A/N: Wait! Okay, warning. Rape SCENES coming up. Not one, but several, three, and they're in different ways, so everyone that doesn't want to be triggered or some such thing, shoo. And yes, I tried not to make this too NC-17 because I would flip if this story was taken down, so if it's not descriptive enough for ya, that's not just bad writing, it's because I prefer to not have this story deleted. Sorry for all of you out there who wanted more detail. Though really, I kinda failed at keeping it M…it's pretty damn graphic. So be warned! RAPE! Especially those to whom this chapter will offend or otherwise, I am sorry. So yes, all warnings and such are in place. Now, I'm back to answering reviews the old fashion way. And those that weren't answered for chapter 7 are answered here. Those would mostly be the ones at the top. Bit more about that at the bottom.
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emoth: Lol, thanks, glad to hear it.
evilgoddess1990: No, see, chapter seven reviews weren't included, I'm sorry about that, I DID see that you had voted, and I do appreciate it. Thank you.
LonelyNoMore: Lol, I don't blame you! I really don't. I might even have added it in, but unfortunately I had already finished the story.
Oh, and for chapter eight, too. Thank you! Agh, I know, the whole crucifixion/torture idea has always fascinated me to no end. But I decided this would be more painful, hehe.
Lord Voldemort roks: Nice name! I'm glad you decided to review. Always appreciated. And you can, when you review, (below the box in which you write, I think, there should be empty boxes to check and things that say like "story alert" or "author alert" and a few others) check one or more of the boxes, the one that says story alert will send you a notice with a direct link the minute I post, so you don't have to check every day. And thank you for the birthday review! Oh, and thanks for the review for chapter eight as well! Yeah, I prefer reading stories by updated usually, too. I did have a good birthday, actually, got in a fight and got money, lol, it was great. Plot? Lol, I've been asked that before. This story and not the sequel, the rest will be torturing, but the plot wraps up, or what little plot there was. So yes, there really isn't too much of a plot, but you can't think of it just as a gore-fest, because there is dialogue, there are descriptions, there are characters, and several other things.
insert cliche goth name here: Another awesome name. I love it. I don't know…maybe they weren't actually a sadist. Though why they would read this story if they weren't at least part twisted, I have no idea. Especially with a name like this. That was kind of a large tip off. I agree, though personally, I have never done the whole denial thing, because I know what I am, and it doesn't bother me. I don't see why other people should have to pretend. That's interesting, and thank you, because that's a large part of why I wrote it. I got sick to death of victims and everyone feeling bad for them, you know the kind of story I mean. I wanted people to understand things from not the victim's point of view, but the supposed villains. And understand some of how their minds work. I do in general respond to comments, and I always, without exception, respond to lengthy comments and questions. Ah, you gotta love Fight Club…I love that movie so much. Thanks so much for taking the time to write a real review, not many people do.
theonlyprincessofdarkness: Heh, another nice name. Thanks.
in these chains: Don't worry about it. As long as you vote, doesn't matter. And you did vote: such enthusiasm! Wow. Thanks so much! I do love it when people actually review.
Epoch Everlasting: Never have I received such insults veiled as compliments for my other stories, heh, it's pretty damn amazing. Not that I'm surprised: I do agree, and I don't mind. It amuses me and makes me happy. Everyone more or less calls the story twisted, wrong, horrible, evil, terrible, gory, disgusting, gruesome, dark as hell, terrifying, etc. at some point. Everyone. Or yell at me for scaring them and giving them nightmares. And so on. Well, I'm glad you love it, and it doesn't matter if you're twisted. Or think you are. Either one. You have no idea how many people like having Harry tortured, hehe. Anyhow, thank you.
Life Sucks Learn to Swallow: AGH! It is my secret pet peeve revealed. People telling me life sucks. Gah. Lol, but you obviously don't mean it that way, or not exactly, and thus I won't rant at you. That and because I love it. It's catchy, hehe. Oh, yes, anyhow, I hope you like it…no wait, you already read it, so you might not even be reading it, but no matter. I'll talk to you when you finish that damn homework. Stupid schools.
Yami no Kaze: Hehe, the blood will always keep coming. huggles blood Thanks for the review!
kinky vivian: Yay for kinkiness! Thank you! It was a happy birthday. People gave me money, which made me happy. And I got in a fight. So it was very nice.
James Skye: You're welcome. Yes, it was a very happy birthday, thanks! I got good presents and got in a fight, so it rocked. Lol, you know, I never thought of it that way. Like I had it being this whole sort of dramatic realization, serious, whatever you want to call it, but now that you look at it, it is amusing. Yeah, I liked the snowflake concept, too. You know, I'm actually quite pleased you said that. Honesty, and I'm talking about the dishonesty that's when people say they like it when they don't, is highly underrated. So thank you for not saying you wanted one, weird as that may sound. No, it wouldn't be just more torture. Sadly, I can't tell you what it would be about, as it'd sort of be a spoiler to the ending, but no, it might have some violence of sorts in it, but it wouldn't be just a gore-fest. Plot wise, it's actually related. You'll see. Whoa, thank you! It makes my day to hear that. I do mean it, I really value your reviews because you say what you think, you're honest, and you can tell me what you don't like. Not nearly enough people tell me what I'm doing wrong, besides the usual, it gave me nightmares, you're scary, this is so twisted, and so on. So thanks very much!
cordyangel: LOL I really laughed out loud when I read your review. "Gosh, you're fucked up for a fifteen year old!". It still amuses me. It sounds so naïve and innocent but then so utterly not. I was actually waiting for people to say things like, "You're way too young to be writing this story! I can't believe you're fifteen." And all that stuff. But really, I will treasure that review. Because you're right and because I'm still laughing. And I just realized, you reviewed my very first story, "The Broken". I was just reading it. I've degraded, haven't I? Needless to say, thanks.
death by storm: Sweet, I have enough people that want me to do a sequel that I'm going to go and try and write one, most likely. Thanks!
Jennifer: Thanks, lol, happy to hear you think so. Wasn't that movie awesome? I loved it. Tom Felton is too goddamn sexy for his own good. Daniel Radcliffe and actually a bunch of other people were really hot, too. And the movie itself just rocked.
nat: Lol, nice review. More is coming.
Senasitara: As far as I know "kl" is not actually an English word and if it's yet another abbreviation, just write the damn word, please, because I get tired of guessing what people are trying to say.
Alright, I hope I got everyone, time for the story. Remember the warnings? Rapes scenes. Beware.
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"So tell me, Harry," Hades said, clearly enjoying himself as Harry gave everything he had to get away from him. He lowered his face to Harry's, almost touching and whispered, "Are you a virgin?"
"No! NO!" Harry now knew exactly what was going to happen to him.
"You can't lie to me, Harry," Hades laughed. "I can smell it."
"Don't! Oh, Merlin, please don't!" Harry begged, squirming beneath Hades.
Hades trailed one hand down Harry's chest, and he shivered, and I could see him trembling from where I watched. His fingers brushed down the faint, dark trail leading down into the jeans, and Harry gasped out, "Stop!" and meant it.
Eyes still on Harry's, with a small smile, Hades unzipped the jeans and tossed them across the room. When Harry saw the claw that had formed on Hades' he went very, very still, but he was shaking all over. Hades slit the dark blue boxers in half, and I never saw where they went, because Hades grinned, making sure every single wicked fang was visible to Harry.
"Do you know what I am going to do, Harry?"
"I – no, no, you won't do it!" Harry said, fear making him say things that he knew weren't true.
"Yes, I will," Hades said, settling himself more onto Harry, showing him just how horny he was. "Tell me to do it."
"No!" Harry tried to burrow deeper into the floor, anything to get away from him.
Hades' black jeans were cast aside, and there was suddenly nothing but flesh between them. "Tell me, Harry."
"NO!" Harry resumed struggling, trying to get his hands free, which were trapped under his own body.
Hades snaked a hand underneath Harry, and positioned a claw at his entrance. Harry froze.
"Tell me," Hades whispered. "Tell me to fuck you." His claw started to enter, just the tiniest bit. Harry didn't dare squirm, for driving the sharp claw in deeper.
"I – NO! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Harry screamed, as he felt Hades tense to shove in.
"That's better," Hades said softly. His hair hung around them like a black curtain made of the most beautiful silk, but only on one side, so as not to obstruct my vision. He removed the claw, and Harry let out his breath in one relieved sigh.
Hades smiled ominously. "On your back."
"No, never!" Harry said firmly, though it would have been more impressive if his voice hadn't shook.
Hades rolled off of him, and in one swift movement had him on his back.
Hades put his mouth at his ear and whispered, "Oh, and Harry? The next time you don't do what I want, you'll be fucked with a butcher knife." He licked Harry's ear with his tongue, long and slow.
I saw Harry's eyes widen, but I think the idea and the knowledge that Hades would gladly do it was enough to make him say, very quietly, "Okay."
"You must have meant, 'Yes, Hades'."
"Yes…Hades." Harry whispered.
Hades smiled cruelly, sexily, and without warning thrust into Harry. Harry screamed, a piercing scream that sent chills down my spine and put what I knew was a fanatical smile on my face.
"PLEASE!" was the last sound he made that resembled a word.
"What's that? Harder?" Hades asked, and then his sadistic grin broke through. "If you insist."
Hades laughed as he fucked Harry, and tore apart his insides. That much force, from someone as big as Hades, into a virgin, allowed Harry to make agonized screams that he hadn't made through all that pain before Hades.
I watched, dazed, as Hades raped Harry. It was so goddamn sexy. Hades, black hair spilling down his bare back, silver eyes glowing, grinning, pale skin against the only slightly darker Harry; laughing, brutally tearing him apart.
With one final, forceful thrust, Hades came inside a sobbing, pleading, screaming Harry. Hades pulled out, and flipped Harry so that he lay on his back again.
There was a small pool of blood that was rapidly growing, running down Harry's thighs, pooling out from underneath his ass.
Harry's eyes were shut, and I think he was trying to die by sheer force of will. Or at least disappear and never see us again.
"You never gave me a kiss," Hades said, and spread himself over Harry once again, and began kissing him. It wasn't even forceful, not entirely, at first. It was a lover's kiss, slow, lots of tongue, seductive. Now Hades is not the slow and gentle type. It didn't last long, though, because Harry bit down as hard as he could. He didn't just bite Hades' tongue, he bit his lips, too, and this was not a small, go away, bite. This was a bite that was meant to hurt. It was Harry more or less trying to rip Hades' mouth apart.
Hades began kissing him harder, though there was black blood running out from Hades' mouth and down Harry's. Harry kept biting him whenever he could, though Hades was quick, and by this time, Hades was aroused enough that I was hoping he would just fuck him over and over again.
Harry decided the best thing to do was try and literally rip a raging masochist apart with his bare hands. He must have either ignored or forgotten the raging masochist bit.
Hades let him, pulled back, rolled on his back, laughing, letting Harry do whatever he wanted. Harry started off punching him, and kicking, and biting, even scratching with his nails, anything that would cause him pain or rip him apart. Somehow Harry got a hold of a dagger. It was my heavy suspicion that Hades gave it to him.
Harry stabbed him furiously, over and over again, shouting, "I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" and then when Hades was stabbed all over, had his wrists slit, neck slit, deep cuts everywhere, and wasn't dead, Harry got a little discouraged.
"Why – " stab "won't" stab, slit, punch, punch, punch "you" slap knee slap slap scratch "DIE!" Harry screamed the last word. I think the fact that Hades was laughing until black tears rolled down his cheek, and that he was naked and fully hard sort of discouraged him, too….besides the fact that he really wasn't even hurt, much less dying.
"Better weapons on the Wall," Hades managed to gasp out.
Harry glanced at the Wall and then at Hades, and I think was about to run for the Wall, when the dagger clattered to the floor and he collapsed on top of Hades, sobbing like his heart was being torn apart. He cried so hard he nearly screamed. If the irony of him doing this on top of Hades, the one who caused all of his pain, occurred to him, it didn't show.
Hades sat up, stroking his head. "Hey, it's okay."
He glanced at me, and shrugged, speaking above Harry's incredibly uncharacteristic sobs, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not done yet." He grinned while he said it. Harry was oblivious.
I nodded, waiting for him to begin. Hades cradled Draco in his arms, and walked over to the Wall. Harry clung to him, as if trying to burrow into his very skin. Alternate reality? I wouldn't think that Harry would really want to snuggle with Hades…in his right mind, that is.
"What's your vote, Draco?" he called over his shoulder.
I joined them at the Wall. "I bet you've already decided."
"I have." He held up a wicked looking butcher knife that was long enough to be considered a small sword. Butcher knives are Hades' specialty and trademark weapon if we ever leave dead bodies. He carries them everywhere, and when I first met him, they were used on me.
"And you're going to…" I trailed off.
Hades turned to me and smiled, dumped Harry on the floor. Harry had quieted by now.
"Remember my promise?" Hades asked Harry softly.
One green eye peeked out from behind his arm. "Fuck off."
Hades threw his head back and laughed. "You truly are amazing, Harry. I can't wait to break you."
"I won't scream," Harry said bravely, even sat up. "I won't."
"Know what's going to happen, Harry? You clearly don't." Hades grinned. "You'll scream."
A single tear slid down his cheek, and it was almost red as it mixed with the blood stains on his face. "What?"
I smiled. Hades smiled. "This."
The butcher knife disappeared, encased in his flesh, as blood flew everywhere, and Harry's mouth was open in a silent O of agony, as tears cascaded down his cheeks. It was as though it hurt too much to make a sound. Then Hades gave the knife a twist, and an ear piercing scream ripped the air, as Harry found his voice.
"STOP, STOP!" Harry shrieked, as Hades withdrew the knife and plunged it in, until the end of the blade was gone. "My God, STOP!"
"Your new master is Satan," Hades said calmly. "If you are to speak any name as such, it will be Satan, and if you say that name once more I can promise you that I will fuck you with the largest blade I can find. Say it."
"Satan," Harry whispered, choking on the word.
Hades said nothing more, just thrust the knife in again, and again, and again. Harry was screaming as fast as he could draw breath, writhing on the ground in sheer agony. When Hades drew the blade out at last, it was covered in blood, completely, as was the floor, Harry's perfect ass, and his back where the blood had sprayed out from the wound. Hades was covered in it, especially his hands, but his bare chest, his face, his legs, as well. Blood was everywhere, actually. Some was even on me.
Harry was combination screaming and sobbing, curling into a ball, his hands on his own shoulders.
Hades leaned down to his ear, and whispered, "You screamed."
Harry swatted at Hades with his hands, trying to crawl away, but every time he moved his legs he screamed even louder and shook.
Hades pushed Harry onto his back, running his hands over his chest. "You really are beautiful, you know that?" He kissed Harry, running his long tongue all over his face, cleaning the blood and the tears from his face. Harry weakly pushed at Hades' chest, trying to push him off. Hades moved onto his neck, and it must have been particularly sensitive, because he stopped moving. That was a sign all in itself.
Hades made his way down from the neck, tongue circling Harry's now hardened nipples, as Harry squirmed beneath him. I glanced down and noticed that Harry was starting to get aroused.
Hades' tongue traced the faint trail of black hair leading down, and Harry started struggling in earnest, realizing what was going to happen. But when Hades wants you to stay put, you are not going anywhere until he decides you can. Isn't anyone alive that's better at pinning someone to the ground than Hades is. Even if there doesn't appear to be anything holding you down.
Harry started to say something in protest, started to draw breath to scream at him, but at the first lick to the sensitive skin between his thighs, his words were forgotten. When Hades took his head in his mouth, his hands were buried in Hades' hair and his eyes were closed. He was making a different sound entirely now. I couldn't see all of what Hades was doing with his mouth, but it had Harry's hips rising to meet him, and a thin sheen of sweat covering his blood stained body. And whatever it was had to be amazing, because when you have just been fucked with a butcher knife, there is very little that is going to distract you afterwards.
Hades pulled away, a devilish look on his face. "Now tell me to stop, Harry."
"Don't stop!" Harry gasped. "Please, I need – "
Hades smirked and took all of him in his mouth.
Harry's eyes flew open with a gasp, the pleasure only enhanced by the back round of pain. He tried to resist for a second, and the look in his eyes was horror made smaller by pleasure, and then an involuntary moan escaped his lips. He was thrusting into Hades' mouth, his breath beginning to come faster.
"Hades!" he cried, and that one word sent shivers down my spine. Tears ran down his cheeks, as though the horror and the irony of it were killing him inside, but his body had no way of resisting. And then a scream very different from his earlier screams filled the room, as ecstasy overwhelmed him and his orgasm hit him, as wave after wave of pleasure so intense that any more would have been too much for a semi-human to handle shook his body. He cried Hades' name again, though it was more of a scream, and rode the pleasure until it finally ended. It might have been hours later, or many minutes, it was hard to tell. I was mesmerized.
Harry lay there, panting, body boneless, liquid. After a while, he almost sat up, after several tries, still on a high that you can't get anywhere else. He gave up after a half-hearted sigh of frustration, and lay back on the ground, body limp, muscles not wanting to work.
Hades stood. "When he comes around, that's got to fuck him up." He licked his lips. "Damn, even his cum tastes good." He thought on that, rolling the taste around in his mouth. "Good's a definite understatement."
"You lucky bastard," I said, closing the distance between us. "I want a taste."
After sharing a long, probing kiss, Hades and I decided to spend the rest of the time that Harry needed to be able to think coherent thoughts together and…bond. Who wouldn't be horny after that?
Hades tackled me to the ground, and we rolled over and over, ending up with him on top, staring down at me with those insane silver eyes.
"It's been a while since we had pain," Hades reasoned.
"It has," I agreed. We both had matching grins.
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A/N: ….bring on the flames. Though at least it won't be about having a short chapter for once, that was quite long. And my apologies, I know the end of this chapter implies it, but the next chapter does not include any real Hades/Draco. There is only one more chapter after this, so keep the reviews coming, tell me if you want that sequel or not if you haven't already. If you don't, I'm going to finish writing some other stories. Oh, and also, you know what, screw the reply button, it hates me, I hate it, it complicates everything. It's actually easier to answer your reviews here. Which I will start to do again. Apologies to those that prefer the other way.