A Great Tragedy

I was wondering if there was an audience for a Yandere Yuri/Sapphic Visual Novel? I make absolutely no promises as I don't have a clue where to start in terms of game development, but I just wanted to know if anyone is interested in seeing it just for curiousity's sake.

Basically the story would be around some swamp lady called Venus (named herself after Venus Flytrap as she forgot her name) who saps a village's resources for fun so you gotta tame her. I think 18+ scenes would be included but I'm not sure. Based on your choices, you can either be the more dominant/submissive person in the relationship, or just befriend her? idk

Note that I made these characters a little over an hour ago lol

At first you attempt to kill her but she says you can kill her only if you romance her. She likes the idea of falling in love and if you don't appease her she'd probably kill you and the townspeople lol.

The game would be heavy with customization? I think??? And uh you can get bonus customization when you successfully finish the game and stuff

Also PLEASE note this is not 100% guaranteed to be a game in development - I'm just putting this idea out there cause I don't want it rotting in my files lol...

Summary:

They want to hang out with you- it does not end well for you.

CW: Fear and Sexual assault/Noncon (Be warned!)

Lately, you were what one would describe as a puppet on strings. It had been a complete week now, and ever since that last…encounter. 

You began to eat again and accept whatever sustenance they had stuffed down your throat. You were even allowed to wear clothes again after the whole 'choking' incident. Albeit it was just your pajamas, which consisted of an oversized shirt and patterned long pants, you weren't going to complain too much. You suppose Caleb felt more remorseful about the whole thing than his initial reaction gave you an impression of. 

Besides eating, you were also cooperative in other ways. You stopped making a fuss about them taking you to the bathroom and answered questions the two would ask passively, even if your responses were stilted. You even stopped pulling at your wrists and trying to scream when they took your gag out to feed you or have a (one-sided) conversation.

At first, every act of compliance felt like swallowing a broken glass, but it got easier- much to your dismay.

You felt Zion unlock your handcuffs. You blinked at him in bewilderment and stayed lying down as if you were still stuck.

He sighed and grabbed you by the arm rather harshly. "What are you all stiff for?" He jerked you into sitting up. "I said follow me-" 

"Wha- ah-" You were lost for words, stumbling out of bed as he dragged you out of the room. "Where-Ow, Zion," You tried to keep up with him as he practically dragged you out of the room. "Where are we going?" You asked him fearfully.

"Bathroom," he responded straight. And just like that, you were hurried into the shared bathroom. "You need to take a shower; it's been a week, and we have plans tonight. Your clothes are out, and there's a towel for you. When you're ready, come to the living room." He went to close the door and leave before pausing and squinting at you. "Don't do anything stupid."

You stood there, confusion morphing into panic long after he left you alone. While they had given you more freedom with the bathroom activities- i.e., at least uncuffing you and letting you do your shit yourself- this-this had actually been the first time you were left completely alone and free- Free enough to walk out yourself…

Your heart pumped so erratically you could hear it in your ear. You grew sweaty as you stood there frozen, staring at the door. You counted in your head to 30. Should you run? You could scream; he took the gag out. Did he seriously leave you alone?

You hadn't even realized how quick and rapid your breaths were until your hand basically ghosted over the doorknob.

Run. You need to run.

What if he were out there? Where was Caleb? Was he here…?

Your mind was screaming at you, but you couldn't pull yourself to open the door. You honestly were too scared to fail your potential escape attempt and see the consequences of getting on Zion's bad side, especially if Caleb wasn't here to stop it.

You stepped away and, to your own embarrassment, decided to just follow along for now. It had been so long since you showered, too, you were starting to feel icky. 

And so you stripped and went ahead and showered for the first time in what felt like forever.

You got out after about half an hour, dried yourself, and threw on the plain T-shirt and basketball shorts on the side. You stood and stared at the bathroom door. Could you just…walk out? You stared at it uneasily but luckily- or unluckily- you heard a knock.

"Hey, I'm coming in, so you better be dressed-" Caleb bellowed out. He gave you no time to react before opening the door. You just stood there stunned as he smiled down at you. "Good job, Squirt." He smiled proudly at your form before coming close and throwing an arm around you. "I'm glad you didn't lock the door or try to run off- I half expected you to if I'm being honest." He laughed to himself, making you cringe. Should you have, the way he rubbed it in made your skin crawl. You knew it was probably him trying to crack a joke to ease tension like usual, but you found it rather cruel considering your current situation- even for him.

"You make it sound like you wanted me to." You glared at him, unable to hold back your compounding venom. He awkwardly smiled at the accusation. "No, well, I didn't mean that in a bad way." He dragged you out of the bathroom, arm still slung around you. "Never mind that; come, Zion and me got a little thing set up for us tonight."

You raised an eyebrow at that but involuntarily followed. 

The moment you two stepped into the living room, you felt a cramping feeling in your stomach.  

The TV was on, Netflix pulled up on some action movie you vaguely mentioned wanting to watch before this. The couch was draped in cozy blankets, and the coffee table was pulled closer; It held drinks.

It was quite a familiar setup.

You stared in disbelief before looking at Caleb. "Is this…movie night?" You asked. You guys used to have movie nights at least once or twice a week when you were all home at once. You enjoyed it, even when the chosen movie was shit or mid- it just used to be fun to hang out and dog on movies with the two. 

Caleb spread his arms out dramatically as if presenting the scene in front of you. "Yep- Surprise!" He sauntered further in as you stayed frozen in your spot. "It's been a while, and we figured we might as well do it considering Netflix released that movie you were interested in." He beamed a smile at you, but you continued to stare…quietly. 

The silence stretched as you started to feel nauseous. "…You're kidding."

He noticeably clammed up a bit at your reaction, but before he could respond, Zion did.

"No." You turned your attention to his form coming in from the kitchen, two plates in hand. Caleb rushed over to help him, taking one of his plate of his hand and setting it on the table. "And you can't refuse." He stated matter-of-factly.

His audacity irritated you. "Why…"

Zion rested the other plate with a sigh. "Because we miss you." You flinched as if you were burned, but he continued. "Specifically hanging out with you. We don't want to keep you locked up on my bed all day- that's not what this was all for."

You audibly scoffed- unable to hold your tongue this time. "Then you should just let me go! I'm here against my will, and now you want me to just sit and watch a movie with you two as if everything is ok!" You just couldn't believe their audacity! As if you wanted to grow distant from them- hate them even! They were the ones basically torturing you day from day- unwilling to give up this hostage situation just because they didn't 'want to lose you'. It was a nightmare- A sick joke you hoped they would give up on, but instead they seemed to compound more and more on despite your growing disgust and impatience at their behavior.

Zion moved toward you at lightning speed before his imposing form stood before you. "Yeah, because it's either this or you go back to my room for another week, gagged and chained. Is that what you want?" His expression remained neutral as he gave the cruel remark. You felt yourself flinch back under his oppressive glare. You scolded yourself internally for faltering so easily in your brave front. You hated how much you feared Zion more and more ever since he choked you out.  Caleb, thankfully, quickly came between you two. "Hey, hey, you guys can't seem to get along at all lately." He shook his head. "That's why we need this. To break the ice and all." He looked to you. "Just go along with us- trust me, you'll enjoy yourself. Plus it's nice to be able to move around like this, right?" His smile didn't reach his eyes. "I don't like keeping you chained all day, especially since you've been good- But if you try anything now..." he trailed off. You stared at him, biting your lower lip. For once, you wished you were bigger. You wished you were stronger- even more defiant, but you weren't. If you were, you would throw a punch at them and try to kick their ass while making your escape, but instead...like always, you were privy to just going with their whims...Especially since you didn't want them to hurt you anymore than they have or could- You weren't quite there yet to be brave enough to do anything against the two fitter males.  So you nodded. "Fine..." Caleb brightened at your reluctant agreement and hugged you tightly. "Great!" You squirmed immediately in his hold, your hands coming up to push at his chest.  He only hugged you for a moment before pulling away, both hands on each shoulder so he could look at you. "Sorry, just got excited." He pulled you along to the couch before you could say a peep. He sat you down beside him as he grabbed the remote. You felt a presence sit on your other side, and a plate of chicken parm and rice was placed into your hands. You looked to Zion. "You made the right choice there." he smiled in a way that gave you shivers. You could only nod and start to stuff your face with food.  Caleb played the movie after everyone got situated with their plates. For a while, nobody spoke. You felt claustrophobic being sat so closely between the two on the couch. It felt like they were purposefully trying to get as close to you as possible. Their shoulders were so close to you that you could feel their heat bouncing onto your bare skin as you ate. You attempted to focus deeply on the television in front of you to abate your growing anxieties; their closeness was getting to you. You could barely tell if the mush in your mouth was even good with how nervous you were. "So how are we all feeling?" Caleb asked. You nearly choke; his sudden question took you off guard more than it should've. That question was clearly more targeted toward you than Zion.  It was a truly stupid question to ask. Even Zion audibly groaned, earning a glare from Caleb. "I don't..." You put your half-empty plate down on the coffee table. "Why would you even ask that?" Your shaky voice gave away how offended that question was to you. 'How are you feeling?'??? How were you supposed to feel in this fucked up situation other than scared shitless and confused? You kept your stare on the TV as you spoke, so you didn't know what their expressions were in that moment- And that was on purpose- You didn't even want to acknowledge them at all if possible.  "Because...I just wanted to know where we all were?" His cheery tone faltered slightly. " I mean, especially with the movie, but also in ...general?" You let out a short, strained laugh. It was void of any goodwill, audacious in its tone. "Well.... how do you think I'm feeling?" Caleb didn't respond, and Zion didn't make a single peep. You felt like prey being watched by two predators, but you did everything in your power to avoid facing them. You were afraid it would stop you in your tracks.

You continued, emboldened by their silence. "Why hasn't anyone come looking for me too?" Your breathing sped up. "I've been here for what- a week- almost two?" It was getting hard to keep track of time after being inside for so long with little to no devices. "You said you dealt with it the last time I asked, but what the fuck does that even mean?" Neither answered. It added to your fidgeting, and you finally turned to  "Well? Say something, damn it!" It was Zion who sighed and broke their silence. "It's not something for you to worry about. Why do you always gotta bring shit up when we're trying to do something nice?" He made a 'tch' noise with his mouth as if fed up with you.  "The fuck?"You looked to him with a sneer. He clearly looked annoyed, like you were a pet caught pissing on the carpet. "If you want to do something nice for me, how about you let me go! Seriously, how long are you two planning to keep this up? Don't you think you've done enough-fucking creeps!" Zion grasped you by the forearm rather tightly, making you wince. His face was deadly serious. "Don't fucking raise your voice at me. Caleb won't do it, but I don't mind stripping you down again and tying you to my bed." You scoffed nervously. This situation was really stringing you up so much that words just kept falling out of your mouth. You knew you were digging your grave, but now you were really pissed off. " I bet you'd like that the most- fucking freak. You think I haven't noticed you leering at me- Actually, you're the catalyst in the first place, considering you've been taking perv shots of me and making a photo shrine to get off to me from." You spat those words as if they were venom at Zion. Although it was dark in the room, you could see Zion's ears flush a deep red as he glared down at you and tightened his grip. You must've really hit a weak spot there. 

You could hear the movie playing in the background, and distinctly, an explosion went off.  You both glared at each other, neither saying a thing. It was Caleb who grabbed you gently by the shoulder, laughing nervously. "Okay. okay. It's movie night, why are we fighting right now?" You turned your head to glance at him. "Didn't you ask 'how we were all feeling' earlier? I'm just letting you know now." "I know, I did ask- Admittedly, I am regretting it now...But let's not go into this now; I just want us to have one chill night without biting each other's dicks off." Zion let go of your forearm and crossed his. "Said so eloquently as always." He was clearly still pissed, but not enough to pursue this argument with you. You almost wanted to continue, but the throbbing of your forearm made you double-think yourself. "Whatever," you muttered tiredly. You'd lost your appetite to even continue eating, so instead you shuffled uncomfortably on the couch, sinking into it as deep as you could go,  and turned your attention back to the TV. You hoped neither would try to start another friendly conversation with you so that you could at least use this time to drown out their presence.  You all settled back into a now even more uneasy silence. You hated to admit it, but as the dull movie continued, you felt your exhaustion grow. Maybe it was the stress stringing you up, especially being in between these two, but you found it hard to keep yourself awake.  You tried to stay conscious, but every time you willed your eyes open, you felt yourself lose focus eventually enough for them to involuntarily try to close. You kept trying to catch yourself at the last minute every time, but the repetition was clearly wearing you down. Again and again.... Before you finally faded away, you could vaguely feel a blanket get thrown over your body from Zion's side and Caleb laughing at something.

The first thing you noticed when you woke up was the sound of muffled voices. Your eyes were shut as you crinkled your face at the sounds of ragged breathing and rustling. You turned slightly on the bed. Bed? Weren't you all watching a movie on the couch earlier? You heard a familiar chuckle from beside you before it got muffled by a wet sound. Slowly you opened your eyes, your sleepiness ebbing off you as you became more aware of your surroundings.  It was dark, but not completely as the moonlight filtered out through the curtains. It was enough light for you to make out to familiar silhouettes. You squinted at them, your mind not fully taking in what you were seeing at first but then you did. "Hey- aren't you being too rough- mm" Caleb groaned as Zion nipped him on the neck. "I'm still pissed at you for earlier," Zion admitted, his hands gripped Caleb by the waist. The two justled a bit as Zion thrusted his hips upwards. Caleb made a shrill noise as he leaned into Zion impossibly more, arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Oh...Caleb was on Zion's lap facing him and below... Your eyes trailed down to where the covers lay around their pelvis. Caleb jutted his ass downward where a distinct sloshing noise was made. You felt your face turn red and your heart beat so fast you feared it would burst through your chest. They were fucking. On the bed you were sleeping on. Right in front of you. You didn't know why it didn't click in your head that these two were an actual couple when they revealed it to you. Yeah sure, they were affectionate toward each other in more ways than usual since revealing it, but it hadn't quite settled with you completely considering how fucked your current situation was. But now here they were, in front of you, fucking each other rather passionately. "Zion, s-slower. You'll wake up, Squirt." Caleb moaned as he kissed Zion's cheek. The action made Zion laugh in an erotic way that made your ears burn. "Oh please, he sleeps like the dead. How many times have we done this already?" They've fucked in front of you while you were sleeping. You tried to keep yourself from squirming as you squeezed your eyes tightly. 

You can't let them know you're awake, anything but that you realized. Your hands felt sticky from the cold sweat that stuck to them. You felt way more conscious of the fact that they had a crush on you now. Your face heated up ever more impossibly from horror. You tried to focus on slowing your breathing to continue pretending to sleep. The bed shifted, and you heard Caleb moan, but this time way closer than before. It took everything in you to try to keep your eyes shut, but you couldn't help cautiously opening one to see what happened. Zion had Caleb lie down, chest to bed, while he thrusted faster in him. Zion's hand was the only part of him visible to you from this angle, and you watched as it grasped Caleb's hair as if to anchor him in place. Caleb's face was scrunched up and sweaty in your direction- luckily, his eyes were closed in bliss, so he couldn't see the way your eyes blew open. Squelch squelch.

The obscene noises echoed loudly in the room, and you hated the tingly feeling that began to build in your stomach. Why was this turning you on! It was disgusting, voyeuristic! You hated them for putting you in this fucked up situation. You wanted to disappear in that moment if you could. You cursed them over and over in your head despite how you tried to hold your squirming as you rubbed your legs together. And it only seem to get worse as you heard Zion chuckle. "You suck at pretending to sleep, you know." Your stomach dropped. You didn't dare to move as you felt Zion grab you by the shirt collar, flip you on your back, and drag you closer to him and Caleb. His sweaty yet intimidating stare pierced you from above in a way that made you feel exposed down to your very being. Caleb gasped from beside you-way too close to your ear, mind you. "What the heck- How long were you awake?!" There was a flustered tinge to his voice, but nauseating enough- you didn't miss the excitement in it. "L-let me go-" You slapped the hand holding your collar away and sat up quickly- Your back hitting the headboard. The pain of your back hitting it almost grounded you in the moment- at least enough for you to really take in your surroundings....this wasn't Zion's room. It took you only half a second to realize that this time, you had been dragged into Caleb's. It was much cleaner in here, however, but you could tell from all the movie posters plastered everywhere. "What the fuck-" Your voice cracked. your hands gripped you blanket, as if using it as a shield from the two as you brought it close to your body. You hoped it shielded the way your body shook but you had a feeling it wasn't very effective. "What-what the fuck is wrong with you guys?!" You stuttered out instant insults to them because what else could you do? You had just caught your fucking captors fucking next to your passed out body. This was an insanely humiliating and new level of assault you didn't think even they would cross. "Fucking freaks..." You whispered hoarsely, breaths coming out erratic and uneven in exasperation. You hated how small it sounded coming from your trembling lips. "You're both fucking sick- sick-!" Zion scoffed lowly, interrupting your mild panic attack. "Funny, weren't you the one peeping on us?" You felt even more flustered at his accusation.

"P-peeping-!?" Your brain stuttered at his accusation. "I- I was not- I did not-"

"I know the exact moment you woke up. You were watching, eyes basically glued on us- you didn't even try to turn away." He smiled eerily as he said it so matter-of-factly.

How...How dare he! As if you wanted to wake up in the middle of these assholes fucking next to you. As if you were getting in the middle of their private time! Your face burned. Your mouth opened to deny it but closed just as quickly- nothing but ragged, frustrated breaths escaped you. You were so mad and offended that it felt like your entire being was rebooting in real time. 

"Fuck you!" You snarled at him in an almost guttural way. "Just fuck you- you fucking freak!" You couldn't contain your anger as you threw yourself at him to punch him. You hadn't even come close as Caleb grasped your waist, his face practically snuggled into your side. 

"Hey- hey, calm down - At least let us just explain ourselves." You flushed ever impossibly more at the feeling of his body smothered against yours and immediately tried to push him off; one hand shot out to grasp his hair. He was like a boulder, unmoving no matter how frantically you struggled. "Get the fuck off me-" You tugged rather harshly, causing the male to make a hoarse, unfamiliar noise. You stopped rigidly at it.

It wasn't a yelp of pain or surprise- no- it was something low and guttural that vibrated into your side where he was pressed far too closely into you. You were so surprised at the noise and the feeling of him shuddering that your hand loosened from his braids.

Wha- what? 

Had he just moaned? 

You looked over to see Zion hadn't pulled out of Caleb and instead started to thrust into him again. Caleb jerked into you, face flushed out into your side as he grunted involuntarily. You felt sweaty at the uncomfortable contact. 

"Z-Zi!" Caleb eeked out in an erotic way. You struggled in the hold, but Caleb was not letting off.  You weren't sure if his hold was intentional or if he had just held on to you for some semblance of purchase but pushing at him proved to be ineffective. 

S-stop-" you cried out. They were moving too fast; Caleb jerking into you made the fuzzy feeling in your nether regions build up in a traitorous way. You didn't want to be here- you wanted him to let you go. "C-Caleb- let me go-" you begged pathetically. He moaned in return from a particularly hard thrust from Zion. "Sorry- sorry-" He apologized and hugged you closer- purposefully. "Just-just let me hold you- please-?" He pleaded with you in a way that shot a coldness through your veins.

He wasn't going to let you go- He was even pulling you closer to the two-!

You looked to Zi pleadingly- desperately- eyes watery from how overwhelmed this was making you. "Zion- stop- please-"

Zi stared at you in a heated way before leaning over toward you. You couldn't even move away, being kept in place by Caleb, as his forehead pressed against yours- a bated breath huffing on your face, a moan escaping his lips as the squelching noise between them ramped up. "It's fine- You're fine-" he assured you in a rushed way. "We're not doing anything bad to you-"

He wasn't going to stop either. You stared at him wide-eyed- too wired into what was occurring in front of you- on you.

You hated this you hated this you hated this-

But despite you repeating that fervent chant in your head-

"Squirt- Are you hard?" Caleb chuckled, interrupting your inner denial from the current hard-on that was barely constricted by your loose shorts. You hiccuped as you felt Caleb slither one of his hands to the outside of your pants- the positioning awkward despite how enthusiastic he sounded. You shrieked as he started to grind his hand on it in an up-and-down motion. You felt a strange mix of mortification and arousal, feeling him work at your boner through your shorts.

"Caleb-" You gasped. You attempted to tell him to stop- to not touch you, but before anything else could leave your mouth, you felt Zion close the gap between you two- his mouth engulfing yours in a passionate kiss. You tried to scream, but it was muted by Zion stuffing his wet tongue down your throat. His thrusting in Caleb became faster- almost brutal from how loud the slaps resounded in your ears. You attempted to push your tongue against his to stop him from exploring your mouth more, but he took it as an invite to slither his own around yours in a rather passionate fight.

" Does it feel good, squirt? I hope it does- I can go faster-" he slipped his hand into your briefs to touch it directly. A moan ripped its way out of you and into Zion's mouth as you felt Caleb's hand grip your cock and jerk it off fervently. He teased the tip with his thumb now and then, the feeling causing you to buck into his hold involuntarily. 

You eventually started to become overstimulated as your own moans started to mix with Zion's and Caleb's.

You didn't want this- You hated this-!

But despite that, the moment Zion pulled away from the kiss, your hands shot up to grip his shoulders for any loose stability - loud and confused groans escaping your lips as you got lost in the pleasure building in your spine to its limits. "No-! No no no-" You begged out to any of them, but it didn't stop the orgasm that slammed into you unmercilessly.  You seized up, your briefs feeling wet as you ejaculated from Caleb's erotic touch. Shivers overtook your body as you breathed out loudly and erratically. "Ahhh- haa-!"

"You're good- you're so good~" Caleb moaned out as he pumped you through the intensity of your cumming session. "It's ok baby- You're doing so well." He pressed a kiss onto the side of your stomach where your shirt rose enough for him to kiss the bare skin.  They didn't give you time to recover, however, as you felt yourself pulled down into a lying position once more, back to the bed. Above you, Caleb smothered himself into your neck, arms wrapped around you and above him- Zion, who held his hips up.

Zion began to thrust almost animalistically into Caleb now, one hand shooting over to yank Caleb's hair, causing him to moan horrifically loudly. "Cumming, I'm going to cum too Zi-!" He cried out into your ear- You stared at the scene, still as stone as you felt yourself start to become grounded after such an intense orgasm. The more you became cognizant, the stronger the feeling of dread started to take over you.

Zion himself nodded and moaned just as loudly. "It's fine- cum for me- Go on- I'm cumming too," he reassured Caleb. And just like that, they both seized up. Zion groaned and shook over Caleb, eyes closed tight as if he was too overwhelmed to look at the picture in front of him. As you watched him, you felt something wet shoot on your leg- hot and sticky as guttural noises of 'i love yous' and babble fell from Caleb's lips and onto your neck. You could feel him drool onto you as well, your neck sticky from your seat and his spit in a disgusting mixture before he completely collapsed his whole weight onto you.

You said nothing- none you did at first. You watched blurrily as Zion slipped out of Caleb and got up. You didn't even continue to watch him as your breathing began to pick up erratically once more- the weight of what just happened wracking through you.

You felt Caleb peck kisses at your cheek, one hand coming to cradle your other and caress it. "Hey- hey- don't cry~ You're okay-" Caleb cooed at you as he wiped the tears you hadn't realized were falling from your face. You sniffed and lay there, unable to control the sobs that started to overtake you. You felt Caleb sit you up, hug you into his chest, and pat you on your back. You felt pathetic for crying and even more for reaching out to him for comfort, smothering your face into his bare chest as if he hadn't just molested you with perverse glee less than a minute ago.

The bed dipped slightly, a sigh escaping Zion, who rejoined you two. "What a crybaby…" Despite his jab, you felt him start to remove your dirtied shorts and briefs. A cold wipe came between your legs to wipe up Caleb's and your cum that coated your thighs and your cock. Caleb patted your head and murmured reassurances as if to placate you, as Zion touched you in an almost clinical way- far from the intent of his previous depraved actions. You felt new clothing replace your previous bottoms after he had finished his 'cleaning'. Once he situated the new briefs on you, you felt him pull you into his lap, your back now to his chest and a cup placed to your mouth.

"Open." You heard him murmur. You did, your head too scrambled to do anything but obey. Smooth and cool water tipped into your mouth, which you greedily gulped up. You hadn't noticed just how parched you were until you drank down the refreshing liquid. Zion eventually let up on his feeding after feeling assured you were taken care of.  He made a hum noise and kissed the crown of your head. "Good boy," he praised you.

You sniffed in response. You felt so weak…so tired.

"Hehe, so cute~" Caleb innocently kissed you on the lips. "You were really cute, Squirt~" He paused and looked to Zion before leaning in, out of your sight, to kiss Zion deeply. The kiss was so loud and passionate that it made you squirm- especially considering you were trapped in between these two. Eventually the two broke apart, both panting before Caleb spoke up. "You were cute too~. You must've been really turned on, huh? You came earlier than usual," Caleb teased cheekily.

Zion chuckled in response. "Well…" He interlocked his fingers into yours in an uncomfortably romantic way. "How could I not? Seeing you two under me…It was almost too much- I think I could even go for a round two, but…" He pulled you down to lie with him on the bed and hugged you close. "I know we probably shouldn't push it…We should all sleep for now."

Caleb laughed and lied down as well, his body facing yours as he kissed your forehead. "Good idea- you must be tired, Squirt- go ahead and sleep."

Your eyes felt heavy as their body heat surrounded you. You wished you could've pushed them away, scratch at their faces, scream-!

But you were tired. You didn't want to even think anymore. So you closed your eyes…And your breathing slowed…

CW: Minor violence, depictions of stalking and assault. Nothing sexual happens in this first here except for a depiction of forced stripping and some innuendos. You sigh loudly and sank deeper into the couch. The apartment was so unbearably hot. Of all days for the air conditioner in this stupid apartment to conk out it was today- on your one day off. When you checked with management earlier, you were told building maintenance wasn't scheduled until friday to fix it , which meant several more days of this hellish heat. Half-dressed and miserable, you stared blankly at the television while sweat clung to your skin. Your hair stuck to your face, tickling you in an annoying way. You brushed it away for the hundredth time and groaned. "I'm going to die- this is it-I'm dying like this" you complained dramatically to yourself. Suddenly your mind wandered as your gaze drifted toward the hallway. Your roommates and best friends, Zion and Caleb must have a fan or something you could cool off with. Actually- you could've sworn you saw one of those full length oscillating tower fans in specifically Zion's room the couple of times you barged in to bother him for funsies. You got up to your feet already making your way to Zion's room first. You'd apologize later for breaching his privacy but you needed that fan. You enter Zion's room cautiously. It was clean and very organized looking- expected from Zion. Every item sat in its designated place. The bed was neatly made, the desk organized, and not a single article of clothing littered the floor. He was a pretty neurotic at times about keeping things tidy and doing things the 'right way' (which most of the time was his way) and his room fit that theme. You peer around curiously until your eyes landed on it- "My savior!" you swooned as if finding an oasis. It sat in the corner of the room by the computer desk. Your eyes lit up as you strolled over to grab the fan- "Don't mind if I do~" you say cheekily to yourself and reached to snatch it. Before you do, you stop as your eyes land on something curious. In the bottom corner of the wall, the light blue wallpaper peeled back quite a bit. It wasn't anything crazy but it felt odd considering how ocd Zion was... You wondered if the humidity in the apartment caused the tacked on wallpaper to roll back like that... You stared at the peel, noticing a dark edge beneath it. It looked strange? 'What the heck is that' you wondered absent mindedly. You crouched down to get a better look and without second thought peeled the faux wallpaper back even more - You stopped jankingly at the sight and gasped. There were photographs...all of you? You didn't know if the heat had fully gone to your head and you were imagining seeing photos of yourself but...it was unmistakable. From what you could see, photos of you was scattered underneath. Some with you with Zion and Caleb, others of you outside, sleeping, at work... You stumbled back shocked and shot up straight while peering down at them. Why did Zion even have this?...Was it all photos of you behind this wallpaper...It covered all four walls of the room so possibly not...Your mind raced. You shakily bent back down to try to fully layer down the wallpaper so it wouldn't peel back and grabbed the fan. Nope- no- You were way too hot to unpack this right now- You were just going to take the fan and cool down. You could figure out what exactly this meant when you cooled down. With that thought you made your way to your room, fan in hand. _______________________________________________________________

Despite being cooler now, the fan blowing in your direction as you laid in bed for hours now- You still couldn't wrap your head around it. Why would Zion have photos of you...It was frankly creepy but thinking that way about Zion felt...wrong. Zion was your friend, one of your best. You'd known him and Caleb since they were literal toddlers for god's sake. He was always there for you when you had needed him whether it was financial or emotional- hell- It was Zion who suggested you move in with him and Caleb when you had dropped out of university and couldn't go back home... Even now, you were basically bumming off the two considering you didn't make as much as they did and could add so little to bills and rent despite Zion reassuring you it was ok. You buried your face into your hands. "Zion...what the fuck" you muttered aloud in disbelief. As you said that, your room door swung open loudly- you jumped up, eyes wide. "Holy shit! It's fucking hot as hell dude- You weren't kidding when you texted in chat earlier about how bad it was." The black male bolstered loudly as he smiled wide, his beaded box braids jumping at his animated movements. He had two grocery bags that hung from both sides of his arms as he strolled in. His soft brown eyes widened as he made eye contact with the fan. "Ah!" he pointed at the fan. "Ain't that Zion's? Didja ask before you took that~? You know he gets weird when we mess with his shit before asking." he cackled loudly as if catching you in some devious act. You winced in realization. "...Shit- actually I forgot to even text him I did." Caleb was right. Zion absolutely hated when the two messed with his items or entered his room without asking...You were just in a rush for any sort of relief and instead discovered something fucked up...You wondered if Zion would notice what you found...He was just so observant, what if he did and confronted you... Before you could delve further into your spiral, a sharp coldness touch the back of your neck. You yelped and nearly launched yourself off your bed at the touch "Ah!" Caleb burst out laughing and you quickly glared up at him to catch his cheeky smile. "Haha sorry- sorry-You just had a funny look on your face, I couldn't help it" he wheezed and dropped the mystery object into your hands- A haagen-dazs.

Your face softened as you unwrapped the ice cream, bringing it to your mouth. "Thanks" You felt Caleb's hand touch your hair in a familiar petting way before sitting on the bed next to you "No problem, I figured we needed something to improve our survival odds in this heat." You took a bite, the creaminess of the bar washing away a lot of his anxieties... "So good~ I could seriously die right now." "Lmao, I think that would defeat the purpose of me buying these." Caleb snorted as he unwrapped his own bar and started chomping away. They sat quietly for a second just enjoying their sweets. You finished first under 2 minutes. "Ahhhh, that really hit the spot. I could eat at least 2- no- 3 more of these!" you flung yourself back blissfully on the bed, arms out freely. Caleb chuckled. "If you finish the whole box before Zion gets any, he'll for sure kill you. Especially on top of the fan thievery." Caleb took a final chomp of his icecream and licked at the remaining stick. "Actually, maybe if you put the fan back now- he won't even notice. He doesn't even come back for another hour or two?" You shrugged awkwardly at the mention of Zion, smile dropping from your face momentarily "Haha...maybe?" Unfortunately for him, your lack of enthusiasm at the mention of Zion didn't go pass Caleb who watched your face as he made the comment. "What's wrong?" he asked plainly, his expression shifted into a questioning one. You stiffened while passively sitting back up and twiddling the icecream stick in your hand. "Nothing" You said with a smile that felt way to strained on your face. "Liar, you're doing that face scrunchy thing you do when something is bothering you." You sighed. "My face does not scrunch when something is bothering me..." Caleb snorted. "Yeah. It does. Now spill it. What's got you all soured? Is it the a/c?"

"...No-well- yes but..." You felt fidgety at the thought of telling Caleb about the wallpaper thing in Zion's room....But maybe you should. You didn't want to ignore this and maybe Caleb could do...something? "I found something in Zion's room..."

Caleb immediately perked up.

"Oh my God."

His eyes widened before giving a giddy look "Its his secret porn stash isn't it-!" "No!" You chastised him as your face grew hot. "You're so unserious!" Caleb giggled innocently " Okay, okay- I'm serious now- What'd you find?" "It was uh..." your voice trailed quietly. This was so oddly embarrassing you realized but you ripped the bandage off."He had pictures of me...like under his wallpaper." You looked at Caleb whose amusement slowly vanished from his face into a mute one. You both stayed quiet for a moment as if processing this information together before Caleb spoke up once more. His expression seem serious now in a way you weren't used to. "What kind of pictures were they?" You swallowed."Uh, like...just pictures of me doing stuff outside or sleeping...Kinda creepy ones...they looked like they were taken when I wasn't aware...?" You admitted solemnly "I don't know, I left kinda quickly when I saw them...There seem to be more as I kept peeling the wallpaper back though..." "Shit Zion..." Caleb muttered to himself, jaw tightening, before speaking to you again. "How do you feel about it?"

Your chest began to hurt at the question. It hit you harder than you expected it too despite trying to decompartmentalize that the entire time"I..." you sniffed. "I'm just scared of what this means for our friendship...Does this mean Zion likes me...? I just never..." you trailed off, a tear falling from your eye that you quickly wiped away. You didn't want your relationship to change, any of theirs. You loved Zion but you couldn't reciprocate whatever feelings Zion held for you. You wanted to just keep being friends. Caleb immediately pulled you into a hug and pat you on the back reassuringly. "It's ok...It's going to be okay." You clung to Caleb and buried your face into his shoulder. For a moment, some of your fears anxieties began to ease up. "Listen..." Caleb whispered soothingly. "Don't mention the wallpaper or the fan to him...I'll put it back for now...I'll also talk to him...maybe after the ac is fixed friday so we can figure this out when things aren't chaotic and our brains aren't fried from the heat." You nodded into his shoulder. That honestly sounded reasonable... Caleb acted like a goof and sometimes even asshole most of the time but in rare occasions like this, he really knew how to make you feel better. "Thank you." you sniffed out, the action making Caleb laugh. "Anything for you." _____________________________________________________________

It'd been a few days since that talk you had with Caleb. Ofcourse, Zion had found out about the fan being moved and interrogated Caleb and you but Caleb took the fall and got the verbal beating for entering his room without asking (something you were grateful for). Since then, everything had been too normal. Zion and Caleb would discuss about games or shows or life- the usual talks and jokes really- while including you but you just couldn't get your nerves in check. Everytime Zion had tried to interact with you, you felt tense.

Every time Zion smiled at you, you remembered the photographs.

Every time Zion looked at you, you wondered if there were more hidden somewhere other than the under the wallpaper.

Did he also take things from your room? You felt hyper aware now of things you were definitely missing lately. It kept you up at night. The brunette with his piercing hazels was basically burned into the side of your brain 24/7. You didn't know if the heat really had lobotomize you with how paranoid you began to be of your supposed best friend. By the time friday came and passed with the ac being fixed, your nerves were shot. You didn't even ask Caleb if he had gotten around talking to Zion yet with how casual he had been acting. It made you feel slimy for cringing when they would joke and laugh with eachother so carefree per usual...especially with how uncomfortable you had grown around Zion in comparison. It felt like as each day passed, being around Zion became a little harder. It was saturday night when you entered the apartment. It was oddly...quiet.

Usually, even before opening the door, you could hear something. Caleb laughing at some stupid video. Zion complaining about Caleb leaving dishes in the sink or leaving his clothes on the bathroom floor for the umpteenth time. The television droning in the background while the two tussled on the couch over their differences.

Tonight there was nothing.

Just silence.

You frowned as you closed the door. Wouldn't they be home by now you wondered? As if answering your exactly thoughts, a loud crash echoed through the apartment. The sudden sound made you jump, heart beating as your anxiety immediately shot up. "What the-?!" You raced to the kitchen to see what had cause the shattering noise. Your hands reached the handle but before you could go inside, Caleb opened the door making both him and you flinch in surprised. "Oh, I thought I heard the door open." He panted, his face flushed and his clothes somewhat...messy? As if he had threw them on in a rush. "Are you okay? You look...flustered." You asked awkwardly making Caleb laugh. "I'm fine- actually this is a good time to sort this out-" He grabbed you enthusiastically from the wrist and dragged you into the kitchen before you could answer.

Inside, Zion had a broom and dustbin in his hands and swept up the cause of the noise- a glass cup. You sighed in relief at how minor your anxiety was but didn't immediately calm down as you also noticed Zion's own flushed state. "Ah sorry, I dropped my cup by accident. I hope the sound didn't scare you" he said smoothly with a neutral expression. You only nodded, his eyes downward. "Were you..." You looked to Caleb curiously. "Were you guys fighting or something? Why do you look all disheveled?" Caleb laughed at the accusation. "Nah- nothing violent like that. Don't worry about that-" Before you could further press him, Caleb pushed you onto a chair.

"Ok, lets all chat~" he said enthused while taking a seat. Your stomach sank.

Across from you, Zion finished cleaning up the broken glass before washing and drying his hands.

Then he sat down. No one spoke. The setup felt almost comedic. It must've looked like some sort of couple's therapy session with how tense everyone was. Caleb sat between the two of you, glancing back and forth as though waiting for either of you to start. While you avoided looking Zion's way, instead amusing yourself with the shine of the table, Zion didn't seem to have a similar disposition. You could feel his stare piercing you, unbothered. Ever since you became paranoid of Zion, you couldn't help the goosebumps that would blossom on your skin when Zion looked your way now. It's not like Zion was behaving different, he was always watchful but now that trait that endeared you made you uncomfortable. The silence dragged on before Caleb sighed dramatically. "Okay this is becoming painful." You flinched at Caleb's straightforwardness and looked at him with a glare. "You said you'd talk to him for me." You muttered Caleb's way. "I did, that's why we're here to talk about it together." He beamed a sunny smile at you that irked you. This is not what you'd meant when he offered to help alleviate the situation.... Before you could argue, Zion finally spoke. "Hey." The action made you finally look at him properly. He looked calm as ever. "You've been avoiding me." "..."The accusation made your brain short circuit. You had been. Of course you had- But why did he make it sound like as if he wasn't the cause...Maybe you were overthinking his words...? He always did have trouble with conveying things.... You opened your mouth to respond but didn't say a peep. You didn't know what to say to that. Caleb coughed as if signaling something - the subtle interruption seemed to cause Zion slightly lose his composure before straightening himself again. His expression shifted slightly to a more apologetic one. "I'm sorry, I meant-" He breathed out a sigh and folded his hands on the table. "I know you found the photos. And that it makes you uncomfortable." Casual. The way he said it was too casual. As if all he did was ate the last pieces of cereal and put the box back instead of throwing it out or left the bathroom pipe running...He came off as too casual about it. "Yeah, it does actually" You agreed. " I've been waiting for an explanation on why you would have those....Why would you hide photos of me behind your wallpaper...How'd you obtain some of those...Is that all you have of me..."the confession started to pour out as if a dam broke. "I've been so scared and confused for almost a week with those thoughts running in my head that I can barely even look at you...I hate it, I don't want to be scared of you but I am." Tears threaten to build in your eyes but you try to hold back. "I'm sorry." Zion said more remorseful. "I hadn't meant for you to find out like this." "And how exactly did you want me to find out?" "...Preferably not ever concerning the photos but my feelings...I'd like to have confess under better circumstances." he confessed stiffly. You freezed at that. You felt like you had just been stabbed in the neck with the pain the seized you in that moment. "Zion...I can't. You're my best friend...we can't" You covered your face with your hands as the words spilled inadequately from your mouth. You felt tongue-tied. Zion went quiet at that and silence fell once again. "Why?" Caleb spoke up. "...Why?" You paused and uncovered your face to look at Caleb. "Why what?" "Why can't you reciprocate his feelings?" You jumped back in your chair as if you had just been physically burned. You looked at Caleb, waiting for him to laugh and say that was a bad joke but he looked dead serious. "Why would you even ask me that...You of all people should know the answer to that!" you felt betrayed in that moment from Caleb's insensitivity.

You could hear the buzz of the ac unit grow louder. It worked now yet you felt your skin start to get sticky from how sweaty you were becoming. Your mind hazy.

After how many times this week you cried in Caleb's shoulder when they were alone because of how fucked this whole thing was...For him to say that .... Caleb slowly smiled and reached for your hand "You love us." ...? His fingers intertwined in yours gently "We've been together for almost 20+ years and been through so much together. We both love you and you love us...You told us that you couldn't live without us so what if the relationship slightly changes?" ... You snatched the hand Caleb held softly away and nursed it with your opposite. You shook as you stared at him but the male kept a smile on his face. He pushed back his own box braids behind his ear and the beads jingled lightly. "Shit, this is going horrible isn't it?" he laughed out as if trying to clear the atmosphere. "I told you we should've planned this out better. You insisted on an honest conversation." Zion said flatly. Caleb scoffed in a mean sort of way. "Yeah well, I also told you to take that shit down because it was creepy but someone didn't want to listen to reason." Zion shot him a glare as if telling him to shut up and Caleb slapped a hand over his mouth as if realizing what he did. "Oops" he eked out. You zoned in on that and shot him a slow gaze as your stomach seem to sink ever impossibly more at these revelations. "...Did you...You knew didn't you...about those photos..." You laughed once, it sounded hollow. "That's why you acted all normal all week and even now..." Caleb winced. "Okay- see- When you say it like that..." "You knew the whole time and yet-!" Your voice raised louder.

The realization crashed over you all at once.

That's why he'd acted so normal.

Why he'd never seemed shocked after the initial conversation you guys had.

Why he'd spent the entire week reassuring you instead of sharing your concern.

Because none of it had been news to him. This fucker knew the entire time!

Caleb looked over to Zion as if asking for help. "This keeps on getting worse!" "It's because you can't keep your mouth shut." Zion replied exasperated. Caleb didn't confirm it but that was enough to convince you. "S-so what? Were you helping him? Do you...you like me too?" Caleb crossed his arms into 'X's' "Wait wait wait! Let me be clear, I did not help him do that world's creepiest photo scrap- our loveable Zion is just a freak with it! As for liking you..." He softened a bit and scratched the back of his head. "Well I think you already know...." Zion stepped on Caleb's feet making him yelp. "You can stop talking now." "Duly noted..." Zion sighed as if frustrated and rubbed the bridge of his nose for a moment before resting his hands on the table again. "Listen to me, squirt" he used your old childhood nickname. "I understand this might be distressing."

"Distressing?" You laughed. "My friend admitted to fucking having a photo shrine of me and the other friend I told already fucking knew and just let me cry about it to him for a week. And now you're both saying you like me on top of that!" The words sounded ridiculous spoken aloud- you almost couldn't believe it despite your slow acceptance of this irrefutable fact. "That's true." Zion nodded. "We should've conducted this better" You scoffed but he continued. "...To be honest I do agree with Caleb however." "You do?" Caleb asked surprised. "Yes...I do. Listen... there's nothing wrong with changing what we title our relationship...In fact, since everything is out now..." Zion grabbed Caleb's hand and squeezed it. "We already have started doing so." You watched as Caleb's face flushed, eyes widening into saucers. "Wah...that's seriously so smooth~. What a heart stopper!" he squealed. "Shut up" Zion groaned. "Do you lack the ability to read the mood?" "You guys...Are dating? S-since when?" You spluttered confused interrupting whatever flirting the two had just done in front of you. "Since we first moved in together."

"T-that was like 4 years ago! I barely moved in a year ago and your telling me you guys kept that from me!" You slammed your hand on the table and pointed an incredulous finger at Zion. "We didn't want to startle you...And we figured if we came out dating , the likely hood of you reciprocating our feelings together would falter." "We were going to have one of us eventually confess and then slowly introduce the other so it wouldn't be awkward" Caleb blurted out with a laugh. "Boy that one didn't come to fruition though..." You thought it over...But your mind couldn't wrap around it...Your best friends, the people you trusted the most in the world, were going behind your back not only invading your boundaries but also lying and conspiring to your face. The thought of it all made you nauseous... You couldn't stay here. You had to go. "I'm leaving" You got up from your chair suddenly. " I can't stay here. I need to go" you said mostly to reassure yourself. It was all too much, you didn't want to continue this conversation but before you could start to make your way to the exit of the kitchen, Caleb grabbed your wrist once more. "Squirt~ Don't be like that! We're still talking-" The use of your childhood nickname made you squirm. You ripped your hand away from Caleb once more and backed away from him in disgust. He seemed shock at first and paused... but then an almost painted on smile crawled onto his face. "I was going to let it go the first time... " His voice was too light as he spoke. "But you're kinda hurting my feelings now." You didn't know what overtook you in that moment but you felt pure unadulterated fear that you didn't think your best friends of all people could provoke from you. You turned to run but once you did, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and held you close. You heard an airy laugh blow on the crown of your head and you were held into a bruising grip. "Woah, you tried to run again." Caleb called over to Zion. "Your room or mine?" Zion sighed. "Bring him to mine, I figured something like this would happen." Terror fully flooded your veins. You struggled in Caleb's grip. "Stop! Let ME GO-!" A strong hand clamped over your mouth. "Sorry, I'm sorry- It's just if you scream, you'll alert the neighbors dude. Its the middle of the night, people are sleeping and all that." He sounded genuinely apologetic despite his callous words. He carried you to Zion's room, Zion enroute . It was humiliating that your struggling didn't deter Caleb and as they walked into Zion's room. You, in a last ditch effort, decided to chomp down harshly around Caleb's palm. "Yowch!" he yelped and dropped you with a thud.

You landed on your knees and scrambled to your feet to run past Caleb but unfortunately for you Zion blocked the way. "You're making this harder than it has to be , Squirt..." You never had qualms with how tall Zion was but tilting your head up to see him staring down at you made you feel like a prey animal. It was like his figure dwarfing your own scared the shit out of you and before you could dodge you he pounced. With little to no mercy, Zion snatched you by the hair , pulling at your scalp so you would be forced to follow. Pain blossomed across your scalp as you cried and was dragged backwards. You scratched and screamed at him but he didn't let off. Eventually he threw you onto his bed. As you bounced on the mattress beneath you, you curled up defensively, tears already falling and sticking to your face. Zion slowly descended on your trembling form and started to strip you. "S-stop! D-don't Zi!"Your pleas dissolved into sobs as you pushed at him but the male just insistently pulled your clothes off until you were in nothing but your boxers. He used your own shirt to tie a knot around your head to gag you and as if to add icing on top of it, he grabbed your hands and pinned them over your head . All you heard in the next second as you fought him was clinking and something metallic being clicked around both your wrists. You looked up in surprise. Zion who tutored you when you were younger. Who held your hand on rollercoasters.