Author's Note: The italicized sentences are the images in Sheamus's mind.
Randy watched in fright as Sheamus finished undressing and crawled up the bed towards him. This wasn't the Shea he knew. He knew Sheamus liked it a little rough but this was something more. This was like Sheamus wasn't seeing the real Randy, but a version that was in his mind. Randy looked into Sheamus's eyes, his own eyes widening as he realized that Sheamus wasn't just drunk, but also high from taking something. He wanted to move, wiggle, scream, anything, but he couldn't because of the way he was tied and gagged. He went from freight to fearing for his life when he saw Sheamus still crawling up the bed with a letter opener in his hand.
Sheamus looked at Randy without truly seeing him. He saw a Randy who liked being tied and treated roughly. A Randy who looked at him with lust, want and most importantly love in his eyes. A Randy who accepted him and wanted him and was waiting to be pounded into the bed. He was now up to Randy and hovering over him.
"Ahh Love, I can see it in your eyes," Sheamus said as he reached a hand out and gently cupped Randy's face. "You love being tied and treated roughly, but I really want to kiss you right now. Let's get rid of this gag."
Randy jerked away from the hand and looked at Sheamus with revulsion. Randy looked at him lovingly while leaning into the hand caressing his face. He stilled as he watched Sheamus bring the letter cutter up to his face and slid it between the ball gag and his cheek.
Randy looked at him lovingly while leaning into the hand caressing his face.
Randy held his breath until he felt the blade cut through the cloth and his mouth was free from the ball gag. He breathed a deep breath to protest against his rough treatment, but was quickly silenced by Sheamus's lips attacking his. Randy was fighting the revulsion building in his stomach from having Sheamus's tongue invading his mouth.
Randy was greedily lapping and sucking at his tongue. He happily played with the invading tongue. His body writhing under Sheamus's; wanting more.
Randy couldn't take it anymore, so he did the only thing he could think of and bit Sheamus's tongue. The relief was immediate and brief, because a second later his head snapped to the side and he saw stars as pain invaded his cheek. He turned back to glare at Sheamus as he realized he was punched in the face. When his eye sight started returning, he looked up to see a murderous looking Sheamus.
"You little bitch! You bit my tongue" Sheamus growled angrily while glaring at him, "I'm going to teach you a lesson."
Randy never had a chance to respond before Sheamus's hand was around his throat squeezing it and his cock already shoved up Randy's hole with no prep.
"Why can't you love me? Why? Why not me?" Sheamus kept asking angrily while his drool and spit landed on various parts of Randy's face.
Randy tried to scream, but the hold around his throat was too tight. All he knew was the pain of being choked out, and the abuse to his prostate as he felt himself tear and bleed.
"I will mark you as mine and then no one will want or love you but me. I will force your love and you will be mine alone," Sheamus said as he let up on his grip of Randy's neck and grabbed the letter opener.
Randy thought he had long gone numb of feeling when he felt himself begin to breathe again, but that was short-lived. He didn't even realize what was happening to him until he felt sharp pain around his stomach area and heard maniacal laughter coming from somewhere. Looking down, he saw Sheamus with the knife start to carve into his stomach and screamed as new pain brought him to sweet oblivion and he blacked out.
Pale blue eyes watched as Sheamus carried his guest to his room. The man didn't think much about it, he had stayed with Sheamus for a month and was used to the man bringing dates home. The only thing that caused the man to pause for a minute was that Sheamus was carrying his date, but he quickly brushed it aside as the guy couldn't hold his liquor. He took a couple of minutes to make sure Sheamus closed his bedroom door and was not coming out again.
After checking the hallway again and seeing Sheamus's door firmly shut, the man snuck out of his own room and down the stairs to the main floor. The man had already checked the basement so now he was checking the main floor. It was after the man had checked the first two empty rooms and was now in Sheamus's office looking through paper work trying to find incriminating evidence when he heard the first scream that made him stop and listen. When he didn't hear anything else, he decided it was just Sheamus and his man having fun.
It wasn't until he heard the blood curdling scream that made even the blood in his veins freeze that he decided to go check up on the men. He dropped what he was doing and quietly rushed up the stairs to Sheamus's room. He reached the room and quietly turned the handle and opened the door slightly. Looking inside, he saw Sheamus pounding into the younger man while mumbling something. He was going to leave when a strong scent of iron hit his nose and he heard Sheamus laugh maniacally. This time he saw blood pooling on the sheets and Sheamus's erratic hand motions.
His eyes scanned the room and saw not five feet against the wall was a book case that held a wooden book end. He snuck in, grabbed the book end, walked up behind Sheamus and knocked him out. He pulled Sheamus off the young man and sat him up against the wall. When he turned around and looked at Randy, he almost got sick to his stomach. The young man was bleeding where Sheamus was carving his name into his stomach and blood still coming from the young man's hole.
Firstly, he recognized the man as Randy when he checked for a weak pulse and cursed lowly to himself. He knew this was going to cause more problems than one. He then found a first aid kit in the bathroom and used the gauze there to wrap what he could of Randy's stomach. He then used the knife that Sheamus dropped to cut the bindings around Randy's legs and found the key to unlock the wrist cuffs.
He then started to wrap Randy in as many blankets as he could when he heard a low groan. Turning around he saw Sheamus start to stir and cursed. He quickly, but gently picked Randy up and hurried out of the house to his car. He got Randy into the car, slid in after him and drove away. As they got further away from Sheamus's house, he grabbed his phone and dialed a number.
When a sleepy voice answered, he said, "Open the safe house and wake Doc. Tell him to meet me there. It's pretty bad, babe, I'll explain when I get there."
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