I loved the way Sting acted as Feyd in Dune. But I thought weird how he acted submissively around his uncle. Not that this is an explanation. Just a little one-shot. Some disturbing content so beware.
Nightly visits
Feyd woke up the minute his uncle entered the room. He didn't move or open his eyes, pretending he was asleep. He was curious, yes. Why would the Baron visit his nephew at this time of the night? But he knew that, if he asked now, he would never get an answer. He felt the weight of someone sitting on his bedside, and his sharp earing picked up light machinery sounds.
Vladimir Harkonnen waited a full five minutes before moving. No training could have prepared Feyd for what came next. He felt hits all over his torso, felt bone cracking, bruises forming. But his uncle was not moving. The na-Baron was being tested, both physically and mentally. And it hurt. But he knew better than shout or sob. It would only get him killed.
The heir was already convulsing when it stopped. He still didn't move. He didn't feel like moving. Or even opening his eyes, for that matter. Soft touches on his naked chest brought him out of his stupor. He prayed his uncle would just go away. The younger man shivered involuntarily. This only seemed to amuse further the Baron. Feyd couldn't concentrate on one thing for more than two seconds with his uncle's hands finding his soft spots like that.
When the older Harkonnen's hands caressed his lower back, a jolt was sent down his spine. This time, though, Feyd couldn't hold back a pained moan. After a momentary stop, his uncle started massaging that zone, watching contently as his nephew writhed. Feyd whimpered, why wouldn't he go away?
As if hearing him, the Baron stopped. By then, the na-Baron was shivering incessantly. Vladimir covered his nephew with the bed sheets, bent down, and whispered:
-Good night, - then added, sarcastically – sleeping beauty.
He laughed and left. Feyd curled on himself, bringing his knees to his chest, and letting something happen that hadn't happened since he was a child, ten years old.
He let hushed tears run down his pale face.
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