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WHO: Guy and Luther
WHEN: Afternoonish
WHERE: Showers
WHAT: Guy getting squeeky clean and making friends... er enemies <3
RATING: R cause it's Luther, what do you think is going to happen?



Usually Guy loved a good hot shower. It was suppose to be relaxing... but it only made him think of Erik. Well more like being so relaxed his mind only had that to think of. It was hard to keep himself busy when showering, what else was he suppose to think of? If he tried hard enough he could wonder if the showers were cleaned often enough, there seemed to be a bit of grime on wall tiles here and there. Sighing, Guy leaned his head against the wall, his hands on either side of his head as he willed the horrible images of that day to leave his mind.

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Eyes opening wide at the intrusion, Guy's cry was muffled as a hand slapped over his mouth. His whole body seared with pain as he was forcefully entered, and he felt his stomach lurch. Again... it was happening again. The fact that he felt slightly lucky because it was just Luther made him feel more sick as he tried to repress the memories of that time. Guy still tried to struggle, if not a some what weaker than before, not wanting to be used like this. He didn't deserve to be treated like this.

Biting at the hand covering his mouth, Guy prayed that someone would come in for a shower, maybe then he'd be let go.

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Breath was a little shaken as he groaned and started to pump, he gripped the blond's hair to tug at it to keep him from biting.

"Ngh...no...not happening..." He almost was spent from the entrance and his head started or reel with pleasure as he kept the motion going fast. He didn't care that the man under him was in pain. That excited him more.

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He winced, tears pricking his eyes at the tug on his hair, added to the pain of having Luther thrusting in and out of him so hard. Guy's body tightened around Luther's flesh inside him, wanting to push it out, and more just a reflex from having something inside his body that he didn't want there. Of course that didn't make things feel better for him at all.

The pain was dizzying, almost enough to knock him out, and god how he wished it would. Guy would much rather not be awake while Luther violated his body. What's more, he hated the fact that even though he hated this with his whole being... he was starting to get an erection from it. How could his body possibly find anything good in all this to do that? Guy had to swallow back bile that had come into his mouth, and wished it away. He'd hate for Luther to notice that.

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His hand through his victim's hair dropped as it went down his form and over his hips to his thigh. He gasped and husked out. "Oh...what a little slut..." He found an erection and started to touch it, shuddering from pumping in and out.

Grunting, he attempted squeezed fingers around his length and stroke.

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Glad that his hair was released, Guy wasn't happy for long as that hand moved down along his body, finding the one thing he didn't want his attacker to know about. Hearing those words from the bigger blond's mouth Guy whimpered into the hand covering his mouth, closing his eyes tightly, tears flowing from them as he completely gave into it. Fighting didn't seem to help at all, and maybe the sooner he let this man have his way, the quicker it would end.

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He felt those hot tears on his fingers, dripping over his flesh as his thrust sped up. He was moaning as he panted for air. Feeling on edge after such quick time, he tensed up.

"Ngh..." Luther was reeling from so much pleasure and power that with one final grunt and rough stroke he came with low husky sound, depositing himself in the smaller man. Pulling away he panted and grabbed his own towel to wipe off.

"...heh it was fun." He laughed totally spent and dressed and left Guy there, not caring what happened to the broken man.

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Sig sighed faintly, he really, really needed to find something to alter his shirts with, whether or not the guards would like it. These were his thoughts as he went towards the shower, intent on cleaning up, especially his hair.

He hadn't gotten far into the shower room however, before he noticed something just a little strange, and moved over where he thought he saw a form.

Single eye widening, he moved over to said form, laying down his bath stuff and knelt. "Guy!?"

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He'd blacked out and passed out on the floor after Luther had left him, the pain too much to handle. Though it didn't take much to drag him out of the darkness, hearing a voice calling his name.

"Nn...Erik?" he groaned, blinking, peering up at someone... they looked rather blurry, until he'd blinked enough to get his vision in focus. It was Sigurd. How foolish of him to think that it would be Erik... he was dead. Fully awake now all the pain came flooding back and he rolled onto his side in a ball, clutching his stomach, feeling like he was going to throw up.

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Sigurd frowned darkly, freeing the towel which was being used as a temporary restraint, even as Guy seemed to slip back to conciousness.

'Erik?' The thought was there, but left unspoken, and as Guy rolled to his side, Sig glanced around. "Hold still."

He stood, moving to a nearby bench where some clothes were laid out. And considering the fact that no one else was in the showers, most likely they were Guy's.

His step was quick as he moved back from grabbing the clothing to kneel again beside Guy, covering him carefully with the shirt. "What happened? Or rather, where's the person who did it?"

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Feeling his shirt placed over him, Guy's hands pulled at it lightly, as if he were trying to cover his whole body with it. He felt so dirty... so horrible... just so disgusting right now.

"I d-don't... I don't know..." he said, meaning who had done it. As for what had happened, he didn't want to say it. Trying to move, he hissed in pain, his backend throbbing. Surely he'd been torn back there, it felt like he'd had a two-by-four shoved up there.

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Sigurd nodded gently, and put a very gentle hand on Guy's shoulder. "Don't move. I'm going to lift you and carry you to the infirmary, alright?"

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Flinching at the touch, even though he didn't think Sigurd would harm him, Guy nodded. It was going to start all over again, being afraid of everyone around him, even those he trusted. All because of something that had nothing to do with his friends, because some people were just horrible... but this time he wouldn't have that shoulder to lean on like before... Erik wouldn't be there for him.

"A-Alright."

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Sig just sighed a little. He knew why Guy had moved slightly, even though he also knew that he wouldn't hurt someone that way, but it was hard to know if Guy knew it, especially since they hadn't known each other for long.

But right now it didn't matter, it was far more important to get him to the infirmary... and where the hell were the guards, anyway, that this could happen?

His hands were very gently as he scooped Guy up into his arms, almost cradling him. He'd leave his supplies here and get them later.

Carefully he headed towards the infirmary.