Okay so this chapter has some consensual steaminess at the beginning. Then we get into some very, very heavy trigger warnings. I'm so sorry. Trigger warnings include, really graphic rape/non-con (hey if it makes anyone feel any better this is the last one in the story), blood warning, manipulation, torture, swearing, degradation, basically if there was anything that made you uncomfortable in this story it is probably somewhere in this chapter. I swear things get better (as in less triggering, hopefully) from here. Please tell me if there is something I need to add to the trigger warnings. As always take care of yourselves and thank you for reading.

Note: There is also a summery in the end notes for anyone who doesn't feel comfortable reading this chapter!

Virgil curled up against Patton, the last episodes on the first disk of the first season of Avatar the Last Airbender playing on Patton's personal TV in his room. Patton had one arm around him while Virgil rested partially on top of him. Patton's thumb lazily stroked at Virgil's skin and Virgil found himself wanting more.
"Hey Patton?"
"Yes Kitten?"
"Would you mind petting me? Y-you know, like how you did on our first date?" Virgil asked nervously.
He began to regret asking the second it let his mouth. Patton would think he was weird for wanting to be pet. It wasn't normal, he shouldn't have asked for it. Patton was doing enough already, He was probably going to make things awkward.
"Of course I will! So long as you're comfortable with it. You know I love spoiling you," Patton replied, practically glowing with excitement.
Virgil's heart thumped a little harder in his chest as he looked up at Patton. He quickly hid his face in Patton's chest as he willingly summoned his ears and tail. He felt the gentle hands of Patton moving locations. One moved south to stroke the length of his tail while the other lightly rubbed at his ear and the area around it. Virgil nearly instantly melted into the touch letting out content purrs as he closed his eyes and relaxed onto Patton's warm chest.
"I love how soft your fur is," Patton chirped happily.
Virgil's ears twitched in response, too relaxed to bother verbally replying. Patton's fingers skimmed lightly over Virgil's tail, brushing ever so slightly under the hem of Virgil's shirt to reach the base and going all the way to the tip before pulling off and moving back to the top. Patton was going back to the base and missed slightly, his fingers instead brushing against the skin surrounding the base. Virgil let out a loud, breathy gasp as his body violently jerked in response to the unexpected jolt of pleasure that shot through his spine. Virgil's face burned with shame and surprise, barely noticing Patton going ridged beneath him
"Oh my god Virgil, I'm so sorry. Are you okay? I didn't mean to!" Patton rambled worriedly.
Virgil fingers clawed at Patton's shirt in an attempt to keep himself from being removed from Patton's chest. He hesitantly looked up at Patton, his face, ears, chest, and shoulders already burning. He shifted himself so he was even more on top of Patton, trembling as adrenaline pumped through his veins.
"D-don't apologize… I kinda, maybe, liked it?" Virgil whimpered sheepishly.
His tail swayed in the air behind him hoping to entice Patton into possibly making him feel good again. Patton looked up at him cautiously as he moved his hand back over to Virgil's tail.
"Do you want me to do it again?" Patton asked, watching Virgil for any sign of discomfort.
Virgil gave a nod of confirmation as he ducked his head down again. Patton's fingers danced around the base of Virgil's tail making him squirm a little, hips rocking as he let out a breathy groan. Patton's other hand reached over to Virgil's chin, bringing it up so their lips could meet. The usual bubbly feeling that rose up in his chest when Patton kissed him came in with the burning intensity of boiling water, it wasn't a painful burn as much as it was an exhilarating blaze of passion. The passion he felt now was different from the passion of Roman's kisses, it was so much more, filled with need and desire. Everything felt so hot and pleasurable jolts shot through his body as he continued to let out needy mewls into their heated, messy kiss. His trembling hands grasped at Patton's shirt, not knowing what else to do. He didn't understand his feelings fully, he just knew he wanted more, he wanted to feel more of this in any way he could get it. Patton's hand was focused on rubbing the small of his back and up onto the base of the tail, dragging his fingers so gently along the area adding a layer of intensity. Virgil couldn't keep himself fully still as his hips twitched and wiggled around. He let out a particularly loud sound and embarrassing sound when he unintentionally rubbed his groin against Patton's thigh. Virgil could feel Patton smirking into the kiss slightly as he raised his leg off the bed a little inviting Virgil to do it again. Virgil didn't hesitate long, seeking more of the growing feeling inside of him.
The theme song of Avatar Last Airbender blared loudly from the TV as the disk ended and reverted back to the main menu. The sound made Virgil jump out of his skin, pulling away from the kiss and immediately going tense, a quiet fearful whine escaping his throat. The pressure that had been growing in his tight pants quickly began to dissipate.
"Shh, it's okay baby, you're safe. It's just the TV," Patton cooed, removing his hands from Virgil and hitting the power button on the remote to shut the TV off. "No one is going to hurt you, beautiful. It's just me here."
Patton shifted his leg down, away from Virgil's crotch and tentatively moved one hand up to Virgil's cat ear, making sure Virgil could see his movements at all times. He gently rubbed the back of Virgil's ear while whispering words of comfort, waiting for Virgil to calm down. Virgil's breath began to get steadier and he let himself relax a little.
"Hey, why don't we both go get in our pajamas and head to bed now?" Patton suggested.
Virgil gave a nod of agreement as he quietly slipped from Patton's arms, grabbed the pair of pajamas he had stored in Patton's room and slipped into the bathroom. Once the door was closed he flopped on his back, sprawled out on the cold tile, covering his hot face with his hands. That had actually just happened, he got so caught up in the moment he actually tried to get that sort of intimacy with Patton. It actually felt good, more than good, it was great. Patton hadn't even seemed to mind, in fact it almost seemed like he was encouraging him. Patton had been so gentle with him. Honestly in the heat of the moment Patton could have flipped them over and Virgil probably wouldn't have been thinking clearly enough to stop him from taking what he wanted. But Patton didn't, he was so loving and passionate, not doing anything Virgil couldn't immediately stop. Virgil couldn't remember a time when he had ever felt so much desire in his life, he couldn't think of a time when a similar situation would have made him feel good instead of gross. Did this mean he was ready for the next stage of intimacy? How far would he have gone if he hadn't gotten so startled?
Virgil lay there on the bathroom floor until his exhaustion won out over his thoughts. He was so tired he could barely keep his eyes open. He let his eyes fall closed as he took deep, steady breaths, clearing his mind of all thoughts. He just needed to rest for a second.
When he blinked his eyes open again he decided to get up and get changed. He folded his day clothing neatly and placed them inside the hamper before he made his way out of the bathroom and back into Patton's bedroom, fiddling with the ring around his neck. Inside the room Patton had already taken up residence on the left side of the bed wearing a cozy pair of fuzzy pajama pants and no shirt. Virgil could feel his face flush slightly at the unusual sight of his cutest boyfriend being half naked in bed.
"Ready for bed, Kiddo?" Patton asked cheerfully.
Virgil pushed away his shock of seeing Patton without a shirt for the first time and gave a small nod. He went over to the opposite side of the bed and when he started to crawl in Patton grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him down. Virgil let out a surprised gasp as he pressed down onto the pillows by Patton sliding so he was partially on top of him. He took advantage of Virgil's open mouth to engage in a hurried kiss. He could feel the strong desire and need of the man above him as they kissed, claiming an irrefutable dominance over the smaller side. Virgil moved slowly, his shaky hands finding their way to hold Patton's shoulders. Patton let out a soft, happy groan as he put his weight all in one hand so the other could brush through Virgil's hair, avoiding the ears. Eventually Patton pulled back so they could both catch their breaths.
"I-I thought you said you wanted to go to bed," Virgil said, his voice trembling nervously as he thought back to what had happened before he left to get changed.
"Sorry, I just really want to shower you with my affection. May I, Kitty?" Patton asked with a cheeky grin.
Virgil bit his lower lip nervously. He really didn't like this position on the bed, he could already feel himself forcing down a panic attack and several bad memories. He loved Patton though. After what had just happened there wasn't really any reason to deny him what he wanted. He could handle this much.
Virgil gave a slow nod which was met with Patton's smile. He lowered himself down onto Virgil again to kiss him, a little less harsh this time. His fingers skimmed lightly over Virgil's arms before running down his clothed chest. Virgil kept one hand around Patton's shoulder while the other loosely tangled itself into Patton's hair. Patton's hand found its way under Virgil's shirt, tickling the skin as it pulled the shirt up to his chest.
"P-Patton!" Virgil stuttered out nervously, pulling away from the kiss.
Patton paused in his movement to look up at the emo male.
"Huh? Did I do something wrong?" Patton asked.
The innocent, concerned look on Patton's face made the words die on Virgil's lips. He was starting to feel very uncomfortable but more than that he really wanted to please his gentle lover. He'd been so kind earlier, he had to return the favor now.
"N-no of course not," Virgil said after another few seconds of hesitation.
"That's good!" Patton hummed cheerfully.
His hands resumed their course of action, pulling Virgil's shirt up over his head before discarding it on the floor. Patton's hands went to play with his firm chest, brushing the ring around Virgil's neck out of the way and pinched at the hardening nipples while his mouth marked up his neck and collar bone. Virgil could feel his blood rushing downwards again as he stifled small cries of pleasure. It was so much more intense than anything the others had ever really done to him. Virgil was painfully aware of the hard organ pressing against his thigh. His chest was starting to feel tight and painful like he couldn't breathe properly. This was all too overwhelming. His mind kept playing tricks on him, telling him this wasn't Patton and that he was in danger. If this went on any longer it wouldn't end well.
"Patton!" Virgil said with a bit more urgency than last time.
"What?" Patton's voice was sweet and soft, but Virgil could hear a hint of needy impatience behind it.
Virgil looked away guiltily, his hand reaching down to play with his ring. He really wanted to do this for Patton but he didn't think he could.
"C-can we stop here? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just… I'm scared. I know you won't hurt me but I'm scared," Virgil replied brokenly, tears forming in his eyes and slowly leaking out.
"Shhh, I know you are, baby," Patton said, wiping away the tears. "It's just, you don't seem to be getting much better and Logan was talking about exposure therapy. I thought maybe… If we kept going, you'd realize there isn't anything to be afraid of."
Virgil let out a breath and looked away again. No one had really notably pressed the idea of further intimacy with him since the beginning of the relationship. It was probably because they all knew how much it terrified him. Perhaps he did need this, Patton could be right and he just didn't notice it. He thought he had been getting better when he got used to kissing them but after all of his recent breakdowns maybe he wasn't doing as well as he thought. He hadn't even been considering taking things further than kissing until what happened a few minutes ago, even when he knew the others were waiting for him. It was cruel and selfish of him to remain wrapped up in his own need for safety and ignore his boyfriends needs.
"Do… Do you really think it'll make me get better?" Virgil asked hesitantly.
"I do, honey, I really do," Patton replied.
"Okay. I-I'll try for you... B-but if it gets to be too much, you promise you'll stop, right?" Virgil asked.
"Cross my heart," Patton replied with a big smile, his eyes flashing with emotion.
Patton moved to start again but Virgil shakily stopped him.
"O-one more thing… C-can I keep my ring on?" Virgil asked.
"Aren't you worried about it getting tangled and choking you?" Patton asked curiously.
Virgil shook his head, looking down at the ring in his hand.
"It might, but I think I need it. I know that no matter what I'm feeling I can look at this ring and remember how much you all love me and it helps calm me down, so…" Virgil said nervously.
Patton leaned down and kissed his forehead.
"Do what you want love," Patton replied.
Patton moved himself downward towards Virgil's pants, slowly pulling them and his underwear down his legs, before tossing them off to where his shirt was already lying on the floor. His half hard penis twitched in the cold air as Virgil bit down on the back of his hand to prevent himself from releasing any embarrassing noises, his other hand continued to cling tightly to his ring, the warm metal indenting his skin. Patton's right hand moved to stroke the growing shaft while his other continued to rub along his now completely exposed skin.
"You're so beautiful Virgil," Patton murmured. "You've healed so well since that day."
Patton's words filled his ears and he tried to focus on them instead of any of the stimulation in his body. It was humiliating to see how hard he was getting. After a moment Patton removed himself from Virgil to pull off his own pants and underwear revealing his own penis which was already leaking with precum.
Virgil whimpered as Patton moved between his legs. Patton leaned forward, the head of his penis pressing against Virgil's opening. Virgil clung tightly to the pillows above him as he looked up at Patton. He felt so scared, he wanted to start screaming and crying. He didn't want this but he had to continue for Patton's sake, he promised he'd try. He struggled to keep his breathing level and body relaxed as he felt Patton gave him one last tender touch to his cheek. That served as his final warning as he pushed himself in, bottoming out inside of Virgil. The nervous side let out a scream of agony, his body tensing and his toes curling as an all too familiar pain ripped through him. A hand quickly moved over Virgil's mouth to silence his scream. Patton snapped his finger and Virgil had a feeling it was to make the room soundproof.
"I-it hurts. It hurts!" Virgil wept when Patton's hand released his mouth.
He knew what it felt like to bleed from his ass being ripped open, this was it. He could feel the slow trickle of blood welling up around his hole and his penis instantly softening.
"Shhh, that's normal, baby. You're just really tight right now. It'll feel better once I loosen you up a bit," Patton cooed, stroking his cheeks.
Without waiting any further he slowly pulled back out until the tip was just barely still inside of Virgil and then quickly shoved himself back inside. Virgil let out pained squeals as Patton set a steady rhythm of the same painfully slow drag out and forceful thrust inward. It felt like an eternity but it was only about a minute after they started that there was a knock on the door.
"Is everything alright in there? I thought I heard a scream," Logan asked from the other side of the door.
"Shit," Patton cursed, still inside of Virgil.
One of his hands moved to cover Virgil's mouth while the other snapped so the room was no longer sound proof.
"Haha, sorry for the scare Lo-Lo. Everything is fine in here, Virge and I were just messing around," Patton replied.
"Alright, you two should get some rest, it is imperative that you maintain a proper sleep schedule to be productive during the day," Logan said with a sigh.
"Will do. Night, Logy-Bear!" Patton said before snapping the room soundproof again.
Logan wished the two of them goodnight before his footsteps retreated back to his own room. Virgil sat there a moment in silence, even after Patton started moving again. If he should even call him by that name. Patton didn't swear, much more, Patton didn't lie.
Virgil's grip on his necklace weakened as his eyes narrowed. In one swift movement Virgil twisted his body violently, managing to get his leg in front of the man on top of him and kicking him with his full strength directly in the chest, sending him falling to the ground.
"Game's over Deceit," Virgil hissed, moving quickly to get himself off the bed as well on the opposite side as his rapist.
His ears flattened and his tail moved protective over his exposed privates.
"Figured that one out quickly, pity I was rather enjoying that little game," he cooed, light flashing around him as he morphed back into Deceit. "Nasty trick you pulled, I'm betting it'll bruise. You know that you'll need to be punished for that, Kitty."
Virgil backed away, tears burning the corner of his eyes. He was strong now, he could get away. He might be in pain but now that he knew who he was faced with there was no way he'd let it continue. The door was so close.
"D-don't underestimate me. That's just a fraction of what I can do now. Roman's been training me. I can defend myself now!" Virgil said, continuing to back away towards the door.
He just had to open the door and scream.
"Aww, you think that you are a threat. No matter how sharp a little kitty's claws are, their owner is always going to be bigger and stronger."
Virgil was close enough to the door, he turned and ran. His hand hit the door knob and started to turn it.
"Are you really going to do this to Patton?"
Virgil's hand froze and he looked back.
"W-what?"
"If you run I'll just have to leave and take Patton in your place. Are you really going to do that to your beloved boyfriend? You really are selfish. You think only about yourself. If I'm impersonating Patton, shouldn't you have wondered where Patton was if you really love him?" Deceit laughed cruelly.
"Where is he Deceit! What did you do to him!" Virgil growled furiously.
"He's fine for now, but if he stays that way depends on your actions," Deceit said, sitting innocently on Patton's bed.
Virgil's hand slipped off of the door knob and both of his hands moved up to clutch his ring, trying to muster any courage he could find. Deceit could be lying, Patton could have gone out to see Roman or something. But then again none of the light sides left him alone without him knowing about it. There was a strong likelihood that Patton wouldn't have left this room by his own free will. Then again there was no way for Virgil to truly tell when Deceit had replaced Patton, he might honestly not know Virgil was here right now.
Virgil looked up at Deceit again and his gut sank. He knew that Patton had been replaced when he went into the bathroom, there was no way around that. There was no other time when there was any slight hint it wasn't Patton. What had happened between them before Virgil left to get changed was something so gentle and kind, so willing to stop when he thought Virgil might be upset or scared. If it had been Deceit he would have pushed things faster like he had now. That had been Patton, no doubt about it. That left only one truth, Deceit had Patton and was asking Virgil to give himself up in return for his safety.
"I'm sorry for my misbehavior master, please don't hurt anyone else because I'm a naughty pet," Virgil whimpered, fighting back tears.
"Since you asked so nicely, I will grant you that wish. But you better thank your Master properly, Pet," Deceit replied, spreading his legs a little further.
Virgil didn't reply, knowing fully well he was expected to be an obedient pet from here on out. He walked over to Deceit, watching him for any cues that he might be expected to crawl instead. When he wasn't given any he knelt down between Deceits open legs and looked up at Deceit over top of the two twitching penises in his face. He then chose the one that wasn't covered in his own blood and began inserting it inside his mouth, trying to get as much spit on it as he could, knowing fully well that he wasn't going to get any other preparation. Deceit groaned above him and ran his fingers through Virgil's silky hair, avoiding the cat ears.
"Good little kitty. You love my cocks, right? You're a good little slut who loves the taste of his master," Deceit hissed.
Virgil pulled back for a second to let out a mewl before licking the tip and then taking it back into his mouth. Deceit seemed to enjoy Virgil's actions, both of his penises jumping, the one not in Virgil's mouth, softly hitting against his chin, leaving behind a smear of blood. Virgil carefully looked up at Deceit's expression and then took the other one in his hand, giving it gentle strokes to stimulate it as well. If he could wear out Deceit here, he might hurt him less when he inevitably went further. Suddenly the hand in Virgil's hair gripped tightly and pulled him forward, causing him to choke as he was forced to deep-throat Deceit. Virgil's hands spasmed helplessly as he fought the instincts to either squeeze down on something or push himself away. After a few seconds Deceit ripped Virgil off of him, dragging him by one of his cat ears and discarding him on the ground. Virgil shakily pushed himself up and looked up at Deceit confusedly, he hadn't orgazemed yet so he didn't understand why he had stopped until Deceit laid his top half back and relaxed.
"Well, Kitty? You know what to do," Deceit hummed.
Virgil suppressed a sob that rose in his throat as he got up on the bed straddling Deceit's lap. He took the penis he had covered in saliva in his hand and lined it up with his entrance. He looked at Deceit pleadingly, silently begging him not to make him do this. The lying side did nothing to ease the smaller sides agony. Virgil took a breath and sank himself down wincing as it slipped into his already bleeding hole. It was easier with at least a little lubricant but his thighs still trembled painfully.
"Don't forget the other half, Pet," Deceit hummed.
Virgil let out a whimper as his face paled. Deceit couldn't really expect him to inflict that much pain on himself, could he? There was no way.
"You aren't going to make me keep waiting, are you?" Deceit asked, a menacing tone.
Virgil couldn't help the pitiful whimper as he lifted up his hips and properly lined up the other penis, the limited lubricant of blood having almost already completely dried up giving him no chance of limiting the pain. He bit down on his lip hard enough to draw blood and he forced himself down through the pain. He paused about half way his mouth hanging open in a silent wail. Deceit had no patience though, he pushed his hips upwards, roughly entering deep inside of Virgil making a few uncomfortable noises escape his lips.
"Good little kitty. You must have missed this. I give you permission to tell me what you are feeling right now," Deceit groaned blissfully, using his hands and hips to force Virgil to bounce on his lap.
"Thank you Master," Virgil whimpered, his stomach twisting painfully as he knew the sinful words he was expected to say. "I love this feeling, I missed it so much. There is nothing that can compare to how you make me feel, Master. I'm sorry for being such a brat, Master. I've caused you so much trouble, I deserve your punishment master."
Deceit began to laugh as if there was some hilarious joke that Virgil hadn't been informed of.
"Say it again, say exactly who you belong to," Deceit ordered.
"I'm yours, Master. I'm your slutty little kitty. I belong to you and only you. Thank you for reminding me, Master," Virgil groaned out painfully.
"Hear that Morality? This scene should be enough to prove to you where this little slut belongs," Deceit laughed, looking off to the side.
Virgil stiffened and followed Deceit's gaze, his blood freezing in his veins at the implied statement. An illusionary image of the other side of the room fell away to reveal all of the other dark sides, Patton tied up in a chair in the center of them, giving him a perfect view of what Deceit and Virgil were doing. The hood of his cat onesie was down showing off his blotchy, tear covered face as he let out screaming sobs through the makeshift gag of fabric and rope.
"P-Patton!" Virgil cried out in horror, receiving a rougher thrust from Deceit.
"Tut tut, Kitty. You were doing so well remembering your training until now," Deceit hummed.
Virgil swallowed his little remaining pride and let out a sad, quiet meow.
"Alright Pet, alright. You may speak," Deceit said, barely slowing his pace inside the smaller side.
"M-master, why is he here? Please Master, I will do whatever you want, please free him. He isn't a bad boy like me, please free him. I'll be a good boy, I'll go with you, I listen to you, please don't hurt him, Master," Virgil pleaded, the horrifying memory of his nightmare a few nights before playing in his head on repeat.
"Hmm. I suppose I'll let him go after you prove just how much of a good boy you're willing to be, Pet," Deceit replied.
Virgil's ears wearily pricked up and his tail twitched anxiously from where it was curled around his torso.
"If you get all of us off and then come back home forever, we won't touch your precious EX-boyfriend," Deceit said, finishing his previous statement.
"Yes Master, I'm yours to order as you please."
Deceit's hands moved to still Virgil's hips and keep him in place as the other dark sides approached. Rage walked up behind him and used one clawed hand to help hold him in place while the other lined himself up with the already bleeding and full hole. Virgil nearly started screaming in panic when he realized what was about to happen. He'd taken two before and it was excruciating, a third with no further lubricant would surely kill him.
Virgil let out pathetic cries, giving a pleading look to Deceit in an attempt to earn any sort of mercy, but none came. Rage pushed himself into Virgil as slowly as he could. His mouth hung open as black dots danced in front of his vision, blazing pain filling all of his senses. He could feel burning hot blood running down his legs at an unhealthy rate. He kept his eyes closed as he breathed heavily, trying to recover from the initial shock of the new found agony. To his dismay, but not shock, the other dark sides wanted their share of his attention too. Remus took advantage of the fact Virgil's mouth was open, crawling up to kneel above Deceit and forced Virgil's head down onto his penis. Virgil let out a strangled gasp at the sudden movement as he blinked open an eye to look at Remus's wildly excited face. Next Vanity and Greed came up on either side of him, holding their penises up by his face. Virgil got the hint and grabbed hold of them. Despite the pain he felt, Virgil did what he knew he was expected to do. He began shifting his hips at a diagonal angle. He tightened his mouth around Remus and flattened his tongue against the underside of his penis. His tightened hands worked at a steady pace of going from the base to the top and rubbing his thumb over the tip for extra simulation. He tried to purr to comfort himself from the pain, but it was broken up by the penis being pushed down his throat and his own shaky cries. Even still Remus seemed to enjoy the vibrations around him, groaning and laughing crazily.
"What an eager little kitty."
"Bet you love having an audience."
"Doing this in front of your boyfriend? What a little whore,"
More and more harsh, hurtful whispers escaped their lips and filled his head. He hated it, he wanted to dissociate and mentally escape the torture but he had to focus on making them all feel good at the same time, even when his body was in so much pain it didn't want to properly respond. He couldn't tell at this point if the muffled sobbing in the room was coming from him or Patton, perhaps both.
The ring around his neck dangled down into the air due to his slightly hunched over figure. His movements caused the cooling metal to swing back and tap against his chest. Each time he felt it he wanted to sob. He wished he had taken it off. It seemed so sinful to wear the symbol of love his boyfriends had given him while he was in bed with five others. He wanted them so badly right now. He wanted Logan to sit beside him and talk him through his distress until he had managed to calm himself. He wanted Patton to hold him in one of his warm safe hugs and pet him. He wanted Roman to distract him with some silly competition or to whisk him away and carry him around the house like some fairytale princess. He wanted them here, he wouldn't mind if they were the ones causing him this pain. He'd take anything from them so long as he didn't have to go through another second of being touched by the people he hated.
Virgil could tell he was losing consciousness the longer the torture went on. Luckily for him the dark sides were impatient and had taken over the pace for the most part so he could shift his main focus onto staying conscious. He'd surely be punished if he passed out, more specifically they'd punish him by doing something to Patton. He couldn't let that happen. He was doing this to protect him. He just hoped Patton would forgive him for being so used in front of him. Forgive him for even being tricked in the first place. Patton, Patton, his dear sweet Patton. He didn't deserve this trauma. Virgil never should have left the dark sides in the first place. He was so selfish to have brought on this much of burden to his dear light sides.
Rage's hips shuttered and a hot burning sensation ran through Virgil's nether region. The already crowded hole became even more filled as Rage came. Rage pulled out after he finished, giving Deceit more ability to move, his sperm running down Virgil's trembling thighs. Remus was next to finish, pushing deep down his throat as he released his load. It burned like hell and there was so much Virgil found himself choking as he couldn't breath. All of them must be rather pent up. Then came Deceit's first penis. Then Vanity and Greed came at roughly the same time, painting his skin in sticky ropes of white. By the time Deceit's second penis came inside him Virgil had already lost his ability to see and when Remus moved back he collapsed onto Deceit's chest. The world around him was already growing distant, only the throbbing pain in his body and nausea of how disgusting he felt remained. Then even that was gone.
Deceit managed to shift Virgil off of him when he simultaneously vomited and passed out. Everything he had eaten for dinner and Remus's sperm spilled out onto the light gray bed sheets. Deceit snapped himself and the other dark sides clean and fully clothed, leaving the mess of a bed and boy alone.
"What a naughty boy. Passing out and throwing up. Looks like he'll need to be punished once we get back home, don't you think so, Morality?" Deceit smirked.
He reached down and yanked the string necklace roughly off of Virgil's neck, forcing the slipknot to come undone.
"You might as well have this back. He already has a perfectly good collar back at home," Deceit laughed, throwing the ring at Patton.
The ring hit Patton in his temple, one of the gems catching the skin and ripping it open. The injury instantly began to well up with blood due to the location and leak down the moral side's tearful face. Deceit turned away to pick up the dirty, used, unconscious Virgil. He gave a solute to the still tied up and horrified Patton before they all sank out leaving him alone in his room, staring at the mess on his bed where he and Virgil had been cuddling only a little over an hour before.

A/N:

. . . This may or may not have been the first ever chapter I wrote of this story and have based the entire thing off of this being the climactic arch. I even rewrote it four times to make it less graphic and more emotional because yeah... I am so sorry and I know a lot of people are probably going to hate the fact I did this, but I've literally been foreshadowing things for this arch since the second chapter so couldn't really just flip a table and say "frick it, they are too cute, can't have the climax". I swear on my love of writing absolutely everything I write has a reason behind it. This isn't because I want to be evil or torture characters, it's for character and plot development, so I hope I didn't ruin the story for to many people and they trust me and stick with me to see this through. I was honestly really scared to post this chapter because a comment I got specifically saying "don't do this it'll ruin the story" but I'm really hoping it doesn't because this literally is the story, it was always a planned part of the story. And... I'm gonna stop trying to justify myself and just go hide under a rock now.

Here is a brief summery for those who skimmed over the chapter due to trigger content:

Basically Virgil and Patton get a little hot and heavy with touching before Virgil gets startled and they separate to get ready for the night. Virgil considers the possibility of being more intimate with the others but isn't quite sure yet. He returns to the room and Patton is acting odd and more forceful. Despite his discomfort Patton convinces him to give sex a try. "Patton" ends up hurting Virgil and after Logan knocks on the door to see if everything is alright Patton says some things that make Virgil realize this isn't Patton and is actually Deceit. Virgil gets away but Deceit tells him that he has Patton and if he doesn't want Patton to get hurt he has to obey him. To protect Patton Virgil agrees and does what Deceit expects of him. However after making Virgil say degrading comments about where he belongs and who he belongs to he reveals that all of the other dark sides and Patton are in the room as well, hiding behind and invention of Remus's. Patton is currently tied up and gagged, helpless to save Virgil. Virgil panics and begs Deceit to let Patton go, not wanting a repeat of his nightmare, and Deceit agrees as long as he continues to follow orders and return with them. Virgil quickly agrees and is faced with a rather painful experience while Patton is forced to watch. In the end Virgil passes out and Deceit removes his ring, throwing it back at Patton. Deceit and the others then leave, taking Virgil with them and abandoning Patton who is still tied up in a chair.