“Its your turn to be punished, Nii-san”
“Oi, Yukio. You don’t seem to be yourself. What’s wrong with you?” Rin reaches out to hold onto Yukio’s shoulders but Yukio just brushed them aside.
“You ask why am I like this? This is all your doing, Nii-san.” His voice was leveled and his eyes fixated on Rin’s but there is a tinge of sexiness in his voice.
Yukio threw Rin off the bed. Rin lands on a pile of wooden boxes at the corner of the room. Blood oozes out from his nose. He wipes it off with the back of his hand. As he looks back up, Yukio was already standing in front of him and suddenly grabbed his hair and lifted him up.
“You want to know a secret that I am hiding, nii-san?” Yukio pauses and lets his other hand graze a finger across Rin’s chest and continues. “Actually, I get excited when I see blood.”
Rin’s eyes widened. Never did he think that his younger brother had this kind of secret. His brother who works his ass off whenever no one is looking, the crybaby, the one who gets scared in the dark had something like this kept in secret. Lost in his thoughts, Rin did not notice Yukio’s fist hitting him hard on the face and knocking him across the room. One moment, Yukio was still far away from him, the next moment he appears right beside him.
Yukio positioned himself on top of Rin to prevent him from escaping. Pinning him on the rumbles scattered on the floor. He lowered his head and bit Rin’s ears. It was clear that Rin is groaning in pain, and Yukio on the other hand was enjoying himself. He sees the wound on Rin’s chest, and then he slowly moves his head and cleans the wound by licking it with his tongue. For Rin, Yukio’s warm tongue was sending chills all through out his body. Yukio was gripping Rin’s back and digging his nails hard into Rin’s skin. He was like a wild animal savoring every inch of his prey.
Yukio’s other hand was slowly slipping towards Rin’s private part. But instead of getting hold of it immediately, he ran his hand back up and pinched Rin’s nipple. Every groan that Rin makes, the more Yukio goes rougher, more sadistic. Flames suddenly erupted from Rin’s body creating a light which blinded Yukio. He then seizes this moment to push Yukio away, throwing him to the floor.
Yukio pushes himself up and looks at the crimson dyed body which stands in front of him. He was getting more aroused than before, even Rin’s uneven breathing excites him. He could see the wounds closing themselves fast but the pain on Rin’s face was still visible. One thing went into his mind.
I should tie him up that cross where he placed me earlier. That way, I could dominate him more, force him to undergo suffering without him being able to defend himself
“Are you trying to kill me?! I know you are just trying to fulfill what your body wants but this is getting worse. You don’t seem to be my brother anymore. You seem to be more like a different person.”
“Then that means, you really don’t know me, Nii-san.”
Without warning Yukio jumps at Rin knocking both of them on the ground.
“You need to be punished for doing all those things to me.” Yukio smiles in a very sadistic and perverted manner.
Rin tries to punch Yukio but his hands were caught by Yukio before it even hits.
“You had your time in controlling me, its now my turn to do the same thing to you.”
“This is not the same! Did not hurt you as much as you are hurting me right now.”
“Damare! Nii-san!” Yukio knocks the cross down using his flames and drags Rin towards it.
Rin struggled, but Yukio moved swiftly therefore injuring Rin’s leg and dislocating his arm. Rin lets out a sharp painful cry. And Yukio harshly drags him towards the cross and ties him on it.
“I am already past the point of no return, far over my limit. Even your defense has crumbled.” Yukio whispered in Rin’s ear, placing his other hand on top of the dislocated arm.
Rin lets out another howl as Yukio puts the arm back in place. Yukio stands up and picks up the kurikara that is leaning on the wall right beside the bed. He gripped it with is right hand and shifted it to the other, pulling the sword out of its sheath. He throws the sheath on the bed and walked towards Rin with the sword on his hand.
He held Rin’s face with his free hand and passionately kissed Rin on the lips. Distracted by the kiss, Rin was unable to prepare himself for the pain that suddenly hit his left thigh. The kurikara was slowly being pushed deeper into his thigh. He lets out a long painful scream, the color being flushed away from his face. He looks up and sees Yukio smiling menacingly over him, driving the sword deep with his two hands.