You guys seemed really excited about this one, so I did it as quickly as I could!

Again, I'm sorry for hurting poor Kiku TTATT

Kiku wasn't going to feel anything.

His body was not going to register the sensation of the pirate's touch.

And he absolutely was not going to come as a result of the impending assault. Absolutely not.

He was mentally preparing himself when Arthur began to remove his jacket. Kiku looked up at him, his brown eyes aflame.

Arthur chuckled. "That is such a nice look for you. A perfect, cherry blossom-like face distorted with an emotion as vile as raw hatred." He inhaled deeply, shrugging the jacket off of his shoulders and onto the floor. "Ahh…I am truly going to enjoy this." With the last word, he grabbed Kiku's hips and dragged them up to his own. This caught Kiku off guard, sending him backwards to hit his already sore head on the hard, wooden floor.

"Ngh…"He grunted. "Be careful." He went to rub his head, but was reminded by a burning pain and the sound of chains that his arms were restrained. He looked up to see a sinister grin on the pirate's face. "Well? What are you waiting for? Do it." Kiku didn't want this to last any longer than it had to.

"Mm? I'm afraid you're not in any position to be ordering me around, love."

Kiku hadn't really engaged in activities of a sexual nature, and never with another man, but he did at least know how the act should be carried out. If the books he'd read and the stories he'd heard were accurate, then there would be some preparation for the person on the bottom, followed by agony, and then pleasure, but he hoped against hope that the brute would finish before Kiku could humiliate himself by coming after being penetrated. He again willed himself not to feel anything.

Kiku's resolve faltered once Arthur took hold of his manhood and pumped it roughly. It hurt, of course, having such a sensitive area handled in such an insensitive manner, but there was another more pleasant feeling that dwelled after the pain had gone. It took most of his willpower not to cry out at the sudden sensation. He looked at Arthur again, and knew by the grin on the Brit's face that he could tell that Kiku was a virgin. He bit his tongue in order to stifle a noise that tried to escape his mouth.

"Oh…" Arthur breathed. "What an innocent reaction. How cute." He flashed Kiku another grin and stared right into his eyes as he stroked him again. And again. And again.

"Hn…" Kiku grunted and concentrated on the backs of his eyelids. He wasn't used to this sensation, but wasn't about to let it overtake him. He quickly thought of the old woman that lived in the hut down the road from his own home. He tried to remember every wrinkle, gray hair, and raised mole that adorned the woman's stout person. He thought of fish that had been infested with parasites, and tried to remember the smell, too. He ignored the heat that was building up inside his belly as it crept up through his chest and tried to invade his head.

Kiku's mind went from old women to rotting fish to water to ships to pirates to—it wasn't working. All he could see was the rugged blonde who was fondling him intently, his green eyes dark with lust. Suddenly, the heat and strange sensation growing within Kiku's stomach sharpened to a single point, and burst out of him, wet, sticky, and white. He didn't realize that he was holding his breath until after he came. He gasped as his body convulsed, unable to control his breathing. A warm numbness started to overtake him, and he went limp.

Great. He had failed. But his reaction was only natural after being handled so expertly. Wasn't it?

"Mmhm…" Arthur chuckled and bit his lower lip. "Don't faint yet, love. You aren't the only one who gets to feel good." He then wiped from Kiku's stomach some of the sticky white substance that had come out of him and proceeded to prepare the smaller man for what was coming next.

Kiku's stomach dropped and he twitched as he felt cold fingers near his opening, nearly screaming when one of them was pushed into him. The pain was worse than Kiku had imagined; it burned as the finger stretched him and ached as it went in deeper. He had no idea how anything else would fit inside him if only one finger hurt this much. It was all he could do not to start sobbing, not only because of the pain, but also the humiliation of being unwillingly penetrated by another man.

"Why are you so quiet? At least let me hear you breathe," Arthur said as he slid another finger into the smaller man. He worked his fingers around, and Kiku continued to twitch while occasionally releasing a whimper of pain. He couldn't take anymore; he tried to tell the Englishman to stop, but the words died in Kiku's throat. His pain was too intense for him to focus on anything, and the way that Arthur was forcing his thighs down caused the wounded one to sting and bleed profusely. Tears leaked out of his tightly shut eyelids, and he tried not to make any noise.

A third finger was added, and Kiku bit his lip. If he could help it, he wasn't going to give the criminal the satisfaction of hearing him scream. The pain wracked his body, and Kiku could feel something warm drip down his chin. He had bitten into his lip, drawing blood.

"Well. That looks quite painful, love." Arthur wiped up the blood with his free hand and leaned down toward Kiku's mouth. He licked the smaller man's trembling bottom lip, grinned, and snatched his embedded fingers out of him.

Kiku's only reaction was a twitch and a soft gasp. Then there was silence. He opened his eyes and saw the blonde frowning down on him. "You're not making this very fun for me, pigeon."

Kiku glared at him with all the intensity he could with tears in his eyes. "I apologize," he grunted when his insides throbbed. "I am not experienced with this type of thing."

"Allow me to teach you, then."

Suddenly, Kiku was flipped onto his knees and forearms. He felt hands grip his hips and something hot graze his backside. He tried to stop the man, but his hands were still tied. No, he thought. Don't…

And then: pain. It was a thousand times sharper than before. He felt his skin tear back there, and a hot liquid that was most likely blood trickled down the inside of his thigh. His body moved on its own, convulsing to alleviate the pain. He let out a shaky breath as he concentrated on the sting in his wounded leg. Arthur was still pushing into him, steadily increasing Kiku's agony. Kiku gritted his teeth and tightly shut his eyes.

Finally, he felt Arthur's hips against his backside, meaning that he must have been all of the way in. He relaxed a bit, only to be overtaken by a more intense pain as Arthur pulled back. He gasped, unable to hold in his voice. It hurt so much that he thought he was going blind until he realized his eyes were full of tears. As Arthur pushed himself back in, Kiku moaned in anguish.

Arthur continued moving, and Kiku continued to utter sounds of agony. He thought of how helpless he was in this situation, and wished that he had just stayed in China with his brother. Why was this happening to him? He didn't remember doing anything to anger any of the kami he knew of. All he did was keep to himself, and the consequence of that was currently boring into him and sending him into a daze of red-hot pain.

Kiku felt the pain dull a bit, and the thrusts stop altogether. Arthur was doing something. His hands moved from Kiku's hips to his lower back, where he pushed Kiku down so that his stomach nearly met his thighs and his chest touched the floor. With an almost musical clinking, his hands were no longer bound to the wall, however, they were still tied together. "H-huh…?" Kiku had started to question his abuser when he started thrusting into him again with more force.

"A-haah…!" Kiku was suddenly filled with the pleasant feeling from before, only it was a more concentrated version of it. He was unable to stop himself from voicing his reaction to the sensation. "Mm…" He clawed at the floor with his bound hands, trying to get away. "Ah…s-stop…" He didn't want to feel good. He couldn't. Again he concentrated on the pain in his wounded leg.

However, that had the opposite effect of what Kiku wanted. Somehow, the pain mixed with the pleasure and created a whole new sensation that made Kiku want to moan. He resisted as best as he could; only whimpering occasionally.

Arthur bent down and whispered into Kiku's ear. "Come on, let me hear that lovely voice of yours." He thrust into Kiku harder as he said this, hitting something inside Kiku that made him tremble. Somehow he was hard again. As his thighs quivered on their own, Kiku felt Arthur move his hand down between his legs and take Kiku in his hand. He stroked him, more gently than before. Kiku tried to keep in his voice, but Arthur's ministrations were ruining his efforts. Another moan escaped his lips.

"Mm-hm, that's better." Another thrust, right into that spot.

A gasp. "Uh…n-no—" Kiku was cut off by a wave of pleasure.

"Go ahead, love," Arthur breathed. "Perhaps you can say my name?" Another thrust.

Kiku choked back a sob. "N-no. N—AH! Never…" He could taste something salty, and realized it was his own tears. "Never…"

"We'll see about that," Arthur said as he grunted and turned Kiku over so that he was facing him. Kiku averted his eyes, not wanting to look at the person who was so relentlessly torturing him. He brought his bound hands up to cover his face.

"Oh, allow me to repair that," Arthur said, bringing out his dagger. Kiku started to panic, but with a jerk he realized that Arthur had cut his hands free. He immediately brought them to his mouth, trying to muffle his gasps and moans. Arthur grinned as he spread Kiku's legs wider and slowly, deliberately, thrust into Kiku's prostate. Kiku's eyes unfocused as the sensation caused his already throbbing erection to twitch and his breath to hitch in his throat. He wondered how much longer he would have to endure this. He could feel his stomach tightening and everything going down to his pelvis. He was about to come. Again.

"Haah…n-no…" Kiku couldn't catch his breath. It was too hot. This amazing feeling was humiliating him. He opened his eyes to see Arthur breathing heavily, sweating, and biting his lip. For some reason, the sight pushed Kiku over the edge, and he came, hard.

His release landed on his stomach, his chest, and some of it even reached his collarbone. Kiku didn't even know that he had cried out when he came, causing Arthur to come, too. He thought he'd heard Arthur say something, but Kiku couldn't make out what it was as his eyes unfocused and he lost consciousness.

Phew! Had to stop and recover from multiple nosebleeds!

Anyway, thanks for reading and reviews would be appreciated!

Bye for now~