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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Kuroko_no_Basuke_|_Kuroko's_Basketball
  Relationship:
      Haizaki_Shougo/Kuroko_Tetsuya
  Character:
      Haizaki_Shougo, Kuroko_Tetsuya, Akashi_Seijuurou
  Additional Tags:
      I_usually_don't_write_non-cons, but_I'm_doing_kink_memes_so_I_must_take
      the_responsibility_of_writing_these, So_yeah, i_talk_a_lot_sorry, non-
      con, Mild_Abuse, if_you_squint_hard_enough_you_can_see_a_hint_of_Akakuro,
      haizaki_is_an_ass, kuroko_is_too_pure_for_this_world, okay_ill_stop_now
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-23 Words: 3023
****** Wicked ******
by yoonjiminie
Summary
     Haizaki corners Kuroko in the locker rooms after everyone's gone. Bad
     things pursue.
Notes
     For the kink meme:
     "Could you do one where Kuroko is cornered by Haizaki after school
     and he rapes him? Like really graphic and more than 1k words?
     Thanks!"
See the end of the work for more notes
It was a long day and Kuroko's body was too sore to function any longer.
Akashi's training regime today was especially rough, having seen the other team
members slacking off lately. You guys need to keep your bodies in shape and
don’t slug off your exercises, he had said. Although Kuroko knew that the
captain was only benefiting their team and trying to help, all this strenuous
training was taking its toll on his less than average build.
“You doing okay, Tetsuya?” Akashi had walked over and asked, patting him on the
shoulder, noticing the way this was a little harder for him than the other
players. He knew that Kuroko was smaller than the rest and wasn’t as built, so
it was always hard for him to keep up.
“Yes, I’m fine.” Kuroko looked up at his slightly taller teammate and had the
faintest hint of a smile on his usually blank face. He liked the fact that
Akashi always checked up on him and made sure the smaller boy was okay. Even if
he never showed it, Akashi was very caring toward his team. People who didn’t
know him that well wouldn’t be able to see it, but it was clearly evident for
Kuroko. One of the reasons he very much admired him—and maybe why he developed
a small crush on him along the way. “Thank you for asking.”
“Would you like a ride home?” Akashi asked as he dropped his hand. “My driver
will take you home. I know you must be tired.”
“Thank you, but no.” Kuroko politely denied the offer with a bow. “I’ll be
going to Maji on my way home.”
“Alright, then. Be safe.” The captain said and smiled at him before walking off
to change into his own clothes. Everyone was piling into the locker rooms and
conversation erupted as they began to change.
Kuroko sat against the lockers in front of the benches. He had taken out his
phone, texting his mom that he’d stop by on his way to Maji Burger after
practice so he’d be home a little later. After that, he’d rested his head
against the locker and decided to close his eyes for just a bit.
He ended up dozing off.
It wasn’t for very long though. When he checked his watch, he saw that he was
out for about fifteen minutes. Looking around, he also saw that everyone had
already left. It was a Friday after all; no one wanted to hang around longer
than needed be. But Kuroko was surprised that no one had noticed he had fallen
asleep. He rubbed his eyes, stood up, and stretched, a small yawn escaping his
lips. He grimaced as he realized he still needed a shower.
Five minutes of washing and scrubbing later, Kuroko stepped out of the showers
and grabbed his towel. He dried his hair first and then his body, soon wrapping
it around his waist, heading to his locker. While he began to unlock it, he
heard some movement behind him, but before he could turn around, he froze.
“Tetsuya.”
A full shiver crawled down Kuroko’s spine at the dark tone of that voice. Not
many people called him by his first name, besides Akashi—although Aomine does
call him by Tetsu. But this person was definitely not Akashi. There was no
gentleness or soothing quality behind it. He forced himself to remain still
though and opted not to show how panicked he felt. Slowly, he turned around to
face the person who called out to him and he swallowed hard when his guess was
correct.
It was Haizaki Shogo.
To say that Kuroko was surprised was an understatement. He hadn’t seen the
former player since the day he had quit and that was a while ago. And even
though he still went to school with him, he’s never seen him again until now.
And Kuroko wondered what he was even doing in the boys’ locker room now after
school anyway.
“Haizaki-kun.” Kuroko said in his usual flat voice. “It’s been a while. What’re
you doing here?”
“Well, don't you look fuckin’ happy to see me, Tetsuya.” Haizaki spoke
sarcastically with a smirk as he took a step closer towards the smaller boy.
Kuroko didn’t answer. Haizaki's eyes were still as sharp as ever and his whole
demeanor was intimidating.
Kuroko was starting to wonder if Haizaki was here to corner him. Maybe beat him
up. After all, it’d be the most perfect time to. Everyone had already gone home
and Kuroko’s body was aching enough from practice that he didn’t think he could
put up much of a fight.
But what did I do, Kuroko thought. He hadn’t remembered ever offending the
former teammate. He wasn’t the one who kicked him off the team. Actually, he
was the one that had tried to convince him not to quit the team. So, what was
going on?
While in his daze, Kuroko hadn’t realized how close Haizaki had gotten. He was
so close to the point where he could almost feel his breath on his face. Kuroko
took a small step back, but there wasn’t much space between him and the locker.
“Haizaki-kun…what is this about?” Kuroko tried not to display the fear that was
currently swelling up in his chest. He watched as Haizaki’s eyes began to trail
down his small frame with a look that made his insides feel queasy. He suddenly
felt so exposed in just a short towel that barely passed his thighs.
“You look so delicious right now, Tetsu.” Haizaki whispered huskily, his voice
seemingly even deeper than before. “And no one’s here to save you.”
Before Kuroko could even register the words Haizaki had spoken or the large
smirk spread across his face, he was slammed against his locker with lips that
angrily attacked his own. A yelp escaped Kuroko’s mouth at the rough impact on
his bare back, but Haizaki took as it an opportunity to stick his tongue into
the other’s mouth.
Kuroko was so shocked that for a second he didn’t even know how to respond. But
then he gathered his bearings and began to push at Haizaki with force. He
clawed at his chest and tried with all his might to get away from him. Despite
all his efforts, he was easily overpowered and the bigger male grabbed his
wrists and pinned them above him. Kuroko whimpered under him, finding it hard
to breathe and struggled to free his hands. The bigger male sucked and bit at
his lip and Kuroko could taste blood.
Finally after a minute of violating his mouth, Hazaki pulled away from Kuroko,
a trail of saliva left behind. Kuroko panted heavily from having his airway cut
off. He felt his own lips throbbing at the pain that Haizaki incited.
“H-haizaki-kun. Stop this.” Kuroko breathed, but the other boy didn’t seem to
care or listen. He felt as Haizaki’s hands wandered around his body and his
lips began to attack his neck instead. Kuroko once again pushed his chest to
get him off, but to no avail. A moan suddenly ripped its way out his mouth as
Haizaki had found his sweet spot. Kuroko’s face reddened at such a dirty sound
that came out of him.
“Come on, now. I want to hear more from you.” Haizaki spoke gruffly and he
gripped the hem of Kuroko’s towel. Kuroko’s eyes widened and he immediately
went to stop his hands from pulling the only thing shielding his naked body.
“No! Let go!” Kuroko shouted, having enough at being assaulted. The unusually
loud volume of his voice must’ve startled even Haizaki because for a moment he
faltered. Kuroko quickly took the chance of hesitation by ducking under the
other’s arm and booking it to the door. He almost made it before he felt a
large hand grab his forearm and forcibly throw his body back onto the ground.
The collision sucked all the air from his lungs and he gasped, coughing. Kuroko
felt Haizaki climb onto him, straddling his hips and pinning his wrists to hold
him down. Before he could even think, Kuroko felt his face sting painfully as
it shifted to the right after a hard slap to the face.
“Tetsuya, you didn’t actually think you’d escape, did you?” Haizaki chuckled
darkly and leaned down to lick the shell of his ear, causing Kuroko to
involuntarily shudder. He whispered directly into his ear, “The real fun hasn’t
even begun yet. Why don’t you just lay there looking pretty while I fuck you?”
Kuroko froze at his words and widened his eyes. Despite the situation, he
didn’t think that Haizaki would actually go so far. He didn’t even know that
was possible. But he didn’t care; all he wanted in that moment was to
disappear. Kuroko wanted to cry, feeling his body hurting even more. He
thrashed against the larger one’s body and the tight hold on his wrists. There
was no give, but that didn’t stop him.
“Stop resisting so much! Or do you want to end up with more bruises than
necessary? I can make this hell for you, Tetsu.” Haizaki warned and the threat
made Kuroko stop flailing altogether. Kuroko glanced up at Haizaki and saw the
wicked glint in his eyes. He was being serious.
“Haizaki-kun, I beg of you. Please don’t this. I’m a boy, this isn’t right.”
Kuroko pleaded desperately. As if he hadn’t heard a word that he said, Haizaki
continued on to remove his towel, only needing one hand to pin both Kuroko’s
wrists. As soon as the towel was removed, Kuroko shivered, feeling the cold air
against his nether regions, as well as the lustful gaze.
“I’ve been thinking about doing this for a while,” Haizaki said as he abruptly
gripped Kuroko’s flaccid cock, a startled gasp escaping passed the other’s
lips. He slowly pumped, watching fascinated as Kuroko became harder under his
hand. “I’ve always wanted to see what you would look like, trembling beneath
me.” Haizaki roughly stroked the underside of Kuroko's cock and thumbed his
slit, causing Kuroko to cry out.
Kuroko closed his eyes tightly and he couldn’t stop the small moans that
pursued. He had only ever touched that place there himself and the feeling of
someone else, nonetheless Haizaki Shogo, touching him felt wrong. He wriggled
and his body shuddered while his cock became fully hard, right on the edge of
cumming. Before he could though, Haizaki stopped and released his hand, earning
a whimper from Kuroko and leaving him rock hard.
“You liked that, huh?” He whispered, leaning down and capturing the smaller
boy’s lips as he protested. Kuroko kept his lips shut tight and remained still
as he kissed him. It wasn’t long before Haizaki trailed his hand towards
Kuroko’s chest, tweaking his nipples, causing him to moan once again. “The
sound of you moaning makes me so hard, Tetsu.”
Kuroko cringed; he didn’t like the sound of his name coming from Haizaki at
all. It sounded disgusting and wrong. Haizaki stopped kissing him and found his
way to Kuroko’s neck again, biting and sucking all over. When he got to his
nipples, he bit the nubs and flicked them. Kuroko moaned again and arched his
back; he wasn’t able to control his body.
“H-haizaki--“ He swallowed, but he wasn’t able to finish. He yelped when
Haizaki painfully bit on his skin a little too hard, soon drawing blood.
“Didn’t I tell you to shut up and just look pretty?” Haizaki hissed and bit
down on another area. Kuroko whimpered and closed his eyes again, wishing he
wasn’t here right now and suffering this humiliation. “Don’t close your eyes. I
want to see them.” When Kuroko didn’t obey his order, it earned another slap to
the face.
Kuroko sniveled and involuntarily opened his eyes to meet the twisted ones that
gazed at him. Haizaki’s iniquitous smirk didn’t disappear and only seemed to
have widened considerably at Kuroko’s pain. And the pain would soon get worse.
Hatching an idea, Haizaki removed the tie hanging loosely around his neck and
tied Kuroko’s wrists with it, making sure it was tight and he couldn’t move
them.
“Suck.” Haizaki commanded as he brought two fingers towards Kuroko’s mouth.
Kuroko hesitated, and thought that not listening would only make things poorer
for him. So, reluctantly, he opened his mouth and Haizaki didn’t waste a second
in shoving the two fingers passed the other’s lips. Kuroko almost choked. “Make
sure you suck them real good.” Kuroko felt uncomfortable with the request, but
he didn’t have much of a choice. As best as he could, he drew his tongue across
the fingers and sucked softly, twirling his tongue around both.
Haizaki could only stare at how erotic Kuroko looked in that moment. The way he
focused solely on the two fingers in his mouth, sucking them perfectly, only
made him harder. His whole face was red, a bruise forming on his cheek, and he
looked like he was about to cry. Haizaki wished that he could take out his
phone and snap a picture. The image was burned into his retinas. He also wished
that it was his cock Kuroko was sucking on instead.
Finally after snapping out of his daze, Haizaki removed his wet fingers from
Kuroko’s mouth and moved down between Kuroko’s thighs. Kuroko waited anxiously
in fear of what Haizaki was planning to do. He spread Kuroko’s legs and propped
them up. Suddenly, it clicked in Kuroko’s mind what he was going to do and he
immediately panicked.
“No!” Kuroko cried and tried to scoot away from the fingers now close to his
hole. Haizaki shot him a glare and held down his hips, forcing him to stay
still. But Kuroko flailed and thrashed; it was now clear what Haizaki's
intentions were and Kuroko didn’t like the idea at all.
“Stop moving!” Without warning, Haizaki shoved the two fingers into Kuroko and
Kuroko couldn’t stop the shriek that ripped out of his throat. Never before had
he felt such an uncomfortable and protruding pain in him before. He squirmed
and whimpered as those fingers mercilessly and repeatedly slam into him, not
giving him any time at all to adjust. It wasn't long before he stuck in another
finger and scissored him open. Kuroko wanted to yell at Haizaki to stop
already, that it hurt too much, but he knew that would only inflict more pain.
But it wasn't like he could really form any coherent words in that moment any
way. He struggled to keep his breaths even, but moans and sobs continuously
wracked his whole body. Fortunately, the torture soon stopped and Haizaki
retrieved his fingers. This made Kuroko sigh of relief as the intrusion was
gone, but he knew that it wasn't over. He took the moment to regain his breath,
but it was hard to when he was choking on his tears.
"Don't do this, Haizaki. P-please." The bluenette sobbed, his lip wobbling.
Kuroko's whole body was on fire and he ached to his core. This was probably the
worst experience he's ever been through. He felt humiliated and filthy, not
ever having done this kind of thing before. His body was covered in hickeys,
blood, and bruises from Haizaki's harsh treatment. Kuroko could hear the
shuffling of clothes as Haizaki went to remove his pants and boxers, but he
didn't look at him. He just stared at the ceiling and hoped that this was some
kind of twisted dream.
"I'll take good care of you." Haizaki chuckled and once again, he had that
wicked glint of amusement in his eyes as he hovered over Kuroko, obviously
enjoying him suffer. One second, Kuroko felt the tip of his cock nudging his
entrance and he stopped breathing--he went completely still--then the next, his
body jerked back roughly as he was slammed into. He screamed, this was much
worse than the fingers, and Haizki didn't take any care in making sure the boy
beneath him was accustomed to the feeling. "You are mine, you got that, bitch?"
Kuroko continously sobbed and cried as he was violated. Haizaki ruthlessly
drove into him, his own moans drowning out Kuroko's sounds of despair. He
grunted and snapped his hips into the tight girth, repeatedly thrusting in and
out. Not too long after, Kuroko felt something warm and wet drip down his
thighs; a metallic smell filled his nostrils. It was his own blood.
Kuroko was torn between the feeling of pain and pleasure--he was ashamed that
it felt good at all. But he couldn't control the way his body worked. He closed
his eyes tightly, not caring if he'd get reprimanded. The aching feeling was
just too much to handle. To make it even worse, Haizaki leaned down and sucked
at Kuroko's neck again, biting and drawing out more blood. It seemed he was out
to make this the worst experience ever for Kuroko. After a few moments, Haizaki
suddenly stilled inside him and moaned loudly. Kuroko guessed that he'd finally
cummed and relief flooded through him that this was finally over. Meanwhile,
Kuroko had grown soft and flaccid, the agony and burn of it all surpassing the
minimum pleasure he felt. Haizaki finally pulled out and Kuroko glanced down to
see the blood mixed with cum spilling out of him. It immediately made him sick
and all he wanted to do was throw up right then.
"Thanks for the fun time, Tetsuya." Haizaki still smirked as he stood up and
pulled on his clothes. Kuroko winced as Haizaki bent down to untie the bond
that held his wrists up. The alleviation of no longer having his wrists bound
anymore was nothing compared to the soreness he felt all over. Kuroko felt as
if he could never walk again. As Haizaki made his way to the door, leaving
Kuroko with the mess, he looked at him one last time. "If you ever tell anyone
about this, I will kill you."
Kuroko had never cried as hard as he did that day.
End Notes
     Okay well like I said, I'm doing kink memes now! This was the first
     one I got, it only took me a little while. So if you want to send me
     a prompt, send me a message on here or submit one by my tumblr: http:
     //secretfujoshii.tumblr.com/
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