"This was not how it was supposed to go!" Yelled Andre. He kicked a chair and it broke and splintered flying across the room causing everyone to flinch in fear. Mirabel and Dolores were gagged with cloth in their mouths and were tied back to back with their hands tied between them. Camilo was forced into a large chest and locked in to prevent him from escaping by changing form; Andre drilled holes into the side so the boy had some light and could see out.
Bruno was laid on a a couch a few feet from them trying to breathe through the pain he was in. The burst of adrenaline he had trying to save his nieces and nephew faded pretty quickly after he was slammed to the ground. His bare feet were covered in blood from the glass, his shoulder was still dislocated, and every part of his body ached.
Andre paced through the room a few times in anger. He had not anticipated the Madrigal's finding him; at least not this soon. His back up plan was still in the early stages, but he supposed it would be needed eventually.
"You should let us go," A muffled voice from the chest said. "Our family will be looking for us, its only a matter of time before they get here." Their captor ignored him in favor of checking his love's condition. He tried to pet Bruno's hair, but the older man flinched away from him.
Sighing, he said, "Don't blame me for this. You got involved where you shouldn't have and suffered the consequences. Now let me see your arm." Bruno tried to move away but he was too weak to really help himself. Andre grabbed his injured arm, despite the smaller man's protests, and jerked it back into it's socket. Bruno screeched in pain hurting Dolores' ears. "Try not to move your arm," their captor cooed. Andre then set to work pulling out bits of glass from Bruno's feet and wrapping them in bandages.
"Let them go," Bruno said staring up at the ceiling trying to deal with the pain. His breath was ragged and he was sweating a bit.
"I can't," Andre responded finishing wrapping the wounded feet. "I've made up my mind." He got up and went to the kitchen to grab a knife. He then walked purposefully towards the girls. They started to scream in panic as the knife was lifted to Dolores' throat. Camilo shouted and slammed his fists inside his prison trying to get out to protect his sister.
"No!" Bruno yelled sitting up and falling to the floor trying to reach them. "Stop! Please!" He begged.
"There is no other way. She'll be able to track us wherever we go," Andre responded holding the knife tightly. He had never killed before, but true love was worth killing all the Madrigals if need be.
"I'll do whatever you want," Bruno pleaded, "I'll go with you willingly and leave my family. We'll leave the encanto, it will make us harder to find. They'll never find us and we can be together forever." His own words scared him and made him feel sick, but it was worth it if he could save his niece.
It was a better alternative than killing, Andre reasoned. To have Bruno not only to himself but choose to be with him made him feel giddy. He would still win the mousey man's heart of course. Andre dropped the knife and turned to his lover with a smile. "Bruno, you make me the happiest man in the world." He made his way over to the couch, got on his knees, and leaned into a kiss but didn't go all the way to touching their lips. "Prove to me, that you want me and I will spare them. If you don't I will kill all three of them." The prophet's heart dropped at this ultimatum and he wanted to cry, fight, and scream to get out of this. But he had no choice.
Hesitantly, Bruno leaned up and kissed the taller man on the lips. Andre moaned and deepened the kiss licking the other man's teeth. "Open your fucking mouth," he demanded. Feeling helpless, the older man opened his mouth letting a foreign tongue explore and taste every part of him. He tried not to gag or show any sign of discomfort. For the sake of his family, he had to prove that he wanted Andre.
Mirabel, Dolorles, and Camilo watched in uncomfortable silence as their possible murderer made-out with their unwilling tio. It was horribly unsettling. Mirabel wanted to cry and Camilo wanted to fight. But poor Dolores was going to be sick. She could hear the shuddering fearful breaths of her poor tio and the wet sounds of lips moving together.
"I have an idea," Andre announces pulling away from the injured man on the couch. "Let's show your family how much you want me." He addressed the girls and large chest. "You wouldn't want to deprive your tio of a loving relationship would you?"
"There is nothing loving about this you sicko!" Camilo shouted from the chest glaring through the holes.
"You're young," Andre smiled, "You'll understand when your older. Or perhaps you'll understand when we show you." He then picked Bruno up bridal style and laid him on his back on the floor in front of his hostages.
"What are you doing?" Bruno questioned trying to move away unsuccessfully. He held his arm to his chest to keep from jostling it, and his feet were cut up and useless.
"We're going to show these uneducated folk what love looks like," Andre responded getting on his knees and pulling at Bruno's pants. The smaller man filled with terror and tried to kick him away. "You said you would be with me forever. Prove it or I'm going to slit all their throats," the menacing man threatened. Bruno stopped his struggles instantly and let the man take his pants off.
"Please, they're just kids," The prophet implored. "I don't want them to see this." Andre ignored him, pulling off the ruana. Mirabel and Dolores began to cry and tried to plead for the horrible man to stop through their gags.
"Leave him alone you bastard!" Camilo screamed. "I swear, if you fucking touch him, I will kill you!" Andre ignored the boy as if he weren't there at all. Bruno would have been flattered by his nephew trying to protect him if he weren't so greatly regretful of what he was letting happen to himself. Andre grabbed Bruno's thighs and pulled him to lay flat with his legs smaller man trembled and looked away from his family, ashamed of his naked body and the actions taking place. Tears rolled freely from his eyes down into his hair.
Camilo tried to slam his fists and feet against the lid of the chest but it wouldn't budge. "Stop!" He screamed in desperation as he looked through the holes to see the large man pull his own pants off. Mirabel and Dolores looked away when Andre lifted one of Bruno's legs over his shoulder and pushed into him.
Bruno didn't want to scare his nieces and nephew anymore than they were already. So, despite the burning pain, he clenched his jaw and fists and endured without a sound. "Stop it! Stop it!" Camilo screamed through the chest. Mirable and Dolores continued to sob and look away.
Andre didn't take any time at all to prepare Bruno, he started slamming into him as hard as he could. It was out of anger for the situation. He had planned to be here with Bruno for at least a year while he got a new place set up for them outside of the encanto. His plans were ruined and he blamed not only these kids, but Bruno too. Bruno even tried to attack him, just to protect these little shits who couldn't care less about him. His lover was too forgiving to the Madrigal family, and he needed a reality check that they will only cause him more pain. They were making Andre hurt him.
The smacking of skin against skin went on for too long. Camilo kept screaming, but could not bear to look any longer. Dolores tried to focus on anything else, but all the sounds assaulted her at once. The squelching sound coming from where Andre pounded into her tio was especially disturbing and it took everything in her not to vomit. Mirabel tried thinking of her Madrigal family song to distract herself and take her to a happy place, it wasn't very successful.
The force of Andre's thrusts moved Bruno back and forth against the floor rubbing his skin raw underneath him. The prophet concentrated on that and dug his nails into his skin making them bleed. One grunt, one cry, one moan, or any sound of pain would be too much for him to handle in front of his family. He felt ashamed, and his shame grew as just the right spot inside him was hit. He shuddered from the pleasure of it but kept himself quiet. Andre could tell by the look on his love's face that he had hit the right spot.
He thrust in to that spot over and over again. Bruno closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip hard drawing blood to keep from moaning. His penis became hard from the stimulation and Andre laughed in satisfaction.
The large man grabbed Mirabel by the chin and forced her to face them. She closed her eyes. "Open your eyes or I'm going to make your cousins regret it." She opened them and cried out in horror seeing the large man fuck her tio with force. She hadn't heard a noise from him but could see that he was shaking. "Keep watching, you'll see your tio is happy with me." He let go of Mirabel and grabbed Bruno by the chin forcing him to look at his niece.
He began pumping Bruno's penis slowly. Mirabel watched the pain and discomfort on her tio's face change. His eyes glazed over and the creases on his face softened slightly. She could tell that it felt at least a little good to him. She knew Bruno didn't really want this and she wished she could tell him that it would all be okay.
Andre pumped Bruno faster with the rhythm of his thrusts and within seconds the smaller man came, and despite himself, he cried out loudly. Andre pulled out and pulled on himself splashing cum all over Bruno's stomach. Bruno sobbed covering his eyes with his left arm feeling the warm liquid splatter on him.
His own niece watched him get pleasure from this and cum. He felt that the one person who believed in him and thought well of him despite his visions and oddities would never see him in a good light again.