SILENT HILL IS OWNED BY KONAMI!

If it seems embarrassing or something to read this, then you haven't read most of the fics in Y!Gallery yet...

Wow, I just realized... This fic had exactly 2000 words in it before this.

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Walter still kept Henry bound with ropes the next morning. Henry let him self to be fed, seeing that he would be forced to eat either way. Slowly and quietly, he finished.

"Good boy..." Walter pet the head, messing up the brown hair. He trailed his hand down to grab the smaller man's chin between his thumb and index finger, lifting it to see those hazel eyes(1) of Henry's... He went down to steal a kiss. Nipping the lips with his teeth and slipping his tongue in with ease.

Henry struggled with a moan. He didn't want this, but it felt so good. He caught himself responding. He thought about biting the other's tongue, but it left his mouth before he had the chance.

Walter grabbed the newspaper from the kitchen counter, reading the headline- 'Man was found dead last night. The numbers 12121 were carved in his chest. This case was very similar to the "Walter Sullivan case..."' He smiled at this. If he just let him die under that tree, he probably wouldn't have number twenty-one- the receivor of wisdom, as a pet right now.

Walter went up to Henry, gagging him with the cloths again. "I'll be right back..." He told the other man. Henry only nodded. Walter took the paper with him. Henry heard the lock being put in place when the blonde man was out of his sight.

He noticed his surrounding again, in a little bit more detail this time. There was a small black television with a built-in VCR, but he couldn't see any videos tapes. There was a clock that said it was about eleven in the morning.

He stood up the best he could without hands and stared at the door. Freedom could be so easy... Why didn't he think of it last night? He started kicking the door. There wasn't a peep-hole for this apartment so he couldn't tell if it was attracting anyone. He could only kick, and that just what he did. He kicked hard enough to make dent marks, even with his bare feet. 'Come on!' He thought, now putting his full weight against the door.

He jumped back on the floor when he heard the jingling of keys from the other side. 'Shit...' He hid his head behind his legs.

"Henry..." Came the deep voice he dreaded so much. "Don't think I didn't hear your stupid attempt to escape. I wasn't that far away when I heard you banging against the door."

'Dammit...' Walter started dragging him by the hair, making Henry scream through the material in his mouth. He was dragged to the bathroom and was thrown in. He could hear Walter going through the closet again. He knew what was going to happen now...

"If only you weren't so damn stubborn, I wouldn't have to do this to you!" Walter yelled, bringing in a coil of rope with him. Henry didn't bother fighting this time. He knew how much stronger Walter was, so it would be a pointless fight. The newly obtained rope squeezed around his ankles, and he was lifted up and placed on the clean toilet.

'Dammit!' As though he wasn't embarrassed enough... The door closed behind the blonde, and Henry was finally able to shed some tears. It was just one stupid mistake that costed him his life. If only he had waited longer...

He lost track of the time between then and when he heard the door being opened. "Henry, I'm back." He kept his eyes closed, not wanting Walter to see how broken down he was right now. He was lifted up and brought to the bedroom again. He was dropped on his back against the soft bed. He noticed that Walter was coatless again. He only seems to be after he's back from where ever he goes...

"I missed you, Henry... Did you miss me?" He climbed over Henry to nip his ear. He removed the cloths to take over his mouth with two of his fingers. Henry took the chance immediately to bite those fingers- hard. "Ah!" he took them out and slapped the younger man's face with the same hand. "I was going to make it easier on you, but now I guess I'll have to take you dry!"

"N-No!" Henry scream while he was being flipped over on his stomach. He could hear a zipper being unzipped. "No! D-Don't!" He could feel the head over his virgin anus. "Stop!"

"Stop?" How can I stop when I've been thinking about doing this to you the second I first layed eyes on you?"

"Aaah!" Henry screamed in pain. Walter didn't hesistate in making it painful to the other under him.

"You know... This will feel much... Better if... You just relax." Walter whispered to him.

Then, Henry screamed again. He wasn't sure it was even his voice... It wasn't the bloody scream that he would expect to come out of his mouth.

"You see? Now this isn't so bad, is it?" The man under him couldn't answer. His mind was too clouded over to even think straight.

"Walter..." The brunette squeaked.

Walter chuckled. "Good boy... You're a fast learner..." He whispered before arching back. He got out and layed next to Henry. "You're a very good boy in bed... Now if only you could be that good out of it..."

"You bast-ah!" Henry received a nice slap on his ass before finishing his sentence.

"If only I could trust you enough to remove your bindings..." Walter buried his face in that brown hair. "If only..." Henry thought about talking back, but he was in enoughed pain as it is.

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(1) I can't tell what color his eyes really are, but every body else says hazel...