As Long As You're Mine
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
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6
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I Hope You're Happy
As Long As You're Mine
Chapter 4 of ??: I Hope You're Happy.
Masculine grunts and a child's pain-filled whimpers echoed through the empty streets. Rain pelted them in heavy drops now as hips were thrust upwards into a small bony ass. Fingernails dug themselves into hips and shoulders, one pair for leverage, the other pair from complete and utter agony. Blood, mixed with rain, dripped from the body being slammed roughly against the brick onto the alley concrete.
“All mine, Ritsuka...” Seimei purred evilly into his captive's ear as he drove himself upwards into his little brother roughly. The hands on the boy's hips gripped harder and pulled downwards with harsh, brute pushes onto his engorged member. The younger boy's bobbed between them, begging, against Ritsuka's will, to be touched, caressed, held for only a moment before the sin would be ripped from it.
After about what felt like, to Ritsuka, thirty minutes of the rough and painful sex, Seimei lifted the now limp and almost lifeless boy from his length and set him on weak, unstable legs. Ritsuka grasped onto Seimei for support so he wouldn't fall and he put his forehead on the now scratched shoulder. He groaned in discomfort as he was being moved around.
“You think we're done, MY Ritsuka?” Seimei asked maliciously as he pressed his still erect, blood-soaked penis's head against the child's diminutive one, causing the boy to groan and whimper in discomfort. He let out a small breath and clung to his brother.
“No more... please...” Ritsuka whined painfully as he was shifted around on the ground. “Seimei.. ple---” Their mouths connected in a heated kiss before Ritsuka was turned around to face the wall, his backside presented to Seimei. In a split second, the boy felt his body tearing apart again as he was painfully filled from behind. An anguished cry was torn from the boy's throat as he clutched the brick wall. “STOP!!!”
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Soubi's eyes fluttered open and he gazed into the cherubic face of the fatigued child under him. His soft pink lips were open slightly and a wet tongue slipped to subconsciously lick and moisten them from time to time. The twenty-year-old couldn't help himself from devouring the delicate lips. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Ritsuka's; his tongue found its way into the warm cavern and massaged the sleeping boy's gently.
“Pervert, Sou-chan!” A figure yelled from the doorway carrying some take-out. Kio stormed up to Soubi and set the food down next to him, though the blond man didn't look up from what he was busy with. He deepened the kiss with the sleeping child, sucking the boy's tongue into his own mouth, but it just fell back, so Soubi finally pulled away. He stood from the bed and tucked Ritsuka in, kissing his eyelids when they threatened to open. “You took his ears? He's only 12, Sou-chan. Perverted pedophile...” Jealousy laced Kio's words.
“I am not a pedophile, Kio...” Soubi said as he gazed down at his earless sacrifice, feeling guilty he couldn't protect him, guilty that he couldn't do his job. “I love Ritsuka.”
“Yes.. you love him so much you took his ears, his virginity, Sou-chan...” Kio shook his head and pouted, protruding his bottom lip and causing light to shine off his new ring that dangled from the pink lip. The late afternoon light glared off of the shiny metal of the ring pieced through his flesh.
“I didn't do it, Kio... and if you add anymore metal to your face, you'll start showing up on radar.” Soubi nearly hissed at his friend.
“Aww~ Sou-chan! You noticed? After what I just saw, I'm amazed you weren't too hyped up on post-rape to notice my new lip ri--” Kio didn't have time to finish his sentence before Soubi, in a fit of rage from the comment, pushed Kio against his wall, disturbing Ritsuka awake.
“Soubi? Soubi! Stop!” Ritsuka yelled as he shot into a sitting position and groaned as pain stabbed up his back from his arse.
“I would NEVER hurt Ritsuka.. unless he ordered me to do it..” Soubi growled as he looked back to the deflowered child. “I don't know who did this to him. He came to me like that last night.”
Ritsuka looked at Kio, who looked scared to death. “Soubi... Sei... Seimei did it..”
Kio's and Soubi's eyes widened, “SEIMEI?!”
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Ritsuka's rebellious white seed ripped itself unwillingly and painfully from the child's body and splattered onto the brick of the wall. The heavy rain washed it quickly onto the ground. The boy's body then went completely limp while being sandwiched between his older brother and the wall. A few more minutes of forceful thrusts entered him before his beloved brother came, the semen burning his insides intensely and caused another pain racked cry to escape him.
The organ occupying Ritsuka's rectum went flaccid quickly and Seimei pulled out and placed himself back into his pants. He helped the weak child back into his pants and pulled the cloth up over his sore anus. “You're all mine, now, Ritsuka...” He sucked a red hickey into the child's neck, marking his property. “Don't forget it...”
The dazed and frail child could only nod as his clothes were being placed back onto his body, save for half of his ripped shirt. Seimei then picked up his small brother and walked towards an apartment complex in the distance. “Mine, Ritsuka...” Seimei chanted into the boy's ear as he carried him closer and closer, in the rain, to the apartments where a college art student would take good care of the broken child.
The still cat-eared older brother set Ritsuka on his feet in front of the door and knocked gently on it. “Seimei...” he muttered before the door opened and a shocked Soubi stood in front of him.
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“Seimei died... didn't he?” Kio asked, extremely interested in Ritsuka's story as he told them both what had happened to him. “I mean, he got burnt... at your old school, that's what I heard....”
“That's what they said, but...” Soubi started before he looked away. “Nisei... He called him, I heard Seimei's voice, and I snapped... Seimei's alive.” But not for long.... Soubi thought as he looked at the floor. Soubi stood from the chair he sat in, “Kio... I think it'd be best if you left... I need to talk to Ritsuka...” Soubi paused when Kio still sat, a dumbfounded look on his face, “alone...”
Kio pouted again and crossed his arms, “No fair, Sou-chan... It was just getting interesting...” Kio stood finally and waved to the boy sitting on the artist's bed. “See you later, Rit-chan!” Kio then pranced from the apartment.
After Kio had left, Soubi sat next to Ritsuka on the bed and held him close to him, needing the comfort more for himself than the boy. "I couldn't protect you, Ritsuka..." He muttered before kissing the boy gently, tongues entwining for a brief moment before Ritsuka pushed Soubi away lightly.
“It's not your fault Sou-” Ritsuka's sentence was cut off by Soubi's mouth engulfing his once more.
Chapter 4 of ??: I Hope You're Happy.
Masculine grunts and a child's pain-filled whimpers echoed through the empty streets. Rain pelted them in heavy drops now as hips were thrust upwards into a small bony ass. Fingernails dug themselves into hips and shoulders, one pair for leverage, the other pair from complete and utter agony. Blood, mixed with rain, dripped from the body being slammed roughly against the brick onto the alley concrete.
“All mine, Ritsuka...” Seimei purred evilly into his captive's ear as he drove himself upwards into his little brother roughly. The hands on the boy's hips gripped harder and pulled downwards with harsh, brute pushes onto his engorged member. The younger boy's bobbed between them, begging, against Ritsuka's will, to be touched, caressed, held for only a moment before the sin would be ripped from it.
After about what felt like, to Ritsuka, thirty minutes of the rough and painful sex, Seimei lifted the now limp and almost lifeless boy from his length and set him on weak, unstable legs. Ritsuka grasped onto Seimei for support so he wouldn't fall and he put his forehead on the now scratched shoulder. He groaned in discomfort as he was being moved around.
“You think we're done, MY Ritsuka?” Seimei asked maliciously as he pressed his still erect, blood-soaked penis's head against the child's diminutive one, causing the boy to groan and whimper in discomfort. He let out a small breath and clung to his brother.
“No more... please...” Ritsuka whined painfully as he was shifted around on the ground. “Seimei.. ple---” Their mouths connected in a heated kiss before Ritsuka was turned around to face the wall, his backside presented to Seimei. In a split second, the boy felt his body tearing apart again as he was painfully filled from behind. An anguished cry was torn from the boy's throat as he clutched the brick wall. “STOP!!!”
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Soubi's eyes fluttered open and he gazed into the cherubic face of the fatigued child under him. His soft pink lips were open slightly and a wet tongue slipped to subconsciously lick and moisten them from time to time. The twenty-year-old couldn't help himself from devouring the delicate lips. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Ritsuka's; his tongue found its way into the warm cavern and massaged the sleeping boy's gently.
“Pervert, Sou-chan!” A figure yelled from the doorway carrying some take-out. Kio stormed up to Soubi and set the food down next to him, though the blond man didn't look up from what he was busy with. He deepened the kiss with the sleeping child, sucking the boy's tongue into his own mouth, but it just fell back, so Soubi finally pulled away. He stood from the bed and tucked Ritsuka in, kissing his eyelids when they threatened to open. “You took his ears? He's only 12, Sou-chan. Perverted pedophile...” Jealousy laced Kio's words.
“I am not a pedophile, Kio...” Soubi said as he gazed down at his earless sacrifice, feeling guilty he couldn't protect him, guilty that he couldn't do his job. “I love Ritsuka.”
“Yes.. you love him so much you took his ears, his virginity, Sou-chan...” Kio shook his head and pouted, protruding his bottom lip and causing light to shine off his new ring that dangled from the pink lip. The late afternoon light glared off of the shiny metal of the ring pieced through his flesh.
“I didn't do it, Kio... and if you add anymore metal to your face, you'll start showing up on radar.” Soubi nearly hissed at his friend.
“Aww~ Sou-chan! You noticed? After what I just saw, I'm amazed you weren't too hyped up on post-rape to notice my new lip ri--” Kio didn't have time to finish his sentence before Soubi, in a fit of rage from the comment, pushed Kio against his wall, disturbing Ritsuka awake.
“Soubi? Soubi! Stop!” Ritsuka yelled as he shot into a sitting position and groaned as pain stabbed up his back from his arse.
“I would NEVER hurt Ritsuka.. unless he ordered me to do it..” Soubi growled as he looked back to the deflowered child. “I don't know who did this to him. He came to me like that last night.”
Ritsuka looked at Kio, who looked scared to death. “Soubi... Sei... Seimei did it..”
Kio's and Soubi's eyes widened, “SEIMEI?!”
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Ritsuka's rebellious white seed ripped itself unwillingly and painfully from the child's body and splattered onto the brick of the wall. The heavy rain washed it quickly onto the ground. The boy's body then went completely limp while being sandwiched between his older brother and the wall. A few more minutes of forceful thrusts entered him before his beloved brother came, the semen burning his insides intensely and caused another pain racked cry to escape him.
The organ occupying Ritsuka's rectum went flaccid quickly and Seimei pulled out and placed himself back into his pants. He helped the weak child back into his pants and pulled the cloth up over his sore anus. “You're all mine, now, Ritsuka...” He sucked a red hickey into the child's neck, marking his property. “Don't forget it...”
The dazed and frail child could only nod as his clothes were being placed back onto his body, save for half of his ripped shirt. Seimei then picked up his small brother and walked towards an apartment complex in the distance. “Mine, Ritsuka...” Seimei chanted into the boy's ear as he carried him closer and closer, in the rain, to the apartments where a college art student would take good care of the broken child.
The still cat-eared older brother set Ritsuka on his feet in front of the door and knocked gently on it. “Seimei...” he muttered before the door opened and a shocked Soubi stood in front of him.
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“Seimei died... didn't he?” Kio asked, extremely interested in Ritsuka's story as he told them both what had happened to him. “I mean, he got burnt... at your old school, that's what I heard....”
“That's what they said, but...” Soubi started before he looked away. “Nisei... He called him, I heard Seimei's voice, and I snapped... Seimei's alive.” But not for long.... Soubi thought as he looked at the floor. Soubi stood from the chair he sat in, “Kio... I think it'd be best if you left... I need to talk to Ritsuka...” Soubi paused when Kio still sat, a dumbfounded look on his face, “alone...”
Kio pouted again and crossed his arms, “No fair, Sou-chan... It was just getting interesting...” Kio stood finally and waved to the boy sitting on the artist's bed. “See you later, Rit-chan!” Kio then pranced from the apartment.
After Kio had left, Soubi sat next to Ritsuka on the bed and held him close to him, needing the comfort more for himself than the boy. "I couldn't protect you, Ritsuka..." He muttered before kissing the boy gently, tongues entwining for a brief moment before Ritsuka pushed Soubi away lightly.
“It's not your fault Sou-” Ritsuka's sentence was cut off by Soubi's mouth engulfing his once more.