Ain't No Rest For The Wicked.
His arms burned, they were pulled over his head and were currently the only things holding him up. He attempted to ignore the shark-like teeth that were playing rather roughly with one of his nipples. He wanted to cry, not that he would, but he wanted too. Noah couldn't remember the last time he had eaten or slept or even been in a different position. No, yesterday they had him knell on the ground, or maybe it was two days ago. Whatever, he just wished they would kill him already.
The youngest of the three looked up, red eyes narrowing sharply before he bit down, piercing skin. Noah yelped and attempted to struggle away from the Death Scythe. But to no avail as the other Death Scythe came to hold him still. He knew what was coming next and clenched his eyes shut, waiting for the pain of penetration. Instead shark teeth sank into his neck as fingernails clawed their way down his chest.
He wasn't sure why they were doing this. Maybe revenge, maybe all of the Death Scythes were sadistic bastards, maybe Demon Scythes were all sadistic bastards, or maybe, these two men just happened to be sadistic bastards and all of the above. "Does your little Maka-chan know you are doing this?"
The arms behind him tightened and angry red eyes came into his line of view. "Parts of it, yes." He grinned widely, a fingernail running down Noah's chest. "But not the fun stuff. She doesn't need to know." His grin stretched more, "I don't think she'd like our style of 'interrogation,' I don't think most people would." At least they were honest.
AN: LOOK AT THAT! I BET YOU'VE NEVER THOUGHT OF THAT OT3! NEITHER DID I! I got it from a meme thing..
Dear GOD the OOCness is amazing. I love it. LOVE IT.
I seriously doubt I will even think of adding more to this.
I 3 U Wifu :D