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Ate’s door has been disrespected all their life.
Sometimes it was their parents, bursting into yet another temporary room of theirs, shouting in a panic to grab their things and get up, as the authorities stay hot on their tail. A few times it was their siblings, coming in for a prank, or to sometimes comfort them, which was always appreciated. One time it was the Heroes, shattering a glass door of a dusty motel they were hiding in.
This time, this moment, is a new way. Well, not really.
Its about the sixth time their door has been disrespected this month, and this is the first month it’s started happening, so in a way it is, in fact, alien to Ate.
Fists come raining down like thunder, not sparing them a moment to relax as the walls rattle, and if Ate had any trinkets, they would surely fall off of their shelves. Their back aches, presses against the wood of the door that is being tortured. They nearly fall forward as a body slams against their door.
“Ate!” A ragged voice screams, hoarse from doing so, Ate thinks he might as well enter a screaming contest. “I swear to the fucking Gods if you don't come out of there!” Vafer yells, Ate’s current partner. They wish they could say it wasn’t always like this, and that they’re both usually very in love, but Ate doesn’t like to lie.
Another bottle shatters, whether Vafer threw one that he just downed or one fell from a shelf, they don’t know, all they can focus on is slinking down onto the floor, trying to use the ground as leverage to help keep the door closed. Another hit. Silence. And then, footsteps come lumbering back.
“Ate could you open the-” His crooning is paused in favour of putting force against the door, slamming his side against it. “Open the door please?” Vafer hisses, and another bang is put forth against the door. “Ate could you, open the door?” Vafer coos, trying to lead Ate out like they’re some kind of wild animal.
“Ate,” Vafer’s body is leaned against the door, just as Ate is on the opposite side. “I don’t want to,” The door gets brutally punched, and the force causes Ate’s head to ring, and they shudder in fear, disturbed. “Fight anymore.” A lie.
“Please, can we not, fight anymore...?” He pleads, voice sickly sweet, coy, like a fox. Then Ate hears him pull back, reigning punches down on the poor wood. They may need to buy a new apartment.
“Ate! I know you scared!” Vafer announces, and Ate imagines him looking utterly deranged, and they’re glad they only have to imagine it at this point. “But you’re in there...” He hums, threats laying in the air. “And i can set you free...!” He exclaims, footsteps leading away.
“Ate, don’t make me fucking come in there!” He shouts, a stomp shaking the floor, and Ate winces.
“I’m gonna count to three...” Vafer says, and Ate tenses, not about to let themselves be defiled.
“One...” He whispers, like a snake, stalking closer like a scorpion, and Ate feels like Orion, about to die. At least they’ll be lifted to the stars, but in this world, that means they’ll be used for Vafer’s pleasure.
“Two...” Their love starts cackling, all hyena like, and pauses in front of the door, toying with Ate like a cat would to mouse. Ate sure feels like a mouse, stuck, already dead. Theres two endings to this situation and neither of them are in Ate’s favour.
Ate waits. They wait some more, and they tilt their head to look at the crack of the door, only to spy nothing. The counting has stopped, and Ate is left alone. They breath out, grateful for the peace they’ve been provided. Then it all comes crashing down.
“Fuck it!” And a force come barreling through the door, and Ate gets shoved forward, having to scramble out of the way as to not be crushed against the wall. They heave out heavy breaths, and rasping breaths come from next to him.
Ate turns, and he meets his love dead in the eyes, and the dragon hybrid cackles.
“You thought you could goddamn hide from me!?” he demands, and yanks Ate on top of him with a strong grip on their arm, Ate lets out a groan, head still hurting from trying to keep the door closed. Vafer gives a pleased hum and Ate lays on top of his chest.
“Don’t worry.” A hand brushes through Ate’s hair, and their shoulders slump as Vafer slinks a hand around their waist, tightly. “I’m here now,” He croons.
Then the demeanour flips, and Vafer sits up, bringing Ate’s head with him. He comes to a stand, hand now clutching Ate’s hair, and he lets out a yelp as their head gets lifted. “Such a pretty noise...” Vafer yanks on their hair, and they groan, whimpering in pain.
Vafer tuts, and drags Ate as they scream out in pain, over to the bed. Ate flops over once releases, and sustains a kick to the stomach, and they writh in pain. “Get up,” He demands, and Ate already knows to start clawing their way up onto the bed, flopping on top.
Vafer crawls onto the mattress with a sultry smile, and Ate shudders as the man positions himself on top of Ate. Hands come, grasping down onto their wrists, pinning them down. Ate tries to struggle, but falls limps and a knee digs into their stomach, causing their breath to hitch as they gasp out in pain.
Vafer grins down at them like a hungry shark, and slides his hands down Ate’s body, outlining every curve, bump and dip, before moving up to their shoulders. He grips them tightly, causing Ate to squirm before they get slammed into the mattress roughly, Vafer pressing ever so close.
A mouth closes in and teeth nibble at his collar bones, and Ate shivers and whimpers their way through the situation, feeling like a dead body. They try squirming away each time, each time ending with a yelp, as they feel themselves getting sucked dry.
They sit there, and allow themselves defiled via pleasure and pain, and try their best to block it all out.