Make Me Scream

This was done as a partial challenge and birthday present for the creator of the Law of Purple Webcomic Jessica Segaard. I will include the link to her webcomic in my profile for those who would like to read more.

Added note- due to content not yet revealed in the comic itself, I did not go into extreme detail on a lot of things and reasons behind this particular act. So if you want to know why the characters reacted the way they did... you'll have to read the comic itself.

Warnings: Yaoi sexual acts, mentions of blood and pain

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Make Me Scream


Synn stared down at the knife in his hand. Memories surged up of events past he longed to forget. Memories of his carefree days when life was what he made it. Memories of a friendship that had meant the world to him. Blue. Synn touched a scar that marked his jaw line into his cheek as memories of his “death” crossed his mind. His red eyes flashed and he gripped the knife tightly before spinning and throwing the knife across the room where it became lodged in the wall.

“Angelika,” he growled softly before turning back to his desk. So caught up in his thoughts, Synn never heard the door slide open, nor did he see a blue skinned hand slip around the corner to dislodge the knife. Green eyes stared forlornly down at the name carved into the blade. Angelika was his.

Synn gasped as an arm snaked around his waist and the blade of the knife pressed against his throat. His eyes widened still farther when a familiar voice whispered in his ear.

“Synn, I know Angelika gave you that scar.” He swallowed hard as he felt the pressure of the intruder’s hand lowering to the growing bulge under his suit. “You really should learn to treat it better…” Synn gasped, his head falling back onto the shoulder of the man who held him tightly. The knife no longer rested at his throat, but he dared not try to escape as the curious fingers flicked over the front of his specially designed suit, looking for something he could not yet see.

“Now, how do I get you out of this suit?” the velvet voice purred in his ear. Synn’s heart pounded; his pulse racing. “The belt?” There was a soft clicking sound as a button was pressed. The belt snapped open along with the suit and a sly chuckle caused warm air to tickle Synn’s sensitive lobe. He shuddered as the hand continued it’s violation of his body, dipping low and cupping him and massaging him. “An easily removable suit… easy to get out of should nature call… for something”

Synn’s face burned as blood filled his face. He moaned as the touch moved to his manhood and began to stroke. He moaned, and hated himself for allowing the pleasure to fill his senses. He hated that he had no control, but the stronger the grip became, the less he fought it. Fire burned inside him and he bucked in the arms of his captor. His eyes closed and he kept his lips tightly closed when the need to scream threatened to take him. His entire being shattered when a wet tongue expertly licked at his ear before lips touched a sensitive spot in the crook of his neck. The hand stopped it’s stroking and the dark chuckle was heard once more.

“Hmm, you seem to have made a mess,” the voice chided. Synn recovered his senses and glared over his shoulder.

“It was your fault, idiot,” he seethed. The arms relaxed slight enough for him to face the intruder. They stood level to each other, sizing each other up. “Blue…” He was forced silent as Blue dropped Angelika and grabbed the sides of Synn’s face, jerking his old friend to him, hungry lips seeking to be sated. His kisses were met with equal passion as his shirt was tugged off him. Synn’s hands buried themselves into the black waves of Blue’s hair.

The emotion overtook them as they fell to their knees on the floor. Blue moaned and Synn groaned, his hands not able to get enough of Blue’s skin under his fingertips. Blues lips devoured the tender skin on Synn’s neck as his head fell back in abandon. They never knew how it happened, but they soon found themselves under the cover of a nearby table. Panting heavily under their passion, they nearly missed the page coming from a radio inside Synn’s helmet.

“Commander Diamond! Blue Fayse has escaped!” Synn and Blue stopped and looked at each other. After a moment, the voice in the radio called out again. “Commander…? Commander…?” Blue blinked.

“Is that your helmet?” Synn rolled his eyes.

“‘Fraid so,” he answered grimly. “I have to answer or they’ll send someone to check on me.” He groaned as he maneuvered himself around Blue to rest an arm on top of the table. Reaching over with his other hand he touched a button on the helmet. “What is it? I’m... busy.” He missed the sardonic grin on Blue’s face as his sly green eyes slid over Synn’s bare stomach and chest. Purposely, he began to pass his fingers over the tempting flesh and lowered his head.

“Some humans… uh… six humans… got on board, freed him, and have taken the remaining Nijai hostage… and something is messing with the cameras. I’ve lost Blue!” Synn tried to concentrate on the broadcasted message as he closed his eyes and bit his lip to keep from crying out as Blue’s lips circled his manhood. “They are headed for Hall 87, sir!”

He masked his moan with a growl as he gripped the table, nearly cracking it under the pressure. “Let Raveneye handle it- if she can’t, send a hall monitor.”

“But what about Blue, sir?” Synn glanced down at the dark haired head bobbing up and down on his lap trying to keep his voice even.

”Don’t worry… I’ll get him.”

“Uh… Yessir!” There was a click and the transmission between them ended. Synn glared down at Blue still moving up and down on his arousal. He placed a hand on the back of Blue’s head.

“I will get you for that.” Blue’s response was muffled by his actions as the sucking motion became too much for Synn to take. He cried out, throwing his head back as crimson colored his face. Breathing heavily, he patiently waited for Blue to pull back before a darkened look passed to his old friend’s face. He was tired of being taken advantage of and humiliated in his own ship… no matter how amazing it was. “That’s it, you. Stay on your knees and turn around!”

Blue wiped at his lips with a perverted grin. “Yes sir, Commander!” He gave a mock salute before turning and placing his hands on the floor.

Synn gazed down at the blue-skinned ass in his vision and gave it a hard slap. Blue winced and cried out, his eyes squeezing shut. He tried to relax as he felt Synn’s finger begin to slid inside his entrance, swirling to begin to prepare him for what was soon to come. A second finger was inserted, scissoring and stretching him more. By the time his third finger was inserted, Blue squirmed under the grip of his other hand, panting heavily. He saw stars when Synn almost immediately found and touched his prostate. Synn did not wait any longer as he withdrew his fingers, ignoring Blue’s whimper of protest and impaled himself deep inside his former lover. Blue groaned loudly as he attempted to adjust to the new, more filling presence within him. He felt the familiar sensations only his memories had once provided as Synn pulled back and entered again. Each movement drawing a cry from Blue’s lips. After a few moments, Synn stopped and peered down at his friend.

“You used to be quieter.” Blue lowered his gaze to the floor with a sly grin on his face.

“You used to be gentler.” Synn drew back with a horrified expression on his face. Blue felt him pulling from him and groaned. “Noooo, don’t pull out.” He caught his breath as Synn stopped moving. As the Commander looked down at his captive, long black bangs shielded his eyes from view as Blue’s smile turned hungry. “Synn… Make me scream.” There was a brief pause before Synn nodded.

“You asked for it…”

“Yes,” Blue acknowledged with a nod. “I did.” If he had not harbored such pain in his heart for past events that had taken them apart, he would have instantly regretted his words when Synn drove himself deeper inside his body. Tears streamed down his face as he screamed out. He felt the tearing from the abuse his body was going through, but he did not care. He felt it was deserved after all he had done. His screams filled the room as Synn pressed on, striking Blue’s hot spot over and over again as he knew how to. The pleasure blended with the pain until one could not be told from the other. Suddenly, there was a soft whimper and Blue’s body gave out on him, his head dropping to the floor. Shock filled Synn’s eyes as he withdrew completely and dropped to his knees beside him, brushing away tears that continued to fall.

“W-Why did you stop?” Blue asked him, shuddering when he felt Synn’s fingers stroking his hair tenderly.

“Blue,” the Commander kept his voice soft as he spoke. “You’re bleeding.” Blue shook his head, not satisfied with his friend’s answer.

“You did more than bleed…” He was silenced when Synn lifted his face gently, placing a light kiss on his forehead.

“I’ve punished you enough.” He closed his eyes as Blue hid his face in his hands, sobbing uncontrollably. Silently, a helpless expression covered his face as he laid his head on his friend’s back. He could feel the guilt and pain Blue had been holding on to for so long. He wished for some kind word to ease the suffering Blue had taken upon himself to burden. But there was not. So he did the only thing he knew he could.

He held him close and let the tears fall.