A/N: YAOIYAOIYAOI! Not work safeness ever exsisted in my stories! :DDD Have fun!
Act X – Rape
The next night, before Matsuda left, he called over to Ryuzaki, "Um, Ryuzaki…Ishtaka-san wanted to see you about something upstairs," He lied.
Ryuzaki nodded and stood. Raito grabbed his arm, "Wait, what about—
"It won't take long, calm down, Raito," Ryuzaki said, removing Raito's hand and continuing to walk. Raito pouted and sighed.
"M-maybe you should just go to bed…I'm sure Ryuzaki would mind meeting you there…" Matsuda said. Raito raised an eyebrow at him and nodded.
"You're right. Besides, I would like to get an even eight hours of sleep this time…" Raito stood up and walked to his room.
He sighed and sat down, kicking off his jeans and taking off his shirt. He crawled under the blankets in just his boxers, curled up against the pillow, and drifted to sleep.
When he woke, he couldn't move his hands. He was on his back, facing the ceiling. He moved his hands; they were bound together, above his head to the bed posts. There was a blindfold on his eyes. He called out quietly for help. He could feel that the blanket was gone. He was so vulnerable right there strapped to the bed in his boxer shorts and nothing else. He heard the door creak and click shut. He felt a cool hand stroke his cheek, and move some hair out of his face.
"Raito…" He said, softly.
"Who….I…Ishtaka-san?!" Raito called. Before he knew it, Hiro was on top of him. He shook in fear.
"Raito-kun. I…I want you. I want you so badly. Can…can I have you? Just tonight? Please?" Hiro asked, looking at Raito's body. He smiled, "You're so smooth. Not a blemish."
He stroked one of Raito's nipples lovingly, "You're…so….beautiful…"
Raito cried out, "S-stop! Let me go!"
Hiro looked down at him, disappointment in his eyes, "If I can't have you,"
He ripped down Raito's shorts and slammed down on his piece. Hard. Raito cried out in pain, as tears welled in his eyes. It hurt. It hurt horribly. Like someone just ripped a hole in his body and poured salt in it.
"Ishtaka…san….stop…" He said weakly.
Hiro's eyes hardened, and he glared at Raito, "No. I want you, and if I can't have you, willingly," He laughed, massaging Raito's throbbing member gingerly. Raito gasped at the feeling. It was…a good feeling…a feeling he hated to admit at the time…he liked…. "I'll take you by force,"
When he spoke, Raito began to panic, and thrust about. Hiro pushed down on his part and the moving ceased, followed by a long, low groan. He smiled.
Hiro removed his own shirt and undid his jeans.
He leaned in to kiss Raito, but Raito turned his head to the side.
In anger, Hiro jammed his knee into Raito's crotch, and Raito called out in pain, tears welling in his eyes more. Hiro turned Raito's head and kissed him.
He stuck his tongue in Raito's mouth, and pushed against his body. Raito couldn't move. He could only strain and try to stop what was going on.
Slowly, Hiro kissed down his body, kissing his waist, "I want your body so much…" He said quietly.
"Please…ha…stop…." Raito begged weakly. "Don't…"
Raito gasped as Hiro kissed his tool, kissing the head, stroking the length and finally taking it in his mouth. Raito groaned because even if he didn't want it to, if felt good. He gasped and groaned, but he tried not to. He was ashamed that he did. The lips against his cock felt so good. So soft, welcoming. He just imagined that it was Ryuzaki, doing it. Anytime it felt good, he could see Ryuzaki, but once Hiro spoke he knew it wasn't. Once he heard his cold voice, he came back to reality.
Hiro came back up to eye level, "Raito-kun…please…enjoy it. I know you like it. I know you like it. You're so hard right now. There's no way you don't,"
Raito shook his head, "I don't like it! I hate it! I hate you!" He shook.
"I hate you! I hate--OOOOH…" Raito moaned as Hiro stuck a finger in his hole.
He pulled it out again, and smiled, "You were saying?"
"Please stop. Please stop. Please…please…I'll do anything if you stop…" Raito begged, tears spilling out of his eyes, "I'll do-hahn….uahnn!"
Hiro stuck in two fingers, sliding them in and out of Raito. He went back to one finger, than three. Raito couldn't do anything but moan, "Raito-kun, this is what I want you to do. I want you to let me fuck you,"
Raito shook his head, "No! Please…stop…"
Hiro shook his head disappointedly, "I'm surprised at you, Raito. I know you like sex." Raito shook as he breathed. He didn't notice that Hiro had taken off his jeans and boxers as well, and had placed his dick at Raito's entrance, "Don't deny it!"
Raito screamed as Hiro pushed into his body with full force. Tears spilled from his eyes as Hiro pumped into him. He called out for help, telling Hiro to stop this. Telling him, begging him to stop.
Hiro kept doing it. He pushed into Raito until he came, then did it some more.
"I'm sorry it came to this! If you would have just let me have you, then I wouldn't have t hurt you like this!" Hiro called over Raito's screams.
Raito screamed and cried. He tried to do anything to get Hiro off of him, but his attempts were useless. He could barely move anymore. Pain was coursing through his whole body. The most he could do was kick, but his lower body hurt so badly, he could barely do that.
"Someone…help me…ahhn…hahhn…Ryuzaki…" Raito called out weakly. Hearing Raito calling out Ryuzaki's name for help sent fury through Hiro's body.
He pushed into Raito with such a force, that he called out in pain as well. Raito screamed, tears staining his face again, sobbing. Hiro was so angry. He pushed onto Raito's body, trying to hurt him. Being as forceful as he could.
Hiro grabbed his waist and thrust into him again.
"Aaguhn! Ryuza—
Hiro pushed his lips against Raito's, cutting off his cry for help. Raito tried to move away, but any time he did Hiro would push in harder.
Hiro pushed in as far as he could go, and smiled at the noises that Raito made. He knew that pure pleasure coursed through his body, as the tip of his head pushed into Raito's prostate.
"AUUUUUUUUUUGHN…" Raito called. Hiro pushed into him again, causing Raito to let out another long, loud moan of pure pleasure, before he came inside of him. Raito just laid there shaking. Hiro smiled.
"I'm sorry it had to come out this way." Hiro kissed Raito gently and smiled, pulling his clothes back on. When he exited the door, he saw Matsuda approaching the room. He had a sick smile on his face.
"Where's Ryuzaki?"
"…Ishtaka-san, I wish I never did this. This is cruel—
Hiro pushed Matsuda against a wall, and pulled his hands over his head, "Do you want to be next?"
Matsuda's eyes widened in fear, as his breath caught in his throat, "A-all I'm saying is—
Hiro presses his body against Matsuda's, "Do you. Want. To. Be. Next? Yes or no?" He slipped his hand under Matsuda's shirt, stroking his warm skin.
"Ah…s-stop…please…no!" Matsuda called out.
Hiro smiled, "Good. Now, where is Ryuzaki?"
"…." Hiro still had his hands above his head, and his body was still pressed against his, and his hand was still touching his skin. At that moment, it occurred to Matsuda that Hiro didn't have any morals, really. If he wanted something, he took it, and sex was his weapon. He was a big man. Taller than most of the people on the force. Matsuda knew that Hiro could easily take him down, "H-he's on the top floor…unconscious…just like….you asked,"
Hiro pressed his lips against Matsuda's, and smiled, "Good,"
He let go of Matsuda and began walking down the hallway. Matsuda fell to the floor, breathing heavily. He peered in the room where Raito was laying, and heard his hushed sobbing.
He walked in quietly, and saw Raito still bound, still vulnerable. The blindfold still in place. He felt horrible. He couldn't believe he'd agreed to help Hiro in the first place.
"Raito…I'm so sorry….I just…I'm sorry…" Matsuda whispered.
Raito tensed at the sound of someone's voice, "p-please…don't….hurt me…."
Matsuda pulled the covers up on Raito, to give him a shred of dignity. He couldn't unbind him, he didn't have a key, and he didn't want Raito to see his face.
"I'm so sorry…" Matsuda whispered before exiting the room.
