Lost (Mark/Darkiplier X Reader)

(A/N: This has the sexual content in it. So if you don't like that, you can skip this chapter. It won't effect the story very much if you don't read this. I bet you already know what happens... On with the story!)

*Dark's P.O.V*

I rested my hand on her, playing with her hair. I could feel her heart rate go up exponentially the second I placed my hand upon her. Her fear was wonderful. I could see her lips quiver, making me want to taste her a thousand times more. Damn, why does she have to be so sexy?

I could tell that she was playing hard to get. "I didn't say you had a choice." I told her. She swallowed nervously. She knows that she is weak. Imprisoning her, I put her body back on the bed. She has no where to go. She's mine.

*Your P.O.V*

Dark put me on my bed. I was frozen. What was he going to do with me? My worst fear is that I already know the answer. He had a very devious grin on his face. Why did he like to see me so scared? "Don't be scared." Dark read my mind, "This will be fun, you'll like it." He inched closer and closer to me.

"Please don't." I begged him, but his ignored my request. He put his hand on my body, trying to take off my shirt. I pushed and tried to punch Dark with all of my effort. Yet, he wasn't effected. I let out a little scream, but that made things worse. "Shut up, bitch." He told me. I saw him rush over to a certain spot in the room. He looked through a pile of items.

Dark brought out a pair of handcuffs. Oh, no. There was no point to try to escape. He would always catch me. By the time he walked back to the bed, I was trembling with fear.

"You said that you can be good." I threw his words back at him.

He looked unaffected by anything that I would say to him. Dark began to put the hand cuffs on my hands and tie them to the bed post. Dark looked me right in the eye. Almost like he accomplished something. I saw his pitch black eyes that stared what felt like, right through my soul. I saw a glimmer in his eyes though. Something that echoed the words in my head. Like Dark was trying to say, "I'm sorry."

What did this creature have to be sorry about? He likes to be evil. Well, his fans think that he likes to be evil, so he is. This can get complicated. Dark looked away from me swiftly, putting all of his fears, all the voices in his mind, his good demons in the back of his head. Never to be found again.

Since I was hopeless for any actions, Dark had me to himself. He started to take off my shirt, making me very uncomfortable. "Why do you do this?" I spoke through my stuttered words. As long as I could live through the next hour or two, everything would be okay. At least, I think so.

Dark looked at me pleased with what he had done. How was this an accomplishment? He saw that I had my skinny jeans still on too. "Maybe we should take those off too." He inquired. I shook my head, but it wouldn't help me. As he slowly took off my pants, passing my broken leg, he felt around every inch of skin. "You have no flaws sweetie." He complimented me. Was that his nice side in this situation?

In this situation that was uncomfortable as hell, I tried not to make any noises. I don't want to gives Dark the satisfaction that he craves. "I bet you are a master at this."

Breaking my own rules, I reply to him, "I-im a virgin." I stutter. Dark's face lights up like a lightbulb.

"Well, I see. This is going to be a million times more fun for me then." Why is it a great accomplishment for men to take a girls virginity? My eyes are the mirror to my soul, and Dark can see right through. My horror, disgust, betrayal, and a tiny bit of love. I still have a passion for Dark. To make him better.

Dark comes up on my body, moving his hands all over me. He slowly takes off his own shirt to reveal his huge muscles. I have to admit, Dark has a nice ass body. "Like what you see?" Dark flexed his muscles. Something about him turned me on, but I still refused him because this is wrong. "I know you like it." He added on.

I shook my head, sort of lying. I like Dark, but doing things against my will? No way. Dark took off his pants, so we were in the same situation. "Let's do this baby," He said sexually and came super close to me. Dark took off my underwear. I blushed hard. Dark stood one finger in and moved it around.

It felt good. Unlike anything I have felt before. I was being satisfied by Dark, but I can't let him know that. Tried to keep my small moans to myself. I wasn't very successful and one slipped out. Dark smiled at me pleased. "I knew you would like it."

Dark continued his process like he has done it a million times before. Maybe he has? That's something I don't want to think about at this time. He scaled up my body and to my bra, removing it. He felt around me enjoying himself too much. In my mind all I could think of is how disgusting this is. Dark got in the same physical position as me. "Oh, baby you make me so hard." He said in a slight moan.

The only words I could think from there on out was, "Holy shit this hurts like hell! How does any human go through this?!" Dark gave me one thrust after the other into my body. "Please stop!" i pleaded to him out loud. Obviously, he ignored my request. Dark started painting and enjoying his 'trophy' A.K.A me.

Dark continued the same motion over and over. In the middle of all the madness I almost had a heart attack. I realized that Dark wasn't wearing a condom. Was he going to get he pregnant? I am at my peak for pregnancy. I guess the only thing to do is hope for the best. I only solve one problem at a time.

All the stress and madness went right into my head. I felt like I was having a panic attack, while having horrible physical pain everywhere. The buildup is too much. It felt like a dark cloud is surrounding my vision. I can't do this. I had one solution left. I let out the loudest, most annoying scream ever. The next thing I know, Dark is covering my mouth up swearing at me. Then I see the door open to my bedroom.

Everyone goes through pain, either physical or mental.