Title: Huis clos
Author: Haldol
Translator: Shannon
Fan-Fic Of: Criminal Minds
Theme(s): Angst, Crime, Drama,
Rating: M
Warnings: Abuse, M/M, Rape
Note: I translated it to the best of my ability so you might or may mot get confused. If you do I'm very sorry!
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Chapter 9
Reid lying on the sheet, sweating. The lack, perhaps ... Or the heat of summer. Because it was summer, no? June ... July? Maybe August ...
Reid tried to remember how long he was here. He could not remember. He was kidnapped by Tobias at the beginning of February. But winter was over. Probably also the same spring.
Spencer had long waited for the FBI team to come rescue him. There were long believed. He had long hoped.
But weeks had passed, then months. Even if often unconscious, even if most of the time stoned, he realized that several months had elapsed. Six months, seven months? He was unable to say.
The temperature was rising. It was very hot now. Even Tobias no longer wearing a t-shirt with short sleeves, often soaked with sweat.
And his hair ... Reid ran his fingers tangled in his curls. His hair had grown so much. His hair was along his neck, he stroked his shoulders soon ...
Yes, it was necessarily for months and months ...
And now Reid no longer believed he hoped for more.
He waited .
It was left entirely to his executioner and only Tobias had the power to change his tragic fate.
Absolute power.
And Tobias did not seem tired of the situation, quite the contrary. He never set him free.
Reid seemed to be his toy. It was entirely to thank you for his abductor. This was his only world, the only person he saw for months, the only person to whom he spoke. Tobias was her everything, Spencer was totally dependent on him.
This camera had created an intimacy between them that nothing could ever erase ... intimacy of bodies but also minds. A strange link, sensual and morbid linked him now ... Tobias and linking him forever ... whatever may happen.
Tobias was increasingly Tobias, a little less often his father. Raphael had long since disappeared.
Reid felt that the father, Charles, resurfacing only to give a pretext to Tobias to cure and the drugs.
In the arms of Tobias, Reid was no longer an inert body, and left no will, a body sometimes beaten, sometimes drugged, fondled and sometimes disjointed ... like a doll ...
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Tobias spent part of the day with Reid. Over the months he spent even more time locked in this dark hut. He washed, fed him, but, be wild, he spoke very little. Most often, it contained the drugs and then watch it soar as a result ecstatic Dilaudid. Tobias could have spent his life watching Reid lying on the bed, enjoying as a result of the injection.
He brought, as always, a meal in the evening. The sun was but had not yet set. The days were long in summer.
Reid noticed that Tobias had excessive sweating. His T-shirt was soaked indefinable color. And it looked as he had dug. He still had the land on his hands and pants, knee ... as if he had scraped the ground with bare hands. Reid did not want to imagine what Tobias had been done. Anyway, he was too tired to think about it.
Tobias untied the hands of Reid: "Well ... Eat ..." He handed it to Spencer a clear soup with a delicious aroma. Seeing that Reid was unable to recover himself, he put the bowl down and sat on the edge of the mattress. He slid his hands under the armpits of the young man and pulled him gently, until his back is against the wall.
"That's better ... well ..." he murmured. However, Tobias does not immediately released his grip. He stared at his strong hands and broad, his hands still dull and full of earth on bare skin, milky and pristine Reid.
Spencer looked down, trying to understand what could and hypnotize his jailer.
He also saw the contrast between the two skins. He also felt that the hands of Tobias were hot and live on his body emaciated and sickly. This contact made him shiver ...
Tobias seemed lost in contemplation of his hands on the naked body of Reid. He let them down gently to the sides of the armpits, sides to the waist, the waist to the belly in a slow and sensual caress.
This gesture was ... different.
Reid's breathing quickened. Tobias could feel his fingers. He looked at his hands waving in the rhythm of breaths increasingly rapid Reid.
His hands wanted to touch it again and again, completely cover the cons hold him, take him ... the possession .
The minutes shatter in the silence of the cabin where nothing moved. Reid felt unconsciously that his fragile world was going to tip over.
Tobias hands down even imperceptibly, his thumb brushed the sensitive skin of the abdomen, on the edge of pajama trousers. The strokes became more supported at the edge of being bold ...
Breathing Reid became erratic, and his lips parted in an uncontrollable gasp, "Tobias ...? "He whispered, a hint of panic in his voice.
Reid's voice broke the strange charm of this ambiguous contact.
On hearing his name, Tobias seemed to recover. He frowned as if he came back to reality, then he slowly withdrew his hands from the underbelly of the young man. Reid noticed they were shaking a little.
"Eat before it is cold" Tobias ordered a serious mechanical voice inflections.
Reid then realized that Charles was on the verge of resurfacing.
A follow...