My friend and I had a late night discussion about Wolverine and rape, and this is what came out of it. Be nice and review!
I wondered through the empty halls late at night. I checked my watch, 2:21am. Normally, I would be afraid to be alone this late, but tonight felt different. I kept walking until I felt someone grab me around the waist. Before I had a chance to scream, the mystery person clapped his hand over my mouth. He picked me up and started carrying me to an open room. I thrashed against him, but as I did, metal claws sprung from in between his fingers, and I was silent. He carried me into the room, dropped me on the bed and locked the door. He walked slowly back to me, removing his jacket. I was too scared to move, scared that he would cut me. He sat on the bed, leaned down, and kissed me hard. I kept my lips shut and let a few tears escape, anticipating what was coming. He wiped a tear off my cheek.
"Aw, don't cry." he said, mockingly sympathetic. "I just wanna have some fun." He moved one hand off the bed and placed it roughly between my legs. I gave a muffled cry, trying to keep my mouth shut. He kissed me again, but this time he didn't stop, forcing my mouth open and shoving his tongue past my lips into my mouth. I unwillingly kissed him back. He rubbed his thumb in a circular motion, stimulating me through my jeans. I moaned involuntarily, and he moved his other hand to my waist. He slowly moved his hand up, underneath my shirt until he got to my bra. He snuck his fingers under the bra and massaged my breast. I moaned again and he took that as his cue to go further. He unbuttoned my jeans and yanked them off of me, leaving me in only a t-shirt, bra and thong. He smiled somewhat victoriously at my almost naked bottom half. Then, most likely to scare me, he shoved his claws out again and cut my thong, leaving it shredded on the sheets below us. He then cut up my t-shirt leaving me in only a bra. He quickly cut the bra straps and pulled it away. He ripped off his own shirt and pulled off his pants and boxers in one quick motion. He still had his claws out. I was sobbing now, terrified of what he would do next.
"I don't want to hurt you." he said, gliding one claw over my cheek. I flinched. "By the way, I'm Wolverine." He kissed my lips, then my neck, my collarbone, my chest and then he sucked my nipple. I was scared, but I wished he would stop hesitating and just get it over with. As if reading my mind, he removed his mouth from my breast and kissed my mouth hard as he thrust into me with immense force. I screamed into his mouth. He pulled out of the kiss.
"Aw, did that hurt?" he asked mockingly. He was still pumping into me, but with less force. I nodded slightly, not sure if he really wanted an answer. Right after I nodded, he thrust harder than he had the first time and let me scream. "How about that?" he asked again. I was crying hard, but, as I nodded again, I saw the grin spread out on his face. He had his hand wrapped around my upper arms tightly and he kept thrusting hard and fast while I screamed and cried. I tried yelling stop, but every time my mouth tried to form a word he stopped me with a rough kiss. As his pleasure grew, his grip on my arms tightened and his thrusts became harder. With a final groan he released into me. I was crying harder than ever. He pulled out and kissed me the lightest he had all this time. "Now, that wasn't too bad, was it?" he asked. I kept crying and shook my head. Whether I had nodded or not wouldn't have mattered. He kissed me again. I just laid there like stone. He put his clothes back on and threw my pants and bra to me. I put them on hastily while he unlocked the door; I got up and ran to it.
"Oh, and Waverly," he said, as I was about to leave. I turned around one last time. "See you tomorrow." he said, smiling and winking at me. I shuddered and ran quickly to my room to try to fall asleep again.