Ono felt degraded. His body was screaming in pain, as was himself altogether. A rag was stuffed into his mouth and the eyes of his lover caught his gaze. So cold...so menacing. Tears poured down Ono's face as he tried pushing him off of him. He tried, straining his skinny arms as the stronger man pushed on him with a knife in his hand. "P-PLEASE KOICHIRO!" Ono screamed through the rag, his arms weakening by the second.

The man grabbed Ono's arm, thrusting it onto the ground and pinning it hard. "This is what happens when you come home 2 hours late! I KNOW YOU ONO YOU COULD BE CHEATING ON ME!" He screamed, swinging the knife to Ono's pale face, leaving a gash on his chin. Blood dripped down his neck and Ono screamed, biting the rag.

"KOICHIRO!" Ono cried, tears soaking into the rag that kept his voice muffled, as to not wake the neighbors. Koichiro left another gash on his chest, from one shoulder to the next. His eyes were bloodshot, so he must have been drunk...

Silence filled the air as Ono kept his eyes tightly shut, tears squeezing through the lids. His lover's hot breath filled the air, and he suddenly felt the warm moist air of his lover trail up to his mouth. Ono opened an eye, his body shaking like crazy.

"Ono... you will not cheat on me... I will make sure you never leave my site... is that clear?" Koichiro whispered in his ear, slipping his hands into Ono's pants. Ono felt the tears flow more and more, and nodded, the blood from the slice wounds soaking the carpet underneath him.

Kisses went down Ono's neck, down to his scars and he felt his lover kiss the dreaded scars he made. "Now, do you love me?" Ono felt the shudders of fear rush through his body, and the grip his lover had on his hips tightened. "Do. You. Love. Me?"

Ono flinched and whispered a "yes" in response, fear making him helpless. He felt his lover's tongue trace along a bloodied nipple, then across the gash to the other, grunting as his finger fumbled to get the pants off of Ono. Ono cried more, the rag gagging him slowly. Is this how it was going to be? A life full of fear...not knowing when the pain was going to stop?

Koichiro grabbed the rag from Ono's mouth, tossing the bloody object to the side. "I want to hear you moan my name." He growled. Ono nodded, closing his eyes and tasting copper blood in his mouth. He let his head lay back, the world spinning around him as Koichiro ripped the jeans off of Ono. "Oh, so nice...yes." Koichiro mumbled, taking him in his mouth.

Ono felt the tears flow again, and laid there helplessly on the bloody carpet, wishing for a man so save him from this hell.