Title: Toy part 2/3

Author: Enide Dear

Rating: Nc - 17 violence, torture, rape, swearing – the whole shebang

Pairing: RenoxLozxYazooxKadaj

Summary: Reno is caught by the Remnants

Feedback: Will be adored and squeed over

Author's note: Um…yeah…so this is what dearly beloved padawa would call: 'Teacher on too much pear-brandy. Again." Fortunately she's easily distracted by a butt-naked Erestor. *evil cackling laughter*

Yeah, I know the Valenwinds make me all fluffy, but really, I'm evil, evil I tell you! Consider this your first, last and only warning.

And pass the pear-brandy, s'il vous-plait.

I apologise for Yazoo turning out like some sort of cold-blooded psychopath. That wasn't my intent. I do *not* apologise for Kadaj turning out like some sort of sadistic psychopath, however. That was the intent.

And I *love* Loz, so no bashing, please.

Muse: This pic .com/art/Yazoo-Reno-Loz-79703952 NSFW!

Reno woke by a heavy body rolling on top of him, pushing his legs apart. He hadn't meant to sleep at all, but he'd been exhausted, mentally, physically, emotionally. Now he'd pay for that lack of strength and he tried closing his eyes, hard, but that didn't help much.

Yazoo was lying next to him, smiling indulgently and idly playing with Reno's hair, pushing it away from his sweaty and pained face, as Loz grunted inside him.

"It is pretty. But you'll get bored with it within a week, Loz. You always do."

"But I can keep it until then?" Loz licked the corner of his mouth and Reno forced himself to open his lips, to accept the tongue. *Have to keep him wanting me, that's my only chance.*

It wasn't much he could do, still bound and face down on the mattress, but he tried his best; moaning, licking squeezing. It seemed to amuse Yazoo, but Loz's grunts got deeper and Reno had to bite his lip not to wince at the hard thrusts against his bruised ass.

"Oh yes, I want to keep this one," Loz panted as he finally came and Reno could start blinking away tears.

"You'll have to feed it and keep it clean, then." Yazoo got out of bed now the show was over and started to dress, teasing his brother. "I won't do it for you."

"Sure."

Reno was pulled up on his feet, his pants still dangling around his ankles and his torn shirt hanging in tatters over his shoulders. He had to scuffle along as best he could out of the bedroom and into the kitchen were he was pulled down into Loz's lap again. But this time it was just so that he could be fed spoonfuls of cereal and milk from the breakfast table – and being groped a bit – and he ate with ravish hunger. He'd been through Hell in the last twenty-four hours – don'tthinkaboutit,don'tthinkaboutit,dont'thinkaboutthat now - and who knew when he'd eat next? However, he almost choked as Kadaj entered the room, giving his brother and his new toy a thoughtful glance.

"You are feeding him, so I suppose you want to keep him." Kadaj, Reno realised, was the only one of the brothers who referred to him as a person, but he was quite sure that wasn't a good sign. "Do you know who he is yet?"

"No," Loz admitted, crunching cereals himself. "But I like it, and I'll take care of it, I promise."

"Hmm. Well, I need you help today. You'll have to leave him here. We'll take care of him later."

"So I can keep it?"

"For now, yes."

Reno was dumped without further ceremony in a corner, crawling up to try to cover himself from Yazoo, fearing revenge for the bite yesterday, but he needn't had worried. Yazoo spent the day reading a book, not bothering at all with Loz's toy. For Yazoo he might have been an amusing one – night thing, but nothing more. Still, Reno tried to sit very still and not draw any attention to himself, even though his muscles were aching from strain and fear. The tension of not knowing what might happened was tearing at him; his mind kept throwing up half-baked, desperate and stupid plans, or simply wishing single-mindedly for Rude. Every time Yazoo moved, Reno jerked; he felt tense to the point of snapping. But he couldn't allow himself that luxury; he had to keep whatever wits he had about him if he was to escape.

"I can help you with that, yo." Reno's voice was hoarse with the screaming he'd done yesterday, and Yazoo didn't even look up from the dishes.

"Yazoo, right? I can...do that for you." If he could make himself useful, in any way he could, it would be harder for Kadaj to get rid of him. And, Hell, doing dishes compared to constant rape...

Yazoo had stiffened at the sound of is name and turned around, watching Reno with unreadable reptile eyes. Reno swallowed. Rapist psychos shouldn't wear aprons, he was sure there was some law against that.

"I said, I'll do that for you, you know? Dishes, cleaning, washing...Hell, I can even cook!" And for all those things he'd need both his hands free...one hand free, at the very least.

With a sigh, Yazoo turned back to the kitchen and rummaged through a cupboard. He took out something silvery and Reno's heart started to beat faster. A key?

But as Yazoo approached him, he realised what it was.

"No! Hell, no, didn't you hear me? I said I'll help you...mph!" The words died away as Yazoo slapped the duck tape over his mouth.

"Noisy toy," The Remnant patted his cheek and went back to the dishes.

**

By the time Loz and Kadaj returned he was almost grateful for the change of pace and even more grateful when Loz cut the bands on his wrists, allowing him to pull up his pants and cover himself for the first time in what felt like weeks.

"Mother wouldn't like me playing with dirty toys. Get into the shower." He was pushed towards the small cabinet and hurried away frantically hoping for a way out. But the shower had no windows and only one door; and even if he was unbound now, he couldn't take on the brothers unarmed and alone. Cranking up the shower to almost scalding heat, he felt blood and sweat and dried semen wash away, the filth running down into the sewer where it belonged. Water pounded against his head and shoulders, and he wished he could wash his sullied soul as easily.

*Rude…I know you are looking for me. Please, hurry. I'm sorry I didn't listen, but please…just hurry up and get me the Hell out of here.*

Nobody came for him, but finally he felt he couldn't stay in the shower any longer. The water was long since gone cold, anyway. His clothes were still torn and sticky, but he damned well wouldn't go naked, so he pulled them on. Walking very slowly, wishing he had anywhere else to go, anywhere at all, he moved towards the brothers' voices, not wanting to reach them, not knowing what else to do.

They were sitting around the table, Kadaj showing several documents to his brothers but carefully shuffling them aside as Reno came to stand hesitantly at the door.

"Come." He beckoned, and Reno had to obey.

"Look, yo, I don't know anything." He said nervously. "You can just drop me somewhere and I won't even find my way back here, a'right?"

"I told you it talks too much." Yazoo shook his head, making his long hair fly. "And it doesn't say anything interesting either."

"Sit down." Reno winced as he was pushed down on the edge of the table; Kadaj sat before him on the chair. It meant that Reno could look down on the strange Remnant, but it didn't give him any illusion of power or control. Green inhuman eyes studied him for a while, and then Kadaj let one hand slide along Reno's belt, the other caressed away the tattered shirt and teased his nipple.

"Who are you?" He asked, reptile eyes never leaving Reno's.

"I'm…I'm Loz's toy." Reno hated himself for saying, but out of the corner of his eye he could see Loz shift, surprised or pleased. But Kadaj smirked.

"What a very *good* answer. I bet you thought long and hard about that, in the shower. But I don't like lies."

With savage force, he crushed the peaking nipple between his fingers.

Reno howled with the sudden pain, trying to kick and fight, but his arms were grabbed by Yazoo and Loz and pulled up behind his back.

"I'm...I'm nobody! I'm just a punk!" he sobbed, thrashing in the grip. "Stop it, stop it, stop it! Please!"

"Hmmm." Kadaj let go of the bruised flesh and caressed his way to the other nipple. Pain pounded from Reno's crushed and bleeding nipple, mixing with the stark terror in his mind, making thinking hard. "Why were you spying on us?"

This time Kadaj didn't even wait for an answer before pinching and Reno had to gasp the words between the cries that he couldn't stop.

"I…I was – Please stop! Please! – I was just curious. Ahhh, no! I just saw you, and I, I wondered, and you got me, and…Gods, it hurts! Rude! Help me!"

"Rude?" The grip didn't loosened, Kadaj's expression didn't change.

"My partner! Please! I don't know anything, just please stop it!"

Kadaj let him go and smiled wickedly; slowly he opened Reno's pants, seeming to relish the utter fear in the other man's face as he started to fondle his balls.

"No! Please, no, don't!"

"Who. Are. You?" And Kadaj squeezed.

Reno's world turned into pain; it was too much, too much, his balls were being crushed and he would tell them anything, everything if only they stopped, stopped now, but he couldn't talk for screaming.

The crushing grip was suddenly removed, very quickly, and the blazing pain subsided into a throb that rattled his entire body.

"Stop it Kadaj, you are breaking my toys again!" Frustrated, Loz held his smaller brother's hand away; sick to the core with terror Reno scrambled over to Loz, clutching at his leg, nails digging uselessly into leather, seeking refuge with the man who at least just enjoyed raping him.

"I'm sorry Loz." Kadaj didn't seem very sorry at all as he watched the weeping, bleeding toy. "But he knows something, and we have to find out what."

"But I want it, and it's no fun when they're destroyed." Loz petted the red head, and Reno hugged his leg as if it was a lifeline. *Please don't give in Loz, please, please, please, I'll do anything, just don't return me to that fucking madman!* He'd been so very close to revelling that he was a Turk, that he'd even been close to Jenova, and if he did, he knew he'd soon wish he was dead.

"Just for one night. I'll return him tomorrow."

Loz hesitated, and Reno couldn't breathe.

"No," he said finally, but added, "But I'll share. We can play together."

Yazoo had moved over to Kadaj, leaning over his brother's shoulder and nibbling at his neck. Inflicting pain seemed simply to intrigue him, whiles Kadaj relished it and Loz were annoyed with it – as least as long as it was his toys that were being used.

Blessed blackness and unconsciousness loomed up in Reno, but one look at the green fire in the brother's eyes seemed to burn it away; there would be no such relief. *Loz won't let them kill me. He won't let them…break me. Too much. If I do what they say, maybe it won't be so bad, maybe Kadaj won't hurt me…* The whimpering, cowardly thoughts made him shudder with distaste, but he was already bleeding and throbbing with pain; he didn't know how much more he could take.

"Alright. But tie him up first." Kadaj threw Loz a pair of handcuffs, and Reno's arms were wrenched up behind his back. He didn't dare to protest.

"And gag it. It bites." Yazoo pouted, playing with strands of Kadaj's hair.

"Oh, I don't think that will be necessary, will it?" Kadaj fixed Reno with cold eyes.

"No." Reno shook his head, swallowing convulsively. "No, I'll do as you say, anything you say, I promise."

"Good. Come over here."

Loz led him over to the table; Kadaj's hand on his shoulder made him kneel; Yazoo pulled down his pants from his hips, and then there were just pain and sex and leather and hands groping, mouths tasting, and cold, cold eyes grinning down on him.

"So." Kadaj was leaning over him doing – something – that hurt like Hell, but Kadaj asked the question as if they were having a cup of tea. "What have you been doing to my brother? He seems quite infatuated with you."

"Nothing. He just likes to…" *rapemerapemerapeme – no! Don't think about it!* "…fuck me, 'is all."

He bit his lip to hold back a scream at a vicious thrust. Desperately he looked around for Loz, but the burly brother was busy with Yazoo and didn't even look at him.

"Hmm. Good." Kadaj cold green eyes blazed. "Because if you do anything – anything – to hurt either of my brothers….I'll make all of this seem like a beautiful dream. Do you understand?"

But he didn't wait for an answer before leaning forward, pushing Reno's legs back until Reno felt sure his spine would snap.