Disclaimer: ...If you think I own 'em, you're fucked.

If you think this happened...you're fucked.

C'mon, seriously...I doubt any of this is even possible in their minds...

I'm...not sure if I should warn people about the content...

If the idea of a somewhat willing rape victim, incest, sadism...lotsa good stuff (Well, to me, anyway) bothers you... I guess... be warned?

Well, alright.

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"Her." I mumbled to my brother, who was sitting next to me.

"Who?" He asked softly, taking a sip from the cup of water in his hand.

I smirked and pointed discreetly at the girl who had just walked into our small church.

"I want her."

I heard Mikey chuckle slightly.

"She's a pretty one alright..."

I bit my lip softly as I scanned her from head to toe.

She looked so innocent...

Her long brown hair was pulled back into a pony-tail, and she had a white sundress on...just plain cut, no sleeves, went just below her knee...

"So, she the one?" He asked, looking at her much of the same way I was.

"Hmm... I think so..."

"She new?"

"If we've seen her before, wouldn't we remember?" I laughed softly, getting up and turning around to smirk at him as I walked backwards towards her.

He shook his head and followed along behind me, locking his eyes on the ground and playing the 'shy' one, yet again.

I kept walking, saying the random few things to Mikey, to make it seem like I was easily distracted, making it easier to-

"Oh, crap." I laughed, turning around quickly and grabbing her arm before she could fall, after I bumped into her.

"I'm sorry." I said, smiling at her innocently.

She looked down, blushing quickly.

"I-It's alright."

...She's ours.

I looked at her curiously, and waited for her to look up at me again before saying,

"Are you new here?"

She nodded quickly, looking down again.

"I thought so. I told Mikey over here," - I pointed to him - "That I would remember someone as pretty as you."

She looked up, just noticing the quiet young man standing behind me.

I kicked him slightly, and he looked up.

'God bless that boy for his ability to blush on que...it makes this so much easier...'

I turned my back to her and smirked as he waved.

"Oh, how rude of me..." I laughed, placing my hand over my heart as I turned back towards her.

I noticed her eyes go straight to the hand on my chest and continued to watch it as I extended it towards her.

"Gerard."

She smiled, and shook my hand.

"Raine."

"Wow, hippie name." Mikey piped up, making her giggle.

"Mikey." He said quietly, nodding.

"He...tends not to say a lot." I mumbled to her, making his head snap up and he glared at me softly.

"Aw, leave him be." She said, smiling at his softly.

He smiled and looked down again.

I laughed.

"Naw, he's the little brother here...I'm allowed."

"Ah..." She said, laughing quietly and nodding.

"It makes sense now?" Mikey mumbled, walking over a bit from behind me, to beside me.

He always made it seem like they were trying to win him over...not the other way around...

'Crafty little fuck...'

She nodded.

"So...h-how old are you?" Mikey asked, then mumbled 'sorry', making it seems like he had made some rude outburst.

"I'm 16...soon."

Both me and Mikey nodded, looking at her.

"You guys?"

I glanced at Mikey.

He decided the ages...he never tended to be much older than them...then I was the big brother they wanted to try to impress...

"I'm 18." He mumbled, then looked over at me. "Gerard's 21."

'Heh, only a few years off...'

I nodded, and couldn't help but laugh inwardly as she bought every word of it.

Could we really pull off being that much younger than we were?

"What're you doing after church?" I asked, smiling and leaning against the door she had walked in through.

She shrugged, and glanced around the room.

"Probably just going back home..."

"That's no way to spend a Sunday afternoon." I smiled.

"Oh, and how would you suggest spending it?" Mikey asked, holding back his smirk.

"Why don't we all go back to my place? Get to know each other better?"

Mikey just shook his head.

"Gee...we just met her...She's not going to-"

"Sure." She said, cutting off Mikey with a smile.

"I mean...I need friends." She giggled.

I smiled and nodded, and looked around the room again.

"Wanna get going?" I asked, cocking my head to the door.

"Y-yeah..." She said, a small, nervous smile on her face.

I offered her my hand and turned around, pulling her out the door, Mikey following close behind us.

'...No turning back now, lovely...You're ours.'

"How much did you give her?"

"Stop whining. Same as always...she's just younger..." I mumbled, kneeling down next to her bound form, grabbing the tie in her hair and yanking it out, letting her hair fall around her face.

Mikey leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at me.

"What drink did you mix it with?"

"Will you stop badgering me about this?!" I said sternly, standing up and glaring at him.

"She'll wake up when she wakes up!"

He shook his head and took his glasses off, cleaning them with the bottom of his shirt.

"You just seemed so eager...I have to make sure you didn't fuck something up." He put his glasses back on and pushed them up the bridge of his nose, looking down at her, then leaning down and pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

As he did, I thought I heard her groan slightly, and she lifted her head, looking up at Mikey.

"Wh...What?" Se asked, confused.

"What's going on...?" She asked, looking around.

The effects of the drug I had slipped her slowly wearing off.

It always bothered me when guys slipped girls Date Rape shit, so they could fuck them while they were asleep...

If they're asleep it takes all the fun away from it.

What's the point of fucking them if you can't hear them scream?

I guess these types of thoughts were genetic...considering Michael felt the same way I did...

We've been doing this type of shit together since...

Well, since I found him, for lack of a better word, torturing one of his ex- girlfriends...

"Mmm, hey doll..." He purred, moving away from her, and looking to me with a smirk.

She looked up at him, confused-

'Now's the part where she tried to move her hands....'

-She pulled at the duct tape wrapped around her wrists.

'Hmm...now that pleading look...'

-She looked up at both of us in turn, her eyes wide, her mouth moving, no sound coming out.

'Oh, my favorite part-'

She let out an ear splitting shriek.

'...I'm too good.'

I smirked at Mikey, and he walked over to her, slapping her roughly across the cheek, shutting her up instantly, the sound of skin on skin near echoed in the quiet bedroom.

"Aww...don't cry, kitten..." I whispered, kneeling down in front her, running my thumb over the red welt rising on her cheek, and staring up into her tear filled eyes.

'God, I love their innocence...'

Of course that didn't help.

She sniffled loudly, and I watched a single tear roll down her cheek...

"None of that." I said sternly, wiping it away with a rough motion.

"Mikey doesn't like that." I looked over at him, reclining slightly on the unmade bed, watching us through eyes no bigger than slits...

"And, if you make Mikey mad, he'll do that again..." I pushed my thumb down over her cheek bone, making her wince.

"If you're good...we'll make it worth your while..." Mikey whispered.

'Oh, bullshit Mikey...' She seemed to buy it though.

Whether she believed him, or just didn't want to make him mad, she gulped and nodded quickly.

"That's a good girl..." I leaned down, kissing her cheek softly.

I heard Mikey sigh loudly and stand up, moving and standing behind me.

I glanced up at him, a bit annoyed.

I liked this one...I wasn't going to let him have her...

Well, I wasn't going to let him decide when he had her...

I wanted to be in control of this one.

Most people would wonder how I could let my younger brother take so much control...

They didn't know him the way I did...

They didn't know just how violent shy little Mikey could be...

And, they didn't know how fucking hot he was when he was mad.

Seems that, along with the sadistic tendencies we both held, the urge for incest was genetic, too.

He grabbed my hair roughly, pulling me up from my knees and crashing his lips against mine, biting down and pulling on my lower lip, making me gasp, moan, and dig my nails into his neck roughly.

I heard him growl deep in his throat before he threw me away from him, gasping for breath as he looked down at Raine.

I heard her whimper, and couldn't help the small twitch I felt in my cock.

Even the ones I liked...I loved it when we broke them.

She whimpered again, and I heard Mikey chuckle softly.

I looked up at her and saw the look of fear on her face...so did Mikey.

That low chuckle turned into a giggle, which turned into an all out laugh.

"You're...you're insane..." She whispered.

'...Stupid bitch.'

Mikey stopped laughing immediately and glared down at her.

He grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back so she was staring up at him.

"Care to repeat that?" He growled.

'Even if she's right, she shouldn't have said shit.'

I could fucking see her throat move as she gulped and shook her head, her hair falling in her face.

"At least she catching on..." I mumbled, more to myself, but Mikey heard me and pouted slightly.

I stood up, walking over to him slowly, not being able to resist those lips in a pout...

"It's more fun when they don't."

I scoffed.

"You act like you can't do what you want if they're good..."

He smirked, his hand moving to my waist when I was close enough.

"I shouldn't..." He mumbled, leaning down to me, his lips brushing against my forehead.

"But you will..."

I heard her gasp and we both turned to look at her.

I glared at her angrily.

How dare she wreck one of the few affectionate times I have with my brother.

I moved away from him and leaned down to her, our noses almost touching.

"I thought," - I moved my hand to her neck - "He told you," - my hand wrapped around her throat gently as I leaned down more, my lips against hers...

"To shut up!?" I closed my hand roughly over her throat, causing her to let out a choked off cry.

I let go as quickly as I had grabbed her.

She has to learn to do what she's told.

She gasped for breath, and was trying to hold back her tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She sobbed, looking up at me through her hair.

"Now...I didn't want to do that...You made me, precious..." I stroked her cheek gently and kissed her.

I moved away from her and looked at Mikey.

Any sweet, affectionate look he might have been giving me before was lost in the lustful way his eyes were burning into me now.

He loved it when I was the violent one...

I made no move towards him, and I watched as his shoulders hitched slightly as his breathing became shallower.

He walked over to me and bit down on my neck roughly, making me gasp and me knees buckle.

"You know. How much. I love it. When you. Do that." He whispered, his sentences punctuated with nibbles at my neck.

I knew what she was thinking.

These guys are sick.

These guys are twisted.

They'll probably kill me.

...But, she couldn't help but find it a turn on.

I knew these girls.

It's why I picked them out.

They can tell themselves all they want that it was rape...

But they knew. Oh, they knew that deep down, somewhere in their tiny, fucked up little minds, that they loved it.

...That's why they never, ever told...

Mikey pushed me down onto her lap, continuing his assault on my neck as he untucked my shirt and ran his hands over my chest, making me shiver over her.

He knew what he was doing.

We both did.

We both knew we were at least fairly attractive to all these girls.

Otherwise they wouldn't've come with us.

I giggled in my mind at my own wording, and moaned softly as Mikey kissed me, shoving his tongue past my lips, before pulling away abruptly.

I could still feel her shaking underneath me as I stood up, and turned to smile at her.

"Don't mind us." I said softly.

"Like she fucking would." Mikey growled, grabbing my hips and digging his nails into my skin, making me gasp.

"N-now now Mikey..." I whispered. "It's her turn...."

Her eyes grew wide, and I couldn't help but giggle.

"Oh now, darling, you know you're having a good time." I said, walking around her and placing my hands on her shoulders, leaning down and biting on her ear and tugging roughly.

She let out a loud cry, and Mikey moved to her, putting his hand over her mouth.

"Now, you are going to let Gerard there do what he wants. I would say enjoy it, but I would rather you not. Although, he tends to let them like it..."

He moved away, leaning against the wall and pulling his small army knife out of his pocket and started to toy with the blade gently.

"I, on the other hand, don't."

I ran my hand down from her shoulder to her stomach, where I scratched lightly over that pretty white dress...

'It'll be red before this night is through...Especially if I know Mikey...'

I slowly pulled that dress above her knee, letting my fingers brush over the inside of her knee, just enough to get her to shiver.

I licked along the side of her neck, loving that, even though now, she was softly crying, shaking...I could practically hear her moaning...

I nipped softly at her neck, making her shiver, and I moved my hands away from her, knowing I wanted to hurt her now...

So, I started to unbutton my shirt.

When I had reached the top, I realized my tie was still on.

I pulled it off, and let my shirt hang open as I moved in front of her, crouching down, licking my lips.

I laughed slightly as I noticed her eyes trail over my chest, then back up to my eyes, still partially pleading for me, being the kinder one, to let her go.

But, partially....asking for something...more.

I shook my head and slipped my tie around her neck, tightening it slightly so it just started to dig into her neck...

I traced over her shin and moved my finger up over her knee to her inner thigh...

She shuddered, her eyes falling closed...

'I Knew it...' I slowly stood back up, moving behind her, but still pulling her skirt up more.

I could hear her breathing now.

It was strangled, raspy...

I looked over at Mikey, who had his lips sucked into his mouth, gnawing on it, probably trying to draw blood.

I rubbed her shoulders gently, and leaned down, whispering, trying to give my voice the same tone that her breathing had...

"Maybe...you should let him go first..." I bit down on her neck and glanced up at Mikey, and he was scratching at his neck as I bit at hers.

I smirked and giggled, still right by her ear, and I heard her groan.

"...He told you if you were good it would be worth your while..." My hands wandered to the zipper at the back of her dress and I pulled it down, watching Mikey move his hand down his body as mine moved down hers.

I smirked up at him through my hair, and nodded at him before going back to nibbling on her neck, getting the most arousing little sounds...

Then I hear Mikey moan.

I knew he was rubbing himself through those tight jeans of his.

I couldn't blame him for moaning.

I knew the feeling.

I mean, obviously, you're going to get the pleasure no matter what, but, there was something about those skin tight jeans he always wore...

It added a delicious amount of friction and...

I had to bite my lip to get my thoughts away from the memory of Mikey doing such things to me through a pair of his jeans.

Although, the sounds of her pathetic, almost guilty moans, along with his loud, unabashed one were enough to make me moan, myself...

I licked up her spine to the back of her neck, making her gasp.

"P-Please stop..." She shuddered.

'Oh, I can't stop now...we're both enjoying this to much...'

I gently placed my hand over her mouth, and shushed her.

"Miiiiiikey..." I whispered sweetly, still by her ear, but loud enough for him to hear.

I heard him groan in response, and I looked up at him.

One his hands was against the wall, supporting him, the other, rubbing at his crotch furiously.

He was biting at his bottom lip, and his eyes were shut tight...

That sight alone made me shiver and moan slightly.

Well, that plus the fact that she was shaking more violently now that my hand was resting on the bare skin of her lower back.

"Open your eyes, Mikey." I said in that same, sweet tone as I pulled her dress off her shoulders.

It obviously wouldn't come completely off.

Her hands were tied together.

But, it wouldn't be as fun if Mikey couldn't destroy their clothes...

He gasped again and I saw his eyes flutter open.

Again, I heard that, what I liked to describe as a, preditorial growl, when he saw her.

He slowed his hand and pushed himself away from the wall, walking (Although to me it seemed more like he was strutting) over to us slowly.

He crouched down in front of her, still playing with his knife.

'Ah, Mike...don't hurt this one to bad-'

I heard her gasp and hold back a scream as he ran the small blade over the inside of her thigh before grabbing her skirt and making a tear in it.

I ran my hands over her throat and pulled her head back so that she was looking at me.

I kissed her gently, trying to keep her calm, trying to keep her from getting hurt.

I heard her gasp, and her eyes shut tight, and I heard Mikey giggle.

"Ooops." He said, smiling up at me as I watched the thick, red fluid slowly start to flow from a small cut in her thigh.

I sighed.

"Clean that up, Mikey..."

"Whatever you say, Gerard..." He mumbled seductively, holding eye contact with me as he attached his lips to her thigh, sucking gently on the gash he had made.

I bit my lip as he closed his eyes and moaned, letting some of it drip down his chin...

I couldn't help the way my nails dug into her shoulder at the sight.

I heard her whimpering, trying her best to be a good little girl and not scream out in pain.

'She deserves something for that...'

I watched how Mikeys tongue traced through the blood, trying to get all of it...

I moved my hand down her front, playing across her thigh lightly before smudging the blood up her thigh.

Mikey glanced up at me, biting on his lip slightly before following the small trial of blood I had made up her thigh with his tongue.

I heard her groan as I tried my best to make that trail go higher.

He laughed against her leg and looked up at me.

"I know what you're going for..."

'It's not like it wasn't obvious...'

He stood up slowly, putting his hands on his hips and glaring down at me slightly.

"I don't appreciate you trying to..." He lowered his eyes to the ground and made a few hand gestures.

"Trick you?" I asked with a low, breathy chuckle.

"Yes."

He glared at me again, and I shivered, lowering my eyes and locking them at the base of her throat, watching the way she moved now that she was terrified...

I heard him sigh, and then I felt his hands on my waist.

"Why?"

I looked up at him confused.

"Why try to trick me?"

"S-She...was being good..."

He smirked and shook his head, moving away from me and kneeling in front of her again.

He licked his lips, still watching me as he slowly pushed his hands under her skirt, making her immediately stiffen and hold back hyperventilation.

He pulled off her underwear quickly and stood up again, throwing it across the room.

"Do what you want..." He said quietly, dangerously even.

"But I get her pretty little mouth..."

I smiled softly at him, and I could have sworn I saw him blush.

'Wow, I'm having quite the good day...'

I watched him out of the corner of my eyes as he pulled his shirt over his head (Making me remember mine was still hanging open.) before pulling his jeans down slowly, biting his lip as he looked up at her.

I quickly took the spot Mikey had occupied moments before in front of her, and licked along the still trickling cut.

She looked down at me, her eyes filled with tears again, and I could fucking read her mind.

'Help me! Don't you care about what your brother is going to do? He's going to rape me!'

Honestly...I didn't.

I liked her, she was pretty...but I'm not going to get in Mikey's way...

I heard her gasp and cry out as he pulled on her hair roughly.

"Hope you can do more than make sounds with that." he said, forcing out a chuckle as he forced himself down her throat.

The moan he let out...ugh.

Amazing.

I watched as he near choked her every time he thrusted into her mouth, pulling harder and harder on her hair...

Her eyes filled with more and more tears she was trying not to let spill over.

'...poor thing.'

I put my hands on her knees, pulling her legs apart slightly.

I saw her eyes dart from Mikey to me, and I heard her whimper again, making Mikey moan loudly.

I tried my best to shush her as I moved more between her legs and let me hands start to move up...

"Mmmm, Ugh...fuck..." Mikey wasn't one to try to stay quiet.

When I heard her gasp, I wasn't sure if it was because she was trying to breathe...or, because what I was doing now.

I slowly moved my fingers in and out, trying to help her calm down, maybe even enjoy what Mikey was doing.

I mean, I know I always did.

She moaned softly, making Mikey grunt and force himself further down her throat.

She gagged, and he pulled away from her quickly, looking somewhat insulted, and he slapped her again.

I shook my head, speeding up my action a bit.

She closed her eyes, her head falling back as she let out another quiet moan.

I felt a hand tangle in my hair and yank me back, making both me, and Raine, gasp.

"Stop, now." Mikey panted, glaring down at me.

He was glistening slightly, and I smirked as I took in the sight.

"What's wrong, Mike?" I asked as I let my eyes trail lower over his stomach.

I saw his fist clench before I felt a sharp pain on my cheek.

I gasped, bringing my hand to my face as I held back tears of indignation.

He had never hit me before.

"Mike-?!"

"Fucking shut it, Gerard."

I stopped talking immediately, slowly bringing my eyes up to meet his.

I could tell he wanted to hit me again, it was just...obvious in the way he glared at me.

I sighed, breaking eye contact again.

"Don't be mad." I said softly.

"Don't be- don't be mad?" He asked, laughing harshly.

He walked closer to me, grabbing one of the sides of my open shirt, yanking it up and making me yelp and look up at him.

"If you don't want me to be mad-" He whispered, putting his hand on my shoulder sweetly.

"-Then make it better!" He growled, pushing me down to my knees in front of him.

I gasped as I felt his nails digging into my shoulder when I didn't start right away.

I glanced over at her, she didn't exactly seem afraid anymore...well, a bit, since she was still lied up, but now it was more...curiosity.

I smiled softly to her, and gasped again as his nails went deeper, probably drawing blood, before I gently wrapped my lips around his cock, sucking lightly, just enough for him to release some pressure in the nails biting into my skin.

His tough demeanor with me immediately softened and he moaned, lacing his fingers in my hair, tugging lightly.

I stopped what I was doing, and he growled pulling my head back by my hair before pushing himself back into my mouth.

He kept thrusting in and out of my mouth as I tried my best to keep my throat relaxed, so that I wouldn't gag.

He hated when people gagged...

He suddenly pulled out of me completely, gasping for breath as I looked up at him confused.

"Want...her..." He gasped, looking over at her with a sick smirk on his face.

I smiled at her sadly, mouthing 'I tried.' but I couldn't help but lick my lips.

I could still taste Mikey...

I watched as he grabbed the knife off the floor and quickly cut away as much of her dress as he felt he needed to.

He literally ripped (Breaking the clasps in the back) her bra off of her, all the while, her remaining tied up.

I smirked.

'Now that's talent...'

He hovered over her, pulling her up on the chair a bit, obviously getting ready to fuck her senseless.

I bit my lip as she looked over at me in terror.

"I...I thought you wanted her mouth, Mike..." I mumbled, smirking up at him.

He glared down at me for a moment before smiling and nodding.

"That I did...that I do..." He traced his finger over her bottom lip.

"So then, you take her mouth," I made eye contact with her. "I'll take her."

He smirked and shook his head.

"Gerard...what do you take me for?"

I looked at him, confused.

"I know you won't do anything." He spat, I could see him grinding his teeth afterwards.

"How?" I said, trying to make my voice sound sultry as possible.

"I'll tell you what..." He mumbled, nodding to himself, approving his idea almost.

He walked over to me and lifted my chin, kissing me before pointing at her.

"You can have her," - I smiled - "If I can have her mouth at the same time..."

My smile only got bigger.

"I think I can work with that..." I whispered, leaning down next to her and playing with her hair.

"Now Kitten, do you understand what's going to happen?"

She shook her head, actually looking confused.

"I, am going to fuck you," - She inhaled sharply and I hushed her. - "And you, are going to suck off Mikey..."

She looked around the room quickly, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Now, in order for that to happen..." I continued, standing up and over her.

"Is if we untie you..."

She looked up at me hopefully.

"If you're good...you can leave when we're done..." I mumbled against her lips before kissing her softly.

"Now...are you going to be good?"

She nodded quickly, still seemingly afraid to make a sound.

"...Good." I mumbled.

I stood up and picked up the once again forgotten knife and hacked at the duct tape over her wrists.

It cut into her at least once, and I apologized, sucking gently on her wrists, causing her to sigh and moan quietly.

'...She's going to love this.'

Them in the blink of an eye, she was up and out of her chair, sprinting for the door.

Luckily Mikey wasn't one to be thrown off by shock as much as I was...

He grabbed her elbow and threw her down on the bed gently.

"Gee, grab her hips." He growled.

I gulped slightly and pulled my pants and boxers off quickly before moving behind her and pulling her to the side of the bed, holding onto her hips roughly.

He slipped in front of her and pushed her head down onto him roughly, stifling the small cries and whimpers she was letting out.

"Shush Kitten...Shush..." I mumbled, pulling her hair away from her face so it wouldn't get in the way.

I then pulled on her hips, pulling her back towards me.

"Calm down..." I whispered, biting on my lip as I slipped myself into her, causing her to moan softly.

Luckily, this time she didn't gag on it as Mikey continued to thrust into her mouth.

Mikey tangled his hands in her hair as I slowly pumped in and out of her, fighting the urge to fuck her hard and fast, knowing that that wouldn't help in anyway right now.

...But fuck, did I want to.

Bad.

I moaned loudly through gritted teeth as I tried not to dig my nails into her hips even harder than I was already.

I could hear those soft moans slowly getting louder, but she was chocked off as Mikey screamed loudly, coming down her throat.

She didn't gag.

She swallowed it quickly as Mikey fell back onto the bed, catching his breath.

I moved one of my hands to her shoulder, giving me a bit more leverage and I thrusted into her a bit harder, a bit faster now that I didn't have to worry about Mikey getting mad at her...

"Mmm...fuck her harder, Gee..." I heard Mikey say lazily as he flopped down on the bed, watching us.

She moaned loudly as I did, and dragged my nails along her back.

"Oh, God...Gerard..." She moaned, grabbing onto the bed sheet and clenching her fists, pulling on it.

I bit my lip almost hard enough to draw blood as I slammed into her roughly a few more times before coming, and falling against her back.

I heard her gasping for breath, and we all just lay there.

"Can I....Can I go?" She asked, sounding as innocent and somewhat scared as she had when she first woke up.

Both me and Mikey nodded, pointing to the closet, meaning she could grab some clothes.

She got up and quickly threw something on, near running for the door.

"Oh, Raine..." Mikey started, sitting up a bit and smirking.

She stopped, turning around slowly, and I could hear her gulp.

"...See you at church."