Don't

Pain & Pleasure

Justin's Pov:

I stood there frozen in place. Not being able to say a word. I shut my eyes and took in as many deep breaths as i possibly could. Jason was standing above me, a knife in his hand. He told me yesterday that i needed to do a favor for him. Well this is the favor. My death.

He's going to kill me like he's been wanting to all along. Ive tried asking him several times but my cries replaced my questions as all he did was ignore me anyways. I can't believe im going to die. Right here right now. And i have no idea why. I didnt do anything wrong. Why is he killing me? I can't even save myself.

There he was, knife in hand and that smirk planted on his face. My eyes were now open, taking in his face features one last time since he was the last thing i'd see before i die. I felt the tears streaming down my face but my cries were silent. His knife was now placed on the side of my neck as my lips trembled as my whole body shook. My hands were tied behind my back and my anckled were tied too.

I managed to softly say, "p-please.. d-dont. I'll d-do a-anything you w-want me to." By now i began hicupping as my crying became unbearable and hard for me to breath.

"That's too bad now isn't it Bieber?" Jason spat as i felt him slide his knife slowly and softly down my throat. I cried out in pain as i felt blood now dripping down my neck and more tears ran down my face. I couldn't speak anymore and i knew this was it for me. I was going to die.

I shut my eyes feeling nothing but the burning pain on my neck and how much it stung. I contuned shaking since i knew the pain would become worse sooner or later.

I felt Jason's hot breath on my chin and by that i knew he had lowered himself to me. I slowly opened my eyes to see him now towering over me, with that same devilish smirk on his face. "What do you feel?" He asked.

I softly responded, "p-pain."

He was now grinning and from the corner of my eye i saw him throw the knife across the room. "Good." He lifted up his hand and brought it up to my neck where he ran his finger down the area where he cut me. I hissed in pain and grinded my teeth together.

"Well, now im gonna show you what pain and pleasure feel like at the same time." he whispered in my ear, nearing closer towards me and biting softly on my earlobe. I shut my eyes and felt him begin to kiss down my neck getting closer to my cut. My body tensed as i felt his warm mouth come in contact with my wound and i groaned in pain. My breath hitched at the feeling and now he was licking it. It stung like a bitch and i kept on hissing and sniffling, wanting him to stop. His licking turned into sucking and i wanted to start crying but i refused to let myself.

His hands made their way down to my pants where he began unbuckling them. I couldn't move so i couldnt stop him. He slide my pants down but left my boxers on. I began breathing heavy, still in pain as his sucking was rough. I grunted in pain once again and felt his hand over my crotch where he began slowly stroking me. I gasped at the feeling, slowly becoming used to his sucking and eventually the pain became more bearable. His warm, wet tongue did wonders on my wound and he began palming me through my boxers. Soft moans escaped my mouth as i now enjoyed the feeling.

That was it. The feeling of both pain and pleasure at the same time. And holy fuck it was driving me insane. He stopped sucking and whispered "You like it Bieber?" he lifted his head up to look at me. His eyes met mine as he continued palming me. I quickly nodded and stuttered, "y-yes Jason."

That smirk of his came back on his face as he kept on looking me in the eyes that were filled with pure lust. I began to close my eyes as his palming became faster and i kept on moaning. "Look at me." he commanded. And i did. I opened my eyes and looked into his as he palmed me until i came.

Jason's Pov:

I watched him as he released and i felt his warm cum leak through his boxers. I squeezed his dick, wanting to go down and suck him off but for some reason i didn't. I smirked at the sight of him beginning to calm down and i gently placed my hand on his wound and rubbed it softly, noticing there was no blood left. I sucked all the blood off and yeah thats probably weird as fuck.But im Jason MCcann and Jason McCann can do whatever the fuck he wants.

"Good job Bieber. You did me that favor i asked you." I said as i smirked. I got up off of him and yanked him up and he pulled his pants up. He looked at me, confused and stuttered, "W-what? But thats not w-what you asked.."

I chuckled and shook my head, "I said you'd have to die." I walked over to him and tilted his head back, exposing his now freshly cut scar. "This will do the trick. It's enough evidence. I'll tell em' i sliced your neck." But the more i looked at it the more i relaized Boss isn't gonna buy this shit. It doesn't look too legit. "Fuck," i murmered.

I rubbed my face and thought for awhile before looking back up at Justin. I sighed and made my way over to him, grabbing him by his neck and slaimming him against the wall. I held him up with both of my hands wrapped around his neck, choking him. He struggled to release himself from my grip but began to become limp. He began to become pale and his face was turning blue and i released him. I didnt let him fall to the ground and instead, i gently put him down but realized he couldnt stand on his own since he was just regaining air back into his lungs. So i held him.

I watched as he began to breath again at a normal pace and he shook as tears fell from his eyes. I gently put my hand under his chin and he flinched at my touch, but i lifted up his head to look at me. I softly spoke "I had to." I looked down at his neck and saw the marks i left with my hands from choking him. "Perfect," i mumbled. Now Boss will totally buy this.

I carried Justin upstairs into the living room where i let him sit down and have some water and a turkey sandwich. Once he was finished, i cleaned up his mess and sat next to him. "Listen closely." I looked at him.

"My Boss is coming here.. today. Soon. He's expecting to find you dead. And that's what he's gonna find. Got it?" I spat.

He gulped and i saw fear and confusion in his eyes. "S-so your going t-to kill m-me?"

I chuckled "If i was gonna kill you, i wouldn've done it by now dumbfuck."

He nodded slowly and looked down, not knowing what to say.

"I said listen closely," i commanded. He lifted up his head to look at me and i smirked softly since i loved the way he obeyed me. "Anyways. My Boss is a big deal. He's the leader of our gang. What he says goes. He's on his way here right now and he's gonna find you dead. Im gonna keep you down in the basement where your gonna be dead on the floor. Got it?"

He quickly nodded. "G-got it."

"Good." Before i could say anything else, the sound of a slamming car door sounded outside the house. "Fuck he's already here." I quickly got up, grabbing Justin's arm and ran down into the basement where i made him lay down on the floor on his stomach. I grabbed the knife that i sliced his neck with and knelt by his side. "Im sorry," i whispered softly as i sliced his cheek with the knife gently. I had to make this look as believeable as possible. He hissed in pain and i sighed in guilt. "Keep still and quiet." I placed the knife back down and his hands where already tied so i just tied his anckles together. I ran over to the cabniet where i kept a few cans of blood from my previous kills and ran over to justin where i i dabbed it on his neck and a few drops near his head. I nodded to myself as i looked at my well though out performance and there was that knock at the door. "Quiet and still." i repeated to him before running upstairs to get the door.

I opened it and there revealed Boss himself. The famous Scooter Braun. "Aye Boss." I let him in and without saying anything else, his first words were "Where is he?"

My plan better fucking work. If it doesn't work im fucked. Jason McCann will be fucked. My life will be fucking over and so will Jusitn's. But my plan is too good to fail. It can;t fail. It wont fucking fail. I took a deep breath before nodding.

I motioned him to the entrance of the basement where the "scene" of the crime was. I was ready. I know this will work.

I looked at Scooter with a smirk on my face as he approached towards me.

"Where is he?" He repeated again with much more anger in his voice.

A grin crept up on my face as i replied, "Right this way, Boss."