The familiar sting of his slap spread across his cheek; he was use to it by now. It was like this every week, taking the abuse from his older brother. But he couldn't stay away, he loved him, even if all his brother wanted was to use him. Another slap… His face was a mess now with stains of his tears and the swollen redness of his brother's hits.
"Aniki, please stop, I love you…" he choked as his face was once again struck by his brother's hand.
"I hurt you, yet you still love me?" the older brother questioned before he attacked his lips with his own. His hands yanked at his little brother's spiky hair. Violently, he bit his lip harshly, letting freshly drawn blood flow out of the gash as the metallic taste of blood coated his tongue.
"Aniki, don't you love me?" he cried, body now trembling under his older brother's gaze.
"I could never love you. You're too weak." he spat, yanking his brother's hair back to expose his neck before sinking his teeth into the soft skin. His brother's cries and begs to stop were music to his ears. Lifting his head to look at the now bleeding and crying boy, a sadistic grin spread across his face followed by a soft touch on his face from the younger boy. He swatted the hand away and pushed him to the ground.
"Aniki, I-" he stuttered as he sat up on the floor, hand beckoning towards him.
He kicked him in the ribs, breaking a few bones, as he watched the younger boy double over and cough up blood.
"You are foolish, blinded by love that does not exist. How pathetic…" he chuckled darkly before leaving his brother's beaten and bruised body in a heap on the ground.