I started this a while ago, and only got inspired to finish after reading a few chapters of killah-sama's D N Angel fic, Why The Caged Bird Sings. If you haven't read it already, go do so, it's a really well-written and awesome fic. Other than that, enjoy!
Warning: Blowjobs and feather rape...yes, you heard me, feather rape. Like knife rape, but with a feather. Also some dirty talk and forced dirty talk and a couple dirty tricks...and bondage.. and violence/abuse... so the normal for me.
Daisuke was unabashedly happy. He had everything he could want. Good friends, a loving family, and a mysteriously hot boyfriend. Dark was always the talk of the town, and the thief was all Daisuke's. No one knew, of course, but it didn't make it any less special. Daisuke knew, without a doubt, where the purple-haired boy would be every night, and had no problem with letting Dark out to go steal things whenever he pleased. In fact, the rumors and mystery surrounding the kaitou's name made being his boyfriend even more exciting.
The redhead was walking home from school, looking forward to returning home to his infamous boyfriend, when he stopped in his tracks. He blinked a few times, but sure enough, the boy in front of him was really there. It worried him a little and he took a step backwards. Krad meant bad news, seeing as how he was Dark's rival when it came to stealing. The blonde was always looking for ways to hurt Dark, and he was insane enough to go after Daisuke to accomplish that goal.
"Now, now, don't run off yet," the psychotic angel murmured, just loud enough to reach the younger boy's ears.
"What do you want?" Daisuke demanded, fear quivering his voice.
"I want Dark to quit," he stated simply, "I don't like competition, and I want everyone to know that I am the most skilled thief."
"Shouldn't you do that by proving yourself, then?" the Niwa boy wondered, "You shouldn't take the easy way out."
Krad just laughed and, in an instant, was at Daisuke's side. The redhead, startled, tried to step away from him, but the blonde was too quick for him and caught his wrist in a tight grip. Krad leaned down to whisper once more to the redhead, "I'm a thief, I don't exactly like taking the hard route."
The fragile boy tried to pull away from his blonde enemy, but it was to no avail-- Krad was much stronger than him, and they both knew it. So, instead, Daisuke opted for glaring, "Dark won't quit, it doesn't matter what you do."
"Oh, really?" the psychotic boy smirked and yanked on the boy's arm, pulling him down a conveniently-secluded alley, "Well, then this'll just serve as a warning."
"No, stop it. Get off!" Daisuke wasn't entirely sure what Krad had planned, but he was absolutely positive it wasn't good.
The older boy narrowed his eyes and brought his hand down across Daisuke's face, back-handing him hard. The younger boy let out a small whimper and winced, frowning and rubbing his cheek. "Now be good and shut up before I just slit your pretty little neck," he hissed, shoving the smaller body against the cold alley wall.
Daisuke didn't respond but struggled slightly as his hands were pinned up above his head. Krad had had this planned out, he realized, when he felt the cold metal of handcuffs lock around his wrists. Red eyes turned up to see a chain hanging down from a landing above their heads, a pair of handcuffs attached to it. That scared him more than anything, if Krad had actually had time to think on this, it wouldn't end well for sure.
"Let me go," Daisuke demanded, a small hint of fear lacing his voice.
"Hm...no, I don't think I will," came the response as the long-haired boy drew a feather from somewhere in his cloak. Niwa relaxed just the slightest bit at the sight of it. What damage could Krad do with a feather?
His answer soon came as the usually-soft object was drawn down his shirt and by some power, the white feather became sharp as a knife, ripping the article. Daisuke shifted uncomfortably as the razor-sharp tip grazed his chest. Krad smirked a sadistic smile as he drew the feather further down to his stomach, cutting the pure skin lightly and leaving a thin, red trail behind. Another whimper from his vicitm's throat urged him onward, the crazed look in his eyes burning like a flame as he reached the young boy's pants.
"Don't!" Daisuke blurted out, fearfully, as nimble fingers made quick work of the rest of his clothing.
Golden eyes snapped up to meet with tear-brimmed red ones before the blonde grabbed Daisuke's discarded shirt and tied it firmly around his mouth as to prevent any more noise. "I said shut up," he growled lowly, yanking the boy's pants fully down.
Now naked and shivering as rain drops started to descend from the heavens, Daisuke's mind went into overdrive. He tried to think of anyway out of the situation, and quickly looked up to the handcuffs, "If I could just get the mechanism loose I cou-"
"Don't even think about it," Krad stated firmly, as if reading the younger one's thoughts, "Try to escape and I'll have no problem wasting you."
Daisuke turned his attention back to the angel and saw by the depraved look in his eyes that he really wouldn't have a second thought about killing him here and now. However, Daisuke wouldn't just stand by and let something like this happen. He was Dark's, after all, as Dark was his. He couldn't let himself be violated by the enemy.
Seeing that the captive was making no more moves to flee, Krad grinned again and licked his cheek, "That's a good little slut," he purred, "Now hold still, or this'll hurt even more."
"He's making a move already? Shit, I have to do something soon-" A muffled yelp cut off any thoughts as the lethal feather was poked against his entrance. The rain was falling faster, mixing with the tears that were starting to drip from his eyes. He tried to plead with Krad, to call for Dark, to do anything, but the shirt had been wrapped nearly around his nose as well, and the oxygen issue was increasingly becoming a problem.
The building rooftops did little good for cover, and soon the two were being soaked by pelting rain. Krad didn't seem to notice, though, as he pushed his stray lock of hair out of his face and pressed his body against Daisuke's, nipping his earlobe hard, "Tell me how you want it," he whispered seductively. Unable to speak, Daisuke shook his head and bit down hard on the gag as the feather inched its way inside of him. The blonde made a tsking noise and licked behind the delicate ear, "Do you want it...slow?" he muttered, slowly shoving the knife-like weapon further into the boy's tight hole. Daisuke let out a pained cry, which was silenced once more by the damp clothing. "Maybe you want it fast and hard," he suggested, and before Daisuke could react, the whole of the feather found its way inside of him.
Krad laughed again as tears streamed down Daisuke's face. He could feel blood trickling down his leg and any attempt to shift away would only result in him being hurt more. In his head, he called out to Dark, but knew that his boyfriend was probably at home in bed, waiting for him to get back from school. With no one to save him, Daisuke had no choice but to ride out the torture and pray that Krad got done with his twisted pleasures soon enough.
At the look of defeat that he saw on his enemy's love's face, Krad smirked and hooked an arm around the boy's body, pulling him closer and gripping the feather firmly by its stem, "Now be a good whore and beg for it," he chuckled, tugging the shirt loose enough to Daisuke to be able to talk.
"Get off of me! Help!" He felt pathetic, but knew that in his current position, all he could do was hope someone would save him.
"That's not begging!" Krad snapped, grasping Daisuke's hair and slamming his head back into the alley wall, "Now beg me."
"Stop...please stop," the redhead sniffled. He knew Krad would only get off on it, but whatever it took to get this ordeal over with.
The pitiful attempt only served to amuse the angel, however, as he sneered at the younger one. "Idiot," he murmured, kissing him hard and biting his lip, causing it to bleed, "Beg me to fuck you with it."
Daisuke stared at him, horrified and shook his head, "N-no... I won't..."
Krad growled at the defiance and banged his head once more into the hard wall, "I said beg me!" He yanked the feather out, jamming it in deeper once more.
A loud cry echoed off the alley walls, "Please..." he whispered again, closing his eyes tightly as if to hide from his next words, "Please give it to me...fuck me..."
A satisfied grin plastered over the sadist's face, "Now, tell me how you want it. Do you want it hard and fast?"
Swallowing hard, Daisuke averted his gaze and nodded slowly, "Y-yes," he muttered out, shivering from the downpour that had now soaked both of them completely, "I want it hard and fast..."
Krad grasped his jaw firmly and tilted his face back to his, locking their lips together again in a forceful kiss, "Good whore," he praised before repeating the process of drawing the bloodied feather out and jamming it back up his ass. Daisuke bit his lip hard, not wanting to give his assaulter any more pleasure than he already was, but couldn't help a small, pained noise in the back of his throat as Krad began a rough pace of pumping the feather in and out of him, blood now flowing freely down his leg.
"Someone... Dark, please...help me..." He knew it would do no good, and crying out again for someone would only result in more pain. In all his life, Daisuke had never felt more helpless.
The stained weapon was plunged into him once more and the still-soft-yet-sharp tip rubbed up against his prostate, causing unwanted tremors of pleasure to course through him. He was so taken back by the sensation that an unhindered moan passed through his lips.
"So, that's the spot, is it?" the angel ask, shoving the feather in once more, and once more striking that sweet spot that sent shivers up the Niwa boy's spine. "Look at this, you're getting off on it," he noted, stroking Daisuke's semi-hard erection.
"N-no... don't..." the redhead half-moaned/half-cried as his hips involuntarily bucked into the touches.
"What's going on down there?" A new voice entered the scene and immediately, all actions froze. Krad snapped his attention up to the intruder and hissed in annoyance at the boy.
Daisuke wasn't sure why, but in one swift motion, the torture stopped and the feather was yanked out of him one last time. "You got lucky this time, you little whore, but don't think he'll be there to save you every time," Krad hissed before sprouting pure white wings and pushing up off the ground, quickly flying off.
The redhead groggily looked up, confused and shaking from head to toe. Pre-cum and blood mingled with the rain and made a complete mess that pooled at his feet. He wanted so badly to just curl up in a tight ball and be home and safe in bed with his boyfriend, but no such luck. He heard footsteps approach, and relaxed when he realized it must have been whoever chased Krad away.
A cool hand cupped his cheek and Daisuke's head was tilted up, his eyes meeting cool blue ones. Satoshi looked the abused boy over and frowned slightly, raising his sights to the handcuffs. He made quick work of them and eased Daisuke down to the ground where he promptly curled up in the aforementioned ball. The bluenette sighed softly and ran a hand through his own hair, grimacing as it came back wet.
"Daisuke," he spoke softly, tilting the boy's face up, "Daisuke, come on, we need to get you home."
The redhead wasn't so far gone that he couldn't acknowledge who was speaking to him and what he was saying. Numbly, he nodded, but when he tried to move, his sights fell down to his still-erect member and he blushed, collapsing back into his ball and covering himself up. Blue eyes scanned the boy before Satoshi realized what was wrong. Shaking his head, the older one knelt back down and pried Daisuke apart so that he was once again sitting upright.
"Wh-what are you doing?" a shaky voice asked as the bespectacled boy spread his legs apart.
"Relax," Satoshi muttered, kissing down his chest lightly and stroking his inner thigh.
"Don't...Hiwatari-kun, stop..." Despite his faint protests, Daisuke's body was reacting completely differently to the caresses and his fading erection stood on command as the blue-eyed boy covered it in his hot mouth. Daisuke whimpered as a few stray tears once again found their way down his cheeks. He grasped Satoshi's hair, but wasn't quite sure if he was trying to pull him away or pull him closer.
The older boy started to slowly suck on the cock in his mouth, nipping at the flesh lightly and running his hand from the shaking thigh up to Daisuke's sac. He slowly squeezed and massaged it while beginning to bob his head up and down, sucking harder and licking up underneath his shaft. He could feel Daisuke slowly begin to melt, bucking into his mouth and grasping his hair more desperately. His words were still protesting, begging him to stop, but Satoshi kept at it, deep-throating him and dragging his teeth along the base.
"Nn...Hi-hiwatari-kun..I'm...I... no..stop...I'm coming... I can't..." The rest of his words were lost in moans and pants as beads of sweat began to drip down his forehead. He bucked deep into Satoshi's throat a couple times and as the older boy gagged slightly, he bit down particularly hard on Daisuke's member and the redhead exploded in ecstasy. A loud noise that could have been something akin to a groan and a scream echoed off the alley walls as Daisuke came into his friend's mouth.
Pulling away, Satoshi swallowed all that he could and wiped his mouth clean. His gaze locked with Daisuke's for a split second before the latter looked away. "We need to get you home," Satoshi repeated.
"Why did you...I didn't want that..." Daisuke wiped away the tears that had stained his cheeks, though the heavy rain took their place.
"I know," the bluenette confirmed, standing up.
"So why did you do that?" he asked again, looking up, scared and ashamed.
The older boy simply shrugged and stooped down, grabbing Daisuke's pants and tugging them back on the boy, "Anyway I can have you, I'll take," he silently told the Niwa boy as he hooked an arm around his friend's waist and helped him to his feet. Daisuke winced every step he took, and after a few steps, Satoshi paused and scooped the smaller one up into his arms. Crimson eyes darted up questioningly and got another shrug in response, "You should save your energy, you've had a long day."
Daisuke silently nodded and rested his head on his savior's shoulder, closing his eyes. He listened to the rain let up, and only a light drizzle remained. He fell asleep to the sound of dripping water and Satoshi's steady heart beat.
XD, poor Daisuke... he's not having a good day, is he? Aw (hugs him) You can go home and get screwed by Dark, that'll make things better. XDD, hope you enjoyed, review if you did!