Heero POV pairings: 1+3
Rape warning violence depressing very disturbing you've been warned!! LEMON
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:A soldier stand in front of Zechs outside of a prison cell:
"Zechs sir... The enemy has been captured Sir," the young soldier informed his superior.
wh-whos voice...
"It appears the intruder was zero one, he was found trying to copy the bases top secret security files Sir."
where...am I...what...happened...
"When he fled we managed to apprehand zero one... However there are a few casualities and a number of others are injured.. Once subdued we restrained him, he might not be awake yet Sir..."
...Injured...killed...the mission...the files! ...No I haven't failed yet...If I could just...
I try to move my body but I can barely feel any of my movements "K'so," I curse myself harshly. I can here the sounds outside of this holding unit but still... They sound wavey and distant.
I need...I need to... my surrounds...
I try to open my eyes but only manage to open them half lidded. The room is pitch black with the exception of the line of light streaming from under the closed door infront of me. It hurts my eyes to peer at it but I try anyway to follow the shadows blocking the thin stream of light. I try to move my hands and find my movement limited... Feeling is starting coming back to my body but the only feeling that floods my senses is pain... I can feel something cold and heavy grasping my wrists. I tug at my arms and hear the clanking of metal chains. All to apparent that I am anchored down, I tug at them and try to bend them, brake them, twist them, anything! But it becomes obivious that the metal must be too thick for even me to bend.
No use in wasting my energy... I need to come up with another plan of action...
"Understood, you are dismissed...,"
"Sir'," the soldier proclaimed with a salute.
Zechs face twists in a wicked grin as he turns and opens the door to Heero's cell.
"Heero, it's been a long...long...time...," Zechs eyes the young pilot with a smirk.
I had to shut my eyes immediately as the light floodied my eyes, and that voice... My muscles tighten at his voice. My head bowed as I look through the messy strands of brown hair that hang infront of my face.
"...Zechs...," I hiss his name.
This isn't good zechs is too unpredictable.. Theres something about him that always put me on edge and this time was no exception...
"You seem to be slipping boy, and such a shame you really are a lovely boy...," His sinister tone sends chills down my spine.
He shuts the door behind him and walks slowly towards me. I can't help but tense, however my eyes do not waver. He comes just out of my reach and crouches down infront of me his hand comes up slowly to my face as he caresses it. My eyes slightly widen and I attempt to thrust myself out of his reach, but he grabs my jaw and holds tightly onto my face. His own face not even inches from mine and all I can do is give him a deadly stare.
If I only had one hand free...
"...Heero, so tell me, what exactly are you doing here, what is your mission? Surely you didn't come all the way here just to see me now did you? Hm?"
"Hn" was my only response and I feel a swift punch connect to the right side of my face. I spit the blood now pooling in my mouth at him. I miss his face but he is clearly not too happy about the fresh blood on the trim of his OZ uniform jacket. Another fists connects and before I can react I feel the wind getting knocked from my lungs as he punches me just under my rib cage. As my body curls forward involuntarily I feel his rough hand squezze around my throat and pushes me against the wall. My arms stretch against the chains and shackles that bind them. I can feel them pull unmericlessly against my joints.
You can't brake me like this Zechs...you should know that...what are you planning
I can't help but to grow suspicious I had a gut instinct that something was going to happen...The more frustrated he gets the more violent get and the more frustrating he was becoming, but I could've never expected what he did next...
As he held me by my throat against the wall I saw him faintly in the dark licking his lips. I recieved yet another blow to my already heavily bruised stomach. I firmed my abs in preparation for another painful punch... However instead of a punch I felt him run his free hand up my green tank top and against my stomach moving up my chest. I tense even more. I want to knock him away, I tug feverishly at the shackles confinding my wrist. I can feel his hands start to make there way over my chest and down to my sides, I try to kick him. He drops me to the floor and stomps hard onto my knee cap. I can hear the bones crunch under his foot against the cement floor and I resist a cry of pain and only manage to allow a small groan to hum in my throat.
"Whats wrong...? You know all you have to do is tell me why you're here... What do you plan to do with those files, hm?"
He rips my tank top free from my body and the cold air hits me. I push my back against the wall and turn my head to the left. I can feel the concrete wall pressed flat against my back and the side of my face. I keep pushing back with my one good leg as if I could futher push myself from his reach but there's no where else I can go. I find myself wishing I could melt with the wall behind me.
"You've always been such a lovely boy...," his tone thick with lust.
I can see him take me in... It's disguisting and I can do little to fight him. My mind keeps racing... There has to be some way out... To think logically is impossible at this point... I'm panicking, I need to calm down... But any chance at calming myself completely disminishes as I feel a knife and his hand snake there way up my bad leg. The knife tip drags dangerously close over my skin until I feel him reach my thigh. He buries the knife under the spandex of my shorts than immediately I feel the knife twist and pull upwards ripping the fabric. Almost in the same motion he rips off my shorts and I am left bare to his eyes. My breath is heavy now, and all I can see is his twisted smirk as he looks me over again. I pull harder against my restraints but again its no use. I squeeze my eyes shut as hard as I can and continue to pull and tug at the metal restraints.
My heart is racing. I feel the blood pumping through my veins. My stomach in knots and I can feel a heavy weight in my chest.
Is..Is this fear?
I freeze as I hear him unzipping his pants and almost instantly I start to panick again ripping at my restraints even harder
I need to get away!! I have to get away!! NOW!! I need to get away!!
My panick is nearly silenced by a swift kick across my face. My head hits the wall with a large smack before practically bouncing off the wall from the impact. My ears ring and my sights blurry. I can just barely feel his hands grab at my thighs and pull me almost competely on my back. I find it hard to focus and before I can fight back I experience the worst pain I've ever felt. My eyes shot wide and my breath fell short, the pain altogether bringing me out of my dazed state... How I wish that daze still over came me.. I'm screaming... I'm almost certain of it... but I can't hear my voice... The painful lump in my throat confirms my screams are being held there, unable to reach past my lips. The pain I experience is like no other, it feels as though someone tore me in half and my body involuntarily jumps away from the object now buried in me. Wanting trying to get away. Tears follow suit as he slams himself in me again, and all I can do is whimper. No training could've ever prepared me for such pain. At the next thrust he takes into me I feel the vomit rising from my stomach, I nearly choke on it until he slap me hard across the face and I spit it in the direction my head flew. I can smell the familiar scent of blood as it invades my senses. The pain between my legs grows worse with each thrust... I can feel myself tearing around him as he moves, his pace quickens and his face disguists me. I close my eyes tightly trying to block out the pain between me, the man inside me, the blood, the noise, everything. How I wish that god would grant me the one mercy of death.
"..Whats...the matter... Heero?? ...You don't enjoy... My playing," Zechs says between his heavy grunts.
He moves his hands up my now limp legs until I feel his hand surround my cock. He begins to rub intent on arousing me. I fight it...God I fight so hard... He shifts backwards out of me and I gasp as my breath sharply leaves me. The man hunches over me and takes me in his mouth, my cock involuntarily twitches at the contact and it makes me want to vomit a thousand times over. My body betrays me as he licks at the head and pumps my length with his hand. Only being human my body responds the way it would, my cock hardens and my eyes dull. A groan escapes my lips, all I can think of is how I would love to stab that groan with a knife and twist it in my throat.
Zechs humming over Heero moves his mouth off the boy staring at him menacingly, " You seem to be enjoying yourself now... Heero..."
Zechs moves back in position and rams himself into the boy, the blood acting as a lubracate. He pumps heero with his hand and begins his onslaught on the poor boys already broken body.
A mixture of pleas, groans, crys of pain, and humilation pass through my lips.
...killme...please..stopand...just..kill me...end it...
My thoughts run circles around death, praying for it to take me... But I know I will not be granted such a mercy. I feel him pound harder into me knocking my head into the concrete over and over, but he doesn't seem to care as his face twists and he cums into my body. The warm feeling and twitches in my body... I want them to be gone... I want to be gone... He grips rough, far to rough, at my member and I cry out in pain. He pumps me til my own cock releases and leaves the semen to dry on my body. Once he pulls away from me I curl my legs into my chest, it's painful but it's all I can do to protect myself. I try to bury my face in my knees, my arms straining behind my back.
"K...Ki..kill...me...," a request, one I knew would be denied.
Zechs allows a sick smile across his face, " Til tommorrow Heero..."
I whimper and continue to shake and cry. I can't control myself, I hear him fix himself and leave the room slamming the cell door and leaving me in darkness. I can only cry til my mind fades into darkness...
-- Chapter end
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