I Can't Take It Anymore (Love Hurts)

Title: I Can't Take It Anymore (Love Hurts)

Rating: PG13

Pairing: Sawyer/?

Summary: Sawyer is being tortured, but by who?

Status: One-shot Complete

Warnings: Implied violence

Disclaimer: I don't own Sawyer or any of the other Losties

Author's Note: I couldn't make up my mind on the title, so that's why it has two. Please read and review.

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Sawyer screamed in agony. This was torture, plain and simple. He didn't think he could stand it much longer. After all the times that he had been hurt on this damn island: the bamboo shoots under his fingernails, getting shot on the raft, thrown in a pit by the tailies, had his bullet wound stepped on by Rambina, fighting with Sayid, Boone, Jack, Charlie, hell even Freckles had hit him for the kiss he coerced out of her, but nothing felt as bad as this.

None of that brought him as much pain as he was in right now. It was unbearable. He flinched every time it touched his skin. "Stop!" he shouted. "Please. That's enough. I can't take it anymore," he begged. He had never been one to beg for anything, but he made an exception in this case.

"No. You haven't been punished enough yet."

"There's nothing else you can do to me," he said angrily. He squirmed as it was brought down against his chest. Then it was moved across to his left side and down to his hip, where it was moved slowly back and forth a few times before sliding up his side to his armpit. Sawyer growled. "Aarrgghh! Stop it!" It was then transferred to his right hip and moved around, then up that side as well before moving back down his side, then to the inside of his legs. First one leg then the other. "Come on, stop! I can't do this!" He didn't know how much more of this he could take.

"Not yet."

He was lying on his back, his arms over his head bound to a tree, and his ankles tied to two trees about a foot apart. He grunted and wiggled, but couldn't free himself from the ropes holding him there. "You're enjoying this aren't you? Just remember, payback's a bitch," he said threateningly. Just then it came down upon his belly. Slowly, it was dragged downward. He jerked himself around trying to move out of the way. "No, please don't…" It was being pulled lower. "Stop. I'll make a deal with you. Just stop!" he pleaded.

"Am I getting into dangerous territory now?"

He was in no position to negotiate. His naked body was completely vulnerable. He felt like he'd die if this abuse continued much longer. Persistently, it was extended further down. He grunted some more and writhed around to no avail. It wasn't going to stop. Not without him taking drastic measures.

"Stop struggling. You're just prolonging the inevitable."

He couldn't let it go any farther. He decided to try another approach. "Okay! Fine. I surrender. You win. Now stop!" He looked up, his eyes imploring the agony to cease.

"You want me to stop? And I win?"

"Yes. You win," he stated matter-of-factly.

"Okay, I'll stop."

He breathed a sigh of relief. "Now, untie me."

"If I untie you, what fun would that be?" Kate smiled devilishly as she put the feather down, then straddled his body, and smothered him with soft warm kisses.

Sawyer closed his eyes and smiled. I win, he thought.

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So that's it. This was just something I woke up thinking about one day. Was it predictable? Did anybody have the ending figured out before you got to it?