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Razzie was in his room holding the note he received from a boy in his class that day, it wasn’t anything special besides from ‘Do you think I’m cute yes or no’ the note being passed back with a little tick on yes. Razzie curled up hugging the note close to his chest smiling stupidly as his face was shaded with a rosy and blue blush. The kid squealed softly unable to contain his excitement over this, some one liked him!, he almost couldn’t believe it. But, he was pulled away from his note when he heard the all too familiar ‘knock knock knock’ so perfectly patterned, his dad. He shoots up into a sit half stuffing the note the best he could not wanting to keep Rapture waiting , “Yes sir.” He signals for the other to enter.
The soft glow from the window does nothing to brighten the situation as the anxiety slowly settles back into Razzie ad his father looks him up and down before eyes settling on the note within their pocket. Razzie notices the stare and flinches, shifting his leg to press the note into the bed to hide it more but Rapture was all to perceptive.
“Stand” cold and unfaltering the command was too simple and Razzie felt his body move on instinct without thinking not looking at the man staring down at him. He felt the others hand settle on his hip thumb slipping into the waist band of his pants before sliding the note out of his pocket. Hands tightening into fists and back straightening his tail curls up his barb hiding as he waits for nothing. He spares a glance just one real quick, Raptures face doesn’t distinguish any emotion all blank and still unthinking revealing nothing to the boy who stands stiff out of fear.
“Who did you give this too,”
“no-no one it’s- it’s not-,” Razzie stumbled over his words tears brimming at his eyes, he was so scared but he didn’t do anything wrong why he was scared. Rapture lifted his hand and he expected impact but the gentle hand that held his check and gently rubbed his tear away was unfamiliar but welcoming.
“You know no one’s loves you right?” Rapture cooed bitter sweetly as he watched as Razzie freezes and looks up at him with those familiar eyes. Reflective of his own only a flicker from his mother something he loves, they stared as a almost silent ‘what’ falls out of the boys mouth. “Well only I can love you, you know that don’t you? Your all mine, no one else wants you and.. hah.. if they do they just wanna use you,” Rapture smiles.
Razzie couldn’t help but let out a full sob, his posture dropped and he curled slightly leaning into his father as he was pulled closer a kiss gently placed atop his head.
“Here, let me show you what real love looks like,” Rapture gently leaned his head into the others neck as his hands snake down hid sides and rest on his hips. Raptures hands hooked onto the smallers pants rolling them down their thighs before lifting him up out of their pants placing them on the bed, Razzies whole body stiffened again and panic rose rapidly as he realised what was happening. Not again. Rapture slides himself between Razzies legs, pressing himself up against the smaller who was awfully exposed, the only thin layer of fabric and the hoodie kept him safe from his abuser. But this didn’t make him feel any safer as the mockingly gentle kisses along his neck turned rougher and were replaced with bruising bites. He winces making a soft noise, wether it was of pain or pleasure he couldn’t even tell himself, but the way Rapture didn’t stop showed he didn’t care either way.
“D-dad I don’t-.. please no,” Razzies responds meekly using his hands to press on the others chest trying to distance them slightly he didn’t want his hands on his body again. It didn’t feel like love. Rapture seem to pause pulling back slightly as he gently presses his hips to Razzies grinding forward slowly to draw a confused moan out of the smaller.
“Really? Your body tells me otherwise, so excited” Raptures cooed kissing his cheek as a hand gently rubs over his covered member which grabs Razzies attention at the suddenly glaring obvious, but unwanted, arousal. Why did his body react like this he didn’t want this, but if it was, maybe he did? Maybe this is just what love is like. He squeezed his eyes shut as if trying to leave the room with sheer force of thought, he felt Raptures fingers dip into his boxers running over his hips and thighs before removing his boxers as well leaving him in nothing but a hoodie. He tried to hide, he really did, pulling the hoodie over his bottom half he shook his head squeezing his thighs together, he couldn’t talk the words wouldn’t come out of his mouth.
“No?” Rapture mockingly asked as he grabbed Razzies wrists with bruising force, “Your lucky I don’t break it,” he says suddenly yanking the others hands above their head and pinning him. Razzie squirmed as Rapture let him go hand moving back down and grabbing his thigh, his large hand practically wrapped around his entire thigh making him realise how small and defenceless he was.
“Now, this can go either two ways, you behave for me and I’ll prep you and make sure this is painless or you can be brat and ill break your hands.” Rapture hummed falsely comforting the other by rubbing their hip. Razzie pouts softly looking away, it’s never gone this far before, he couldn’t help but cry softly as his hands curled up to chest losing any sort of defence he would’ve had. The submissive move gave Rapture all the permission he didn’t need, as his hands began to wonder again.
“Good boy, right choice Razzie, I’m so glad you know what to do.” Razzie barely responded squeezing his eyes shut, the praise felt so wrong and disgusting. Everything about this felt awful he hated this so much, he wanted his mum. Hands moved gingerly over his member using the pre-cum to coat his fingers, before moving down and pressing a finger against his entrance. Razzie couldn’t help the soft disgruntled noise that quickly shifted to a moan as Rapture enters him slowly. Despite the comforting gentleness this still felt horrible, Razzies tail shifts uncomfortable curling the barb up once again like he’s been trained keeping the weapon neatly hidden, despite the natural instinct to flare and be defensive. Rapture moved slowly watching Razzie squirm and moan underneath him, his body not knowing how to react and being over stimulated with the new sensations.
Razzies jaw dropped panting and moaning as the other began to speed up, he didn’t know what to do. Flinching he felt Rapture gently press their mouths together pulling the smaller into a kiss, catching Razzie completely off guard, but unfortunately this wasn’t new to him. His mouth opened instinctually allowing Rapture to slip his tongue in kissing him deeply, they squirmed moaning into the kiss feeling so confused. He should hate this he should! But he can’t help but moan and whimper, his body enjoyed it so why couldn’t his brain? Razzie held Rapture gently as he felt himself began to near an awful climax but before he could Rapture had pulled himself away, leaving Razzie panting looking up at him dazzed and confused. Rapture couldn’t help but snicker slightly as Razzie cried more the pleasure fleeting and euphoria depleting left him feeling empty. Thank fuck. Despite the fact he would never curse in real life, god forbid his father heard, he did inside his head, the emptiness was amazing a break from the confusing violation let him catch his breath. Cool tears ran down his face and he suddenly realised how hot he was sticky and uncomfortable his hoodie latching to his body uncomfortable and the singlet underneath adding to the heat.
Razzie threw his head back against the bed the soft pillow underneath bracing the impact, paying his father no attention he tried to calm down but the tears wouldn’t stop. Luckily Rapture had no intention of mocking him in this moment the fragile kid underneath tearing himself apart was satisfactory enough at least for now. Rapture knew this awful punishment poorly disguised as a reward would stick, haunt him for however long his brain let it burn into him. Though watching his own son cry and try to calm himself in what he knew was a panic attack was awfully arousing and disgustingly appealing. He watched as Razzie writhed and wriggled rubbing his fore arm over his eye to dry the damp tears on his face before he began unbuckling his belt with swift skill.
Clack tink rattle
The sound of the belt alerted Razzie from his dazed confusion and he didn’t realise he already began dissociating, sitting up with sudden urgency the only noise that let his mouth was a soft whimper. Rapture with unnerving gentleness gently shushed and cooed to Razzie gently pushing him back down onto the bed, the kid could only gently grab onto the force with weak disapproval his world and surroundings disappearing from under him. He was thrusted back into reality as Rapture pushed into him jostling his small body with the sudden force, it was less pain and more shock that caused him to squeal and start wriggling, but pain definitely more pain as he suddenly realised what was happening. Razzie look up at Rapture with wide eyes and a deer in headlights expression.
“Sir- dad please- please- dad! Please I can- cant- please I’m sorry” The words poured out of his mouth like a waterfall as the only thing Razzie could do was beg and take it as he was used. Rapture smiles looking down at him drinking in his panicked expression, words and breathless begs like some predator. Razzie words devolved into sobs of nothingness, the first thrust hurt but not to bad and all he could do was squeeze his eyes shut as it became faster. Soft moans and breathless whimpers accompanied his sobs as he could barely focus. Rapture kissed at Razzies neck his sharp teeth teasing and threatening to bite as the rhythm of his thrusts jostled the bed. The first time Rapture sunk his teeth into his neck Razzie could only respond with garbled moans his hands tightening around his father in a desperate manner. Trying to both ground himself and stop the onslaught of abuse, but it didn’t help of course it didn’t, shy of someone coming in Razzie didn’t think this would ever end. He could feel the blood on his neck and dampening his pillow, between the blood and tears his pillow would be soaked and all he could clearly think was how he’d have to change his bed sheets, what a silly thing to focus on.
“Come on Raz~ focus,” Rapture could see the glossy look in his eyes and wasn’t too happy with that, he wanted him to remember this, it was important. Razzie whined and perked his head up to Rapture before feeling his mouth get violated by a tongue as he attempted to respond. Razzie could only respond weakly to the kiss as his body verge on over stimulation. Oh God no don’t make him ,,, he couldn’t even think it, it felt so gross, he didn’t want to enjoy this. As Rapture pulled away from the kiss he couldn’t help but taunt Razzie a smirk gracing his features,
“Yeah, you like this? I bet you love the way I make you feel, huh? Falling apart underneath me, moaning and crying just begging for more.” Razzie attempted to deny the accusations but unfortunately his body had other ideas responding accordingly to the stimulation he couldn’t help but cum, the orgasm over whelmed as he arched his back off the bed and cried out. A hand covered the smallers mouth muffling the noise “Shh don’t wanna alert your sisters, now do we?” Rapture mockingly asked as he continued, making Razzie cry and moaning into the others’ hand, enduring the rest of this punishment.
Razzie felt his mind slip in and out of consciousness as the overstimulation continued, the abuse continued, he couldn’t figure out how long Rapture went at it before he finally finished. Filling Razzie up with a warm, violating liquid, sticky and gross, he couldn’t help but whine at the feeling frowning in disapproval at, THAT, it felt so much worse than swallowing it. Disgust and guilt continued to build within him as Rapture pulled away seemingly satisfied for now, clack tink rattle, it was over fucking finally. Razzie curled up, he couldn’t even muster getting up and getting into the shower but he felt someone, Rapture, pick him up. Warm water almost felt like needles pricking at his skin due to over stimulation but as it washed away everything he couldn’t decide if the blood, tears, sweat or cum was the best to get rid of. Tired, so tired, his eyes where already closed but the arms around him washing his body the shower-bath was some what comforting. He wanted his mum though he didn’t want the man who hurt him so bad to be helping him, despite the lack of safety he fell asleep he couldn’t hold onto consciousness any longer.