Sleepy. Very sleepy. Ever so slowly, I was coming to, attempting to pass over from the state of dreamlessness to the waking world. I went to move my elbow to cover my eyelids, and that's when I realized something was very, very wrong.

I couldn't move my arms at all.

I forced my eyelids open. It didn't take me too long to figure that whoever had put us under had most likely also bound my arms behind my back, and my legs together. A black leather strip was placed in my mouth, though I had no idea who could possibly hear me outside this dark, windowless room.

And there were bars. I was in a cage. Someone had trapped me, restrained me, and threw me into this cage. Just like a common zoo animal. Most humiliating of all, I had also been undressed. I was naked. Naked and helpless. I shivered, wondering how much more could have possibly been done to my unconscious body.

I heard a muffled moan over to my right. I struggled to move my body around. Darren was bound the same way I was, in a cage right next to mine. I made my way to the bars as he did the same. Our eyes met helplessly.

"What's happening? Where are we?" I managed to mumble through my gag.

"I don't know. But we're okay, that's the important thing," Darren mumbled back. Sensing the uncertainty in my eyes, he added, "Don't be scared," even though I could see his own blue eyes showing the fear.

"God, Darren, I want you to hold me so fucking close and tell me this is a bad dream." I wanted to sink into those eyes, snuggle into his warm hairy chest, be anywhere except this cage in this dark room.

"I want it to be a bad dream. You don't know how much I want this to be gone. Why us, Brittany?"

It was only then it came to me that Darren was also naked. He looked much better than every time I had ever undressed him with my eyes. His chest was fully developed, covered by just the right amount of hair; powerful thighs, and a luscious, plump cock. Despite the circumstances, he looked aroused, and I think I would have taken him into my mouth if not for this piece of leather blocking it.

I looked up and saw he was glancing at me the same way. He blushed slightly when his eyes met mine again.

Damn these cages. I wanted his lips atop mine, his tongue exploring my mouth, wrapping around my own tongue, so intense and involving I would shiver and wilt. I wanted to kiss every inch of his male body until I passed out from the delight of it all. We didn't need hands; we had mouths and tongues.

Damn, damn these cages.

There was nothing more either one of us could do now besides await what our fate would be. Everything will be alright, the look in Darren's eyes was telling me. It didn't need to be said, and I so badly wanted to believe it.

I laid back down on the cold floor, closed my eyes, and waited. I knew Darren was doing the same. For the moment, even though we were physically separated, we were together in our thoughts and hopes.