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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      終わりのセラフ_|_Owari_no_Seraph_|_Seraph_of_the_End
  Relationship:
      Hiiragi_Kureto/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, Hyakuya_Mikaela/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou
  Character:
      Hiiragi_Kureto, Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, Hyakuya_Mikaela, Sanguu_Aoi, Narumi
      Makoto, Kimizuki_Shihou, Saotome_Yoichi, Sanguu_Mitsuba, Hiiragi_Shinoa
  Additional Tags:
      Rape/Non-con_Elements, Underage_Rape/Non-con, this_is_some_seriously_dark
      stuff_you_guys, don't_read_if_it_these_tags_make_you_uncomfortable,
      Public_Humiliation, Public_Blow_Jobs, Public_Sex, Public_Nudity,
      Alternate_Universe_-_Canon_Divergence
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-08-16 Words: 4463
****** Nothing Left to Give ******
by Hannaadi88
Summary
     "Last but not least… you will do whatever I say, without question?"
     Yuu hesitated, but one quick look at his friends' pale faces forced
     the promise from his lips. "I will."
     Kureto looked at him for a long moment before pursing his lips.
     "Very well, then."
Notes
     This started out as a drabble for a prompt Sarah sent me on tumblr
     (kureto/yuu with the sentence 'You heard me. Take. It. Off'). She
     really liked it and I liked another drabble of hers so we made a deal
     to continue our respective drabbles and flesh them out. My mind works
     in dirty ways and this is the result.
     For all its worth, I hope you enjoy it, Sarah. I certainly enjoyed
     writing it, haha.
There'd been no warning.
It was an underhanded tactic, of course, but they shouldn't have expected
anything less from the Hiiragis.
The sky was painted the lightest shades of pink when the door slammed open. Yuu
woke up, startled at the rude awakening. He felt tired and his arms hurt-
Asuramaru must have been violent during the night. But his demon was the last
thing on his mind when he saw the people pouring into the shack.
Five soldiers wearing the uniform of the JIDA crowded around him, faces
impassive as they reached over his head to the chains that bound him to the
wall. Yuu's heart beat wildly in his chest and he flailed, kicking out his legs
in a feeble attempt to push the soldiers away.
"Get off of me!" He screamed, looking around the room in panic. Where was his
squad? They never slept in the same room with him since Asuramaru never stopped
talking, but their absence in the face of the JIDA's presence was alarming.
"Where are my friends? Hey, you big oaf, answer me! What did you do to—"
Yuu's words were cut off by a sharp punch in the gut. He gagged and buckled
over, tears prickling his eyes as he fought to catch his breath. The pain was
enough to momentarily keep him still, which was all the soldiers needed to
detach his chains from the wall. Yuu's hands remained cuffed, but they could
now force him to his feet and lead him out of the shack.
Yuu continued to struggle, shouting profanities at the silent soldiers who half
carried him down the path to the camp site Shinoa and the others prepared for
the night. Yuu's stomach turned at the thought of what might wait for him
there.
How did the JIDA find them? Why now? Did everyone escape and leave him behind?
He hoped so. Hell, he could handle these goons with his enhanced demonic
powers. But his friends? The only chance they'd have against an entire platoon
of soldiers was if they had Mika at their side. And Mika…
Mika
Panic welled in Yuu's chest. Oh god, what if they'd found Mika? They wouldn't
think twice of exterminating him. To think that he'd been obliviously sleeping
while his friends, his family, were being slaughtered…
Yuu tasted bile as they entered the clearing. What looked like an entire force
was there waiting for him, and in front of them all…
Yuu's heart fell.
Kureto Hiiragi.
The man nodded, and Yuu was briefly confused until he felt the soldiers at his
sides push him forward unceremoniously. Yuu fell forward and winced as he
scratched his cheek against a sharp rock on the ground.
Biting back his pride at the snickering that followed, Yuu rose to his knees
and wiped his cheek on his shoulder. He spat out the dirt that managed to enter
his mouth during his fall and aimed his spit as close as it could get to
Kureto's shoes. It didn't reach that far, but their eyes met and Yuu knew that
the sentiment was noted.
"Yuichiro Hyakuya. The last time I saw you, you were passing judgement on
humanity. This is a far better look for you."
Yuu grit his teeth. "Just get to the point, you creep. Where are my friends?"
Kureto's eyes widened a fraction. He looked about him, as if seeing the
clearing for what it really was.
"Your friends? You mean the other deserters are here with you?"
Yuu's breath caught in his throat. His palms felt balmy where they were
uncomfortably cuffed behind his back. Did Kureto really not know about his
squad? Had he just given them away? What if they were hiding, waiting for just
the right moment to sweep in and save him, and he'd just blown their cover?
Kureto grinned. It was a truly awful sight. "I shall send my men after them
immediately. Oh, wait a minute," he snapped his fingers, "I already did."
The wall of soldiers parted and made way for six men. Each one held one of
Yuu's teammates in his arms, restrained by what could only be a spell as they
had no chains or bindings on them. The only visible restriction they all wore
was a gag, denying them the ability to call out when they saw Yuu on the
ground. Their worried expressions, on the other hand, spoke volumes.
Yuu looked at them fearfully, making sure none of them were injured in any way
before turning his eyes back to Kureto. His smirk sent a shiver of revulsion
down Yuu's spine.
"What do you want from me?" Yuu asked, knowing full well that he was hardly in
any place to bargain. The only reason Kureto had bothered to track them down
was because he needed Yuu for his experiments.
"Let my friends go- they have nothing to do with this," he added, face
hardening.
"Let them go? You must be joking, private Hyakuya. No one betrays the JIDA and
lives to tell the tale. Not on my watch."
Kureto walked over to where Yuu's teammates were held and approached Mika. Much
to Yuu's horror, Kureto ignored the glare he received and grabbed Mika jaw,
studying his features carefully.
"And this one! You honestly expect me to let a vampire, treasured by the
vampire queen herself, walk away? I'm sure she's looking for him as we speak…"
Yuu bit his lip. Krul wasn't in any condition to be going around searching for
Mika, but he could name a few that would be very happy to get their hands on
him. If Mika were to be returned to the city…
Yuu didn't want to think about it.
"Get away from him," Yuu hissed. "From all of them. I'll go with you willingly!
Just… let them go."
Yuu refused to look at his friends' faces. He knew how they hated the way he
kept offering to sacrifice himself without thinking all of his options through,
but the way he saw it, he didn't have any choice. The chains he wore were
specifically meant to contain the demon within him. He didn't have the natural
ability to break through them and save everyone like he usually did.
Kureto let Mika's face go and walked over to Yuu instead. He stopped in front
of him and looked down with an unimpressed frown.
"It doesn't matter if you're willing or not. I'll be taking you with me either
way."
He looked over his shoulder at his men.
"Dispose of them," he ordered carelessly, "I have no need of them any longer."
A blond woman who Yuu couldn't place where he knew her from stepped forward and
bowed. Wordlessly, she nodded at the men holding Yuu's friends and they started
to walk away.
"NO, wait!" Yuu cried out. When nothing happened, he inched forward and pressed
his forehead to Kureto's leg. There were tears stinging his eyes, and when he
felt Kureto's gaze on him, he looked up.
"You can't kill them!" He choked. "Shinoa's your family! And you-" he turned to
the blond woman, recognition suddenly making everything worse, "-you're
Mitsuba's sister! How could you let them hurt her!"
The woman didn't answer, but Kureto certainly did. He raised his leg and kicked
Yuu onto his back. Yuu fell with a thud and cried out in pain when Kureto's
foot landed heavily on his chest.
"Shinoa betrayed me," he said plainly. "Blood means nothing in the face of
treason. I do not favor my family over the loyalty of my men."
"Please," Yuu wheezed. The pressure of Kureto's foot was robbing him of his
breath. "I'll do anything. Don't…d-don't kill them!"
The pressure intensified before it suddenly disappeared. Yuu coughed and
struggled to sit up. He didn't like the way Kureto was looking at him, but he
could still see his friends in the periphery of his vision.
As long as they weren't taken away, there was still hope.
"You'll swear yourself to me?"
Yuu blinked. Kureto's eyes were narrow, looking down at him expectantly. When
he didn't get an immediate response, he growled in warning.
"Yes!" Yuu said quickly. He didn't know what he was agreeing to, but he'd
already offered his life for his friends. What else could Kureto possibly take
from him?
"You swear your loyalty to me above all others?"
Yuu's mouth tasted sour at his lie. "I do."
"Last but not least… you will do whatever I say, without question?"
Yuu hesitated, but one quick look at his friends' pale faces forced the promise
from his lips.
"I will."
Kureto looked at him for a long moment before pursing his lips.
"Very well, then."
At the signal of his finger, the blond woman approached them with a syringe in
her hand. Yuu's eyes widened as she grabbed his arm.
"No, wait, what are you- ahh!"
The needle was forced into his shoulder and Yuu grit his teeth at the pain. But
before he could ask what it was he was being injected with, the needle was
already out. His jaw slackened as the woman walked in back of him and uncuffed
him with a murmur of a spell.
"Stand up," Kureto barked as the woman returned to the ranks. Yuu rolled his
shoulders and pushed himself up from the ground. He looked up uncertainly at
the man in front of him.
Why had he unchained him? And what had been in that syringe?
"Before you even consider calling on your demon, allow me to save you the
embarrassment when he doesn't reply. We've put him to sleep."
Yuu frowned. "He's asleep?"
Kureto nodded. "Yes, and he won't be waking for the next few hours. So you
better think twice before you try anything."
Yuu bit his lip.
"I won't. A promise is a promise. Now, keep your end of the bargain and let my
friends go."
Kureto raised his brows. They looked massive up close.
"I'll let them go once you've passed my test. Now, be a good boy and take off
your clothes."
"…my what?"
Yuu's ears buzzed. He probably hadn't heard Kureto right. There was no reason
whatsoever the commander of the JIDA would ask him—
"You heard me. Take. Them. Off."
When Yuu didn't move, Kureto rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Are you really going to let your pride get in the way of your friends' lives?
And here I was thinking I could take your word for it… What a pity. Aoi," he
turned to the blond woman, "continue the execution as planned."
Yuu's eyes widened and he rushed over to Kureto, grabbing the front of his
shirt.
"Stop it! I-I'll do it, okay? Just leave them alone already, goddamit!"
Kureto brushed his hands away like a pesky fly. "Then get on with it. I don't
have all day."
Cheeks flushed, Yuu stepped back and got to work, shrugging off his jacket and
letting it fall to the ground carelessly. He kicked off his sneakers and pulled
his t-shirt over his head, but he hesitated at his jeans.
He could feel everyone's eyes on him- the soldiers, his friends, Kureto's. He
risked a glance up and found that the man was indeed looking at him intently.
"Having second thoughts?"
"Fuck no," Yuu seethed and pulled down the zipper. He shimmied out of his jeans
and only lingered on the waistband of his boxers for a moment before pulling
them down as well. He stepped out of the pool of fabric and tried not to wrap
his arms around himself automatically. He didn't want to appear weak in front
of everyone.
But hell, he couldn't stop his face from burning like a furnace in humiliation.
He didn't dare look in his friends' direction. There were murmurs among the
soldiers and a low whistle made everyone laugh and call out. Yuu shifted self-
consciously, refusing to meet anyone's gaze.  
Kureto reached out and grabbed his chin, forcing Yuu to look him in the eye.
Yuu steeled himself, wondering if perhaps dying wasn't the better option.
"This is what submission feels like," Kureto said quietly, his words meant only
for Yuu's ears. "To leave your fate in another's hand and do whatever they say,
regardless of the outcome. Are you sure you're willing to give yourself up to
me for the sake of your friends?"
Yuu swallowed thickly.
"I'm sure," he said, his voice a little shaky. There was no question about it,
really. This might be humiliating, but his friends were worth the world over.
"I see…"
Kureto's words trailed off and he took a step back, releasing his hold on Yuu's
chin. Yuu looked at him defiantly, silently daring him to come up with
something he couldn't do.
He'd do it all. Anything. His life wasn't worth living without his friends.
"Get down to your knees," Kureto finally said. There was something Yuu couldn't
quite define in his eyes, but he didn't like it one bit. "Now."
A sense of foreboding overcame him as he fell to his knees. His mouth felt dry
when he saw Kureto's hands move to the front of his pants.
No…He can't really want…in front of everyone?
The jeers rang in Yuu's ears as he saw Kureto pull himself out of his uniform
and guide his cock to his lips.
"Go on, Yuu," Kureto's smirk was chilling. "Suck."
Knowing he'd regret it, Yuu couldn't help but look over at his friends. Shinoa
and Mitsuba's faces were white with shock. Kimizuki looked away in repulsion.
Yoichi looked on the verge of tears and Narumi was pointedly looking down at
the ground.
Yuu swallowed thickly as he met Mika's eyes. He looked furious.
You're doing it for them, he reminded himself as he opened his mouth and felt
Kureto push in. This is nothing, he insisted as Kureto grabbed his hair and
pulled him forward, choking him with his cock.
Kureto tasted bitter on his tongue.
It was easy to block out the sound of the soldiers mocking him when all he
heard was the lewd slap of flesh as Kureto fucked his mouth. Yuu closed his
eyes in the misguided hope that he'd be able to disconnect from the scene he
made if he couldn't see.
But Kureto's cock throbbed on his tongue and grew bigger in his throat. Kureto
didn't care for finesse and didn't expect Yuu to expertly maneuver himself
around his flesh. The only thing he seemed to care about was the depth of his
penetration, and Yuu found himself choking on every mouthful. Kureto found the
back of his throat and kept Yuu down, enjoying the vibrations of Yuu's
struggles until finally allowing Yuu some air.
Tears welled in Yuu's eyes at the humiliation. It'd been bad enough when Guren
had ordered his friend, whatever his name was, to perform an illusion for his
friends to prove a point. He'd been in the same position, naked on his knees,
and Yuu pretended not to hear the low moans that came from Kimizuki's side of
the room they'd shared later that night.
None of them spoke about the image, but here he was again, bare and roughened
up in their presence. What did they think of him, tears running down his face
as his throat was fucked raw? His hands had automatically gone to grasp
Kureto's knees for support. Did they think he looked willing? Like he was
enjoying it?
He'd never be able to live this down. But he'd do it a thousand times over for
them.
By the time Kureto pulled out, Yuu'd lips felt puffy and chapped. His jaw was
sore and as he opened his eyes, he was greeting with the sight of Kureto's
erect cock in his face. Yuu flinched, expecting Kureto to finish all over his
face as a final act of dominance, but when a few moments passed and nothing
happened, he looked up at Kureto questioningly.
"On your hands and knees, private," Kureto ordered gruffly. His voice was
deeper than before and his eyes were a shade darker. Perhaps it was a trick of
the light, but Yuu didn't know what to make of it.
Though if he were honest with himself, it was more like he didn't wantto
understand the command.
"N-no!"
Yuu clenched his teeth. He'd done what Kureto had told him- he'd had the man's
goddamn cock down his throat, something he'd never even thought of doing
before. How could he ask him to do this? And in front of everyone? Did he have
no shame?
"I've done enough," Yuu continued, sitting back on his heels. He met Kureto's
eyes with a glare. "You can't ask this of me. It's inhumane."
Kureto raised a brow. "Well then, it's a good thing you aren't human, isn't
it?"
Yuu's eyes widened and before he could protest, he found himself bent over on
his hands and knees, facing his friends. He met their gazes with a cry as he
felt Kureto grab his hips from behind, digging his fingers into his skin. The
head of his cock prodded Yuu's entrance and Yuu shook, terrified of the
prospect of being taken dry for his first time.
"Wait!"
Yuu raised his head and looked in astonishment as Mika stood on his own, free
from his bounds. The rag that'd been stuffed in his mouth was on the ground and
he looked livid.He was immediately surrounded by the soldiers and he growled in
warning.
Yuu wanted to yell at Mika to stop, that he wasn't worth risking his life in
such a way, but Kureto beat him to it. He grabbed him by the neck and pulled
him back, pressing him against his chest in a constricting hold and holding a
dagger to his jugular. The blade grazed his skin and drew a thin line of blood.
It was enough to grab Mika's attention. He turned his head to look in Yuu's
direction, eyes dilating at the sight of crimson.
"Take one more step, vampire, and I'll slit his throat."
Mika snapped back to himself and looked from the blade to Yuu's neck, his body
jerking forward only to be held back by self-doubt. Yuu knew that even with his
supernatural speed, Mika wouldn't be fast enough to grab him before Kureto
flicked his wrist. With the soldiers standing in his way, it would be a few
good seconds before he'd reach them.
By then it would be too late, and Mika would be inevitably overpowered by the
sheer number of men Kureto had with him. The rest of the squad would be
slaughtered, no questions asked.
"Don't do it," Yuu pleaded, meeting Mika's eyes. "It's not worth it."
Mika stood still for a moment, obviously conflicted, before allowing his
shoulders to sag in defeat.
Yuu's eyes watered as Mika's arms were grabbed by the soldiers and he was
pushed to his knees, his head held up forcefully to watch as Kureto lowered the
knife and positioned Yuu in his lap instead.
Yuu looked down as his legs were pressed apart and he felt Kureto nudge his
hole once more. This time, he resolved to take it like a man. No more tears, no
more sounds. He'd be strong, for Mika. For his friends.
But the first breech tore a scream from him far too easily for Yuu's liking.
He'd been stabbed before, but never in such an intimate place. And it was so
agonizingly slow. His body shook with the pain, tears falling unabashedly down
his face.
Suddenly the pain stopped and he was pushed forward. Yuu stumbled, pushing
himself up from the ground and looking back in confusion at Kureto. But the man
wasn't looking at him- his gaze was focused on Mika.
"Do you want to help your friend?"
Mika's eyes widened in surprise, only to narrow in suspicion. Yuu wouldn't
trust those kind of words coming from a man like Kureto, either.
"Answer me, kid. Do you want Yuichiro to suffer or not?"
As if to reinforce his point, Kureto reached out and grabbed Yuu by his hair,
pulling hard. Yuu cried out in pain, hands shooting up in an attempt to reclaim
his abused strands, but Kureto's hold remained strong.
"Of course not!" Mika said quickly, panic flashing over his features. "Stop
hurting him!"
The pressure disappeared and Yuu placed his hands over his head, trying to
soothe the burn.
"Then come over here and prepare him for me," Kureto said with a sneer. "Let it
not be said that I don't show mercy."
Yuu's eyes widened and his face never felt so hot. Kureto, that bastard! That
wasn't mercy at all!
Mika had never touched him intimately before aside from their sessions during
which he'd carefully drink from his neck. But he'd never…nothing like that.The
thought of Mika, his friend, pressing his fingers inside him…things would never
be the same between them again.
And Mika! Knowing him, he'd blame himself for not only allowing Kureto to rape
Yuu, but making it easier for him!
What kind of choice was that?
Yuu bit his lip as he watched Mika stand up. The soldiers allowed him to
approach them and under their supervision, he knelt in front of Yuu. His face
was pale as Yuu'd never seen it.
"Let me help you, Yuu-chan," he said softly, and Yuu swallowed thickly before
nodding and turning around. He balanced himself on his hands and knees and
tried not to shake too much as Mika placed his bare hands on his flesh.
He was right before. Dying was the better option.
But suddenly there was a body draped over his back and Mika nuzzled his cheek
as he pressed in a wet finger.
"Yuu-chan, relax for me," he whispered, his breath a warm puff of air against
Yuu's face. He whimpered, trying his best to loosen his muscles, but the fact
that he was being fingered by his best friend in front of a group of strangers
and his squad made him want to cry out.
And he did, but not because of the humiliation. Mika pressed another finger in
and as he pumped them in and out, he murmured sweet words in his ear.
"You're doing great, Yuu-chan. You're so strong and brave. Just a bit more, and
it will all be over. I won't let him take you away- I promise."
Yuu's face was already wet from tears and his body trembled, desperately trying
to find comfort in Mika's words. Yuu moved his hips back to meet Mika's
fingers, eliciting a quiet gasp when they pressed against something inside him.
The fingers paused and rubbed circles over that spot again, drawing low moans
from the body beneath them.
"Ahh…Mika!" Yuu cried, rolling his hips. His breath came in pants and he
allowed himself to forget everything and just focus on those wonderful fingers.
He wasn't sure what they were doing to him, but it felt good.
Mika's breath sounded labored against his cheek. "Yuu-chan, Yuu-chan," he
chanted, pumping his fingers and adding a third. "Yuu-chan, you're so good, so
beautiful beneath me," he babbled, curling his fingers and making Yuu gasp out
loud.
"Yuu-chan, I love you."
Yuu's mind went blank and he felt Mika's weight being stripped from his back.
The fingers were yanked away and before he could say a word, Kureto's bruising
hold was back and Yuu felt his cock pushing into him. He screamed, but it only
seemed to spur Kureto on as he sheathed himself completely within him. Yuu
trembled as he felt the man's balls slap against his skin.
He was suddenly picked up and turned around and to his mortification, Yuu
realized that once again he was facing his friends. Mika was on the ground a
few paces away, pinned down on his stomach with his hands tied behind his back.
Their eyes met and Yuu felt himself falling apart.
Why was this happening? What had they done to deserve such a thing? He might be
a demon child, but none of his friends deserved this.
"Don't look!" He begged, crying out as Kureto pulled out and snapped his hips
forward, burying himself to the hilt inside him. "Look away!"
By this point the entirety of Shinoa squad had tears in their eyes. Most of
them were openly sobbing, hanging their heads or looking away as he'd asked.
Narumi's eyes were still stuck to the ground and his face was red, but Yuu's
attention was solely devoted to Mika, who just wouldn't look away.
Yuu wanted to be mad at him, he really did, but as Kureto continued to abuse
his body, eliciting unwanted gasps and moans, Yuu came to appreciate Mika's
gaze. He felt like it was the only thing keeping him together.
He needed to stay strong. He'd overcome this. He'd make sure they'd all live
long enough for him to question Mika as to what he'd meant when he'd said that
he loved him.
Yuu drowned out the comments and laughter surrounding them. Kureto seemed to
thrive on the attention, however, and even raised his hand to slap Yuu's flesh
in between thrusts. The men roared their approval at the sound and Yuu cried
out, tears running down his face at the impact.
Yuu felt like his body had been rocking forever, pulled back and forth until he
felt Kureto press against the spot Mika had found earlier. He grit his teeth
and refused to voice his pleasure, but Kureto must have noticed the way his
body had stiffened because he angled his thrusts, making sure to brush against
it every time.
"Are you enjoying this, private?" Kureto taunted, his voice strained as he dug
his fingers into Yuu's skin. "This is what submission truly tastes like. You're
mine, now."
And with that, Yuu felt something hot and sticky spread inside him as Kureto
stilled. Yuu winced, shuddering in disgust, but Kureto rode out his orgasm,
milking it for all it was worth and filling Yuu to the brim. When he pulled
out, Yuu could feel a trickle of his cum run down the back of his thighs.
Yuu braced himself and forced his eyes to meet Mika's. Mika was visibly shaking
with anger, and Yuu tried to convey that it was okay, that it was finally over,
but Mika's eyes suddenly widened in fear.
Before Yuu could wonder what was wrong, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder
just like before and cried out. But instead of just feeling weaker, everything
fell out of focus instead.  
Mika's struggling against the four soldiers pinning him down was the last thing
Yuu saw before the world faded to black.
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