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kat8chaOne thing I ask everyone on my Flist realize before clicking this link is-
I AM KINKY! Extremely kinky. And that this is an ongoing Ninja AU that my freind and I do in IM's. Though what's written below is all me, cause Emi has finals this week and I'm holding the carrot in front of her face.
It's YukiFuji and involves *SMUT*!!! NON-CON!!!! OBJECTS AND PEOPLE USED FOR SEX!!! And at one point MPREG! Though not in what's under the cut. That's just smut, and non-con, and BDSM and objects and people used for sex. There is blood and should be considered NC-17
No title
Rating: NC-17
AU!!!
Yuki/Fuji
Fuji turned in the darkened hallway, his eyes widening in surprise as he spotted a familiar figure darting across the hall. The figure froze, halfway out a window and staring at him with wide eyes. Fuji knew the form, Nobura from St. Rudolph. St. Rudolph was a hidden Ninja clan, comprised of people who didn't fit into their birth clans. Fuji's brother was part of it. They gathered data on lesser ninja clans and brought them down. They had tried to take on Seigaku, but bit off more then they could chew. Looking at Nomura Fuji worried. St. Rudolph couldn't come to Yukimura's attention. Couldn't. 'You'd never win.' He tried to communicate with his eyes.
Nomura nodded and vanished. Fuji bit on his bottom lip before continuing to his room.
Fuji was tired, dead tired. Training had been so hard lately, and he had been doing extra. Yukimura had sent him on missions lately too. He was awoken by Honey's scream but had no time to react behind Yanagi placed a cloth over his mouth. His movements were sluggish as he fought to move away, until his body stopped cooperating all together. He was heaved on the shoulder of one of the large ninjas and carried away, Aoi crying that they bring him back. Soon even Fuji's mind drifted away into darkness.
Fuji awoke to blink at Yukimura, who was smiling sweetly. He was on the ground, hands tied behind his back. Fuji had never seen the room before, though it looked a lot like Yukimura-san's office. Darker though, the only light was on Yukimura-san's desktop, where he was doing paperwork.
"I heard that you let a spy slip through your fingers Fuji-kun." Yukimura looked up at Fuji, eyes glittering. "Please, have a seat."
Fuji moved to kneel on the cushion bowing his head. A spy...? Ah... "I didn't know there was a spy on the grounds." Nobura... had he been captured? What had happened? How did Yukimura know?
"Nobura-kun reports to me Fuji-san." Yukimura tapped a pen against his cheek. "Maa, he's my spy. But you didn't know that did you." Standing Yukimura walked to the front of the desk. "You let him go because you didn't want St. Rudolph's brother to my attention, ne?"
Fuji focused on the ground by Yukimura's feet. He wouldn't say anything. His brother... he couldn't.
"Because of your younger brother?" Yukimura smiled. "Maa, St. Rudolph's isn't worthy of destruction. Though I am tempted to see how some of them would do under our command. They have a few young recruits I find interesting...."
Fuji's hands clenched into fists. The other knew. "Ah, isn't it in an older brothers nature to protect their younger siblings?" He murmured. Yukimura sighed.
"What am I to do with you Fuji-kun?" He murmured quietly. "You seem to find enjoyment in defying me. Not even the threats to your lover or your children keep you in line long."
Fuji looked blankly at Yukimura's feet. It was in his nature to fight back. He didn't trust Yukimura, didn't believe in the other, and so couldn't follow him. Yukimura moved around Fuji, placing one hand in the others hair to hold him still. Kneeling down he breathed into Fuji's ear, "Do you know what you did wrong Fuji-kun? Will you repent to your god?"
Fuji pulled away and the grip on his hair tightened, jerking him back. "You. Are not. My God." Fuji bit out. Yukimura laughed.
"But I am Fuji-kun." Fuji was then jerked off his knees by the hold on his hair. Akwardly he stumbled as Yukimura pulled him, feeling some hair rip as he followed Yukimuri into the shadows of the room. As his eyes adjusted Fuji's eyes widened at the object Yukimura was leading him to.
It was a statue, obviously of Yukimura. It was white marble, smooth all over and very lifelike. It would have taken a master artist years to perfect. Fuji could even see the veins, and the eyelashes. The cock of the statue was erect and the arms bent as if holding up someone's legs. Fuji's eyes widened as he realized the point of the statue. "No!" He didn't know where they were, but something told him Yukimura would be using this room for more then just his punishment.
"No?" Yukimura asked, tugging on Fuji's hair and letting go. Fuji stumbled as Yukimura pushed him then and found himself pressed against the stature. The stone penis cold against his hip. "Then will you fall on your knees and repent?"
Fuji's cheek twitched. He wouldn't. "You are not my god!!" A slap rang out and Fuji bounced his head off the statue from the force of it. Mind realing he didn't even fight back as Yukimura signalled for two ninjas' to lift and position him.
"Wrong Fuji-kun." Yukimura lifted his legs, and vaguely Fuji heard the clink of chains. He kicked out, but the ninja's held his legs steady, placing them over the arms of the statue and then Fuji felt the cold rasp of manacles around his ankles. He struggled, pullling at them, but the length of chain was taut, trapping him. Fuji screamed as his hips were shoved down, the rock hard length penetrating him roughly.
Fuji whimpered as his body adjusted, Yukimura undoing the ties around his handds and the ninja's pulling his arms behind the statues neck, locked into another set of manacles. He could grasp at the neck or shoulders of the statue now, but otherwhise the chain was too tight to move. Yukimura reached to stroke Fuji's cock, watching in amusement as the blond fought against his restraints and the pleasure/pain inflicteed on him. As soon as Fuji was hard Yukimura tightened a ring around the base. "Now Fuji-kun." He whispered in Fuji's ear. "I suggest you start praying."
Fuji bit his lip and shook his head. "No." He said harshly. Yukimura slapped his ass and Fuji heard the sounds of several people walking away, leaving him facing an entirely too lifelike statue. Fuji shuddered, moving to lean agains the statues chest and moaning as the cock moved inside of him. Closing his eyes Fuji focused on mantra's he couldn't remember using since he met Tezuka.
Fuji's meditation was imperfect. He no longer had the control to tune the world out completely. He could seperate himself enough that he wasn't trying to fuck himself on the cock, overcome with the need to get off. Fuji had realized that patches of the stone penis were rough, and the bulbous tip was coated with some sort of fluid that stung his insides and made his body burn with arousal. His body strained and shudered, toes cold and face hot.
Yukimura smiled as he silently opened the door to his hidden office, his eyes searching the shadows and landing on Fuji-kun. It had been 39 hours since he had put the other in that position. Moving over to the statue Yukimura traced a soft hand down Fuji's spine, watching as the other shivered. Yukimura leaned close, looking at the wide pupils and hazy eyes. Listening to Fuji's slow breathing Yukimura brushed hair out of Fuji's face. "Bad Fuji-kun." He murmured, slapping the others ass sharply. "No running."
Fuji's body jolted at the slap, breaking Fuji's trance and he let out a short scream as he was suddenly jolted back into his body. The sensations were too much, and his body tightened up, his hips jumping on the statue's carved cock. "No." Fuji squeezed his eyes shut and Yukimura chuckled, biting harshly on Fuji's shoulder. His fingers traced Fuji's entrance idly, rubbing at the flexing muscle. "Mmm, you're bleeding Fuji-kun. Did you realize that?" It was Fuji's first time getting fucked in a while wasn't it? Since Aoi undoubtably. Fuji whimpered, biting his lip. "Mmmm, I wonder if it'll stain the statue." Yukimura murmured, slipping one finger inside of Fuji and then another. "Your blood forever turning the marble a sweet cherry pink."
Fuji moaned, his hips buck up, trying to squirm away from Yukimura's fingers. Yukimura placed a hand on his hip and pushed him down on the cock. He cried out, his back arching and shivering. "No... stop..." Fuji gasped out, hands clenching in the chain holding them to the statue. "S....stop..." Yukimura nodded at the doorway and Fuji's ears caught the sound of someone being brought in.
Fuji shivered and turned to look in the direction the footsteps came from. He dreew in a sharp breath. "Yu... Yuuta?!" His brother stared back with wide eyes.
"Aniki?" Yuuta was chained, hands and legs bound. "What are you doing to him!??!" Yuuta turned angry eyes on Yukimura, who thrust his fingers harshly into the elder Fuji.
"Nothing much." Yukimura stated kindly. Twitching and groaning Fuji looked away. His brother...
Yuuta struggled against the ninja's holding him. Bound and chained as he was though, he was no match for them. Yukimura pulled his fingers out of Fuji and rubbed the bloody digits against his mouth. Fuji tried to turn away, to move away from them. Yukimura hooked the fingers in his mouth, turning his head back to look at Yuuta. Pressing fingers deep into Fuji's mouth Yukimura bit harshly on his ear. "Suck Fuji-kun. Or should I play with your brother?" Fui immediately started to suck on the fingers, flicking his tongue around them and sucking them off.
Yuuta's eyes narrowed further. "Aniki what do you think you're doing! Stop it!" Fuji's eyes were sad as they looked at him, before they closed. Yuuta's blood boiled. How dare he. He was strong enough to take care of himself. Stronger then his brother apparently. "Let him go!" Yuuta growled.
Yukimura chuckled. "So similiar." He murmured hotly in Fuji's ear. "Do you think he'd whimper like you did when I fuck him?"
(Aaaaaaaaaaaand, that sorta stopped, cause she teased me. >< But basicaly Yukimura was going to fuck Yuuta in front of Fuji while one of the other ninja's moved Fuji up and down on the cock. Then Yukimura was going to let Yuuta go, handing him off to Nomura and drugging him so he would think it was all a dream. Fuji still wasn't repenting. Yep. ^_^ Change scene!)
Fuji moaned, collapsing back onto the ground. He twitched, trying to pull away from Yukimura. Smiling the man dragged fingers down tired thighs. Fuji kicked out, his weak movement only resulting in his anklee being grabbed and his body pulled towards Yukimura again, legs splaying open. "No..." He whimpered, pushing at Yukimura's chest. "not again, no more...."
Yukimura smiled, pushing Fuji's legs farther apart. "You're so dirty Fuji-kun." He murmured, and his fingers easily penetrated Fuji four at once, causing cum to leak out of the others ass. "Ready to give up?"
"Nnnnnnnnn." Fuji twitched, pushing against Yukimura's chest with tired wobbly arms. "Nnn." Yukimura pushed his thumb into Fuji and made a fist. "NN!!!!" Fuji's insides spasmed as the fist moved inside him, rubbing repeatedly over his prostate. His cock rose again, the drugs that Yukimura had injected him with forcing his body to continue the ability to be aroused. It was painful, his entire body hurt, and he had long started orgasming clear fluid. Yukimura had been fucking him for two weeks, almost constantly with a few breaks when the other had work to do, when Fuji's body was too exhausted and fell unconcious, or when he was forced to eat. Yukimura had degraded him, beaten him, and still there was more to go. "N....." Fuji whimpered, tears pricking his eyes. He hadn't and wouldn't ... .couldn't cry in front of Yukimura, no matter how much he wanted to. The other was not, could not, would not be his god.
Yukimura reached to pull on the rings he had peirced Fuji's nipples with. His fingers rubbed over the mark that proclaiemed Fuji part of the Yukimura clan, a brand that Yukimura had refreshed twice during their fucking session. Fuji moaned as Yukimura's hands moved lazily. He was so tired or this all. But he wouldn't give up. "Fuck... off." He rasped out, throat hoarse from screaming. Yukimura's face hardener and he slapped the other. "You're such a fun challenge Fuji-kun." Yukimura murmured.
Yukimura pulled his hand out of Fuji, wiping his arm with a towel and signalling for two gaurds to step forward. It was mildly amusing to watch the ninja's on shift tried to ignore how the scenes playing out affected them. "Pull yourselves out." He ordered. On the floor Fuji turned to stare at him and then tried to move away again. Yukimura halted his movements with a hand on the others stomach. The guards pulled their cocks out and Yukimura nodded, he had ordered that anyone on duty must be sufficient if Yukimura decided to use them. He gripped Fuji, standing up. "Fuck him." He murmured. "Both at once."
Fuji struggled as he was picked up. "No!" He cried out, but his hands were grabbed and held above his head. One gaurd held each leg and then they thrust into Fuji's gaping entrance at the same time. Fuji screamed, thrashing in in their grips.
Yukimura watched, moving to pick up a glass of wine and sipping at it as Fuji-kun was fucked by the two ninjas. His body twisted between them, tired and horny. Fuji moaned, his muscles clenching around the cocks inside him and trying to force them out. The ninja's grunted as they worked into him, enjoying the warm body in a chance they rarely had.
The gaurds grunted, thrusting repeatedly into Fuji who squirmed and moaned, shouting at any touch to his prostate. One guard wrapped a meaty hand around his cock. Fuji cried out as he came, squeezing tightly around the two ninja's who spilled partially inside him before pulling out, spraying cum over his leg, stomach and back. "Drop him." Yukimura said, waving them out of the room. Fuji lay in a pile of cum, both his own and the gaurds. Walking over Yukimura took ahold of his head and rubbed his face in it. "Eat it."
Fuji opened his mouth, too tired to fight back as he proceeded to lick up the cum. His body shook in the after shock of orgasm, after orgasm and he would take whatever break he could get. Yukimura slipped a foot between his splayed thighs, rubing over the others ass and pressed his slipper covered foot inside. Fuji gasped, twitching his hips forward. "Eat it Fuji-kun." Fuji shuddered, lapping at the floor.
(I'm a bad person ><)
Yukimura pulled Fuji back onto the bed, wiping him off with the silk sheets. Fuji twitched, shuddering under his touch. "Shhh Fuji-kun." Yukimura murmured. "Shh, it's okay." Fuji turned away, staring at the wall behind Yukimura. "You know what you have to do to make it all stop." He murmured, wrapping his hand in silk Yukimura rubbed at Fuji's groin. "Just say it Fuji-kun. Bow to your god." Fuji shook his head. "There's no reason to be this difficult Fuji-kun. You know that you want to bow to me." Yukimura purred. "I can keep doing this, over and over and over." He murmured, eyes devouring Fuji's state. "And over."
Yukimura bent his head, keeping a firm hold of Fuji's cock as he lapped at the tip, he stroked the other gently and opened his mouth to take the tip in before sucking on Fuji's cock. Fuji moaned, arms twitching from where thy lay on the bed. He just wanted it to stop.
"Say it." Yukimura murmured, stroking Fuji soft then harshly.
"Forgive me," Fuji rasped out, eyes closing. "my god."
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(>< Ow. Ow. Why did I post this? Ow. I shouldn't have. >< Ow. I fear.)
Fuji looked at Yuuta, who's eyes pleaded with him. "Why?" Yuuta asked. "Why don't you leave?" Fuji closed his eyes, his face softening.
"I tried you know?" Fuji murmured. "When I first became involved with the Yukimura clan I ran all the time. I almost, almosmt, killed myself after my branding. I couldn't handle it." He gave a bitter chuckle, "But Kuni loved me, and... he was so sweet. I just wanted to protect him, save him, love him, but he was always one step ahead. He protected me." Yuuta stared at his brother. How could the other look... so melancholy and yet so happy at once? "He used to ask me about Taka, because of the way I smiled when I did it. He said that was how he knew love existed."
I AM KINKY! Extremely kinky. And that this is an ongoing Ninja AU that my freind and I do in IM's. Though what's written below is all me, cause Emi has finals this week and I'm holding the carrot in front of her face.
It's YukiFuji and involves *SMUT*!!! NON-CON!!!! OBJECTS AND PEOPLE USED FOR SEX!!! And at one point MPREG! Though not in what's under the cut. That's just smut, and non-con, and BDSM and objects and people used for sex. There is blood and should be considered NC-17
No title
Rating: NC-17
AU!!!
Yuki/Fuji
Fuji turned in the darkened hallway, his eyes widening in surprise as he spotted a familiar figure darting across the hall. The figure froze, halfway out a window and staring at him with wide eyes. Fuji knew the form, Nobura from St. Rudolph. St. Rudolph was a hidden Ninja clan, comprised of people who didn't fit into their birth clans. Fuji's brother was part of it. They gathered data on lesser ninja clans and brought them down. They had tried to take on Seigaku, but bit off more then they could chew. Looking at Nomura Fuji worried. St. Rudolph couldn't come to Yukimura's attention. Couldn't. 'You'd never win.' He tried to communicate with his eyes.
Nomura nodded and vanished. Fuji bit on his bottom lip before continuing to his room.
Fuji was tired, dead tired. Training had been so hard lately, and he had been doing extra. Yukimura had sent him on missions lately too. He was awoken by Honey's scream but had no time to react behind Yanagi placed a cloth over his mouth. His movements were sluggish as he fought to move away, until his body stopped cooperating all together. He was heaved on the shoulder of one of the large ninjas and carried away, Aoi crying that they bring him back. Soon even Fuji's mind drifted away into darkness.
Fuji awoke to blink at Yukimura, who was smiling sweetly. He was on the ground, hands tied behind his back. Fuji had never seen the room before, though it looked a lot like Yukimura-san's office. Darker though, the only light was on Yukimura-san's desktop, where he was doing paperwork.
"I heard that you let a spy slip through your fingers Fuji-kun." Yukimura looked up at Fuji, eyes glittering. "Please, have a seat."
Fuji moved to kneel on the cushion bowing his head. A spy...? Ah... "I didn't know there was a spy on the grounds." Nobura... had he been captured? What had happened? How did Yukimura know?
"Nobura-kun reports to me Fuji-san." Yukimura tapped a pen against his cheek. "Maa, he's my spy. But you didn't know that did you." Standing Yukimura walked to the front of the desk. "You let him go because you didn't want St. Rudolph's brother to my attention, ne?"
Fuji focused on the ground by Yukimura's feet. He wouldn't say anything. His brother... he couldn't.
"Because of your younger brother?" Yukimura smiled. "Maa, St. Rudolph's isn't worthy of destruction. Though I am tempted to see how some of them would do under our command. They have a few young recruits I find interesting...."
Fuji's hands clenched into fists. The other knew. "Ah, isn't it in an older brothers nature to protect their younger siblings?" He murmured. Yukimura sighed.
"What am I to do with you Fuji-kun?" He murmured quietly. "You seem to find enjoyment in defying me. Not even the threats to your lover or your children keep you in line long."
Fuji looked blankly at Yukimura's feet. It was in his nature to fight back. He didn't trust Yukimura, didn't believe in the other, and so couldn't follow him. Yukimura moved around Fuji, placing one hand in the others hair to hold him still. Kneeling down he breathed into Fuji's ear, "Do you know what you did wrong Fuji-kun? Will you repent to your god?"
Fuji pulled away and the grip on his hair tightened, jerking him back. "You. Are not. My God." Fuji bit out. Yukimura laughed.
"But I am Fuji-kun." Fuji was then jerked off his knees by the hold on his hair. Akwardly he stumbled as Yukimura pulled him, feeling some hair rip as he followed Yukimuri into the shadows of the room. As his eyes adjusted Fuji's eyes widened at the object Yukimura was leading him to.
It was a statue, obviously of Yukimura. It was white marble, smooth all over and very lifelike. It would have taken a master artist years to perfect. Fuji could even see the veins, and the eyelashes. The cock of the statue was erect and the arms bent as if holding up someone's legs. Fuji's eyes widened as he realized the point of the statue. "No!" He didn't know where they were, but something told him Yukimura would be using this room for more then just his punishment.
"No?" Yukimura asked, tugging on Fuji's hair and letting go. Fuji stumbled as Yukimura pushed him then and found himself pressed against the stature. The stone penis cold against his hip. "Then will you fall on your knees and repent?"
Fuji's cheek twitched. He wouldn't. "You are not my god!!" A slap rang out and Fuji bounced his head off the statue from the force of it. Mind realing he didn't even fight back as Yukimura signalled for two ninjas' to lift and position him.
"Wrong Fuji-kun." Yukimura lifted his legs, and vaguely Fuji heard the clink of chains. He kicked out, but the ninja's held his legs steady, placing them over the arms of the statue and then Fuji felt the cold rasp of manacles around his ankles. He struggled, pullling at them, but the length of chain was taut, trapping him. Fuji screamed as his hips were shoved down, the rock hard length penetrating him roughly.
Fuji whimpered as his body adjusted, Yukimura undoing the ties around his handds and the ninja's pulling his arms behind the statues neck, locked into another set of manacles. He could grasp at the neck or shoulders of the statue now, but otherwhise the chain was too tight to move. Yukimura reached to stroke Fuji's cock, watching in amusement as the blond fought against his restraints and the pleasure/pain inflicteed on him. As soon as Fuji was hard Yukimura tightened a ring around the base. "Now Fuji-kun." He whispered in Fuji's ear. "I suggest you start praying."
Fuji bit his lip and shook his head. "No." He said harshly. Yukimura slapped his ass and Fuji heard the sounds of several people walking away, leaving him facing an entirely too lifelike statue. Fuji shuddered, moving to lean agains the statues chest and moaning as the cock moved inside of him. Closing his eyes Fuji focused on mantra's he couldn't remember using since he met Tezuka.
Fuji's meditation was imperfect. He no longer had the control to tune the world out completely. He could seperate himself enough that he wasn't trying to fuck himself on the cock, overcome with the need to get off. Fuji had realized that patches of the stone penis were rough, and the bulbous tip was coated with some sort of fluid that stung his insides and made his body burn with arousal. His body strained and shudered, toes cold and face hot.
Yukimura smiled as he silently opened the door to his hidden office, his eyes searching the shadows and landing on Fuji-kun. It had been 39 hours since he had put the other in that position. Moving over to the statue Yukimura traced a soft hand down Fuji's spine, watching as the other shivered. Yukimura leaned close, looking at the wide pupils and hazy eyes. Listening to Fuji's slow breathing Yukimura brushed hair out of Fuji's face. "Bad Fuji-kun." He murmured, slapping the others ass sharply. "No running."
Fuji's body jolted at the slap, breaking Fuji's trance and he let out a short scream as he was suddenly jolted back into his body. The sensations were too much, and his body tightened up, his hips jumping on the statue's carved cock. "No." Fuji squeezed his eyes shut and Yukimura chuckled, biting harshly on Fuji's shoulder. His fingers traced Fuji's entrance idly, rubbing at the flexing muscle. "Mmm, you're bleeding Fuji-kun. Did you realize that?" It was Fuji's first time getting fucked in a while wasn't it? Since Aoi undoubtably. Fuji whimpered, biting his lip. "Mmmm, I wonder if it'll stain the statue." Yukimura murmured, slipping one finger inside of Fuji and then another. "Your blood forever turning the marble a sweet cherry pink."
Fuji moaned, his hips buck up, trying to squirm away from Yukimura's fingers. Yukimura placed a hand on his hip and pushed him down on the cock. He cried out, his back arching and shivering. "No... stop..." Fuji gasped out, hands clenching in the chain holding them to the statue. "S....stop..." Yukimura nodded at the doorway and Fuji's ears caught the sound of someone being brought in.
Fuji shivered and turned to look in the direction the footsteps came from. He dreew in a sharp breath. "Yu... Yuuta?!" His brother stared back with wide eyes.
"Aniki?" Yuuta was chained, hands and legs bound. "What are you doing to him!??!" Yuuta turned angry eyes on Yukimura, who thrust his fingers harshly into the elder Fuji.
"Nothing much." Yukimura stated kindly. Twitching and groaning Fuji looked away. His brother...
Yuuta struggled against the ninja's holding him. Bound and chained as he was though, he was no match for them. Yukimura pulled his fingers out of Fuji and rubbed the bloody digits against his mouth. Fuji tried to turn away, to move away from them. Yukimura hooked the fingers in his mouth, turning his head back to look at Yuuta. Pressing fingers deep into Fuji's mouth Yukimura bit harshly on his ear. "Suck Fuji-kun. Or should I play with your brother?" Fui immediately started to suck on the fingers, flicking his tongue around them and sucking them off.
Yuuta's eyes narrowed further. "Aniki what do you think you're doing! Stop it!" Fuji's eyes were sad as they looked at him, before they closed. Yuuta's blood boiled. How dare he. He was strong enough to take care of himself. Stronger then his brother apparently. "Let him go!" Yuuta growled.
Yukimura chuckled. "So similiar." He murmured hotly in Fuji's ear. "Do you think he'd whimper like you did when I fuck him?"
(Aaaaaaaaaaaand, that sorta stopped, cause she teased me. >< But basicaly Yukimura was going to fuck Yuuta in front of Fuji while one of the other ninja's moved Fuji up and down on the cock. Then Yukimura was going to let Yuuta go, handing him off to Nomura and drugging him so he would think it was all a dream. Fuji still wasn't repenting. Yep. ^_^ Change scene!)
Fuji moaned, collapsing back onto the ground. He twitched, trying to pull away from Yukimura. Smiling the man dragged fingers down tired thighs. Fuji kicked out, his weak movement only resulting in his anklee being grabbed and his body pulled towards Yukimura again, legs splaying open. "No..." He whimpered, pushing at Yukimura's chest. "not again, no more...."
Yukimura smiled, pushing Fuji's legs farther apart. "You're so dirty Fuji-kun." He murmured, and his fingers easily penetrated Fuji four at once, causing cum to leak out of the others ass. "Ready to give up?"
"Nnnnnnnnn." Fuji twitched, pushing against Yukimura's chest with tired wobbly arms. "Nnn." Yukimura pushed his thumb into Fuji and made a fist. "NN!!!!" Fuji's insides spasmed as the fist moved inside him, rubbing repeatedly over his prostate. His cock rose again, the drugs that Yukimura had injected him with forcing his body to continue the ability to be aroused. It was painful, his entire body hurt, and he had long started orgasming clear fluid. Yukimura had been fucking him for two weeks, almost constantly with a few breaks when the other had work to do, when Fuji's body was too exhausted and fell unconcious, or when he was forced to eat. Yukimura had degraded him, beaten him, and still there was more to go. "N....." Fuji whimpered, tears pricking his eyes. He hadn't and wouldn't ... .couldn't cry in front of Yukimura, no matter how much he wanted to. The other was not, could not, would not be his god.
Yukimura reached to pull on the rings he had peirced Fuji's nipples with. His fingers rubbed over the mark that proclaiemed Fuji part of the Yukimura clan, a brand that Yukimura had refreshed twice during their fucking session. Fuji moaned as Yukimura's hands moved lazily. He was so tired or this all. But he wouldn't give up. "Fuck... off." He rasped out, throat hoarse from screaming. Yukimura's face hardener and he slapped the other. "You're such a fun challenge Fuji-kun." Yukimura murmured.
Yukimura pulled his hand out of Fuji, wiping his arm with a towel and signalling for two gaurds to step forward. It was mildly amusing to watch the ninja's on shift tried to ignore how the scenes playing out affected them. "Pull yourselves out." He ordered. On the floor Fuji turned to stare at him and then tried to move away again. Yukimura halted his movements with a hand on the others stomach. The guards pulled their cocks out and Yukimura nodded, he had ordered that anyone on duty must be sufficient if Yukimura decided to use them. He gripped Fuji, standing up. "Fuck him." He murmured. "Both at once."
Fuji struggled as he was picked up. "No!" He cried out, but his hands were grabbed and held above his head. One gaurd held each leg and then they thrust into Fuji's gaping entrance at the same time. Fuji screamed, thrashing in in their grips.
Yukimura watched, moving to pick up a glass of wine and sipping at it as Fuji-kun was fucked by the two ninjas. His body twisted between them, tired and horny. Fuji moaned, his muscles clenching around the cocks inside him and trying to force them out. The ninja's grunted as they worked into him, enjoying the warm body in a chance they rarely had.
The gaurds grunted, thrusting repeatedly into Fuji who squirmed and moaned, shouting at any touch to his prostate. One guard wrapped a meaty hand around his cock. Fuji cried out as he came, squeezing tightly around the two ninja's who spilled partially inside him before pulling out, spraying cum over his leg, stomach and back. "Drop him." Yukimura said, waving them out of the room. Fuji lay in a pile of cum, both his own and the gaurds. Walking over Yukimura took ahold of his head and rubbed his face in it. "Eat it."
Fuji opened his mouth, too tired to fight back as he proceeded to lick up the cum. His body shook in the after shock of orgasm, after orgasm and he would take whatever break he could get. Yukimura slipped a foot between his splayed thighs, rubing over the others ass and pressed his slipper covered foot inside. Fuji gasped, twitching his hips forward. "Eat it Fuji-kun." Fuji shuddered, lapping at the floor.
(I'm a bad person ><)
Yukimura pulled Fuji back onto the bed, wiping him off with the silk sheets. Fuji twitched, shuddering under his touch. "Shhh Fuji-kun." Yukimura murmured. "Shh, it's okay." Fuji turned away, staring at the wall behind Yukimura. "You know what you have to do to make it all stop." He murmured, wrapping his hand in silk Yukimura rubbed at Fuji's groin. "Just say it Fuji-kun. Bow to your god." Fuji shook his head. "There's no reason to be this difficult Fuji-kun. You know that you want to bow to me." Yukimura purred. "I can keep doing this, over and over and over." He murmured, eyes devouring Fuji's state. "And over."
Yukimura bent his head, keeping a firm hold of Fuji's cock as he lapped at the tip, he stroked the other gently and opened his mouth to take the tip in before sucking on Fuji's cock. Fuji moaned, arms twitching from where thy lay on the bed. He just wanted it to stop.
"Say it." Yukimura murmured, stroking Fuji soft then harshly.
"Forgive me," Fuji rasped out, eyes closing. "my god."
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(>< Ow. Ow. Why did I post this? Ow. I shouldn't have. >< Ow. I fear.)
Fuji looked at Yuuta, who's eyes pleaded with him. "Why?" Yuuta asked. "Why don't you leave?" Fuji closed his eyes, his face softening.
"I tried you know?" Fuji murmured. "When I first became involved with the Yukimura clan I ran all the time. I almost, almosmt, killed myself after my branding. I couldn't handle it." He gave a bitter chuckle, "But Kuni loved me, and... he was so sweet. I just wanted to protect him, save him, love him, but he was always one step ahead. He protected me." Yuuta stared at his brother. How could the other look... so melancholy and yet so happy at once? "He used to ask me about Taka, because of the way I smiled when I did it. He said that was how he knew love existed."
