Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Because I Love You ❯ One-Shot

Warnings: DARK DARK DARK!! RAPE!! RAPE!! RAPE!!! I cannot say it enough people. If you don't like this then please, don't read.

Archive:You want it, take it. Just let me know.

Pairing: ?x?

Rating:NC-21

Disclaimer:Not mine. Never have been. Never will be world without end, AMEN!

Note:REPOST. The formatting on the first one was screwed up and I went back and made some spelling and grammar changes. As always, flames are welcome, as is constructive criticism. But if you flame, PLEASE tell me why you hate it.

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"I love you."

"Wha...what?"

"I love you."

There he had said it. Three of the most powerful words in the spoken and written language. To hear those three words, wars have been fought, people killed, souls sold. Saying them to someone gives them complete power over you, for you are giving them your heart to do with as they please; crush it mercilessly, or cradle it tenderly and give you their heart in return.

Wide, innocent eyes stared hopefully back into two dark ones that had seen and done too much to ever be innocent. Would the other return the favor and offer his heart in exchange? Or would he toss the gift aside, shattering it into thousands of irreparable pieces? After an eternity of ten seconds, the other spoke.

"What did you say?" shock evident in his voice, though his face and body betrayed no such emotion.

"I said I love you."

"Why?"

"Because.. because..."

"Because why? What could you possibly love about me?"

The desperate boy gathered his courage to speak his heart. He opened his mouth but nothing would come out. What he felt was too intense to be described by mere words. The overwhelming rush of emotion left only one outlet. Moving forward until they were face to face, he reached up and placed a fierce kiss on the other boy's surprised lips. It felt as though he was pouring each and every feeling he had into the kiss, trying to force them into the other boy so he could fell what words could not express.

When he finally pulled away for air, he was shocked and delighted to see the normally dead eyes alive with emotion, the face and body showed almost nothing but the eyes, oh the eyes! Once so lifeless and dull, now so dark and smoldering with suppressed emotions. He saw shock, fear, and denial run across the beloved face in rapid succession. Quickly they were replaced by something he had never seen, something dark and possibly dangerous. He started to back away, both fearful and excited by the new look.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. But I don't know of any other way to show what I feel for y-mmmph!"

Strong arms yanked him back as a hot mouth slanted across his own, silencing him. None too gently he felt his lips forced apart and rough wet tongue thrust into him, ruthlessly attacking his own. Involuntarily he gave a moan and clung tighter to the body pressed against him. This was heaven! He never knew anything could feel as good or right as this. Eagerly he started to stroke his own tongue against the welcome invader, eliciting a growl from the other person. When he felt something rock hard press against his stomach, he tore away from the kiss with a gasp.

Reality came slowly back to him. He looked at their surroundings and realized they were alone in the bedroom with everyone else gone on missions. He could still feel his hormones raging and licked his lips nervously. Looking up, he caught his reflection in a mirror. In his eyes, he saw the same smoldering burning emotion he had seen in his love's eyes. Is this what the other boy was feeling? Lust? Desire? But why did it seem to have a dangerous edge when seen in the other's eyes? Making eye contact, he saw the desire burn hotter than before. Feeling a small tendril of fear wrap around him at the look, he started to back away again.

Strong arms tightened their hold on him as a predatory growl issued from their owner. Before he could make any noise, he felt moist lips press roughly against his own. He was held with bruising force as his mouth was plundered repeatedly. However, unlike before, this was not pleasant. It was frightening and he wanted it to stop. With one violent fear driven shove, he managed to break the kiss, and gratefully gasp in some air.

"What are you doi..." he was abruptly cut off by the sharp crack of fist across his cheek.

"I'm showing you exactly what you love," said in a cold hate-filled voice.

Pain blossoming from his bruised cheek, he tried desperately to break free. But he was no match for the other boy. Rough hands grasped the front of his shirt and ripped it open with one hard tug, baring the smooth skin beneath. Soft hair brushed his chest when his abuser bent his head to take one pale nipple into his mouth. At first, it was gently laved and he gave a tiny moan of pleasure. It quickly turned to a cry of pain as strong teeth clamped down hard on it.

"Did I say you could make noise?"

"Please..please stop."

Cold eyes stared into his frightened ones.

"And why should I?"

"Cause I don't want this. Please if you stop right now I won't tell anyone."

"Oh you won't tell anyone. This is all your fault you know."

"How is it my fault." He asked in tear soaked voice.

"You told me you loved me. Now I have to do this to you." A mirthless laugh followed this statement.

Before he could open his mouth again, a fist to his temple rendered him nearly unconscious. He slumped in to the arms holding him prisoner and felt himself get picked up and placed on something soft and cushiony. A…bed? Vision blurring and fighting to stay awake, he was only vaguely aware of his hands being tied and his pants being removed. Weakly he tried to fight but the wave of dizziness that hit him robbed him of any strength he had left. Tears rolled freely down his face as he felt cool air touch his bound and naked body.

"Please..please don't." he begged and received another blow.

Work hardened hands roamed all over his body, leaving no inch of skin untouched. Softly, almost teasingly, they swept the insides of his thighs, forcing his legs to part. They made slow circling patterns on the smooth alabaster skin of his inner thighs. Slowly, ever so slowly they started from the top and worked their way down to the apex of his legs. In spite of himself he gave another small moan of pleasure and felt his manhood twitch.

"Hn.I think you're enjoying this a bit too much."

"No I'm not. Please stop?" his captive whimpered piteously

"No? Well we'll just have to remedy that."

A hot mouth covered his flaccid sex, working it with a skill no 15-year-old should ever posses. He moaned again as he felt the slit penetrated by a searching tongue. Against his will, his member grew hard and erect. As the sucking continued, he gave little sobbing gasps and pants, tears flowing from tightly clenched eyes as he tried to deny the pleasure he was feeling. Suddenly the wet warmth was gone. He opened his eyes to see fierce eyes staring back at him, a small smirk quirking the lips.

"Come on now, don't hold back on me. You know you want to come so stop fighting it."

"NO!! I won't! I don't want to, not with you! I HATE you!"

Lust filled eyes darkened and lowered as he yelled those words. Instantly he regretted saying them. Tremors of fear shook his body as slowly, torturously the other boy's head bent toward his still erect sex.

"No. You love me remember?"

Hot lips wrapped around him again. Only this time there was no teasing or playing. This was a hot fast suction, one he was powerless against. Mindlessly his hips started thrusting up, higher and faster. Wide-eyed and gasping he came with a silent shriek. Completely drained, weak and utterly helpless, he gave in to the tears fully. Deep sobs racked his slender frame as his tormentor sat up licking his lips.

"You taste good."

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Looking down at the sobbing boy beneath him was an amazing power trip. Knowing that he had this boy's very life in his hands. His hands; already they were stained with the blood of so many innocent people. Now another innocent would die by them, more blood would stain them. The bound boy sobbed harder and weak tremors shook his body.

"Why? Why did you do that? I love you."

When those words were first spoken, he felt shock, and then an overpowering rage built in him. How dare this boy say that he love him! He had known right then that he would have to die. He was too corrupted; to dead inside to be loved by someone as innocent as he. If he allowed the boy to love him, he would soon kill him. His emptiness would slowly drain the life out of the beautiful child before him. No! He wouldn't let that happen. Better to kill him right now and spare him that slow, painful death.

He didn't want to kill this innocent, but he knew he had no choice. Or did he? An idea had formed. If the boy was also corrupted, no longer innocent, then maybe he could accept his love. That's why he had to hurt to him. Had to make him unpure and corrupt. Yes, make him as corrupt as you, his mind whispered to him. It was perfect! He would do it! And so began the sick game they played. First make the boy surrender to him, then take him. Take him far away from the purity that kept them apart.

He shifted and the movement caused his rock-hard arousal to rub against one pale leg. The pleasure was so intense he nearly came there. Using all the self-control he still possessed he closed his eyes and took several deep breaths to calm himself. When he was in control again, he gazed down on the tear-streaked face beneath him. With one finger he caught a tear as it made it's way down one flushed cheek and brought it to his mouth. Licking it from his finger, he tasted the familiar salty tang, and something else. Fear.

He could taste the other boy's fear, sharp and sweet. The intoxicating feeling of power came back stronger than ever, a powerful aphrodisiac that had him throbbing violently. Throwing all thoughts of restraint out the window, he roughly grabbed the other boy's legs and flipped over onto his stomach.

"No. No nonono."

The whispered pleas only in creased his need and he wrenched the boy's legs apart. Placing his dripping arousal at the tiny entrance, he paused and teasingly rubbed the tip against it. The body beneath him shook and trembled harder then before. Without warning he pulled back and plunged in as hard and deep as he could. Delicate skin and muscle resisted but tore and bled quickly under the brutal onslaught. The resounding shriek of pain was music to his ears and he moaned aloud from the pleasure brought on by it and the incredible tightness and heat surrounding him.

"You feel so wonderful." He groaned aloud.

Pulling back, he rammed in again, drawing forth another painful scream. As slow as he could he pulled out and pushed in again, reveling in the heat he could feel on all sides. The action caused a low groan riddled with pain to sound out. He frowned. He didn't like that sound, he preferred to hear the screams, but it made him curious to see what other sounds of pain he could drag out of the other pilot.

It became another game to him; to try to see how many sounds he could force out of the other pilot. Jerking out sharply brought a gasp and hiss followed by a sob. Entering sharply only halfway drew out a strangled half scream/half sob.

Soon, the only sounds he got were whimpers and moans. Withdrawing he turned him onto his back. The other boy had his eyes closed tightly and tear tracks covered his face. He slapped him repeatedly until he opened his eyes. Moving in-between his legs again he never broke eye contact. He reached up to run a finger down the side of his face. Still their eyes stayed locked, lust filled ones and pain filled ones. Keeping their eyes locked he pushed forward and penetrated deeply. The forthcoming scream was once again, music to his ears.

That was it, no more waiting. He reached down, grasped the other pilot's hips to give him more leverage, and pounded into him mercilessly. Plunging repeatedly into that tight pulsating warmth was as close to heaven as he knew he could ever hope to get. Faster and faster and harder he moved, every withdrawal and entrance bringing him closer and closer to ecstasy. He pounded so hard he knew he had bruised the boys thighs. With a scream he came, coating the tight warmth with his seed. As he reached his peak his nails and his teeth clamped down on soft skin and drew blood as he screamed in utter satisfaction. He lay there panting, barely able to breath, listening to the broken sobs from the body beneath him.

"Why are you crying? It's only what you deserve. You were the one who said you loved me. You were the one who kissed me. You were the one who came in my mouth."

He withdrew and heard the last whimper of pain. He stood and looked at the battered boy fighting to control his tears. Almost an afterthought he freed his hands and watched him try to get the circulation going again. He wondered what the boy was thinking.

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As I listened to him talk, I made a request to whatever deity might be out there. Let me die. Please just let me die. That was all I wanted, a simple request really. I felt so dirty, so used. He was right. It was all my fault. I had confessed my love. I had kissed him. I had come for him. I could feel blood and semen seeping out of me. He withdrew and I couldn't keep a whimper from escaping. I felt a small trickle after his withdrawal and knew that he had torn something inside real bad.

But I couldn't do anything about it. If anyone else found out they'd all blame me too. I couldn't handle having everyone hate me. The other pilots. What would they think of me? They would never talk to me again. Would never want to be paired up on missions with me. I'd tell no one, not ever. I felt him reach up and free my hands, which had gone numb. I rubbed them to bring the feeling back. But nothing could help the hole where my heart was. Why? Why had he done that? Why would he want to hurt me so bad?

"Why? Why did you do that?"

He looked at me before he spoke.

"Because.I love you too.

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Well…hope you enjoyed it. Later days peeps. If you want to bitch at me my email addy is cabronamuchacha@aol.com and my AIM name is Warped Chyld. Feel free to chat me up or bitch me out. ^_^