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Sho Minamimoto ([personal profile] inversingmatrix) wrote2010-08-15 08:27 pm
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For esvuidier

The motorcycle revved up and sped down the dark dirt road. A chain that was holding a fluffy blond was swinging back and forth on the road, rocking him about. Sho didn't want that boy on his bike while he drove off. No, this was much better. Get him use to his new life as the ground bitch. The bike picked up speed, splashing dirt and stones backwards as it headed towards a junk yard. A very... well used junk yard. The smell could be smelt by now.

Sho's home. The very best kind of home. It wasn't smelling nice, but it was where Sho lived happily ever after. When the bike stopped and turned, Sho removed the chain. Letting Cloud slide right into a nearby junkpile. He laughed and hopped off the bike, walking towards him. It was a menacing walk. Sort of like a known rapist getting his next prey.

It was pretty much like that.

Walking to the pile, he pulled on the chain. It dragged that stupid spiky blond kid out of the pile. "Come on, get up, radiant! Useless binomial!"
esvuidier: and everytime i look˒ inside your eyes (↬ glaring)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-08-16 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
The only thing helping Cloud to get through all this was the thought that it could be worse.

Cloud liked motorcycles, but that like was significantly downplayed when he wasn't the one driving. Even more so if he was being dragged behind by a chain around his wrists. It was all he could manage just to hold on; this was bad enough without having his limbs torn off. And of course, landing straight into a pile of rubble, sharp edges and blunt objects bruising and scraping up his already broken body certainly didn't help. But, it could be worse. It could always be worse.

Being jerked forward by the chain like that, Cloud barely had enough time to clear his vision before he hit the ground again. His next breath was nearly a snarl when he pushed himself up onto his knees, grabbing what he could of the chain and giving it a sharp tug back in retaliation. He didn't care about whatever it was that man had planned for him, but like Hell was he going down without a fight.
esvuidier: never was a girl˒ with a wicked mind (↬ loathing)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-08-17 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
The chain struck Cloud's shoulder, prompting a loud shout from him as he fell to the ground once more. That hurt; he felt skin break and a dark bruise was likely to form where he had been hit, and it would likely be an ache for a long time. And it wasn't the only one there, Cloud's body was marked and torn and broken, in so many ways, even long before being dragged along behind the bike.

But still, despite the warning, Cloud wasn't ready to give in. He remained on the ground, his head reeling from being struck by the chain still, but he was able to get a solid grip on the chain once more and pull hard, as strongly as he could with his remaining strength. The man wasn't going to get away with dragging him behind a bike without at least some resistance.
esvuidier: taste me˒ drink my soul (↬ hiding)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-08-18 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
He wasn't quick enough to prevent the chain from wrapping tight around his neck. The best Cloud could manage was to grab the length of chain and try to yank it out of the other man's grip, though his strength was quickly draining away with his restricted airway.

The sudden presence of a rather ...Cloud was only going to use the word eager, because anything else was just unsettling. Eager, that was what the dog looked when he loomed closer. The blond's eyes widened hearing the words that followed (what was that man thinking?), and Cloud began to thrash about on the ground, legs kicking out desperately not wanting that dog to get any closer than he was. He shouted, no particular words beyond either "no!" or "get the Hell away from me!" but all were uttered without much air to them and resulting in several choking coughs.
esvuidier: you make me˒ wanna die (↬ fearing)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-08-18 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
The chain had ended up tangled not only around Cloud's neck but his wrists as well in the struggle, and the blond had run out of strength before long. But he still kept up his protests, depsite his face being pressed against the junkyard ground and the chain tight around his neck. He cried out as his pants were tugged down, face flushed shamefully.

Panic was surging in his veins as the dog jumped up behind him, another cry of protest as he was held down. And he couldn't contain it; he screamed when the creature entered him, not only from shock and that stretching, burning pain, but the realization of what he was being forced into. With a dog.

Cloud squirmed, but every movement caused it to shift deeper, split him open further. All he could do now was remain as still as he could, try to breathe as carefully as he could, and try not to think about what that- that sick man was making him do.
esvuidier: take me˒ i'm alive (↬ puppetting)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-08-19 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
He wasn't going to beg. Cloud hadn't broken down that far yet. It hurt, and it was certainly one of the most (if not the most) humiliating and degrading act he was being forced into. But he wasn't going to beg for him.

Beg, no, but the dog was bucking into him hard and fast enough to prompt pained shouts from the blond as he was violated. The defiant look he had in his eyes as his head was yanked up vanished in an instant when the creature pushed in deep, lips parted wide in a shocked half-gasp half-choke like an open invitation for the length pressed against his jaw.
esvuidier: i had everything˒ opportunities for eternity (↬ worrying)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-08-21 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
The faster pace was hurting and stretching more, pressing further inside with each near brutal thrust. Cloud wasn't at all surprised when the length in front of him pushed past his lips, expecting such an action the instant he parted his lips. He was trying his best not to choke, to keep all his emotions in check, but there was such a conflict in his head; should he let loose with the tears, should he stand firm, or should he bite?
esvuidier: your eyes˒ your eyes (↬ awkwarding)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-08-26 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
The smell was another thing entirely, but it was one of those many things Cloud had decided to simply not think about.

And that was when Cloud fell into his usual defense in times of unpleasant and traumatizing incidents. His struggles to free his arms from the chains ceased, his eyes blanked and his protesting, muffled cries silenced. He gave up, putting up his mental shields to block out what was happening and let the twisted man take out his twisted desires on him. It had to be over soon.
esvuidier: and everytime i look˒ inside your eyes (↬ glaring)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-09-01 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
It still hurt, beyond what Cloud had ever thought anything could, but Cloud just wasn't thinking about it. His mind was blank, the only thought before all this centering on how to make it the least enjoyable experience for the man abusing him so. He knew there'd be consequences, punishment for doing what he was, but it was the only thing left that Cloud could do that would defy him.
esvuidier: never was a girl˒ with a wicked mind (↬ loathing)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-09-09 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
Still he wouldn't give in. It was tempting enough just to bite down on the man's length in his mouth, but even that he held back from. The dog was close enough, the dog hurt enough. A lion would be worse, Cloud knew, but he wasn't giving in so soon. He only gave the man a firm stare from behind fogged eyes, the rest of him as still as ever.
esvuidier: and everytime i look˒ inside your eyes (↬ glaring)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-09-17 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
Though it was a relief to be pulled away from the dog for now, Cloud's mind was still focused on blocking it out. Wherever it was he was being lead to, glass and scraps making it a rough and uncomfortable journey, the blond didn't bother wasting energy on fighting back just yet. And no energy wasted on tears, either. No giving in. He can't give in.
esvuidier: taste me˒ drink my soul (↬ hiding)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-09-27 10:22 am (UTC)(link)
Cloud had to admit, a creature that size was intimidating. He'd tried to get to his feet, but the man had pushed him and caused him to lose his balance once more, and he stumbled to the ground in front of the beast. Intimidated. Fearful, of course, as those were quite sharp fangs and claws. Scared, sure. But determined. Something his unstable sanity had considered a challenge, and that would be sign alone to go see a therapist.

"Make me."
esvuidier: i can see in your eyes˒ your eyes (↬ traumatizing)

[personal profile] esvuidier 2010-10-05 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Cloud didn't have time for an answer. The lion was larger than any of the dogs by far, and it hurt it hurt so much. Cloud dug his hands into the ground underneath him, biting his lip hard enough to bleed as the animal pounded into him and growled above him. He couldn't move, teeth and fangs hovering over his shoulder. But he couldn't cry either, even though it hurt so much. That man would not get that satisfaction if Cloud could help it.