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They were at their hometown a few hours later. They weren’t in a faraway country anyway and they had been sent back by the devil’s private jet.
Luis kept asking him about what had happened. He couldn’t tell the truth, but he also couldn’t lie. He ended up saying it was something related to one of his projects from his old job, which wasn’t a lie. He told Luis not to tell the company about it. They would tell them they had been chilling somewhere in the days of their free time. He had to lie to the CEO, but a lie was the least of his problems right now.
The taxi dropped Luis off at his place first. He really wished for everyone to be in their own homes not in his, but he knew that would be impossible. They had probably slept there the whole days of his disappearance.
Going into the elevator and pushing the button of his floor, he looked in the mirror. He looked like a body without a soul, or even worse. Dark circles were visible under his eyes, and he hadn’t eaten anything for the past few days. It wasn’t like he could down anything after witnessing someone being tortured, mainly because of his delayed actions.
Slapping his cheeks a few times to bring some color to his paler than usual face and failing, he sighed deeply and walked out of the elevator, toward the door of his apartment. He was two digits in when the door opened furiously from the inside. On any other day, he would at least yelp, but now he didn’t even have the energy to be shocked.
Looking up, he saw Edwin’s face for less than a second before the tall and slim figure jumped forward and hugged him as tight as he could, crying. Aiden looked ahead and saw five pairs of eyes on them. They were all there. Detaching Edwin from himself, he smiled a half-broken smile at him and walked past him inside the place. The next person to just randomly jump on him was his brother, Max. This one was even more eager and circled himself around his body completely. He was in pain. His stomach, his head, his whole being hurt, and people just kept hugging him out of nowhere.
He waited until the younger let go of him before he resumed walking toward the bedroom. He didn’t waste any time in getting rid of his clothes and going into the bathroom, locking the glass door, and closing the blinds behind himself. He wanted to be alone, floating in the warm water of the bathtub in the peaceful silence. He desperately wished for the images to leave his head. He could still hear the screams in his ears clearly, like the girl was standing right next to him, begging him to do something, to help him. He felt like suffocating. He hated himself for ever having learned to hack. He hated himself for waiting those two days. He just hated himself in general at that moment and he didn’t want to get out of the tub cos then he had 6 people he had to answer to and right now, he hated all of them and every other human being on the planet as well.
After what seemed like nearly an hour, he finally went out. He didn’t bother with a towel and just put on clean clothes, wetting the clothes as well. The material got stuck on his body, which irritated him, but he didn’t do anything about it.
Dragging his feet on the floor, he went to the kitchen without looking around. Opening the frig, he felt like puking even looking at any kind of food, especially the meat. He had seen enough meat being torn apart for the rest of his life. He couldn’t even think about eating those right now. Closing it without taking anything out, he let himself fall on the chair and took a chocolate bar out of the cabin. Ripping the package apart with his teeth and biting a small piece, he forced himself to swallow it but found out it was not a good idea cos he could feel his stomach burn. He threw the chocolate away and looked up in front of him.
His eyes landed on Edwin, who was standing by the TV, observing his every move with those big eyes while fiddling with his fingers. He knew he should’ve been yearning for the younger, but he just wasn’t. He just… he just didn’t feel anything at the moment.
“Glad they left.” He forced the words out of himself.
Edwin bit on his lower lip before starting to take slow, hesitant steps toward him. “They… figured you’d want to rest for now.” His voice was low and quiet. Every action of his was with so much hesitance.
“What are you so stiff for? I’m not gonna kill you for talking.” He said in his dead, robotic voice.
“I… don’t know. You just didn’t seem to want me to hug you, so I don’t know… I don’t wanna pressure you.”
Aiden hummed and stood up. He went back to the bedroom, crawled under the covers, and drifted off to dreamland soon after that. He didn’t realize how Edwin sat on the edge of the bed, watching him with worried, teary eyes.
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It had been almost a week since Aiden had come back. Luis didn’t say anything other than they were chilling somewhere, no matter how many times they asked him. And Aiden? Well, he would sleep for most of the day, then go out alone to god knows where and come back to sleep again. He hadn’t even gotten close to Edwin once the whole time, and the couple of times that the younger had wanted to start something, he would just push him away. Edwin had intended to give him time to calm down, to be ready to talk to him, but the singer didn’t seem to want to do that anytime soon. Aiden was drowning and all of them could see that. He had to force things out of Aiden again.
Changing the passcode of the apartment in case Aiden decided to run away much like he had been doing every time the topic came up, he sat next to his boyfriend who was watching one of the saw movies on TV. He was quite shocked to see Aiden stopping on this channel cos normally he would never watch disgusting stuff like this.
Taking the remote from the older’s hand and turning the TV off, he didn’t even get confronted with any objection. It was like Aiden wasn’t really watching it after all. He seemed to be deeply drowned in his own head.
“Aiden.” He called him gently.
“Aiden, baby-” Edwin caressed the side of Aiden’s bicep.
The other jerked upon feeling his fingers on himself, pushed Edwin away, then looked at him with widened eyes while panting. His eyebrows had a deep frown on them, and then it seemed like the whole situation made sense to him as he held his hand out for Edwin to grab and made the younger sit up properly again.
“I’m sorry. You scared me.” He let go of Edwin’s hand as soon as the other was balanced.
“It’s okay. Aiden…”
The other hummed while looking at the black TV screen.
“Why don’t you tell me about what happened? Where were you? Why was your phone off the whole time? Who were those men that took you?”
Aiden turned his head slowly to him. “Men? How do you know about that?” He asked a question but didn’t carry the tone.
“Vincent called me. Said he saw a bunch of giant men taking you to some shady place. He even sent us the location. We were about to report to the police when we got your coded message.”
“Who’s Vinc- Oh! Vincent!”
Edwin was surprised. How could Aiden not know who Vincent was! The older was very fond of the blond boy and had been constantly worried about him.
“Yeah… So, would you tell me what happened, please?” He placed his palm on top of Aiden’s hand that was resting on the couch next to his thigh. He had lost a lot of weight. It was really obvious with how he felt the older’s bones under his palm.
“There’s nothing to tell.” Aiden just simply took his hand away and intertwined his own fingers together.
“Look at yourself, babe. You’re not eating much, nearly starving yourself. And when you eat, it’s just a small piece of fruit or chocolate. And you’re sleeping like 23 hours out of 24!” He moved a bit closer slowly, not wanting to drive Aiden away. “You know you can talk to me. I won’t judge. Please. I wanna be able to help.”
He heard a low chuckle, and Aiden looked at him again. Tilting his head while staring at him, like he was analyzing his facial features or something. Eyes jumping from one spot to the other and then his gaze moved to other parts of his body. It was like Edwin was his prey. He didn’t like it. He didn’t like the way Aiden was looking at him, made him feel small. The look was unfamiliar and annoying and made him lose the patience that he had learned to have while working as a doctor.
He stood up and walked toward the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of wine and gulping it all down in one go. It seemed like a dead-end this time. There was a thick layer of wall, one that no one could get through unless Aiden himself decided to let them. Placing his glass on the corner of the counter and placing his palms on the surface, putting his weight on them, he sighed before speaking again.
“We’re worried, Aiden. You disappeared. For 4 days. Only telling us you’re fine by sending codes to Ian. Even Luis is not saying anything. How are we supposed to-” Edwin was still not done talking when he felt Aiden hugging him from behind. At first, he thought it was just a hug, but Aiden wrapped his arms tighter around him and moved his palms all over his body. Soon, one of the older’s hands found its way under his shirt and roamed over his skin until the index finger brushed his nipple.
“What are you doing?! We’re not done talking yet.” He said as he tried to push Aiden away. He was being serious, but the other seemed to not care at all.
He felt Aiden pressing his body flush to his back before a tongue started drawing paths on the skin of his neck. He wasn’t turned on. In fact, he was annoyed.
“Aiden. Stop. STOP!” He shouted and finally managed to push the muscular man away from his body and turned to face him with a deep frown. “What are you doing!? Is this a joke to you?”
Aiden had that look on his face. That carefree look that could sometimes drive Edwin crazy when the situation was serious, but the older didn’t seem to give a single fuck. That look.
The man closed the distance again and wrapped his arms around him.
“What?! Everything’s over now. I’m here. It doesn’t matter anymore.” He buried his head in the crook of the younger’s neck and inhaled his scent. He had missed this scent so much. He had thought he could never smell or hug or feel the guy in his arms ever again a few times during the few days, but now that he was having him close, nothing mattered. He just wanted him. He needed him to forget. To forget the thing he had done. Although no one needed to know about it and the guilt still didn’t leave him be.
“I love your scent. Makes me wish I was a vampire so I could bite your flesh and taste you thoroughly.” He bit rather hard on Edwin’s shoulder after saying that, and that made the younger actually yelp in pain. Pure pain, no pleasure to it whatsoever.
Edwin didn’t have time to react before he was roughly turned around like a doll and bent over so that his chest laid flat on the kitchen counter. He was held down by the hand on the side of his head, pushing his face to the cold stone.
It was all strange. From the moment he had seen Aiden, the older had been strange. And now this. Aiden was not someone who would treat him like this. He felt like he was being molested. He was really sure that Aiden’s teeth had left a clear scar on his shoulder earlier as it was still stinging and now his face was really being pushed to the hard surface like he was being punished for something he hadn’t even done.
Aiden leaned down until his lips were by Edwin’s ear. “Be a good boy and let me fuck you like this.” He sucked his earlobe in his mouth, and normally Edwin would be losing his mind already, but not this time.
This time, his mind was cautious and confused, and he just didn’t seem to get turned on by anything. If it was their normal act, he would be a moaning mess, even asking Aiden to treat him rough, but this felt different. Aiden felt different.
“Aiden-” He tried to oppose but Aiden didn’t wait for him again as he simply tugged his head back by the hair and bit into his neck at the same spot, face still pushed to the counter. Aiden sucked hard on his skin and he could feel it moving between the older’s teeth.
While his neck and shoulder were being literally abused and left with so many dark red and purple marks that would last probably two weeks with how rough they were, he felt Aiden’s other hand traveling down between his legs, unzipping his jeans. As soon as the zipper was undone, Aiden let go of him completely and removed his jeans and underwear, leaving him in his loose T-shirt only.
The rough fingers didn’t return in Edwin’s hair. He started wondering what Aiden was up to, as he couldn’t really see behind himself in the position he was at ,when he felt the familiar tongue of his boyfriend playing with him and soon after that, entering him without any kind of warning. It was all so fast, happened like there was some sort of time limit to it, and had to be done as soon as possible. His arms that were spread on the counter next to him until then, found their way to the edge above his head, holding onto it for dear life. Sure, it was just a tongue, but it could feel weird, and a bit painful even, when you weren’t turned on one bit with a million thoughts going on in your head.
“Stop… we shouldn’t be doing this right now.” He made his voice as firm as he could, but his message didn’t seem to have been delivered well.
“Aide-” He wasn’t even able to finish the name when two fingers entered him. His eyes opened as wide as they were capable of, and he gasped in shock at the sudden action. Aiden didn’t waste any time as he curled his fingers and hit the spot he knew by heart dead on in the first go.
Edwin screamed, more of pain than pleasure. “Den, Aiden, stop. What are you doi-” Another hit and his grip on the edges tightened, making his knuckles go white.
Aiden stood up and leaned close to him, his fingers moving fast and hitting every time, leaving a not-so-turned on Edwin trembling a bit.
“Why? You don’t want me to touch you?” His voice was a breathy whisper. Edwin could tell that the older was already rock hard from the looks of it.
“I-it’s not that,” He groaned as another finger entered him. “We should finish our talk first.” He found himself moaning suddenly. The fingers moving skillfully as ever were making his body temperature go high bit by bit. He felt the blood starting to rush down. His lips parted and he let out a shaky breath. “We- we shouldn’t do this now…” His voice was weak. And his body was starting to like the movement of the fingers, so roughly abusing his prostate. He was turned on a bit now, but still not enough to endure the kind of pressure that was being applied on the spot. One particular extra curl of fingers hurt way more than it should and he found his body wanting to curl up, but that resulted in the friction to be way more, causing the pain to become way worse, and instead, he hid his face in the cold surface and between his arms.
“Slow— down… it hurts.”
The digits did not slow down. Instead, extra fingers curled around his erection, squeezing him painfully for a few seconds, making him bite on his lower lip harshly, before Aiden started stroking him fast from the very start. Again, any other time and he would have come already, but this time, it almost felt like he wanted to cry. He was a psychiatrist. He knew not to surrender when he didn’t want to do something but was there anything he could do right now? Aiden’s whole weight was on him, pressing his body on the kitchen counter as both his hands were busy with his lower parts and leaving several kisses and licks on his cheek and shoulder.
The fingers slowed down a bit, and that actually made Edwin’s body get warmer, his mind getting clouded a bit by the pleasure that was finally showing itself. He heard Aiden’s voice as a whisper near his ear again, hot breath tickling his skin.
“The lube is too far away. I want you to take me raw. You’ll be a good kitten and take it, am I right?” The words were followed by a lick on his lips as the fingers left him completely.
Edwin was stressed, even a bit scared. He had never taken Aiden, or anyone, raw before. His boyfriend was rather huge in size and even with lube, it was hard to adjust to without proper prep. Aiden seemed too eager in his actions as, seconds after that, he felt his huge member filling him in one move. It hurt. His lower back hurt and his butt hurt even more. The action had been smooth, but the whole length had entered him in one swing nevertheless, causing his insides to burn like there was an actual fire in there. He was panting, arms weak from the pressure he had applied in his grip during the past minutes. Suddenly, he felt his hands being removed from the edges of the counter and held at his sides. Aiden gripped his arms straight by his body, held them there by the wrists, and started thrusting into him. Slow at first, but picking up the pace with each and every thrust. Edwin curved his spine and lifted his head from the counter, moaning at the sensation. He was turned on, but the friction was too much. After so long not having Aiden inside, taking him like this was a bit too much for his slim body without lube. It seemed like Aiden didn’t like the fact that Edwin’s upper body wasn’t flush against the surface anymore as he crossed his arms behind Edwin’s back, held them like that with one of his hands, and pushed him back on the now warm surface. Following that, he forced Edwin’s head down again with his other hand, restraining him completely and beginning to pound into him mercilessly.
The pleasure kept building up inside Edwin. It was still rough. He loved rough, but with his lover, not the stranger that was inside him now, but he decided he should let his body relax at this point. There was no way he could fight against the strong hold that somehow seemed stronger than all the times before.
Aiden kept thrusting into him, fast, hard, and deep, making sure he would hit all the sensitive parts and making Edwin scream in both pleasure and pain with each of them. He himself was moaning louder than he usually would. Edwin’s arms hurt a bit at the grip on his back and he tried freeing them, but the grip got even tighter, so he just curled his fingers around the hand that was holding him there like that; all vulnerable and without a chance to flee. When the pleasure was at its highest and Edwin was about to come, Aiden put his hand on his mouth, covering his nose as well.
Edwin’s eyes widened at the realization that he couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t breathe and he was about to come, which usually meant he needed more intakes of air, but now no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get air in. The pleasure kept building up more and more by the now rougher and deeper thrusts, the hand on his back holding his arms in an iron grip and the hand on his mouth and nose, blocking his air. His eyes rolled back, and he whimpered in the palm nonstop, and soon after that, he came so intensely that he had never experienced before. Aiden held the hand on his face for a couple of seconds into his orgasm and then let go of him completely after that. Edwin started inhaling dramatically, making up for all the air that he had lost, lifting his body from the counter a bit for his chest and lungs to have a proper space with his shaking arms. Not being able to hold himself up for long, he ended up falling on the counter again unwillingly, still panting with a dry throat.
He was still full, meaning that Aiden hadn’t come. And then suddenly, like all the other actions during the past half an hour, he was lifted up in the air. He closed his eyes, trying to collect himself a bit from the strangest orgasm he had ever had in his life. He found himself on the soft sheets, finally his back feeling a bit at ease, but the feeling didn’t last much as Aiden was inside of him again the second they were on the bed. It took Aiden a good amount of thrusts to finally come inside him and leave him in his sore and extremely over-sensitive state. And then he pulled out, kissed Edwin in a sloppy open-mouthed kiss, and let himself fall on the sheets next to him, falling asleep not long after.
It was like Aiden had pressed the switch and turned off his body to fall unconscious just as fast as that. The whole situation was really, really odd. Edwin stretched his hand to pick the tissues from the nightstand and cleaned himself up, something he was doing himself for the first time. Aiden had always done the aftercare until then. Falling back on the bed and turning to Aiden who was now curled into a ball like a baby with his mouth parted a bit, he found himself wanting to cry again. Had something happened to his lover the few days they had basically kidnapped him? The whole 40 minutes of literally fucking him against his will were nothing like the Aiden he knew. Even in his days at the hospital, he had never shown any behavior like this.
Moving closer to the older, he curled his arm around Aiden and kissed his forehead. He closed his eyes, trying to sleep as well cos he knew tomorrow would be a long day.
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