Disclaimer: I don't not own charmed

Warning: Does include male on male action, Male pregnancy, and rape.

If you don't like anything that I just mentioned then leave, but I don't know why I'm saying this because I'm sure if you didn't like it you wouldn't have read all the way up to this chapter so on with it then.

Oh and BTW I didn't write this whole thing myself. Lexi-charmed wrote part of it, and I'll tell you which part, but its probably obvious. I would like to start this chapter off with the whole slash scene since it sucked in the last chapter. I thought it would be easier to do that than to rewrite the whole chapter so here it goes.


After punching Wyatt and seeing that it did nothing, Chris shook with fear. What could he do? He had no where to run, no where to hide, Wyatt was going to have his own way with him.

"My turn." He heard Wyatt say in a low toned voice as he black handed him across the face. The younger Halliwell fell to the floor from the force of the hit and did not move, until he felt Wyatt's hands on his arm, pulling him back up. The force of which he pulled Chris up, made Chris feel like his arm was going to rip from it's socket.

Wyatt threw Chris backwards, into a wall, and punched him, making sure to leave a bruise. The beatings continued until Chris was too weak to fight back, and then the blonde haired Halliwell pulled him over to their bed and tied him to it before ripping his clothes off him.

Wyatt felt himself getting hard as he looked at Chris' naked body, and climbed up onto the bed.

"You're going to learn your lesson, Christopher." Wyatt warned his brother, running his hands over Chris' body. Chris tried to get away, but it was no use, the ropes that were used around his wrists were too tight, so tight they were cutting into him, so the more he moved the more they hurt. All Chris could do was let Wyatt take him into his mouth. He was disgusted at the thought, his own brother was doing this to him, how could he? What was worse, the look on Wyatt's face, the feeling of his growing erection that Chris could see and feel, hearing Wyatt's moans meant that Wyatt was enjoying it. His brother was enjoying raping him.

Wyatt stopped what he was doing and moved back up Chris' body, to see the look of hate in his green eyes, but it just turned him on even more. The Twice Blessed's hard member pushed against Chris' thigh, he wanted Chris right now, and was going to have him.

"You are never to run away from me again," Wyatt warned his brother, as he placed a finger inside his tight hole, making it painful for him, like he had already decided, Chris would learn his lesson the hard way, "Understood?" when Chris did not answer, Wyatt stuck another finger inside his lover, causing his to clench his teeth, breathing hard as pain shot through his body, "I said understood?"

Chris clenched his eyes, the pain was getting unbearable, he writhed around trying to either making it slightly easier or get Wyatt's fingers out of him, he preferred the latter, but it was not working, it was just making it worse for him. As Wyatt stuck a third finger inside of him, Chris screamed out in agony.

"Answer me, Christopher," Wyatt glared down at the younger male, "DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes," Chris cried, hoping it would make the pain stop, he would do anything right now to make the pain stop, "I understand."

A smug smile appeared on Wyatt's lips, seeing Chris like this made him harder, even though he did not think he could get any harder. He wanted Chris right now.

Removing his fingers, he could hear Chris sigh.

"It's not over yet, little brother." Wyatt whispered, forcing Chris' legs to bed and open more so he could get into position and push deep into Chris. Chris' cried of pain were met with Wyatt's moans of pleasure, as the tightness of Chris felt so good, better than it had ever done before. He was so tense, which was not surprising, but it felt so good.

Straight away, Wyatt pumped his erection inside Chris, his breathing getting harder and faster.

"Wrap your legs around me," Wyatt ordered Chris, but the brunette did not move, still clenching his eyes from the pain he was feeling, "I said wrap your legs around me." When he did not respond again, Wyatt pushed in deeper than he usually went, causing Chris to cry out in pain, louder this time. Wyatt looked down on his brother and pulled Chris' legs around his waist.

"Hold them there, or this will be worse." He warned his brother before pumping his hard muscle again, enjoying the feelings of pleasure running through him. God, he wanted this to last all night, but he knew it would be so much better if Chris would willing do this and join in with the love making rather than forcing Wyatt to rape him.

Chris now laid there numb, even though there was still pain, he could not feel anything else. Apart from closing his eyes every now and again from the slight pain, he would lay there, his head to the side, looking at the dark wall, waiting for it to be over, waiting for Wyatt to finish with him, but it seemed to take forever.

Feeling his legs being lifted, Chris looked up hoping it was over, but just saw Wyatt changing position slightly, so the brunette's legs were over his shoulders. Chris knew it was to make his hole, tighter for Wyatt.

The Twice Blessed moaned louder as his brother's hole felt so tight around his painfully hard member. He knew he was peaking so pumped harder and faster.

"Oh fuck, yes," Wyatt whispered as sweat ran down his body. His movements became shallow and fast as he felt the point of no return reaching closer and closer and soon blasted his semen inside his lover. Wyatt's body shook as his orgasm peaked, "Chris…"

Hearing his brother say his name during orgasm disgusted Chris even more. How could he do that? It was sick. But at least now he had come meant he was finished, which was one good thing.

Wyatt let Chris' legs drop but stayed inside him as his orgasm subsided, and then he collapsed on top of Chris, breathing deeply. He moaned slightly as he pulled himself back up and looked at Chris, who was looking away from him.

"Look at me," Wyatt told him, but Chris ignored him. Wyatt pulled out of Chris fast and grabbed his face, pulling it sideways so their eyes were locked, "You will do as you're told, that was just an easy lesson, there will be worse if you continue to defy me," Chris narrowed his eyes at Wyatt and then spit in his face. Angrily, Wyatt backhanded Chris across the face, "Are you wanting more, because trust me, ten minutes and you will get more if you're not careful."

Chris could not believe what he was hearing. After all that his brother just did to him, he's threatening to do it again. He's just as sick as they come. What was worse is that he just enjoyed what he was doing to him. There was not a look of regret in his eye as far as Chris could see. As far as he knew Wyatt was a tyrant who always got what he wants.

Wyatt in a quick movement grabbed Chris' long chocolate hair and forced Chris to stair into his cold blue eyes. "Say that you love me Chris, and you promise not to run away from me again," he ordered. Chris just closed his eyes and refused to say anything to him. Wyatt grabbed on to Chris' hair even tighter to where he was now hissing in pain "Say it," he repeated. Again Chris refused to move or say anything. He must have not learned his lesson the first time. "Say it now or else you know what will happen," Wyatt threatened.

Chris was not in any position to argue against that. He would do anything to avoid being taught another lesson. "I love you," he whispered and begin to cry. This wasn't any ordinary rape. The beatings were harder and it was just a lot rougher than normal. Usually Chris can take it, but this one, he could not. It was too much for him.

Wyatt moved Chris's face so that he was not crying on his chest. He laid there holding Chris tightly not ever wanting to lose him again. At first he did feel sorry about what he did, but then he remembered that he had to stop Chris from disobeying him, one way or another, and since Chris wasn't taking his threats or talks very well, this was Wyatt's only option. He couldn't have an untamed lion walking around. That wouldn't look good on his part as the source. If he did then his minions would start to rebel and try to over throw him and that wasn't happening. The rebelling had to stop with Chris. This was all for his own good. In the end Chris would end up hurting himself more than he would hurt Wyatt and that's just something Wyatt wasn't going to happen. Especially since he's the father of his kids.


Wyatt walked out of the bedroom only to be met by his father waiting outside with the twins. Chris had cried himself to sleep and Wyatt felt it was best to let him have some alone time by himself to think about what Wyatt had said. Hopefully Wyatt has made him think twice before running away again. Wyatt has no problem with doing what he did again. Only next time it will be much worse. "Hello father," Wyatt greeted Leo.

"Hello son," Leo said bowing before his eldest. "So how is Chris doing?" Leo asked coming back up.

"He'll be fine," Wyatt said picking up one of his sons. "As long he learns his place then I won't have to teach him anymore lessons," Wyatt stated. His father probably knew what he was doing and more than likely he didn't care, because now he was on Wyatt's side. "Oh dad I almost forgot," Wyatt said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a vile. "Here, don't forget to take you vile," Wyatt said tossing his dad a blue vile.

That's he planned to do with Leo all this time. He just wanted to turn him to his side, and this vile he made himself was the key. Now his father was another addition to his minions. He only threatened to kill him to get Chris to obey him, but now that Wyatt has Henry there was no need to keep Leo as a captive so why not turn him evil. That would be so much better than killing him. It would give Wyatt an advantage against the elders, even though he might not need it now that he's the most powerful being on the planet. Ever since Chris has become his concert his powers have grown each day, but they would grow even more if Chris would just start obeying him. Lots of things would be better if Chris gave into Wyatt, but it had to be on his own terms. Wyatt couldn't just give Chris the same vile he gave Leo. Then his powers wouldn't grow as much, so he had to have Chris without any potion, and Wyatt knew he was going to have it. Chris can fight all he wants, but in the end Wyatt will be the victorious one.

Leo took the vile without any protest. As long as he continued to take it, then he wouldn't ever defy Wyatt. And as long as he never did anything to defy Wyatt then Wyatt wouldn't have to kill him. It didn't matter to Wyatt if Leo died or not. The only reason why he's keeping him alive is for Chris. If it weren't for that reason, Leo would have been dead over nine months ago. "So son what do you have on the agenda today," Leo asked.

"Hmm, I think I'll take today off," he smirked. "I think I've been at work a little too much, and my Chrissy is getting frustrated," Wyatt said smiling the whole time. "Yeah that's what I'll do, since I haven't spent much time with Chris dearest, I think I'll take the day off just to have some fun with him."

"Whatever suits you my lord," Leo said humbly.

"Thank you father," Wyatt said thankfully. It felt so good to now have his dad on his side, but now its Chris's turn to become evil. "I need to keep watching the kids for today if that is at all possible."

"Your wish is my command son," Leo said.

"Good," Wyatt said handing his son to Leo. "Until we meet again father, I do bid you farewell."

"You too son," Leo said before shimmering out along with the twins.

Wyatt turned around and headed straight for his room. He was going to turn Chris one way or another, even if that meant he had to make Chris beg for him to. Hopefully after that lesson Chris will be a little bit more cooperative, but if not, Wyatt did mention that it was an easy lesson and he has plenty more in him for Chris. There will never be a time when he's out of energy for Chris. He could go all day and all night with Chris if he wanted to, but today he was going to start taming him to his touch, or at least start to. One way or another Chris is going to learn to obey him.


Chris lied there still a little tied up from the ropes. Part of him couldn't bare to look at himself with what Wyatt did to him. Why did Wyatt have to be obsessed with him out of all family members. Chris doesn't know how much more of this he can take. He's already married to the warlock, has had his kids, and now is his consort slash prisoner. He wishes that he could just go back to that day when Wyatt captured him. If only he had stop going in that room. Nothing good has ever came of going in it. First he goes in there and Bianca tries to bring him back, second his Aunt Phoebe finds out who he is, and then Wyatt catches him and brings him back to the future and torchers him to death.

Speaking of Wyatt, he might be gone, but ain't no telling where, but wherever it is, Chis is sure that he's up to no good like always. When has there ever been a time that Wyatt has left Chris alone and wasn't up to no good. Hopefully today is one of those days where he is in one of his long meetings that last all day and night.

The ropes were really starting to hurt Chris right now, that he couldn't bare the pain anymore and he had to find a way out of them. He laid there thinking as the pain stuck to his wrist. Chris finally came up with an idea. He almost forgot that he could conjure up flames. Just about anything Wyatt could do so could Chris. Chris conjured up a fire ball and let it sit in his hands and burn the ropes off. When he felt that his hand was free, he began to untie all the other ropes one by one. Chris was just about to get up when he felt himself nearly get hit by an energy ball causing him to lie right back down on the bed.

Next thing he knew he found Wyatt standing over him, and he did not look too happy. "Did I tell you that you could get up," Wyatt said in a low firm voice.

"You know could I have one day when you would just leave me alone and I don't have to see your face," Chris replied back firmly, but yet scared. He knew this would probably get him in hot water in a few minutes.

"Not if I don't want you to," Wyatt spoke. "And how many times have I told you not to talk to me that way. You will start addressing me the right way, you hear me?"

"Yes lord Wyatt," Chris rolled his eyes.

Wyatt chuckled, "no, no little brother, you don't refer to me as your lord. I'm your husband and that's what you will refer to me as, you got it?"

"Whatever you bastard," Chris whispered under his breath.

Wyatt was quick to backhand him. "I told you never to insult me," he said. "You would have thought you'd have learned that last night," Wyatt reminded the younger Halliwell sending shivers down his body. That made Wyatt smile knowing Chris was going to be a easier to handle and all Wyatt had to do was remind him of the night before. Taming Chris is going to be a piece of cake.

"What do you want?" Chris asked. Maybe that would get Wyatt off his back.

"You know, I grow tired of you resisting me little brother," Wyatt stated.

"Well I'm sorry that being raped by my brother, having his child, and forced to marry him, isn't my dream life. I'd rather be taking my chances in hell, see how much better there it is here," Chris said. "Why the hell are you bothering me anyway, shouldn't you be in a meeting or out killing innocents like you always do?" Chris asked rather sarcastically hoping that it would actually get Wyatt to leave him alone.

"Nope, as a matter of fact I decided to take the day off, so looks like all my time will be spent with you," Wyatt replied with an evil smirk. "You've been gone for quite some time and I plan on making up every second that we've spent apart, so I hope you're ready for it."

Chris starting thinking the worse. Hopefully Wyatt wasn't thinking what Chris thought he was thinking. "You wouldn't Wyatt. Haven't you already done enough yesterday," Chris said.

"Oh no," Wyatt said reading what Chris was thinking. "We've got plenty of time to play that game, but maybe if you start cooperating it will be less painful. I had better plans for today," Wyatt smirked. "Get dressed!" He demanded tossing Chris his clothes, while he got from over him.

Chris waited until Wyatt turned around to put his clothes on. Wyatt might have raped him many times, but Chris still feels uncomfortable being naked around him or getting dressed around him. Once Chris was done he stood there and waited for Wyatt to turn back around and acknowledge that he was there.

"Come brother, we have much to do," Wyatt said grabbing his arm and leading him out the door. "I think we should start the day off by paying someone a little visit," Wyatt smirked. This was probably going to be something that Chris would never expect, but Wyatt loved surprises and one for his lover was really going to make him happy. As Wyatt finally made his way down the hall, he thought this was really taking too long. "Close your eyes Christopher."

"For what?" Chris asked angrily.

"I said close your eyes," Wyatt said even louder.

Chris knew from last night and just a few minutes ago that Wyatt wasn't afraid to punish him anytime and anywhere, so he figured it would be best not to argue if he wanted to avoid repeating last nights events at all cost. Reluctantly he closed his eyes, hoping that whatever Wyatt does won't be a sick and twisted as all of the other things he's done.

Wyatt smiled seeing as Chris was starting to obey him. "That's a good Chris," he whispered. He took Chris's arm and flamed then both somewhere that Chris could only imagine how bad it was. Wyatt kept pulling Chris along with him further and further until he finally reached his destination. "Alright you may open them Chris," Wyatt said, making sure he kept one hand on Chris' arm. He knew how Chris was going to react when he saw this.

Chris slowly opened his eyes and nearly fainted at what he saw. "Henry," he muttered.

"Chris," Henry said weakly. He was all cut up and bruised, like he had been attacked by a thousand demons.

Chris knew exactly where they were now. Wyatt's prison, where he holds his prisoners and torchers them to death. Wyatt's been holding him down in the cell for all this time. Chris was happy to see that he wasn't dead, but upset with himself because Henry was hurt all because he had ran away. If he hadn't of ran away maybe Henry wouldn't be all in this at all. Henry would still be at the Resistance protecting people like he should.

"Henry," Chris said trying to run towards him, but was quickly yanked back by Wyatt.

"Hello to you too dear cousin," Wyatt said acknowledging his presence. "My, my did you forget to say hello to your favorite cousin in the world," Wyatt said playfully.

"Let him go," Henry Jr. hissed.

"No way," Wyatt was quick to say. "You see he belongs to me now, and trust me I'll never let him go. EVER." Wyatt said confident. "So you see, you won't have to worry about him running off and going back to the resistance again, because he will never leave my presence, you hear me."

"You're sick, you know that," Henry hissed.

"Yeah well we all can be at times," Wyatt smirked.

"Let him go, Wyatt," Chris said.

"Now, now Chris, give me one good reason why I should," Wyatt said turning to Chris.

"He's done nothing," Chris pleaded.

"Yeah, but keeping him here, makes you obey me and that's one thing I like," Wyatt said pulling Chris into a deep passionate kiss, making sure to hold his head in place as he struggled, which made Wyatt want him more.

Henry nearly vomited right there. What Wyatt was doing was the sickest thing that he's seen in his life, and as a demon hunter and a son of a charmed one, he has seen some pretty gruesome things, but this by far beats them all. "Wyatt what the fuck is wrong with you?!" Henry cried.

"Aw, is our poor cousin not enjoying the show that we're putting on for him Christopher," Wyatt smirked evilly. He then turned to Henry saying, "there's nothing wrong with me cousin. I just go for what I want and I get it. And I want Chris and now I have him. Have I explained things clearly for you?"

"How could you do that to your own brother," Henry asked.

"Are you kidding me, how could I not? Have you looked at him," Wyatt said. "His smell," Wyatt said burring his face into Chris's neck. "His touch," he said running his hands under Chris's shirt,. "And his taste," Wyatt said kissing all over Chris' neck. "I just can't resist him, and I have to admit. He gives the best blow jobs and kisses, but most importantly he's my best lover and no one makes me feel as good he does."

"I don't know what the hell has made you like that, but I swear it has really turned you into a psycho with the little acts of incest you're committing," Henry said.

"You're just jealous that he's mine and not you'res, USN't that right Chrissy," Wyatt said turning to Chris.

"I hate you," Chris hissed. That was all he could think to say.

"Isn't he cute when he's trying to resist," Wyatt gave him another kiss on the lips. "Gotta love him."

"I don't know who would love a bastard like you," Chris said back.

Wyatt started to see the Resistance in Chris' eyes and knew exactly where he was going and he couldn't have that. "Now, now, Christopher, you're digging a hole for yourself. Making me angry is not the way to go, so stop or we will have a little repeat of what happened last night, right here, and right now in front of our dear cousin. Now you wouldn't want that would you," Wyatt whispered in Chris' ear making sure that Henry couldn't hear it. Chris immediately started backing down. Wyatt wasn't one to make idle threats and as sick as he was Chris wouldn't be surprised if he did punish him right in front of Henry. "That's a good boy," Wyatt said running his hands through Chris's hair. "We best be going dear cousin, and I hope you find the cells down here as uncomfortable as you possible can," Wyatt said grabbing Chris and flaming them back to their bedroom.

Chris couldn't believe how his brother was acting. First he torchers his dad, now he's torchering Henry. Could Wyatt really get much lower, but Chris had been thinking about something else right now. "Wyatt, where are the kids."

"Well, well, little brother I thought you said they weren't yours and you didn't care about them," Wyatt chuckled.

"Where are my damn kids Wyatt," Chris said even louder.

"They're safe, but if you want to see them there's a catch," Wyatt said smirking.

"What?" Chris said, just about willing to do anything to see his kids.

"You have to sleep with me, without resistance and on your own terms," Wyatt told him.

"No way," Chris said walking away from him.

"Fine," Wyatt shrugged. "I'll be right back. I've got to go check on the little ones, but I won't be gone for too long lover," Wyatt laughed and flamed out.


I know the ending is bad but give me a break.

So as I said Lexi-Charmed wrote some of this. She wrote the slash scene if you couldn't tell so thank her for that scence.

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Special thanks to: lexi-charmed, KB22, MelindaPotter, Briankrause, andrewhot, Tina, criminally charmed, and Blessings in Disguise for reviewing the last chapter.