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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      War_of_the_Worlds_(2005_Spielberg)
  Character:
      Rachel_Ferrier, Harlan_Ogilvy
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Little_Girl_-_Freeform, Sexual_Assault, Pedophilia, Ogilvy_Rapes
      Rachel, Vaginal_Fingering, Penis_In_Vagina_Sex, Oral_Sex, Blow_Jobs,
      Child_Abuse, stripped_naked, Adult_has_sexual_intercourse_witha_child,
      Character_Death, Alien_Invasion, Ogilvy's_an_asshole, Finger_thrusting,
      Erections, underage_girl_raped, Child_Death, Spoiler_Alert_-_Freeform,
      Ray_and_Rachel_both_die, Alien_Abduction, Ogilvy_also_raped_his_daughter,
      semen_-_Freeform, Orgasm, Naked_sexual_intercourse, Dirty_Talk, Explicit
      Sexual_Content
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-05 Words: 3155
****** I'll take care of you ******
by lozzielou
Summary
     Based on the 2005 movie in which Ray is killed during his fight with
     Harlan Ogilvy, leaving his young daughter Rachel alone with a man who
     had lost his sanity but also promised to take care of her in case
     anything happened to her father but not exactly in the way that
     Rachel had thought. Warning-this fic features scenes of a young girl
     being raped and sexually assaulted, please do not read if this makes
     you feel uncomfortable
"A gentle breeze on hush a by mountain,softly blows for lullaby bay" the little
girl sitting blind folded with her hands placed over her ears sang softly in a
dark basement whilst the sound of two men fighting in the next room could be
heard as she continued to sing, the little girl, no older than ten years old,
face streaked with dirt, her blonde hair looking as if it hadn't been washed in
days and her clothes all filthy and almost ragged, this little innocent child
was caught up in the middle of an Alien invasion and now she and her father had
taken shelter in this dark, damp basement along with another man who appeared
to be losing his mind and fearing that he may end up revealing their hiding
place to the Aliens, the girl's father had gone into the other room to silence
him for good.
Rachel Ferrier had finished singing her song but continued to sit on the old
moth eaten couch, her vision darkened by the blindfold she had over her eyes so
she did not hear or see the door to the next room opening, she did not realise
there was someone in front of her until she felt a pair of hands remove her own
hands away from her ears and then the blindfold was removed, she was hoping
that it would be her Father standing there but it wasn't, instead it was the
man who had taken them into his basement for shelter away from the invasion.
"Where's my Dad?" Rachel asked, her voice shaking and fearing that something
had happened to him "where is he?"
"I'm sorry but he had a terrible accident, he's no longer alive" the man,
Harlan Ogilvy replied in a seemingly calm manner, he had killed Rachel's
Father, Ray Ferrier during their fight.
"No you're lying, I want my Dad, I want my Dad" the little girl screamed, tears
beginning to roll down her cheeks, leaving little streaks in the dirt that
covered it but Ogilvy clamped his hand over her mouth, silencing her.
"Ssshh" he warned her "you don't want them to hear you do you, the invaders, do
you want to be captured?" shaking, Rachel shook her head " I know what I told
you may have given you a fright, shocked you even but remember what I said
before, if something happens to your daddy I'll take care of you and that's
what i'm going to do, I'll take care of you, now I'm going to move my hand away
from your mouth and you're not going to scream okay" as more tears rolled down
her dirt streaked cheeks, Rachel nodded and Ogilvy pulled his hand away before
sitting on the couch beside her but the little girl didn't even look at him,
she just stared down at her hands on her knees and Ogilvy couldn't help but
feel a little guilty, he hadn't meant to kill this little girl's father but
their fight had gotten way out of hand.
"What happened to him?" Rachel asked silently, not looking up.
"None of that matters right now, the most important thing is keeping you safe
but that probably won't last very long, sooner or later the invaders will
probably find us and take us away" he told her "sooner or later we're gonna
die. They'll come down here, find us and use or blood for harvesting, so until
then I'll look after you until we eventually get taken away, then that'll be
the end."
"Stop it, stop saying that" Rachel cried, placing her hands over her ears
"You're scaring me."
"But it's the truth, they've won kid, the invaders, there's nothing we can do,
all we can do now is just wait" he said before gripping Rachel's chin and
forcing her to look at him "such a shame that you're having to experience such
an awful thing at such a young age, such a shame that neither of us will
probably survive this, you'll never get to grow up, get married or even lose
your virginity but don't worry, I'll make sure that you won't die a virgin" as
he finished talking, he suddenly placed his hands on Rachel's shoulders and
laid her down on the couch before he began to remove her shoes.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked, her voice shaking " ?"
"Making sure that you won't die a virgin, because we will die eventually so
might as well loose your virginity now whilst we're still alive, before the
invaders come to take us away and harvest our bodies" Ogilvy replied as he
removed her skirt before removing her tights and under pants "here we are,
almost done."
"No please I don't like it, stop taking my clothes off" Rachel tearfully begged
as he removed her shirt, leaving her completely naked.
"But it'll be so much better if you're naked" Ogilvy replied before he began
removing his own clothes and noticing that the naked little girl appeared to be
terrified about what he was about to do to her "hey don't look so worried,
everyone does this and seeing as you'll probably die to the invaders pretty
soon it's best to do this so that you won't die a virgin, now, let's get warmed
up first." After he finished removing his clothing, he took a tube of Vaseline
and began smearing it on his Penis before smearing some in between Rachel's
legs, on her privates.
"There, now it won't hurt as much" he said as he put the tube away "but this
may make you scream so I'm going to have to gag you but I'll take it out once
we're done, don't want the invaders to hear us do we?" he took the rag that Ray
had used to blindfold Rachel and placed it in her mouth "there, now we can get
started, let's take things a little nice and easy first shall we." Before she
could react, Rachel felt him sticking his finger inside her, thrusting it in
and out as he stroked his manhood.
"Ooh fuck you're so tight" he groaned as he gripped his Penis even tighter,
pulling it "such a sweet little cunt." He began to thrust his fingers in and
out at an even quicker pace making Rachel scream but they were muffled by the
gag in her mouth and he grunted and panted as the thrusts became quicker until
he began to slow down and eventually stopped before removing his finger out of
her.
"There we go, now I think you're ready to the man event" he told her with a
smirk before pinning her down to the couch as he struggled to push him off, her
cries muffled by the rag in her mouth, holding her arms above her head as he
positioned himself at her entrance before slowly forcing himself inside her,
grunting and moaning as he began to thrust,keeping her arms held above her head
as he continued to rape this innocent Ten year old girl.
"Arrgggh Fuck so fucking tight" he groaned as he quickened his thrusts whilst
Rachel attempted to move away but he was far too strong "you're such a sweet
little whore aren't you, do you like this, do you like my Dick inside you're
tight little cunt?" he asked but Rachel shook her head as more tears streamed
down her cheeks, she didn't like this at all, he was hurting her, why was he
doing this, she was a kid, she was ten years old and he was a grown man, why
was he having sex with her, it just didn't make sense.
"Fucking Bitch" he growled, slapping her round the face as he continued
thrusting his Penis in and out of her "that was not the answer I was looking
for, now I'll ask again, do you like my Dick inside you?" reluctantly, Rachel
nodded even though she wasn't liking this at all but Ogilvy had more or less
forced her to say yes to his question "that's better, I want you to like this,
you should be grateful that I'm helping you lose your virginity before you die
at a young age" he then began to thrust even quicker than before, keeping
Rachel pinned down on the moth eaten couch. He carried on raping her for at
least twenty minutes until his thrusts suddenly became more quicker and
aggressive.
"Oh fuck yes, such a tight little whore you are, you're so fucking hot, I think
I'm going to, I think I'm going to" he let out a huge yell and an odd sensation
overcame Rachel as she felt a warm, sticky substance flowing inside her causing
her eyes to roll in the back of her head and her vision to become white for a
short time before returning to normal as Ogilvy collapsed on top of her,
panting and sweating.
"You're such a good little girl" he whispered as he began to kiss her naked
chest "mmmm so sweet, I think it's time that I tasted you" he then sat on his
knees at the end of the couch, grabbed her legs and threw them over his
shoulders, bringing her opening up to his mouth and Rachel had a feeling he
wasn't done yet, she wanted him to stop but the gag in her mouth was preventing
her from saying anything and before she could react, she felt Ogilvy's wet
tongue glide across her privates as he licked them, moaning in pleasure as he
continued to lick her before placing his mouth over her entrance, sucking and
dipping his wet tongue inside her and he continued this act for around ten
minutes before pulling away, wiping his mouth.
"So fucking tasty" he purred as he rubbed his large filthy hands over her naked
chest "now I think it's time you had a turn" he removed the gag from her mouth
and made her kneel down in front of him as he leaned back on the couch "go on,
suck me" he ordered.
"No please" Rachel begged " I don't want to do this anymore" but Ogilvy ignored
her pleas and grabbed her hair before thrusting his penis in and out of her
mouth.
"That's it, good girl, such a good little girl" he cooed as he continued to
force Rachel to pleasure him "don't worry, this will all be over soon, I'll
just fuck you a couple more times then it'll be over." For hours, Ogilvy
proceeded to sexually assault and rape the girl until he eventually decided to
stop, satisfied that she had now lost her virginity.
"Get dressed" he told her in a calm manner, acting like he hadn't spend the
past couple of hours raping her whilst her father's dead body lay in the next
room "we're done now." Shaking, Rachel did as she was told, still in shock over
what had just happened, she knew that Ogilvy was a little unstable, driven
insane by the invasion but she didn't think he would do something like this,
rape a child. After she had finished putting her clothes back on, a now fully
dressed Ogilvy placed her on his knee and began kissing her neck before
stroking her hair.
"Do you want to know another reason why I did this, it wasn't just so you won't
die a virgin, it's also because you remind me of my little girl" that made
Rachel's skin crawl, did he also rape and sexually assault his own daughter too
"when the invasion began I knew she would probably die a virgin so I took it
upon myself to make sure that wasn't going happen."
Flashback
Megan Ogilvy was almost ten years old and she was hiding in the basement of
their farmhouse along with her Father Harlan Ogilvy, they were hiding from the
invaders and he was determined to keep his Daughter safe from the invaders,
they had already taken his wife, he wasn't going to let them take her away too,
his little girl.
"Megan, come and sit on Daddy's knee for a minute" he said,beckoning the girl
over to him and without thinking much off it, she walked over to the old couch
he was sat on and climbed onto his knee where he began stroking her hair "you
do know I love right?"
"Yeah I know Daddy" Megan replied "we are gonna survive this right?"
"I don't know princess" Ogilvy replied as he began kissing her neck and putting
his hand up her shirt, rubbing his hand over her flat chest "but I think we
should do something just in case we don't survive, after all, I'm not having my
daughter die a virgin" he then began to kiss Megan and it wasn't just a peck on
the lips, it was a full on tongue in the mouth kiss and he began to remove her
clothing until she was completely naked. Little Megan wanted to ask what he was
doing but he still continued to kiss her and began thrusting his fingers in and
out of her entrance.
"Uhhhh yes, Daddy's little whore" he purred as his thrusting began to quicken
and Megan tried desperately to get away but he had a firm grip on her "stop
fucking struggling, do you want to die a virgin because that is what will
happen if we don't do this now." After he had finished fingering her, Ogilvy
took Megan and laid her down on the couch before removing his clothing.
"No Daddy,what are you doing?" Megan asked as her now naked father climbed on
top of her and forced himself inside her before thrusting in and out causing
the girl to scream out from the pain.
"Shut the fuck up" Ogilvy hissed, clamping his hand over her mouth as he
proceeded to thrust his erect penis in and out of her entrance "do you want
them to hear us?" Megan shook her head and all she could do now was just lay
there crying silently as her own Father proceeded to rape her.
"Ughh Agggh fuck, you're so fucking tight" he grunted as his movements began to
quicken and his panting became more rapid "take it, take daddy's dick like a
good girl." Gripping the girl's hair, Ogilvy began to thrust a lot more faster
than before until he let out a huge yell before Collapsing on top of Megan as
she felt a warm sticky substance flowing inside her.
"Good girl" he panted "you make daddy so fucking hard, now I think it's time to
eat you" he took hold of her legs and threw them over his shoulders before
bringing her opening up to his mouth where he proceeded to lick that area and
it didn't stop there, for hours he continued to rape and sexually assault his
own daughter until he eventually decided it was time to stop.
"You've been a very good girl" he told her as she put her clothes back on,
unable to look him in the eye " and you won't die a virgin now."
End Flashback
Rachel could not believe what she had just heard, he had raped his own daughter
before she was captured, she remembered him telling her that he had a daughter
who was almost her age and the thought of him doing what he just did to her to
another little girl made her skin crawl.
"Oh, there's something else I need to tell you" Ogilvy said as he stuck his
hand down her skirt, rubbing her genital area and proceeding to stick his
fingers inside "you're daddy's death was no accident, I deliberately killed him
so that I could have my way with you, I wasn't just making sure that you won't
die a virgin, all that was just an excuse to fuck you because I like to have
sex with little girls, especially my daughter but she's gone now and I haven't
had a nice little girl to fuck for weeks and then you and your daddy came here,
I knew I had to get rid of him somehow so that I could strip you naked and have
sex with you without him interfering" he then began removing her clothing once
more " you're mine now and you're not leaving here ever." For the past few
weeks, Ogilvy remained hiding in his basement, keeping Rachel with him and
using her as his little sex slave until he was eventually captured by the
invaders but before that happened he had spend hours raping Rachel and
performing all kinds of sex acts on her but that all ended once he was caught
and taken away by the invaders, luckily Rachel had evaded capture because she
had been hiding but now with Ogilvy and her father ray both gone, she was all
alone in this dark, damp basement and not only was she traumatised by the
invasion, she had now been traumatised by her rape ordeal, Ten years old and
forced to have sex with a grown man.
"A gentle breeze, on hush a by mountain, softly blows for lullaby bay" the
little girl sang softy as she lay on the dirty floor, legs pulled up to her
chest and tears streaming down her cheeks. The dark damp basement lay empty
except for the traumatized little girl who lay on the floor and the only sounds
that could be heard was her sobs which where drowned out by the whirring and
metallic clanging of the Tripods outside. The child had remained hiding in the
basement all alone for a couple more days until she was eventually captured and
taken into one of the Tripods and it would only be a matter of time before they
would kill her and harvest her blood with her last memories being that of
Ogilvy and what he had done to her, she had spent the final days of her life
being raped and sexually abused by a man who had lost his sanity, a man who
brought her and her father into his basement for safety, or so she thought, it
seemed that he had brought them down there so that he could kill her father
before carrying out his horrific attack on the young girl. She didn't even
scream or put up a fight as she was pulled from the cage that was placed under
the Tripod and into the Tripod itself where she was placed into a machine that
slowly began to drain away her blood and her last memory before her young life
slipped away was of the abuse she had been subjected to, Rachel Ferrier's life
had already ended that night she was raped and she allowed herself to drift
into a permanent sleep as the blood that remained in her body was drained away
until her lifeless body became ghostly white, Rachel Ferrier had died a
traumatized and broken child.
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im waiting. He moved
his hand back down the boy's stomach and unfastened his shorts.
"You're sure, right?" he asked, pulling back from kissing Hope so he could look
into his eyes.
"Yeah," Hope said, without hesitation.
Snow pulled the zipper on Hope's fly, then moved to tea the boy's shorts off
entirely. "Less messy this way," he explained, pulling those and his underwear
off all at once. Hope was surprised enough that he forgot to be embarrassed
about being half-naked, out in the middle of a field on a still-strange world.
Snow didn't seem embarrassed, after all.
The blond man left Hope's clothes in a pile at the bottom of the sleeping bags.
He ran one hand up the boy's leg, feeling him tense again. The boy's legs
parted a little, on instinct, as Snow's hand moved further up. As that hand
wrapped around his erection, Hope thought again about how big Snow's hands
were. He might have felt inadequate if it didn't feel so good to be touched
like that.
Snow moved his hand along Hope's cock, slowly, gently, like he'd done
everything up to then. Hope's hips pressed upwards, unbidden, seeking more than
he was getting. Snow leaned down and kissed him again, still moving his hand as
he did. Hope was too distracted to be very good at returning the kiss, but Snow
didn't mind. Because Hope was young and inexperienced, or maybe just because he
was so turned on, it didn't take very long for him to come, clinging to Snow as
he did so. Snow wiped his hand of on the sleeping bag, unthinking, and held on
to Hope for a few minutes. They lay there, both breathing hard; their breathing
was the only sound in the air for awhile.
Finally, Hope shifted in Snow's arms. Snow looked down at him, smiling his
dorky half-smile. "You okay?" he asked again.
"Yeah," Hope said, though his voice shook slightly. "More than okay."
Snow chuckled and moved away. He grabbed Hope's clothes and handed them to him.
"Don't want you to get cold or anything," he explained.
Hope's face flushed, but he didn't say anything. He wiggled back into this
clothes as quickly as he could manage it, then snuggled back up to Snow.
"Hey, Snow?"
"Yeah?"
"I…kinda want to…" Hope started, but he trailed off, uncertain.
"Kinda want to what? You can tell me, it's okay," Snow said, encouragingly.
Hope swallowed. He was sure he was bright red again. "I want to touch you,
too."
"Don't be embarrassed," Snow said. "I was kinda hoping you would. Gets
uncomfortable, laying here like this." To illustrate his point, he caught one
of Hope's hands and pressed it against his crotch. His rather large erection
was pretty obvious, even through the thick cloth of his pants. Hope let out a
breath he didn't realize he was even holding, all at once, and moved his hand
down then back up along the bulge in Snow's pants. Snow's breath hissed in
through his teeth.
Hope sat out so he could figure out what he was doing a little easier. He undid
Snow's pants with slightly trembling hands. Snow helped him, reaching down and
pushing his own pants and boxers down and kicking his way out of them.
Hope was glad that he had all his clothes on again. He'd been right about all
of Snow being big, and he felt pretty inadequate as he stared down at the
blond's hard cock. Hesitantly, he reached out and wrapped his hand around it.
Snow's skin was hot, which shouldn't have been surprising, but was, a little.
Hope let his hand move over the considerable length of that erection, up and
then back down. He slid his thumb over the velvety tip, curious, and felt Snow
sort of twitch under that. He did it again, and got the same reaction.
"Hope…" Snow said. The word came out hurried. Hope looked at him curiously, and
stopped moving his hand altogether, though he didn't let go. Their eyes met,
and Snow said, "Don't tease me, huh?"
"Oh. Sorry," Hope said, and looked back down at his hand. He moved it again,
sliding it up and then back down. He did that again, tightening his fingers
just a little. Snow's eyes closed and he let his head fall back while Hope's
hand moved along him. Hope glanced up at Snow's face, decided he was probably
doing fine, and looked back at his hand. He sped up his movements. After a
couple minutes passed like that, Snow reached up and grabbed the front of
Hope's shirt, then jerked him down to him. Their mouths met. This time, Hope
was better at returning the kiss. He managed to keep his hand going, too. He
could tell Snow's breathing was a little ragged.
Timeless minutes passed like that, with Snow holding Hope close and Hope's hand
moving along his cock. Hope wasn't quite prepared when Snow came, and because
of how he was laying, it got all over his hand and his shirt. He sat up again,
almost abruptly.
Snow tried to work through the post-orgasm brain fog faster than he normally
would have, and managed. "Sorry 'bout that."
Hope shook his head, quickly. "No, it's my fault, I should have…" But he didn't
know how else to finish that sentence, and stopped.
Snow reached up and pulled him back down. "We'll wash it in the morning, it's
fine, c'mere," he said. Hope resisted for a second, but only for a second. It
was hard to resist Snow, at that moment. Other times he'd had no trouble, but
considering everything that had happened that evening, he was having a much
harder time. And really, right now, he didn't want to resist, he was just new
to the whole thing.
"You sure this is cool with you?" Hope asked, settling against Snow again,
trying not to feel like they'd done something wrong.
"Yeah, 'course it is, I told you already."
"But-"
"Shh. It's okay. I wouldn't do it if I didn't like you, too. You get too hung
up on little details." Snow, of course, sounded sure of himself. He moved away
for a minute to pull his pants back on. So they'd have a bunch to wash
tomorrow, but it wasn't like they hadn't been washing their clothes up to this
point. They'd manage.
Snow laid back down and pulled Hope closer so the boy was laying with his head
on Snow's chest. Surprisingly, it was Hope who fell asleep first, with his
clean hand clenched in Snow's shirt like he was afraid to let him go.
"I told you, I'm gonna take care of you," Snow said, though Hope wasn't awake
to hear him. "No matter what that means."
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 pant leg from under his toes where it had unraveled when he’d fled.
“You don’t mind?”
And how could a thirteen-year-old sound so incredibly incredulous, Eames had no
idea.
What he did know, was that a diversion tactic was in order.
“Come on, pet. Let’s go make some dinner.”
 
TBC
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