Broke But Not Broken Chapter 11
Mituna stands as the final bell rings, making his way out of the classroom with the rush to avoid any unwanted attention. He hurried through the halls, speed walking towards the front entrance. It was right in front of him when Jason stood in front of it, blocking it and glaring at him.
"Yo, Fresh meat. you ever going to apologize for running into me before?" He asks, pissed. It seemed as though he was like Sollux's friend Karkat, almost always pissed.
Mituna swallowed, looking up at the other for a moment before responding. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."
Jason shakes his head, taking a step forward. "Didn't mean to what, Fish boy?"
"I, I'm sorry I ran into you before?" Mituna half asked, unsure what the other really wanted.
the boy grabbed the front of his shirt, throwing him down. "Damn straight. Now get out of my sight"
Mituna quickly picked up his bag, avoiding looking at the other till he was out of the building. Now he was going to be late to his appointment. Well, more late than he would have been otherwise
He jogged up the entryway to Ashe's house, knocking and trying to calm his slightly ragged breaths.
Ashe answered the door a moment later, frowning at the teen and obviously stating, "You're late."
"I'm sorry, my board broke about a week ago and-" Mituna started
Ashe held up a hand, ushering the other inside. "Excuses are excuses, and I don't care to hear them. Sit down and get out your things, I'll help in a minute."
Mituna shut his mouth, nodding and sitting down at the table with his algebra textbook. He opened to a page on the Pythagorean theorem, frowning at the page. That was actually not the worst math, but he still didn't care for it.
He looked over to where the teacher was a moment ago, hearing water running before Ashe asked if he wanted anything to drink. His jog had left him thirsty, so he replied with a simple yes.
Ashe came out a moment later with a glass of apple juice in one hand and milk in the other. He sat the juice in front of him, looking at the book and explaining the page to Mituna. Mituna chugged the glass, half listening to the explanation on what little math he was actually good at.
"So, you get it? A squared plus B squared equals c squared. Easy stuff, right?" Ashe asked, gesturing to the book.
"I get it... But why do they have to be squared? Can't they be just A, B, and C?" He asks, his head held in his hand. He was starting to get a migraine.
"Because that's just how it is. Okay, you want me to solve the first one, or can you do it?" Ashe asked, obviously not caring.
"I'll do it" Mituna responded, taking a few minutes to solve the first one. His headache wasn't quiet as he expected, but his thoughts were getting muddled in his head, making it harder to concentrate.
Ashe shifted closer, seeming to notice that he obviously was not getting it. he moved his chair closer, grinning at the other and explaining the problem. Mituna couldn't focus on what he was saying, but he knew he was speaking. It wasn't until he felt a hand on his shoulder that he noticed he was zoning out.
(A/N: okay if you have an issue with rape or anything then continue after the next bold)
All the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, not quite in fear... It was a feeling he couldn't place. He looked up at his instructor, eyes half closed. He could feel something drifting down and it was a moment before he realized that he was hard. His eyes snapped open as much as they could as he felt something come into contact with his hard-on. He saw the brown hair, those brown eyes right in front of his own as Ashe stroked him firmly.
His eyes drifted closed, his mind screaming at him to move, to do something. He felt everything, he felt the tutor's hand fumbling with his pants one second and breathing on his groin the next. It was so warm, almost too hot to bear. He managed to open his eyes, seeing Ashe smirking at him before moving closer. Mituna then noticed the tears running down his own face. He tried to shake his head, but Ashe enveloped him into his warm wet cavern before he could make his body cooperate with him. He moaned despite his mind's pleas for it to stop, bucking into Ashe's mouth in a desperate attempt to gain some friction while his mind screamed at him.
Ashe smirked, pulling back a bit and teasing Mituna with agonizingly slow licks as Mituna unwillingly mewled at the feeling.
Mituna finally managed to do something, half begging for him to just stop. He could hear Ashe chuckling in response. "Stop? Why would I do that when you're already leaking for me?"
Mituna's eyes snapped open, not realizing they had closed. He saw the precum weeping from his member, shame coloring his face at the realization. He could barely speak in between moans as Ashe took his entire length into his mouth, bobbing up and down and sucking harshly. It was so bad, it felt so wrong. So wrong, but so good. He was ashamed at his body's reaction, at how he could let this happen to him. Yes, the tutor obviously played a part in it, but he... He was obviously drugged or something, but it was still him. He wanted it all to stop but continue forever, and he hated himself for it.
His pleas changed, turning more into him just begging "please..." between moans and pants.
And then it stopped. The warmth had left him, his teacher now grinning about a foot away from his face. He whined at the lack of contact, his mind thanking whatever deity could possibly be watching.
His dilated eyes gazed back into Ashe's as Ashe picked him up off of the chair, setting him on the old couch before climbing on top of him.
He wasn't certain when Ashe had gotten rid of his pants, but he was distracted as Ashe forced him into a deep heated kiss. It was a short moment before he felt something prodding at his entrance, pushing forwards and stretching him slightly as it rubbed against his virgin walls. He gasped in pain, Ashe growling slightly and breaking the kiss long enough to tell him to stay still or it would hurt more. He obeyed, not really able to do anything even though his mind continued to scream at him to just run.
Another digit pressed into him, moving slowly but swiftly before being joined by another a moment later. It hurt, but he could tell that he was hard again. He knew he must've been drugged. He never should have accepted that drink, no matter how thirsty he was. When he was finally used to the feeling of the fingers, they left. He looked at the other, who pressed them into his mouth with the simple order to "suck". He did as he was told as best as he could, disgusted at the foul taste of the other that lingered on them. Ashe took his hand back. His hand was connected by a string of saliva before he used it to coat himself as a makeshift lubricant, lining himself at Mituna's entrance while looking to the teen.
A look of fear and realization crossed Mituna's face, Ashe chuckling and thrusting in all the way. Mituna cried out in pain, while Ashe kissed him again to muffle the sound. Ashe almost purred at how tight Mituna was, moving slowly at first to try and break in his new "pet".
Tears continued to cascade down Mituna's pale face with renewed vigor. The pain had passed, now leaving only pleasure and muddled thoughts. He could feel warmth pooling at his core, building with each thrust of the other as he lay there blindly clawing weakly at the other's back. It only took a moment before it became too much and he came over the other's shirt. But Ashe wasn't done, now thrusting even faster and hitting a spot that made Mituna see stars. He moaned again in ecstasy as he felt that warmth again returning.
Ashe continued to ram into that spot mercilessly, Mituna cumming twice before Ashe finally let loose deep inside him. Ashe moaned long and deep, filling the drugged teen before picking him up, still inside him, and carrying his limp frame to the bathroom as blood and cum dripped from the two onto the freshly cleaned tiled flooring.
Mituna was exhausted, but he didn't feel as confused and messed up as before. The drugs must be wearing off, he reasoned.
Ashe stepped into the shower with the other, turning the water on hot before proceeding to rape the other again until he was satisfied. He sloppily cleans him off, getting rid of whatever "evidence" he had left.
(A/N: Okay, read on)
After the "shower", Mituna was shaking and fully alert. Ashe sighed, tossing his clothes at him and telling him to get dressed.
Mituna sat there, curled into himself and sobbing before Ashe sighed and grabbed him by the shoulder, yanking him up and again telling him to get dressed. Mituna obeyed without a word, hands shaking as he redressed himself. Ashe had left the room, leaving Mituna alone in the bathroom.
Mituna left after going downstairs, being told by Ashe that he was done for the day and that he was to tell no one about their "tutoring session". Mituna didn't want to think about it, heading home sore and fidgety.