15 : As Long As You Are Mine...

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- Saba's POV -

My head feels like it weighs a ton. I cant open my eyes fully due to the sun shining straight at me. I do however, notice a blurry body next to me. Slowly coming into view, it's King, fast asleep. Facing me with his right arm around me and his left arm snuggling between us.

I don't remember how I got here. Last thing I know, I was in the parking lot waiting for..... The clinking of metal stopped me in mid thought as I lift my wrist and see it handcuffed to his. A part of me wanted to laugh at the fact he handcuffed me just to keep me from running off, but the other half of me..... the bigger half, was pissed.

"King." I said harshly. I tried shaking him but he just rolled over and took me with him. Now almost hanging off the bed, I slap his arm. "King!" I hollered, he just sighed.

"What?" He said groggily as he rubbed his eyes.

"Why the fuck am I handcuffed to you!?" I mean not that in a more than scary weird way, I find this a major turn on but I will not be leashed like some dog! "Uncuff me. Now." I demanded. He chuckled and rolls on top of me, pinning my arms down by my side.

"No. If I wake up one more time without you next to me, I will kill someone." He stared at me hard before putting his lips to my neck and sucking in various places. "And their death will be on you since you wish to defy me so fucking much." He removed his mouth from my neck and lightly ran his fingers over the sensitive hickies he just put there. "And if you ever go see that shithead of a therapist again, I'll rip his tongue out through his ass." He growled. I rolled my eyes.

"I need to pee." Let's try that tactic. He grunted and got up from the bed picking me up as he stood. He walked into the bathroom, set me down and stared. "You can't be serious." I gave him that 'are you kidding me' look. "Leave." He shook his head.

"Either go or hold it and piss yourself." He shrugged. "In fact, go ahead and piss yourself. That way I can take a shower with you." He smiled. I glared and decided to just suffer the embarrassment. I did my business and went to wash my hands. "Let me make this easier." He stood behind me and wrapped his free arm around me, with his cuffed hand grabbing my wrist gently. Moving in sync with me. Kissing my neck and shoulder as I lathered and rinsed my hands. He moved along with me, grabbing a hand towel, I dried my hands. "That wasn't so bad now was it?" I wanted so badly to slap the shit out of him but that would just lead to sex and I'm for real pissed at him.

"How did I get into the bed?"

"I put you to sleep, brought you home and I handcuffed you so you can't sneak off anymore." He hoped onto the sink, leaning his back against the mirror.

"Put me to sleep? No wonder my head feels like a jackhammer. Did you hit me?" In an instant his hand was gripping my chin. His legs wrapped around me and pulled me between is thighs. His free hand grabbed my hip and squeezed.

"I will never lay a hand on you like that." He was in full serious mode. "No one will ever lay hands on you like that." He put his forehead to mine, then kissed my nose. He pulled away and stared at me.

"Did you drug me?" I was seconds from exploding. My heart sped up and my muscles tensed.

"It was just a little chloroform. Nothing drastic." He shrugged and got up from the sink, dragging me with him into the room.

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