TITLE: Messing with Love – Chapter 5: "Becoming nothing."
AUTHOR: Too_beauty.
PAIRING: Alexander and Hephaestion.
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Historical Alternative Universe.
DISCLAMER: I don't know the people involved; they belong to History and to themselves.
WARNING: Mentions of m/m relationship, physical and mental torture, insulting vocabulary, male rape, angst.
NO BETA so all mistakes are mine.
Rape scene described in this chapter, considered you warned!
I'm so sorry about my last post! FF uploaded a wrong chapter, that one belongs to the 100 word weekly drabbles! Thanks to all of them who pointed out the mistake and pm me to let me know about this and leave a new comment! YOU all rock! Now, let's go to the story, grab tissues or a chainsaw ....... =) t_b
In spite of his injures and broken bones, Hephaestion had a good night sleep but his peace was shortened suddenly. His two captors entered the cell; Hephaestion saw them weaving towards him and a strong smell of alcohol and bad breath hit his bloody nostrils and he threw up.
"Oh, his majesty's whore is a delicate one; he cannot tolerate our manly scent" said one drunkard to the other.
"So we must teach him a lesson he could never forget" said the bigger man while walking towards their prisoner.
He released one of Hephaestion's arms and let it fall down quickly. Hephaestion cried when he felt like a strong pins and needles sensation all along it when his blood started to circulate again and reached his fingertips.
The big man, whose name was Ox, stood behind Hephaestion and taking the brunette's chiton - from its bottom hem - he ripped it up till the neck, leaving his back nude.
Hephaestion started to tremble, he knew what he was about to suffer and pleaded Zeus to strike him with his thunderbolt before suffering this humiliation.
Ox grabbed his hips with his fat and strong fingers and brought them near his already naked lower body; he spanked strongly Hephaestion's buttocks until they were deep red. He leaned over his back, bit his nape and pulled Hephaestion's head backwards by his hair. Ox whispered into his ear:
"I am neither tender nor small as your King is; you will truly know now what to be with a real man is"
He rubbed his hard erected length between Hephaestion's cheeks, smearing his pre-cum over them. Hephaestion tried to get away but his broken ankle didn't allow him too much movement. He was also tied up again, but this time facing the wall.
"Stay still, slut, or it will be worse" Ox said while he continued with his rubbing.
"I won't surrender to you, you will have to force me or kill me but I'd never accept this willingly" answered Hephaestion, trying to get himself free.
Ox hit his head against the wall to weaken his fight; a big bump appeared immediately on his forehead and so the captor pushed his knee between Hephaestion's legs to open them wider, while one of his hands kept his head smash to the wall.
Ox shoved roughly his manhood without any preparation and Hephaestion cried out in pain loudly; he felt as if he had been ripped in the middle. Ox continued thrusting mercilessly into him biting his back and nape.
Hephaestion thought the rape was over when he felt his rapist's cock leaving his already battered body but it wasn't. Ox shoved it again, even harder if that was possible, and hit the brunette's prostate every time he thrust in.
Hephaestion hated the whole situation but he hated his body even more because it firstly reacted to his rapist's ministrations.
"See, you like being fucked well and hard, slut" said the man while pumping the brunette's cock in sync with his thrusts.
In that moment Hephaestion's body went limp and lost consciousness. Ox finished some time later when he was totally spent and hit his victim viciously.
Hephaestion woke up later, cum and blood trickling down his legs; his body completed covered in bruises and bites. His anger was reborn and a feeling of revenge invaded his heart and his mind.
"Revenge is a dish best served cold" thought the brunette, trying to remember better moments.
Later that day, the smaller captor, called Aetos, went back and gave him some water in a pitcher and a piece of cloth.
"Drink some and use the rest to wash yourself" he said with that northern accent that intrigued Hephaestion so much.
"Why? Don't you want to smell your friend on my body before you rape me?" Hephaestion asked with so much anger in his voice that it could kill.
"No, but you must feel uncomfortable" Aetos said.
"Why do you care?"
"I don't approve Ox's methods"
"But you beat me badly"
"Yes, but beating is quite different to raping. Apart from that, I treasure my life" he said whispering.
Hephaestion did the best he could to clean himself. Aetos had released one of his hands from the shackles before the cleaning process but he had tied him up again later, when it was over.
- "Alexander, please come to me; I don't know how much I can last before cracking totally" whispered Hephaestion before his exhaustion took him to a rest full of nightmares.
