8I just needed to contribute to this fandom. There isn't enough fanfics *cries* I WARN in advance, this fic contains non-consensual touching and will contain rape/non-con. That said, i don't support rape in any way, it's something that should never happen.
He hadn't felt as much terror and utter rage in his whole life. The moment he failed in punching Midori, and the very moment he felt those disgusting hands grabbing his and manhandling him like a rag doll, he couldn't make out which emotion was winning the inner battle. In no time he collided against the counter, and his hands were pinned, one twisted against his back and the other one against the counter. The strong grip that Midori had in his wrists made him want to cry in pain, and he tried to free them. His efforts were put to an end when Midori twisted his arms some more, earning the cry of pain that Yukki had tried so hard to suppress.
From above him, Yukki could see the quiet and sadistic smirk that Midori had in his face.
"I see that Masamune hasn't trained you well, Yukimura-kun" Midori laughed sadistically.
Yukki tried to retort back but again a firm twist had him gasping in pain, unable to say anything.
"How long are you going to hold me down?" gasped Yukimura.
He had been in that position just some minutes, but his back had already started hurting like a bitch. He seriously hoped that Midori would behave normally in the store. At this point the anger had left him, and he just was feeling terror. He wanted Midori to let him go, no way was he going to star one of those 'power play' scenes of his manga.
But his hopes were crushed by the next words that escaped Midori's mouth.
"Why should I release you Yukimura-kun?, I think I should train you, as Masamune obviously has failed to do. And we have some time until they both come out."
Yukki shuddered, he felt as if he could cut with a knife the sadistic aura that Midori was emanating. His thoughts were disrupted when a leg was pushed between his own, making him unable to close them. Before he could protest, a hand clasped against his mouth and the other restricted his own hands. He felt some material against his wrists and the hand muffling his cries of protest abandoned his mouth to tie the rope around his wrists.
"Hey, what are you do-mmm!" was the only words he could say before the hand was again pressed against his mouth.
"You are a bad boy Yukimura-kun, you shouldn't be so loud, we don't want those two that are battling upstairs knowing what's happening here, do we?"
Midori trailed his hand down Yukki's stomach, finally palming Yukki in his crotch. He smirked at the muffled shout that Yukimura produced. He observed him shiver, and he could tell that Yukimura was hyperventilating. He wanted to make him a shivering mess, so he put his hand under Yukimura's pants and underwear, and grabbed his member.
Yukki gasped at the sudden intrusion, and tried to fight his way out of Midori's grip. He couldn't believe what was happening, Midori was crazy. He didn't want the intrusive touch and he felt dirty, he would shower right there if he could. The slow but firm strokes that Midori was keeping were soon making difficult for him to think properly. He tried to bite off the gasps and moans but it was nearly impossible. The bastard knew what he was doing. At this rate he would do anything to make him stop.
A tear slid down his face but before it could fall it was wiped by the sadistic man, leaving his mouth free.
"Crying so soon Yukimura-kun?"
"Stop aaah sto-p ple-aase" he couldn't stop the moans.
"Stop? But it seems you are enjoying this, aren't you Yukimura-kun?" whispered Midori, so close to Yukki's ear that he could feel the other man's breath.
To further emphasize his words, Midori slid his hand up Yukki's member and pressed the tip, at the same time biting his ear and earning a loud moan. That press and bite would have been enough to send him to the peak of an orgasm if it weren't for Midori strengthening his grip, transforming the loud moan in a yell of pain.
"Cumming so soon Yukimura-kun? You really need training, you only cum when I let you to, is that understood?" He kept his death grip in Yukki's length and Yuki didn't have another option but to comply.
"Y-Yes-s" He hated himself even more for that. He shouldn't submit to a sadistic trash like Midori, not after what he did to Mattsun. That's when he noticed the slight pressure in his back. Something was poking his lower back and Yukki's eyes became two huge orbs that reflected the sheer panic he felt at that moment. The bastard was torturing and assaulting him, and he was enjoying it so much that he got an erection.
Midori had returned to the stroking motion, and Yukki felt pain in his groin after he was denied release. He continued the same actions, stroking and fondling him until he was about to cum and then stopping and grabbing him hard enough to make him yell and prevent his orgasm. Soon Yukki was a withering mess, drool coming down his mouth, tears falling and the strong pain in his cock caused by the repeated delayed orgasms driving him crazy.
"Ple-Please" Sobbed Yukki.
"Please what, Yukimura-kun? You look in pain" At those words Midori's devilish smirk grew wider.
Yukki was sobbing uncontrollably, he knew Midori was trying to humiliate him. He swallowed down his dignity, and asked for it to stop.
"Please, e-end thi-is now"
"Do you want to cum, Yukimura-kun? But if you want me to let you cum you will have to work harder. Try saying ' Please let me cum master'"
That was it, there was no way he was saying that. He closed his eyes, stubbornly refusing to comply. But his resolve was shattered when yet another orgasm was suppressed. He screamed, he couldn't stand the pain. With a broken sob, he shouted the damned words.
"Please le-let me cum aaah master!"
"If you say it that way..."
Midori's hand increased the motion, and in no time he had Yukimura cumming in his pants, moaning loudly and sobbing. He hadn't felt such pleasure in ages, and watching the younger male sobbing and moaning under him just felt so good. He had one problem in his own pants to attend, so he swiftly untied Yukki's hands and let him slide down the counter. He watched him trying to control his sobs.
"Well Yukimura-kun, as much fun as this has been I have to go to attend other matters, as I'm sure you have felt." Midori smirked "We should totally continue this show another time, I'll see you around" And with those words, Midori left Yukki in the ground. He couldn't stop himself from looking once more behind him, admiring the piece of art he had left behind. It had been so much fun. 'After all, rebellious boys like him are the most fun to break'.
It took some time for Yukki to assemble himself. He couldn't let Tachibana-kun see him like that. Pulling down the sleeves of his jumper in order to hide the rope burns, which had been caused by the repeated fighting and squirming, he took the limited editions he had obtained before and mentally prepared for what was to come. He knew his eyes must be bloodshot by all the crying, but maybe he could pass it as if he had been crying over the games. He didn't want to tell anyone about what had happened, he only wanted to get home and have a long and boiling shower. Yes, that would do.
So when the door opened and an excited Hotaru appeared, he gave one of his biggest smiles.
"How did it go, Tachibana-kun?"
Well, this is my first fanfic in which i'm doing smut. (I hope i'm doing well?) Anyway, I apologize for any grammatical errors (English is not my first language) and i hope you've enjoyed ^_^. I don't know how many chapter this will have though, i think it will have 3 or 4 (maybe?).