If I had it My Way I'd Slit Your Throat with the Knife You Left in My Back(13/?)
Title: If I had it My Way I'd Slit Your Throat with the Knife You Left in My Back(12/?)
Author: blackstar147
Rating: R
Pairing: Tom Sykes/ Ian Watkins + Sykecest
POV: 3rd
Summary:“Ian had tried it on Oli once and look where that had gotten Ian.”
Warnings: Non con. sex, kidnap (I suppose), lots of violence and umm... under age sex.
Disclaimer: NO, just no *shakes head* I do not own any of these boys, the only thing I own is the storyline =] googled yourself? Yeah well it's your own fault then isn't it... Title belongs to Bring Me The Horizon
Dedicatins: Faithful readers who still give a crap!! You rock my socks <3
Author Notes: yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!! Apparently I'm not as much as a failure as i thought i was because i have just this second wrote this lovely chapter for you and i can now promise that this is going to get exciting and more interesting and things are actually going to happen now >.< I feel happy about this! oh and bahahahahahahahahahaha yes i am mean!
Of course he was pissed off that Ian had showed up in his house, after everything. Of course he was pleased he managed to cause a look of horror on said Ian’s face when he growled at him. And of course he wanted nothing more than to punch the smug bastard in the face. Shame his mother interrupted.
Mrs Sykes beamed at Ian, started fussing over him and demanding to know if he’d eaten and was he hungry and shooing him off to the kitchen with her. It was enough to make Oli feel sick. Tom trailed along behind not looking at Oli.
But what about Tom?
Oli couldn’t comprehend why Tom would bring Ian here after all the shit that had gone down...
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“I don’t know why you thought it was such a good idea, I mean have you completely lost your mind? Are you actually stupid? Ian fucking Watkins? Maybe I give you too much credit, more than you deserve anyway.”
And maybe Oli didn’t mean to sound so harsh, and maybe he didn’t sound harsh at all, after all he was a lot, lot worse normally, but not to Tom, never to Tom.
Ian had left after a couple of hours, not before he was cooed over by Oli’s mum and congratulated by Oli’s dad for something about the fine figure of a man he had become,2 or something along those pathetic lines.
As Ian left Oli managed to corner Tom, just so they could talk you understand, and so far Tom hadn’t said anything, just stared at the ground.
Oli stood there staring at Tom for ages, waiting for a reply, an excuse, an explanation, but nothing came. Oli was starting to get sick of this whole Ian thing, it was getting repetitive and boring, and his ribs still hurt from the fucker. He really was going to rip that little shits ball off and shove them down his throat.
Oli was just getting to the point in his imagination where he made Ian actually eat his own balls when Tom spoke. It caught Oli unaware, he hadn’t been expecting an answer. Tom spoke so quietly he was sure he misheard, but as Tom pushed past him and ran up the stairs Oli could swear he’d heard Tom say the word ‘blackmail’.
It took a few moments for the word to process in Oli’s mind, ‘blackmail’. And then when it did he was livid, Ian must be blackmailing Tom to stay with him, to see him. Oli didn’t care what he was blackmailing Tom about, probably something stupid like he’d tell his parents he’d taken drugs or something.
No brother of Oli Sykes was going to fucking be blackmailed though.
Ian had tried it on Oli once and look where that had gotten Ian. Oli didn’t even think where that had gotten him, but that was different.
Storming up the stairs Oli barged into Tom’s room without knocking, not once thinking what it would be like to walk in on Tom... nevermind.
Tom pushed past him back onto the landing confusing Oli, where the fuck had he come from! Oli caught his arm.
“Tom, look, you’re my brother and I’m going to fucking protect you whether you like it or not. If Ian is fucking blackmailing you to stay with him you best fucking tell me... I’m going to do things to that bastard that even his little sick twisted mind couldn’t think up.” Oli waited for a response.
He saw Tom shudder, whether from the thought of Ian blackmailing him or what Oli would do to him, Oli wasn’t sure, but everyone knew the old Oli could think of things that he should probably be put away for.
Tom sighed, the look of sorrow on his face kinda sorta made Oli want to cry.
“Come on, tell me about it yeah?” Oli asked hopeful, leading Tom into his room, he didn’t want his mum to hear, she was nosey enough as it is.
Tom sat down on Oli’s bed, and Oli suddenly thought how small and vulnerable Tom looked, and Oli realised he’d do anything to protect him. Another thought crossed his mind which made him even madder, that the person who was meant to protect Tom, who Tom had trusted to look after him, had abused him instead. Ian really was going to die.
When Tom raised his head slightly to look at Oli, Oli smiled reassuringly.
“You have to tell me now or I’ll go in a mard and you know what an Oli sulk is like.’ Oli was trying really hard to break through the sad exterior of his brother. ‘Look Tom I’m going to protect you but I need to know what the circumstances are, what he had against you, I just don’t want you to get hurt anymore, I’d do anything for you, you know that, let me do this... Plus it’ll make me feel better after... you know.”
Tom seemed to think about this for a long time. Oli took a seat next to him waiting, and finally, finally, after what seemed like an age to Oli, Tom looked up and met Oli’s gaze.
“He was blackmailing me bec... because of, umm.. this,” Tom spoke sounded sure of himself despite the stutters, which confused Oli.
Tom leaned forward, getting closer to Oli. Oli forgot to breathe.
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Author: blackstar147
Rating: R
Pairing: Tom Sykes/ Ian Watkins + Sykecest
POV: 3rd
Summary:“Ian had tried it on Oli once and look where that had gotten Ian.”
Warnings: Non con. sex, kidnap (I suppose), lots of violence and umm... under age sex.
Disclaimer: NO, just no *shakes head* I do not own any of these boys, the only thing I own is the storyline =] googled yourself? Yeah well it's your own fault then isn't it... Title belongs to Bring Me The Horizon
Dedicatins: Faithful readers who still give a crap!! You rock my socks <3
Author Notes: yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!! Apparently I'm not as much as a failure as i thought i was because i have just this second wrote this lovely chapter for you and i can now promise that this is going to get exciting and more interesting and things are actually going to happen now >.< I feel happy about this! oh and bahahahahahahahahahaha yes i am mean!
Of course he was pissed off that Ian had showed up in his house, after everything. Of course he was pleased he managed to cause a look of horror on said Ian’s face when he growled at him. And of course he wanted nothing more than to punch the smug bastard in the face. Shame his mother interrupted.
Mrs Sykes beamed at Ian, started fussing over him and demanding to know if he’d eaten and was he hungry and shooing him off to the kitchen with her. It was enough to make Oli feel sick. Tom trailed along behind not looking at Oli.
But what about Tom?
Oli couldn’t comprehend why Tom would bring Ian here after all the shit that had gone down...
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“I don’t know why you thought it was such a good idea, I mean have you completely lost your mind? Are you actually stupid? Ian fucking Watkins? Maybe I give you too much credit, more than you deserve anyway.”
And maybe Oli didn’t mean to sound so harsh, and maybe he didn’t sound harsh at all, after all he was a lot, lot worse normally, but not to Tom, never to Tom.
Ian had left after a couple of hours, not before he was cooed over by Oli’s mum and congratulated by Oli’s dad for something about the fine figure of a man he had become,2 or something along those pathetic lines.
As Ian left Oli managed to corner Tom, just so they could talk you understand, and so far Tom hadn’t said anything, just stared at the ground.
Oli stood there staring at Tom for ages, waiting for a reply, an excuse, an explanation, but nothing came. Oli was starting to get sick of this whole Ian thing, it was getting repetitive and boring, and his ribs still hurt from the fucker. He really was going to rip that little shits ball off and shove them down his throat.
Oli was just getting to the point in his imagination where he made Ian actually eat his own balls when Tom spoke. It caught Oli unaware, he hadn’t been expecting an answer. Tom spoke so quietly he was sure he misheard, but as Tom pushed past him and ran up the stairs Oli could swear he’d heard Tom say the word ‘blackmail’.
It took a few moments for the word to process in Oli’s mind, ‘blackmail’. And then when it did he was livid, Ian must be blackmailing Tom to stay with him, to see him. Oli didn’t care what he was blackmailing Tom about, probably something stupid like he’d tell his parents he’d taken drugs or something.
No brother of Oli Sykes was going to fucking be blackmailed though.
Ian had tried it on Oli once and look where that had gotten Ian. Oli didn’t even think where that had gotten him, but that was different.
Storming up the stairs Oli barged into Tom’s room without knocking, not once thinking what it would be like to walk in on Tom... nevermind.
Tom pushed past him back onto the landing confusing Oli, where the fuck had he come from! Oli caught his arm.
“Tom, look, you’re my brother and I’m going to fucking protect you whether you like it or not. If Ian is fucking blackmailing you to stay with him you best fucking tell me... I’m going to do things to that bastard that even his little sick twisted mind couldn’t think up.” Oli waited for a response.
He saw Tom shudder, whether from the thought of Ian blackmailing him or what Oli would do to him, Oli wasn’t sure, but everyone knew the old Oli could think of things that he should probably be put away for.
Tom sighed, the look of sorrow on his face kinda sorta made Oli want to cry.
“Come on, tell me about it yeah?” Oli asked hopeful, leading Tom into his room, he didn’t want his mum to hear, she was nosey enough as it is.
Tom sat down on Oli’s bed, and Oli suddenly thought how small and vulnerable Tom looked, and Oli realised he’d do anything to protect him. Another thought crossed his mind which made him even madder, that the person who was meant to protect Tom, who Tom had trusted to look after him, had abused him instead. Ian really was going to die.
When Tom raised his head slightly to look at Oli, Oli smiled reassuringly.
“You have to tell me now or I’ll go in a mard and you know what an Oli sulk is like.’ Oli was trying really hard to break through the sad exterior of his brother. ‘Look Tom I’m going to protect you but I need to know what the circumstances are, what he had against you, I just don’t want you to get hurt anymore, I’d do anything for you, you know that, let me do this... Plus it’ll make me feel better after... you know.”
Tom seemed to think about this for a long time. Oli took a seat next to him waiting, and finally, finally, after what seemed like an age to Oli, Tom looked up and met Oli’s gaze.
“He was blackmailing me bec... because of, umm.. this,” Tom spoke sounded sure of himself despite the stutters, which confused Oli.
Tom leaned forward, getting closer to Oli. Oli forgot to breathe.
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