Enae Volare Mezza

TITLE: Enae Volera Mezza (One Shot)
BY: Synchronized Love
ANIME: Yami no Matsuei
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Saki x Muraki
TYPE: PWP, Angst

A/N: :: shrugs. :: This is an old, sad attempt at a lemon that I worked on ages ago. I decided to revise it and finish it. It\'s a Saki x Muraki fic (I know, I know, yaoi incest!). Why did I decided to make it? Well, I personally felt that there was more to their relationship which caused the confrontation that lead to Saki\'s demise. More than their parents\' death; more than the fact that Muraki\'s father was a player. Please R/R this fic if you read it. I really worked hard on it. T_T; No flames either, alright?

Oh yes, btw, I DO NOT OWN YAMI NO MATSUEI. Please don\'t sue me. x_x

Enjoy.

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One long, slender digit traced the outlines of his lips, slowly coaxing it to open; to allow him the chance to taste the sweetness of his mouth. He was the ideal prey, portraying fear and anger, trembling visibly between the wall and his assaulter. Both eyes guided away from the sadistic expression upon that face. Murmuring, he pleaded for release.

\"Yamete .. onegai ..\"

Four others of the same hand moved under his chin, gently lifting it up to meet his gaze. His eyes widened, as that gentleness became firm and rough. A quirk of the elder\'s lips, turning into a smirk, and it drew closer. He struggled, but he resulted in a slap across his cheek. It was followed by a moist appendage cooling off the reddened heat of the pain. His tongue swirled around in a circle before it returned to the safety of those smirking tiers.

The back of his head hit the ledge of the wall; pressure applied to his lips, followed by the licking to coax the forceful entry. His hands flailed to push him away, but that powerful body would keep him from running. Tears slid down his widened eyes, furthering irritating the reddened cheek, the other being caught by that free hand. It was licked away; the bittersweet taste bringing more satisfaction.

\"You know you desire it ..\"

\"No ..\"

\"Do not lie ..\"

\".. N-no ..\"

\".. I desire it too.\"

\"But ..\"

\"Let me ..\"

\"...\"

Unsteady hands became laced upon the others. Their position on the wall moved to the floor. The assaulter, the lover, had taken the higher position. The other, weakly squirming, continuing to silently cry the tears that betrayed his want, had taken the lower position. The receiver, if you may accept that name in such crudeness. They were alone, a porcelian doll being their only voyeur.

They were lifted above his head. He had no choice but to comply. There was no further resistance; smooth, carressing lips pressed upon his forehead. Away from the gentle locks of hair, away from the eyes, which continued to bleed clear crystal drops. Lowered to the nose, and finally the mouth, all was his to take. No hesitation, he beckoned a response, and reluctantly, he received it. Inexperience with a kiss would soon be mastered; tongues lashing against each other in the fury of war. Possessive, yet willing to share, he was explored, he explored, they grew hungry with want.

Lavished with moisture upon the oval shape of a flushed face, the assailant went lower; removing the abominating imprisonment, drinking to his fill the whimpers of weakening protest. Pressed upon fragile skin, he couldn\'t help but nibble on the morsel. There left crimson marks that refused to bleed, but would if further irritated. Legs were pinned down, kept from moving from the larger, taller legs on either side. Clamped together painfully, they were. His shirt was torn off, ripped from his body like a raper coming to consume him, but he would be safe.

This was not the case. His raper was still there, releasing the hold on both hands and wrapping those long limbs around his waist, pulling him up. He simple stared ahead, allowing it to happen. One hand stroked the gentleness of his hair, the other removing the remnants of what clung to his lithe figure. Both legs still uncomfortably together, in the position of prayer. There was little if nothing to pray for, however. Lids closed gently, wishing it all away, wanting it to be nothing but a horrible nightmare. Those lips continued yet lower, relishing in the sweetness of the other\'s pale skin.

His tongue wrapped around one taut nipple; a gasp emerging through gritted teeth in response, enabling him to nibble with utter gentleness. His teeth pinched, the boy\'s cries growing louder. Both hands were rested upon the superior\'s shoulders, as that tongue continued to moisten and harden the pink swell into a scarlet shade. Both were given the same treatment. No longer restrained, his body arched back as the permeating kisses moved yet even lower. He felt himself needing this, wanting this, desiring this. It didn\'t matter who it was, just as long as he was pleased in the end.

\".. Yes.\"

\"Hm? ..\"

\"I .. desire it.\"

\"That\'s a good boy.\"

If one was willing, it was no longer qualified as rape. Still, there were bits of resistance and writhing in order to move away from him. Placed ever so gently on the floor once more, his legs were spread out, the elder\'s legs knelt close, inbetween that space. His long, slender hands worked upon the button of his pants, revealing that of inexperienced hunger. The hardness was anything but hard to view at this point. A moment was taken in order to shed himself of his own clothing. The pants still remained; that was for the finale that would happen later. Peeling the rest of the pants from his victim, he brushed a free hand upon the hardened treasure right before him. The boy trembled, a shuddering moan escaping his swollen tiers. His arms remained still, frozen upon the floor out of fear of reacting incorrectly. He felt the last layer of clothing being pulled away, and revealing what made him of the male gender to begin with. Face flushed in deep crimson, he looked away, shutting his eyes to erase the image away.

He jumped suddenly, the cold hand running down gently upon his length, now hard and painful to bear. \"Relax,\" his assailant whispered, both hands now grasping the hardened member, pumping it up and down in order to lubricate the hardness with a slick, first layer. Being a virgin, the boy squirmed in his position, those action causing immediate release. His breath came out in erratic gasps; face blushing furiously and his body forming crystalline droplets of sweat on his body. His mouth remained slightly ajar, his jaw trembling in shock at the rush of heat that surged through his veins. Replacing those smooth, moist hands would be a warm breathing of sorts.

That very same appendage that ran its way along his chest and lower abdomen would run along one side of his manhood. Gasps of air and moans of pleasure were the response of such erotic gestures. He pressured the hardness with the tip of his tiers, cleaning away such dirtiness that coated it once before. Before much time passed on by, he would move up upon the head of the member, coating his mouth with the milk of the bottle. He then engulfed it almost completely, sucking in air and breathing in the musk of his manliness. The boy wracked with sobs, not wanting this torture, but just wanting it all to end.

\".. Onegai.\"

Instead of his pleading being listened to, he felt those tiers open, and take the member once more. He felt his length being sucked, licked, and nibbled. In response he arched up against his assaulter\'s mouth, his pelvis thrusting in tune with the sucking and taking in. With each thrust, spurts of precum slid down his heated cock, most of it being caught by those very hands that were smacking each cheek of his buttocks. They caught the milky substance and began assaulting right underneath the bubbling member. His hole, ripe and tight, untouched and virginal, would be attacked by moist hands lubed up by his own release. He swirled around the pink hole, making it wet enough to slide a finger in.

One managed to find solace with the mixture of lube, sweat, and occasional saliva all in one making it easier to finger the boy. He writhed, and gasped with his body feeling violated. Suddenly a second finger slid in, and both began pumping in and out in unison with the thrusts and the sucking. All almost became too much for him, tears streaming down his face, his cries and gasps being only punishment to apply more pressure of passion upon his lithe form.

A third finger pushed itself in, and at about the moment that he was about to release, that moment of possible ecstacy was stopped. Everything came to a winding halt. Pumping fingers slid out, the sucking stopped. In fact, he was pretty much ignored as his rapist towered over him.

\"Time to finish things ..\"

\"Nani ..?\"

\"You belong to me ..\"

\"N-no!\"

\"You\'ve submitted. You belong to me.\"

\"But .. it\'s not ..\"

\"Right? Who said it was supposed to be right?\"

\"...\"

Unbuttoning his pants, they were slowly slid down and out of. His underwear would soon follow, revealing something that the boy would never expect. That man\'s length was huge; about 7 inches in length. Moving onto his knees, he stroked his member slowly with one hand, the other taking premeasured amounts of semen and sweat and applied it to his own length. He then moved forward and grasped the kicking legsthe the boy below him. The younger one shook his head frantically and didn\'t want this to happen.

\"It\'s a pity you\'re resisting. It\'ll be much harder on you now ..\"

He pressed his manhood against the boy\'s hole, and slowly managed to push the head in. The boy screamed out, forcing him to clamp his mouth shut. \"Shh!\" He snapped nastily, slowly inserting the rest of his cock inside the boy\'s body. The tip of his member brushed by the prostate, causing the boy to arch and moan in desperation.

\"Looks like I\'ve hit the golden fleece.\"

He slowly pulled back, and pushed in again. Thrust in, pull out, it was a natural instinct for him to do. He made it a purpose to hit the prostate each time he thrusted inside the boy\'s body. He removed his hand from his mouth, embracing the sounds of moans and cries as he thrusted in harder with each push. His face contorted into a sadistic smile; he was enjoying seeing the boy\'s agony as he forced himself in each time. His cries mixed with his moans. Soon both were moaning in ecstacy, the man pumping the boy\'s member up and down hard, squeezing the delicate skin with force and pleasure. It was painful but very enjoyable.

\"Y-yamaete...!!!\"

\"Iie! You will soon have me forever!\"

The pace became faster. The rapist\'s thumb was on the head of the boy\'s member, keeping such painful amounts of cum trapped inside. He ground his member inside, pulled out and thrusted back in. Faster and faster it went. Then it all came to a climax; his cock exploding inside the boy\'s body. His thumb released the member and it spurted all over his chest. He continued to thrust until he was empty, and then he pulled out in order to look into the eyes of a broken boy.

\"That wasn\'t so bad now .. was it ..?\"

He ran his hand through the metallic silver locks of hair, pushing the excess away from his face. Those grey eyes were humilated and completely lost; miserable and destroyed. The man reached forward to reveal his face, kissing his lips and grinned. He was no man, but a boy in a man\'s shadow. His older half-brother, sweaty and exhausted just as he. He was raped by a man who smiled during his parents\' funeral.

\"Maybe we shall become closer, Muraki-kun ..\"

\"... Saki ..\"

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\"It was never right, Saki. And one day, I shall make you pay for raping me ..\" Muraki vowed silently under his breath as the floating head in the machine mocked him blankly. \"I shall get the last laugh .. and I will show you what is right and what is wrong .. my confused brother ..\" Laughter erupted in the empty laboratory; which simply hid away the constant flow of tears that clouded up his lenses. His fingers clawed at the nearly indestructable glass chamber, his body trembling with hatred and rage. \"The only way we\'ll be close is when I kill you with my bare hands, Saki! I promise you that!\" And Muraki\'s trembling form collapsed to the floor.

\".. I promise you .. I promise you .. and I shall get what I desire ..\"

- END