Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ a few drinks in Aya ❯ Chapter 44

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

44


Aya glared at Denjiro, who had handcuffed his right wrist to a bolt he had put in the wall.

“You’ve certainly been full of surprises, Aya,” Denjiro said the name like it was a disease.

“You know, when we sent Kaito in to keep an eye on Weiss we had expected the blonde to be the leader of the team because he didn’t seem to give a shit about anything but instant gratification. We started by watching the younger members of the team, believe it or not, just to count them out. The younger one could never be the leader. He was far too gentle, and his lover was way too brash. You seemed unbelievably shy.” Denjiro chuckled.

“Kaito said that an innocent that he loved was there. He’d talked about you for years, how he’d regretted leaving you behind. And then suddenly there you were, working with the monsters. We had to be sure it was really Balinese that we were after. We’d of course thought he was Abyssinian by the way he operated and manipulated. Although we thought you were beautiful you slipped right under the radar. We’d followed you on a mission finally, only to have the blonde scream out that you were Abyssinian. We were shocked. But we tried to kill you anyway. When I saw your true colours all I could think about was that it would be amazing to crush your body beneath mine, to spread you wide open and take what I wanted. The other boys agreed to the idea as long as they had a fun time with you as well.”

Aya tried to block him out. He didn’t want to hear about this man’s obsession with him. He was completely disgusted.

“So we finally put camera’s in your home to keep an eye on you, to watch your schedule. It was clear that you were completely anal, so we knew it was only a matter of time before we would get you. Imagine our shock when the emotionless leader climbed in bed with Balinese and let the man fuck you into oblivion. The noises you made and the expressions on your face were pure bliss. It made me want you even more. So when you made a run for it we couldn’t believe our lucky stars. Catching you from there on was easy without your team to back you up. I do regret that Knight and Pawn got involved in this scenario.”

“He’s done nothing but babble about how he wished he could’ve kept you, how he would’ve patched you up and kept you as a pet. Fucking you whenever he pleased and keeping you all to himself. He talked about how much he wanted to kill Balinese for stealing your heart before you had a chance with Denjiro,” Denjiro’s teammate said with a roll of his eyes.

“Imagine my surprise when my beloved Abyssinian showed up in the jail and proved to me that he was absolutely amazing. Of course your actions caused a hell of a lot of trouble for us. The guard that had been planning our escape helped us run before any more damage could be done to us. And now I have you. No one will stand in my way. You belong to me! And if that son of a bitch Balinese tries to take you from me I’ll break his body like I did yours. His mind won’t survive it like yours did.”

Denjiro set a plate down in front of him. It was a simple bacon and eggs. Aya wrinkled his nose at it. Bacon always smelled like urine to him.

“If you don’t eat I will force it down your throat, so be a good boy,” Denjiro warned, leaning into Aya’s face.

Aya looked over at the innocent man that was tied to a chair opposite him. Denjiro had picked a huge house where no one would hear you scream. He’d tied the owner to the chair and warned him to not make a sound.

“If you don’t eat I will kill this man,” Denjiro was trying a different approach. If he tried to force feed Aya he would get bitten.

“And why should that concern me?” Aya asked. Regardless of the tough front the put up he did care if the man died.

“Because it doesn’t matter how you act, I’ve seen you care about others. You won’t let him die over something as silly as breakfast. Now eat before you piss me off,” Denjiro punched the table in front of Aya.

“How about I just bend you over the table and fuck you until you scream? I think you might just want to eat. The less you eat the less you can fight me off. And I love a struggle. The more you struggled the more I’ll push into your body. Is that what you want? I will fuck you regardless, but I’ll put it off if you eat.”

“Hn,” Aya glared at him, but started to eat. He knew it made him look weak. But it was all he could do to keep Denjiro’s hands off him.

“Good boy,” Denjiro leaned in and pressed a kiss into the side of his neck, licking and nibbling the skin there.

Aya shoved him away with a growl. That bastard had better not touch me! I…I can’t handle this again. Its too much. But I guess I deserve no less after the things I did. Maybe this is penance.

Aya closed his eyes, trying to pretend he was back at home, with Yohji’s arms around him.

“You’re thinking about him again!” A hard strike to the jaw made Aya’s head snap backward painfully.

“That’s it. I’m leading him here, I’ll show him what I’m going to do to you! I’ll fuck you in front of him while he screams for you. And then I’ll do it to him so that he knows how I feel about you. I’ll break him apart. And all he’ll be able to think about is saving your life. He’ll die screaming for you!”

“He has nothing to do with this! I’m exhausted. I just need to sleep.” Aya hissed between his teeth.

“If you want him safe they you’ll get on your knees for me.” Aya narrowed his eyes. He had to do this to keep Yohji safe.

Aya’s mind was shrieking as he dropped out of the chair to his knees while Denjiro unbuckled his belt.

Aya slid his hands over Denjiro’s hips, pretending he was Yohji as he unzipped him and took his member out.

Aya slid his mouth over him, taking him in fully. He swallowed down his gag reflex and pleasured him with his lips and tongue, trying not to gag as the man trusted into his mouth, grabbing him by the hair to hold him still.

“Goddamn, you’re good at this. Have you had a lot of practice?” Aya didn’t answer. He just wanted it done and over with.

He choked when Denjiro spurted into his mouth. He didn’t want any part of the man to remain inside of him, but there wasn’t a damned thing he could do.

Denjiro stroked himself back to hardness before shoving Aya down onto his face, pulling the leather pants down off his hips. He thrust his fingers inside without any lubrication. Aya hissed with pain as that large thick member pushed inside of him.

He didn’t want this! It was too much! He hadn’t even had time to get over the last assault. He couldn’t…Tears flowed down Aya’s face as he was taken hard. He could feel the blood inside of him, welling up as it tried to close wounds that were opened again and again.

“Shh, baby, it’ll feel good if you just relax,” Denjiro said in a soothing voice, kissing between his shoulder blades before grabbing a fistful of Aya’s hair and pulling his head back so he could kiss the side of his neck, moving toward his jaw.

How could this possibly feel good? Yohji had been gentle with him, this was far from gentle. This was worse than what Kaito had done to him so long ago. This was hell, and he was forced to submit to it whether or not he wanted to.