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Have you ever had the cockpit of a gun lodged into your mouth? Yeah- no, NO should be your response right! Well, OH how have the tables turned, and the universe has finally ended its reign with Sae and his dumb, dumb egoist brain. Because yes. Sae was currently tonguing the metal hole of this said gun in his mouth. Fear coursed through his veins and pumped his heart to the max. He desperately wanted to cry out, question, why? But all that came out was a muffled whimper, tears caught on the gun too- this was embarrassing to say the least. His aching knees dug into the cold concrete of wherever the fuck they were, a musk smell of weed conjured the aroma, the cheap bulbs laid a yellow, fluorescent overlay over everything.
He couldn’t focus on anything, but his mind was still running into multiple train wrecks of emotions, a billion-life crisis, and 100% guilt. Am I going to die? What’s he going to do to me? Who the fuck are you!
The man on the other end of this unfortunate stick hollowed out,”What's wrong, pretty boy?", God the nickname made Sae want to throw up,”Can’t reply, hm?”. Sae was glaring at the blonde-haired man, seemingly had cheap pink dye on the tips of them. Not to mention as well but he had a sickening grin plastered on his tan face. He shoved the gun further into Sae’s pained mouth causing another ‘mmh!’ and salty tears. At this rate Sae might actually throw up. Please! Stop! He wishes he could gutter out. But only the wetness of his saliva building coated between his teeth as he dribbled out, sheening the black metal on the gun. He was stuck; he was trapped in the gaze of a mortifying man-
how old are you? The man didn’t even look old! 25, 23, perhaps even my own age!
Another note was that he was bound up with a scratchy rope, tying his pale hands behind his back. At first when Sae had stirred up on this hell-bound of a floor, he attempted to break free which wasn’t the right move as he only caused ripping and scraping on his skin as if his wrists were rung through like clothes being squeezed during the process of washing, but his wrists weren’t getting washed. No, they were painting the thick rope in red.
After the man had shoved the gun, he had been slowly pushing it further and further- Sae was sure it was going to touch the back of his throat. However, due to the angle, Sae’s mouth couldn’t open any wider, he widened his eyes as a brief of relief washed over him (only to be taken away quickly to the immense throbbing pain in his jaw- it might actually split in fucking half).
“For fuck's sake-”,his grin dropped as quick as Sae’s ego in this current situation. He pushed his hair back with his veiny left hand, head thrown back to the ceiling. Clearly upset. Sae was too stuck on the fact he was also about to drown from his own saliva, it had been building up slowly over each passing minute that felt like long groveling hours. Sae only teared up more, eyes tracking the movement of creepy guy in pure horror...trying not to make any choking noises.
But obviously his luck had run out in the most important situations. He began to cough, coughs that ricocheted on the gun. Creepy guy definitely noticed because he snapped his head towards the kneeling figure below him. “Oh? You’re chokin’...awh- don’t cry.”, creepy was evidently getting off on this. Just the way he absorbed Sae’s gross contorted face twisted his stomach, what a fucking perv...
No but seriously, Sae craned his head up at the man in pleading wet eyes as he huffed as much as he could, “Mgh!-”,Sae’s saliva seeped out more. “Damn you look like a horny dream..”,creep bent down a bit as he spread his rough thumb across the under part of Sae’s lip to wipe the drizzle of saliva off Sae,”Though if you’re begging you have to try harder than that.”,voice turning into a low bass as he cooed. Completely mocking how Sae was choking right in front of him.
“Mmh mgh! Ngh-”,He tried to beg, really, he tried so hard but only turned into a sobbing mess. “Oh c'mon- don't give me that half arsed shit!”,he cackled,”Perhaps if you begged with my name you’ll know how to do it properly, hm?”, creep tilted his head, his hollow eyes had a flicker of fire growing stronger by each gag around the gun. Sae had no choice so he started nodding his head rapidly like a desperate whore. He kept his eyes locked on his perpetrator, trying to blink the blinding waterworks away.
“My name is Ryusei Shidou.”,He announced like it was some award...probably is with the stakes Sae’s at.
Anyway now that ‘creep’ had a name he should at least try figure out who this merciless, mountain of a guy is. Ryusei...Shidou fuck where had he heard that name before? It was on the edge of his mind- right there! Cmon stupid brain THINK!
YANK- A sharp pain ignited in his scalp, his damp hair was pulled up. Forcing Sae to gaze up at the soaring ceiling of the broad warehouse. It only brought more pain and trouble as his sputum gathered at the back of his bruised throat. “Mmgh!”, tears rapidly spilt down his blotched pinky cheeks. The angle of the gun squashed down his tongue creating a tangy driving feeling. “Cmon- Sae you need to start begging.”,Shidou wasn’t playing around anymore. Just the way he seethed Sae’s name out forced a pit to cave into his heart, panic.
“Nghh!”
“Louder...”
“Mmgghh!”
“Boo- LOUDER!”
Sae’s eyes squeezed shut after he visibly saw Shidou’s tatted arm tense up. He sobbed again but more guttural. He was sweating like a pig- an actual fucking pig. God, he prayed, actually PRAYED! He was anything but a religious man. More of the opposite.
Was he going to die? After 17 years of miserable loneliness, this is how it ends? In how these events played out, each and every single little detail has always led up to something truly astonishing, in Sae’s mind the thing that has always astonished him - lingering like a sticker failing to be ripped off leaving the white undercast of it, like a stubborn foot cramp refusing to heal during the halfway mark in football or even the simplest anomaly. He was astonished by death, more in an unconscious way. It wasn’t something he second guessed or reflected on it was more of a yeah ok, everyone dies but what do you feel? Do you feel the pain? Or was it adrenaline carrying you through it.
Right now, he was thinking about Shidou blowing his pink wrinkled brain out, leaving him tied up with half his mutilated face blown off, liquid wine gloss splattering onto the wall as mounted blood pooled gallons and gallons, abandoning the moist air thick with regret. That's if Shidou regretted it. Sae highly doubts it. How many people have been in the same position. Staring up at the cold-blooded freak grinning down while forcing them to beg for his entertainment. Sae imagined his pearly teeth exploding out of his soft gums as he collided onto the arctic honed tiles. Limp body gradually numbing, becoming something he shamingly was too intrigued in.
That’s when Sae thought about his family, his mother, his farther, Rin. Oh Rin- my poor baby brother, would you still be proud of me? Would you look at me the same with those hateful eyes...I just wanted to let you know I never meant to hurt you so horribly. I won’t even get a chance to apologies for being a shitty older brother, I’m so sorry. Click. I promise to make it up to you- I swear Rin, I just wanted to keep you safe. I’m sorry I couldn’t be good enough Mama, would you still hold me tight if I showed you what happened to me? After all these years of not visiting a single soul. Choke. After 4 long gruelling years, alone and isolated . I’m sorry Papa, can you forgive me? I know you’d hate to see me cry. Because men don’t cry. Please-
“For crying out loud...”, a deep mumble fabricated its way past Sae’s sobs and gagging. An air flow immediately pummeled Sae’s mouth before he lurched over, spewing up the gunk that was smoldering his mouth. It was warm. Translucent murky slobber created a puddle of strings; it too reaches out desperately for air or anything. Sae just kept spitting and drooling down his chin.
“You done?”
Fuck, no-...no! He kept gagging even though nothing was left to puke up. He couldn’t fill his burning lungs up enough, leasing short breathes picked up at a rapid speed. He wishes he could clutch onto something- anything for stability but even if these roped where no longer bound, his clammy hand would melt right off. His sunken heart rafted in a large expanse of an obliterating haunting ocean, swishing and swashing his guts that spiked in anxious strings. Constantly tugging and tangling.
I can’t do this.
If he had been on the tip of death couple moments ago then this must be the feeling of impending doom crossing over his last moments. Sweat. Yet cold. Please help me. Vision swarming in tiny black polka dots while his scrambled mind hysterically tried to sound like an alarm for anything that could label this daunting feeling.
Meanwhile the figure above him...just watched. As if Sae was an animal pacing in a humiliation ritual cage. Shidou took a good look at his gun. Half the barrel shined from Sae’s mouth. He smirked at the dirty thought of Sae’s stretched out mouth wrapped around his dick. Though he dragged the tip of it on the edge of his black jacket.
Sae looked tiny. Yeah- he he’d heard of this rich motherfucker. Like any other snobby spoilt kid who was too curious for their own good. “Hey, you do know I was sent by someone, right?",He grumbled out loud. God, he hated oblivious people. He rested on hand one the back of his neck , disappointed. Boss had specifically said to leave the pretty kid alive and just, and I quote
“Do the fuck you want, I don’t give a shit- fuck him, torture him, you can do all that filthy, nasty shit you love- just leave him alive.”
His boss had a heavy NY accent; he was mostly level-headed with a calming presence. However, Shidou knew to follow orders, or shit would do a whole 360 turning right back at him.
A little taunting never hurts anybody.
And fuck wasn’t he turned on by the sight of this gorgeous gem lying before him. Shidou licked his amused lips slowly. He wonders what the kid could’ve done, he looked sickly sweet. Bet he’s tight too. Shidou’s jeans felt tight. Though Sae still looks like...shit?
More wet noises escape Sae. Alright Shidou’s has had enough of this guy's coughing fit. “HEY- did you even hear me?", he kicked Sae onto his ass with his black boot. Sae visibly flinched and let out a small shaky exhale,”Hm?”
Sae nodded his head again, his mouth was open ajar, trying to find air. Oh. Oh. Sae was having a panic attack. Seems like a horrendous panic attack.
Shidou stared at Sae while scratching his nose bridge.
His gasps kept echoing throughout the chilly warehouse, bouncing from one end to the other. His head was pinned down towards the ground. Shame. “Nuh uh, pretty boy you have to use your words.”,Shidou crouched in front of the teary-eyed boy who was shaking like a fragile leaf. Resting his forearm on one knee while the other was keeping his head propped up with his knuckles. He kept the gun visible insight for Sae to look.
Pretty boy’s head shook. No.
“You leave me no choice then.”,Shidou exhaled out, disappointed again. Jeez this kid is going to be such a pain in the ass...wished Boss gave this job to kunigami instead.
Shidou gripped the handle of the gun, preparing to collide it on the side of pretty boy’s sweaty temple-
“Wait-please!...”,Voice horsed and small, Sae’s body tensed up. Bracing for impact. Shidou was about to carry on his action but ohhh the begging. It tingled his brain the right way, and of course the situation in his jeans. Maybe he knew Shidou had a weakness for begging. If Shidou wasn’t obvious enough, he let out an unintentional pleasing noise slip between his curved lips.
“What is it?”,Shidou leaned closer. Eager for more. Sae swallowed before answering in a shuddering manner,”Who...put you up to this?”,he hiccupped between a few words and shuttery breathes.
How the fuck was he supposed to know? He gets a phone call and follows the instructions. Shidou rolled his eyes,”I dunno. My boss?”,he squawked. Sae inhaled sharply from the sudden movement. At least this crybaby was looking up now, trembling teal eyes tracking every sudden movement. Soft, chewed lips trembling violently. Slightly puckering up.
Cute. Shidou liked when their eyes had an emptiness to them. Though he would like to complete his job and get that sweet, green money.
“Well pretty boy, are convo is over. But don’t worry! When you wake back up I should be there.”,Shidou comically piped as he grabbed each side of Sae’s jaw. Tilting his head like he was inspecting something.
! Sae is smacked in full force at the side of his temple, possibly damaging the pterion which can cause swelling, bleeding or even worse.