Warnings: YAOI NON-CON, slight D/s
Kio's eyes blinked open, the lids felt sticky, almost as if they had been coated with something. He looked around, he didn't know where he was, couldn't remember –
Soubi. That's what he remembered, the last thing had been Soubi coming towards him, face set but eyes pained. Then pain. Terrible scorching burning pain everywhere in his body. Pain so strong he had lost consciousness. And in the background Seimei's smirking face.
He rolled over, trying to get up, grunting slightly with the effort. He heard a cut-off sob of pain from nearby and padded towards it, swaying slightly.
"That's it Soubi, you like that don't you? You like the pain.... it is your punishment..." that cold voice, filled with cool, detached, sadistic joy.
"Y- ah! Yes master..." that was Soubi's voice, shaking, struggling for control, obviously in pain. Kio frowned, the concern for his friend giving him the strength to follow the sound.
He would never forget the sight he saw through the crack in the bedroom door. Soubi, beautiful Soubi, his fragile best friend, naked and on all fours as Seimei pounded into his body. A trickle of blood was visible running down his thigh. Seimei was yanking his head back by the hair, using it as if it was a set of reins.
Soubi was shaking, whimpering. Seimei emptied himself inside the older blonde and pulled away, he left, disappearing. The close of the front door made it clear he had left completely.
Soubi collapsed to the floor, curling up slightly as tears spilled down his cheeks and a mixture of blood and Seimei's fluid trickled from him.
Kio watched from behind the door, mouth open. When what he had just seen had sunk in, he limped away, half-running, searching for the bathroom. When he found it he grabbed a flannel lying on the side and soaked it in cool water, then returned to Soubi, kneeling by him.
Trying not to think about what he was doing he began very gently cleaning him, washing away the blood and other fluids from his body, then, when he was clean, he sat there, gently stroking his hair. Soubi stared up at him, eyes full of pain and humiliation.
"I'm sorry..." he whispered.