Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam [EDITING IN PROGRESS]

I Feel Violated

Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam

Chapter 12| I Feel Violated

WARNING!! SEXUAL EXPLICIT SCENE!! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!!

Reacting quickly, he threw a hard blow to his face. He gasped softly as Harry held his jaw from the impact. His eyes darted to the door and he hurried over.

Harry was quickly behind him, grabbing his arm pushing him back against the wall. He slipped his thigh between his pushing into him. His other hand gripping Zayn's jaw.

He struggled against his grasp. "Harry! Let go!"

His hand slipped down gripping his throat. He growled.

"Why should I?! Josh is nothing like me! I should have taken you the first time I've seen you!"

Zayn gasped at his words. "You're sick! Let me go!"

"I'm not through with you!"

He struggled against him with Harry quickly having his way turning him around. He pushed Zayn into the wall, his forehead collided with it first and a numbing pain arose.

He grunted struggling to get his hand free from his grasp. Harry took both his wrists pinning them against the wall. He nailed his right hand into Zayn's gut as he now bent down.

Zayn trembled slightly feeling Harry's hardened member against his ass. He gritted his teeth. It wasn't until now that he felt Harry's hand near his pants.

"Let go of me, Harry!"

He felt his hot husky breath against his neck and he shook with fear.

"And why should I?"

He shook again trying to resist. It didn't even look like he did. Maybe a slight struggle but that was it. A soft caress came over his pants. He gritted his teeth.

He shrieked. "Get the fuck off me!!"

His hand pressed into his clothed member and he clenched his jaw, eyes closing tightly. He thrashed in his grasp but it didn't seem to work this time.

"Have you never touched yourself Zayn?"

"Fuck you!!"

His face flushed and it felt like his cheeks burned. He felt his hand raise up playing with the band of his boxers. It was a hot minute with silence before Harry dipped his hand down into his pants.

He shook violently. He shrieked. "Let me go!! Stop it!!"

He pulled at his hands but it didn't really seem to affect Harry that much. That his struggle didn't even look like he was struggling. It didn't even look like he could get out of his hands.

Then there was a soft caress over his member.

He froze. He panicked. He felt as if he would cry, his eyes were stinging but not to the point that they would fall. His eyes weren't heavy enough for him to cry on command.

He pleaded. "Please...stop..."

He felt himself slip from reality. It happened with his father. He never thought it would happen with someone who he felt he could finally trust.

Harry proceeded to grip him gently.

His cheeks flushed brightly as he gritted his teeth. Another caress of his hand sent him trembling with a gasp leaving his mouth. He thrashed again. It didn't make a difference.