Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Frozen inside ❯ Moments of pain ( Chapter 2 )

Warnings: Okay, guys, you have been warned.. it is really getting worse in here - if you are looking for romantic, fluffy stuff, go and find you a better story. Sorry. If you like it rough… enjoy!

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Frozen inside

2. Moments of pain

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He closed his eyes tightly and tried to ignore whose hands ran up and down his exposed body. He laid on his stomach and pressed his face into the pillows. It was wet from tears, running down his cheeks, but he didn't want to show him these tears.

Seto knew that tears were a sign for weakness and weakness meant pain. Pain, that would sex-up his adoptive father just more. Pain, he would enjoy to see on the young boy's face. And Seto didn't want to give him this satsifaction. He pressed his face even more into the pillow, until he could barely breath anymore.

The brunette boy felt the hated hands leaving his body and he sighed in relief, just to freeze in the very next moment. Gozaburo took all the time he needed to withdraw his clothes. Seto heard the unmistakable sound, when the older man opened his belt buckle.

`No, not again. Not so soon. Please.' Nobody heard the dump pleas, nobody ever would.

When all this had started Gozaburo came just once a month to see him. First he had only to touch the older man or let himself beeing touched. Then things went on and the contact got more intimate.

Seto wouldn't ever forget the first night, when Gozaburo had stolen his innocence and the last drop of his childhood. Damn childhood. Who wanted to be a stupid child? `Nobody,' Seto had told himself. Nobody, but Mokuba should be. His younger brother should get everything Seto had not. He should enjoy these easy years. For Seto wasn't anything easy since they entered Gozaburo's world. It was like hell and he hated every single second of it, but he was good enough to hide it behind his mask of coolness.

Years ago Seto has been as friendly and warm as Mokuba still was, but Gozaburo destroyed all the feelings.

He felt frozen.

Yes, it was like the warmth turned to coldness step by step and now there was nothing left than frozen indifference and listlessness.

After the first horrible and painful night Gozaburo fucked him until Seto thought his body would burst and would be riped into two pieces, the intervals of the nightly visits got shorter. Although he had to get used to the feeling of beeing penetrated in a disgusting way, the pain didn't go away.

His body still felt sore for days and his heart got lost under a thick layer of ice.

And now Gozaburo climbed onto the bed behind Seto, breathing heavily as greedy hands reached out to stroke him. The teen hold his breath and waited for the show to begin. It was always the same.

The older man stroked over his pale skin, starting at his neck he went down over his shoulder blades, down his spine to the small of his back. The rough hands spread the firm buttocks wide apart and he seemed to enjoy the wonderful sight of the tight, puckered hole for ages.

Seto felt exhebited and humilated under the staring gaze of his adoptive father. He wanted to move away, away from this man, but didn't dare to do so as he had to worry about his brother. If Mokuba wasn't there, who needed a home and money to ensure a good and safe future, then…

… then he would kill this beast!

The brunette teen sucked in air as a thick and demanding finger entered him. So it has begun once again. Biting his bottom lip he waited for the second finger. He knew the procedure. Like on request he was streched even more as Gozaburo pressed in two more fingers. Seto whimpered beneath him and tried to move away. He knew he shouldn't do this, shouldn't upset his adoptive father and stay on his place, but it was like a reflex. He acted like a hurt animal that tried to get away.

But there was no way out of this.

Gozaburo put his strong arm around his waist. "Don't you dare and forget your place, Seto."

The voice was harsh, the words came in heavy gasps already. How he hated this voice! He knew that whatever would happen in the future he wouldn't be able to get this voice out of his dreams - nightmares - anymore.

He nearly sighed in relief as the fingers left him just to be replaced by Gozaburo's straining erection. The older man's huge cock impaled him and forced a painful cry from the brunette's mouth. Gozaburo didn't use lube to prepare him properly - Seto knew that it would be as painful as always. Just another night that would leave him sore and hurt.

Gozaburo started pumping immediately. He slammed into the tight canal again and again, moaning and panting, just lead by his own sick lust and need.

With every single thrust Seto bit his lip tighter. He wanted to feel other pain than the one inside him. So he plunged his teeth deep into the sensitive flesh until the pain became bigger than all other feelings and he could taste the warm blood.

And then it was over. Gozaburo grabbed his clothes and left the room without another word, leaving a young man in his bed. Silence and darkness lingered around Seto, nothing could be heard than the raged breaths from the named boy.

Seto stared into the deep darkness of the night, trying to believe that it was just a nightmare. Nothing did really happen in here, no, it was just another damn nightmare, steeling his sleep. He really tried to believe himself, but in the same moment he simply knew, that tomorrow morning, when he wanted to leave the bed for a shower and every inch of his body would hurt, he would have to accept, that it actually happened.