Summary: Devil took the opportunity to forever bound Jin within his grasp. Based on Kazuya's T4 prologue and epilogue with a twist.
Warning/s: Rated for explicit sexual content and dark themes. Also, warning for the author's first attempt at writing a lemon…. (I'm serious this time dudes. Read at your own risk.)
Rating: NC-17
Amidst the lush forest enshrouded in a dense fog, the massive temple of Honmaru stood. Two men entered its great walls and were welcomed by inky darkness. Only flimsy torches lighted their path as they trudged the endless halls towards their destination.
SLAM!
Heihachi Mishima pushed open the large wooden doors, revealing Jin Kazama who was suspended from the ceiling, unconscious and bound in chains. Kazuya approached Jin.
"So you were with him after all, my half..." Kazuya finally spoke, voice settling too deep a baritone to be distinguished as human. His eyes gave off an eerie red glow as the dimly lit room further distorted his visage.
"Who are you?" Heihachi asked, perturbed. He felt something was amiss. From the way his son spoke, he assumed that he wasn't talking to Kazuya, himself.
"Hmp. I am what you refer to as "Devil"," the creature sneered in response, "Twenty years ago, I lost a part of myself when you nearly killed me."
The possessed Kazuya stared at Jin,"Now, I'll retrieve what's rightfully mine from him. The time has come for my resurrection!"
Heihachi staggered a few steps back. Inevitable fear shot through his system. Whatever this being was right in front of him, it was vile and corrupt.
"You saved me the trouble of having to search for him," Devil continued, "For your troubles; I'll give you a taste of my power!"
"Aagh!" Heihachi was thrown off meters away when Devil's glowing eyes flashed for a brief second; the impact knocking the older Mishima out cold.
"What's the matter? Didn't your science provide all the answers you needed... about my power?"
With Heihachi taken care off for the moment Devil recommenced the continuation of his plans. Raising his hand, he summoned forth a dark aura that enveloped Jin's body.
Intricate markings appeared on the younger man's flawless skin, signaling Devils attempt to call out the demon within him, yet nothing more seemed to have happened.
"Why won't you change?"
Realization, then, hit him like a ton of bricks.
"Is it because of the Kazama blood?"
It couldn't be. He was so close to obtain what he had lost for more than two decades, and now this little miscalculation became a nuisance to him.
"My turn."
"Argh! Kazuya, what are you do--- It can't be..." he dropped on his knees.
Devil was interrupted as Kazuya took control once more.
"As expected from the legendary Kazama bloodline, but not good enough," Kazuya stood, smiling cruelly at the new scheme he conjured up. "Rise, Kazama Jin!"
Jin snapped out of his induced sleep and broke free from the chains. He fell on the cold, hard floor in an ungraceful heap, still weak and disoriented.
"…Ugh…" Jin groaned. His mind was blank as the previous events were a blur to him. He couldn't move a single muscle let alone move properly. Even opening his eyes took a lot of effort. 'Where am I?' He tried to focus his hazy vision at the figure lurking a few feet away.
It was him.
"Kazuya," Jin spat the name with much vehemence. Of all the times this had to happen, it had to be now! If only he had the strength he needed, he would have unleashed hell's fury on the man whom he doesn't want to recognize as his father.
"In the flesh," Kazuya snorted. "I'm here to awaken the Devil gene within you whether you like it or not," he declared, closing the gap between them.
Each step the man took fueled Jin's paranoia. What in the world was Kazuya going to do?
Kazuya flopped down beside Jin a little too close for comfort.
Jin's eyes widened as Kazuya discarded every article of clothing he wore.
"N-no!" Jin stammered. He now knew where this was leading to.
"You're catching up real fast."
"Stop!"
Kazuya ripped off the boxers that were getting in his way then flipped Jin over, making him lie on his back. The young Kazama feebly struggled against the powerful arms that were fondling him only to be backhanded on the face. The intensity of the hit split his lower lip; the coppery taste of blood caused him to flinch.
"Stay still," Kazuya hissed. Contrary to his previous statement, he wanted to see Jin squirm beneath his grasp. The feistier his prey, the better. He was disappointed at the pathetic display of resistance his son showed though. No matter. He always gets what he wants. Sadistic as he was, Kazuya would make the greatest of pleasures into the most painful of all tortures. Negative emotions were the key to unlock the gene's potential. So using the entire situation to his advantage, he would impart Jin the worst memory he could give.
Kazuya ran a finger on the bare skin before him, smirking when he got the desired effect as Jin shivered. He grabbed hold of the flesh in between his captive's legs and pumped it mercilessly.
"Ungh!" the young Kazama suppressed a low moan. Kazuya's ministrations aroused him. His mind might have repulsed the idea but his body remained brutally honest. Involuntarily getting excited by this form of pleasure disgusted him.
"Ahh!" he gasped as he felt something warm and wet on his semi-erect cock. Jin's eyes widened yet again at the sight of Kazuya giving him a blowjob. The sensation of a tongue licking and a mouth sucking him off was amazing. He almost prematurely ejaculated right then and there. As virgin, Jin had no sexual encounters with another person, but he knew it was more satisfying than self-masturbation. Although it wasn't fully the case, Jin was more disturbed by the fact that he was surrendering his virginity to Kazuya of all people.
Jin covered both his hands over his mouth to muffle the noises he made. He wasn't able to defend himself anyway.
Kazuya's head continued to bob up and down as he took the shaft faster and deeper into the confines of his mouth, smirking the entire time. The taste of precum danced at the tip of his taste buds like tangy citrus. He sickeningly enjoyed the scene of his son acting like a bitch in heat craving for release. Keeping the dark humor to himself, he held Jin's hips down when he suddenly arched up to ride off the blissful explosion of coming.
"I…hate you." Jin spat, face flushed and out of breath.
Kazuya paid no heed at the words thrown at him. He sputtered a bit of cum he hadn't swallowed and slicked his fingers evenly.
"Don't hate me just yet. That was just the appetizer." Kazuya lifted Jin's leg over his shoulder, exposing him fully.
"What are you---" Jin was cut off when a foreign intrusion was plunged in his tight hole.
The digits stretched the tight ring of muscle slowly, occasionally brushing a distinct bundle of nerves that caused him to see stars. The older Mishima marveled the way the tight heat took in his fingers and clamped own on them suggestively.
"You're ready," Kazuya retracted his fingers, untying the knot of his gi pants. He freed his own erection out for the fabric, assuming position at Jin's entrance.
"Aaaghh!"
"Uhn!"
Jin and Kazuya simultaneously breathed out their screams and grunts when the older of the two pushed his way inside in one powerful thrust.
"Pull out! Pull out!" Jin screamed, tears running down his cheeks. The feeling of penetration was in par with being torn in half or worse.
"Shout all you want. No one can hear you."
The delicious heat engulfing Kazuya's member drove him wild, but it was also painful for him to proceed any further. Looking down at his son, a sudden alien feeling crawled its way through him. It pushed logic aside as he couldn't hold back and sank his sharp canines on Jin's shoulder. What was that all about?
After waiting for Jin to adjust to his size, he made a couple of thrusts. Jin groaned in response, slowly feeling the pain dull.
Jin encircled his arms over Kazuya's neck as if clinging for dear life, not noticing blood ooze out from his shoulder nor the fact that his erection throbbed back to life.
Kazuya quickened his pace and angled the thrusts against Jin's sweet spot.
"A-aah! Uhn!" This time, Jin moaned wantonly, surprising even Kazuya.
Kazuya strangely found it erotic. The way Jin mewled and purred stirred the snake-like coiling in the pits of his belly.
"Say my name," he ordered.
Never had Kazuya been so impulsive before. Was he just too caught up in the moment?
"K-kazuya… Kazuya! Kazuya!" Jin moaned his name like some sort of mantra. The pleasure halted any coherent thought he had, and threw reason out the window. He couldn't find himself to care anymore.
Both came heavily at the same time, howling in sheer ecstasy. The deed was done as Kazuya implanted his seed to activate the dormant Devil gene. He licked off the blood from Jin's wound hungrily, caressing the body before him after pulling out.
Jin fell unconscious for the second time within the arms of the enemy. He didn't know why, but for the first time in years, he fell into a dreamless sleep. A sleep so deep, no nightmare would dare be present. He felt like he belonged there. He felt… safe.
Kazuya stared at him with wonder. The bite marks faintly glowed red before completely healing up, leaving no traces; not even a scar. Then, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. The parasitic bastard wasn't just in there enjoying the show from a front row seat. Devil did something to him. He knew it.
"Don't fret, Kazuya. I merely wanted us to reunite with our other half."
"What are you yammering about?"
"I honestly have not expected the interference of the Kazama lineage, but after observing your plans, I also discovered that absorbing my essence from our half's body wouldn't be enough."
"So you opted to do this instead. What of the bite marks? You made me mark him, didn't you?"
"Naïve, boy. What those things represent are mating symbols. We are now bonded with him for life, Kazuya. We are now one!"
Kazuya was speechless. He mated with his own son.
'Priceless.'
Devil was amused at his expression. The creature was about to add his two cents worth when an explosion blew the ceiling to smithereens. An army of Jack-5s stormed into the room armed with heavy artillery.
"Better make a break for it while you still can."
"Tch."
Kazuya lifted Jin bridal-style and transformed into his demonic form. He flew out of there, carrying his mate with him to safety.
Millions of thoughts raced through his head. What Devil had said was a bunch of malarkey in his opinion. But seeing the person tucked in his arms quietly indulge in the warmth of his embrace made him sigh in temporary defeat. He'll let this go for now.
All will fall to place in due time.
A/N: I am so totally going to hell for this but I hope some of you enjoyed it. Review please! Feedback is very much helpful. And for those who carried on with reading this fic and deliberately hates the ideas of slash or yaoi, please save your breaths and pretend that you ever read anything. Thank you.
