PLEASE NOTE THIS IS A RATED R CHAPTER! CONTAINS AN EXPLICIT R P# SCENE. I WROTE THIS AFTER A NIGHTMARE SO IF THIS SQUICKS YOU OUT OR IS A TRIGGER-
DO NOT READ
Another Chiss Noble attacks Ezra in hopes of being the 'Father' of the next heirs, in the shower, Thrawn saves Ezra, attacker initially escapes, second scene of Attacker being captured and publicly executed (crew, assuming his treason for "threatening the Royal family" was trying to help Ezra escape, attempted rescue) Ezra feels Thrawn isn't a complete a-hole for the first time, Stockholm sets in.
Ezra POV
I can't wait to leave this kriffing room! Thrawn is on his way home, and he promised me a day out so long as I look presentable. So I'm trying to hurry up and finish my shower before he gets up here, I probably have about one, one and a half hours to switch from my casual fuzzy sweatpants and tank to something more his taste, plus a few minutes while he is getting out of his 'work clothes'. I bet he would go nuts over my new yellow sundress with all these bows and ruffles. Admittedly wearing dresses and stuff isn't all that bad, it's the undergarments that are a pain in my butt, especially the stockings because they refuse to stay up for force's sake. I'll just skip them today, it's warm enough. Being a little behind schedule I had just put shampoo in my hair when the bathroom door opened, my view of the entering individual blurred into a blue silhouette by the white semi translucent shower curtain I convinced Thrawn to install for my privacy.
"You're home early Thrawn, give me ten more minutes then you can take your turn, alright?" I commented as the form moved closer, it's blueness hinted with an unusual lavender tone.
The form must have smiled at my calmness and chuckled saying "Or I could simply join you, we could have a lot more fun that way." The voice was unfamiliar with a terrifyingly malicious undertone, lavender tinged fingers pulled the curtain aside and opened the glass door as his muscular form blocking my escape.
The man, who was definitely not the Thrawn whose company had become tolerable to the point of near enjoyment, waltzed into the large white shower wearing only briefs and 2 pairs of cuffs attached. The man quickly pinned me to the wall beneath the showerhead, the temperature controls dug into my back. He pressed himself tightly against my bare skin before roughly forcing my arms above my head and used one of the cuffs to fix them to the showerhead.
"No.." I began to plead, but he forced his tongue down my throat.
Don't! Stop! My brain screamed as the boxers landed with a damp thud on the shower floor. The man then forced my legs apart until I was straddling him and wrapped the second set of cuffs around my ankles. He broke his 'kiss' and I screamed for the guards, or the help staff, or even Kuma Lisa to save me, but he simply grabbed my chin and forced me to meet the bloody crimson orbs of his eyes,
"No one will save you, I finished off every last one of your master's guards, and for him, well he won't be around for a few hours. Now let's begin tonight's activities" he hissed before thrusting hard into me
As time passed everything became hazy, only a few fragmented pleas made their way out of me, my tears on the other hand poured down as fast and hard as the lukewarm water dripping down out of the shower.
(Italics Ezra, underlined the attacker)
No! Someone help me!
Please, Stop…
Why would I Do that?
There is nothing you gain from this! STOP!
Except there is, You my prize come with a Thrown
NO No no, I can't, I won't be with you! Oww!
He painfully yanked my head to the side so he could reach my neck and bit into it hard enough that I could feel hot blood run down my chest in a thin stream, only to get smeared across my stomach by his body as he continued his pursuit.
Slowly I began to shake, not from fear but something else, my toes curled and I choked back a moan before a spray of my fluids came out coating the shower floor and my attackers legs leaving me exhausted and trembling. My body was painfully sensitive as he continued to pound into me at an increasingly more strenuous rate until he came deep within me, hot drips leaking out onto my inner thigh.
Seems like you enjoyed yourself after all, we'll take a minute before round two
Enjoyed myself? I thought as he undid my feet, letting them thump loudly against the wall with only the tips of my toes reaching the floor. That was the most painful experience of my entire life, but did I, did I climax? What did I do to deserve this? I was good, I kept my head down, kept my heritage quiet, responded to my female name in public, but he didn't care, he wasn't even surprised when he saw my...he must've already knew. My breathing is uneven and forced, and the shampoo in my hair is starting to drip down into my face as I stare at the man's soaked black briefs still on the tiled shower floor, now with fresh white stains from both of us.
Thrawn, please, come home. I didn't mean it, I couldn't stop it
I whispered to myself and my missing Fiance, Despite my unwillingness to enter the horrible situation, part of me was screaming that Thrawn would no longer be kind and patient with me, but instead become like the stranger currently drying himself off with Thrawn's robe and simply take what he wanted.
The man walked back towards me, and i whimpered as his hands touched my side, he flipped me over to get to the Shower's controls and turned the water off, one lonely stream of icy drops hitting my back as he slid me back over in front of the dials, this time they dug into my stomach and I braced myself for 'Round 2' of the worst day of my life. He rubbed his hands up and down my back, occasionally stopping at my ass to give it a firm squeeze or spank, his fingers crawling slowly to the crack before jamming two of his fat fingers up into my asshole making me wince.
Since I have time… Why don't I explore all my options
He let his fingers search my insides for something, rubbing various places and looking over my shoulder at my face to gauge how I reacted. I stayed as still as I could until he reached a particularly sensitive spot that made me grunt with a reddening face. Pleased with his findings he removed his fingers and lined himself up, I was almost relieved by how he eased himself in this time, but he was completely dry and it burned as he began to increase his pace.
Remembering how last time he only became more aggressive as I begged, I did my best to stay quiet, only a painful yelp here or an instinctive grunt there, to which he reacted by trying to make me hurt more so that I would beg again for some mercy that would never come. He instead took to cursing at me, calling me
my little Slut, or a slave good for nothing but a place to rest his dick and make babies,
eventually moving on to my greatest fear by telling me Thrawn felt the same way about me, but wasn't 'Man enough' to take what he 'deserved', My tears began to well up, and I again began to plead, I begged everyone I had ever met for help; my crew, Lando, Sato, Tigris, Thrawn, even every sith I met, Vader, Maul, even any passing inquisitor, I would rather go through their torture than this.
Anyone Please!
My throat was sore from screaming, and bruises were forming on my waist, neck, and around my privates from his tight grip and incessant attacks. After what felt like an eternity he finally pulled out, only to re-insert himself in my vagina to release his load there.
That was some of the best ass I've had in my entire life, he leaned forward and bit my earlobe before whispering I can't wait until I can do this every night for the rest of your life.
My entire body shuddered as he pulled out and walked to a bag sitting on the sink. He pulled out a clean set of clothes and dressed himself, although to top off my poor luck that night when he looked back over at me he became hard again. I fought my restraints with what little energy I had left as he approached again undoing the belt he had only put on moments before. Leaving me facing the wall he wrapped my flailing legs around himself again, re-cuffing them behind his back. He lined himself up quickly before starting a third round of his nightmarish 'activity'. My face was red and sweaty as I let out one last call
THRAWN!
"What the hell, Ezra!?" my Fiancee finally answered, barging into the bathroom with his blaster drawn.
You're back early my attacker said nervously, his pants around his ankles and still half a thrust inside me.
Thrawn looked at the man with a level of hate and disgust that would make a sith melt as the man undid one of the cuffs on my feet and pulled up his pants. Thrawn fired a narrowly avoided shot at the man's head as he fled. My attacker went for his bag, probably to retrieve his own weapon only to lose a couple fingers from the next shot. He looked back at me before leaving the apartment completely.
Thrawn Pov
I went to chase the asshole who attacked MY fiancee, but stopped when I heard 'her' crying from the shower, before returning I looked around the main room at all the corpses that used to be my personal guards. Their loyalty will certainly be missed, I quickly rushed to Ezra, luckily the man had left the key in the cuff still attached to 'her' ankle. I gently took Ezra down off the showerhead and carried 'her' like an infant to the bed, tucking my little rebel in. She was shivering so I gave her my white admiral jacket draped over her shoulders and went to go retrieve some warm clothes, at first I reached for one of the silky nightgowns, Ezra has had enough feeling vulnerable today, I thought as I then went into my drawers and pulled out my softest sleep set, a white long sleeved flannel shirt and pants set, along with a pair of Ezra's underclothes.
'She' couldn't meet my eyes as I handed the outfit to 'her', knowing that she was still incredibly shaken up I decided to wait before asking her any questions until after Ezra was dressed and had a chance to breathe. I sat by 'her' side as she tried to button the shirt, hands shaking too much to get any of them through. Ezra seemed to try and avoid my hand reaching over to help, I realized that the stress of the ordeal must have caused massive amounts of physical and emotional trauma that could potentially put Ezra into shock.
Pulling out my comn i plugged in the frequency of a medic I trusted, "Dr, I need you in my _ apartment stat, Bring everything you need to treat a rape victim going into shock." I said, trying to remain as calm as I could,
"What did you do?!" She growled,
"I didn't get home fast enough." My voice cracked for the first time in years, and the dampness of a teartrack formed down my cheek.
Doctor was silent for a second before asking "Do you need "
Ezra tried so hard to straighten up and push down his fear so he could answer the questions, but the story came out scrambled confirming my suspicions of shock.
The doctor stated she was on her way and would be here in under an hour, although at this point i was hardly listening. Instead I was trying to figure out how to save Ezra from the nightmare replaying in 'her' head behind now foggy sapphires. 'she' refused my hand when I had tried to hold hers,
"One day you're going to do that to me too" 'she' cried, tears pouring down 'her' cheeks
"No sweetie, never," I said guiding 'her' eyes to meet mine. "You mean too much to me, it would destroy me to see you like this again and know it was my doing." leaving her still half dressed and wrapped in a blanket I pulled her up into my lap, tear tracks running down my cheeks intensely now too.
By the time the doctor got to us, we were both such emotional wrecks that we didn't even notice her arrival.
She told me to leave so she could treat Ezra and perform the rape kit, but as I was getting up Ezra grabbed my hand with a look in her eyes that seemed to scream 'Stay, I need you'. The kit took longer than usual due to all the evidence needing to be catalogued, and a deep bite mark that needed both stitches and bacta to start healing.
Ezra POV
The scarlet eyes looking down at me weren't filled with lust like my attacker's, but pain and compassion as I layed helpless in his arms. Im safe now I thought with my ear to his racing heart, a large yet polished hand whipping away my tears. Thrawn may have kidnapped me, even hurt me, but I was treated with general respect that grew into an odd sort of love, Thrawn loves me, and I care about him! That monster was lying, Thrawn will wait until I'm ready. Even if he has to wait forever.