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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      終わりのセラフ_|_Owari_no_Seraph_|_Seraph_of_the_End
  Relationship:
      Ferid_Bathory/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou
  Character:
      Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, Ferid_Bathory
  Additional Tags:
      Torture, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Alternate_Universe_-_Canon_Divergence,
      Bondage
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-07-28 Words: 6521
****** Not Broken ******
by Megumi0505
Summary
     "You're wasting your time, I don't know anything and even if I did,
     there's no way in hell I'd tell you." Yuu glared up defiantly at the
     vampire who murdered his family. The one he'd sworn he would kill
     with his very own hands. The hatred burning in Yuu's eyes sent
     shivers of excitement racing up Ferid's spine. "Oh I'm well aware
     that a grunt like you wouldn't know anything of use, that's just the
     excuse I used to keep you alive." The gleam in his eye and sadistic
     smirk when he said that sent waves of horror and pure terror running
     through Yuu. He had a really bad feeling that he was going to wish he
     was dead.
Notes
     I don't know where this came from. I was just in the mood for some
     non-con involving Yuu, and then this happened. This is dark, twisted,
     and very fucked up. If you didn't hate Ferid before this, I guarantee
     you're going to want to set him on fire and watch him burn after
     reading this.
See the end of the work for more notes
He felt his arms going numb as the blood drained from them. He'd woken up in
this dank prison cell to find his arms suspended above his head, shackled to
the wall with chains. He'd spent hours rattling and fiddling with the chains
trying to break the crude mechanism attaching them to the wall but all he
seemed to be able to accomplish was rubbing his wrists raw against the iron
shackles. The chains were stronger than they appeared and the hook in the wall
wouldn't budge no matter how much he struggled. 
When he finally realized how futile of an exercise it was given he still had no
way of breaking through the iron bars of the prison cell even if he did succeed
in unshackling himself, he finally stopped struggling. He decided to save his
energy given he was probably being kept alive for information and he had no
idea what sort of interrogation techniques these monsters would employ so it
was in his best interest to mentally and physically prepare himself for
anything. Even so, it was difficult to keep himself from fidgeting since he was
very stubborn by nature and keeping that stubbornness at bay, even under these
circumstances, was proving to be a challenge.
He tried to distract himself by thinking back on what he could remember before
waking up here. He knew he'd been on a battlefield, on a mission of some sort.
They'd successfully defeated a wave of vampires but then a couple of nobles
showed up and that's where his memory started to get spotty. He didn't remember
much of what happened after that and for some reason he couldn't communicate
with his demon, nor did he have any clue where his sword ended up. His breath
caught in his throat as the thought finally occurred to him. He wasn't alone on
that mission, his teammates had been with him, so why was he alone in this
dungeon? Where were all the other prisoners? What had happened to his
teammates? Were they also taken prisoner or were they killed? He wracked his
brain desperately trying to remember more, but he kept drawing blanks. Was it
possible that he was the only one captured? Did he sacrifice himself to let his
teammates live? Would he do that? Yes, he probably would, but what proof did he
have that that was what had happened? How did he know they weren't just dead or
lumped in with the other livestock? Why did he feel so strongly that they were
still alive? Where did that confidence even come from?
It's almost like when he'd thought Mika was dead. Even though he'd seen the boy
bleeding to death on the floor, before he'd turned and ran for his life, a part
of him just never accepted that Mika was truly dead. Wait...Mika...where the
fuck was he in all this? Was he present on the battlefield? No, he didn't
remember seeing him, but then again, his memory wasn't very reliable at the
moment. Of course, if Mika had been there, there's no way he'd be in this dank
prison cell or at the very least, Mika would have been captured along with him
and he wouldn't be so alone right now. 
That's right, he was alone. The whole time he'd been here, not a single person
had come to see him. He idly wondered if they'd forgotten about him or if they
were going to just let him starve to death down here. Nah, they wouldn't forget
they had a human down here. Vampires had excellent senses, they could smell a
human from 50 meters away and they were so keen to the scent of blood, it could
hit them from even 100 meters away. He'd studied and absorbed as much vampire
trivia as he possibly could in his pursuit for revenge. His head was so full of
knowledge about vampires, there was barely any room for anything else which
would explain why his grades were less than stellar when he'd been forced to
attend school; that and learning Japanese Kanji was way harder than learning
Latin or English which was the language most of the books in the vampire city
had been written in. Either way, with the way his wrists had been rubbed raw to
the point of bleeding, there's no way any vampire in the general vicinity
wouldn't be aware of his presence. 
Vampires need blood, it's their life source. It contains many things that they
lack; things that are required in order for them to sustain their eternal life.
Sure they can survive much longer without blood than a human can survive
without food, but as with any living creature, they will die eventually if cut
off from their food source. It's why the vampires only kill the humans that
violently resist against them and capture the rest alive. Which makes it all
the more bizarre that his family was brutally murdered rather than recaptured
when they tried to escape. Perhaps the one that did the murdering was just an
oddball in their society. He didn't exactly play by the rules. In fact, he
broke them without care or remorse. Did vampires even get punished for breaking
rules? Maybe he used his status as a noble to avoid punishment or maybe he did
receive punishment and just didn't care; probably thinking it was a small price
to pay for what he got out of it. 
He was jolted from his thoughts when the coppery metallic taste of blood hit
his tongue. It was then that he realized thinking about the bastard that killed
his family had made him unconsciously bite his lip to the point of it bleeding.
It wasn't surprising in the least, if his fingers hadn't already gone numb,
he'd probably be making such a tight fist his fingernails would be biting into
his palms like he'd done so many times before. The pure hatred and rage that
overtook him whenever he thought about what had been violently taken from him
was what fueled his revenge and by extension, his very existence. He lived for
the day he could see all those bloodsuckers burn. Every last one of
them...well...excluding Mika, he's the exception, he's nothing like them...even
if he is no longer human. 
Perhaps distracting himself with thinking was a bad idea, his mind was such a
hazy blur it was hard to focus on any one thought before other thoughts started
bleeding in. It was starting to make his head hurt, not even his rage and anger
over his murdered family could seem to focus his thoughts. If anything, his
emotions seemed to scatter them further. He needed some answers, all these
questions and uncertainties his mind was supplying were not helping his
situation in the least. In fact, not knowing anything was what was starting to
drive him crazy since his imagination would take over and supply all kinds of
horrible scenarios. It horrified him to realize that killing him was one of the
least horrible things they could do to him. There was no denying he was most
likely going to be brutalized and pumped for information, probably fed on for
kicks, and maybe even turned against his will like they did with Mika. No,
there was no way. If they were going to do that, they probably already would
have. It's not like they didn't have ample time to do it before throwing him in
here, but since he didn't really feel any different and didn't have a sudden
craving for human blood, it was safe to assume that hadn't happened. Besides,
why would they even bother adding someone like him to their ranks? Sure there
is the ultimate insult inherent in turning someone into the thing they hate the
most, but the novelty of that would wear off very quickly and then they'd be
left with a stubborn and unruly vampire who refuses to drink blood and would
probably end up starving to death. Probably good for a laugh or two, but hardly
worth the effort.
Shit, he really needed to get out of here, he was starting to contemplate what
he'd be like as a non-human. Of course they were going leave him human, they
could probably use him as a food source once they were satisfied with whatever
they'd be trying to get out of him. It's a waste to kill humans when they're in
such short supply after all. The apocalypse virus had wiped out so many of them
already and the horsemen seem to be cleaning up whatever's left. At the time,
he'd thought the vampires were responsible for it since none of those things
affected them in the least, but after having found out they had nothing to do
with it, it made it all the more curious why these measures seemingly
engineered to end humanity, didn't even seem to target or even acknowledge the
existence of vampires. Granted, why should it? Killing all humans would lead
vampires to their extinction shortly after so why even bother going after them?
Still, it didn't seem fair. The vampires shouldn't be thriving while the humans
are struggling to survive against a world seemingly hell bent on ending them. 
The sound of the door to the dungeon slamming open snapped him out of his
thoughts and back to reality. His pulse quickened and his whole body tensed as
he heard the echo of boots casually strolling along the dungeon's stone floor.
Each clop of the newcomer's boots echoed in his head and sent waves of fear and
apprehension racing through him. He could hear his blood thrumming in his ears,
beads of sweat started to form on his brow. He'd never been in a situation like
this before and that lack of experience and fear of the unknown was what was
fueling his current frantic state. He tried very hard to calm his breathing and
get his body under control but there was just no stopping the feelings that
coursed through him. During his training he was told it's a good thing to feel
fear, fear is what keeps you alive, and it was nothing to be ashamed of, the
important part was never letting that fear show or letting it control you. Such
things were easier said than done, even so his stubborn nature and sheer
defiant spirit helped him push back his own anxiety and focus on what was
important in this situation which would be surviving at any cost. He had to
survive, he couldn't die here or let himself become food, he had to escape, he
had to save Mika, he had to rid this world of vampires. His very existence
mandated these things. Now if only he could get the feeling back into his arms
and figure out what was keeping him cut off from Asuramaru, such things
wouldn't seem so unattainable.  
He glared at the opposite wall of his cell, focusing all of his hatred and
contempt for these monsters on a single spot as the clopping sound got louder
and louder. His battle instincts took over and his body tensed and readied to
strike even though it was still chained to the wall and parts of it had already
gone numb. It didn't seem to matter because when his peripheral caught a
glimpse of white, his head immediately snapped over to the direction of the
iron bars and a wave a rage overtook him as he kicked and screamed curses and
obscenities at the very cause of all his pain and misery. The last person he
ever wanted to see in such a situation and the first he wanted to murder so
badly it seared his insides. 
The vampire seemed amused by Yuu's rather predictable display. The chains
rattled so loudly as he struggled against them, they almost drowned out his
cursing and otherwise colorful language, but the vampire caught every word and
seemed to relish in the verbal beat down. When the little vermin had seemingly
tired himself out and was no panting and recovering from his outburst, the
vampire finally gave his gleeful greeting as if none of that had even happened.
"Hello, Yuu-kun, it's been a while. So good to see you."
"...Eat a dick...and die...Ferid," Yuu replied between pants, pure venom
dripping from every syllable. 
"Oh, Yuu-kun, you know and I both know that wouldn't be enough to kill me.
Besides, I prefer taking blood from the neck than the penis," the noble replied
without missing a beat.
Those words conjured images of that night, the night his family was murdered.
That's right, Ferid had fed from their necks right in front of him. He'd gorged
himself on their blood without care or remorse. He was fucking reveling in it
like it was all a game to him. It pissed him off enough that Ferid had killed
his family right in front of him, it infuriated him to no end at how carefree
and unconcerned he seemed about it; almost like he was just killing for sport.
Yuu quietly seethed as his body trembled with anger. "So I guess you're here to
interrogate me then?" His voice was deeper, taking on a more dangerous and
disturbingly calm tone. His question, however, was met with silence as the
vampire seemed more interested in slowly dragging his gaze up and down Yuu's
form than listening to anything he had to say.
Yuu chose to ignore the gaze that was burning holes in him and making him feel
uncomfortable and slightly vulnerable as he continued, "You're wasting your
time, I don't know anything and even if I did, there's no way in hell I'd tell
you." Yuu glared up defiantly at the vampire who murdered his family. The one
he'd sworn he would kill with his very own hands.
The hatred burning in Yuu's eyes sent shivers of excitement racing up Ferid's
spine. "Oh I'm well aware that a grunt like you wouldn't know anything of use,
that's just the excuse I used to keep you alive." The gleam in his eye and
sadistic smirk when he said that sent waves of horror and pure terror running
through Yuu. He had a really bad feeling that he was going to wish he was dead.
Yuu tried hard to shake off his anxiety and at least appear tough despite
feeling very unsettled by the vampire's calm and piercing gaze. He took a few
shuddering breaths to try and calm himself before asking the question he
desperately didn't want to know the answer to. "Then why am I here?"
The vampire chuckled darkly, amused by the barely concealed terror he'd
inspired in the young teenager. "Why do you think? My dear boy, there's very
few reasons why a vampire would endeavor to keep a human alive. Care to list
them or should I?"
Yuu could barely bring himself to talk, he was shaking now. He knew very well
what those reasons were and while all of them were awful in their own right,
one particular reason from that list that seemed more likely than the others,
since it fit with Ferid's personality, was beginning to really scare him. He
tried very hard to convince himself that wasn't the case, but given these
circumstances, a part of him already knew what was going to happen and that
part was freaking out and panicking.
Given the boy's trembling and ragged breathing, the vampire decided to answer
for him. "The first is as a food source, that's obviously not the case since
you'd be in a different room all together with the proper equipment if it were.
The second, is for information, but as I already said, that's not the case,
just the excuse. The third," Yuu caught the glimpse of a white fang as the
vampire smirked cruelly and his eyes darkened when he got to the third option.
The vampire was clearly enjoying this and his hungry gaze seemed to lust for
more than just blood, "The third is for their own self-satisfaction, be that in
the form of torture, sexual gratification, their own amusement, or any other
reason, it really doesn't matter."
Yuu's sense of panic went into overdrive as his worst fears were confirmed.
When the vampire unlocked and opened the door to the dusty old prison cell,
Yuu's fight or flight response kicked in and he backed away as far as he could
to try and get away from the monster before him. He screamed, "Get away! Stay
back! Don't come in here! Help! Someone help!"
"No one's going to help you, Yuu-kun, or is it that you think Mika-kun will
hear you and come running?"
Yuu's panicked and fear stricken gaze instantly narrowed into a glare at the
mention of his precious family member. Instantly forgetting his own predicament
and letting a new sense of rage and protectiveness consume him, he growled
darkly, "What did you do to him?"
Yuu's question was met with an amused giggle, "Oh, heavens no, it's nothing
anyone did to him. He just refuses to drink blood so he's slowly starving to
death. It's kind of sad really, poor thing can't even move. He just lies there
panting in agony waiting for the end to come. Maybe if you behave yourself,
I'll let you visit him and you can see for yourself what's become of him."
Ferid's sing-song tone was really starting to grate on Yuu's nerves. How is it
possible for anyone to be that unaffected and that unconcerned about such grave
issues? Does this guy seriously just live life on a whim and stay completely
detached no matter what happens as long as he derives some sort of amusement
from it? He already knew humans were nothing to this guy, but it seemed even
other vampires didn't mean much to him either. Maybe it was because Mika was
only part vampire or maybe it was because being a noble afforded him some sense
of superiority over non-nobles, either way, it only served to further piss Yuu
off which, to his chagrin, only seemed to amuse Ferid further. 
It seemed there was no 'winning' with this guy, every reaction gave him a
thrill, no matter how big or small; just knowing he was having an effect on
another living creature seemed to be more than enough for him. The only way to
not please him would be to not react which was not an option since Yuu was
never the type to school his reactions. Even so, he wouldn't give in, he
wouldn't 'play nice' not with this asshole, not ever. Yuu simply didn't have
the capacity to treat his family's murderer with anything other than extreme
hatred and contempt.
"Is there a way I can save him?" Yuu's voice was trembling, he was so scared of
losing Mika a second time, it overrode anything else he may have been feeling.
Yuu's subdued and somewhat desperate tone seemed to throw Ferid off for a
second, but he quickly recovered without letting it show. He wasn't expecting
Yuu to sound so...broken and defeated so quickly. He was hoping he'd get more
fight out of him. His spunky attitude and unyielding spirit were one of the
things that made Yuu so endlessly fun to play with after all. "If you can
convince him to drink blood, then yes, you probably could save him, but I
wouldn't hold my breath if I were you, he's pretty far gone as is."
That little spark of hope was more than enough to breath life back into Yuu. A
wave of determination and a sense of purpose overtook him. He would survive, he
would endure whatever torture this monster had in store for him, then he would
go and save Mika. He was the only one who could save him.
Ferid was pleased to see the fire return to Yuu's gaze. It was almost comical
how Mika was both his greatest weakness and his greatest source of
strength. "Heh, I'm glad to see that's got you all fired up, but you should
really worry about yourself before worrying about others. I'm going to break
you, and I'm going to enjoy every second of it."
Yuu didn't have time to react before the vampire's long claws were tearing his
clothes to ribbons and leaving scratch marks on his skin. He shrieked in
surprise momentarily forgetting that vampires had super human strength,
especially nobles. This monster could literally rip him apart if he felt like
it and now he'd been deemed this thing's play thing. It wasn't until the cold
dank air had hit his bare skin and he felt the sting from the creature's claws
that he finally realized just how helpless he really was. The shackles were
nothing more than a novelty, he could kick, punch, and scream at this thing all
he wanted and it wouldn't do anything. Even so, he refused to let him win. He
refused to let that sense of being a mouse caught in a cat's jaws erode his
sense of purpose. He struggled fiercely against the vampire's touch. If this
was really going to happen, then there's no way he'd make it easy on him. That
verbal declaration about breaking him only further cemented his will to not be
broken. "Don't touch me, you sick son of a bitch!" 
Yuu didn't even see the movement before his cheek was stinging from where the
vampire had slapped him. "Keep calling me names and I'll make sure you never
see Mika again. Now be a good boy and maybe I'll go easy on you."
Yuu glared in response, letting the other know this was going to be anything
but easy for the both of them. If physically over powering the vampire was
impossible then he'd settle for winning the mental portion of it. 
The look from Yuu gave Ferid chills of excitement, it was even more thrilling
than when Mika would glare at him in the same way. Perhaps he would keep this
boy around, either make him his human pet or...a devilish look crossed his
features as he thought about his other options. Krul already let him slide on
so many other things, what's one more broken rule?
Yuu's eyes widened slightly as he saw a dark look cross Ferid's face as he
seemed to be contemplating something awful. He had a feeling he really didn't
want to know what it was that caused that smirk or that look. At the very
least, his attacker was still fully clothed despite his own garments being a
pile of rags at his feet. Oh no, that sick psycho was totally eyeing him up.
His gaze looked to be fully drinking in every detail of his naked form. He
tried to shy away from his gaze and cover up a bit but it was useless. He could
feel the blood from some of the scratches seeping from the shallow wounds and
slowly running down his body. The vampire realized this too and before he had a
chance to even flinch, the beast was already on him, his warm, wet tongue
greedily lapping at the wounds making them sting worse. Yuu tried to hold back
his sounds, but when the wounds were cut open further with the tip of a fang,
he couldn't hold back the pained whimpers that escaped him. It burned and stung
so bad, it made him momentarily forget the pain in his cheek. 
As expected, the boys blood was absolutely delicious, even more so than Mika's
although Mika's was a very close second, mind you. He ran his fang and tongue
up and down the boy's chest and torso relishing the flavor and greedily lapping
up every drop he encountered. The boy's unrestrained sounds were music to his
ears. When he'd had his fun, he pulled back and looked the boy right in the
eye. The hatred, uncertainty, and unbridled fear were prominent in the boy's
gaze. It was painfully obvious this boy was a virgin. He'd probably never been
this naked and exposed around anyone before, let alone a vampire of all things.
"Mmm, your blood is absolutely divine, Yuu-kun, Mika-kun should have offered me
your blood instead of his own."
The mention of Mika sobered Yuu up and helped him push through the pain and
focus on his goal. "Shut the fuck up," Yuu growled darkly, "Don't you dare talk
about Mika like that in front of me."
Ferid laughed darkly at the boy's obstinance and sheer ignorance at having the
gall to still speak to him like that. "My, you insolent little worm, it seems
you still haven't learned your place."
"Aaaaaaaaaah!" a pain filled scream tore from Yuu's throat as he felt a sudden
sharp searing pain in his neck. He didn't need anyone to tell him that the
vampire had bitten him and hard at that. It seemed he was intentionally making
it as painful as possible. 
He didn't dislodge his fangs, he just sucked at the blood that seeped past
them. He knew leaving them in would be far more painful than taking them out
and sucking on the wound. 
Tears pricked the corners of Yuu's eyes as he tried to endure the pain, "Stop!
ngh, please! Pull them out! They're too deep! gyah!" He clenched his teeth
tightly trying to bear it as the fangs dug deeper into his flesh, as if defying
his pleas or punishing him for making them in the first place. When his eyes
scrunched up, the previous unshed tears leaked down his cheeks. There was
literally nothing he could do, he just had to literally grit his teeth and bear
it and hope that this was the worst of his torture. 
When the vampire had had his fill, he tore away from the boy's neck and watched
as ribbons of red trailed down his body from the deep wound in his neck. While
such a sight was pleasing, the thought occurred to him that perhaps he'd been a
bit too overzealous and now the boy was going to lose too much blood and either
faint or die before he could get to the real fun and that wouldn't do. He tore
a strip of fabric from his shirt and tightly wrapped it around the boy's throat
to help slow the bleeding.
Yuu was too busy panting and gasping, trying to recover from the abuse to
question or mock such insufficient means of first aid. Oh well, if he didn't
pass out from blood loss, then it was probably going to be from pain. It was
very clear that this creature delighted in causing him pain and that this
torment was just beginning.
The euphoric high that came from imbibing Yuu's blood was almost enough to make
him climax. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. He knew this boy was
special, but damn, this may even be enough to get Mika to change his mind.
Maybe. "Mmm, that was so good, I think I might give you a break and not drag
this out as much as I'd planned."
"So...that means you're done then?" Yuu half joked, half prayed.
"Hahaha! Hardly, but it does mean I won't tease you as much," he replied
gleefully.
"Oh, lucky me," Yuu drawled sarcastically as if that was any comfort. 
"I'll be sure to fuck some obedience into you," the vampire sneered at him in
an icy tone. 
"You should worry about not fucking me through this wall, first, I'm sure
whoever you're lying to about the reason I'm here wouldn't appreciate their
dungeon getting destroyed," Yuu pointed out, referring to his earlier musings
about vampires and their super human strength.
"Not to worry, my boy, you're not the first human I've fucked, I'm quite
capable of restraining myself even amidst the throes of pleasure," the vampire
replied again without missing a beat much to Yuu's irritation. 
The banter had momentarily distracted Yuu from his fears, but the reality of
what was happening finally hit him when the vampire roughly grabbed his jaw and
forced his mouth open and shoved three fingers down his throat. He panicked and
gagged not sure what was happening but having a feeling in the pit of his
stomach that he knew where those fingers were going. An icy fear crept up his
spine at that realization. The vampire removed his fingers after they'd been
thoroughly coated in saliva and the boy desperately tried to clamp his legs
shut when he saw the fingers moving towards them. It proved to be a futile
effort since the vampire had no trouble forcing his legs open and roughly
shoving a saliva-coated finger into his ass. The intrusion fucking hurt, the
bastard didn't even seem to care that his sharp claw was scratching his
insides. Yuu bit down hard on his already abused lip, not wanting to give the
vampire the satisfaction of hearing him whimper in pain. He tried to focus on
the taste of blood in his mouth as he made his lip bleed to try and block out
the pain.
"Don't muffle your sounds, Yuu-kun, let me hear them. I wanna hear you scream,"
the vampire's usually playful tone took on a dangerous edge as he continued to
torture his hapless victim. He decided to forego adding the fingers one at a
time and just roughly shoved in all three fingers causing the boy in his
clutches to let out a shrill scream. "That's more like it," he said in a more
playful tone. He could feel the blood and saliva coating his fingers serving to
lubricate the rough penetration. 
Forget the shit with his neck, THIS was FAR more painful than any of that. It
really felt like he was gonna be torn apart. He could already feel the blood
running down one of his legs. He honestly wondered why he hadn't passed out
from blood loss or pain or both at this point. "Stop! Please! AH! I can't...
NO! AH!" Yuu's incoherent screams fell on deaf ears as the monster continued
mercilessly torturing him. Tears were now freely flowing down his cheeks as he
tried desperately to hold on and not give in.
"Where's that defiant attitude now, hmm? I told you I was going to fuck it out
of you, didn't I?" the vampire teased playfully.
Yuu clenched his teeth and fought against the pain to try and form a coherent
sentence, "Fuck...you!" he managed to get out between hissed pants.
"Awww, I liked you better when you were begging me to stop," the vampire pouted
in reply, his words light and playful despite his gruesome and brutal actions.
"Besides, I think you've got that a little backwards."
When he seemed satisfied, the vampire withdrew his fingers and Yuu took a few
precious gulps of air before it caught in his throat again when the vampire
undid his pants and whipped out his rather impressively sized cock. Once again
Yuu was practically frozen in terror, there was no way that thing was going
inside him. No fucking way, it was way too big, it'd never fit, it'd tear him
apart. "Don't...you're gonna rip me apart with that thing," he babbled out
quietly not realizing he was voicing his own thoughts.
Whether intentional or not, the vampire heard him all the same and replied in
kind, "Oh don't worry, Yuu-kun, I'm sure you've survived worse."
"That was when I had Asuramaru's help," he mumbled out. His head hurt, his body
ached, his neck was sore, his ass burned with excruciating agony, he was
starting to get dizzy and light-headed, hopefully he'd black out soon,
unconsciousness seemed to be the only promising reprieve from this painful
existence.  
Ferid paused for a second, wondering why that name sounded somewhat familiar
but brushed it off figuring that was just the name of his demon. He'd seen the
boy and his squad brandishing their black series demon weapons. Perhaps he
could undo the seal later to help speed along the boy's healing. He's probably
wondering why he can't access any of his demon's power. 
A new wave of desperation overtook Yuu as the vampire drew closer. He mustered
all the strength he could and even tried to use the chain as leverage to try
and kick him away. The vampire easily caught his flailing legs and grabbed the
back of each thigh firmly as he lifted and spread them. Yuu's back scraped
against the wall as he was lifted up against it. He knew it was futile at this
point, but he still struggled against the vampire's grip true to his defiant
nature.
"You really shouldn't struggle so much, you're only going to make it hurt
worse," the vampire teased knowing full well telling the boy not to do
something only enticed him to do it out of spite. Which was fine by him, there
was nothing quite like forcing an unwilling victim to submit to him. 
He closed his eyes tightly not wanting to see what this beast was doing to him
and also in order to brace himself for what was about to happen. He thought of
Mika and how he needs him. He's the only one who can save him, he needed to
endure this for Mika, do it for Mika, keep it together for Mika. He repeated
that over and over again in his head like a mantra. I gotta save Mika, I gotta
save Mika, I gotta save Mika, I gotta... His thoughts were interrupted briefly
when he felt the head of that thing's penis prodding against his anus. He
started up his mantra ten fold as that beast slowly forced its way inside of
him, slow agonizing inch by agonizing inch. He could feel himself being
stretched wide, wider than those fingers from earlier had stretched him. He
refused to make any sounds and his mental mantra had just been shortened to
Mika's name over and over again. He clung desperately to every syllable of his
best friend's name as he tried to steel himself against the pain of being torn
open. He clenched his teeth so hard it made his jaw hurt. Even though he wasn't
verbally resisting Ferid anymore, he was mentally resisting him and that was
good enough for Yuu at this point. 
"That won't do, Yuu-kun, you gotta let your voice out," the vampire pouted. He
let go of one of the boy's thighs and easily forced his clenched jaw open with
just one hand. A flurry of pained moans and whimpers escaped the boy's mouth
which was sweet music to his ears. He started moving his hips slowly moving in
and out of his writhing and whimpering victim. 
The pain was unbearable and it got worse when that monster decided to increase
his pace a bit. Yuu didn't have time to marvel at the vampire's restraint, he
had to focus on his goal of surviving so he could help his friend. No matter
what he would make it through this, his body might get torn apart, but he would
never be broken.
The otherwise quiet and desolate dungeon echoed with the sounds of whimpers,
grunts, and rattling chains.
The vampire's hand left the boy's jaw and returned to tightly gripping his
other thigh again. He tried very hard to restrain himself not wanting to
accidentally break his new toy so soon, nor did he want to prove the boy right
about the whole destroying walls thing. He experimentally drew back and snapped
his hips forward with more force burying himself deeper inside the boy. As
expected, he yelped in surprise at the extra harsh treatment and the back of
his head slammed against the wall with the force of the thrust. After his
initial yelp of pain, instead of removing his head from the wall, the boy
pressed against it, probably wanting to avoid it getting slammed repeatedly
against the wall.
After the vampire concluded that he could safely thrust against him without
killing his new toy, he let himself add more power to his thrusts using his
super human strength and speed to rapidly slam into him again and again tearing
scream after scream from his throat and slowly making a dent in the cold stone
wall. The boy screamed and screamed until he'd screamed himself hoarse yet the
beast was still not satisfied. He had nothing left to hold onto, the pain was
too much, he just wanted to pass out already. He was so tired, there was so
much pain. The asshole hadn't even attempted to make the experience pleasurable
for the boy. It wasn't meant to be, it was meant to be torture, plain and
simple. The vampire fed off his agony like how he fed off his blood. Causing
others misery seemed to give him that same sort of euphoric high.
The boy heard the vampire give a low groan and shuddered in disgust as he felt
the vampire empty his seed deep inside him. He could feel the bile rising in
his throat as just barely managed to hold back his vomit. After the vampire was
happily sated, he gave a pleased sigh and roughly yanked his cock out of the
boy and moved away. The chains rattled as the boy collapsed against them tired,
in pain, and barely conscious. Yuu gasped and panted heavily trying to steady
his breathing and recover from the brutal assault. "Mi...Mi...ka," he weakly
stuttered out between pants.
The vampire just smirked at him as he tucked himself back in his pants and
fixed his clothes. "Now, now, Yuu-kun, I said you'd get to see Mika-kun only if
you behaved yourself and you fought me tooth and nail every step of the way.
That's the opposite of behaving, I'm afraid."
"Wh-what?" Yuu replied, dazed, confused, and barely there.
"I've changed my mind, you can hang there for a bit longer, I'll send Mika your
regards and let him know what a great fuck you were. I'm sure he'll be glad to
hear it," Ferid teased before moving to leave the cell.
"...you...son...of...bitch," Yuu shuddered out unable to add any of his usual
fire into the remark.
"Aww, don't worry, Yuu-kun, I'll be back later for more play time. All I have
to do is tell them you're being uncooperative and they'll let me keep you here
for as long as I want."
When he heard the cell door close and those loud boots clop away getting
quieter and quieter, he finally let his tears of frustration and despair fall.
It wasn't so much tears for himself, they were tears for Mika. He'd endured all
that pain and torment for nothing. Mika was going to die at this rate and there
was nothing he could do about it. No, he'd find a way, there had to be a way,
he wouldn't give up hope just yet. He wasn't broken, not yet, not ever.       
End Notes
     Wow, that was super dark. Just...wow. I'm so sorry.
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