Shifting Views (BoyxBoy)

Cold talons wrapped around his whole upper body, around his chest and over his back. Shadow yelled and tried to scratch the raven, but his efforts were in vein as they flew further and further into the woods and away from camp. Growling under his breath as he saw a low orange glow coming from below, they began losing altitude. The raven's claw dug into the base of the shifter’s neck and he yowled in pain and in seconds he was tossed down before shifting back into his human figure. hearing the wings of Raven as they fluttered sent chills down Shadow’s back before they fell silent. A pair of bare feet crunched the rotting leaves as they neared. His head was pulled up as a fist full of hair was grabbed by a menacingly big hand. His eyes met the cold black ones of Raven's. Fear crawled up Shadow’s spine, the feeling making his heart and stomach drop.

He could see what the other had planned and he found no escape. Quickly the Neko tried to crawl away but the raven caught his arm and pulled him to his feet. Struggling didn’t seem to help his situation as the other pushed his against a tree, where he was pinned to the trunk so high up he’d almost lost his footing. Trying to free his hands with no luck, he only gained flesh wounds where the Raven dug his nails in him. The look had him stopping short. The look in the other’s eyes had bile rising into his throat and his skin crawling, in a way that wasn’t pleasing. The other moved, taking one of his hands to whip at the blood that trickled down Shadow’s chin.

"Oh no, my toy's hurt." He stuck a lip out in a mock pout before a tongue flicked out of his mouth to meet the split lip. An almost electric shock veined threw his bottom lip, pain sprouting from the wound.

His body twitched reflexively at the raven’s touch.

"Oh, did that hurt my pet?" His eye shone with Lust and Hate. And hurt.

"Shadow.  My lovely Shadow. Why did you have to leave me? Why did we have to stop the fun?" A psychotic smile spread across the shifter’s face, "It doesn't matter, does it Shadow? Because we're gonna have lots of fun tonight." He said the last words in a mere whisper against the neko’s ear.

"Please, Raven..." He dared to whisper and was met with a hand brought down hard against his face in a sickening smack.

"Nobody said you could speak!" The cold feeling of a blade pressed against the same sore cheek before trailing down to the zipper of his hoodie.

                "Do you remember all the fun we used to have, Shadow? In my chambers; in your cage?" His tongue trailed up the Neko’s neck before stopping just short of his ear before he started to suck at the sensitive spot that laid there, "Remember how you begged and pleaded for me to touch you? Remember how my lips could do more that kiss you? Do you remember when you would cry my name when I hit that one spot inside you? How you would beg for me to go faster? Harder?" Shadow’s breath hitched as his hand trail down to the bulge that strained against jean. Face flushed, tears trailed down his cheeks as memories of all the torture and pain he’d endured flooded back… along with the pleasurable ones, as well. By this time, his hoodie and shirt was off... how, he had no clue.... and the knife trailed up and down his bruised torso. "You enjoyed the pain, Shadow. You can't deny it. You used to beg for my blades, my whips." The knife pressed against the smaller one’s chest, breaking the skin.

The tiniest whimper escaped deep from his thought and a smirk danced upon Raven’s lips before they crushed down upon his. He stood, lips sealed, as the other let go of Shadow’s hands to trail down his chest and squeeze at his waist. A gasp slipped from his mouth at the sensation going straight down, making his head spin with lack of blood to the brain. The raven took advantage of his open mouth grabbing his chin before forcing his tongue inside his mouth.

Pictures of Ryan floated in the slave’s head. What his lips used to feel like against his. What it would be like to have his hands on him once more. Licking and kissing, biting and teasing the different spots on his body. To have him deep within him, grazing that spot very few have found…

The sound of a zipper and the pain of a bite at the base of his neck had him reeling back to reality. Ravens hands snaking down past to band of his boxers before his vision became blurry.

Blood. The smell of blood filled his senses before an almost familiar pain registered. The shifter was biting him, marking him. It agitated the crap out of Shadow, thoughts of Kyle rushing through his head. What would his master, his new master, think if he was to ever find Shadow? Would he think of him as dirty. Used? Pain and panic fell heavy within his chest before he tried fighting back. The raven’s hands had released Shadow in the mists of his hypnosis, leaving shadow with free hands to hit and punch with. Though it hadn’t lasted long. His former master grabbed his hands with one of his own before flipping his, so he now faced the truck of the tree, pinning his arms behind him. A cry of pain sounded from his throat, tears beginning once more as he realized what was to happen. Raven was to do what he’d always done with Shadow.

He would use him.

 And used him he did, leaving Shadow bruised and broken at the base of the tree before the others stepped up to keep the neko at bay until his former abuser was ready for another round. The pattern continued, though shadow wasn’t sure for how long, until the sun rose. It’d felt like days had gone by before the rays of the sun had finally begun to bleed over the horizon and that was when sweet unconsciousness fell over Shadow.