Author's note: This one is written from my own experience in multiple occasions, both physical and emotional. Base taken from the time I was raped when I was 17, and the rest from recent events. Then insert my former favourite Hiiro no Kakera Guardian and myself as Tamaki, thus leading to this fic.
Mahiro had already molested her multiple times, but Tamaki still wanted to believe it was all some sort of fluke. "He didn't really mean it, I'm sure things will be alright." She still went to visit him even though she felt uneasy. She had no idea how things would end, but she hoped it would end quickly. She didn't know how long she would last if it didn't.
Tamaki waved Mitsuru goodbye and left the house. She would just talk to Mahiro and things would get back to the way they were. At least, that was the plan. There was no guarantee it would actually work out. Tamaki shook of the doubts and kept walking, her heartbeat faster the closer she got to Mahiro's place.
When she came in all was normal. They just talked for a bit as if nothing was wrong. Tamaki didn't want to bring up the matter if she didn't have to, so she decided to just enjoy herself as long as possible and clear the air first.
After a while Tamaki mustered the courage to say something about what happened. Before she could open her mouth however Mahiro planted his lips on hers and pushed her down on his bed. "Tamaki, I love you", he whispered. Tamaki's eyes widened as she tried to push him of. "Mahiro, don't!", she shouted. "Tamaki, don't you love me as well? I know you do", he said while removing her shirt. Tamaki struggled to get him of off her but he was too strong. "You'll become my wife and take care of my children." "Don't!", Tamaki begged as he managed to pull down her pants. "We talked about this before didn't we? About you living with me and stuff." "No, Mahiro, that's not what I…" She felt him take of her bra and she tried to run. She didn't get very far as he grabbed her leg and pulled her back.
"Mahiro, please stop this", she begged. Mahiro finally managed to remove her panties and positioned himself between her legs. Tamaki still tried to stop him, but to no avail. "No! Don't! Stop! Noooo!" Mahiro didn't listen and entered her roughly.
Tamaki lost all her willpower to fight back. It wouldn't matter anyway. She just lay there, hoping it would end soon. But it didn't. Her trusting nature and lack of decisiveness caused her to suffer more.
Mahiro flipped her over a few times, thus changing positions. Tamaki just stared at the ceiling or the pillow, depending on which side she was facing. She lost track of time, and count of how many times Mahiro climaxed. At one point of time he forced his dick in her mouth and ordered her to suck it. Tamaki didn't see the point in refusing as he would ignore her anyway.
There was nothing gentle in the way he did it either. He always made sure to get the exact pleasure he wanted from her. The few moments Tamaki had in between she spend hoping to find a way to rationalize it all. But this time she couldn't find a way to excuse his actions.
When she tried to look him in the eyes she was terrified. The only thing she saw were giant black voids. There was nothing else. They were entirely black. No human sense seemed to remain. The kind Mahiro she had once known was completely gone.
When he finally told her she could put her clothes back on she was paralyzed. He guided her to the door and let her out. Tamaki was left with nothing but an empty void inside her heart.