Hans's fragile body shook at the coldness of the air in Arendelle's dungeon. He hadn't been fed in a week, kept in worse conditions than even an animal. He was surviving by sheer willpower and wishes that he'd be released at some point. He was weak and vulnerable. And, to make it worse, his body was also working against him as his time of the month approached. He needed to have something inside him. He heard someone come in and his eyes blinked open to see the door close behind the person who had entered and he saw a man's face through the darkness as light shone from a lantern the man had brought. It was Kristoff. He was too weak to fight back as Kristoff's eyes bored into him with demonic anger. He felt Kristoff taking off his clothes and couldn't stop him. He then watched Kristoff take himself out stroking himself hard as he stared animalistically at Hans and Hans gasped as Kristoff stuffed his cock inside Hans's body. Hans couldn't hear, couldn't see, couldn't concentrate on anything but how good it felt to have Kristoff inside him.
"You pretended to love Anna and then betrayed her. What goes around, comes around, Hans. And I don't think your turn with betrayal will feel that good afterwards." Kristoff said. But Hans didn't hear him through his lust-fogged mind. Hans gave a gasp as Kristoff started moving inside him, thrusting in and out and he gave a moan as his eyes rolled back and he clamped down on Kristoff's cock and Kristoff growled and went harder, throbbing inside the slender disowned Prince. Hans gave a cry as he spasmed around him, breath hard and Kristoff realized that this was the young man's first time. He went slower now as Hans gave a lazy look at him and he pressed kisses to his forehead and Hans gave nothing but moans and pleasured noises. Hans spasmed around him again as Kristoff angled forward and Hans clutched onto him as his head fell back against the wall with a loud moan and he desperately moved against Kristoff, needing more as long as the older man was inside him, giving his friction and movement. It felt so good. Kristoff throbbed harder inside Hans and he grabbed onto the younger's face and crashed their lips totether and Hans wrapped his arms around his neck and his legs got tighter around Kristoff's waist. Kristoff felt like his cock was being held as prisoner by Hans's throbbing, hot, needy hole. Hans breath got faster as he tightened and loosened faster around his love's cock until he couldn't stop it and let out a scream as he came on himself and Kristoff. Kristoff rode Hans through the littler man's orgasm before he rode out his own orgasm inside Hans's ass as the younger man layed his head against Kristoff's, his breath hard and his body trembling as Kristoff lowered them to the floor and Hans was suddenly scared he would leave, his mind fragile at this point and he needed Kristoff to stay. Kristoff pulled out of him and layed him on the floor and went to get dressed again. He got stopped by a fragile hand grasping his own desperately and a soft whimper.
"Please, don't go." Hans whimpered, tears forming in his eyes and Kristoff wanted to stay so bad, but he knew he couldn't. He came to Hans so he could hurt him like he hurt Anna. Not to plant a seed in him like he was a woman. But Hans was so sweet and he'd just taken his virginity. Hans gave a sob as Kristoff ripped his hand away from him and got dressed. But he turned back to him and he looked at him with sad eyes before kissing his forehead and running his hand through Hans's fiery red hair and tear-ridden green eyes looked up at him with a desperate look. "Please. Not yet. Don't leave me alone, Kristoff. I can't stand being alone again." Hans whimpered in pure desperation. Kristoff saw the desperation in his eyes but pushed the thoughts of Hans being a sweet, innocent lover out of his mind and saw him as a evil, annoying enemy.
"Oh Hans, if only there was someone out there who loved you." Kristoff said coldly and Hans's bottom lip trembled as his eyes went wide and he looked up at him with his green eyes glittering with terror that Kristoff would hit him. But the hit never came as Kristoff left him and Hans broke down into sobs as his abuser walked away from his cell.