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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Inception_(2010)
  Relationship:
      Arthur/Eames_(Inception)
  Character:
      Arthur_(Inception), Eames_(Inception)
  Additional Tags:
      Rape_Roleplay, Rape, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Roleplay, Bottom_Arthur, Rape
      Fantasy, Oral_Sex, Non-Consensual_Oral_Sex, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering,
      Verbal_Humiliation, Underage_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-10-31 Words: 2867
****** Friday Night ******
by curiousloveable
Summary
     It's Friday night and Arthur is alone in the house, his parents gone
     for the weekend, when he suddenly hears a noise downstairs.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
It was Friday night and Arthur was sitting in his room at his desk, quietly
doing his homework. He was alone for the whole weekend since his parents had
gone on a business trip until Monday. Arthur couldn’t wait to start the weekend
by having his best friend Ariadne come over so they could watch movies in the
living room downstairs, eat chips and fast food, and talk all night, without
his parents telling him when to go to bed. But first he had to finish his
homework, so he would be done for the weekend. It was already dark outside and
it was raining, the rain drumming against his window. Arthur was leaning over
his math assignment, mumbling to himself under his breath, when he suddenly
heard a noise from downstairs. He froze, looking up from his work and trying to
listen for any sounds that could not explained by the rain and the wind
outside. After a few seconds he shrugged and went back to work, but after only
a minute he heard it again. Fuck. His mind must be playing tricks on him
already, he thought, standing up and walking to his door. There was no way that
anything or anyone was downstairs, he was sure of it. But his mind kept telling
him to go and check the front door. He was probably trying to come up with an
excuse to put off his homework, but who could blame him? Maybe I can go and get
some food from the fridge, he thought as he opened the door to his bedroom and
walked to the stairs, making his way down to the first floor.
The house was dark and empty, silent except for the sound of the rain outside.
Arthur didn’t bother turning on any of the lights as he made his way to the
kitchen. When he crossed the living room, a lightning flashed outside and
suddenly Arthur could see a dark figure standing in the hallway to the front
door. The man was dressed in black, a hood pulled over his head and a scarf
wrapped around his mouth, as he looked up from where he was kneeling beside the
dresser, some of the drawers pulled open. A burglar?! Arthur froze like a deer
in headlights, staring at the man, who was looking right back at him, none of
them moving. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, what do I do??? Arthur could feel his
heart pounding in his chest, his mind screaming at him to move and do
something, but he couldn’t decide what he should do! Where was the gun his
father had hidden somewhere in the house? If he ran up the stairs and locked
himself in his room, maybe he could call the police. But before Arthur could
decide what to do, the man moved suddenly, standing up slowly. Instinctively
Arthur took a step back. Slowly the man raised his hands and took a step
forward, making the hairs on Arthur’s back stand up.
“Well hello there” the man rumbled in a deep voice and Arthur could feel the
panic rise a little higher. “Sorry if I scared you, I thought this house was
empty” the man continued. Arthur felt he couldn’t speak a word, his throat felt
closed up and he couldn’t swallow around the lump in his throat. When Arthur
didn’t say anything the man raised his hand to pull down the scarf covering his
lower face. “Are you alone?” he asked and there was a hint of something in his
voice, something Arthur couldn’t pin down, but something that scared him
nonetheless. It was enough to finally get him to move and bolt in the direction
of the stairs.
He didn’t get far though. Before he knew what had happened, he felt himself
being slammed into the wall of the living room, the stranger pressed against
his back. The impact knocked all the breath from his lungs and he gasped,
helplessly trying to push away from the wall. “That was not very polite.” The
man hissed closed to Arthur’s ear, “I thought we were having a nice little
conversation, hm?” Arthur could feel warm breath on his neck. One hand was
clenched into the collar of his shirt, pressing him to the wall. Arthur could
feel the warm weight of the man pressed against his back, and he was terrified.
“I… I…” He tried, but his voice was shaking, “I’m sorry!” There was a chuckle
behind him and suddenly the man grabbed his neck and stepped back, turning
Arthur around and pressing him back to the wall. Arthur’s eyes went wide when
he could see the glint of a knife in the dark. He didn’t move a muscle when the
man pressed against him, using his weight to pin Arthur to the wall. He was not
much taller than him, but his bulk made him seem much larger than Arthur.
“P-please don’t hurt me!” He whispered and he could feel tears rising up.
“Ssshhh,” the man hushed him, one hand coming up to stroke his cheek and when
Arthur flinched away from the touch, a bone-chilling grin slid onto the man’s
face. “Are you scared?” He whispered, his face only a few inches from Arthur’s
and he could see the dangerous glee in his eyes. Arthur managed a nod and the
man chuckled under his breath, taking a step back and grabbing Arthur’s shirt
as he took the knife and cut it open.
Arthur felt like all his limbs were frozen in place, he could not move, he
could not scream, he was too horrified to do anything but stand there and
shiver as his shirt fell too pieces and dropped to the floor. The man hummed in
approval, holding the knife to Arthur’s collarbone, while his other hand
stroked over his exposed skin. “You are a lovely thing.” He said, smirking at
Arthur and licking his lips. Arthur could feel his stomach turning with dread
at the words and at being touched in such a way, against his will. He shivered,
his hands shaking at his sides, but the man didn’t seem to care.
Suddenly he grabbed Arthur’s hair, making him cry out in surprise and from the
pain, as the stranger pulled him from the wall over to the couch in the living
room, throwing Arthur down onto the cushions. When the boy looked up again, the
man was standing above him, smiling as he said “Take off your pants.” Arthur
could feel the tears spilling down his cheeks now, when he moved to open his
jeans with shaking hands. He got them down to his knees when the man lost his
patience and took hold of them himself, pulling them all the way off. Arthur
let out a choked sob and more tears fell down freely now. The man hummed again
and then pushed Arthur back on the couch, lying down on top of him. Closing his
eyes tightly, Arthur clenched his hands, turning his face away, as he felt the
man stroking down his side.
He could feel how the other pushed his nose into his hair, taking a sniff
before he nuzzled his neck and suddenly began sucking and biting on his neck
and shoulder. Arthur couldn’t help the small noises that escaped him, as the
man touched and pet him, his mouth being warm and wet on his skin, when he
moved down and sucked on a nipple Arthur gasped and then moaned. The man let
out a deep chuckle and grinned down at him, using one hand to grab Arthur’s
hair and pull his head back. “You like that, hm? I knew you would enjoy
yourself when I saw you; bet you are still a little virgin, right?” He grinned
and suddenly his other hand was between Arthur’s legs, grabbing his half-hard
cock through his boxer briefs. Arthur almost screamed, his hands flying up to
the man’s shoulders and trying to push him off, but the man used his other hand
to catch Arthur’s wrists, pinning them above his head, pressing him down with
all his weight.
“Please, please don’t do this!” Arthur sobbed, new tears flowing down his face
as the guy rubbed him through his underwear. “But we are only just starting my
darling; I’m going to have so much fun with you.” The man smirked down at him,
rubbing until Arthur felt he was fully hard and smearing precum against the
fabric of his boxers. Why did it feel good when he absolutely did not want
this? “P-please stop.” He cried, trying to escape the rough strokes on his
dick, but there was no way he could go, he was trapped.
Suddenly the hands on him were gone and when he looked up, the man was sitting
up above him, hands pulling up his own shirt over his head. Arthur realized
this was his only chance and with all his strength pushed against the man’s
chest, throwing him off backwards, as Arthur jumped up from the couch and
sprinted to the stairs.
His heart was pounding in his chest as he stumbled upstairs, not looking back
as he ran to his bedroom. He bolted inside and turned around, ready to push the
door close and lock it, when a weight from the other side pushed it open again,
throwing Arthur back so he stumbled and fell onto the carpet. When he looked
up, the man was standing in his room, closing the door behind him and turning
the lock. He looked mad with rage as he stormed towards Arthur who curled up on
the floor, trying to protect himself.
“Don’t you fucking do that again, you whore!” He screamed at him as he grabbed
Arthur’s hair, pulling him up. Arthur sobbed his whole body shaking as he
babbled apologies and pleaded not to get hurt. The man shook him like a
disobedient puppy and Arthur fell silent, sobbing quietly as the man wrenched
his head back to look at him. “What’s your name boy?” He asked, his eyes still
hard, but calm again. “A-Arthur.” He blurted, shaking like a leaf. “Hm…
Arthur.” The man repeated, purring his name as a smile curled on his lips
again. He bend down so his face was closer to Arthur’s as he grinned at him.
“Will you be a good boy now Arthur? Or do I have to hurt you?” He purred in a
deep voice, his eyes flicking over Arthur’s face. “N-no, p-please don’t hurt
me.” Arthur whispered, relief washing over him, when the hand in his hair
softened. “Then be good, yes?” The man didn’t wait for an answer as he leaned
down and kissed Arthur right on his mouth, using Arthur’s surprised gasp to
slip his tongue inside, stealing Arthur’s breath as he devoured him.
When he finally broke away, he pulled Arthur up, shoving him onto his bed
instead. Arthur bounced off the mattress and when he turned around, he could
see how the man shoved his pants and his underwear down in one go, leaving him
completely naked as he had already lost his shirt downstairs. He crawled onto
the bed behind Arthur and pulled his boxer briefs off, throwing them onto the
floor. “Now we will have some fun.” He smirked, grabbing Arthur’s ankle and
pulling him closer.
The man lay on top of him again as he did before, using his tights to push
Arthur’s legs open. Arthur closed his eyes again, willing himself to wake up
from this nightmare. He felt humiliated when the man grabbed his cock and
Arthur realized he was still hard. Then he felt shocked when he noticed the
very obvious erection that was pressing hot against his hip. Fuck!
When the man was done fondling him, he reached up to Arthur’s bedside table and
grabbed something. His lube. Fuck, his lube that he had just used this
afternoon and not bothered hiding again since his parents were gone. Before he
could think about any of this too long, there were suddenly cold and slick
fingers pushing at his hole and before he could think about it, Arthur started
thrashing around violently.
“Fuck, what did I tell you?!” The man cursed, but Arthur didn’t even hear him.
A moment later he was pinned down on his stomach, his hands behind his back,
tied with some fabric that he couldn’t see. The man didn’t bother to say
anything, just resumed where he had left off and pushed a slick finger inside
of Arthur. The boy sobbed as he was slowly opened up, another finger added and
spread open. The third finger burned and Arthur knew he was not ready when the
man pulled away and slicked himself.
“You are going to feel so good, so tight and hot, I know it…” He mumbled behind
Arthur, letting out a string of filthy words as the lay down over the boy,
covering him as he pushed his cock between Arthur’s cheeks. Arthur knew he
should relax to make it easier, but he couldn’t help and clench up as the man
started to push the head of his cock against Arthur’s hole. Hot tears were
running down his face again as the pain ripped through him, when the head
finally pushed inside and Arthur let out a scream when the man slammed all the
way in, not waiting for Arthur to adjust.
The guy groaned above him, starting to rock slowly, enjoying himself while
Arthur was biting his lip, trying to bear down on the pain. “Fuck, fuck, so
good! So tight, you bloody virgin, fuck, you little whore…” The man hissed
close to his ear, picking up his pace as he fucked Arthur more and more open.
When the pain started to subside, Arthur became more aware of his shoulders
cramping because of the way his hands were bound on his back and at the same
time the guy was lying on top of him. When he tried to shift, the cock inside
him suddenly pushed against a spot that made a wave of pleasure shoot through
his body, his own dick throbbing as the man hit the spot again and again.
Arthur couldn’t help but moan as his dick rubbed against the sheets, the man’s
cock sliding in and out, sending heat through his whole body.
“Ah you like that, don’t you? I knew it. You are such a little slut, you’ve
been waiting for someone to come and fuck you like this, right? Spread your
legs and be used. Just a hole for me to fuck…” The man whispered in his ear,
his pace becoming frantic as he sucked on Arthur’s neck, grunting and fucking
him. And suddenly he pushed in hard, holding still and moaned as he came inside
of Arthur.
He lay on top of him for a few moments, before he pulled out slowly. Sitting
up, he pushed himself up and crawled down between Arthur’s legs, pushing them
further apart and then he spread Arthur’s cheeks, watching his come slide out
of the boy’s hole. “Hm fuck, such a good little slut.” He murmured as Arthur
just lay there, his own erection pressed between his stomach and the bed.
Suddenly the man turned Arthur around, pulling him onto his back as the smirked
down at Arthur, curling his hand around Arthur’s cock slowly. “Poor boy, what
are we gonna do about that?” He asked, smiling as he jerked him a few times.
Arthur closed his eyes, feeling his face heat up with humiliation, but also
with pleasure as the guy’s strong grip pulled on his dick. Fuck he was close.
Arthur threw his eyes open and gasped, when there was suddenly wet heat
surrounding his cock, the man sliding his mouth down over his dick, sucking and
licking.
The boy was gasping like a fish, his back arched from the bed although his
hands were still tied under him. “Fuck!” Arthur shouted as his toes curled and
suddenly he was coming down the guy’s throat, his hips pushing into the wet
heat of his mouth over and over again. His vision was white for a moment and
when he came back, the man was leaning above him, grinning and stroking one
hand through his hair. “Welcome back darling.” He smirked and then got up,
walking to his clothes. That was when Arthur realized his hands were free
again. “This was fun. Next time I will make you suck me before I fuck you.” The
man promised darkly and grinned cruelly before he picked up his clothes and
left Arthur’s room.
 

Half an hour later, Arthur was still lying on his bed, naked and fucked out,
when there was a knock on his door. He picked his head up and saw Eames walking
in, carrying a tray and smiling at him. “Hey darling, thought I’d make us some
sandwiches.” He put them down on the bedside table and sat down next to Arthur,
leaning down to place a gentle kiss on his lips. “Did you like it?” He asked
with a smile and all Arthur could do was smile back and pull him down for more
kisses.
End Notes
     This is my first work, I hope you like it :)
     Please leave comments and kudos if you want to.
     Also I have no beta and English is not my first language, so sorry
     for any mistakes.
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