Acquiescence chapter 1
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Warnings: Yaoi, OOCness, language, NC situations, violence, blood, smut
A/N: Hello back again with the first chappie! Couldn’t keep ya’ll waiting too long so here ya go! I seriously hope you like this chapter. Not to mention I realized that I’m seriously obsessed with starting my stories with ‘A’ I mean twice in a row much hehehehe.
Enjoy!!
Chapter 1 - Scared Kitty
A loud crash sounded from the kitchen, followed by curses. Two voices raw and heated engage each other in a verbal brawl. The younger of the two, a pale youth with long raven hair caught in a ponytail at the top of his head growled then knocked over another wineglass of the counter. It shattered to pieces when it made contact with the tiled floor.
The older one, a muscular man with spiky tamed long red hair, grunted in annoyance at the boy’s behavior as he watched another one of his wine glass become splinters.
“Oi brat.” he growled, his smooth baritone voice mixing with anger, “Those things cost a lot.”
“I don’t give a fuck.” the boy replied, his deep brown eyes darkened in anger, “It’s a waste of money anyway.”
The red head scowled, but calmed down when he saw that he was getting worked up over some brat! He smirked giving the youth his most domineering look.
“Brat if I were you I’d clean up this fucking mess and replace those antiques you broke,” he gave the boy a glare that clearly said ‘I own you’, “and put that down.”
The youth gave him a blank look then released the third wine glass from the triple set. It fell like a log to the ground and broke. After it fell he grabbed up his book bag and with a throw of ‘fuck you’ over his shoulder, he left. The door slammed shut with a thud.
The red head hand to force himself to stay in control ‘it does no good for me to kill him now,’ he thought, no matter how inviting and appealing that idea seemed. He made a promise with the brat’s dead old man and right now he really wished he hadn’t.
Taking care of a teenage brat should be fun; since they should they were both males they should have been on the same wavelength. The ‘screw-every-woman-of-age’ wavelength, they could have probably had an orgy but no it seemed that kid had no interest in women or sex ‘maybe the brat’s gay,’ now that, he though was the least of his problems. ‘That damn Walker, I have to got to his office in a few minutes to pay him the money I owe and to provide him with a new set of whores, fuck like I haven’t a shit load of problems to deal with already.’
He paced back and fort in the small kitchen careful not to step on any of the broken glass. ‘shit I barely have a cent of the money I owe, damn I better come up with a deal or else my business is screwed…maybe I’ll offer him three whores free of cost, not that they’d go with him.’ He stilled then growled in annoyance as his boot crunched on glass. ‘That fucking brat…’
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“Stupid asshole how dare he fuck with the house as if he owned it.” the raven’s angry voice rang out through the empty street, “Those things were there long before he fucking showed up.”
He was beyond pissed off, the paintings the red head sold was his precious mementos of his late father. They were one of a kind as they were hand painted by him. ‘That bastard how dare he, for just three fucking glass.’ to say he was outraged was an understatement. His so called guardian sold his precious painting in order to by the triple set wine glass. Just thinking about it made him want to kill something.
While he was muttering and cursing to himself he failed to notice that there was someone walking in his direction, not only that but that the street was unusually void of people. Not that he took notice.
The guy before him looked up with a pout on his face when he noticed that everyone ran to hide when he walked pass. ‘Not that I blame them.’ he smirked to himself. People are just like that to him; they feared and avoided him like a plague. Those who knew of him that is.
He shrugged then placed both hands in the pockets of his pure white suit, a contradiction to his dark persona. Nothing about this man was pure - not anymore - he was beyond tainted.
The raven continued on his way completely ignoring everyone around him. When he bumped into the person he just snarled a ‘watch the fuck where you’re going’ and walked off. He stopped when he felt a hand grabbed his wrist. His left brow rose as he turned to face the person who was so bold as to hold him. Rage filled dark brown eyes met amused gray ones.
“If you want to keep your hand or your arm for that matter, I suggest you let me the fuck go.” his glare intensified.
The silver haired man just smiled, his pearly white teeth glistening in an inhumane fashion. He brought the raven teen’s hand - the one he held - to his lips and placed a protracted kiss on the knuckles.
“My name is Allen Walker please to meet your acquaintance.” the words poured like silk from his mouth.
The raven could feel his left eye visually twitch when the bastard before him dare to kiss him on his hand like he was some sort of a fucking chick! That brought new found anger into his system; he yanked his hand away as quickly as he could.
“You really want to die don’t you asshole?” he growled, glaring bloody murder at the man. And what the fucking hell was with the asshole! He didn’t give a shit about who he was so what the crap was up with the bloody introduction?
“Ah a feisty one, I never taken one like you before. Hmm I like you already.” Allen replied with a smile, he extended his hand to the younger male before him, “You seem really interesting, come with me.”
The raven stared at the hand for sometime as if it was some horrid creature then back at the man before him with his obvious poker face on. He was tempted to say something like ‘dad always told me not to go with strangers’ or some other smart ass crap like that since he was still underage and an old pervert was hitting on him. But he found that he didn’t care; beating up the fucker seemed more rewarding than being all smart assed.
“Fuck you.” he spat, his voice laced in venom.
When those words left the raven’s mouth Allen’s expression changed. His smile was still on but his eyes glowed with a sort of maniacal gleam completely contrasting with his earlier polite look.
In an instant he moved up to the retreating form of the raven and caught him from behind. His left hand held the raven’s hands behind him while the other tightly gripped the raven’s neck.
“Fuck you?” he purred in a soft baritone “Maybe I will.” he licked the shell of the raven’s right ear.
‘What the fuck!’ the raven’s mind was in a mess, he tried to buck the man off him.
“Let go asshole!” he growled.
“No.”
Allen pulled him back and then without warning pushed him towards the closest wall. His back collided with the wall hard, having the wind knocked out of him. The force of the blow caused him to cough up blood. It trailed down the corner of his mouth in a thin line. Just as he hit the wall - with no time to recover - he felt his hands pinned above his head and the hard body of his molester pressing closely against his.
‘This cannot be happening!’ his voice screamed in his head.
But just as he thought that Allen began to attack his neck, ripping the jacket and shirt of his uniform open. He bit into the collar bone a lapped at it enjoying its milky appearance.
“You’re as delicious as you look.” Allen purred as he bit once more into the skin this time drawing blood.
The raven kept his mouth shut as he tried to struggle out of his captive’s grasp. There was no way he was going to allow himself to get molested and possibly raped by some freak! He tried to bring his knee up to kick the guy in his crotch but he couldn’t move. ‘How strong is that bastard?!’ Allen smiled at his futile attempt.
“Nuh huh uh.” he replied in a way that send shivers down the raven’s spine, “Don’t even try it,” he growled, “you won’t escape me.”
“Let me go you sick fuck!!”
Allen chuckled then trailed his unoccupied hand to the raven’s jeans pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped it then eased back a bit giving it space to slide down those slender long legs. A growl erupted from his throat when the jeans made no move to slip off. This made the raven sigh in relief, for once he was glad that the jeans he wore were all skin tight. Allen however got over his slight annoyance at the stubborn jeans in favor of slipping his free hand into said stubborn jeans.
The raven let out a yelp when he felt cold hands on his heated member, he cursed himself for letting the bastard touch him so intimately and in a place he himself never touched in that manner before. His face heated up in shame and embarrassment at his current predicament. Allen saw the blush and smirked.
“Blushing like a virgin.” he squeezed the organ within his grasp, “Your embarrassment makes you look so beautiful. Could it be that you are a virgin?” he chuckled at the heated glare the raven shot him, “That makes this perfect.” his voice took on a husky timber as he whispered, “allow me to be your first man, I’ll fuck you so good that you’ll never be able to forget me.”
The raven paled at Allen’s declaration, there was no way in hell he was going to allow that guy to fuck him. That made his drive to escape desperate; he wanted nothing more than to bash the asshole’s head in. He didn’t want this for Christ’s sake! ‘It’s not like all rape victims wanted to be raped.’ he thought bitterly at how similar his position was to that of a rape victim. To be raped by a man. The thought made him want to puke. Even more was the fact that his treacherous body was giving in to the ministration on his cock.
‘Traitor!’ he snarled in his head as his body betrayed him. He felt himself harden just from the light touches the albino gave him. A moan threatened to pass his lips but he trapped it by biting down on his lower lip in an attempt to stifle it down. There was no way he’d give that bastard the pleasure of hearing him.
Allen however didn’t like that one bit. He bent forward sucking on the pulse point on the youth’s neck, adding another mark to the already increasing marks present.
“Come on don’t hold it in.” he whispered against the pale neck nipping at it lightly, “I want to hear you scream out when I fuck you. So you can tell the world whose little slut you are.”
After Allen said that he paused, there was something he never knew and frankly he never thought he’d ask for it. In any case all his sex escapades had always been done sort of anonymously. They knew him - because of his line of business - but he didn’t know then. That was just how he was, he never thought of asking for their names or any personal information about them because they were all just whores to satisfy his ever growing lust. This was the first time his body ached for someone on its own. Before when he saw the boy in front of him only one thought ran through his mind: ‘he just had to have him’. Hopefully he won’t break him as easily as his previous toys.
“Tell me, my dark haired beauty what is your name?” he asked leaning forward to plant a kiss on his flushed cheek, “I told you mine, it’s only fair that you tell me yours.”
The raven stared at Allen as if he was crazy - well crazier - like hell he was going to tell his rapist his name like fucking hell. He glared at him with his mouth clamped shut in defiance. Allen was amused by this - not like he didn’t expect it - and he found himself being drawn to the raven more. He raised his hand from the raven’s jeans - much to the raven’s immense relief - and brought it upwards to the raven’s lustrous ponytail releasing it from its confines. It cascade around him like a silky veil.
“I’ll wait for you to tell me then.” a chuckle passed his lips, then without a warning he eased back slightly without breaking his vice grip on the raven’s hands and flipped him around crushing him face forward to the wall, “But it would have been nice to know your name so that I can tell you how much your tight ass is wonderful.” he spooned himself against the younger boy making sure that the youth felt every inch of his pulsing hard erection, “Oh well, I guess I don’t need your name to tell you how good it’ll feel fucking you.”
When he felt the erection pressed against his ass the raven’s mind instantly went into ‘panic mode’. Hearing the albino talk about fucking him was one thing but actually feeling the hard thing that will no doubt mess up his insides made him realize that his situation was really fucking serious and that if he doesn’t escape soon, he will be in some pretty deep fucking shit.
“Let go!” he yelled frantically struggling, his voice was slightly hysterical as it was an octave higher, “Let me go damn it!”
“Ah feeling fear now are we?” Allen reached down to unzip his pants, the innocent sound echoing loudly in the empty alleyway with it bringing intense panic to the raven, “You don’t have to fear, I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt too much.” he reached out to the raven’s jeans attempting to manually slide it off his hips.
“No! Stop it!” the raven protested. He didn’t want this! “No! Don’t!”
Allen smirked as he slipped his hands into the waist of the tight fitting jeans feeling the elastic of the raven’s underpants. He wanted nothing more that to forcefully drag them off, but those thoughts and the raven’s protests were drowned out by a series of rings.
♪I think I should know how to make love to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints out…-♪(1)
“Fuck.” Allen cursed as he reached into his left back pocket to take out his cell phone, “What?” he growled as put the elaborate device to his ear. If it was someone unimportant he was going to murder them for interrupting him.
“Allen.” a smooth voice form the other line growled in return at the greeting he got.
“Huh? Tyki? What the fuck? I’m busy at the moment.” Allen was annoyed, here he was having a good time only to be interrupted by his brother.
“Busy with what? Work or fucking some whore?” the voice continued, “You know what forget it I don’t care either way.” he snapped leaving Allen no room to say anything, “Just finish your business with Cross and get your ass here. You’re the boss and we can’t start that meeting without you, so hurry it the fuck up.”
Allen’s grip slightly loosened when he heard what Tyki said ‘ch’ asshole ruining my fun.’ While he was elsewhere with his thoughts the raven took it as an opportunity to make his escape. He used as much strength he could muster and pulled his hands from the albino’s grip. This time he was successful as Allen was preoccupied and his grip loosened.
The raven backed away from the man before as quickly as he could while his watched him wearily. He wanted to see if the man before would give chase if he decided to run but when he saw Allen raised his eyebrow in slight amusement he didn’t stay to find out, he turned and hightailed it out of there not looking back until he was sure he was far away as possible from his attempted rapist. Allen stared at his retreating back, somehow he wasn’t angry and pissed off at the fact that the raven escaped.
“You let my prey get away.” he sighed into the phone, “He was seriously hot not to mention feisty.”
There was a short pause followed by a chuckle.
“So you were with a whore,” he paused seeming to shrug, “not that I didn’t expect you not to.” his voice took on a playful edge, “Ah well plenty more where that came from eh? They are other fuckable people out there.”
“I want him.” Allen heard himself say, “Only him.”
“Wow seriously?” Tyki’s voice sounded genuinely astonished, “So how do you expect to find him?” he asked not one bit interested in asking how they met, knowing Allen he might have tried to rape the poor guy, so why bother ask when he already knows the answer? He might as well ask something else that was probably important.
Allen frowned at that, he didn’t get his name or anything about him, so how was he going to find him? ‘Looking around is no doubt going to be a bitch.’ He looked down out of habit. Once he did a smile crept up to his lips at what he saw. ‘Heh someone must really love me.’ he thought as he stooped down to take up the book bag the raven hastily left behind.
“Don’t worry I have something that will help, I’ll go deal with Cross now so I’ll see you in a few.” he said, his voice held a hidden happiness in it that he was careful to keep concealed.
If Tyki noticed it or not he said nothing he just muttered a ‘don’t be late’ then hung up leaving Allen to his thoughts. Allen smiled as he opened the bag scanning its contents in search of anything that would help him put an identity to his intense raven haired beauty. The smile widened when he found a student I.D card. His gaze instantaneously zoomed in on it taking in the name he saw. He let it rolled around his mind for a while before he stood up taking the bag with him.
After he pays a little visit to Cross and collect his dough - no whores this time - he’ll go to the stupid meeting he has with a bunch of assholes - probably end up blowing their brains out - then he’ll go claim his new toy. He brought the I.D to his lips placing a kiss on the picture of the scowling male.
“Yuu Kanda, I’ll make you mine.”
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Kanda ran as fast as he could not once did he looked back. He didn’t even cared how he looked as long as he was no where near that white hair male. His appearance however was one to talk; his fly was down revealing a glimpse of his dark blue underpants while his shirt and jacket were open, his pale chest and stomach on display. The multiple marks and bruises that Allen left on his neck and chest stood out on his pale skin. All in all he looked like shit.
‘Or like someone who escaped a rapist.’ he thought bitterly.
He couldn’t believe it; he of all people was almost raped! The most antisocial and feared guy from his school and community was almost turned into a guy’s whore! There was nothing more shameful and embarrassing as that. He felt dirty and used even though the guy never got a chance to fuck him but at the same time he felt something else. It was strange; there was this outlandish feeling that has been trying to make itself known since he ran into the guy - the worst meeting in his entire life he might add. It was even worst than meeting Cross - he wasn’t sure he understood what it was but one things for sure, he was positive he wasn’t going to like it.
When the gates of his school became visible he slowed down then came to a halt before it in an attempt to catch his breath. He was running for a while now and he never took a break to even take a breather. That was how much the guy scared…no not scared petrified him. He was literally scared stiff and that was something that never happened often. Hell it never happened! Never in his entire life has he been so freaked out like he was a few minutes ago and boy he glad that he escaped and is still a virgin.
He took a detour to the boy’s bathroom before going to class so that he could clean up and check his bruises. When he caught glimpse of his reflection his right fist instantly launched forward sending a punch to the mirror, it cracked upon impact. He couldn’t believe that it was his appearance it was so pitiful like a scared kitten. His teeth gritted in rage when he looked forward at the cracked mirror lightly coated with his blood and watched as the blood gradually drained downwards. This was his first and last breakdown. That he promised himself. There was no way he’ll let anyone have this much of an edge over him. ‘Never again.’
“Never again…” he repeated out loud his voice echoing the spacious bathroom.
He brought his battered fist to his face inspecting the damage. When he saw that it was nothing serious he quickly buttoned his shirt and caught his hair in its usual ponytail using the spare elastic he had on his right hand. With one last look at the mirror to make sure that his appearance was up to shape and that it gave nothing away he left. But somehow he felt that the worst of his day hasn’t past yet that it’ll just get worst.
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A/N: (1) Starstruckk by 3OH!3
There you go peeps, now that wasn’t bad now was it? Was it? Ah write and tell me! Let’s see now I doubt this will be a regularly updated story so lets say I’m just teasing ya’ll with this. But no worries all the new stories I’ve introduce WILL be finished…just not real quick or anytime soon. Thanks for reading I hope I’ve lived up to any smut expectations and that I haven’t killed your love for poor little Kaos-chanu! I mean no harm I swear!
Next Chapter: The Devil’s Workshop
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Kaos
Warnings: Yaoi, OOCness, language, NC situations, violence, blood, smut
A/N: Hello back again with the first chappie! Couldn’t keep ya’ll waiting too long so here ya go! I seriously hope you like this chapter. Not to mention I realized that I’m seriously obsessed with starting my stories with ‘A’ I mean twice in a row much hehehehe.
Enjoy!!
Chapter 1 - Scared Kitty
A loud crash sounded from the kitchen, followed by curses. Two voices raw and heated engage each other in a verbal brawl. The younger of the two, a pale youth with long raven hair caught in a ponytail at the top of his head growled then knocked over another wineglass of the counter. It shattered to pieces when it made contact with the tiled floor.
The older one, a muscular man with spiky tamed long red hair, grunted in annoyance at the boy’s behavior as he watched another one of his wine glass become splinters.
“Oi brat.” he growled, his smooth baritone voice mixing with anger, “Those things cost a lot.”
“I don’t give a fuck.” the boy replied, his deep brown eyes darkened in anger, “It’s a waste of money anyway.”
The red head scowled, but calmed down when he saw that he was getting worked up over some brat! He smirked giving the youth his most domineering look.
“Brat if I were you I’d clean up this fucking mess and replace those antiques you broke,” he gave the boy a glare that clearly said ‘I own you’, “and put that down.”
The youth gave him a blank look then released the third wine glass from the triple set. It fell like a log to the ground and broke. After it fell he grabbed up his book bag and with a throw of ‘fuck you’ over his shoulder, he left. The door slammed shut with a thud.
The red head hand to force himself to stay in control ‘it does no good for me to kill him now,’ he thought, no matter how inviting and appealing that idea seemed. He made a promise with the brat’s dead old man and right now he really wished he hadn’t.
Taking care of a teenage brat should be fun; since they should they were both males they should have been on the same wavelength. The ‘screw-every-woman-of-age’ wavelength, they could have probably had an orgy but no it seemed that kid had no interest in women or sex ‘maybe the brat’s gay,’ now that, he though was the least of his problems. ‘That damn Walker, I have to got to his office in a few minutes to pay him the money I owe and to provide him with a new set of whores, fuck like I haven’t a shit load of problems to deal with already.’
He paced back and fort in the small kitchen careful not to step on any of the broken glass. ‘shit I barely have a cent of the money I owe, damn I better come up with a deal or else my business is screwed…maybe I’ll offer him three whores free of cost, not that they’d go with him.’ He stilled then growled in annoyance as his boot crunched on glass. ‘That fucking brat…’
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“Stupid asshole how dare he fuck with the house as if he owned it.” the raven’s angry voice rang out through the empty street, “Those things were there long before he fucking showed up.”
He was beyond pissed off, the paintings the red head sold was his precious mementos of his late father. They were one of a kind as they were hand painted by him. ‘That bastard how dare he, for just three fucking glass.’ to say he was outraged was an understatement. His so called guardian sold his precious painting in order to by the triple set wine glass. Just thinking about it made him want to kill something.
While he was muttering and cursing to himself he failed to notice that there was someone walking in his direction, not only that but that the street was unusually void of people. Not that he took notice.
The guy before him looked up with a pout on his face when he noticed that everyone ran to hide when he walked pass. ‘Not that I blame them.’ he smirked to himself. People are just like that to him; they feared and avoided him like a plague. Those who knew of him that is.
He shrugged then placed both hands in the pockets of his pure white suit, a contradiction to his dark persona. Nothing about this man was pure - not anymore - he was beyond tainted.
The raven continued on his way completely ignoring everyone around him. When he bumped into the person he just snarled a ‘watch the fuck where you’re going’ and walked off. He stopped when he felt a hand grabbed his wrist. His left brow rose as he turned to face the person who was so bold as to hold him. Rage filled dark brown eyes met amused gray ones.
“If you want to keep your hand or your arm for that matter, I suggest you let me the fuck go.” his glare intensified.
The silver haired man just smiled, his pearly white teeth glistening in an inhumane fashion. He brought the raven teen’s hand - the one he held - to his lips and placed a protracted kiss on the knuckles.
“My name is Allen Walker please to meet your acquaintance.” the words poured like silk from his mouth.
The raven could feel his left eye visually twitch when the bastard before him dare to kiss him on his hand like he was some sort of a fucking chick! That brought new found anger into his system; he yanked his hand away as quickly as he could.
“You really want to die don’t you asshole?” he growled, glaring bloody murder at the man. And what the fucking hell was with the asshole! He didn’t give a shit about who he was so what the crap was up with the bloody introduction?
“Ah a feisty one, I never taken one like you before. Hmm I like you already.” Allen replied with a smile, he extended his hand to the younger male before him, “You seem really interesting, come with me.”
The raven stared at the hand for sometime as if it was some horrid creature then back at the man before him with his obvious poker face on. He was tempted to say something like ‘dad always told me not to go with strangers’ or some other smart ass crap like that since he was still underage and an old pervert was hitting on him. But he found that he didn’t care; beating up the fucker seemed more rewarding than being all smart assed.
“Fuck you.” he spat, his voice laced in venom.
When those words left the raven’s mouth Allen’s expression changed. His smile was still on but his eyes glowed with a sort of maniacal gleam completely contrasting with his earlier polite look.
In an instant he moved up to the retreating form of the raven and caught him from behind. His left hand held the raven’s hands behind him while the other tightly gripped the raven’s neck.
“Fuck you?” he purred in a soft baritone “Maybe I will.” he licked the shell of the raven’s right ear.
‘What the fuck!’ the raven’s mind was in a mess, he tried to buck the man off him.
“Let go asshole!” he growled.
“No.”
Allen pulled him back and then without warning pushed him towards the closest wall. His back collided with the wall hard, having the wind knocked out of him. The force of the blow caused him to cough up blood. It trailed down the corner of his mouth in a thin line. Just as he hit the wall - with no time to recover - he felt his hands pinned above his head and the hard body of his molester pressing closely against his.
‘This cannot be happening!’ his voice screamed in his head.
But just as he thought that Allen began to attack his neck, ripping the jacket and shirt of his uniform open. He bit into the collar bone a lapped at it enjoying its milky appearance.
“You’re as delicious as you look.” Allen purred as he bit once more into the skin this time drawing blood.
The raven kept his mouth shut as he tried to struggle out of his captive’s grasp. There was no way he was going to allow himself to get molested and possibly raped by some freak! He tried to bring his knee up to kick the guy in his crotch but he couldn’t move. ‘How strong is that bastard?!’ Allen smiled at his futile attempt.
“Nuh huh uh.” he replied in a way that send shivers down the raven’s spine, “Don’t even try it,” he growled, “you won’t escape me.”
“Let me go you sick fuck!!”
Allen chuckled then trailed his unoccupied hand to the raven’s jeans pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped it then eased back a bit giving it space to slide down those slender long legs. A growl erupted from his throat when the jeans made no move to slip off. This made the raven sigh in relief, for once he was glad that the jeans he wore were all skin tight. Allen however got over his slight annoyance at the stubborn jeans in favor of slipping his free hand into said stubborn jeans.
The raven let out a yelp when he felt cold hands on his heated member, he cursed himself for letting the bastard touch him so intimately and in a place he himself never touched in that manner before. His face heated up in shame and embarrassment at his current predicament. Allen saw the blush and smirked.
“Blushing like a virgin.” he squeezed the organ within his grasp, “Your embarrassment makes you look so beautiful. Could it be that you are a virgin?” he chuckled at the heated glare the raven shot him, “That makes this perfect.” his voice took on a husky timber as he whispered, “allow me to be your first man, I’ll fuck you so good that you’ll never be able to forget me.”
The raven paled at Allen’s declaration, there was no way in hell he was going to allow that guy to fuck him. That made his drive to escape desperate; he wanted nothing more than to bash the asshole’s head in. He didn’t want this for Christ’s sake! ‘It’s not like all rape victims wanted to be raped.’ he thought bitterly at how similar his position was to that of a rape victim. To be raped by a man. The thought made him want to puke. Even more was the fact that his treacherous body was giving in to the ministration on his cock.
‘Traitor!’ he snarled in his head as his body betrayed him. He felt himself harden just from the light touches the albino gave him. A moan threatened to pass his lips but he trapped it by biting down on his lower lip in an attempt to stifle it down. There was no way he’d give that bastard the pleasure of hearing him.
Allen however didn’t like that one bit. He bent forward sucking on the pulse point on the youth’s neck, adding another mark to the already increasing marks present.
“Come on don’t hold it in.” he whispered against the pale neck nipping at it lightly, “I want to hear you scream out when I fuck you. So you can tell the world whose little slut you are.”
After Allen said that he paused, there was something he never knew and frankly he never thought he’d ask for it. In any case all his sex escapades had always been done sort of anonymously. They knew him - because of his line of business - but he didn’t know then. That was just how he was, he never thought of asking for their names or any personal information about them because they were all just whores to satisfy his ever growing lust. This was the first time his body ached for someone on its own. Before when he saw the boy in front of him only one thought ran through his mind: ‘he just had to have him’. Hopefully he won’t break him as easily as his previous toys.
“Tell me, my dark haired beauty what is your name?” he asked leaning forward to plant a kiss on his flushed cheek, “I told you mine, it’s only fair that you tell me yours.”
The raven stared at Allen as if he was crazy - well crazier - like hell he was going to tell his rapist his name like fucking hell. He glared at him with his mouth clamped shut in defiance. Allen was amused by this - not like he didn’t expect it - and he found himself being drawn to the raven more. He raised his hand from the raven’s jeans - much to the raven’s immense relief - and brought it upwards to the raven’s lustrous ponytail releasing it from its confines. It cascade around him like a silky veil.
“I’ll wait for you to tell me then.” a chuckle passed his lips, then without a warning he eased back slightly without breaking his vice grip on the raven’s hands and flipped him around crushing him face forward to the wall, “But it would have been nice to know your name so that I can tell you how much your tight ass is wonderful.” he spooned himself against the younger boy making sure that the youth felt every inch of his pulsing hard erection, “Oh well, I guess I don’t need your name to tell you how good it’ll feel fucking you.”
When he felt the erection pressed against his ass the raven’s mind instantly went into ‘panic mode’. Hearing the albino talk about fucking him was one thing but actually feeling the hard thing that will no doubt mess up his insides made him realize that his situation was really fucking serious and that if he doesn’t escape soon, he will be in some pretty deep fucking shit.
“Let go!” he yelled frantically struggling, his voice was slightly hysterical as it was an octave higher, “Let me go damn it!”
“Ah feeling fear now are we?” Allen reached down to unzip his pants, the innocent sound echoing loudly in the empty alleyway with it bringing intense panic to the raven, “You don’t have to fear, I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt too much.” he reached out to the raven’s jeans attempting to manually slide it off his hips.
“No! Stop it!” the raven protested. He didn’t want this! “No! Don’t!”
Allen smirked as he slipped his hands into the waist of the tight fitting jeans feeling the elastic of the raven’s underpants. He wanted nothing more that to forcefully drag them off, but those thoughts and the raven’s protests were drowned out by a series of rings.
♪I think I should know how to make love to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints out…-♪(1)
“Fuck.” Allen cursed as he reached into his left back pocket to take out his cell phone, “What?” he growled as put the elaborate device to his ear. If it was someone unimportant he was going to murder them for interrupting him.
“Allen.” a smooth voice form the other line growled in return at the greeting he got.
“Huh? Tyki? What the fuck? I’m busy at the moment.” Allen was annoyed, here he was having a good time only to be interrupted by his brother.
“Busy with what? Work or fucking some whore?” the voice continued, “You know what forget it I don’t care either way.” he snapped leaving Allen no room to say anything, “Just finish your business with Cross and get your ass here. You’re the boss and we can’t start that meeting without you, so hurry it the fuck up.”
Allen’s grip slightly loosened when he heard what Tyki said ‘ch’ asshole ruining my fun.’ While he was elsewhere with his thoughts the raven took it as an opportunity to make his escape. He used as much strength he could muster and pulled his hands from the albino’s grip. This time he was successful as Allen was preoccupied and his grip loosened.
The raven backed away from the man before as quickly as he could while his watched him wearily. He wanted to see if the man before would give chase if he decided to run but when he saw Allen raised his eyebrow in slight amusement he didn’t stay to find out, he turned and hightailed it out of there not looking back until he was sure he was far away as possible from his attempted rapist. Allen stared at his retreating back, somehow he wasn’t angry and pissed off at the fact that the raven escaped.
“You let my prey get away.” he sighed into the phone, “He was seriously hot not to mention feisty.”
There was a short pause followed by a chuckle.
“So you were with a whore,” he paused seeming to shrug, “not that I didn’t expect you not to.” his voice took on a playful edge, “Ah well plenty more where that came from eh? They are other fuckable people out there.”
“I want him.” Allen heard himself say, “Only him.”
“Wow seriously?” Tyki’s voice sounded genuinely astonished, “So how do you expect to find him?” he asked not one bit interested in asking how they met, knowing Allen he might have tried to rape the poor guy, so why bother ask when he already knows the answer? He might as well ask something else that was probably important.
Allen frowned at that, he didn’t get his name or anything about him, so how was he going to find him? ‘Looking around is no doubt going to be a bitch.’ He looked down out of habit. Once he did a smile crept up to his lips at what he saw. ‘Heh someone must really love me.’ he thought as he stooped down to take up the book bag the raven hastily left behind.
“Don’t worry I have something that will help, I’ll go deal with Cross now so I’ll see you in a few.” he said, his voice held a hidden happiness in it that he was careful to keep concealed.
If Tyki noticed it or not he said nothing he just muttered a ‘don’t be late’ then hung up leaving Allen to his thoughts. Allen smiled as he opened the bag scanning its contents in search of anything that would help him put an identity to his intense raven haired beauty. The smile widened when he found a student I.D card. His gaze instantaneously zoomed in on it taking in the name he saw. He let it rolled around his mind for a while before he stood up taking the bag with him.
After he pays a little visit to Cross and collect his dough - no whores this time - he’ll go to the stupid meeting he has with a bunch of assholes - probably end up blowing their brains out - then he’ll go claim his new toy. He brought the I.D to his lips placing a kiss on the picture of the scowling male.
“Yuu Kanda, I’ll make you mine.”
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Kanda ran as fast as he could not once did he looked back. He didn’t even cared how he looked as long as he was no where near that white hair male. His appearance however was one to talk; his fly was down revealing a glimpse of his dark blue underpants while his shirt and jacket were open, his pale chest and stomach on display. The multiple marks and bruises that Allen left on his neck and chest stood out on his pale skin. All in all he looked like shit.
‘Or like someone who escaped a rapist.’ he thought bitterly.
He couldn’t believe it; he of all people was almost raped! The most antisocial and feared guy from his school and community was almost turned into a guy’s whore! There was nothing more shameful and embarrassing as that. He felt dirty and used even though the guy never got a chance to fuck him but at the same time he felt something else. It was strange; there was this outlandish feeling that has been trying to make itself known since he ran into the guy - the worst meeting in his entire life he might add. It was even worst than meeting Cross - he wasn’t sure he understood what it was but one things for sure, he was positive he wasn’t going to like it.
When the gates of his school became visible he slowed down then came to a halt before it in an attempt to catch his breath. He was running for a while now and he never took a break to even take a breather. That was how much the guy scared…no not scared petrified him. He was literally scared stiff and that was something that never happened often. Hell it never happened! Never in his entire life has he been so freaked out like he was a few minutes ago and boy he glad that he escaped and is still a virgin.
He took a detour to the boy’s bathroom before going to class so that he could clean up and check his bruises. When he caught glimpse of his reflection his right fist instantly launched forward sending a punch to the mirror, it cracked upon impact. He couldn’t believe that it was his appearance it was so pitiful like a scared kitten. His teeth gritted in rage when he looked forward at the cracked mirror lightly coated with his blood and watched as the blood gradually drained downwards. This was his first and last breakdown. That he promised himself. There was no way he’ll let anyone have this much of an edge over him. ‘Never again.’
“Never again…” he repeated out loud his voice echoing the spacious bathroom.
He brought his battered fist to his face inspecting the damage. When he saw that it was nothing serious he quickly buttoned his shirt and caught his hair in its usual ponytail using the spare elastic he had on his right hand. With one last look at the mirror to make sure that his appearance was up to shape and that it gave nothing away he left. But somehow he felt that the worst of his day hasn’t past yet that it’ll just get worst.
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A/N: (1) Starstruckk by 3OH!3
There you go peeps, now that wasn’t bad now was it? Was it? Ah write and tell me! Let’s see now I doubt this will be a regularly updated story so lets say I’m just teasing ya’ll with this. But no worries all the new stories I’ve introduce WILL be finished…just not real quick or anytime soon. Thanks for reading I hope I’ve lived up to any smut expectations and that I haven’t killed your love for poor little Kaos-chanu! I mean no harm I swear!
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