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kat8chaTitle: Grip on Reality
Author: Kat8
Fandom: Durarara!
Pairing: Yellow Scarves/Kida, Mikado/Kida
Rating: R
Summary: In Episode 5 the slasher does not interrupt quite so soon and Kida does not get away scot-free.
A/N: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
drrrkink. Warning: Rape. Inspired partly by an Art Fill for the same request.
Kida wasn't sure what the original plan had been. Granted, plan A had been to run after Mikado who at the time was being followed by two men dressed in black, but that plan had been put on the shelf because Kida had bumped into some pretentious teenagers calling themselves the Yellow Scarves. So plan B had been…
Presumably, it had been to let them take him into a back alley and let them bully him for a bit. Kida knew he should cower, or pretend to be afraid, or buddy up to them… but he was not feeling it that night. Against a normal person three against one would be bad odds, to a normal person apologizing and bowing and scraping would be the best idea, and mouthing off would not even enter their choices. Kida might not have been in a serious brawl since, well, since before, but that did not mean he was out of shape. There were a large number of items in the alley that Kida could use as weapons, and he could take down at least one guy barehanded. The teens were probably armed with some sort of concealed weapon, and could probably summon reinforcements quickly (Kida had been seeing more and more teenagers walking with yellow scarves tied around arms or necks or heads), but Kida still could have taken them down.
Still, he'd wait.
"Are you guys really Yellow Scarves?" Kida asks, leaning casually against a graffiti covered alleywall.
"Do you even have to ask?" Dreads, and Kida has decided to call the leader Dreads because, well, he has dread locks, poses with one hand behind his head. Hoodie and Mowhack are doing their best to look threatening as well, looming over Kida.
"I ask because I don't know." Kida admits nonchalantly. The three guys practically jump, surprised that someone has not heard of the yellow scarves. And why shouldn't they be? A year ago everyone in Ikeburo knew the Yellow Scarves, and no one would have pretended to be a Yellow Scarf if they could not back it up. If the gang was making a resurgence, or if these people were just posers, Kida did not know.
Dreads takes a few steps forward and grabs Kida by his shirt, pulls Kida up and snarls. "You son of a-"
Kida knows the look that comes over Dread's face. It's a look he has seen on stupider opponents before, right before they go and do something totally uncalled for.
"We'll make you remember." Dreads practically tosses Kida back against the wall, and Kida winces when his head strikes the concrete. He rubs the back of his head, it stings, and there's totally going to be a lump. "Won't we guys?"
Mohawk and Hoodie smirk darkly, Hoodie fishing a roll of blue duct tape from the pocket of his sweatshirt, Mohawk pulls out his cellphone.
"Something tells me you've done this sort of thing before." Kida says, trying for lighthearted, and possibly failing.
Dreads grabs Kida's shoulders and spins him around, pressing him face first into the grimy alleywall. "Shut up if you know what's good for you."
Kida tenses, ready to spring into action and kick the crap out of his would-be-molesters, but that is when he spots Mikado crouched behind a telephone pole at the mouth of the alley.
Watching.
Kida's mouth opens and shuts like a fish.
There was a short list of people that Kida would never want to see him be weak. One, Izaya, because Izaya takes advantage of any and all weaknesses and he has seen Kida at his weakest, two, someone Kida does not wish to name, but who has also seen him at his weakest, and three, Mikado, because how is Kida supposed to protect Mikado if Mikado knows about how much Kida's been hurt?
But there's an even shorter list of people Kida wants to see him be strong. One, Mikado, and two, Anri. Because how can Kida pretend to be normal if they see him be abnormal?
It's the distinctive ripping noise of duct tape that shocks Kida back to the present, away from staring at Mikado.
It is not as if Kida is a virgin. Last year was an eye opening, life endangering, virginity stripping year for Kida. Kida's given, received, watched, scored, and taken part in various sexual activities. Some he liked, some he did not like, some he might like with the right partner. That's the way sex goes, right? There were some sexual things Kida had not done that he might do some time in the future, and even some things he was looking forward to doing some time in the future.
Sucking off some color gang wannabees in a back alley in Ikebukuro was not on the top of that list. Or even on the list at all. In fact it was so off the list it would not have even made a subterranean list of things Kida wanted to do.
"You're not getting out of this." And Dreads spins Kida back around and shoves him to his knees. Kida's bag slips down his shoulders and catches on his trapped arms, thumping awkwardly against the ground.
There's no way for Kida to tell what's going through Mikado's head. Mikado surprises Kida, he surprises Kida a lot. Mikado's sharp, but at the same time EXTREMELY dim, and he does stupid stuff. Kida would hope to the high heavens that Mikado was not thinking of rushing in and being Kida's knight in shining armor, the Yellow Scarves would eat Mikado alive. There's no Orihara Izaya standing behind Mikado to push him forward and to back him up either.
And that is an ironic savior that Kida hopes to never have. Like Kida said, last person he wanted to see him be weak.
Also this isn't a couple of girls bullying a classmate, this is dangerous.
"Look, I'll do whatever you want." Kida's mouth says, running on autopilot. "Just don't hurt me."
'And don't interrupt', Kida mentally sends Mikado's way. 'Go away, come back later'.
Dreads smirks, and Mohawk catcalls. "That's what I like to hear." Then Dreads lowers the zipper on his pants. Kida grits his teeth, all too prepared for the forceful way Dreads grips his hair and drags Kida up to his crotch. Dreads shakes him by the hair. "Didn't you say you'd do anything?"
Kida glances up into Dread's face, and deliberately does not look over towards where Mikado is hiding.
He opens his mouth.
Dreads' opens his fly wide, and reaches in to pull out his penis. Dreads is half hard, and his penis is long, but thin. It's not cut, and the foreskin is a slightly darker shade then the rest of his skin. He seems to take care of it too, at least it doesn't small or anything. Kida tries to keep his teeth out of the way when Dreads jerks his head forward and thrusts into Kida's mouth.
"And don't even think about biting." Dreads shakes Kida's head like you shake a dog's. Kida has the mad urge to bite just because of that. If he bit, Dreads would probably fall back. He'd be easier to push out of the way anyhow, and then Kida could bolt. He doubted Mohawk and Hoodie would stop him if their friend was bleeding from the groin, and he's sure Mikado would be smart enough to bolt.
That's when he feels someone's hands on his hips, dragging him up so he's standing bent over. Kida wobbles, his arms jerking at the duct tape holding them together. The hands on his hips tighten, and Kida's butt is brushed against someone's bulging groin. His exclamation is stifled by the dick in his mouth and he glances wildly to the sides.
Mohawk's standing to Kida's right with his phone out, and Kida's pretty sure he's taking pictures or video. That means that Hoodie has to be behind him…
Undoing his pants.
"Mmph!"
Dreads jerks Kida's head closer, and Kida gags when Dreads penis is thrust down his throat. Kida gags and has to fight to breath, tears begin to sting Kida's eyes and he swallows.
"He's good." Dreads says, continuing to jerk on Kida's hair. Kida 'accidentally' scrapes teeth down Dread's dick. "OW!" Dreads pulls out and pulls Kida's head up and back so that Kida's stuck in an uncomfortable position, his back bowing. "I said no teeth."
Kida doesn't bother to say anything in response, he just glares. Dreads looks torn between being pissed, and just being aroused. It's that moment that Hoodie undoes Kida's belt and Kida's uniform pants drop to the ground to tangle around Kida's ankles. Kida grits his teeth and directs his glare at a point past Dreads head when Hoodie pulled down his boxers.
Kida doesn't say anything and neither does dreads when the teen drags Kida's head back to his cock. Kida is at that point attempting to think of something else, anything else. Especially when Hoodie grabs his hips.
"Anyone got a condom?" Hoodie asks, his fingers digging into Kida's hips. Kida's shoulders loosen a little, grateful that at least one of them had thought of that. No hope for lube though.
"Shut up." Dreads pants, and he's jerking on Kida's head again, fucking Kida's mouth. "Just fuck him as is."
Kida screams when hoodie thrusts in. Which, thankfully, is about the same time that dreads comes, salty semen filling Kida's mouth and spilling out the edges. When Dreads pulls out Kida coughs up all the jizz, it lands in a sticky mess between Dread's feet.
"Eew." Mohawk says, snapping pictures of the semen dripping from Kida's lips and chin. Hoodie pulls back and Kida screams again.
It hurts, like someone shoved a razor blade up his ass and was sawing away at the tender skin of his anus.
"K-Kida-kun!"
And oh, how it hurts to hear Mikado call his voice. Mikado standing there at the mouth of the alley with two hands fisted around the strap of his book bag, his eyes bright and shiny and a little scared. It's then that the business man stumbles into the alley shouting about a monster, and Hoodie is shocked enough to let go of Kida's hips.
Kida doesn't waste time. He grabs his pants and pulls them up before bolting for the mouth of the alley, buckling his belt on the fly. Running hurts worse, almost as bad as Hoodie's thrusts. Mikado grabs his hand and wraps an arm awkwardly around Kida's waist. Kida doesn't ask how long Mikado was watching (because he knows), he doesn't say thank you, and he doesn't mention the fact that there is a bulge in Mikado's pants. Mikado doesn't mention that watching Kida get raped turned him on, or say he's welcome, or ask if Kida is alright.
When they come to a stop at a point they both designate 'far enough away' Kida zips up his fly and adjusts himself. Mikado watches awkwardly before looking away with a blush.
It's that action that causes Kida to start laughing. He is not sure why Mikado joins in.
Author: Kat8
Fandom: Durarara!
Pairing: Yellow Scarves/Kida, Mikado/Kida
Rating: R
Summary: In Episode 5 the slasher does not interrupt quite so soon and Kida does not get away scot-free.
A/N: Written for
drrrkink. Warning: Rape. Inspired partly by an Art Fill for the same request.Kida wasn't sure what the original plan had been. Granted, plan A had been to run after Mikado who at the time was being followed by two men dressed in black, but that plan had been put on the shelf because Kida had bumped into some pretentious teenagers calling themselves the Yellow Scarves. So plan B had been…
Presumably, it had been to let them take him into a back alley and let them bully him for a bit. Kida knew he should cower, or pretend to be afraid, or buddy up to them… but he was not feeling it that night. Against a normal person three against one would be bad odds, to a normal person apologizing and bowing and scraping would be the best idea, and mouthing off would not even enter their choices. Kida might not have been in a serious brawl since, well, since before, but that did not mean he was out of shape. There were a large number of items in the alley that Kida could use as weapons, and he could take down at least one guy barehanded. The teens were probably armed with some sort of concealed weapon, and could probably summon reinforcements quickly (Kida had been seeing more and more teenagers walking with yellow scarves tied around arms or necks or heads), but Kida still could have taken them down.
Still, he'd wait.
"Are you guys really Yellow Scarves?" Kida asks, leaning casually against a graffiti covered alleywall.
"Do you even have to ask?" Dreads, and Kida has decided to call the leader Dreads because, well, he has dread locks, poses with one hand behind his head. Hoodie and Mowhack are doing their best to look threatening as well, looming over Kida.
"I ask because I don't know." Kida admits nonchalantly. The three guys practically jump, surprised that someone has not heard of the yellow scarves. And why shouldn't they be? A year ago everyone in Ikeburo knew the Yellow Scarves, and no one would have pretended to be a Yellow Scarf if they could not back it up. If the gang was making a resurgence, or if these people were just posers, Kida did not know.
Dreads takes a few steps forward and grabs Kida by his shirt, pulls Kida up and snarls. "You son of a-"
Kida knows the look that comes over Dread's face. It's a look he has seen on stupider opponents before, right before they go and do something totally uncalled for.
"We'll make you remember." Dreads practically tosses Kida back against the wall, and Kida winces when his head strikes the concrete. He rubs the back of his head, it stings, and there's totally going to be a lump. "Won't we guys?"
Mohawk and Hoodie smirk darkly, Hoodie fishing a roll of blue duct tape from the pocket of his sweatshirt, Mohawk pulls out his cellphone.
"Something tells me you've done this sort of thing before." Kida says, trying for lighthearted, and possibly failing.
Dreads grabs Kida's shoulders and spins him around, pressing him face first into the grimy alleywall. "Shut up if you know what's good for you."
Kida tenses, ready to spring into action and kick the crap out of his would-be-molesters, but that is when he spots Mikado crouched behind a telephone pole at the mouth of the alley.
Watching.
Kida's mouth opens and shuts like a fish.
There was a short list of people that Kida would never want to see him be weak. One, Izaya, because Izaya takes advantage of any and all weaknesses and he has seen Kida at his weakest, two, someone Kida does not wish to name, but who has also seen him at his weakest, and three, Mikado, because how is Kida supposed to protect Mikado if Mikado knows about how much Kida's been hurt?
But there's an even shorter list of people Kida wants to see him be strong. One, Mikado, and two, Anri. Because how can Kida pretend to be normal if they see him be abnormal?
It's the distinctive ripping noise of duct tape that shocks Kida back to the present, away from staring at Mikado.
It is not as if Kida is a virgin. Last year was an eye opening, life endangering, virginity stripping year for Kida. Kida's given, received, watched, scored, and taken part in various sexual activities. Some he liked, some he did not like, some he might like with the right partner. That's the way sex goes, right? There were some sexual things Kida had not done that he might do some time in the future, and even some things he was looking forward to doing some time in the future.
Sucking off some color gang wannabees in a back alley in Ikebukuro was not on the top of that list. Or even on the list at all. In fact it was so off the list it would not have even made a subterranean list of things Kida wanted to do.
"You're not getting out of this." And Dreads spins Kida back around and shoves him to his knees. Kida's bag slips down his shoulders and catches on his trapped arms, thumping awkwardly against the ground.
There's no way for Kida to tell what's going through Mikado's head. Mikado surprises Kida, he surprises Kida a lot. Mikado's sharp, but at the same time EXTREMELY dim, and he does stupid stuff. Kida would hope to the high heavens that Mikado was not thinking of rushing in and being Kida's knight in shining armor, the Yellow Scarves would eat Mikado alive. There's no Orihara Izaya standing behind Mikado to push him forward and to back him up either.
And that is an ironic savior that Kida hopes to never have. Like Kida said, last person he wanted to see him be weak.
Also this isn't a couple of girls bullying a classmate, this is dangerous.
"Look, I'll do whatever you want." Kida's mouth says, running on autopilot. "Just don't hurt me."
'And don't interrupt', Kida mentally sends Mikado's way. 'Go away, come back later'.
Dreads smirks, and Mohawk catcalls. "That's what I like to hear." Then Dreads lowers the zipper on his pants. Kida grits his teeth, all too prepared for the forceful way Dreads grips his hair and drags Kida up to his crotch. Dreads shakes him by the hair. "Didn't you say you'd do anything?"
Kida glances up into Dread's face, and deliberately does not look over towards where Mikado is hiding.
He opens his mouth.
Dreads' opens his fly wide, and reaches in to pull out his penis. Dreads is half hard, and his penis is long, but thin. It's not cut, and the foreskin is a slightly darker shade then the rest of his skin. He seems to take care of it too, at least it doesn't small or anything. Kida tries to keep his teeth out of the way when Dreads jerks his head forward and thrusts into Kida's mouth.
"And don't even think about biting." Dreads shakes Kida's head like you shake a dog's. Kida has the mad urge to bite just because of that. If he bit, Dreads would probably fall back. He'd be easier to push out of the way anyhow, and then Kida could bolt. He doubted Mohawk and Hoodie would stop him if their friend was bleeding from the groin, and he's sure Mikado would be smart enough to bolt.
That's when he feels someone's hands on his hips, dragging him up so he's standing bent over. Kida wobbles, his arms jerking at the duct tape holding them together. The hands on his hips tighten, and Kida's butt is brushed against someone's bulging groin. His exclamation is stifled by the dick in his mouth and he glances wildly to the sides.
Mohawk's standing to Kida's right with his phone out, and Kida's pretty sure he's taking pictures or video. That means that Hoodie has to be behind him…
Undoing his pants.
"Mmph!"
Dreads jerks Kida's head closer, and Kida gags when Dreads penis is thrust down his throat. Kida gags and has to fight to breath, tears begin to sting Kida's eyes and he swallows.
"He's good." Dreads says, continuing to jerk on Kida's hair. Kida 'accidentally' scrapes teeth down Dread's dick. "OW!" Dreads pulls out and pulls Kida's head up and back so that Kida's stuck in an uncomfortable position, his back bowing. "I said no teeth."
Kida doesn't bother to say anything in response, he just glares. Dreads looks torn between being pissed, and just being aroused. It's that moment that Hoodie undoes Kida's belt and Kida's uniform pants drop to the ground to tangle around Kida's ankles. Kida grits his teeth and directs his glare at a point past Dreads head when Hoodie pulled down his boxers.
Kida doesn't say anything and neither does dreads when the teen drags Kida's head back to his cock. Kida is at that point attempting to think of something else, anything else. Especially when Hoodie grabs his hips.
"Anyone got a condom?" Hoodie asks, his fingers digging into Kida's hips. Kida's shoulders loosen a little, grateful that at least one of them had thought of that. No hope for lube though.
"Shut up." Dreads pants, and he's jerking on Kida's head again, fucking Kida's mouth. "Just fuck him as is."
Kida screams when hoodie thrusts in. Which, thankfully, is about the same time that dreads comes, salty semen filling Kida's mouth and spilling out the edges. When Dreads pulls out Kida coughs up all the jizz, it lands in a sticky mess between Dread's feet.
"Eew." Mohawk says, snapping pictures of the semen dripping from Kida's lips and chin. Hoodie pulls back and Kida screams again.
It hurts, like someone shoved a razor blade up his ass and was sawing away at the tender skin of his anus.
"K-Kida-kun!"
And oh, how it hurts to hear Mikado call his voice. Mikado standing there at the mouth of the alley with two hands fisted around the strap of his book bag, his eyes bright and shiny and a little scared. It's then that the business man stumbles into the alley shouting about a monster, and Hoodie is shocked enough to let go of Kida's hips.
Kida doesn't waste time. He grabs his pants and pulls them up before bolting for the mouth of the alley, buckling his belt on the fly. Running hurts worse, almost as bad as Hoodie's thrusts. Mikado grabs his hand and wraps an arm awkwardly around Kida's waist. Kida doesn't ask how long Mikado was watching (because he knows), he doesn't say thank you, and he doesn't mention the fact that there is a bulge in Mikado's pants. Mikado doesn't mention that watching Kida get raped turned him on, or say he's welcome, or ask if Kida is alright.
When they come to a stop at a point they both designate 'far enough away' Kida zips up his fly and adjusts himself. Mikado watches awkwardly before looking away with a blush.
It's that action that causes Kida to start laughing. He is not sure why Mikado joins in.
