Author's Note: Okay...just a warning. This chapter is also M rated. I never planned for this to happen but with things like this, sometimes you just can't stop the characters. I was crying while writing this one, and so was my precious Shito cosplay partner. (I cosplay Chika.) So here you are. Please review and help me to make this story better.
Touhou froze mid-thrust. Did he just hear what he thought he'd heard? Did Shito really just call out that damned name? That filthy waste of breath? Touhou slowly turned his face towards Shito's.
"What did you just say?" Touhou spoke slowly, angry. His eyes narrowed to slits as he watched the reactions of the boy below him.
Shito just lay there, staring up at him, his mouth clamped closed. His eyes were angry and defiant, rebellious. Normally this would excite the Exorcist but in this case it only infuriated him. Shito knew that but he didn't care. It didn't matter what Touhou thought about it, Shito just wanted him to stop. It was one thing to be molested by this man. It was another when spells were used to make him want it.
"You're disgusting." Shito said spitting in the other's face.
Touhou's eyes narrowed further as he reached up to wipe the spittle away. "How dare you say that name?" Touhou reaches his hand down to take Shito's member in his hand once again.
Shito's eyes widened ever so slightly. "Get off me, trash." Slowly he started to regain his ability to move on his own.
"Shito-sama, I cannot let this pass. You are supposed to be forgetting him." Touhou tightened his hold, making it uncomfortable for Shito.
"Hng…let go of me, pervert." Shito grunted. He tries pushing Touhou off, but the man had more physical strength than he'd thought.
Touhou dug his nails into the flesh causing jolts of pain to shoot through the entire organ. Shito gasped in surprise and arches slightly, biting his lip against the pain. He pressed both hands to Touhou's chest and tried pushing him again, only to fail. Touhou dug his nails in deeper, moving his other hand to grab Shito's wrist pinning it down on the bed.
"You should learn, Shito. I won't use exorcism this time. It will be all physical." Touhou growled. He'd had enough of Shito's rejections. He'd been patient, waiting for the day that never seemed to come. He'd been gentle and coaxing, he'd done everything to make this wretched beauty moan. But none of it had worked.
Shito's eyes widened sensing the danger he was suddenly in. "Y-you're sick!" He said struggling to pull himself free. The piercing pain he felt in his member shot through him again. "Ah!" He cried out. His breathing quickened, heart now racing. Touhou had never gone this far before.
Touhou yanked roughly on the boy's member then rubbed it hard, relentless. Shito twisted and jerked trying to get away but found himself caught in his own clothing. Touhou glared and removed his belt holding it in his mouth and used both hands to catch Shito's arms. The boy's eyes widened and he redoubled his efforts. Using Shito's panic against him, Touhou managed to hold both wrists together and bound them tightly with his belt. Touhou held his arms down and glared down into the other's face.
"Shito, this is going to be painful but you will never forget it. You belong to me and me alone. It's time you learned that. Even Lao Ye knows this. Until this body is given to him, it is mine to do with as I please." His words were laced with anger and the deep hungry desire he'd fought for so many years. Once again his hand found the zombie's member, stroking it hard and fast.
"Ha! Ngh… S-stop that…" Shito tried to fight the sensations. He knew Touhou's spells were gone and was horrified at his body's reactions. How could his own body betray him like this? He struggled trying to free his hands, kicking and shifting under the Exorcist. His horror grew when Touhou pressed his hips down against him, feeling the rock hard member there. "G-get that thing away from me!" Shito cried out, sweat forming on his forehead.
Touhou growled and pressed it down again, tracing a slight wetness against the virgin skin. Shito couldn't help but shudder. It was the most disgusting feeling. It was horrifying. It was wrong. Shito jerked one leg managing to unbalance Touhou and quickly moved to get off the bed. He'd only managed to move a few inches before Touhou's hands were instantly on him again, pulling him back.
"Gah! Let go! Touhou you're disgusting!" Shito cried out, his panic rose in his chest. He'd gladly take the exorcism tactics. Anything but what he knew was coming.
Touhou ignored the boy's pleas and pushed both hands underneath one side, forcing him to turn over. Shito gasped panic rising.
"N-No! That's enough!"
"Not until I've finished my work, Shito-sama." Touhou forced the zombie down on his stomach and spread his legs apart. He could feel the racing blood shooting through Shito's panic-ridden body. The smell of his sweat filled the Exorcists nostrils. He was terrified, and that made Touhou very pleased. "Now, this will hurt. Scream if you want." Touhou pulled Shito's' hips into the air, kicking his knees beneath him. He then knelt down and touched his hard, throbbing member to the zombie's entrance.
"D-don't! Touhou please!" Shito cried out, his voice muffled by the bed sheets.
"I'm not finished." Touhou then dug his nails into the soft flesh and thrust in his member, hard as he could. The tight untouched muscles resisted against him, screaming their pain as he tore through. Shito screamed into the bed mattress. He'd never felt so much pain in his life. Even the torture Touhou had put him through was nothing compared to this.
Again, Touhou thrust deep inside tearing his way through. The screams fueled him further, pushing him to move faster, digging in deeper with each thrust. Slowly he began to move more freely, the crimson blood making it easier to thrust. Each time he entered, he could feel the body against him jerk and shake, the pain rocketing throughout. But at the same time the screams became less and less agonized. Shito's body slowly started to feel the pleasure forcing itself through him.
Tears burned the zombie's eyes. He bit down hard on the sheets beneath him, trying to breathe through the pain and revolting pleasure. Never in his life had he imagined that something like this would happen. Even after meeting the most recent Touhou, he never thought…that he would be taken, raped by the man who was supposed to be guarding and taking care of him. He felt Touhou thrust inside him once more, that revolting hand massaging his member, liquid dripping from the tip. He shivered uncontrollably, hot crimson spilling from his backside and down his legs. He could see the blood stain forming in the satin below him. Damnit how could this have happened? Only two days ago he was safe in Japan with his friends and with…Akatsuki Chika. Another thrust and a searing pain shot through his body. Shito arched crying out in pain.
"Stop! Stop please!" He cried.
Touhou ignored him and kept beating into him, slamming his insides over and over and over again. His rage fueled each and every movement. Harder, faster, stronger, he slammed inside, hitting the deepest corners he could reach. He could feel his climax rising but he wouldn't let it burst until he had stained the bed with Shito's own sweet juices. He worked his hand faster, harder, all the while thrusting deep inside. He didn't care that his clothing had become ruined. It only mattered that he would take Shito here and now. He could feel the pre-cum wetting his fingers and it drove him to move faster.
"Cum for me Shito and it'll be over." Touhou smirked, panting. His voice was rough, dark. He yanked hard on the boy's member feeling its burning heat in his hand. He shoved deeper inside still, and finally with a shudder the boy's cum released spilling all over his hand and legs. He grinned pulling his hands up and licked it. "My you taste phenomenal."
Touhou once again dug his nails into the soft flesh of Shito's thighs and thrust inside, crying out in his own pleasure. Shito buried his face in the bed, his body growing extremely weak as he had released. Sobs had taken over his body. Nothing he did could control them, could stop them. He could feel Touhou's excitement in his movements. One thrust after another brought him ever closer to the brink until-
"AH! THERE IT IS!" Touhou cried out. His own liquid bursting inside Shito's entrance, spreading out and mixing with his own. Then as soon as it was done Touhou ripped himself away and closed up his shirt and pants. He leaned over and roughly jerked the belt free of Shito's hands and moved from the bed. "You belong to me and only to me, Shito. Remember that." He then turned, leaving the broken body sobbing on the bed. He opened the door and the guard handed him a photograph. "Ah, a present for you." He set the photo on the table and left. "Until next time."
Shito lay there, sobbing. His body wouldn't move as he wished it. He just lay there in his own bodily fluids. He hadn't the strength to move from the bed. His eyes moved up and looked at the photo on the table. "Akatsuki…." He whispered, heartbroken. The scene before him….only cut deeper into his soul. "So it's true…." Shito curled in upon himself and cried until he fell into unconsciousness.