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Yoru: I know, I know. More Axel rape. Well, there's not enough of it!
Kuronue: You're a sicko…
Yoru: Thank you, I know. But this one will be interesting, I promise. Full of love triangles and crazy rapist soldiers and SoRiku as well as AkuZeku!
Kuronue: And that's supposed to make it better?
Yoru: Yes.
Kuronue:…ah.
Like most heirs to the throne, Sora was the apple of his father's eye. A beautiful young man with untamable chestnut hair and smiling blue eyes, he caught attention wherever he went – which was why he was rarely allowed out of the castle walls.
He had never thought much about the dangers of going out on his own. He thought that his father was paranoid, and he thought that the soldiers got in the way. He even thought that the royal crest on his ring would get him out of any trouble.
He was very wrong.
As he walked past an alley, an arm shot out and wrapped around his waist. He was jerked back into the alley before he could scream, and then a hand was covering his mouth.
"Princes should know better," a voice purred in his ear. He fought desperately as he was dragged into a doorway, shoved to the ground, and had his hands tightly bound behind his back. A rag was over his mouth as he opened it to start screaming for help.
"Gods, you're just a kid," came the voice again, and Sora turned his tear-streaked face to see a boy not much older than him staring down. Brownish-red hair, far wilder than Sora's had ever been, stuck out from a pale, angular face; the look would have been strange on anyone else, but on this boy it was oddly gorgeous. Shockingly green eyes stared into Sora's blue ones, looking him over critically. Sora wondered if the boy's hair was actually much redder; he looked like he hadn't washed in a very long time.
"Lux is gonna be happy," he murmured, sitting next to Sora, "But damn you to Hells for bein' so little. I'm feelin' bad now."
Sora looked down, sniffling. He wasn't particularly afraid of the redheaded boy, but he wondered about "Lux." Had he been kidnapped by some gang? He looked around his prison – a small, two room shack made of wood. Gangs wouldn't live in a place like this…
"Axel," someone called from outside. The redhead looked up as a man with impossibly blonde hair came into the shack, looking down at Sora.
"Who's…oh, Axel. Good boy," the man, whom Sora assumed was "Lux," purred. The Prince started shaking as the man approached.
"He's quite pretty." Lux touched Sora's face with a calloused hand, making Sora whimper and attempt to move away. He barely noticed the redhead, Axel, stand.
"H-hey, Lux, he's just a kid. Leave him alone. Ain't as valuable hurt, yeah?"
Sora breathed a sigh of relief as Lux took his hand away.
"You're right, Axel. However, that means someone's going to have to take his place," the blonde purred, moving toward Axel. Sora held his breath as Axel looked away.
"I ain't your plaything, Luxord," the redhead murmured. Sora flinched as Luxord grabbed Axel's jaw painfully and yanked his face around to look at him. The redhead grabbed Luxord's wrist, wincing.
"You keep your place," Luxord hissed, shoving Axel's face away. Axel rubbed at his jaw, looking down.
"Jus' sayin'," he muttered.
"Watch what you say," Luxord snapped, moving toward Sora again. The Prince started trembling; if Luxord treated his friend like that…
"It looks like you're safe for now, little Prince. Now let's talk about a ransom. How much, do you think?" Luxord mused, absently stroking Sora's hair.
"I dunno," Axel murmured, scrambling to find a piece of paper and a charcoal stick. Luxord snatched them from him, writing a ransom note quickly and folding it.
"Take this to the nearest guard," he instructed, handing it to Axel. The redhead's startling eyes slid to Sora.
"I'd rather you did it." He pushed the paper back at Luxord. The blonde man frowned.
"Axel…"
"You ain't staying here to hurt him," Axel said firmly. Luxord scowled at him, but stood.
"Fine. It's not like you can stop me if I decided to do it," he growled, leaving the shack. Axel's legs gave out, and he landed next to Sora.
"Thought he was gonna hit me again," he murmured almost inaudibly. Sora looked at him sympathetically, even as scared as he was. Axel was clearly very abused. The redhead looked back at him.
"I can't let ya go, or Lux'll kill me. But I'll try not to let 'im hurt ya," he promised quietly. Sora nodded, closing his eyes.
Luxord returned an hour later, looking very smug.
"That letter should get to the King quickly. If I want you, I'd better take you now," he purred, moving toward Sora. Axel stood quickly and got between them.
"No," he snapped. Luxord growled and pushed him aside, into the wall.
"Shut up, you insolent brat," he snarled, grabbing Sora's hair and pulling him up. Sora cried out, struggling hard. Axel got up and lunged, grabbing Sora out of Luxord's hands and pushing him behind him. Sora was trapped between Axel and the wall, so the door was out of the question. However, he preferred his current position to Luxord's hands.
"I ain't gonna shut up! He's the Prince! You ain't gonna have him! Fuck me instead!" Axel snapped. Sora's eyes widened, and he shook his head frantically. He couldn't allow this sacrifice! Luxord laughed.
"Seems the Prince has something to say about that."
"Don't care. Fuck me," Axel hissed, undoing the tie at the top of his ragged shirt and revealing a rather toned expanse of pale but dirty skin. Luxord shrugged.
"Get in the room, then," he grumbled.
"You first," Axel murmured, gently pushing Sora down and binding his hands to a wall support. As Luxord went into the other room, Sora begged Axel with his eyes. The redhead resolutely didn't look at him, instead touching the top of his head briefly as he left Sora to his muffled screaming.
Axel was met with Luxord's glower as he entered the room.
"Get on the bed," the blonde man snapped, and Axel complied. Luxord unfastened his pants and slid them off, doing the same with Axel's.
"You know that this is only a temporary respite for the Prince. I can have you anytime I want," he purred, parting Axel's legs roughly. The redhead closed his eyes and clutched the sheets, not wanting to look at Luxord's satisfied face.
He bit his lip to muffle a scream as Luxord shoved into him with no preparation. As the blonde man set up an erratic rhythm, Axel bit his knuckles to keep his cries in check. No matter how many times he was subjected to this torture, it never ceased to hurt the same. He could feel Luxord's hard shaft pressing into him so roughly, and though he never bled anymore, he knew the feeling of the sticky red dripping down his legs.
A wayward thrust hit his prostate, and Axel gasped. However, the thrust led to Luxord's climax, which was accompanied by a particularly hard thrust that brought a scream out of Axel's throat. He hoped that Sora's screaming covered his own so that the Prince wouldn't hear.
"Good boy," Luxord murmured, kissing Axel's ear mockingly. Axel flinched, curling up on his side as Luxord pulled out of him and pulled up his pants for him.
"I hate you," he hissed. Luxord chuckled.
"Good boy," he repeated. Suddenly the front door was kicked in, and Luxord was out of the window before Axel could move.
"Prince Sora!"
"Is he all right?"
Axel felt far too weak to exit through the window; all he managed was to fall off the bed. He tried to get up, but hands fastened over his upper arms and yanked him to his feet.
"I got the kidnapper!" a voice above him called, the soldier dragging him into the room. Axel struggled, fear clouding his senses. He could see that Sora was asleep in a silver-haired man's arms, and the ruckus did nothing to wake him.
"Let me go!" Axel cried, yanking at the hold on his arms. The struggles only earned him a place shoved against the wall as the soldier roped his arms together behind his back.
"You should have thought of the consequences of your actions," the soldier hissed, pulling Axel off the wall and holding him securely.
"…I know," Axel whispered, still fighting the hold on his arms. He didn't bother to deny the accusations; he had, after all, kidnapped Sora from the streets. The man holding Sora regarded Axel coldly.
"Zack, he's a child," he finally said. Zack shrugged.
"Child, adult, he still kidnapped the Prince. Let's go."