You're stuck on the prairie with Satoru and Suguru. Suguru's growing contempt for you reaches a crescendo.
TW: gratuitous and excessive noncon, body shaming, physical abuse, choking, degradation, mocking,
A/N: I swear I don't know how this chapter turned out the way it did. It was supposed to be a short set up but I guess I had other plans. Anyway, this is the worst things get before they slowly start to get better. But beware, the dove is very dead.
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"I'm surprised you didn't stuff me in the luggage compartment," you mutter, watching Satoru and Suguru load the stupid RV for their stupid fucked up road trip.
Wealth made people insane, you were convinced.
"Keep up that attitude and I'll cut one of your nipples off," Satoru sing-songed.
He grinned at the thought. He loved hurting you. Mostly because of the crying, but also because of something else, something he didn't have time to place.
He looked at the RV, beaming even harder, knowing he'd have you and Suguru to himself for the next month.
Satoru whipped around, striding towards you. You grunted as Satoru picked you up and carried you to the RV. He dumped you into one of the seats, leaning over you.
You felt compelled to to meet his eyes. So blue. His face was eerily well composed, pretty. It almost made you laugh.
Angel of light.
"Satoru, you gonna do the engine check or no?"
"...yeah. No yeah, I'll do it. Coming."
Satoru stood, heavy footsteps fading outside the RV. You sat up and moved back until you were in the corner seat, and clasped your hands in your lap.
More footsteps approached, and a shadow fell over you.
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Suguru looked down at you, burning anger simmering beneath his skin.
"Just like a fat bitch to get in the fucking way," Suguru muttered darkly.
You tried to make yourself as small as possible, which only made Suguru angrier.
He moved to undo his belt, unzipping his fly and grabbing his cock. You started to beg, but Suguru was already pushing past your lips and down your throat.
"Mmmmfuuuuuuck," He groaned, "Fucking hate you," he groaned, taking your face in his hands. Your wide eyes brimmed over with agony and hatred.
Good.
He slammed the back of your head against the window, before pulling you forward again to choke on his cock. He repeated the action again and again, each hard thud against the window making your skull rattle.
"Fuck, you greedy bitch," Suguru hummed, "Why're you so good at sucking cock hm? Why's your throat so fucking hot and tight," he grunted, pulling out so just the tip was between your lips.
Feeling dazed, you gazed up at him and took him right back down your throat.
Suguru moaned, frantically thrusting into your mouth before emptying down your throat.
Suguru huffed, "Need something in your greedy mouth all the time hm? I'll make sure you do,"
"Woah!" Satoru shouted from the door. Suguru turned to him slowly.
"Engine check's done. Wait, did you creampie her throat? Without letting me waatch?"
"Why should I let you watch," Suguru asked, letting go of your neck and getting off of you.
You gasped for air, but managed to compose yourself. You stood and went to the bathroom, locking yourself inside. For the time being, you had to deal with them. While you did, you'd find a way out of this bizzare nightmare.
You couldn't let yourself just be used by them.
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You didn't take either Satoru or Suguru as outdoorsy types. That always struck you as a more down to earth trait.
Still, the first stop in the RV was in the middle of a prairie. You were far away from any city or town. Great
You watched one of the windows as Satoru and Suguru set up a grill and some chairs.
They hadn't spoken to you since the trip started, which was a relief. Usually the only words they say directed towards you are sexual or degrading. Or both. It was like Satoru said. You were here to be used. That's it.
The best bet was to bring as little attention to yourself as possible. Maybe you'd be able to find something to use against them, or something to plan with.
The door to the RV opened, and you remained still, not looking at whichever one of them came in.
You hated looking at them. They were both so...ugh. If you had seen them anywhere else, you would've stared wistfully knowing you never had a chance. That would've been fine.
Anything would've been fine but this.
"Come outside." A voice, Suguru's said.
"..."
"I'll hit you if I have to ask again. I hate repeating myself."
"Then I guess you'll have to hit me," you sneered.
He dragged you out by your leg instead, pulling you roughly across the ground.
"Ow, ugh," you grunt, standing up and brushing pebbles from your clothes. You look up fully, and freeze when you see Satoru staring right at you.
"Sugu," Satoru said, "Y/N needs new clothes."
"If those are ruined she can walk around naked."
"Eugh no, I don't wanna see that much of her that often." Satoru's face tuned up.
You scoffed, walking towards the side of the RV and sitting against it. The RV is parked in a small camping area, so there's dirt and rocks at your feet instead of grass. One of them might be big enough to...
"If you try attacking any of us you'll regret it so bad," Satoru said, as if reading your mind.
He was so uncanny sometimes. It unsettled you.
"Mmm, I wonder what I'd do to you. Hnn, I'd make it hurt. Now I wish you'd try," Satoru grinned over at you.
You glared at him, then back down at your shoes. The clothes you had on were theirs, but you were still wearing your work shoes.
Work. Your lip trembled. You missed your job, your coworkers, some of whom had even become friends. You missed your life, and you weren't sure if you were ever getting it back.
Maybe you were dead. Maybe you died in that bedroom a month ago, and now all that was left was a shell of suffering.
Then, a tongue. On your cheek. You scrambled backward, startled. Satoru was kneeling next to you, looking at you, tongue poking past his lips. He tilted his head.
"Ngh, leave me alone,"
"Kidnapped girls don't get to tell their big, scary kidnappers what to do." He mocked.
He crawled across the ground towards you, and you scrambled back. A sharp rock dug into your palm, making you wince and lose your balance.
Satoru was on top of you immediately.
"Hehehe, mmmm," he pressed his weight on top of you, relishing your struggling.
"Stop!" You yelled, hoping someone would hear.
"That's why I brought you all the way out here Y/N. Nobody for miles. It's just us, so you can scream while I rape you as much as I want," Satoru sighed, prying your thighs apart.
"The fuck? Why aren't you seasoning the food?" Suguru said, standing in the doorway to the RV.
You and Satoru looked up on him from your place on the ground.
"She seduced me with her tears,"
"I'll fucking skin you alive,"
"Jesus alright," Satoru stood and brushed himself off, "Careful around him Y/N, he's hangry," Satoru said, fake whispering and pointing at Suguru.
"Ngh, mmf," You stood on your feet, and tried to squeeze past Suguru to get back on the RV, but he shoved you, making you fall down the steps and back on the ground.
"Tch," he stepped over you and walked back towards the set up. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, before getting up and sitting back against the RV.
You pulled your knees to your chest, and stared out at the horizon.
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There were only two chairs, so they had you eat sitting on the ground.
Satoru was looking at you, eyes watching as you lifted a burger to your mouth. You were surprised your appetite was fine. Food was a decent enough distraction, even if just for a few minutes.
You look out at the prairie before you, and how far it stretches. All of that space in either direction made you want to run and never look back. Too bad you had no idea where you were.
Satoru and Suguru were still talking. The subject had changed. They talked a lot, you noticed. You weren't really sure what their relationship was...other than creepy. Suguru was the real monster behind all of this, given he was the one who'd spiked your drink initially. Satoru seemed completely untouchable around other people, but with Suguru, he was different. He allowed himself things he wouldn't from anyone else.
And you? Well, you were pretty sure they were going out of their way to not see you as a person.
"Oh--I saw one!" Satoru said, jumping up from his chair.
"Where?" Suguru asked. Satoru pointed to out toward the prairie, at single, blinking point of yellow light.
Slowly, other points of light appeared throughout the grass as the sky darkened. They drifted about the tufts of grass and wildflowers, their combined luminance brightening the entire field.
You opened your mouth, about to say something without thinking, but closed it again. You didn't want to draw attention to yourself. They seemed too wrapped up in the scenery anyway to--
"You know what would make this even better?" Satoru asked abruptly.
He turned to you.
You groaned, turning away.
He laughed. You heard him getting up.
"Satoru--" you heard Suguru say, but arms were already under your armpits, lifting you up.
"You'll make a perfect little cockwarmer," Satoru purred, sitting back down and holding you in his lap. You stiffened, and held onto the arms of the chair.
"No," you said, keeping your thighs clothes.
Satoru rolled his eyes, and pulled them apart. He paused, and looked over at Suguru.
"Sugu? can you do me a huuuge favor?" Satoru asked.
"No," Suguru said.
Satoru pouted, "Is that everyone's favorite word today?"
Suguru continued to look at the fireflies.
"Sugu," Satoru said again, annoyed, "Come on man,"
Suguru stood up, looking visibly irritated. He sneered down at you, but knelt between your legs.
The sweatpants they had you wearing came off first. They hadn't given you underwear, so it left you exposed. Then, Suguru's hands were under you, undoing Satoru's pants and taking out his cock.
"Ngh," you whimpered. Even though it'd been inside of you several times at this point, you still couldn't get over the size. No wonder it hurt. But then again, Satoru must've liked that.
"You can't go in dry," Suguru muttered, still holding on to Satoru's cock.
"Make it wet then," Satoru said.
Suguru's face was flushed as he leaned forward, licking a stripe from the base of Satoru's cock to the tip. Satoru groaned, the sound vibrating against your back, making you shudder.
A wave of heat crashed over your body at the sight of Suguru's head bobbing between your legs, which Satoru had been patiently holding open. You flinched as you felt Satoru's mouth latch onto your neck.
"Pl-ease," you whimpered, "Stop...please,"
Satoru didn't respond, but nudged Suguru with his Shin. Suguru pulled off of Satoru's cock and, without a word, began lapping at your cunt.
"No--fuck!" You shouted, trying to close your thighs.
Satoru chuckled and gripped them harder, pulling them open until it hurt.
"Good toys don't struggle. They also don't talk," Satoru said.
At that Suguru stood, and you realized the chair you were sitting on was low, low enough that you'd be eye level with Suguru's crotch.
As Suguru's hands seized your head, you seriously wondered what the fuck was with this freak and your mouth. You glared up at him, keeping your mouth shut. Suguru's lip curled with contempt, and he tried prying your mouth open.
"I got it Sugu," Satoru said. You wondered how he could have, since his hands were occupied holding your thighs open.
Then, he pushed the entirety of his length inside of you.
Your mouth opened in a silent cry, and Suguru growled victoriously. He hooked his thumbs behind your teeth and wrenched your mouth open, before sinking his cock down your throat. He groaned lowly, thrusting shallowly and relishing in the small gags you let out around his cock.
"Love that fucking look," Suguru sighed, looking down at your hateful gaze smugly.
He adjusted the angle and shoved himself further down your throat, groaning. Satoru was grinning dazedly at the scene in front of him, watching Suguru's thick cock push in and out of your mouth.
"I bet you noticed her mouth first," he said, "When you picked her out for me~"
Suguru slowed, grinding himself into your mouth, "It's her only redeeming quality," he said.
You used the stillness to allow yourself time to breathe properly. Suguru's hands were still gripping your face, thumbs stroking your cheeks. Your eyes fluttered closed as you focused on breathing.
After enduring the assault a while longer, you felt Suguru pull out of your throat with a satisfied sigh.
"Nf," he sad down roughly in the chair next to Satoru's, face flushed and cock hanging between his legs.
Satoru was still inside of you, and it was driving you insane. He kept adjusting you and jostling you, and smirking whenever what made you clench around him. It was humiliating.
"Mmm. Don't look so sad Y/N," Satoru hummed, "This is just the natural order of things,"
You looked down at your hands, expression bitter. Satoru pinched your waist, giggling when you flinched. He pressed his hips up, pushing his cock against your walls and grinning when you moaned in surprise.
"All she can do is take it," Suguru said lowly.
You felt a flash of anger, but it was snuffed out by a feeling of resignation that had been growing since you been thrown into that car.
"It's all she's good for," Satoru said matter of factly, "You should be lucky you're even getting used at all, Y/N," Satoru said in your ear, gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts.
You whined; it hurt, but something kept sparking behind the pain. It made you bite your lip, squeeze your eyes shut.
"She's trying not to moan, Satoru," Suguru said.
A wild look flashed over his eyes, "Then come here and make sure she can't,"
"Ngh, Satoru," Suguru started.
"Now, Sugu,"
Suguru stood, stumbling over to you and Satoru. Satoru stood, keeping your legs open and your cunt spread on his cock. Suguru pressed his own cock against your entrance, melting against you and Satoru as he pressed inside. You nearly bit through your lip trying to keep quiet, arms reflexively wrapping around Suguru's shoulders.
"Ugh... I can't do this every time...it's too much," Suguru whined.
You were out of breath, head tilted back against Satoru's shoulder and mouth open and panting. It offered you a tiny bit of consolation that Satoru looked as wrecked as you, face flushed as he watched Suguru adjust himself.
You hated that your body was getting used to being opened up by the two of them. You groaned as they both bottomed out, clawing at Suguru's back.
Satoru and Suguru both stumbled back until Satoru was against the RV.
"Oh, god, oh god please," you wailed, squirming in their grip for any kind of relief.
Suguru took your thighs in his own hands, and Satoru groaned, grabbing your face and slotting your mouths together. Tears spilled over your eyelids as you felt them both begin to move. You clung onto Suguru harder, moaning shamelessly in his ear as his hips slammed against yours.
"Ohmygod, fuuuck," Suguru moaned as his cock slid against Satoru's inside of you.
Your brain couldn't make sense of the sensations you were feeling, switching between pain and pleasure in a dizzying flicker. Suguru pressed against you harder, grunting and growling like some desperate animal.
"You ok Sugu?" Satoru asked, amused.
He was still thrusting roughly inside of you, groping at your tits. Suguru groaned again, letting go of your legs and forcing Satoru to hold you open again. You gasped as his hands came up to your throat, squeezing with blinding force.
"So hot," Satoru groaned, "You're so addicted to abusing her throat Sugu,"
Suguru didn't respond, still slamming into you, borderline snarling as he squeezed your neck. You clawed at his arms, tears and snot streaming down your face.
"Suguru's too far gone now Y/N," Satoru purred in your ear, "He might kill you. Mmm, you ready to die while getting raped Y/N? Fuck I wanna feel you go limp on my cock so bad~" Satoru moaned.
Terror seized you, and pleasure somehow. Through it all, your body still had the nerve to feel good. As your vision tunnled, you couldn't help but feel disgusted with yourself.
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When you came to, you still felt full. You looked down, finding yourself still seated on Suguru and Satoru's cocks. They must have moved from the chairs to the ground. You could hear both of them conversing above you, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Each of them were keeping one of your legs spread one hand, while their other hands were occupied with other parts of your body. Vaguely, you felt fingers pinching and tweaking your nipple, and another hand groping at your tummy.
The fireflies were gone, leaving only the dark expanse of prairie and the yellow light from the RV. Up above, the stars shone brilliantly. You felt an ache in your heart looking at them.
"Hhn," you breathed weakly.
Satoru gasped, "Y/N!" He stopped playing with your tummy and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close,
"You're awake, were you scared?" He teased.
Feeling small and pathetic, you could only sob in response. You felt one of the cocks inside of you pulse, Satoru's probably.
"Mmm, that's right," Satoru said, "Be a good little rape victim and cry. Cry on my cock baby," he nuzzled your neck, thrusting into your stuffed cunt and purring.
Suguru's hand tightened on your other leg as he thrust inside of you alongside Satoru. Fortunately, neither of them lasted long this time, and you felt yourself being filled a few minutes later.
Satoru and Suguru were both drooling against your neck. Their breaths smell like beer. When had they even?
You whimpered as they both pulsed together before finally, finally sliding out.
"Ngh," you shivered, unable to move. You panicked when you realized you couldn't move your legs.
"Can't," your breath hitched, "C-can't walk,"
Satoru laughed, shoving you off of his lap, "You'll be able to crawl in a few minutes. I think. I dunno."
You sat up, wincing as small pebbles stuck to your skin. You tried to say something, but couldn't. Your voice was gone. Instinctively, you brought your hands up to your neck, flinching as they brushed over the bruise there.
You almost died. Suguru had almost killed you.
As if just realizing he was there, you turned to him. He was sitting against the RV, face turned up to the sky. He turned toward you, and you looked away quickly. Fuck. Fuck this paralyzing fear.
"Hey, are you traumatized yet?" Satoru asked, nudging you with his foot.
TW: discussion of noncon, noncon, physical assault, fat shaming, body shaming, degredation, unprotected sex, blood
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When you come to, you aren't alone.
But you realize that isn't a comfort.
Satoru is gone, but Suguru is at the desk in the room, reading. He turns around and looks down at you when be hears you move.
Down...?
"Why am I on the floor...?" You mutter to yourself.
"Shower and get out."
You glare at Suguru, but feel bile rising in your throat. You struggle to stand, and hiss as a headache pierces through your eyelid, the pain stunning and bright. You stumbled and fall back onto the floor.
"Kch, pathetic," Suguru sneers down at you, "So weak you got yourself roofied and raped in the same night,"
"Oh fffuck off," You snap back, sniffling, "You both, I had nothing t...fuckinh monsters...I'll tell the police," you stumble toward the door.
"What's that?" Another voice says.
You startle as your other assailant, Satoru, walks in. He's carrying a stack of linen and looking way too refreshed.
"I thought you were gonna wash her when she woke up," Satoru asked.
"Yes you thought, I never said," Suguru rolled his eyes. "Just get her in the shower and then get her out,"
While they bicker back and forth, you look for your phone. You pull yourself up onto the bed, finding it naked except for its mattress.
You look at the nightstands on either side of the bed, and see it on the one closest to the door. Weakly, you move towards it, but Satoru takes it before you can.
"Woah what're you doing?" He sneers. He grabs your hand and forces you to unlock the phone, then shoves you toward the bathroom.
"Go shower fatass," he laughed, "I'm gonna see what kind of embarassing shit I can find on your phone."
You feel cold all of the sudden, and limp towards the bathroom.
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"Alrighty," Satoru grins at you in the driveway as you both wait for your Uber to pull up.
"You're gonna tell your friends that you got roofied, and that you were rescued by two knights in shining armor or whatever." Satoru waved his hand. "And if you tell anyone what actually happened we'll, uh..." he trailed off.
Suguru, who was behind them, sighed, "We're sending what we found on your phone to your parents and friends and ruining your life,"
"Yeah! That," Satoru said, grinning at you cruelly.
You shriveled into yourself, willing the uber here faster. It was enough that they raped you, but they've been saying all kinds of horrible things since you woke up, and it got worse when they went through your phone. This whole night was every nightmare possible wrapped in a hideous package.
Tears fell down your cheeks, and you felt yourself begin to sob.
You heard a low, "Oh brother," from Suguru, along with laughter from Satoru.
"Aww, wait wait you're cute when you cry," Satoru said, continuing to laugh and grabbing at you, "Hey I know what'll make you feel better,"
"Fuck you and your predictable fucking-" you wrench yourself free from Satoru's grasp, frantic. "Get away from me!"
"Ok jeez," Satoru raised his hands.
You sniffle, turning back towards the front yard. After another couple of minutes, your Uber finally pulls onto the property.
You don't even whose house this is, now that you think about it. You guess it belonged to one of the two predators behind you.
You rush down the front steps, but stumple. Satoru catches you by your wrist.
"Woah there," he says, "Careful, wouldn't want you t-"
"Stop being predictable Satoru," Suguru said.
Satoru pouted, and let go of your wrist. You made a bee-line for the car, tears burning in your eyes.
Satoru waves, smiling at you as the Uber pulls off. How did he even know where to send it to...?
Your phone buzzes, and you flinch.
Unknown: remember what we told you btw
Unknkown: or else, lol
You shudder, and drop the phone, letting it land somewhere on the car floor.
"Fuck," you grimace, pressing your thighs together and letting the tears fall again, "It fucking hurts..."
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Satoru expects to forget about you after a few days.
But it's been a month, and the faintest trace of you lingers in his mind.
For one, the heated night he had with you and Suguru was best most incredible he'd ever felt from anything in any moment of his life. He figured that was only because he raped you, and because he was able to abuse you with Suguru. He thought he'd discovered a fetish, a risky one.
But, well, despite being rich, Satoru couldn't just going around assaulting people. He didn't want to, either. It wasn't for any moral reason--it just sounded exhausting.
What had happened with you was spontaneous, hot, raw, animalistic, and primal--
Satoru huffed, propping his feet on his office desk and clicking his pen.
He needed a distraction.
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"It's never a good sign when you make travel plans," Suguru sighed.
Satoru had burst into his penthouse, rambling about how they absolutely positively have to go on a road trip.
Immediately.
This week.
"It'll be fuuuun, everything is so boring lately some on Sugu. Look, I even found some boring museum we can stop and look at,"
"You know I hate road travel."
"I'm gonna rent the literal nicest RV in the world dude come on. We can get handsyy," Satoru grinned, making groping motions with his hands.
"You're a creep,"
"Right, so we're going,"
"No,"
"Suguru please--" Satoru said. "I really need a distraction and that starts by me getting out of this stupid city. Ideally with you."
"...fine. We'll talk about it more over dinner,"
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You managed to continue living after what happened to you a month ago.
Life actually got better for you. You were talking to an old friend again, and even got a promotion you'd been aiming for at work.
It was hard to feel anything about any of it though, especially since you still had lingering pain from the assault. Your pelvis must've been bruised during the ordeal, because it still hurt.
You wouldn't let them take your life from you though, never. Tonight, you're going out with coworkers to celebrate your promotion. You'll replace each memory one at a time with a happier one.
With the rest of the weekend ahead of you, you decided to have a few drinks with your meal. Feeling decently buzzed, you allowed yourself to forget about everything for a while.
That lasted for all of about 10 minutes, before you were bawling in the bathroom. Everything tonight was perfect, yet you were still miserable.
But it had only been a month. That was it. Life was moving fast and you were knocked down, unable to keep up.
"Breathe," you murmur, looking at yourself in the mirror. You smiled weakly, and straightened your posture.
At least you looked nice
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They were waiting by your car.
You were the last person out because you'd stupidly left your bag in the restaurant. When you got back down to the parking garage, there they were.
You reach into your bag for your mace, and spray at them. You get Satoru in the eyes, and he yells, but Suguru grabs your wrist and twists.
You yelp, dropping the mace, but managing to stomp on Suguru's foot.
He grunts, "Fucking brat," and yanks you forward, before back-handing you. The pain disorients you, and then Satoru is seizing you. Your wrists are clasped in a zip tie when you break through the pain of being struck.
"But how can you..." you stammered. You'd sprayed him square in the face, but he was moving like he could still see.
This wasn't fair.
How was this fair?
You stumble backward, going to scream, but Satoru is pressing his palm against your mouth.
"Shhh," he whispered, "No need to scream Y/N, it's just me, hehe,"
You shoved at him with all of your strength, but he wouldn't budge. His eyes were closed, but he was looking at you somehow.
"You really got me with that mace," he nodded over to where it was fallen on the ground, "But you weren't quick enough, so now you're gonna get kidnapped~"
You thrashed and screamed in Satoru's grip as he walked you to the SUV. Suguru opened the back door, and you were thrown roughly in the back, hitting your head.
You screamed as quickly as you could, as loud as you could, but Satoru got in after you and closed the door too quickly. He grabbed you immediately, pulling you up into the seat.
"Fuck!" You yelled, kicking Satoru in the chest.
He grunted, "Ouf, calm down-"
"No--I won't go anywhere with you--" you turn and try the other door handle. Locked.
Your hands go limp with fear, trembling in your lap.
"You sound fat when you cry," Satoru snorted, "Does that make sense? I heard you in the restaurant--what a fun coincidence right?"
The door to the driver's seat opened, and Suguru got in. His eyes met yours in the rear view mirror. You looked down, bottom lip trembling.
"We're going on a road trip, Y/N!" Satoru said behind you, with what sounded like genuine excitement.
What the fuck did that even mean?
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Satoru swore he'd explain the whole plan to you eventually.
He just had to get some things out of his system. Urges.
"Satoru, please," Suguru said, yanking off his headphones and looking at you both from the other side of the couch, "It's been hours."
Satoru blinked, then looked down at you.
He'd wasted no time in fucking you. You were naked before you even got off the elevator, and Satoru was inside of you before he got his shoes off.
Suguru had remained silent and observing behind the two of you, and sat on the opposite end of the sectional sofa while Satoru had his way with you.
"Heh, you're a fucking fatass," Satoru laughed, slapping your tummy. You whined, too weak to do anything else.
"Also, give me a little credit Sugu, I came up with the perfect idea while I was fucking her."
"I'd love to hear it," Suguru said, messaging his temples. Despite his irritation, he had an obvious bulge in his black sweatpants that he did nothing to hide.
"So, I already figured the road trip would be perfect. Nice RV, good music, best bud--but then I thought, what if I get horny, like super horny. Well, obviously I'd need something to fuck, riiiiight Y/N?"
Satoru grins down at you. Your gaze is unfocused and off to the side, and Satoru feels something hot pour over his body. He slaps you, and you whimper.
"Pay attention fatso. I'm talking," he mumbled. Weakly, you met his gaze.
"Anyway," Satoru sighed, "I need a fuck-toy for the road trip and you're it Y/N," he waved a hand, "You can take her now Sugu, m'gonna shower,"
Satoru stood from the couch and walked off down the hall. Before you had time to catch your breath, something hard and thick was filling your aching cunt. You groaned in pain; Suguru backhanded you (for the second time that night). Strangely, you whine. The exhaustion from the situation had given way to annoyance. This was seriously the worst.
"Fuck you," you say, spitting. It lands of Suguru's shoulder. He slaps you again.
"Ugh, stoop," you whimper, "You're so mean to me. You're already raping me why do you have to hit me..." tears slip down your cheeks, and you begin sobbing.
Suguru rolled his eyes, not caring about your tears, and continued fucking you.
"Quit your blubbering," he growled, picking up the pace as your pussy spasmed around him.
"It h-hurts, I can't," you wail, "Suguru..."
Suguru stopped abruptly.
You whimpered, saying his name again, "Hurts...Suguru..."
He sneered down at you, but pulled out.
"Whiny pig," he muttered, pulling his pants back up and walking to the kitchen.
Some water ran for a moment, before he came back to the couch and sat down. You laid there, leaking and bleeding exactly like you had been a month ago.
It really had been exactly one month huh? You didn't even get more than a month of freedom.
You curled up as small as you could, and stared at the off white couch cushion you were slowly staining red.
*In this universe, SatoSugu are not good or nice people.
After being drugged at a party, Satoru and Suguru find you alone. Satoru discovers something about himself and indulges shamelessly.
TW: MINORS DNI
lowkey crack taken deadly serious, chubby!reader, no curses, threesome, fat shaming, body shaming, noncon, noncon fetish (specifically gojo, he's really into this so double TW), drugged sex, rough sex, double penetration, double penetration in one hole, blood
A/N: New jjk series. The plot for this is stupid and I did not think it through, but that's nothing new. I know people have been wanting more bully Gojo, but I wanted to explore a different dynamic featuring a complicated relationship between Satoru and Suguru. But as always, I will make sure that they are both driven insane by the reader simply existing. Enjoy :)
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Being able to get away with anything is...unbelievably boring.
Satoru wished his life were more exciting. Or, well, maybe less predictable.
The girl on the bed was out cold. Satoru had found her there after stumbling in himself, wanting to get away from the noise. And the lights, god. People loved Satoru's eyes, but he hated how sensitive they were.
It was dark in this room, at least. Satoru couldn't really see what you looked like, your face cast aside on the pillow, shadowed. He could see the outline of your body though. Not anything interesting to him.
He didn't care either, and shoved you over a ways across the bed so he had space to lay down. Your torso ended up halfway off the edge, your head lolling backwards. Satoru snorted, before flopping back and closing his eyes.
After a while of listening to the muffled sounds of the party, and your snoring, the door opened. Someone entered the room, and walked over to the bed. Weight settled on the end of it.
"This looks disastrous, even for you Satoru," Suguru said.
Satoru blinked at the dark ceiling, confused, "Huh?"
"I didn't think you had it in you, honestly,"
Satoru groaned and sat up, looking between Suguru and you, still hanging over the right edge of the bed.
"Dude, she's a fucking pig,"
Suguru looked down at you, "Hm,"
"I don't even know how she got that dress on," he said, before squinting at your face.
Your eyes were open.
"What's up with her?" Satoru asked.
"Someone drugged her probably," Suguru said.
Satoru burst out laughing, "Who the fuck would drug someone like her?"
Suguru shrugged, but Satoru continued, "Clearly he sobered up before he could finish the job, her clothes are still on,"
"Yeah, right," Suguru said.
Satoru settled down after a while, back resting against the headboard.
"Wait a sec," he said, "What did you mean you 'didn't think I had it in me'?"
Suguru huffed a laugh, turning to leave, "You get hung up on the most random things, I'm going back down,"
"Aw, Sugu, come on," Satoru whined, "You think I'm some kind of wuss or what?"
"Wuss?"
"I've never had to do anything like that to anyone Sugu,"
"But would you ever want to?" Suguru prodded.
Satoru thought about it. He'd technically gotten away with worse. But he just never had the urge. Any sexual desires he had were always reciprocated just as much or more so than the other person.
He looked down at you again and grimaced, "Even if I did, I wouldn't take the risk with someone like her, I have standards,"
"Exactly," Suguru said, "Which makes her the best target."
Satoru was too drunk for this, "Huh?"
"Let me just, dumb it down to your level, 'She's not fuckable, so why would anyone think you fucked her?'"
Satoru nodded, "Yeah, true. And I'm the fuckable...est, it's like, two different sides of the fuckable spectrum."
"I regret using that word," Suguru said.
"Fuck you dude," Satoru slurred, "You think I'm too pussy to commit a felony?"
"Honestly no," Suguru chuckled, "It's just, you keep saying you've been 'so totally unbelievably bored' lately, and you only take my most extreme suggestions,"
"You only give extreme suggestions,"
"I distinctly remember you responding to my golfing invitation the other day with, 'No, gay and boring,'"
"Cause golf is gay and boring!" Satoru exclaimed, before sighing. He looked over at you again.
"You think it's different from just fucking a girl regular?"
"Well, she's passed out so,"
"No, her eyes are open," Satoru says.
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Your eyes had been open. You'd been awake, and far more aware than your body felt. You couldn't move, or really speak. Your heart was beating quickly. You were hanging off the bed, only now starting to understand the conversation the two strangers in the room were having.
"She looks scared," One voice said, smooth and low.
"Yeah?" The other asked.
You were yanked back up the bed by your ankle. You grunted as your head bumped against the edge of the mattress as it was pulled along with the rest of you. Your view shifted, and your heart began to outright pound, pushing roaring blood through your ears.
Two men loomed above you. It was dark, and you couldn't make either of them out. Only that they were big, way bigger than you.
You tried to squirm or wiggle, but couldn't. The conversation resumed, and it took everything in you to focus on their words.
"Why would I like that she's afraid?" The one closest to you asks, sounding irritated. His hand was still clasped around your ankle.
"Because it means she knows what you're capable of," the other responds, low and goading.
"Ugh you and your fucking..." the man holding your ankle half chuckles, half purred.
"It'd be easy Satoru," the other man said, "She's nothing, probably just some college bitch that came here with her friends,"
"Hn," Satoru's grip on your ankle tightened. You felt your breath pick up in terror.
"Look how she's breathing," the other man circled around the bed and stood behind Satoru, "Terrified,"
"And strong," The other man purred, running a hand up Satoru's other arm. "And what do the strong do,"
"Cull the weak," Satoru panted, head lolling back to rest against the other man's chest.
"Suguru," Satoru said, his hand moving up your calf, "I'll only do it of you take her with me,"
"Hm. Fine," Suguru said.
"Nnnn...." you tried.
God how you tried, but your mouth wouldn't form words. The sound was enough to catch their attention, unfortunately.
"Hii," Satoru said, "I'm taking advantage of you cause you're weak, hehe,"
The grip he had on your thigh turned painful, and you groaned.
"It's a conquest, treat it like one," Suguru said.
Satoru nodded dazedly, before pausing, "Wait, how?"
Suguru looked down at you, considering. He rounded the bed and climbed onto it, his knees bracketing your head. You watched his hands go for his pants, his long fingers deftly undoing the belt.
Your breath quickened, and you flinched at the feeling of another hand on your thigh.
Flinching, that was a good sign, right?
"Need help Sugu?" Satoru asked.
Suguru hummed, letting his belt clatter to the floor and unzipping his fly, "Hold her mouth open,"
Satoru nodded, and reached down to open your mouth wide enough for Suguru's cock.
It was in your mouth and down your throat in an instant.
"They say chubby ones give the best head," Satoru giggled again, "Mmm, why's she look so cute all of the sudden,"
Satoru watched as Suguru forced you to throat his cock. His face was flushed and his pupils were blown at the sight of you, sloppering and choking uselessly because of whatever drugs were in your system, tears slipping down your face.
"Harder," Satoru breathed, "Fuck her face Suguru,"
Suguru whined, adjusting his hold on your head and pushing somehow further into your throat. You felt your eyes roll back into your skull; your brain was deprived of oxygen. Things looked hazy and skewed, but the sensations were heightened. It was the only concrete information you had.
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"Fuck fuck, you're raping her so good Sugu," Satoru said.
His wild eyes roamed over your body, overwhelmed and searching. Grinning, he gripped the fabric of your dress and tore. He laughed in a mix of relief and delirium as your breasts flopped out from the garment, and them in his hands.
Suguru panted, still working his cock into the delicious heat of your throat. He didn't expect to lose himself like this. He only wanted to see how far he could push Satoru, but the other man always got him riled up in return.
He didn't find your body all that attractive either, but that was his case with most people, regardless of body type.
He looked down at your breasts, and watched as they flopped up and down from the motion of him fucking your throat.
He had to admit that sight wasn't entirely unappealing. But it was nothing compared to Satoru.
Satoru was pulling your panties off, looking more and more into your body by the second. His pink lips curled upward at the sight of your cunt before standing and shoving his pants down. Red was slowly blooming on Satoru's face. He pulled his cock from his boxers and rested it on your tummy. Precum leaked across your skin and into your bellybutton.
"Fuuuck I think she is my type Sugu," Satoru whined, rutting his cock against your tummy.
"You're just a whore, Satoru," Suguru said.
"Gonna rape you now m'kay? Probably gonna hurt but that's not my problem~" Satoru said in that sing-song voice that meant he was gone.
Suguru loved this Satoru. So pretty and cruel. Only he could get him like this.
Suguru moaned as your throat began to squeeze his cock. You were trying to speak, but it wouldn't work. Satoru pushed himself inside of you, forcing you open slowly and steadily.
"Sugu look, she's bleeding...mmmfuck she's bleeding on my cock Sugu." Satoru groaned, before starting to fuck you.
"Probably means she's a virgin," Suguru hummed.
He arched his back and chased the addictive slide and squeeze of your throat. He said that because he hoped the words would drive Satoru crazy, and he was right.
"Oummphh," Satoru moaned, loudly, like he always did when he was super into it. He slammed his hips down again and again, and Suguru relished the obscene 'plap plap plap' that filled the room.
"Fuck fuck you know I love virgins Sugu," Satoru nearly sobbed, "Did you do this? Did you drug her for me?"
Suguru grinned, eyes barely open as he paused his thrusting, pubes against your nose, "Hmph, I thought that was obvious. Thought you could use a toy to blow off some steam since you've been so annoying lately."
Satoru laughed, thrusting into your pussy harder and looking down at you.
"Mmm my little virgin rape toyyy," Satoru cooed sweetly.
God, he was crazy, Suguru loved it more than anything.
Satoru leaned down to slurp at your lips, even though they were occupied by Suguru's cock. Suguru cussed as Satoru's tongue nudged against his cock, before slipping past your lips and wrapping around his thrusting shaft.
"Satoru you fucking...slut," Suguru ou were making noise consistently now, vocal cords vibrating against his cock. Sweet, muffled little moans and squeals rose from your throat, sounds Suguru knew Satoru would chase for the rest of the night.
"Please creampie her throat Suguru," Satoru panted as he pounded into your cunt, "Wanna see,"
Suguru groaned, sliding his cock as deep as he could down your throat and cumming. It almost hurt, each rope of cum he shot down your throat making his cock ache and pulse.
"Buh," Suguru fell back on his ass, half-hard cock slipping from your lips, covered in a sheen of cum and saliva.
You coughed weakly, cum gurgling from the sides of your mouth. Satoru was still fucking you, hugging your leg and rutting into your sloppy, blood stained pussy like and animal. Suguru groaned, standing from the bed and circling it to be next to Satoru.
Satoru hummed, pulling Suguru closer by the small of his back and guiding his cock into your pussy alongisde his.
"Fuck--Satoru we shouldn't she's,"
"She's already bleeding, I wanna rape her with you please please Sugu, wanna feel your cock violate her against mine," Satoru rambled.
Suguru sighed, realizing he might have given Satoru a problematic fetish, but obliged. He slowly slid his half-hard cock inside of your pussy, sighing. His legs already felt like jelly, but this would make him collapse.
"Too much, gonna pull out," Suguru grimaced.
"Nope," Satoru said, gripping Suguru's ass and forcing him to bottom out.
"Gah!" Suguru gasped as your pussy seized around your cock at the sudden intrusion, crushing it against Satoru's.
Satoru let out a low, sweet sound, and continued thrusting, forcing himself deeper despite your obvious pain and resistance.
"So good so good so good," he murmured, drool spilling from the side of his mouth, "I love this so much Sugu, wanna do it with you always,"
"Ngh, whatever you say," Suguru said.
He didn't bother moving, opting to let Satoru do all of the work. He couldn't decide which felt better, the velvet shaft pumping against his own or the silky walls of your pussy hugging his cock. So, he closed his eyes and let the sensations consume him.
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Satoru was in heaven. Was this heaven? It had to be.
He would've never thought something could feel so good. But the feeling of your fear, your tears, your tight, quivering pussy, it was amazing. He felt powerful, absolute. He was doing this to you, and you'd take it. Experiencing it with Suguru made it even better.
Now, Satoru thrust madly into your still bleeding pussy, flinching every time his tip brushed against Suguru's. He could feel the other man throbbing and leaking into your cunt, adding to the wetness. Your soft, desperate moans, Satoru's grunting, and Suguru's panting filled the room.
Finally, after what felt like hours, Satoru stilled, pushed deep inside of you, and began to cum. The orgasm was enough to bring on Suguru's second one, and he let his head loll back, tongue hanging out of his mouth.
"Uuugh," Suguru groaned as a borderline painful orgasm wracked his body. He couldn't go in quick succession as well as Satoru could.
Satoru grabbed the back of Suguru's neck and slotted their lips together, moaning into the other man's mouth as their cocks pulsed against each other.
They kept kissing for a while, lodged to the hilt in your abused cunt and riding an impossibly good high.
"Fuuuck," Satoru said after pulling away.
He pulled out of your cunt and whistled, watching globs of pink-tinted semen ooze from your swollen hole. It was gaping, and definitely torn.
Satoru felt a smile spread across his face, warm satisfaction blooming in his chest.
Part 2
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A/N: Thank you for reading! There's another part of this already so I'll have it up soon, maybe even a few hours after I upload this one.
Stumbling upon your page was the best thing that happened to me in June and June was my birthday month, I wasn't as happy on my birthday as I was when I stumbled on your page....that's just how amazing this page is to me
Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoy my work, thank you for reading :))
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