Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
So, this idea has been rattling around inside my brain for a few days, so I finally gave in to the plot bunny. I tried really hard with this fic, and I think I went even darker than with Un-Beloved. Feedback, comments and (constructive) criticism is always appreciated. By the way, Nii-san means brother.
Warnings: Angst, rape, incest
Nii-san
He could remember it all.
He remembered that low voice calling out to him, commanding him.
He remembered the pale digits ghosting over his flesh as he surrendered to the torture.
He couldn't just remember, he could feel.
He could feel those long, thin fingers twisting the abused nipples, causing him to release small gasps of pain.
He could feel the sharp, stinging bite as the others teeth pierced his shoulder, lapping up the crimson liquid like some exotic delicacy.
He could feel the icy fingers invading his body, plundering his entrance till it was slick with blood.
He could feel the dull ache in his arms and legs, as he struggled not to collapse on the floor.
He could feel the frenzied thrusting of the powerful body which towered above him, tearing him apart inside.
He could hear him.
He could hear the mocking, cruel voice whispering into his ear, telling him what a little slut he was, how he was merely a toy to be played with then thrown away, how utterly weak and pathetic he was.
He could hear the sound of his own, tortured screams echoing round the room, the desperate pleas for mercy ripping from his throat, his low moans of despair as the other took him.
He could hear the quiet, sadistic laugh that would accompany his begging for the other to stop, his begging for it all to end, his begging for death.
He remembered that first, awful night when he had tried afterwards to leave without the others permission, and the swift punishment that had followed. Scars of the white hot blade slicing through his skin still remained.
He remembered having to lie there spread eagled, paralyzed with terror as the other languidly explored his shivering, exposed body.
Silent sobs wracked his slender body; silent tears ran down his pale cheeks.
"Nii-san…"