but all discomfort left him as she scratched his tights with her nails. He maid a struggling noise but stayed still and quiet, wondering what she would do and, honestly to himself, praying she would do it.

His breath hitched in his throat at the way she nuzzled his inner tight and wondered if she had the guts to do what she looked like she was doing. “Vhat are you going to- Ah!” His voice climbed about an octave when she gently scraped his ‘head’ with her teeth. “Zere is zomezing vrong vith ziz, I can feel it, you probably vant somezing, vat do you vant, vhy are you even doing ziz…?” He rambled on, the nerves getting the best of him. She waited until he calmed down again.

“Are you going to relax?” She asked. He just stared at her like she had grown a third eye.

“Relax?! You vant me to relax, vhile you molest mein!?” He asked. She took that as a ‘nice job’ and pulled down his briefs. He started squirming again and it was getting irritating.

“Boy, stay still or Numbuh Five’s gonna have to start spanking ya” two things were absolutely wrong with this, one, the KND didn’t like physical coercion, and two, he was finding this proposal more tempting then anything on the world. He pulled on the bondage around his wrists a bit more while trying to kick the boots off in her distraction but she wouldn’t let him do it. Finally annoyed she swiftly lifted his legs and gave him a slight smack over his, now bare, left buttock.

“‘Olly Jesus, you veren’t kidding…” He said in shock, his eyes almost falling out of his head alone, only to be rewarded by another, more firm, smack. It wasn’t stinging yet but she wouldn’t stop doing it, and it got firmer with each smack making him anticipate more pain with each in an arousing way. He bit his lip while she smacked him over and over again. Eventually his whimpering got too loud to keep going, less the prisoners from the fellow cells heard them, not that they hadn’t already. She put his legs back down and took in the sight of the boy, eyes shut in embarrassment, stripped down, bounded and aroused before her.

About time she did something nice for Heinrich. She looked into his face for a while until he looked back, that’s when she noticed he had tears falling down the corners of his eyes. She dove down and took his shaft in her mouth, she’d hear this was how you do this from her sister and Chad; but she herself wasn’t experienced in this field. Most of this she was simply improvising. Smirking at both the thought of what her sister would say and heinie’s poor attempt at stiffening his moans she sucked as concentrated as she could. After a few seconds she could taste something salty, she was not sure why because Heinrich was still too hard for him to have ‘cum’ yet, she guessed she didn’t ask her sister right.

“L-let me-mein – go” He sobbed, wait, he was crying?! She thought.

“Heinie, are you ok?” What a silly question, this was probably a bad idea to begin with. She signed in exasperation and let his wrists loose, she backed off and with one swift movement he got up and pulled his shirt over him again. He sat on the edge of the bed, pants still around his knees. “Um… Heinie, are you ok?”

Her only reply was a swift tug pulling her down with him on top of her over the cold bed and a deep “I VILL be” that sounded more like a growl then words. At that very moment their thoughts were interrupted by someone clearing his throat rather loudly.

“Excuse me but, um…” They got off and Heinrich quickly pulled his pants up, face red with embarrassment. “You’re making the fellow prisoners uncomfortable.” You’ve got two more minutes but I’ll be standing here.” Said the operative with his back turned to them. Abby just turned to Heinie and took his image in. His hair tousled, his shirt unbuttoned and wrinkled and his undone pants; life is good.

“Should um… I visit some other time, heinie?” She asked nervously awaiting him to insult her for a violation of his persona. He merely stepped closer to her and held her for two eternal seconds. But then let her go like if she was a time bomb, she never moved.

“Indeed, I von’t be going anyvere, Abigail.” He said trying to regain a trace of his earlier neatness. “But unless somevone vould be kind enough to ‘elm mein do it. I might tell zem vhat I know and even guide zem through ze jungles of Rainbow Monkey island.” He said, satisfied with her shocked reaction “Ve ‘ave calendars in ze prison, Abigail, so vhat do you say?”

“Numbuh five says: Stay put till she get’s ya outa here, Heinie, but you’ve gotta promise to be good.

“Or you can alvays spank mein again.” He said in a tone that yelled ‘I so digged that’.

“Numbuh Five might be reasonable” She said and left him alone, with his appearance undone and a frustration that can rival a teen’s.

“I HATE it vhen she does zat.”
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