Heart of Ice
Chapter 4
A/N- thank you all for the reviews. It really keeps me motivated to work hard everyday on HOI. A shout out to Vanialex, Lovely-Dark-Shadows, KisunaFuji, and of course Cuckoo (Yuri is now changed to Yuuri. So sorry for the confusion! I might go back to the previous chapters tomorrow and edit them)
You guys are awesome!
Also this chapter deals with issues regarding heavy drug and opioid use. Because of this I was really inspired by the song 'Me Me Me' by Teddyloid, . Once you listen to it I'm sure you'll understand why….I don't recommend you actually watch the music video unless you're over 17 years old. Its rated M for a reason kids!
Lemons ahead!
Anyway, enjoy!
Heart of Ice
Chapter 4
Yuuri was lifted onto a crisp white stretcher gently, and wheeled over to the first examination table.
Victor had interrogated the Katsuki family relentlessly into giving him Yuuri's medical history. He gave the file to the hired doctors who were sworn to protect Yuuri's privacy by law…HIPPA or something like that.
It was only when Victor sat the Katsuki family down did he explain to them the I formation his private detective had given him.
He left out the detail of Yuuri selling himself, but other than that his family deserved to know the truth after a year and a half of worry.
He was received by them in a manner which lacked the warmth the had previously been given.
They knew the reason their son had disappeared was because of Victor. Still, they hadn't shut him out completely.
Victor found out Yuuri had been in contact with his family. He sent them money and only called them twice to let them know he was fine, but not to try to look for him.
The calls were brief, and always ended with Yuuri sobbing.
" He just cried and said-"
"Mama… taihen m-mōshiwakearimasen…"
Mom I'm so sorry…
"calls have been coming in less and less," his mother cried into her husbands shoulder "his voice is different too! H-he's so sad. I can hear it so clearly that he wants to come home but can't. The last call was the worst…"
Yuuri's mother cried uncontrollably, her shoulders shaking as if she couldn't go on.
Yuuri's father wrapped his arms around his wife and squeezed her tightly
The man held his wife, then sent Victor a withering glare.
"He was on speaker phone… Everyone heard." The Japanese elder said in a harsh voice "Someone was hurting my boy. I don't think he meant to call us, but we heard everything none the less. A man was….."
Yuuri's father stopped, his voice breaking as he remembered it.
"Yuuri was being raped. He cried out like a dying animal. It was the worse sound I had ever heard. He begged the man to stop, we could hear our son being beat, and then when the beating was over we could hear nothing but our son crying out like a small child."
"He cried out for his mother for what seemed like ages, and then…." Yuuri's father stopped attempting to compose himself. "and then he cried out for you, Victor"
Now ,as Victor watched Yuuri's lilith form being undressed on the examination table, he thought on all of this.
Meanwhile, Chris, Yurio, and Phichit stood against a wall far from where the doctors worked.
Yurio had his arms crossed and looked down at his feet as they undressed Yuuri.
Chris watched quietly, from a distance, knowing words were not needed at the moment.
Phichit, on the other hand , sat on the floor with his knees drawn up to his chest. He tried not to pick at his nails, but the stress was clearly getting the better of him.
"They have a lot of work to do, guys." Victor said "if you want to go back to your rooms, I can update you when the doctor's are done."
All three men nodded in exhaustion, then left a moment later, except for Yurio who stood by the door for a moment longer
The blond had his blue eyes locked onto Yuuri's unconscious form. Something vulnerable flickered behind Yurio's eyes causing Victor's mouth to part slightly and eyes widen.
Then, just as suddenly, it was gone.
"Don't fuck this up ,Victor." The blond Russian said, blue eyes flashing dangerously.
"The last time I saw him ,before he became this ...thing….there was so much pain in his expression . I thought he might die from it. When Yakov told him you had left , I could see something burn out in him. I didn't realize how much light he had in him, until now."
Victor stared at the blond and nodded.
"I know what you mean."
Yurio gave no indication he had heard him as he walked out the door and shut it behind him.
Turning back to the examination table, Victor steadied himself. It was going to be a long night.
He looked at his watch.
1:45am
Hours passed, but still the examination hadn't been complete. There was so much to deal with, so much damage.
Victor sat by Yuuri's side, holding his ring less hand in his own. Victor himself still wore the gold band Yurri had given him.
He didn't dwell on it though. He couldn't.
Victor couldn't think of anything else except for Yuuri's bruised hips and thighs. His icy blue eyes trailed back up Yuuri's delicate body until he saw the tale tell signs of bruising around his neck.
Someone had choked him recently, Victor thought, feeling murderous.
More bruises on his back along with track marks in the crook of his arms.
The doctors had administered a catheter into Yuuri's urethra and pulled samples of urine to be tested.
Opioids, and lots of it.
No wonder Yuuri acted so erratic.
Finally one of the older doctor approached him with a serious expression. Victor didn't like it.
"Many people who work in the sex industry rely on uppers, especially men." One of the doctors explained as he pulled at one of Yuuri's eyelids "Yes, you see? There. The pupils are practically pinpoints. There was once a group of teen boys I treated that had been trafficked for years, as sex slaves. All of them were addicted to opioids, and treating them was a difficult thing. I imagine this won't be easy either, Mr. Nikiforov but you need to stay strong. The worse is yet to come."
"How much worse can this get?" Victor asked, holding onto Yuuri's soft hand even tighter.
"For the next week Mr. Katsuki will be in the process of detoxing.
" If he hadn't been using for very long there's a chance this wont affect him long-term."
The doctor took off his round glasses to rub his tired eyes.
"Longterm?"
The doctor nodded "weakened immune system, respiratory depression which means no competitive skating for the rest of his life, and of course gastric issues….but he seems like he could bounce back from this with intensive treatments and rehabilitation…if he can follow through."
Victor nodded.
"Whatever it takes, whatever he needs I'll take care of it. Money is no issue, all I ask if for privacy. This is a delicate situation."
"Right," the doctor sighed rubbing his brow "Now onto something I find we should address next….we've found evidence of violent rape, as well as signs of past trauma to his rectum. On the outside there is some slight swelling and scars from past tears, but inside we've found scaring that's indicated severe hemorrhaging. It's a wonder how he hasn't died yet. The opioids he took most likely dulled his senses. They tend to do that. I imagine he took them to ease the pain and reality of being penetrated so violently."
Oh Yuuri….
"Now as for the detox. Its going to begin with dizziness and severe sweating and nausea. He's going to become extremely sick like a bad case of the flu. When that happens expect him to try and bargain with you. He'll do anything for a fix and he'll say anything. Don't believe a word of it. I wouldn't put your guard down until after he's clean. We don't know how long its been since he's had a fix, so we plan to keep him under for a bit longer to pump his stomach."
Victor reached out to stoke Yuuri's face.
"Also I'm relived to say that Mr. Katsuki is clean of any sexually transmitted diseases. We got lucky there, but not by much. There's still so much damage, but first we need to focus of the detox before any real therapy can begin."
Victor just wanted all of this to be over, but nodded none the less.
He had a fantasy that when Yuuri opened his eyes he would smile up at Victor and ask him for some Katsudon. He wouldn't remember the last year and a half, and everything would be back to normal.
"Do what you have to do." Victor sighed as he held Yuuri's hand.
When Yuuri woke up the first thing he noticed was the soft bed beneath him. At first he thought he was back at his apartment.
He tried rubbing his eyes ,but found his wrists were bound.
"wha-"
"Yuuri," came a soft Russian voice.
Yuuri froze. The events of the night before were coming back to him. He locked eyes with the Russian and cried out in a panic.
No!
Yuuri fought madly against the binds that also held his ankles too. He had slack enough to bend his knees to his chest, but not enough to jump to his feet.
He jerked himself, arching his back off the bed and screamed.
And he didn't stop screaming.
Victor sat silently by his side with an unreadable expression in his eyes.
He had one leg crossed over the other, and arms folded across his chest.
He gave no expression as the young man continued to struggle.
They were alone now, and all evidence of the doctors examination, save for the bed straps, were gone.
"Let me go! You have no fucking right to keep me here! This is kidnapping you son of a bitch!" Yuuri cried, falling back helplessly against the pillows.
He was scrubbed clean now.
He wore soft, white, cotton pajama pants, with a white v-neck which was just as soft. Victor made sure he washed off the makeup from Yuuri's face himself. He did so lovingly, almost crying when he was finished. THIS was the Yuuri he remembered.
His long hair was combed, and Victor wasn't ashamed to admit he spent over an hour stroking it away from Yuuri's face. He planted kisses all over the younger mans face while he slept, knowing what would come when Yuuri woke.
"Yuuri," Victor spoke quietly, his silver hair covered his left eye, "Your still high. You need rest now. "
" Let me out of this fucking bed."
"No."
"Let me out of THIS FUCKING BED VICTOR!" Yuuri shouted, pulling against the binds that held him.
"I SAID NO!" Victor shot out of his seat, taking Yuuri's wrists in his and pinned them down over his head.
Yuuri stopped struggling, shocked that Victor had surprised him this way.
Victor's face was inches from his own ,and then quite suddenly, it wasn't.
Victor had closed the distance between them and kissed Yuuri passionately. Yuuri fought at first, twisting his head this was and that.
However, after a few moments Yuuri stopped and accepted the kisses. He submitted and allowed Victor's tongue to part his lips and fill his mouth.
The kiss was hungry yet tender, unlike the kisses he received from his clients or even Alexander. It was warm and for a moment Yuuri lost himself in that kiss.
When Victor did pull away, he noticed something that nearly made his eyes fill his tears.
Yuuri was….blushing.
Victor smiled down at the younger man and held the sides of his face in his hands.
He's still my little Katsudon piglet, Victor thought as he looked deeply into Yuuri's eyes.
When Yuuri didn't answer Victor kissed him again, and again, and again….
Their kisses became deeper and more passionate. By this time Victor had straddled the young Japanese man and began stroking his body.
Yuuri found his body responding to Victor's hands and a moment later he felt Victors cock harden against him.
It was all a haze of passion that Yurri hadn't before felt. Victor's touches were gentle and precise. He had enough slack on his binds that Yuuri could open his legs to allow Victor to lay between them.
"Tell me you want me to take you." Victor breathed as he slid his hands up Yuuri's white shirt. "say it with your own words, or I'll stop all of this now."
Yuuri could feel himself blushing.
What the fuck was that about?
Victor's hands now slid beneath the waistband of his pants, and Yuuri could no longer take it.
"Fuck me you Russian piece of shit!" Yuuri begged then lifted his head to kiss Victor again. "Take all of me. Now, before I change my mind!"
Victor didn't need to be told again. His hands had pulled down Yuuris pants to his ankles revealing his smooth lilith body to him.
Yuuri's member was already painfully hard as he lowered himself to put it in his mouth.
Yuuri cried out. It had been ages since someone sucked him off. Usually he was the one who serviced his clients, so the act itself came as a surprise.
Victor worked Yuuri's cock with his mouth lovingly, but pulled away as Yuuri neared the edge.
"Beg me Yuuri, tell me what you want me to do." Victor growled stroking Yuuri's inner things until he reached the young mans soft ass.
"Ride me Victor, do it now!" Yuuri practically screamed, spreading his legs farther apart. "dominate my ass like you've always wanted. I want it inside!"
"want Yuuri?" Victor teased lifting his fingers to his mouth.
"please…" Yuuri panted struggling against the binds "fuck me Victor."
That was all Victor needed. He made quick work stretching out Yuuri with his fingers, but the young mans body was so relaxed that he didn't need to spend much time on that.
"Tell me." Victor breathed.
He had unbuckled his pants until his large cock sprang out, and began stroking the outside of Yuuri's hole gently.
"mhh!" Yuuri moaned aloud.
Victor rubbed harder. He took Yuuri's as cheeks in both hands and spread them wide.
"Tell me how much you need me Yuuri. Let me hear you!"
Yuuri couldn't take it anymore.
"fuck me like you might lose me again, fuck me like a woman, fuck me so hard I won't want anyone else inside me but you!" Yuuri said breathlessly "God, I hate you so much….FUCK ME VICTOR!"
And that's exactly what he did.
Victor held the head of his cock against Yuuri's ass and pushed. The tip was in and Yuuri wiggled, his body begging for more.
There was a wet slippery sound as Victor pushed in more. Yuuri's eyes shot open and rolled to the back of his head.
"I've dreamed of you taking my ass since I was fourteen, Victor!" Yuuri licked his lips "don't hold back!"
Victors hands went to the back of Yuuri's knee and one quick movement later he was inside of Yuuri.
He pounded his cock into the younger man. Yuuri bounced up and down crying out senselessly.
"I never want another man to fuck you again!" Victor panted shoving his cock deeper "Tell me you won't fuck anyone else but me! Say it!"
"Ah!...o-only-ah! Only you-u!" Yuuri cried through his teeth "only you!"
Victor seized what
was left of his better judgment and kissed Yuuri so deeply he hoped the other man could feel how much he truly loved him
What Victor failed to notice was Yuuri's free hand slide into Victor's pants and retrieve his cell phone, which he tucked under himself.
Because no matter what passion he felt for the older Russian, no matter how much he loved him, or wanted him- Victor had abandoned Yuuri
to a life of torment.
He had to pay, and hurt just as much as Yuuri had.
Victor thought he knew what Yuuri had suffered?
He hadn't the slightest fucking clue.
Still, he had to admit, he always wanted his first time to be just . like . this.
Too late for that , Yuuri smiled to himself, for now he would just enjoy the long awaited moment while it lasted.
He wanted to savor every touch.
A/N-…..I am a terrible, terrible person. Something is deeply wrong with me ,and I'm sorry.
That is all.
