Pairing: Brennan/Thorne
Rating: NC-17
Archive: Yes to list archives, otherwise ask.
Summary: Thorne tries to convince Brennan to work for Eckhart one more time.
Series/sequel: Eventually
Spoilers: For the first two episodes of Mutant X.
Disclaimer: Not mine, they belong to Tribune Entertainment, and in some complex way to Marvel as well. Title comes from the Rob Zombie song of the same name. Not mine either. Don't sue, I'm broke. Not making any money off of this.
Notes: Set during episode 2, after Brennan and Thorne leave Eckhart's office.
WARNING: Dark, violence, non-consensual sex, unsafe sex. Blah bling blah, always use a condom.
Dedication: As always, much gratitude and love to Random and Saone, my betas and cheerleaders. This is also for Saone, my fellow Mutant X slasher.
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"You see, Mr. Mulwray," Thorne said as he walked around the figure in the chair, "If you were willing to cooperate, none of this would be necessary. But, since you've been refusing to listen to reason, Eckhart has given me permission to do with you as I see fit."
Brennan struggled against his bonds in the chair to no avail.
"That's right, struggle all you want. Every time you do, I'll do this." Thorne grinned wickedly as he pressed the button on a small black device. A milisecond later, pain wracked Brennan's body. He strained against the restraints as the pain continued. Thorne released the button and Brennan sagged back in his chair, relieved that the pain had stopped.
"So, I presume we've reached an understanding. Will you work for Mr. Eckhart now?"
Brennan spat in Thorne's face. Thorne activated the device again, and smirked as Mulwray writhed in agony. He removed a handkerchief from a pocket and wiped the saliva from his face. "This is going to be fun," Thorne told Brennan.
He walked over to the wall and pressed a button on the intercom. "Send in a team to prepare Mr. Mulwray." Thorne strolled back over to where Brennan was and ran a hand through Mulwray's hair. Gripping it tightly, Thorne leaned down and forced his mouth onto Brennan's, invading him with his tongue.
Brennan struggled against the invasion, shaking his head and clamping his teeth down. Thorne didn't give up. Instead, he tightened his grip on Brennan's hair, his tongue slithering inside Brennan's mouth, trying to get past his teeth. As the preparation team arrived, Thorne snorted and released Mulwray.
Thorne watched as the team efficiently transferred Brennan from the chair he had been in to a metal table. Thorne stroked the pain device in his hand as the team stripped and then bound Brennan, spread eagled, to the table. He walked over and roughly tweaked one of Mulwray's nipples. Turning to the preparation team, Thorne complimented them on their work and dismissed them.
"This is your last chance, Mr. Mulwray. Will you work for Mr. Eckhart?"
Brennan glared at Thorne and shook his head, refusing to speak. Thorne smiled cruelly at the response.
"I assure you, you will agree to work for Mr. Eckhart, one way or another," Thorne told him.
He removed his jacket and tie, setting them down on a nearby counter. Thorne slid off his shoes, and unbuckled his belt. Pausing in his removal of his clothes, Thorne caressed Brennan's smooth chest and noted the look of disgust on Mulwray's face with a smirk.
He pressed the button on the device once more, and watched with pleasure as Brennan's body convulsed, straining against the bonds. Thorne set the device on the counter next to the particles of clothing he had already removed, so that it was within reach if he needed it. He was fairly certain he wouldn't need it while he finished "convincing" Mr. Mulwray, but Thorne had not risen to his position by taking chances.
Thorne finished removing his clothes, except for the black silk boxer shorts he wore. He left those on for now. Thorne noticed the look in Brennan's eyes, and was pleased by it. Brennan knew what was coming, and was afraid.
Thorne stepped over to the counter and put a latex glove on his right hand, savoring the snap on his wrist. He slathered some lubricant onto two of his gloved fingers, and then walked over to where Brennan was.
Without saying a word, Thorne roughly inserted the two lubricated fingers into Mulwray's anus. Brennan bit down on his lip to keep from screaming. He was determined to not give in. Thorne twisted his fingers around, the heat incredible even through the latex. Brennan bit his lip so hard it began to bleed as the fingers twisted around inside of him.
Thorne removed his cock from his silk boxer shorts, and stroked it with his free hand. It was already hard and painful to the touch. He yanked his gloved fingers out of Brennan and removed the glove. Thorne tossed the glove aside, and it landed on the floor with a loud plop.
Reaching for the lubricant once more, he squeezed out a dollop into his right hand and coated his hard cock. Thorne saw the fear in Brennan's eyes, and that made his dick even harder.
Leaning down, Thorne bit down hard on one of Mulwray's nipples, and saw that while Brennan's face might be protesting, his crotch told a different story. Thorne's teeth grazed Brennan's nipple as he raised his head and smirked. His tongue slid out, and Thorne made his way down Brennan's well-muscled torso. Thorne absently stroked his cock as he licked Brennan. Mulwray's smooth skin goosebumped as Thorne's tongue passed over it.
When he reached Brennan's crotch, Thorne stood up and positioned himself between Mulwray's spread legs. Brennan closed his eyes, and tried to mentally take himself away from where he was.
But as Thorne entered him, so cold and hard, and without any warning, Brennan was ripped away from his mental safe place and brought back to reality. Something inside of him tore as all of Thorne's stiff cock entered him, and Mulwray started to bleed. He started to scream, and that was when Thorne began to thrust.
Brennan continued to scream as Thorne thrust into him, the pain was like nothing he had felt before. It burned inside of him. Thorne smiled cruelly and increased the pace of his thrusts. Mulwray screamed until his throat was raw, but Thorne kept thrusting.
Thorne continued to thrust, noting with satisfaction that Brennan's cock was ramrod straight. He was sure that Mulwray had learned his lesson, and grabbed Brennan's cock. Thorne began to stroke it, none too gently, and was pleased when Mulwray groaned softly a few minutes later as he reached orgasm.
Thorne released Brennan's member and gave one last final thrust as he growled and shot his load into Mulwray. Brennan screamed and writhed in agony as the warm semen seeped into his wounded insides.
Thorne withdrew from Brennan and cleaned himself up. He got dressed and met Brennan's gaze. "Will you work for Mr. Eckhart now?"
Mulwray nodded.
"Good," Thorne told him. He picked up the pain device in one hand and released Brennan from his bonds. "Now clean yourself up. We've got work to do."
Created on ... April 28, 2003