Fan Fiction

Tainted By You - DBSK YAOI - NC-17 [COMPLETED]

by Cool_1312 and aronist_ed

Chapter 8

Altar of broken dreams

Chapter 8 – Altar of broken dreams
By: arsonist_ed
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Warning: negative smut
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Nothing could compare to the painful throbbing initiating itself from the back of Keita’s head. Scrunching his face, the man slowly awoke from his not so peaceful slumber. As his sleepiness faded, the pain started growing worse. The pain was like the pressure of stiff rocks being thrown to his fragile skull. Carefully, he brought his hand up to caress the area only to find out that his hands were tied. He felt the uncomfortable figure of a wooden chair. He tried moving his hands but they were tied to the chair. He tried kicking his legs but found out that they were also tied to the chair.

With his chest pounding in fright, Keita ignored the pain on the back of his head and lifted his head up. His brown eyes scanned the darkness and it took him awhile to make out of the things in front of him. The only light illuminating the room was that of the moon’s, travelling through the blue tinted window to his right. A wooden door was left close in a distance in front of him. His gaze drifted to the expanse on his left.

A small classroom table.

What the hell? This room was in no way a classroom.

Keita’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion; how did he get here and why? And why was he tied to this chair—rather, who did it? His head started pounding again but he fought to keep his senses up.

The last thing he remembered was that he was in the bar, having a few tequila shots. He was slowly losing his temper then and threw the glass onto the floor. It was almost dusk and he wasn’t done with his work. He stood up to get himself some water. And on his way…

Footsteps sounded from the door across him and he stared at the wooden door, fearing of what was to come out. The footsteps became louder and louder and his heart beat as loud. Worried, Keita struggled to free himself from the ropes, paying no attention to the pain burning on his wrists. It was not long after he managed to free his right hand. But right at that moment, a person entered the room.

With his body tensing and head bent on his shoulder, Keita kept his hands close together and pretended to be asleep. He narrowed his eyes to get a clearer look of the man but the light from the moon proved to be not enough.

“It’s no use pretending to be asleep. You’re gonna have to act better if you want that to fool someone,” the stranger spoke. He had the tone of voice that made Keita shudder. Strong and masculine. But it was familiar.

“The hell—you let me go now,” Keita spat, his voice challenging but with a little hint of fear.

“Oho!” the man laughed, seemingly surprised, “aren’t you supposed to ask who I am first before we get to things like that?” The man walked closer towards Keita and bent his head to the level of Keita’s, “Looks like you just woke up, honey.”

Keita’s forehead broke into cold sweat.

“Who the hell are you?”

The man moved his head closer to Keita’s, giving the other man a clearer look of his face, “It’s not really necessary that you have to know my name, baby..” He let out an amused laugh as he scanned the other man’s rigid and pale face, “The important thing here is I know yours. It’s Keita, right?”

“How the hell did you do this?” Keita’s voice shuddered, he was getting nervous.

“You think you’re so safe, huh?” The man brought his face closer to Keita’s, as if to almost kiss the other boy, but Keita merely turned his head to the other side, avoiding as much eye contact from the other man, “How do you feel now, baby?” The man brought his mouth down Keita’s neck and sucked at the tender flesh softly, emitting a soft muffled moan from the smaller man.

“Y-you let me go now, or you’ll pay the consequences..” Keita managed to breathe out in between moans.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m gonna let you go,” The man forcefully grabbed Keita’s face to look at his. Anger was clear in the assaulter’s eyes, “But first, let me have a taste of this body,” he motioned to Keita’s bound body, which he eyed seductively, thinking about all of the things that he wanted to do with it.

Keita gave him a horrified look, and that was exactly how he felt inside. The man was of lean figure, just about ten pounds heavier than him. His hair was colored golden brown and he looked none like a criminal. “J-just.. let me fucking go now—”

A sharp and painful slap was brought upon his face. The stinging sensation made his cheek throb. It was not long after long fingers were wrapped around his slim neck. The grip was getting tighter and tighter; the other’s gaze upon his eyes were unforgiving and relentless.

“I’m gonna make you feel the pain, bitch,” The man removed his hand from the other’s neck; the other panted for air with his head bowed, long solid breaths were taken, “I’ll make sure they’ll be long and antagonizing. Oh, how I’d love to know how your voice sounds when you’re begging.”

Keita whimpered. It was now time to fight back. He didn’t plan on doing so but now it was completely necessary.

With a swift move, Keita threw his fist onto the other’s cheek; the grip on his neck loosened as the other man’s position was changed. He immediately regretted hitting the other man.

A painful blow was planted on Keita’s left cheek. The impact was so strong that the chair came along with him as he fell down the ground. Keita marvelled at the strength of the other man. At the same time, he grew more scared.

“Fucking bitch!” the assailant walked up to him and kicked him hard on the abdomen, “you’re really testing my fucking patience, you bitch? I’ll show you the limits of my patience since you’re so eager to hear it.”

Keita felt the ropes on his legs and hands unfastened until another blow was given to his chest, “tsch.. fuck you..” he managed to breathe out as he gasped for air.

“Oh, baby, I think it’s the other way round,” the rapist lifted Keita’s small body onto his shoulder. The smaller fidgeted, wanting to get away but the other man was simply too strong for him.

With a thump, Keita’s back landed on something small and hard. He looked around and saw that he was lying on the small classroom table he saw earlier. The table was just enough for only his back. His head, rear and legs were hanging limply on the thick side of the wood. Keita looked around and looked for his captor.

He struggled to get up until a force from his elbows forced him down the table again. What the..

Keita felt his elbows being tied together, underneath the table. Panicking, he squirmed, trying to free himself but the links on his elbows were tight and strong.

And it was enough to restrain him. He got more scared as reality started to dawn upon him.

“I don’t think sex is new to you, baby,” the other cooed as he emerged from underneath.

The captor walked over to the side of the table where Keita’s head was hanging at and Keita could completely see the upside down figure of the other man. Shit, he’s not planning to..

The man started undoing his pants and Keita could see every little detail of it. Slowly, he closed his eyes, wishing all of this to be a bad dream. But he could not escape the reality that was happening currently.

Slick and moist, the rapist’s positioned the head of his cock inside Keita’s mouth but Keita kept his mouth firmly closed, trashing his head to the sides as to try to avoid the disgusting ministrations.

His breathing was deprived of when the other man pinched his nose close. He hurriedly opened his mouth to suck in air but it was too late; the man had already Keita’s small face in his calloused hands and was slowly thrusting his way inside, not caring of depriving the smaller one with air.

Muffled sounds of protests sounded inside the room as Keita tried to wriggle free from his captor. But his restraints made it impossible to hope. He could feel the other man’s sac hitting his upper lip with each thrust to his mouth.

“Do you like this, baby?” the man slammed his hips, “aren’t you an expert in this? Why don’t you show me some fucking action?”

Keita only jerked his body as an answer. There was nothing in the world that he wanted than to get out of here. But it was damned impossible.

The older man let go of Keita’s face, but was still thrusting into Keita’s moist mouth. The long hands reached to the button of Keita’s jeans, and were undoing it with ease. The man ran his hand on the smaller man’s cock, kneading the flesh making Keita moan involuntarily.

After what seemed like hours, the man finally broke free from Keita’s mouth and took off all of his clothing. This gave Keita the chance to catch his breath. His mouth drooled with saliva and precum from the other’s cock. God, this tasted awful! Keita gagged.

Suddenly, his pants were tugged violently off of his body, along with his underwear. He felt a cool chill in between his legs. He brought his heels on the bank of the small table and he closed them hastily, his face burning red, “stop.. no more..”

“Awww, come on.. the fun is just beginning..” Keita felt his legs slowly being forced apart, “besides, you’re already hard.. might as well get this over with, baby.”

Leaning over Keita’s petite form, he placed his hands on the smaller man’s knees, keeping the legs parted. Slowly, he brought his head down and gave Keita’s sac a prolonged lick before engulfing the spongy flesh inside his mouth. He bit softly on the wrinkled skin, emitting a choked gasp from the smaller man. Giving the skinny balls a last lick; he kissed the exposed skin just between the cock and sac, lightly sucking on it. This boy’s taste was different from the others and he was liking it. Something was telling him to break the boy until he was satisfied. And he was about to do just that.

Keita scrunched his eyebrows, trying to will the feeling away. His body was reacting differently from his mind; the other man’s grip on his knees was strong and unforgiving. A long slurp was given to his cock as the other’s hands slowly travelled on the interior of his thighs. Goosebumps grew all over the other boy’s body, tainting his skin with unwanted pleasure. He unknowingly released a whimper.

“You know, I’m not really the type to use lube,” the man whispered against the skin of Keita’s shaft, “I like it raw..”

But Keita wasn’t listening.. Just get this over with, now. His eyes were already stinging from fear of what was about to come.

Giving the cock one last kiss, the assaulter broke free from Keita and eyed the other boy’s vulnerable form. The boy was crying now. The assaulter found this even more arousing as he roughly grabbed the limp legs and swung it over his broad shoulders. He caressed the smooth thighs before grabbing his own neglected cock and placed it over the creased hole leading to the other man’s searing heat. He rubbed the head of his shaft at the wrinkled skin before proceeding to force his member inside.

With pain slowly overriding his senses, Keita started to sob softly. Is this what I have to pay for all of the things I’ve done? It has been a long time since he was penetrated. He’s only slept with one man in all his life. It hurts..

Finding it difficult to enter slowly, the man slammed his hips brutally, feeling the tight flesh encase his cock. God, it felt so good. He closed his eyes to savor the feeling of the other man. He pulled his hips back, only to cruelly slam his hips forward again, this time, more forceful and harsh.

Keita couldn’t keep his sobs anymore and he cried out in pain, “Please! I beg he, stop this now! Please!!” The pain on his rear was so intense that he pulled on the bonds of the ropes. He felt the other man thrust again, and he cried uncontrollably, “no.. more..”

Right at that moment, Keita called out a name that he never though he would after years, “Ch-changmin.. help..”



Changmin felt a chill on his back. He heard his name being called. He looked around his office to see if somebody was calling him. But it was impossible since he was alone.

Sighing, he looked down on the pile of papers and continued his work.

There it was again, the voice calling his name... Keita?

Hastily opening his drawer, Changmin pulled out his gun and rushed out of his office room, caring not to turn of his laptop and tv database.

He was going hunting.
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At this part, it really turned out to be a lot more different that I would like it to be. Reading it now, it doesn’t really flow well with the truth that I had revealed in the later chapters but yea, I guessed we just have to see how it goes. ^^

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