A single punch aimed at Takagi's nose was enough to break him. This man really had become weak throughout the years, considering the fact that he had been the one breaking Niragi time after time after time in the past. Crimson blood poured over Takagi's face while he managed a low groan and pressed his hand against the hurt spot.
"Mosu!" His little lady cried out and burst forward in a pathetic attempt to help her boyfriend, but Rev was faster than her. He yanked her arms around and pinned them against her back, causing her to whimper in pain.
Takagi, who seemed to have forgotten about the girl for a moment, became aware of her presence again and opened his eyes wide. "Don't… don't hurt her!" he stammered and tried to reach the girl herself. This time it was Niragi keeping him from it, and another punch into the stomach followed.
"Don't worry about her for now. Tell me you'll fight back! You haven't forgotten how to do it, right?"
It would soon become boring if Takagi didn't even try to defend himself, considering how many times he had punched and kicked Niragi when they had been younger. Some of his fighting spirit had to remain still.
But Takagi didn't move, he just stood there, one hand pressed against his nose and the other against his stomach, moaning in pain and wailing like a child.
"Hey, Rev…" Niragi nodded over his shoulder, "I think our guest here needs some more persuading."
He couldn't see what Rev did with the girl, but the shrill scream that resulted was enough, and he even heard the beautiful sound of suppressed sobs. The tears of a woman were still the best weapon to break men like Takagi.
"Sonja!" The former bully wiped the blood away from his face, and drops of it stained the dirty carpet under his feet. Takagi straightened his body and kept his eyes on the girl while clenching his fists. Yes. That was the spirit Niragi had been hoping for.
His laugh filled the room and drowned the sobs in his back. "Sonja. That's her name, eh? Well, well!"
Takagi grunted and lifted one of his fists. He shook his head as if to focus and then charged forward to attack Niragi, but he was too slow. Niragi easily managed to step aside, letting Takagi run into nothing, watching how he struggled to regain his balance. A frustrated cry followed together with another charge, and this time Niragi caught the fist aiming for his shoulder with his own hand.
Time had changed both of them, and now it became more than obvious. In those early years, Niragi hadn't been able to struggle against the older boy, had been at Takagi's mercy all the time. Now the fat and ugly man wasn't able to wriggle his hand out of Niragi's move, not even when he tried to use his other hand as well, and the militant watched with a grin how anger quickly turned into fright as he slowly turned around the fat wrist. Further and further, until the resistance reached its maximum.
This was the point where Niragi allowed Takagi to take everything in – the pain and the fear of what would happen if his wrist was turned the slightest bit more. He even loosened his grip for a second, which gave his opponent a moment of false hope – and then he broke it.
It was a wonderful feeling, that moment when the resistance was suddenly gone. The crack still echoed in the room seconds before Takagi even managed to scream, and Niragi let go of the wrist with a satisfied smile. He wasn't allowed to kill the newcomer just yet, not without any rule being broken beforehand, but no one would complain over some injuries. He hadn't felt so good in a very long time.
And it even got better. Instead of whimpering around like a little child, the pain of his broken wrist only fueled Takagi's rage. He finally seemed to remember the spirit he had shown years ago, and with one usable hand left, the beats were even stronger than before. Niragi finally felt the hits aimed for his body, and he burst into roaming laughter. Together with Takagi's pained grunts and Sonja's sobs, it was like music in his ears. The music of revenge.
He feasted on his own pain as well as the newcomers', but it was an unfair fight. Takagi clearly had a disadvantage, not only because of his weight and lack of stamina, but because of his wrist as well. So it didn't come unexpected when Takagi's newfound strength ebbed away as quickly as it had come, and instead of dealing out blows, he ended up only receiving them.
Now turned into a punchbag, the fat man lay on the ground, heavily panting and bleeding out of several wounds while huge parts of his body began to swell and turn blue and black. "Where's your spirit now, eh? Eh?"
Niragi continued to kick him into the side, fueled by the taste of revenge, but it already started to become boring. Takagi muttered something blurred, and the Militant knelt down close to his ear.
"Why… do you still… blame me? It's been… years…I changed…"
Those words were hard to understand but even harder to take in, and they caused Niragi to almost snarl. "You want me to forgive you?" He grabbed a fistful of Takagi's hair and pulled his head up in the air to force eye contact. "After you ruined my life, traumatized me every single day, you won't even allow me to ruin yours? No. Oh, no."
Takagi was too beaten up to do anything more, but Niragi felt like he wasn't quite done yet. He used the sleeve of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his forehead and turned to Rev and the girl. Rev still held her firm, arms pinned on her back, so that she didn't have the slightest chance of moving. Her face looked ashen, her golden hair tangled and messy. Her cheeks were wet from tears and those full lips trembled with each breath while her eyes almost hysterically moved between her beaten-up boyfriend and Niragi.
"No. I won't forgive you." He kept his eyes on the girl and took a step forward, causing her to wind in Rev's grip. The other Militant seemed almost bored, and it was about time that he changed that, so he nodded towards the girl while talking to his accomplice. "Your type?"
Rev shook his head. "Nah, not really. No need for you to share." He chuckled dryly, and Sonja gasped in terror when her body was dragged towards the sofa. She really was a clever thing, because she understood immediately. Takagi wasn't that far with his thoughts yet, but his mind was probably still clouded due to his injuries.
"I'll be quick so you can finally go to your Blondie", Niragi mocked with a grin and knelt on the sofa so his body lingered over the girl. Her hazel eyes had become so huge that they almost looked like a deer, and some of the color returned to her face now that she was trying so hard to escape Rev's firm grip around her hands. But with Niragi there as well, she stood not the slightest chance.
"No… Oh Lord, please no… I had nothing to do with this…" She was so obviously frightened, and Niragi was still fascinated by her accent. He'd make her talk more just for him – maybe not today, but they'd still have plenty of time left.
He placed his face so close to hers that their noses touched, and she tried to evade it by turning her head. Niragi could smell her perfume, sweet and decent enough to be actually pleasant. There wasn't really any need of perfume or makeup in this world, but women still seemed to care about their outer appearance so much.
"I know you're innocent, little sunflower." With one hand, he caressed her cheek, the dark and soft skin of hers. "But I was innocent as well, all those years back. So let me tell you a secret." He strengthened the touch and forced her to turn her head towards him again so she'd definitely hear his whispered words.
"The bad guys don't care about innocence."
Somewhere in the other side of the room, Takagi mourned something incomprehensible. He was not able to get up, but at least he could witness the rest of their little detour. Hurting a man's girlfriend was sometimes more punishment than an actual brawl, because Takagi seemed like one of those guys who told their girls that they would protect them in every situation of life. And where was his protection now that it was needed the most?
Sonja whimpered and fresh tears escaped her eyes, but she didn't struggle as much anymore. Maybe she had already lost her strength, maybe Rev's solid grip hurt too much. Niragi licked away the salt from her skin, letting the cold metal of his tongue piercing run down her cheek slowly. The girl squeezed her eyes shut, as if it would help her to escape the situation, and it caused Niragi to chuckle. He pressed his lips onto hers, savored the warmth of them before he forced her to let his tongue in. Too scared to do something stupid, Sonja only whimpered under the weight of his body, but it wasn't enough. Niragi wanted her to scream.
He bit her lip, playfully at first, then strong enough that the metallic taste of blood mixed with the salt of her tears, but she still didn't wail like her boyfriend. Clever and strong-willed. A wonderful combination.
Licking away the blood, Niragi moved one of his hands away from her face and down her body. He let his fingers run down the side of her neck, circled it on her shoulder, then cupped one of her breasts, kneading it through the fabric of her clothes. This would be much more fun without all the clothes, and it definitely was one of the advantages of the swim-wear-rule in the Beach.
Niragi had promised Rev to make it quick, and he would stick to his word. With one quick move, he ripped the shirt of hers apart so it revealed a black-and-gold bra. It was nice to look at, but still boring compared to what lay beyond. He nibbled at Sonja's lips one last time and then left a trace of blood and saliva all the way down to her décolleté, where he used his teeth to break the connecting piece between the cups.
"God, no… What do you want? Money? Weapons? I'm sure we can give it to you. Just… just stop, please…" The girl had opened her eyes again, still huge with panic, while she tried to pull up her legs to cover her most delicate parts. But with Niragi's body over her and holding her feet in place, she failed.
"Oh, sweet, sweet sunflower." Niragi brushed aside the remains of her bra and looked her in the eyes. "What I want right now… is you. And you don't need to give it to me, because I'm already taking it myself."
He allowed his hands to cup her breasts once more, just huge enough to fill his grasp, and moved his tongue over one of them. Goosebumps spread all over her body, even on her nipples, and he took a moment to tease her even more with his piercing. The female body was simply beautiful, a piece of art that had to be appreciated more often. Sonja whimpered, a sound that fueled Niragi more than everything before. She was so obviously scared, but her body was still able to feel lust. And what a wonderful twist that was!
Rev changed his position in something more comfortable at the head of the sofa, and Niragi lifted his head for a mere second, noticing the smooth grin on the other Militant's face. This girl might not be his type of woman, but he still seemed to enjoy what he witnessed.
Niragi circled the right breast with his tongue, then the left, where he nibbled on the tip until there was another drop of blood. The moment his teeth sank into her delicate skin, Sonja hissed in pain, and her chest was shaken with a single sob shortly after. Poor thing still tried to be strong.
"You'll need to scream for me. Will you do that, hm?"
Her body tensed, but she didn't respond. There was only another whimper when Niragi turned his attention to her pants and pulled them off her waist in one swift move, including her underwear. He didn't need to get rid of them entirely, just enough so he had access to her promising core.
Soft black curls covered the dark skin that he had just revealed, and Niragi grinned at the sight of it. Sonja tried to press her knees together to stop him, but her body wasn't strong. It was no real effort for him to force her legs aside and he squeezes his knees in between them so her core would remain open.
His hand moved over her stomach and down the inside of her upper leg, and Niragi could already feel the pressure inside his own pants, shouting to be released. The woman under him continued to beg silently, her voice nothing but background noise. Niragi drew circles within the black curls, and then moved his fingers closer to the heat emerging from her center.
She was dry like a desert, still too occupied by the fear she felt to enjoy what was happening. Niragi was used to this already, and he had his methods to change that.
"You… bastard…" Takagi had somehow managed to raise his upper body, but he was swaying dangerously. He tried to crawl towards the sofa but failed too soon, squirming in pain and coughing blood.
Sonja, now breathing heavily with a thin layer of sweat covering her body, tried to look her boyfriend in the eye, as if she pleaded him to help. "Mosu…" It would have been touching if it hadn't been that ridiculous.
Takagi wouldn't be a threat, and even if he managed to get up again, Rev would take care of him. So Niragi turned back to the trembling and anxious woman and allowed his tongue to explore the skin around her belly button. He knew that this spot was either one of the most erogenous areas of a woman or the most forbidden one, and it was fun to tease her either way.
But his tongue quickly moved down, through the curly mess until it reached the sweet spot that had been kept hidden so well. Sonja sobbed again while Niragi held her legs in place with his hands, firm enough to leave bruises on them for sure, and played with her clit, let his tongue and the piercing on it flick back and forth, used his teeth to cover it in bites, although this time not hard enough to make her bleed.
She didn't want to like this, but she was still human after all, and Niragi knew that somewhere, a certain part of her enjoyed it and hated it even more. She'd feel more hate for herself than for him at the end of the day, because she could deny everything she had felt… she could tell everyone how frightened she had been and that this had been the worst day of her life… but she couldn't lie to herself. She couldn't silence the feint voice in her head telling her that somehow, it hadn't been just bad.
Niragi's tongue moved down, left the bright pink spot and dove deep into her flesh, enjoying the sweet taste of hers while he made sure her inner walls wouldn't feel like sandpaper. The sounds of despair escaping her lungs were so beautiful, and Niragi's member hurt so much now that he couldn't keep it caged any longer. He drew back his head and licked his lips only to press them onto her mouth while his hands fumbled to open his jeans. He wanted her to taste her own body, and the warm and moist inside of her mouth was almost too much while he held his stone-hard member in place.
"Scream for me, yes?" He groaned into her mouth, and scream she did. Niragi drank in the pain in her voice, moved faster with each cry she uttered. This woman was so tight and hot around him, and now that he let her try and squeeze her legs together, it only increased the sensations around his member.
It wasn't her first time, but she struggled so hard to get away from him even now, and without Rev holding her hands in place, she would have tried to claw her fingers into his face for sure. Niragi thrust harder now, finally making her scream in pain every time he did, and he didn't even want this to end. He could have gone on like this for hours if it wasn't for Rev, who deserved some fun as well, and his other duties inside the Beach.
Niragi felt the tension in his middle getting stronger and stronger until it almost was too much to bear, and he cried out as well when everything was finally released. More heavy thrusts followed while his legs twitched uncontrollably and his breath came in clipped puffs. He allowed himself to lean his forehead against Sonja's head, watching her tear-covered face through half-closed eyes. Those hazel orbs had been drowned in desperation and pain, and the undeniable fact that there was nothing she could do to escape.
"See?" Niragi panted while giving her another grin, "it wasn't that hard to scream. And next time…" he moved his tongue over her cheek, once more tasting the salt of her tears on it, "it might not be purely out of pain."
He sighed heavily and pulled his member out, feeling how both the sofa and her skin turned wet as he left. Sonja immediately used the sudden freedom to pull her knees against her chest and, when Rev finally released her hands, hugged herself as tightly as possible. She wasn't screaming or praying anymore, but weeping in silence while a mix of blood and Niragi's semen smeared her thighs.
Niragi stuffed his member back into the jeans and threw a last glance towards Takagi, who cowered on the floor and was shedding tears as well while he held his now swollen and badly colored wrist. Yes, he was satisfied with how the events went today, but he wasn't completely done with his revenge. There was more to come, and he already had an idea about it.
"Don't waste too much time in here", he laughed as he opened the door and let Rev get out first, "since there's still a game for you to play tonight."