Guardian of Legend

Title: Cruelty
Written by: Auron (me)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, graphic rape and violence. If you don't want to read about one man raping another, stop and turn back now
Summary: Gihren takes Marcus by force, enough said. Special note: It should be noted that the events in this story did not actually occur in either of these characters stories and they are both vastly out of character. This is an independent story written in a particularlly saddist, masochist, and depressed mood.

Cruelty
(a Gihren x Marcus fic)

Marcus sat in the living room listening to the sound of the water running in the shower. He sat quietly with his back pressed into the chair and his knees drawn to his chest. He hated it here and he hated what he had been forced into. Every part of him screamed that it was wrong. He silently prayed that the shower would never stop running; it was a vain hope.

Marcus hear the water turn off and felt his heart sink. He instinctively backed further into the chair as if he could escape from the horror he knew faced him. Fear and disgust gripped him as the bathroom door opened and the one behind it emerged to look at him.

Gihren stood in plain site with a towel around his waist. He appeared as a tall man with silver skin and golden hair, his solar form.

Gihren looked over Marcus in a way that made him cringe. Gihren smirked and then gestured for Marcus to come to him.

Marcus responded by ducking his head and trying to back further away. He desperately wanted to escape. It was too much for him and he couldn’t bear it, couldn’t bear to face what was about to happen and what he was being forced into. But it didn’t matter what Marcus wanted.

In an instant Gihren closed the gap between them. Before Marcus could react, a strong hand snatched him by the collar and hoisted him to his feet. Marcus winced as talons cut through cloth and flesh and he felt the blood run down his chest.

“You will come when I call you!”

Marcus cringed and tried to free himself, a reaction that was swiftly punished. Gihren backhanded Marcus across the jaw throwing his head to the side. Marcus tasted blood in his mouth and felt a trickle of warmth flow down his jaw.

Marcus moved to wipe the blood from his mouth with his hand, but Gihren would not allow that. Before Marcus could even get his hand to his face, Gihren seized his wrist in an iron grip.

“I am your master now. Is that clear?”

Marcus winced at Gihren squeezed his wrist; his voice was barely audible.

“Yes.”

“What was that?”

Gihren squeezed until Marcus could feel bones starting to crack and he screamed.

“Yes sir!”

“That’s better.”

Gihren smirked and then released Marcus letting him fall to his knees. Marcus’ hand instantly went to his wrist and he grimaced in pain.

“Let’s go.”

Marcus looked up at the sound of Gihren’s voice to see the other man standing in front of the bedroom door. Marcus couldn’t bring himself to stand up and he swallowed hard.

“You’d rather do it out here where they can watch?”

Marcus looked to where Gihren pointed to see the lynx and fox sleeping by the fireplace. Marcus looked back toward Gihren and reluctantly stood to his feet and moved to the open door. Gihren followed Marcus into the room and then kicked the door shut behind him.

Marcus stood trembling as Gihren discarded what was left of his shirt. Gihren smiled at the man’s bare chest and lightly trailed his finger along his sternum.

“You are beautiful.”

Marcus cringed at the comment and tried to turn away. Gihren seized his jaw and forced him to face him. Marcus yelped at talons dug into his jaw. Gihren held Marcus there and then forced a kiss plunging his tongue into his captive’s mouth. Marcus tried to pull back and talons dug deeper into his jaw to hold him there.

Finally Gihren pulled back and released Marcus from his grip. Marcus didn’t have time to catch his breath or acknowledge the blood trickling down either side of his neck.

“Take ‘em off.”

Gihren indicated Marcus’ pants, and when Marcus hesitated he received another hit across the jaw.

“Do as I say!”

Marcus was an unwilling partner in this. He had been forced into this relationship that he wanted nothing to do with. But Gihren had already made clear to him the consequence of fighting. Reluctantly he obeyed and unbuckled his belt allowing his pants and whatever was underneath fall to the floor.

Marcus ducked his head in shame and distress as Gihren admired his naked form. The elf was indeed beautiful and Gihren felt his erection grow and strain against his towel at the very site of him.

“Pick up the belt.”

“What--“

Marcus barely got out a sound before the hand slammed into his shoulder sending him crashing to his knees. Marcus cried out at the force of the impact and he felt something crack in his right knee.

“I said pick it up!”

Marcus obeyed and pulled the belt from his pants and held it up to Gihren.

“Stand up and hand it to me.”

Marcus struggled to his feet, but it wasn’t fast to satisfy Gihren and he was knocked back down to his knees.

Gihren had removed his towel and he now leaned over Marcus with his fully-erect cock in the man’s face.

“I could make you suck on it, but I don’t think you’re ready for that.”

Gihren roughly grabbed Marcus’ wrists and seizing the belt, tied the other man’s hands together so tightly that Marcus could feel the leather cut into his wrists. Marcus barely had time to make a sound of pain before Gihren gripped him by the scruff of the neck and hauled him to his feet.

Gihren pulled Marcus’ head to the side forcing him to present his neck. Gihren leaned down to bite at the smooth skin while at the same time grinding his hips against Marcus.

That was all Marcus could take and he screamed in protest and tried to push Gihren away.

“Stop it! Stop it, you bastard!”

Punishment was swift and brutal. The hit that connected with Marcus’ chest sent him reeling and he landed on the floor several feet away. Marcus coughed and splattered the floor with blood, but he was given no chance to recover.

Gihren was instantly upon Marcus again. This time he took a handful of Marcus’ hair and titled his head backward causing him to cry out.

“I was going to be gentle with you, but I don’t think you deserve that now.”

“You call this gentle?”

Gihren responded by flinging Marcus sending him impacting chest first into the bed. Gihren gave him no time to react and was instantly behind him. Marcus looked back.

“What are you--“

Gihren silenced Marcus’ protest by shoving his head forward into the bed. Marcus’ eyes grew wide in terror when he realized what was about to happen.

“No! Please--“

Gihren was already in position behind Marcus and thrust inside him hard and fast. Marcus screamed and tears flowed from his eyes. The pain was excruciating and Marcus felt as if he was being torn apart from the inside out. Gihren leaned over and growled in his ear.

“You are so tight.”

Gihren harshly bite his ear. Had Marcus had any breath left he would have cried out, but all he could do was sob as his tears felt to the bed beneath him.

Gihren didn’t care about the pain that Marcus was suffering; if anything it turned him on more. Marcus’ body shook and bent under him as he rapped and ravaged the man.

Gihren could feel his cock swelling inside Marcus and he knew how close he was. But Gihren was the master of control and he wasn’t about to release yet. He intended for this to last.

Gihren reached around and grasped Marcus’ limp cock and roughly stroked it. Marcus found his breath and screamed when Gihren grabbed him by the balls. Gihren growled.

“It will not end until you come.”

Gihren was a cruel lover. He pounded Marcus mercilessly as he harshly worked his captive’s cock.

Marcus tried desperately not to react, but his body betrayed him and he was forced to come. It was a sensation that held no pleasure for him and it only brought him more pain.

Gihren felt Marcus contract around him and it heightened his own pleasure and increased Marcus’ pain. Gihren thrust into him several more times before finally surrendering to his own desire and releasing.

Marcus screamed as Gihren’s cum filled him and his body shuddered under the force of Gihren’s orgasm. The moment seemed to last for an eternity, for Marcus it was hell.

The moment finally passed and Gihren pulled out ignoring the blood that was now covering his cock. He walked to the door pausing to look back at Marcus.

“Rest well; you’ll need your energy for later.”

Gihren smirked and then walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

Marcus was left alone, bruised, battered, and bleeding. He had nothing left and his energy had escaped him. He couldn’t even stand up or pull himself onto the bed. All he could do was fall to his knees and cry.

No words could describe the way Marcus felt at that moment. Pain shot through his entire body, but worse than that was the way his heart felt. He felt an indescribable pain like he had never felt before. It was a pain that would always be with him and that he would never forget.

Marcus wanted so badly to escape from that place and to escape from what he was feeling. But there was no way out for him. All he could do was wait until Gihren grew tired of him and hope that that day would come soon.

Somehow he managed the energy to pull the blanket from the bed and cover himself. He curled up tightly on the sandy floor and held his knees to his chest. Eventually his tears would sap the last of his strength and he would fall into the grip of a nightmarish sleep where he would revisit this moment and the many that would surely follow.

-end-