Rape

Yomi had them. Kurama glared at him as his body obeyed Yomi's command and
went and sat in the chair, his mind active but his body under Yomi's
control. Yomi laughed as he went to the door and called. Hiei walked in,
naked and trapped under the same spell. Well, it seemed not quite as
trapped. Hiei apparently had some control over his vocal abilities since he
had the Makai equivalent of duct tape across his mouth. Yomi commanded him
to stop and Hiei halted.

Yomi came to Kurama and spread his knees with gentle hands, then
went and guided Hiei so he stood between them, facing him, then pushed
Kurama's knees back so that they pressed the outside of Hiei's. Yomi took
Hiei's hands and put them on Kurama's shoulders, then took Kurama's hands
and placed one on either side of his waist. Hiei was growling furiously
behind his gag, fear in his eyes and Kurama wished he could speak, plead
with Yomi to spare Hiei. He had some idea of what was coming. Yomi put his
fingers under his chin, tipped his head so he had no choice but to look at
Hiei's face.

Yomi went and stood behind Hiei, his eyes on Kurama's face as he
kissed the place where Hiei's neck joined his shoulder. Hiei's eyes opened
wide and he let out a muffled sound of shocked disgust. Yomi ran his hands
up and down Hiei's sides, sliding them over Kurama's as he continued to
kiss one side of Hiei's neck, then the other. Yomi's hands slid around
Hiei's chest and closed on the previously untouched nipples there. Hiei
groaned as Yomi pinched and pulled on them cruelly. Kurama wished now he
had acted on his desires. At least Hiei wouldn't have been virgin then.

"Wouldn't you like to be doing this, Kurama?" Yomi asked in a sweet
voice.

Kurama closed his eyes. He wouldn't watch.

"Uh-uh, Kurama. You have to watch."

Yomi's hand covered his left one and he gasped as he felt Yomi's
power pass through his flesh, felt the shock of the rib break under his
hands. Hiei's muffled yelp of pain snapped his eyes open.

"Now, you will watch, or I will break every bone in his body until
you do."

Kurama swore he would kill Yomi if he survived this as he locked
his eyes on Hiei's pale face. *Endure, Hiei. It will be over soon.*

Yomi went back to playing with Hiei, his skill bringing Hiei up and
hard, mixing pleasure with pain. Hiei was slick with sweat, the fine tremor
shaking him vibrating under his palms. Hiei had shut his eyes tight, and
his breathing had become as erratic as the fast pound of the heart he could
feel under his hands. Kurama knew that Hiei had gone beyond coherent
thought, had become a thing that only yearned for release. Yomi wouldn't
give it to him, his hands slowing on Hiei's penis when he felt the little
youkai get too close to relief. Hiei had started to make little pleading
sounds, begging. He begged Yomi with his eyes. It was what Yomi had been
waiting for, to see that helpless plea in his eyes.

Yomi closed his hands around Hiei and pumped him hard. Kurama felt
the muscles under his hands turn to steel as Hiei's face contorted with
passion and he keened behind the gag, his semen flying in great spurts to
splatter against Kurama's chest.

*Oh, Hiei...*

Hiei's sides heaved under his hands as his face relaxed in relief.
Then Hiei's eyes flew open as Yomi's fingers dug into his butt checks,
wrenching them apart. His eyes were frantic, begging Kurama for help as
Yomi rubbed his girth up and down his crack. Hiei screamed with fury, then
it changed into pain, his face twisting as his body was rocked forwards as
Yomi stabbed in. Yomi's hands closed over Kurama's and he fucked Hiei with
long strokes, each time driving deeper, his impalement forcing the smaller
youkai up onto his toes. Kurama screamed curses at Yomi in his mind, could
almost feel each thrust tear more at his friends insides.

At first each movement wrung a cry out of Hiei, then he was reduced
to a sobbing groan. And Kurama could do nothing but watch Hiei's anguish
and Yomi's face as he took his pleasure in Hiei's pain and flesh. Yomi's
pace increased, his hands pressing Kurama's hands hard into Hiei's sides,
then with one last thrust that pulled a scream out of Hiei, he stilled,
only pushing a little as his member pumped it's seed deep into Hiei. Done,
Yomi pulled out and moved a little to the side, his softening penis
dripping a combination of semen and blood.

"I'll leave you two alone for a bit while I go and get cleaned up."

Kurama ignored him, totally focused on Hiei. The healer in him
knowing that each panted breath was a stabbing pain, knew how that abused
and most private part of Hiei ached with searing hurt. He knew it because
it had happened to him once. He wanted to take the small youkai into his
arms but could not. All he could do was sit helpless as Hiei trembled under
his hands, blood leaking down his thighs.