Claimed: bent or broken??

Warnings.... ok, guys, no worse than my last smutty chapter, except this one involves a little bit o' blood.. let's just see we *are* dealing with predators, guys. It's bound to happen. No likey, go away. If you liked it so far, go ahead and read.
Feel free to sympathize for Heero, he needs some lovin'.


Wufei stalked through the house, intent to find the source of the noise that had been reaching him for nearly two hours, or possibly more. The light scent of blood teased his senses as well, and he felt confident about what he would find at the end of his search. Two days had passed since the scene with Heero. True to his word, the dragon had left the pilot with Duo, knowing the other preternatural could break Heero faster and still be efficient.

The screams sounded like Heero’s voice, though he’s never heard that sound come from that particular throat.

Wufei paused outside the closed door, listening for a moment. All he could hear were little whimpers, slight sobs that his sensitive ears could catch even through the solid door. The knob turned smoothly, utterly silent as he pushed in just enough to glance around the room. Heero knelt on the floor at the end of the bed, a dark sheet spread under his body. A short chain looped around the bedpost, strung from the loop on a new collar to the sturdy cuffs on his wrists. He was blindfolded again, but not gagged, and a line of tears ran from under the blind to the corners of his mouth. Duo crouched behind him, happily licking at bloody welts that created a ladder up his back. Each long swipe of pink flesh against raw red skin invoked a whimper, a whine, or some other sound, and each little noise called to Wufei. He’d marked this boy and now he wanted to reclaim what was his. Duo turned toward him as he finally entered the room, licking little trails of blood from his lips. He smirked. “What do you say, bitch, for your punishment?”

“Fuck off.”

Wufei caught the raised hand before it could strike Heero. With a raised eyebrow and a wink, he had Duo back away. It left him with plenty of space to kneel behind their new slave. He settled onto sheet behind Heero, grazing his fingers around the wounds. The blood called to him, the same way raw fresh meat called to any predator. He leaned forward, running a rough tongue over the length of the wound, barely pulling away to the next red mark before doing it again. Those beautiful sounds of pain were back, the little whimpers and gasps. His hips started to roll toward Heero’s ass as he grew aroused. Deciding he needed to hear the young human be louder, Wufei set his teeth to either side of a stripe mark and bit into the flesh, starting the bleeding anew.

Heero screamed as the dull edges crushed against the wound. Wufei groaned, letting the taste of blood wash over his tongue and Heero’s pained voice echo in his ears. He needed to fuck his prize, and he needed to do it now. He grabbed Heero’s hips and slanted against the boy’s ass, trying to bury himself, heedless of his own pants. A rolling growl escaped his throat, and quick hands brushed against his skin, pushing the hem of his pants down enough for his thick cock to escape. An instant later he managed to drive into that tight heat, and pounded mercilessly as he groaned and growled around his mouthful of flesh. Harsh sobbing filled the room as Heero’s body succumbed to the will of the dragon, unable to resist anymore.

Wufei slammed into the poor boy’s body a final time, ripping his head away and roaring his climax. He leaned heavily against Heero, panting slightly and swallowing the blood coating his mouth. “Tell me, what do you say to me, my little slut.” He let his tongue feather down to tickle across his bite mark marring the boy’s collar bone. The body shuddered against him, twitching and tightening. “What do you wish of me, my dragon master?” The boy sounded quiet, defeated.

The dragon grinned smugly, catching Duo’s peeved and surprised look. “You need to call me and Duo ‘master’ , as a good pet is supposed to. You will thank me for the use of your body, and Duo for the punishment. You’ll suck him off and won’t try for your own pleasure. Behave, and I might just let those wounds heal tonight. Or they can stay raw for a long time to come.”
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“Wufei- master?” Heero was at a loss for words. He knew what his body was wanting, but didn’t know how he could ask for it- without falling deeper into the game these two were playing. He resisted Duo because he couldn’t not submit to Wufei. He wasn’t sure why though. All he was certain of was each time they fucked him, he craved more. Every time Wufei took command over his body, he felt his control slip away. He was still slightly crying- and didn’t even notice.

“Thank you, Master Duo, for my punishment. I know I deserved it. Master Wufei… thank you for fucking me, for finding use of me. My... my body missed the feel of your cock, my master.”

“Did Duo’s cock not suffice for you, my picky slut?” Wufei’s tone left Heero shivering. He’d said something wrong.

“Masters’ cocks are both fine! I just... I just missed your attentions, Wufei, while you left me alone with Duo. I can’t explain it, but my body needs both of you, I think.” Damn. Whatever these two had started, he couldn’t seem to resist the changes it was making in his body and his mind. How could they change him like this?

“Show Duo how much you like his cock, then. Suck him off, or let him fuck you. Give him the respect a slave gives his master, little slut, or you won’t be getting either of us like that for a while to come. All you’ll get is punishments and chores, no sex, no pleasure, no free time. Understand?”

“Yes, master!” Heero tilted his head a little trying to focus past the blindfold. “May I speak, masters?” He didn’t like the taste of cock- wasn’t even sure if he would ever like sucking them off. But Wufei’s use of his body had made him horny, and wanting to be filled again. He wanted to come, but wouldn’t beg for it.

“Make it quick, boy.” Heero turned towards Duo’s voice. “Can I ask for my master to fill me again? To fuck me like master Wufei did?”

“You can ask, but you haven’t yet earned it. I know you’d rather me use your ass over your mouth. So, for me to fuck your tight ass would be a reward right now, which you haven’t earned tonight. I want you to suck my cock and enjoy it, not merely endure it. And that ring is staying on you- you definitely haven’t earned an orgasm.” The blind was ripped away and Heero stared at the thick long cock before him. “Suck my dick, Heero-slut.”

A flash of disappointment flared through Heero, though he tried not to show it. He wanted to be filled again, filled and fucked. But he had to accept his masters’ choices, so he leaned forward and wrapped open lips around Duo’s cock. He really didn’t want to do this though... A hand crumpled his hair and he tensed, waiting for the thrust deep into his throat. “Try, Heero. Use your tongue, and slide your mouth like this.” The hand guided his head over the flesh in his mouth, instead of holding him still. It helped, and when he flicked his tongue over that odd tasting skin, he heard Duo groan above him. He did it again, except a slower scrape of his tongue, and it made the hand on his head tightened painfully. “You need some practice, but you’re gonna be good at that when I’m done with you. ’Fei, would you be willing to show him how it’s properly done?”

“I’d rather be the dish than dishing it out, Duo. At least with giving head.” Wufei turned to walk out the door. “He has a mission at the end of the week, Maxwell. Make sure he can move and function for it by then.” The door clicked shut and an eerie laugh echoed in the small room.

“Four more days of play and training, my boy. Don’t disappoint either of us.” Heero rolled his eyes up to glance at his owner and master just before Duo pulled free. Whatever thought or question he had, though, was detained as cum splattered across his face. Ah, yes- this was the other reason he didn’t like sucking off Duo. He tended to make a mess of his body. Heero held back his words though. No use angering this master when he still had so much free time to torment him with.

A little voice deemed he try to leave during this next mission, if possible. He didn’t know if he could stay here much longer, and be the soldier he was supposed to be. Escape, if possible, was his next goal.

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A/N :
Okay, thanks.... I got one review (thanks arialee!!),,,, and i know it's been forever since i posted last. month long vacations and a small bit of plot bunny getting run off will do that. please, if you liked or have opinions, anything!! leave me a note!!! This writer desperately needs her reviews. ANd for anyone that actually likes my work, i should be updating my other story this week. I hope. keep an eye out, i have something new incoming to the original section. It's not active, more for reference for a budding RP, but i'd love critiques, reviews, etc.

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