[Closed RP] Justification for the self-defense

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

So this was turning out to be a good week. He got laid, he met another A, and he got a decent drink.

He missed his Attempt, though. And he felt the need to have power over something, since, for a time, he was under someone else's power.

Ah, there he is. In a low voice so A couldn't hear him, Beyond said "Petrifucus Totalus."


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[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

Didn't hear it, no, not hear it, but A knew the spell for what it was when it hit him, and he fell.

Oh, oh no, not B, not B again, please no...

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

Beyond didn't say anything at first, just grabbed A by the legs and pulled him into a classroom.

Soundproofing and locking the door, he finally turned to his captive.

"Hello, A."

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

If A could speak, could move, he'd struggle and protest. If he could reach his wand, he'd let fly with every hex he knew.

But there was only one thing he could do: nothing.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

Beyond would have to move quick, if A got a hex on him....

He moved over to a stray chair.

"Finite Incanteum!" As the last syllable left his mouth, Beyond flung the chair at A, hoping it will distract him.

"Incarcerous!"

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

As soon as A could move, A tried to roll out of the way of the chair. Not only was it not entirely successful (it bounced painfully off his hip), but it sent him right into the path of the hex, the spell-created cords winding tightly around him.

"B, no, it's no, B, don't." He tried very hard to sound firm instead of terrified.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm afraid it's do this time." Beyond leaned down close to A. "I've met the other A. The one with the goggles. Would you rather I find him first? I'd come back to you eventually."

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A shivered at that. Matt, did Matt realize just what B was really like? Really truly understand?

"He wouldn't like that. Matt's his friend."

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

"But he's Mihael's A, and Mihael is not doing his job. So I will have to. Once I'm done with you." He stroked A's face.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"They already hate you, hate you, B. And yes, oh, they'll get you, they will, they'll help me get you."

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

"There is only so much getting they can do. They can't kill me and to imprison me would put them in trouble with the school officials."

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"They're smart, B. They can figure out, figure out ways. You think you're smarter but they'll get you."

They would. A knew they would. But when?

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

Not soon enough, that's for sure.

"Then I better make this visit good, shouldn't I?" he whispered, leaning down to kiss A, reaching under his shirt.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A tried to turn his face away, a low whine building in his throat.

"Not good, good, there's nothing good in you, no good in anything you do."

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

Hm, those cords were good at keeping A down, but they were starting to get into B's way.

"But it feels good, it feels so good to be top, and I realize it can feel good to be dominated, too."

Ah, he could feel something in A's pocket. He pulled out A's knife. Perfect.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A tried again to wriggle away, to roll away, to get away.

"Doesn't feel good. you bothering me doesn't feel good."

He was still trying to control his voice, trying not to sound scared, trying... but oh, oh, he was scared, so scared. And now B had his knife.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

One cord, then the other. Not enough for A to get away, just enough for B to reach inside A's pants.

"Then I'll just have to make you feel good, don't I?"

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Not good," A gasped, breath hitching. He tried not to whimper.

Just a physical reaction. Just a basic physical reaction. He tried to separate his fear and revulsion from what he knew intellectually, tried to remember his breathing. Slow breath in, hold, breathe out...

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

He sliced a few more cords so he could pull A's pants and underwear down enough.

"Even if my attentions do turn to Matt, though," and he poised A's knife over his hip. "I'll still remember you and how you're mine." And he began carving a 'B' into A's hip.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A screamed then, shrill and panicky, afraid even to thrash now; what if B stabbed him, cut him bad, cut him enough to make him bleed and be weak?

"Stopstopstop," he whispered.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

"Oh look. Blood." B lapped up the blood that popped up, rather dangerously close to A's cock. He tried breathing on it to see if that got a rise out of him.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

While B held the knife so close, A held still, tried so hard to be still, but he was trembling, and an involuntary whine escaped him.

"Not blood, no no, not blood", he whispered, screwing his eyes shut.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

"There there, shh shh shh, I'm done, see? There's a nice B there. Now, should I take care of this for you or leave you to your agony?"

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"You'll do what you want anyway," A said wearily, still shaking, breaking out in fear-sweat. "You always do just what it is you want, only what you want."

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

"You have a point." With that, he sliced more cords, leaving his ankles bound, but now he could slide A's pants all the way down.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"No," A cried out, trying to curl up into a ball.

Don't show fear... Kusuriyuri, L, they wouldn't want me to show fear, to give B what he wants.

But they weren't here, and A whimpered.

"Leave me alone," he pleaded.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

"No. I won't. I want to fuck you, Attempt, and that's what I'll do."

And this time, the outcome won't be in doubt.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"No," A whispered, hunching his shoulders, trying to disappear into himself. The bloody mess on his hip throbbed and seared.

Breathe. Slow breath in, hold, slow breath out.

It wouldn't be enough. A knew it wouldn't be enough. But he had to try.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

Beyond slid himself in between A's legs, undoing his jeans as he did so. Taking some of the blood on his fingers, he slicked his dick with it.

With an evil grin, he pushed himself up to A's entrance. "Ready, Attempt?"

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Don't, B," A begged. He wouldn't listen, of course, B never listened, but he couldn't stop pleading.

Afraid, yes, he was afraid. But he was angry, too.

He'd get B. Find a way to get him.

Hurt him.

Kill him.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

Despite A's pleas, he pushed into him. Beyond moaned at the warmth, and he thrust once, twice.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Filthy," A growled at him, fighting back a cry. Angry. Be angry. Anger made him feel less sick and weak. "You're filthy, B, filthy and no one likes you, no one doesn't want you to die!"

It hurt, and it was easier to be angry if it hurt, easier not to feel the queasy humiliation of mock-affectionate touches.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

"There is one person that would miss me, but that's another story." He began moving in and out of A.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Miss you to miss hexing you. Miss you to not see you hurt," A spat defiantly, because who would want B around? "Filthy, ugly, hateful, Backup!"

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

Beyond growled and scratched at A, not letting up until he came, not caring at all about A.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

And that was better, so much better, not to have those horrid unwanted caresses that pulled those damning reaction from him... better that it just be attack, that he could whimper from the pain only while waiting for B to be over.

[red-eyed-l.livejournal.com]

Beyond pulled out. Calling him Backup killed the mood. "Clean yourself up." He pulled his pants back up and threw the door open, not caring if anyone saw A like this.