Weeeee.. Another story. Hope you'll like it! :)
And I promise I'll try to finish this one. LOL. It is soooo not my fault that my laptop crashed and took down the updates on Empress along with it.
Summary: Tragedy befell upon Ryoma and his lovers. Will Ryoma and his lovers overcome the aftermath or will they leave Ryoma when he needed them the most? OT5
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything from PoT. So sad.
A Search for Release - Chapter 1
Violent hand grabbed the short green-black hair forcing the boy's head back. The long thin neck strained from the vicious treatment, wet tongue disgustingly slithered over its length. More rough hands roamed over the lithe body, one hand dived down to callously caress the abused appendage dangling between the boy's legs. Another went straight through the boy's bottom, a finger forcefully prying his insides open. Pain exploded to every bit of his being and the tears that he's trying to hold back burst out of aching golden eyes.
No. No. No. Please. Help.
The boy's pleas were drowned out by the laughter, the jeers and the sleazy voices of the men holding him down to the dirty ground. His struggles only ignite their animalistic desires and he could only writhe futilely in despair. His stomach turned inside out when he felt the fingers probing into him replaced by a larger one. A big scream ripped out from his throat when the big member unabashedly slammed into him.
Big, frightened golden eyes flew open.
Ryo! Ryo! Please calm down. We're here. We won't let anyone hurt you anymore. Please…
Ryoma can hear a very familiar voice in the distant. It was inaudible at first but it was getting clearer. More familiar voices joined, desperation and concern coloring their voices, and he could feel himself slowly coming to his senses.
Ryoma's face was buried in someone's chest, arms wrapped tightly around him. A hand was gently rubbing across his back and another one running his hands soothingly on his hair. He remained still for a while, willing his racing heart to slow down and forcing the ruthless memories at the back of his mind. He focused on the gentle touches and low murmurs of comfort and support around him.
Once he got the sensation of dirty hands off of him, he slowly removed his head from the solace of the one holding him and looked up. Sharp, teary blue eyes full of concern and worry entered his vision.
"Ryoma?"
A low voice, thick with emotion uttered beside him and he unconsciously turned around to find the owner of the voice. Agonized dark brown eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses met his. Realizing that there should be more people, he looked around him. True to that, 3 more pair of eyes, all filled with emotion ranging from anxiety, fear and relief were solely looking at him. Guilt and disgust suddenly engulf him. He knew he doesn't deserve their worry and love, not after what happened to him. Not after letting other people take what should've been entirely theirs. He couldn't stop the choked sobs and the cascade of tears that spilt from him. "I'm sorry" leaked from his mouth non-stop like a mantra. The tightening of arms around him and whispers of reassurance answered his grief.
"No, don't think that. Ryo, it's not your fault."
"Please don't blame yourself."
"We'll protect you from everything."
"We love you Ryoma."
"We promised, we'll always be here for you."
TBC
Yeah, I know it's short but I feel like it's best to cut it here. I'll write a longer one for the next chapter!
Please write a review on what you think about it so far! :)