Prisoners of Love [Rated R]

Rokiri finished massaging Loki's chest and settled himself over his face, slipping his cock into the boy's mouth slowly with a teasing purr.

Loki almost toppled backwards when Rokiri forced his way into the boys mouth, the taste rather disgusting. He ended up closing his eyes again, a few moans could only be heard in the back of his throat.

Charis tongued the slit, slowly moving his head down while he massaged Loki's hips and stomach, as if trying to reassure him.

Rokiri thrusted himself inside and out of Loki's mouth, sharing the taste of Charis with him. Even though he didn't mind fooling around, no one was allowed to touch Charis in that way other than himself.

The boy couldn't stand it anymore, he couldn't stand the taste of that part of Charis in his mouth, so he bit down. Not too hard but just enough. Though when Loki did bite down, another part of him seemed to explode. He came for a second time.

Charis leaned back, spitting again, before resting his head on Loki's stomach and purring contently

Rokiri took his cock out of Loki's mouth and cursed, almost falling backwards. The bite had startled him. He pouted and rubbed his manhood, going to a corner of the bed.

Loki stuck his tongue out slightly, his face scrunched as if he had tasted something horrible, which he did. He didn't like the taste of another mans dick nor did he like the taste of one that had just been inside another man. Disgusting.

Charis growled viciously at Loki when he hurt Kiri. "Don't do that ever again!" he snarled, slapping Loki before scrambling over to Kiri and nuzzling his neck.

Rokiri nuzzled back and smiled, stroking his hair. "It's okay, Charis darling. I'm fine."

Loki stumbled forward, to the wall before placing a hand where he had been slapped. Half leaning against the wall, he was very open to any attacks from behind.

"Brat," Charis snapped. He settled in Rokiri's lap and nuzzled into his shoulder. "Out! I want him out if he'll be like this!"

"Now, now honey. This is his other personality we're talking about. I'm sure Thor will be much more well behaved." Rokiri continued to stroke Charis' hair, kissing all over his face.

Loki turned his head back to the two, his crimson eyes narrowed to a point. "Oh you are NOT going to drag Thor out. I won't let him suffer the pain. There is no way in hell." He growled, the protective side of Loki now visible.

"GET OUT!" Charis screamed. "I don't want either of you here if you're going to hurt Kiri!"

Rokiri snuggled Charis, shaking a little as he began to break down again.

"Fine. I'll go back out to the savages and get raped." Loki muttered, not even caring that he was now naked as he walked out of the door of Charis' room. It didn't even take 10 seconds before the poor boy was tackled, dragged to the mess hall and chained up.

Charis snarled. "He could have made things easy but he hurt you," he snuggled against Rokiri, not even caring that someone was yelling at him about his inappropriate behavior.

Rokiri shook more violently, clinging close to Charis. "Don't let them take me away..."

As Loki was chained back up, his virginity was taken as well as his last remaining bit of sanity. One by one, the prisoners lined up to have their go at the new one, one by one they had their way. Each time Loki would end up coming, each time he would cry out in pain.

Charis heard the screams and snuggle into Rokiri, clasping his hands over his ears. "We told him," he whined.

"Yes, we did." Rokiri agreed, torn between calmness and depression as he cuddled Charis lovingly.

[timeskip to three days later]

Thor was now tied to his bed in the cell he shared with Rokiri, his entire body aching and his mind broken, he felt like he was going to die. The Guards had kept their promise in keeping him there for three days but during that time, he didn't eat so he was now hooked up to a machine that was feeding him through a tube because his mouth was taped off.

Charis sneaked down to the cells and hung despondently on the bars, staring at Thor. He looked so pathetic there...

"Let me in, Kiri?" he asked softly. "He looks awful."

"Of course." Rokiri picked the lock to the cell's door and let Charis in with a frown. Even with all the blankets and warmth he had given Thor, he still looked like shit.