Hi people, a simple warning, there is rape in this chapter, so if you don't like it, bye-bye. This is in key's point of view for right now, I may change it later. This is kind of pushing the rating by a lot, but since it's not graphic or at least I don't think so, it should be okay.
I walked down the silent hallway, breathing in the fresh, crisp spring air that wafted through the window blowing my hair gently across my face. Taemin and I were the only ones left in the dorm as the others went to see a teenager restricted movie. I could hear Taemin silently walking across the floor in the kitchen. He was in his usual plaid pajamas that dragged across the floor and a dingy gray shirt that he labeled as his favorite. He was sitting on the counter swinging his legs back and forth with a strawberry pop-tart hanging out of his mouth and a glass of milk in hand. He's too adorable For the last few weeks I've become obsessed with him, just from watching the way he smoothly glided his stunning legs across the floor in the practice room, to his majestically slender body and adorable face sent chills down my spine. My desire for him has built up within me for so long, it's getting harder and harder everyday to keep my hormones in check. I was suppressing the urge to touch our innocent maknae; my heart was beating rapidly as I approached him. He jumped when he heard my footsteps, almost dropping the pop-tart out of his mouth and spilling the milk. "Ah, Hyung, you scared me." The kitchen was dark as all the lights were off; he shined the light of a flashlight in my face, blinding me for a moment. "Sorry, I was just checking on you." Walked to the fridge grabbing a water to keep myself from attacking him. The mood didn't help much either, just me and Taemin alone, no one else in a dark kitchen with sound-proof walls.
I watched Taemin nibble on the pop-tart, breaking off the edges and setting them on a paper towel. I slowly drank my water and watched his every move. He threw away his trash and washed his dish before sitting on the counter again. I couldn't take it any more, he's just too tempting. It was still rather early out and the others wouldn't be back until later this evening, this is the perfect chance for me to release these built up feelings. I set my bottle on the counter beside him; he must've been waiting for me as I forgot that Taemin didn't like the dark. My conscience and common sense went out the window and was replaced with lust and desire. Taemin was looking down at me as I stood before him, ready to corrupt his young soul. I stared into his eyes for a minute before stroking his hair and running my finger down his neck. "Hyung what are you-?" I put my fingers to his lips "Shhh." He silenced himself. I ran my hands up his shirt and played with random bits of skin, making him jerk away from me. He didn't say a word, trying to respect his elder; he turned his face and stared at the tiles on the counter. I removed his shirt, laying it across the counter as I continued exploiting Taemin. I turned his head back to me and held it still as he tried to pull away. I forced him to lie on the counter, holding his hands above his head before securing them with a thick rope from one of the drawers. I sat on top of him, his body between my legs so he could no longer try to fight back. I left a trail of saliva as I licked his from his neck to his stomach while playing with his nipples. He squirmed and whimpered as I began to go lower.
"Hyung, stop!" I could see that tears were welling up in his eyes; I couldn't stop, not now as I was too far to turn back. I ignored his plea and proceeded to remove his pants, making him jump in shock, knocking over the half-full water bottle and letting his tears flow down his cheeks. I wonder if he has ever…? It didn't matter as I was about to find out. He gasped and started thrashing violently between my legs as I let my hand wander into his boxers. I pressed myself against him and put pressure between my legs to hold him still as I tried to remove that last article of clothing. He began to cry and shout in vain as no one could hear him. I silenced him, taking advantage of his open mouth; I was able to muffle him as he was fighting to pull his lips away from mine. I left no part of his mouth unexplored with my tongue and had our mixed saliva running down our chins. I succeeded in removing that last nuisance before probing him with my fingers, hoping to make this a bit less painful for him. I removed my clothing as well to make sure that only our bare bodies were touching and nothing else. He ceased his tears and went limp, tired from the riot that he was making underneath me. I played with him a bit more before fulfilling my desire. He jerked and screamed bloody murder as I began, the more he twitched and moved, the more enjoyable it became. I grabbed him by his shoulders as he now lay on his stomach kicking and screaming, knowing that there was nothing he could do to stop me. I blocked out his screaming and could only hear myself panting and the sound of our skin colliding. He stopped moving completely, his screaming stopped as he was out of breath I could only hear soft groans and whimpering. I finished my deed and lay on top of Taemin, who had no energy left to fight or even move a muscle. I could see from the side of my eye that his mouth was slightly ajar and his eyes wide open. I put my clothes back on and dressed Taemin as he was too weak to do so himself, the blood running down his thigh made me feel guilty about what I just did but hold no regrets. He was leaning on the counter sobbing and catching his breath as I cleaned up the spilled water. He was on edge as he kept looking back at me while I followed him to our dorm. He limped over to his bed, lying on his stomach as it was too painful for him to sit. I lay in my bed acknowledging the crime I just committed; my stomach began to knot as I thought of what the others might do if they found out. It's too late for regrets now; I threw the blanket over me and drifted to sleep.
