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My Manipulated Misfortune	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 7
- 8
- 9
***Warnings: Yaoi, intercourse, language, disturbing scenes

***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. This fic is for fun. I am making no money off of this fic.

Chapter 8

“Kiss my neck.” Gilbert whispered to Ludwig, tilting his head to the side to expose the white skin of his neck.

Ludwig did as he was told, planting gentle kisses on the cold skin. He ignored the smell of hospital and unscented lotion, completely focused on properly pleasing Gilbert. The man beneath him was making tiny moans, which Ludwig had to rule out was a good thing.

“You know…I have this fantasy where you burst into my room and tear my clothes off.” Gilbert tilted his head in a coy manner, giving Ludwig a wink. “Want to make that come true for me?”

“Rip off your clothes?” Ludwig looked down at the other’s body.

Gilbert gave a defeated sigh. “If you want to keep them on because I look like a damn mummy underneath them…then I understand.”

“No!” Ludwig said firmly. “That is not the reason! If you wish for me to rip off your clothes then I shall!”

Gilbert grinned as Ludwig’s hands gripped the color of his shirt and easily tore it in half down the middle. “Pants too!” Gilbert demanded and his large doctor lover obliged. Without the fear of I.V.’s, Ludwig ripped and tore the pants clear off Gilbert’s body. The fact that Gilbert’s fantasy came true after years of hardships made the smaller man shudder and cum, splattering the white liquid onto his belly. He panted softly with a flush, giving a lopsided smile at Ludwig.

Ludwig just looked at him and asked, “That means were done, right?”

Gilbert slapped a hand to his face. “For Christ’s sake, I’ll explain later. And no, we’re NOT done!” Ignoring the ache in his bandaged hand and I.V. forearm, Gilbert shot his hand out to grip the bulge in Ludwig’s pants. He felt the organ swell in his hand and looked up at Ludwig as the man let out a gasp of surprise. “YOU are not done yet.”

Blue eyes closed with a sigh, allowing the hand to fondle him through the pants. “What do you need me to do now?”

Gilbert laughed and rolled his eyes. “I think you are my first virgin. Before I ravish you myself, go in to my little bathroom and get that nasty smelling lotion. Go.” Gilbert watched as Ludwig did just as he was told, bringing back a white unlabeled bottle.

“What am I to do with this?”

“Come back to the bed in the same position you were in.” Ludwig followed Gilbert’s instructions. “Give me the bottle.” The blonde handed it over. Gilbert opened the lid and squirted some onto Ludwig’s fingertips.

Ludwig rolled the lotion around in his fingers, looking at it with slight interest and confusion.

“Sex Basics 101.” Gilbert mocked while guiding Ludwig’s hand down between his thighs. “You are going to stretch me. Start with one then add more. Three total.”

“I see.” Ludwig replied, in all seriousness. “I am widening the pathway for-“ Gilbert placed a finger to Ludwig’s lips.

“Stop talking, please. This is sex, not a test. No textbook descriptions, okay? You know what words you CAN say that are right for these times?” Ludwig nodded for him to continue. “ ‘You’re so fucking hot’, ‘you feel so good’, ‘I will ravish you’, ‘lift your hips so I can watch myself disappear into you,’-“ It was Ludwig’s turn to press a finger to Gilbert’s lips.

“I do not say those types of words or phrases.”

Ludwig gulped softly as he placed the flat of his finger against Gilbert’s hole. He heard the other give a gasp and felt the tight ring twitch slightly. Ludwig felt his own face start to grow hot with embarrassment, but he knew it was more than that. With gentle ease, he slipped the first finger inside. Gilbert lightly arched his back, forcing Ludwig’s finger in deeper. The tight, hot muscles clenched around his finger and Ludwig had to wonder what it would feel like around his member. Using his own hand to pleasure himself was one thing, but Ludwig was certain being in Gilbert would be an entirely different feeling.

Feeling bold, Ludwig slipped in the second finger to join the first. He watched Gilbert’s reaction, seeing the man give a smile and arch his hips. Those pink eyes were closed but pink lips were being moistened with a tongue. The sight forced blood to flow into his penis, making it swell to full capacity. It was the hardest he had ever been of that he was certain. Using his free hand, he desperately tried to unbuckle his belt but with no luck.

“Allow me.” Gilbert breathed out and reached his hands down to undo the buckle for him.

Ludwig nodded in thanks and used his free hand once again to release his aching erection. The relief of having the organ out of the tight constriction nearly made his eyes cross with pleasure. The cool air pricked at the heated skin and with a little grunt, a third finger joined the other two.

“Ah! Ludwig!” Gilbert let out a soft cry, spreading his legs more before cupping the man’s face in his hands. He brought Ludwig’s face closer to his. “Move them around.” He breathed out. “Spread them inside of me…I want to be able to take all of you in me with little pain.”

Ludwig gazed at him seriously. “Did all of your clients treat you this way?”

Pink lips frowned. “No. No, I never had a choice in how I was used for sex. I was just a body, nothing more. In a way…I am a virgin tonight too, just like you.” The smile came back to his lips. “This is the first time I’ve wanted sex with a person that I like. I am actually leading…and you are allowing me to do as I please.”

“I can see that means a lot to you. I can never fully understand what you went through but I will try should you ever want to talk.” Gilbert pressed his hips down onto Ludwig’s fingers and kissed the man full on the lips.

“Some things are better left forgotten and ignored.” He licked Ludwig’s lips before guiding the fingers out of him. “Lie on your back now. I will take it from here.”

Ludwig shifted himself on the bed so he was now lying on the stiff sheets. He had to help guide and balance Gilbert’s body since the man still could not stand on his own. Once they were settled, Gilbert lifted himself on his knees above Ludwig’s erection. Blue eyes observed as Gilbert rubbed more lotion between his hands before massaging Ludwig’s erection. Ludwig found himself moaning at the warm lotion rubbed into his skin. His cock felt like it was going to burst in two if he did not cum soon.

“I want to see more of you. Let me unbutton your shirt.” Gilbert offered and did just that, slowly revealing the lightly tanned skin of his lover. He forced the fabric to the sides and gazed down at the muscular toned body. Gilbert shuddered at the tremor of excitement that flowed through him. “I knew you were sexy to look at.” He licked his lips.

Ludwig flushed, for he was still not used to specific terms of endearment. However, he let his eyes travel up and down Gilbert’s body, noticing that most of his skin was covered in bandages. Many were simply to hide the bruises and cuts while others are needed for serious wounds. He allowed his hands to rest on the bare tops of Gilbert’s thighs. “I am bare to you so now you must be bare to me.”

Gilbert rests his hands on Ludwig’s chest. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Stay still.”

Ludwig reached his hand up the bandage that wrapped around Gilbert’s chest, starting above his nipples down to his navel. He heard Gilbert give a little gasp as a strip of bandaged was ripped between his fingers. With little aid from his hands, the bandage unraveled on its own and pooled at Gilbert’s waist. Ludwig looked at each bruised spot from every needle that littered the pale skin. Some of the wounds and welts were clearly inflicted on purpose from the ordeal Gilbert went through the day before. Each welt or mark appeared to be fresh.

Still, the lithe body straddling his waist was nonetheless beautiful to look at. Ludwig found that he could see through the bruises and marks, focusing on the man beneath them. He felt Gilbert’s body shudder and twitch beneath his hands while they freely roamed. Ludwig admired the slim feel of soft, but narrow, hips. Gilbert’s body was toned in the past for he could see traces and signs of muscle loss. Malnourishment and illness from his life had drastically altered his appearance. The man’s body simply showed the ware of hard and troublesome life.

“I do not care about the appearance of your body.” Ludwig told the other firmly, yet gently. “It means very little to me.”

Gilbert closed his eyes as he felt some tears welling in them from Ludwig’s words. “Stop makin’ me cry like a little bitch…” Gilbert lifted his hips to position his entrance over Ludwig’s erection. “I can’t wait to claim you.” He lowered his body so just the tip of Ludwig’s lubed cock pushed and stretched the tight ring of muscle. Gilbert tossed his head back and moaned at the somewhat painful, but pleasurable penetration. “So big…” He chuckled. “It’s a sin to have kept something like this confined for so long.”

Ludwig groaned gently when he first felt the soft heat of Gilbert’s body around his member. He could not keep his eyes off the lithe body that slowly lowered itself further onto his cock. Gilbert’s inner muscles were like hot velvet as he was pressed in further. How could something so ridiculous feel so good? He never understood people who always wanted to have sex, but now he knew exactly way. The feeling was amazing and he wanted to learn more. The liquid heat seemed to have no end as Gilbert continued to lower himself. It wasn’t until the weight on his lap and balls that he realize Gilbert was fully seated on top of him.

“So deep…wow…!” Gilbert’s white cheeks were flushed pink, his eyes heavily lidded with lust and pleasure. “How does it…feel?” He asked with a few pants.

“Incredible. When do I start moving? Now?” Ludwig gripped the other’s hips but cold hands stopped him.

“No…let me.”

Gilbert planted his hands firmly on Ludwig’s chest and lifted his body, slipping the other out of him only slightly. He started a simple rocking motion, giving Ludwig the opportunity to get used to the sensations. The man beneath him let those blue eyes slide closed and Gilbert took it one step further. He lifted his hips until Ludwig was midway inside of him then thrust back down, feeling the tip strike his sweet spot. Both men let out a cry of pleasure, one of a groan and the other of a gasp. Gilbert licked his lips and repeated the motion.

“Feel that?” Gilbert asked.

“I do feel it. That is your prostate and pleasure point. It is true that instincts can count for higher than moral sense.” Ludwig gripped the other gently so he could maneuver the smaller body under him. He stared into bright pink eyes dusted with lust. “I know what to do now. Let me know if I hurt you or are too rough.”

“Please, you could- AHHH!” Gilbert arched his back and neck on the bed at Ludwig’s hard thrust. It hit his prostate with solid accuracy. “Keep going…just like that.”

Ludwig flatted his hands beside Gilbert’s head before beginning a series of thrusts. He only pulled out halfway for fear of slipping out of Gilbert. The man’s slim and cold hands gripped weakly at his biceps as he rocked his body forward. Ludwig knew he was not hurting the other by the sounds coming from the milky white throat, yet there was still something that concerned him. He had to be gentle with Gilbert’s fragile body but his mind was choosing to disagree with him. Sexual instinct and the primitive, animalistic need to mate were taking over his cognitive processing. Now that he had the taste of pleasure, he wanted to satisfy himself, and it terrified him.

“I am hurting you…or at least I fear I will.” Ludwig said to the other when he paused in his thrusting.

Gilbert panted up at him, anger written on his face. “You could never hurt me! Don’t you ever stop in the middle of a good fucking unless I ask you to!” He spread his legs and lifted them higher. “Just keep doing what you’re doing! It’s not a lecture hall!” Gilbert literally grabbed Ludwig’s ears and yanked the man’s head down for a kiss. He forced his tongue into the other’s mouth, pulling the muscle into a duel with his own.

Ludwig let himself become lost in the kiss before pulling away. “Very well then. Tell me if it is too much.”

Gilbert smirked and wrapped his arms around Ludwig’s neck the second he felt the other pull out. He cried out in pure pleasure as the hard cock ripped through him and struck that special spot deep inside him. No matter how many times his spot was hit or played with, it never felt like what Ludwig was delivering. His muscles felt stretched to their capacity but turned lax the more Ludwig pumped into him. The pleasure he was receiving once again brought tears to his eyes and he found himself letting out broken gasps of laughter. This was the pleasure he should be feeling during sex.

“I can not keep holding my weight up like this.” Ludwig hissed out. “What is another position that we can do?”

“Doggie style.” Gilbert quickly answered. “Help me onto my belly.”

Ludwig carefully flipped Gilbert over and raised the other up onto his knees. He was well aware of what Gilbert meant now by doggie style. This time he did not warn Gilbert as he reentered him from behind. The lithe body swallowed him up but tightened with each hard thrust. The bed rocked and squeaked along the tiled floor, its front thumping against the wall. Gilbert’s cries of ‘more’ and ‘harder’ urged him on, arching his own back to shove himself further. Never in all his life would he have thought he liked sex, but now he had just been proven wrong. The pleasure his cock received from Gilbert’s body sent his nerves into overdrive and the familiar build of orgasm was awakening in him again.

“I will cum in you.” Ludwig said with a moan, arching his body forward to relieve his back.

“Me too…!”

Gilbert gasped out, still propped up on his forearms. The I.V. in his arms was beginning to ache terribly but he did not want this pleasure to stop. His whole body was on fire from Ludwig’s rough loving rather than pain, and he did not want to lose that. For a little bit of relief, Gilbert moved his I.V. arm underneath him to hold his belly. Ludwig’s virgin cock was a foreign invader in his body and felt like it would burst through his skin.

Ludwig felt his orgasm hit him and with an uncharacteristic-like roar, he exploded inside the other. This particular orgasm was different from the oral sex but a hundred times better. He would prefer this over oral. The feel of his seed inside of Gilbert must have made the smaller man cum for the white body was shuddering with the aftermath of it. Ludwig reached his hand down to rub the tip of Gilbert’s now limp erection, now slick with hot cum.

Both men were panting heavily, equally exhausted and sated. Gilbert spoke first.

“Now your cum burns like all the others…but it feels fucking awesome!” Gilbert said with a soft whine before Ludwig pulled out of him.

“I think I did too much.” Ludwig said with worry while noticing the swollen red hole overflowing with his essence. “That can not be right! Let me get a hot towel!”

“Huh?” Gilbert looked over his shoulder when he felt Ludwig’s weight leave the bed. The man ran into the bathroom and readied a hot towel as he said. “Ludwig, really, it’s okay. I’m fine.”

Ludwig ignored the other and came at him with the hot towel. Gilbert was still on his belly and he flushed an embarrassed red when he felt Ludwig begin to clean his backside. “For Christ’s sake, Ludwig! Is that really necessary?”

“Forgive me for being concerned.” Was Ludwig’s answer and Gilbert rolled his eyes.

“Once you’re done, fix yourself up and come lay with me for a few minutes.”

“Certainly.” Ludwig laid the towel across the bed posts and fixed his clothes before laying on his side next to Gilbert. The smaller man rolled over and in to him, cuddling against his body. Ludwig was slightly confused but slipped his arm around Gilbert’s waist to hold him back. He felt the other sigh with content.

“How was it? Your first time?”

“Very informative. I have learned something about myself today.”

They lay in silence for a short time before Gilbert spoke again.

“How come you’ve never been with a woman? I’m sure girls had to be all over you. I mean, you’re one of those dark and mysterious nerds. Like that guy…what’s his name? In that movie? We watched it recently…ah! Right! Mr. Darcy! A handsome stoic nerd!”

Ludwig frowned. “It was a book first, not a movie. And believe me when I say that I take slight offense to your comparison.” Gilbert was the last person he would ever accept a literary review from. “I’ve always found women of my level of intelligence a pleasure to talk to. I enjoy their company. The type of woman YOU speak of is like the one I have at home.” Gilbert’s body tensed and Ludwig quickly corrected himself. “I mean my roommate! My roommate, Roderich! He does all the housework and other stuff…and nags me like a woman.”

“You…have a roommate? And he’s a guy?” Ludwig nodded. “Huh.”

“What is wrong with that? We are both of the same intelligence level so-“

“-So I’m the moron here!” Gilbert pouted.

“Stop saying such foolish things. I would not have done all this with you if I preferred someone like Roderich.” And he meant that in all seriousness. “Now, may I ask you a few things?”

Gilbert nodded while buried his head beneath Ludwig’s chin. “Go ahead.”

“Do you have hopes for your future?” Ludwig felt Gilbert’s lithe body tense in his arms.

“That’s a stupid question for someone so damn smart. I’m never getting out of here. The only way will be by that operating table. I don’t plan to ever see the city streets or the rural areas again. I just…try not to think about it.”

Ludwig could feel the sorrow and hopelessness oozing from the other. “And when you do get out? When you are free? What will you do? What do you hope to do?”

Gilbert gave a dark chuckle. “I want to have a house. A little house. Whitewashed with red shutters. I want it to be with a row of houses…and have a tiny front yard with a dog in it. I want to put on a business suit and strut down the street lookin’ all cool and suave. I want to see the beach. I want to see the mountains! I want to be in a hot tub! There are so many things I wish to see…that I try not to think of them because they are too far out of my reach.”

“I think you will be able to see all those things some day.”

“Hmph. Spoken like a true privileged optimist.” Gilbert held him tight. “If you experienced even a quarter of what I have…things would not appear so easy to you.”

Ludwig sighed. “You are correct.” He kissed the top of the other’s head. “I am sorry to have upset you after such a nice time.”

“It’s fine…you didn’t know. I’m just glad you’re here with me.” Gilbert tilted his head to kiss him. “Stay with me a few minutes…then you can get back to your work and studies. Right now I am fully content and should I die at this moment…I would be happy.”

Ludwig wished that Gilbert would not speak that way, but he understood the psychology behind it and chose to remain silent.

///

“Do you see that?” Dr. Winlow pointed to the black and white screen that filmed Gilbert’s room. “Ludwig has moved in on your favorite patient. Judging by those handsome faces he was making when Ludwig was pounding him proves that our little intern is more than what we’ve bargained. Don’t you agree, Dr. Carty?”

Dr. Carty folded his hands on the desk in front of him. “Gilbert is my prized patient here. I don’t expect him to like me, but if he wishes to live on then he will choose to be my personal subject and remain by my side.” Dr. Carty watched as Ludwig left the room. “I think our intern is getting a little too comfortable here.”

“I say dump him.” Offered Dr. Sweets from behind his mask.

“Now, now, let’s not be too hasty! You two are getting up in your ages and we need fresh blood around here.”

Dr. Winlow scoffed. “Illogical reason! Older age means greater knowledge and experience!”

“Calm yourself, old friend. I have an interesting little plan for our friendly intern. I cannot wait to see the expression on his face.” Dr. Carty turned to the masked doctor. “Old friend, pay my lovely little white lily a visit. Use force if you must, but remind him of just whom he belongs to. My little Gilbert does not get to choose whom he lays with.”

Dr. Sweets nodded. “Yes sir. I’ll use just my fists.”

“Very good. And Winlow, in a short while, gather up my second favorites and have them brought to the ‘examination’ room. I think it’s time we allow our little intern a glimpse of the fun part of VOX.”

“Sir, do you think that is wise?” Winlow said with a gasp. “To let some stupid student see even MORE of what we do here? Last I recall, sex has very little scientific usefulness in this facility!”

“Silence, Winlow. You tend to forget that I am the lead doctor here. I sign your paychecks. Do you not think I have my own agenda for all this?” Winlow fell silent. “It is time for our little intern to meet the REAL Dr. Carty in person, back from ‘abroad’.”

///

Gilbert rolled around on the bed, sighing and gasping in pleasure as he recalled the most recent events. Ludwig was hard as a rock and Gilbert’s body could still feel the pressure of its girth inside of him. Ludwig had even dressed him in fresh hospital clothes before leaving, so all Gilbert had to do was cuddle up into the sheets. The fabric still held the scent of Ludwig and the other gave a deep inhale.

“Ludwig…you’re all mine!” He chuckled and rolled in the sheets, uncaring of his I.V. tube. “I have you and I know I love you! My Ludwig! My Wiggy! My Nerdy Potato! My-“

The door beeped and slid opened.

“Ludw-“ Gilbert sat up with a smile but the words died in his throat. His body began to tremble as the threatening masked form of Dr. Sweets stood by the door. ‘What do you want?’ He spoke in German.

Dr. Sweets actually spoke to him. “Cut the German bullshit. We know you speak English.”

Gilbert glared at him but shied away.

“So you like fucking little interns?” Gilbert gasped. “You think Dr. Carty wouldn’t know? We have cameras you dumb bunny.” Sweets cracked his knuckles. “I’m here on strict orders from Dr. Carty to remind you of your place, snow rabbit.”

“N-NO!” Gilbert scrambled out of the bed but fell to the floor, his ankles still unable to hold his weight. Dr. Sweets laughed at him.

“Look at you! Crawling around the floor on your belly like the treacherous little snake that you are! I have to take time out of my busy schedule because you can’t keep your chicken legs from wrapping around the waist of another!” He landed a swift kick to Gilbert’s ribs, making the other cry out in pain. “I don’t have time for this high school bullshit!” He ripped the tube off of the I.V. needle.

Gilbert curled up on the floor, wrapping his arms around his midriff. His breath escaped from him after the second blow of Sweets’ boot met his gut. ‘Ludwig!’ Gilbert silently called for him, tears in his eyes as he glanced at the door, hoping to see the tall blonde enter.

“You’re in for a world of pain, lab rat!”

“No…no please…!” Gilbert felt the black gloved hand fist its fingers in his hair and yank him up. “NO!”

///

Everyone in the Red Apple Hall could hear Gilbert’s screams and pleas.

Arthur made sure his boys were safely hidden under the sheets with him. He held their heads close to his chest in hopes of blocking out the sound.

Francis lay in his bed, his eyes welling with tears at the familiar suffering of his friend. It was all too clear to him what was happening in that room, but all he could do was hide his head under the pillow.

Ivan sat criss-cross on the floor in front of his door, staring up at it with a child-like look of curiosity and concern. The sounds traveled through his head, yet the metal plate could not quite register what the screams were for.

Yao took out his hearing aids and placed them on the end table. His body could not tremble at what he could not hear.

Kiku sat perfectly still on the bed, his eyes closed as he focused his mind onto other things. No matter how hard he tried, the screams still managed to find their way into his ears.

Antonio was strapped to the bed after his suicide attempt and could do little but endure the sounds of his friend’s cries for help. The pain in his lower back helped to redirect his fear of what was happening to his friend.

///

Ludwig sat in his office whilst typing up some medical reports and documents. His body was still twitching from first encounter with sex, but duty calls and there was work to be done. Ludwig found himself able to concentrate and focus on his work unlike before. Now that he had gotten the need for Gilbert out of his system, he could once again function properly. Taking the online home exam would be less of hassle.

Looking at the clock on the computer screen, Ludwig realized that it had been two hours since he last saw Gilbert. He decided to take a break from his work and check up on the other man. Downing the rest of his coffee, Ludwig picked up his tablet and placed it in his coat pocket. He then proceeded to make his way through the halls to the Red Apple. Something was telling him to look inside the other rooms, but he tended to ignore those sixth sense feelings. He went straight to Gilbert’s room and looked through the window only to find the bed empty.

“Gilbert?” Ludwig unlocked the door and looked around inside. There in the corner sat Gilbert completely curled up around himself. “Gilbert!” He ran over to the other man who flinched at his touch. “Gilbert…what happened to you? What is wrong?”

Ludwig’s eyes widened and he let out a gasp when Gilbert turned his face to look at the other. Someone had beaten Gilbert and they did it with only their hands. The entire left side of Gilbert’s face was swollen and red, quickly turning to purple. His soft lips were busted brutally with the blood having already coagulated into many clots. One pink eye was almost swollen shut and twin trails of blood leaked out from his bruised nose. Gilbert’s clothes were torn to show more fresh welts and bruises. Even his ribcage was beaten black and blue. Whoever did this to Gilbert did it intentionally with the means to hurt the other.

“Who did this to you, Gilbert? Who? Tell me who!”

Gilbert shied away when Ludwig gripped his shoulders. “I…I’m scared to say.” His voice was below a whisper.

“Why are you afraid? What will happen if you tell me?”

“I just…can’t tell you.”

“How can I help if you do not let me know who did this to you? If you cannot answer that then why did they do this to you?”

Gilbert glanced up at him. “…because you slept with me.”

Ludwig froze, feeling the anger welling up inside of him. “That is the reason you were beaten like this. It is because I slept with you.” Gilbert nodded. “That is ludicrous. Who would even do such a thing?” What was he thinking? The staff workers in this place never needed a logical reason to wreak havoc on their patients.

“I’m…so cold…it hurts.”

Ludwig scooped him up quickly in his arms and placed him back on the bed. He attached the I.V. once again before going to the bathroom and taking another hot towel. With gentle caresses, he cleaned Gilbert’s nose and lips. Gilbert gave him a light smile. Ludwig could not find it easy to smile back for he was holding in too much rage. He would find the underlying cause of this, with or without Gilbert’s help.

“There is not much I can do for the bruises or welts. You will just have to wait for them to go away.” Gilbert nodded. “I will get a cool towel to place over your eyes and the bridge of the nose. Keep it there.” Ludwig did so and helped to properly place the towel over Gilbert’s face.

“Please stay with me?” Gilbert begged softly.

“I can not stand around and wait. I need to find the person who did this to you since you will not say.” Ludwig turned and headed for the door, determined to seek out Gilbert’s abuser. He had a rough idea of just who it could be.

“No! Please, Ludwig!” Gilbert’s voice was too weak and his lips too swollen for Ludwig to hear his cry.

///

Ludwig wasted no time asking the others for answers and went straight to Dr. Carty’s office. If he were going to find Gilbert’s attacker then he would have to go to the main source. No one questioned him as he buzzed in and stormed right to the door. Without knocking or announcing himself, Ludwig turned the knob and bulldozed his way in. Instead of finding a monitor, he found a person sitting at the desk.

The man was dressed as a doctor and had to be in his early fifties judging by the hair. Salt and pepper in color, neatly combed back to a tiny curl at the base of his neck. He wore thick glasses and had a sweet smile much like Dr. Hartman’s. Ludwig just stared at him in surprise.

“Well, I’ve finally had the chance to meet you face to face, Ludwig Beilschmidt. I am Dr. Carty. We have spoken many times on the computer.” The doctor stood up and went to shake the other’s hand, however, Ludwig did not return it.

“I do not have time for formal pleasantries, Dr. Carty. There is a matter of great concern that I would like to address with you.”

Dr. Carty smiled softly. “You mean to ask who assaulted Gilbert, am I right?” Ludwig’s eyes widened. “I thought so. Come take a seat. Let me explain a few things to you.”

Ludwig sat down in the chair across from the desk.

“As I am sure you know, we doctors and orderlies here at VOX can take our pleasure with the patients.”

“I am aware. Dr. Hartman said I have the privilege to take whomever I want.”

Carty pointed both his index fingers at Ludwig with a pleasant smirk. “See, that’s where you are wrong. He meant everyone other than Gilbert.”

Ludwig raised a brow. “Why is Gilbert special to you?”

“I could ask you the same question. What is your answer?” Carty countered.

“Perhaps it is the same as yours. However, I am certain my reasoning is the correct one.”

Carty gave a hearty laugh. “See, that’s why I like you, Ludwig. You’re very intelligent and wise beyond your age. You remind me very much of myself at your age. That is why your smart ass is still interning at this facility.” Ludwig gave him a suspicious look. “I need more scientists and doctors like you here at VOX. Many of the others are getting too…what is the word? I guess ‘old’ would suffice. Much of their work has become sloppy, and I am not happy.”

“So then what is it you want from me?” Ludwig asked.

“I want to train you to be a highly skilled doctor like myself. I need your knowledge, which is why I am letting you get away with so much. Except my Gilbert.”

“Gilbert is a person; a human being. He is not property.”

Carty smirked and stood up. “Come, allow me to show you something. I think I can persuade you to set your sights on someone else.”

Ludwig said nothing but stood with the man, following him out of the room. They entered into the Red Apple Hall and Ludwig paused to look in Gilbert’s window, only to find it empty. “Where is Gilbert?” He glared at Carty. “Where is he?”

Another smirk. “Patience. Continue to follow me.”

Ludwig had no choice but to follow the man who lead him to the elevator. Dr. Carty held his card against the scanner screen and it beeped. Ludwig felt the elevator jerk slightly and make its way down a short distance before they stopped. The doors opened and Carty stepped out, follow by the other. Ludwig saw another door in front of them.

“Where does that door lead?”

“This leads to the examination room.”

Ludwig said nothing for he had heard that name spoken before. Dr. Carty opened the door and let Ludwig follow him inside. What Ludwig saw in the darkened room on the white floor made him sick to his stomach. Before him stared five sets of eyes, each pair holding their own fear. Each man tied up and gagged on the floor were his patients. Kiku, Yao, Ivan, Francis, and Arthur. They were naked and bound before him.

“What is this?” Ludwig asked. “This is disgusting! What right do you have?”

Carty chuckled. “I have every right. They are my patients and I am their doctor. I know what is best.” He walked around each of them, enjoying the way their bodies trembled.

Ludwig narrowed his blue eyes. “They are not your playthings. They are innocent humans who have been kidnapped by VOX! Used as test subjects for unspeakable tortures and procedures! Now you boast that you make whores of them too! What kind of person are you? AND WHERE IS GILBERT!” Ludwig hollered the last part.

“Oh, Gilbert has been placed in my private laboratory. I cannot tell you of its whereabouts for Gilbert is none of your concern.”

“He is my concern. He is my patient and you, along with many others, have been doing him harm!”

Carty gave him a smug look while kicking Yao onto his belly. “Who is going to believe you? You can tell whomever you want, but no one will believe you. All our funding comes from the government to do with as we see fit. They do not care who is involved or how it is done as long as their donations are displaying results. We are simply having fun while at work, and so can you.”

“I refuse. Now where is Gilbert?” Ludwig was losing his patience, clenching his fists at his sides.

Another cold smirk. “I will tell you where he is but only under one condition.” He stood in-between Arthur and Francis. “Have your way with one of the five here and I will allow Gilbert to see you. However, if you choose your moral sense over your logical one, then Gilbert will continue to remain out of your sight.” Ludwig gulped softly. “You will never know what is happening to him or if he is doing well.”

“This…this is unfair! It is simply barbaric and disgusting! To you it may seem like a meat market but to me it is much more! I see the sick suffering every day that need proper medical care! Saving the world does not include raping your patients!”

Carty smiled at him and walked over to Kiku and Ivan. “So you prefer to choose your moral sense over your logic. Interesting.” He tapped his chin. “I would have thought someone of your mental capacity would always put his career before anything else. I could fire you today and you will never see Gilbert again.” He smirked. “I can have you blacklisted from every hospital and medical facility from here to the ends of the world.”

Ludwig felt his breath growing more rapid with the increasing anger. “This is ridiculous.”

Carty laughed. “So you would throw away all your years of hard work because you don’t want to hurt the moral feelings of someone you hardly know. I’m not asking you to rape them! They will feel pleasure in what you give to them.”

Ludwig growled. “I do not understand what you hope to gain from this stupidity! Do you want me to stay away from Gilbert by finding another to warm my bed? Ludicrous! I will be with whom I want and I choose Gilbert!” Carty continued to silently laugh at him. “You must think all of this is a game.”

“Perhaps I am simply testing you. Perhaps I am conducting my own experiment and I will turn around to laugh at how gullible you are. Maybe this is all a joke. What do you think? Put it into perspective.”

“I think you are insane!”

Carty sighed and closed his eyes. “Let me say something that will help to ease your choice.”

Ludwig narrowed his gaze. “I will not listen to anything you say. Everything about you is illogical and disgusting. To think I held such high respect for a doctor of your caliber.”

“Yet I am not the one fucking my brother.”

End Chapter 8 TBC
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