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Painted Face
A Shadow Hearts Fan fiction by: Smutville.

She woke up with the
uneasy sensation of being watched.
The bed she lay on felt
soft against her cheek, inviting her back to sleep, but the troubled feeling
nagged at her until she forced herself to sit.
Darkness swirled before
her like a black fog, and like mist, it permitted some light to penetrate
through the haze.
Alice brushed aside
silvery strands of hair from her face and tucked them behind her ear, squinting
her eyes until they adjusted to the dimly lit place.
What she saw brought her
no comfort; the same fathomless sea of black mist greeted her everywhere she
looked. It was impossible to see beyond the thick fog, frightening her even
more.
�W-where am I?� She asked
nervously, clutching the neck of her cotton nightgown. Alice looked behind her,
tentatively touching the embossed patterns of the wooden headboard. The scant
light barely allowed her to see the embroidered paisley designs of the grayish
white bedspread beneath her.
Wasn�t it the same bed
she�d lay on the last time she went to sleep? Even the nightie she wore was the
same.
�So, finally coming to.� A
familiar, jeering voice behind her said. �About time, I thought you�d sleep
till all hell freezes over.�
He threw back his head in
laughter when she gasped in alarm.
�Why so jumpy? I thought
you�d be happy to see me.�
He walked beside the bed
and reached out to twirl a glistening lock of silver hair around his finger.
Alice jerked back at the contact, putting as much distance between them as she
could. She turned her head, looking for an escape route, dismayed to find none.
The dim light shadowed the
mask he wore, but there was no mistaking the fox head design, the slotted eyes,
or the red streaks painted on its cheeks like war paint. He still wore the
Japanese military coat as she remembered, but in the muted light, it looked
more gray than green.
�Come now Alice, can�t you
do better? How about a kiss for starters?�
�Stay away!� She cried,
slapping the outstretched hand that reached for her, the blue eyes bright with
defiance. Though she trembled slightly from fright, she quickly controlled it;
she�s not about to let this man know how frightened she really was.
�Ah, I�m beginning to see
why the runt likes you.� He cocked his head to one side as if in contemplation,
but there was no way for her to know what�s going on beyond the expressionless
mask he wore.
The man laughed again, the
sound grating on her nerves like scratching nails against chalkboard. Alice
clenched her fists against the bedspread, controlling her temper. The presence
of Fox Face could only mean trouble, she knew she had to get away from him, as
soon as possible, right now, this instant!
But when she swung her
legs to the floor, Fox Face was already standing there before her. With a sound
of dismay, Alice realized he had anticipated her next move.
�What do you want with
me?� She asked with a bravado she really didn�t feel. The man intimidated her,
such was the force of unholy aura radiating from him.
�Need you ask?� Suddenly
he vanished from her line of vision, only to appear an instant later at a very
close range before her, so close that their foreheads almost touched. �Isn�t it
obvious? You�re good for only one thing.� Alice flinched as he traced one rude
finger down the curve of her cheek. �That sweet pussy you treasure so much. � He
looked down insolently at her, between her legs in particular as if to
emphasize his point. �I�m going to screw you so hard it�d be a miracle if you
can still walk afterwards!�
He smiled as horror dawned
on her face, while her mouth fell open from sheer terror.
�Yes, go ahead, scream.
They turn me on.� He taunted, rubbing himself in front of her obscenely.
Alice turned pale in
revulsion, a closed fist clenching tighter against her trembling lips. The man
is absolutely despicable!
She shrieked at the sound
of cloth ripping, fear had momentarily transfixed her and he took advantage of
it. Alice sought to stop him, but he was faster than her, tearing her nightgown
apart easily as though ripping paper.
The sight of her naked
breasts galvanized Alice into action, but he caught her before she could
escape. �Where do you think you�re going?� Fox Face chuckled.
�Let me go!� Alice cried
out, pummeling his head with her fists, hitting whatever she can reach,
struggling to get away.
Despite fighting him with
all her strength, he effortlessly pushed her down the bed, pinned her wrists
beside her head, and then straddled her body between his thighs. Even so, Alice
fought on to push the man off her. �Stop wriggling or I�ll paddle that little butt.�
He threatened silkily.
�What a feisty woman! And
they say only redheads are aggressive in bed!� He chuckled, obviously enjoying
her helplessness. �Pretty�you�re so pretty.� He almost purred, looking down at
her nakedness.
Tears stung her eyes, but
this time, Fox Face wasn�t repulsed like that time they first met. No, it
wasn�t tears that angered him, but the fact that she cared enough for Yuri to
weep for him. Now, her tears only served to please him even more, for they were
tears of weakness, of vulnerability.
This is just a dream.
Please God, let me wake up soon. There could be no other explanation for the strange place
she had stumbled into�like that graveyard where she looked for Yuri, the very
same place where she met this malicious man.
This is just a dream,
just a dream. She
repeated to herself like a mantra. She�d soon wake up and find herself back in
her bed, safe and unharmed.
He released her wrists,
but not without threatening her first. �Stay still or things will get nasty, I
promise you that.�
Alice bit her lip,
mentally formulating a plan of escape. Perhaps he would lower his guard if she
appeared to be more submissive, and then she could�Suddenly the brush of his
hand against the patch of hair between her thighs, scattered all her thoughts. Alice
gave a small cry, squirming against him, seeking escape. But he was much
stronger than her, effortlessly holding her in place, his fingers biting
cruelly into her flesh, hurting her.
�Stay still.� He warned.
�You can lie there quietly or I�ll beat you senseless. You choose.�
With a defeated whimper,
Alice went motionless, closing her eyes. Somehow she must make him lower his
guard, or distract him until she could move enough to deliver a swift kick in
the�in the...Not the stomach, Alice thought in dismay, the man is used
to fist fights, no doubt his stomach can handle a feeble kick from her. No, she
must hit him where he�s most vulnerable�Her thoughts scattered once more as she
felt him run his hands over her body. Alice cried out, dying a thousand deaths
as he touched her in ways she�d never permitted any man but Yuri�
�Soft, so soft�the runt is
a lucky man.� He squeezed her breasts, rubbing the nipples with his thumbs,
making her cry out one more.
�You make such cute
noises. Yes, don�t stop, they turn me on.�
Alice stifled her cries of
outrage. She must appear willing, or at least submissive, then he�ll be more
relaxed with her and at the right opportunity she can knee him where he�s most
vulnerable. That should buy her enough time to get away. But for now�for now
she must endure, and don�t lose hope.
If she could make him
hover over her like he would for a kiss, that would give her more chances to
aim for his crotch. But..if she asked for a kiss, that might make him
suspicious�no, she must wait for the perfect timing. There�s no room for
mistakes, no second chances.
But to her dismay, instead
of moving up, the masked man moved lower, sliding between her legs, making her
gasp in alarm.
It�s too soon! Surely he�d toy with her some
more? Alice nearly panicked, abandoning all her plans. If he�s going to�but he
continued moving lower, lower still until he had wedged her legs apart with his
shoulders. Alice didn�t know if she should be relieved or distressed to find
his head between her legs. At least he wasn�t about to force his way inside her
body�yet.
�Lay off the soap a
little, next time, eh?� There was a trace of complaint in his voice. Alice bit
her lip as she felt him breathe against her soft flesh.
�Nothing else can make a
man�s cock harder than a smelly pussy!�
Alice turned away, not
wanting to hear any more. In the dim light she couldn�t see what he was doing
down there, which was good because she wouldn�t want to witness what vile
things he planned to do. Please God, let me wake up, deliver me from this
hour of darkness�
There was a rustle of
cloth, the sound of buckle hitting the ground, telling her that he had shed his
own clothing.
Alice stuffed her fist
against her mouth, stifling the scream inside, knowing it would only rile him up.
She must wait for her chance, to give in to her revulsion now would only
sabotage her only way of escape.
But there was no way to
suppress the shudder that racked her body as he fingered her soft flesh. Her
whole body stiffened as he probed her intimately, spreading the sensitive lips
of her sex wide open with his fingers, then slowly pressing a finger against
the tight slit.
Oh God when will this
nightmare end?
Alice cried out as he
fingered her hymen, her mind reeling in shock. How could it be possible that
she was still a virgin? Hadn�t Yuri�
�A virgin�ah good.� He
said in a low voice, almost a whisper. �You wouldn�t want someone�s death on
you conscience now would you?�
Alice gaped at him in
shock, chilled at his words. He wanted her untouched, unspoiled by anyone that
he would even kill for it. No, she was not disillusioned that he wanted her for
any other reason but the desire to debauch her himself.
She whimpered as another
finger joined the first. The intrusion hurt and tears stung her eyes. �Please
stop.� Oh God, how very different this was from her time with Yuri! He had
touched her with love, with reverence�while this man sought only to possess, to
hurt, to violate her.
Yuri�Yuri where are
you? Save me�save me�
In the silence of her
mind, Alice called for her lover again and again, fervently hoping he�d come
and rescue her from this nightmare.
And then realization
suddenly dawned on her.
What was she thinking?
This man, this very man who wore a mask, who threatened her with rape, touched
her with anything but love is none other than Yuri himself! No, she
amended, not Yuri exactly, just a part of him�but a very important part of
him.
With this realization, she
looked at the masked man with different eyes.
She still feared him, but
somehow, he�s no longer repulsive to her like he was at first. No, even if he
was the embodiment of Yuri�s weakness, he�s still a part of him, a part of the
man she loved.
Alice hesitated for a
moment, then as if gathering all her courage, she reached out a hand to touch him.
Though she could only caress the hard, surface of the mask not his face, Yuri
flinched as if her touch burned him.
�What are you doing?� He
snarled, clutching her wrist so hard Alice winced.
She touched him again, a
lover�s caress.
�Stop it, damn you!� He
growled, moving higher, pining her wrists against the bed once more.
The brush of his sex
against her as she cradled his hips between her legs made Alice shudder, but no
longer in loathing. He was fully aroused, hard, throbbing against her flesh.
She loved him. Not just
the best of Yuri, but the whole man�including this insolent, vulgar part of
him.
Alice would have touched
him again, but he held her wrists firmly in place. He sounded so insecure, so
unsure and he probably was. Yuri must have been afraid she wouldn�t accept his
weaknesses, the part of him that was less noble.
�It�s okay.� She said
softly. �I love you�all of you, not just the man I wanted to see.�
�That�s not true!� He
snarled. �A moment ago you couldn�t wait to get away from me�Why would you even
care for a goddamned loser?�
Alice gasped as he moved
again, the smooth head of his sex rubbing against her. Suddenly, without
warning, he forced her body open with a single, hard thrust, tearing through
her flesh, splitting her apart.
He hurt her, the same
burning pain when Yuri first took her, no�this hurts even more. Alice bit her
lip, shutting her eyes as she absorbed the force of his lust.
�How�s that?� He snarled
behind the mask. �How do you feel now, huh?�
Taken. Taken in a way
you never had. The
man who had saved her, protected her, cared for her from China to the other end
of the world, took her with love and gentleness. This man simply took what he
wanted, uncaring for her feelings, whether she wanted him or not�
�I don�t hate you.� She gasped
through her tears. �You�you�re the other half of me. Ah!� She cried out as he
ground his hips against her, sinking so deep she felt him against her womb. It
was as though he was trying to goad her to take back her words, unable to
accept them, by hurting her, by forcing himself in her body.
But Alice merely looked at
him with love in her eyes. Her tears, the only voice to her pain. She loved
him, loved him so much she was willing to bear anything, even this.
�Damn you!� He hissed, and
then before her very eyes, the mask he wore shattered into pieces, the
fragments vanishing like delicate raindrops against the heat of the sun.
Alice sobbed as she saw
his face, the features of the man she loved.
�Yuri��
He released her wrists to
cup her face, once more the lover she knew. He opened his eyes, his gaze
shearing directly to hers. The emotional turmoil she saw in them made her reach
out to him.
Yuri lowered his head to
plant a soft kiss against her forehead. �You make me whole.�
The sound of his voice
made something inside her tremble, and tears flowed anew. He was the man of her
heart, of her soul�and she loved him more than words can ever say.
Alice whimpered as he
slowly withdrew, unwittingly creating suction, such was the union of their
flesh, not even a thin film of air can come between them.
�Shhhhh�� He soothed,
gently easing the pressure until his presence no longer hurt her, just made her
feel�complete.
He sought her lips, kissed
her with a tender passion that made her weep. The touch of his hands loving,
reverent like she was the most delicate thing he�d ever known.
Once more the man of her
dreams.
He kissed his way down her
throat, nibbling, sucking�he was marking her, marking her as his own, and she
thrilled at his possessiveness.
Slowly, he showed her a
circular movement with his hips, stretching her, stroking her in a way he never
had. He was right when he said he was going to screw her, such was the feeling
as he moved again, sinking deeper still.
His possession still
hurts, but Alice soon discovered that there�s a fine line between pleasure and
pain.
�Alice...� He groaned
against her skin, pulling her hips tighter against him. He forced her open,
stretched her until she could accept no more.
�All right?� He asked in a
hoarse voice, trembling as he waited for her to adjust. The liquid warmth of
her body answered him, beckoned to him, yielding to him without reserve.
He stroked her with barely
leashed passion, loved her slowly despite the turmoil of lust that demanded a
swifter release. He parted the soft lips of her sex, and watched, watched in an
agonized mixture of pleasure and pain the way her flesh parted and clung to his
as he rocked against her�in and out, in and out, until he could no longer bear
the fierce hunger that raked him with passion-tipped claws.
Alice clung around his
neck, ceding full control to him as he mastered her body, made her his, and by
doing so he was able to lead her to a higher plane of pleasure she never knew
existed. Bliss came to envelope her in all its white-hot glory, making her
tremble, suffusing her whole body with warmth. And in her pleasure, she could
no longer distinguish her own cries from his.
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When Alice finally opened
her eyes once more, the softly lit hotel room greeted her.
When she would have moved,
she discovered that a muscular arm wrapped around her restrained movement, the
palm cradling one of her breasts. Alice blushed at the sight, and shyly looked
behind her shoulder. A dark head lay against the pillow near hers. He was
sleeping with his body curled protectively alongside hers, his mouth slightly
open as he slept deeply.
Was it all a dream? She trembled as everything came
rushing back. This was their first night alone together, and though she had
been incredibly shy to share a bed with Yuri, she could no longer deny him. And
look at him now! Even in his sleep, there was no mistaking the satisfied smirk
on his face. Oh, there was no doubt he was pleased. Alice thought,
amused. He was so full of it before they went to sleep. But that place she met
Fox Face? Did she dream all that?
Alice settled back against
the pillow, shuddering as Yuri�s breath caressed her nape. She realized he was
not going to relinquish her breast, even in his sleep he was possessive of her,
making her smile shyly.
That dream, or place with
Fox Face, Alice decided, wasn�t important, but the realization that she might
have shunned that side of Yuri. And with this realization came a greater
understanding of her man. Subconsciously, she might have been hoping to change
him, turn him into a perfect, cultured man. Not that to help him improve for
the better was wrong, but not being able to accept him warts and all, was.
Alice sighed as she
caressed the arm wrapped around her. Yuri was the unrefined man that would make
her parents turn in their graves if they knew their daughter ended with him.
But he loved her with the
same no-holds-barred way he faced life�all or nothing. And maybe it was that
that first drew him to her, his passion, his zeal, and his carefree way of dealing
with obstacles. Nothing seemed to affect him, he always took things
offhandedly. But he can be awfully crude sometimes, and there were instances
she was tempted to wash his mouth with soap, literally.
Still, for all his
shortcomings, she now knew that she could love the whole man, not just the best
of him, but also his worst.
Satisfied with her
conclusion, Alice settled against her man, snuggling deeper inside the quilt
with a gratified sigh.
Her movements must have
roused him, for Yuri brushed a kiss against her nape. Alice smiled as he pulled
her tighter into his embrace, feeling loved, protected�cherished.
She could ask for nothing
more.
END

Author�s
notes: Initially,
I intended to write a threesome sex scene between Yuri, Alice and Fox Face. But
in the middle, I lost taste for it and decided to rewrite the whole thing. :)
I just thought that Alice,
a genteel lady, would find Yuri�s more rough manners outrageous. And with her
refined background, an uneducated lout like Yuri could be a shock. But somehow,
I guess with Alice�s own inherent kindness, she can see beyond Yuri�s crude
exterior, to the real man beneath. And because of this, I couldn�t put Alice
through the threesome sex scene, even if there�s really just Yuri and her
involved. I suppose, you can say I became fonder of Alice after the first
attempt to write this fic.
The shattering of the mask
is a symbolic representation of overcoming/accepting Yuri�s weakness�as shown
in the game, he didn�t merely defeated Fox Face, Yuri also accepted the side of
him he rejected before, the weak side of him, and by doing so he became
stronger. Of course, Alice was there by his side, I must say she had a hand in
helping him accept his own self. But in this fic, this is all about Alice and a
bit about her feelings towards Fox Face.
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