Handle with care [Chapter 5]
Title: Handle with care
Author: Axraxshi
Pairing: Matsumiya, Sakumiya (supposed to be, but it’s hardly mentioned)
Summary: When Jun conquered the Neen Kingdom, the castle and its lands weren’t the only prize that he received
Disclaimer: Don’t own the boys, just the retarded-ly named kingdoms
[Prologue] [Chapter 1] [Chapter 2][ Chapter 3] [Chapter 4]
AN: Let me count the number of months that has passed since the last chapter...I'm really sorry for leaving you hanging, but a year ago I decided to scrap the story because it didn't seem very popular. I'm been going through my old files and realized that I've actually written some chapters which haven't been uploaded yet which is why I'm posting them now. To apologize for the long wait, I've decided to upload two chapters!
Warning: NC-16 scenes
Chapter 5:
Life as a slave may be tough, but it did have a silver lining to it, small, but there is still one. Nino had made many friends in the amount of time he spent in the castle. Together with Aiba and Ohno, they had managed to befriend some of the other servants despite the previous hostility amongst them, and having grown up in a tower with only Sho for company, Nino did like having more people to talk to.
Their hatred for Prince Jun must have been the sole reason why Nino was now able to cheekily steal a French fry off the plate of another servant without being beaten to death by that servant. It was as though that one thing which they all have in common had allowed them to form a close knit community, something which everybody would have declared impossible previously. It seems like the arrival of Nino was the much needed catalyst.
Having other people around who seemed to hate Prince Jun as much as he did managed to lessen his hardship. At least he had somebody to talk to and when the guards weren’t looking, somebody to help with his chores.
Nino could barely manage a smile as Aiba swooped over to help him carry the bucket of pails he was forced to fetch from the river because the DoS prince wanted it for a bath. Following slowly behind the energetic man, Nino wasn’t aware of a certain someone glaring at him from the balcony above….
This cannot be happening. Why were his servants acting so nicely towards his prisoner? Could it be? No! He, Matsumoto Jun, was the ruler of his kingdom, everybody was supposed to listen to him. Him, and nobody else! So why was Aiba helping out that stupid prince from the Neen Kingdom?
Glaring at the two, Jun was boiling at how Aiba helped Nino carry the pails of water. It wasn’t just Aiba. Everybody else seems to be treating his slave nicely. That wasn’t supposed to happen! Nino was supposed to be at the bottom of the social class, everybody was supposed to be treating him like dirt. Why were they helping him…unless…
“No…” whispered Jun to himself. Could it be? They were all going against him? The castle’s servants were rebelling! They want to overthrow him! That would explain why Nino was now bold enough to talk back to him.
It’s all that stupid Nino’s fault. Ever since he came into his castle, he’s been losing his grip over his servants. It all makes sense now, Nino has been trying to win his servants over so that he had the power to overthrow him!
Jun was raged. Storming out of his hiding place, he didn’t even bother to laugh at the shocked faces of his servants as he grabbed Nino roughly by the wrist and dragged him to the centre of the hall. Throwing him against the ground, Jun delivered a swift punch at Nino’s face before the smaller man could even react. The small body landed on the ground with a soft thud as the servants around them gasped in horror.
“This is what happens should any of you decide to go against me,” snarled Jun at the other servants. Grabbing Nino by his collar, Jun yanked the smaller man up before landing a punch on his stomach. He heard his prisoner scream as he continued beating the living crap out of him.
Just as he was about to land another punch on Nino, Jun felt something grab his fist, “Stop!” cried a voice, trying to prevent the prince from hurting the poor Nino anymore, “You’re hurting him!” Jun recognized the servant as Aiba. Jun flung the tall servant aside, furious that someone would stand up to him just to save his prisoner. The other servants started gathering around, shouting at Jun to stop hurting Nino.
“Hurt him?” laughed Jun, glaring at his servants as though daring them to stop him, “I’ll show you hurt,” Anger clouding his judgment, Jun grabbed Nino by the hair and yanked him towards his personal chambers, ignoring the cries and whimpers coming from the other man.
Purposely leaving the door slightly open so that the other servants were clear what was going on, Jun threw Nino onto his king size bed before pulling off his own shirt.
“Think you could go against me?” growled Jun, ripping the dress off Nino, “I’ll show you what happens to people who dare try to overpower me,”
Using some of the ruined fabric to tie Nino’s hands to the headboard, Jun discarded the rest of the clothes on the floor before yanking Nino’s legs apart, earning a loud yelp from his victim.
Without even bothering to prepare Nino or even lubricate himself, Jun thrust himself into the smaller man. The wail that left Nino’s lips were the most piteous thing he had ever heard, reminding Jun that Nino was just a slave, his slave, and he would do whatever it took to remind those around him of Nino’s position. His pace increased exponentially, in sync with Nino’s cries.
Soon enough, the room went quiet, the only sound that could be heard was the slapping of skin as Jun continued with his merciless punishment. Among the sound of skin against skin, Jun thought he heard the sound of droplets splashing against flesh, but he quickly ignored it.
“Look at me!” cried Jun, reaching out to grab Nino’s chin and forcefully turning the other’s head so that they made eye contact.
His heart stopped.
Jun stared at those caramel-chocolate colored eyes, a weird feeling engulfing his chest. Confusion? Remorse? Guilt? He wasn’t sure what it was, but it certainly did not feel good. Jun didn’t know how long he spent looking deep into Nino’s eyes, but that strange sensation that didn’t want to leave made him stop and wondered what he was doing in the first place.
He wanted to hurt Nino.
Right, he wanted to hurt the smaller man for trying to overpower him. Nino was the person who was trying to overthrow him by gaining the support of his servants. He had to show Nino his rightful place. His senses coming back to him, Jun continued violating Nino, wanting to suppress the smaller man as much as he could.
Jun wasn’t sure when the body under him had lost consciousness, but it had been quite some time since his slave stopped struggling against him. Pulling out, Jun fell beside Nino, exhausted as well. Lying on his side so that he was facing Nino, Jun smirked as he knew that he had won. His eyelids were starting to feel rather heavy, and Jun snuggled against his fluffy pillows, ready to go to sleep. The last thing he saw was a single tear that ran down Nino’s pale cheeks, splashing against his bed.
His smirk was wiped right off his face…
“Do…do you guys want to go to town today? A new top shop opened recently,” asked a scrawny little kid with huge glasses. He stood in front of a group of boys, nervously playing with his fingers as he prayed that they would agree to play with him.
The group of five boys looked at him with disgust, some mocking his crooked teeth while the others laughed at how small he was compared to them.
“We have homework to do,” answered one of them, and the rest nodded, gathering their stuff as they left him standing alone in front of their school gate.
Jun pouted, knowing very well that that they wouldn’t agree. Nobody did. None of his classmates wanted to play with him, none of them wanted to be his friend. He was always alone.
Giving them the benefit of the doubt, Jun climbed into his carriage, the driver bringing him to the new toy shop which he mentioned to his friends. His parents had promised to buy him a toy, any toy he liked for not being able to celebrate his birthday with him because they were away in another kingdom. His carriage stopped in front of the store, and just as he was about to climb out, five familiar faces made him freeze in his tracks.
Didn’t they say they had homework? Why are they at the toy store? Why did they lie to him? Thank god none of them spotted him as he yelled at his driver to bring him back to the castle. Head buried in his hands, Jun tried to stop himself from crying. Why were the other kids so cold towards him? His parents might be the rulers of the country, but he was still a little kid just like the rest of them!
Jumping out from his carriage, Jun wanted to run to his parents for comfort but their butler told him they were busy.
As usual.
Disappointed, angry, and most importantly hurt, Jun ran to his room and wrapped himself with his blankets for protection. He wanted to go to sleep and just forget it all, but the shouts that were coming from his window made it impossible for him to sleep.
Going over to the window, Jun wanted to close it when he saw what was happening outside his window. The knights were training on the open field just right under his window. Jun watched, quite fascinated at how the knights were training. But it wasn’t the way the men in amour were sword fighting, nor the way they were riding their horses that interested Jun.
It was the general.
“Get your lazy ass up or I’ll make you run another hundred laps!” shouted the general, pointing his sword at a group of knights who look like they were about to collapse.
Eureka!
His mother had been wrong. Being courteous and saying his ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ weren’t going to get the other kids to be nice to him. His father had been wrong. Sharing his toys with the other kids weren’t going to make them his friends.
The only way was fear and power.
Jun woke up with a start. Glancing around, Jun noted that he was in his room and the sun was rising behind the curtains. He rubbed his head, trying to forget his past. No, why did he have to forget what happened when he was a kid? It taught him a very valuable lesson. In this world, you be trampled on if you’re nice. The only way was to dominate over others.
Sitting up, Jun was about to get dressed when he noted that someone else was lying on his bed. He froze. They were on his bed. They weren’t wearing any shirts. Jun peeked under the blankets, he didn’t have his pants on. Could it be?
“No...” sighed Jun. He had slept with someone, a man nonetheless. Jun tried to think back to last night, to what had driven him to make love to someone. He never bothered with relationships, not to mention having a significant other, so what so special about this person that made him want to give him his first time.
Jun took a closer look at the other man on the bed. He swore his heart stopped beating for several seconds. He was gorgeous, more gorgeous than Jun himself if he was willing to admit. Maybe it wasn’t so bad having such a pretty first. Hesitantly, Jun reached out to touch the person’s soft looking skin, feeling as though he was committing a crime. Inch by inch, Jun moved closer until his hand was cupping the other man’s face. He was really pretty, but he seemed familiar, had he seen him somewhere before?
He continued to caress the other man’s face, unsure of who this beautiful person was, nor how he knew him, when suddenly his brain registered the face of the person sleeping beside him. As though he had been burnt, Jun withdrew his hand in the blink of an eye as he tried to put as much distance between him and Nino.
Jumping off the bed, Jun dashed into his walk-in cupboard, wanting to cover his bare body before fleeing from his room. Oh god, why did he have so many clothes?!
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AN: So this is the obligatory rape chapter that seems like a must in any story I write (come on, brain, you can do better).
Author: Axraxshi
Pairing: Matsumiya, Sakumiya (supposed to be, but it’s hardly mentioned)
Summary: When Jun conquered the Neen Kingdom, the castle and its lands weren’t the only prize that he received
Disclaimer: Don’t own the boys, just the retarded-ly named kingdoms
[Prologue] [Chapter 1] [Chapter 2][ Chapter 3] [Chapter 4]
AN: Let me count the number of months that has passed since the last chapter...I'm really sorry for leaving you hanging, but a year ago I decided to scrap the story because it didn't seem very popular. I'm been going through my old files and realized that I've actually written some chapters which haven't been uploaded yet which is why I'm posting them now. To apologize for the long wait, I've decided to upload two chapters!
Warning: NC-16 scenes
Chapter 5:
Life as a slave may be tough, but it did have a silver lining to it, small, but there is still one. Nino had made many friends in the amount of time he spent in the castle. Together with Aiba and Ohno, they had managed to befriend some of the other servants despite the previous hostility amongst them, and having grown up in a tower with only Sho for company, Nino did like having more people to talk to.
Their hatred for Prince Jun must have been the sole reason why Nino was now able to cheekily steal a French fry off the plate of another servant without being beaten to death by that servant. It was as though that one thing which they all have in common had allowed them to form a close knit community, something which everybody would have declared impossible previously. It seems like the arrival of Nino was the much needed catalyst.
Having other people around who seemed to hate Prince Jun as much as he did managed to lessen his hardship. At least he had somebody to talk to and when the guards weren’t looking, somebody to help with his chores.
Nino could barely manage a smile as Aiba swooped over to help him carry the bucket of pails he was forced to fetch from the river because the DoS prince wanted it for a bath. Following slowly behind the energetic man, Nino wasn’t aware of a certain someone glaring at him from the balcony above….
This cannot be happening. Why were his servants acting so nicely towards his prisoner? Could it be? No! He, Matsumoto Jun, was the ruler of his kingdom, everybody was supposed to listen to him. Him, and nobody else! So why was Aiba helping out that stupid prince from the Neen Kingdom?
Glaring at the two, Jun was boiling at how Aiba helped Nino carry the pails of water. It wasn’t just Aiba. Everybody else seems to be treating his slave nicely. That wasn’t supposed to happen! Nino was supposed to be at the bottom of the social class, everybody was supposed to be treating him like dirt. Why were they helping him…unless…
“No…” whispered Jun to himself. Could it be? They were all going against him? The castle’s servants were rebelling! They want to overthrow him! That would explain why Nino was now bold enough to talk back to him.
It’s all that stupid Nino’s fault. Ever since he came into his castle, he’s been losing his grip over his servants. It all makes sense now, Nino has been trying to win his servants over so that he had the power to overthrow him!
Jun was raged. Storming out of his hiding place, he didn’t even bother to laugh at the shocked faces of his servants as he grabbed Nino roughly by the wrist and dragged him to the centre of the hall. Throwing him against the ground, Jun delivered a swift punch at Nino’s face before the smaller man could even react. The small body landed on the ground with a soft thud as the servants around them gasped in horror.
“This is what happens should any of you decide to go against me,” snarled Jun at the other servants. Grabbing Nino by his collar, Jun yanked the smaller man up before landing a punch on his stomach. He heard his prisoner scream as he continued beating the living crap out of him.
Just as he was about to land another punch on Nino, Jun felt something grab his fist, “Stop!” cried a voice, trying to prevent the prince from hurting the poor Nino anymore, “You’re hurting him!” Jun recognized the servant as Aiba. Jun flung the tall servant aside, furious that someone would stand up to him just to save his prisoner. The other servants started gathering around, shouting at Jun to stop hurting Nino.
“Hurt him?” laughed Jun, glaring at his servants as though daring them to stop him, “I’ll show you hurt,” Anger clouding his judgment, Jun grabbed Nino by the hair and yanked him towards his personal chambers, ignoring the cries and whimpers coming from the other man.
Purposely leaving the door slightly open so that the other servants were clear what was going on, Jun threw Nino onto his king size bed before pulling off his own shirt.
“Think you could go against me?” growled Jun, ripping the dress off Nino, “I’ll show you what happens to people who dare try to overpower me,”
Using some of the ruined fabric to tie Nino’s hands to the headboard, Jun discarded the rest of the clothes on the floor before yanking Nino’s legs apart, earning a loud yelp from his victim.
Without even bothering to prepare Nino or even lubricate himself, Jun thrust himself into the smaller man. The wail that left Nino’s lips were the most piteous thing he had ever heard, reminding Jun that Nino was just a slave, his slave, and he would do whatever it took to remind those around him of Nino’s position. His pace increased exponentially, in sync with Nino’s cries.
Soon enough, the room went quiet, the only sound that could be heard was the slapping of skin as Jun continued with his merciless punishment. Among the sound of skin against skin, Jun thought he heard the sound of droplets splashing against flesh, but he quickly ignored it.
“Look at me!” cried Jun, reaching out to grab Nino’s chin and forcefully turning the other’s head so that they made eye contact.
His heart stopped.
Jun stared at those caramel-chocolate colored eyes, a weird feeling engulfing his chest. Confusion? Remorse? Guilt? He wasn’t sure what it was, but it certainly did not feel good. Jun didn’t know how long he spent looking deep into Nino’s eyes, but that strange sensation that didn’t want to leave made him stop and wondered what he was doing in the first place.
He wanted to hurt Nino.
Right, he wanted to hurt the smaller man for trying to overpower him. Nino was the person who was trying to overthrow him by gaining the support of his servants. He had to show Nino his rightful place. His senses coming back to him, Jun continued violating Nino, wanting to suppress the smaller man as much as he could.
Jun wasn’t sure when the body under him had lost consciousness, but it had been quite some time since his slave stopped struggling against him. Pulling out, Jun fell beside Nino, exhausted as well. Lying on his side so that he was facing Nino, Jun smirked as he knew that he had won. His eyelids were starting to feel rather heavy, and Jun snuggled against his fluffy pillows, ready to go to sleep. The last thing he saw was a single tear that ran down Nino’s pale cheeks, splashing against his bed.
His smirk was wiped right off his face…
“Do…do you guys want to go to town today? A new top shop opened recently,” asked a scrawny little kid with huge glasses. He stood in front of a group of boys, nervously playing with his fingers as he prayed that they would agree to play with him.
The group of five boys looked at him with disgust, some mocking his crooked teeth while the others laughed at how small he was compared to them.
“We have homework to do,” answered one of them, and the rest nodded, gathering their stuff as they left him standing alone in front of their school gate.
Jun pouted, knowing very well that that they wouldn’t agree. Nobody did. None of his classmates wanted to play with him, none of them wanted to be his friend. He was always alone.
Giving them the benefit of the doubt, Jun climbed into his carriage, the driver bringing him to the new toy shop which he mentioned to his friends. His parents had promised to buy him a toy, any toy he liked for not being able to celebrate his birthday with him because they were away in another kingdom. His carriage stopped in front of the store, and just as he was about to climb out, five familiar faces made him freeze in his tracks.
Didn’t they say they had homework? Why are they at the toy store? Why did they lie to him? Thank god none of them spotted him as he yelled at his driver to bring him back to the castle. Head buried in his hands, Jun tried to stop himself from crying. Why were the other kids so cold towards him? His parents might be the rulers of the country, but he was still a little kid just like the rest of them!
Jumping out from his carriage, Jun wanted to run to his parents for comfort but their butler told him they were busy.
As usual.
Disappointed, angry, and most importantly hurt, Jun ran to his room and wrapped himself with his blankets for protection. He wanted to go to sleep and just forget it all, but the shouts that were coming from his window made it impossible for him to sleep.
Going over to the window, Jun wanted to close it when he saw what was happening outside his window. The knights were training on the open field just right under his window. Jun watched, quite fascinated at how the knights were training. But it wasn’t the way the men in amour were sword fighting, nor the way they were riding their horses that interested Jun.
It was the general.
“Get your lazy ass up or I’ll make you run another hundred laps!” shouted the general, pointing his sword at a group of knights who look like they were about to collapse.
Eureka!
His mother had been wrong. Being courteous and saying his ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ weren’t going to get the other kids to be nice to him. His father had been wrong. Sharing his toys with the other kids weren’t going to make them his friends.
The only way was fear and power.
Jun woke up with a start. Glancing around, Jun noted that he was in his room and the sun was rising behind the curtains. He rubbed his head, trying to forget his past. No, why did he have to forget what happened when he was a kid? It taught him a very valuable lesson. In this world, you be trampled on if you’re nice. The only way was to dominate over others.
Sitting up, Jun was about to get dressed when he noted that someone else was lying on his bed. He froze. They were on his bed. They weren’t wearing any shirts. Jun peeked under the blankets, he didn’t have his pants on. Could it be?
“No...” sighed Jun. He had slept with someone, a man nonetheless. Jun tried to think back to last night, to what had driven him to make love to someone. He never bothered with relationships, not to mention having a significant other, so what so special about this person that made him want to give him his first time.
Jun took a closer look at the other man on the bed. He swore his heart stopped beating for several seconds. He was gorgeous, more gorgeous than Jun himself if he was willing to admit. Maybe it wasn’t so bad having such a pretty first. Hesitantly, Jun reached out to touch the person’s soft looking skin, feeling as though he was committing a crime. Inch by inch, Jun moved closer until his hand was cupping the other man’s face. He was really pretty, but he seemed familiar, had he seen him somewhere before?
He continued to caress the other man’s face, unsure of who this beautiful person was, nor how he knew him, when suddenly his brain registered the face of the person sleeping beside him. As though he had been burnt, Jun withdrew his hand in the blink of an eye as he tried to put as much distance between him and Nino.
Jumping off the bed, Jun dashed into his walk-in cupboard, wanting to cover his bare body before fleeing from his room. Oh god, why did he have so many clothes?!
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AN: So this is the obligatory rape chapter that seems like a must in any story I write (come on, brain, you can do better).