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Bend You, Break You, Make You Mine	By : MyraThorne Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7126 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Author's note: almost to the end of Book 1. Just the epilog to go. Then I rest for a while, before we begin Book 2!
Jimmy wakes in a red glow, bathed in a warm gooey heat. At first, he cannot move, only float. He tries to reach out, but his fingers are stopped with a soft thump. Eyes opening a bit wider, he realizes that he is in some sort of tank.
It is then that he notices the wires attached to his body, snaking down his nostrils. Incoherent voices are talking outside of the tank, rushing around to complete tasks only they understand. He tries to get their attention, but he suddenly feels too good to move.
A pair of hands from the outside reaches into his goo to place sensors on his head. Jimmy tries to sit up, but the hands gently push him back down.
Jimmy can dimly make out the shape of Wade outside of the tank. Jimmy notices that he can smell Wade through the goo. It takes him a second to notice that the scent must have been added to the air coming from the apparatus pumping air in and out of his lungs, along with the tubing in his nostrils.
He starts when one of Wade�s hands closes around his, the other lightly stroking the inside of his arm. Jimmy wants to jerk his arm back, only to find that he has been strapped down in the tank. He wonders why Wade is smiling at him. Hell, why is Wade trying to be nice to him?
�I promise you, James, everything is going to be much better in a moment.�
Jimmy�s head twists around in desperation, trying to figure out where Stryker�s voice is coming from. It�s only once he has bumped the headphones out of place that he puts it together. Wade reaches in to gently, damn near lovingly, put the headphones back over Jimmy�s ears.
�Now, this may hurt a little bit, but I want you to try and stay as relaxed as possible,� Stryker explains. �We�re going to make you stronger, both physically and mentally. Logan will be gone by the time we are done. But right now, the most important thing is for you to relax or else this procedure could go very wrong very quickly.�
Jimmy remembers learning something about some kind of electric brain therapy once. He wonders if that�s what they�re about to do to him. He wishes he could talk, ask questions. But some part of him recognizes that he wouldn�t get any real answers anyway.
Jimmy�s mind starts to wander for a moment. He feels gentle fingers pushing into his mind-
James? James, I need you listen to me. You must not react, or they may try to stop me.
Jimmy can�t tell if the voice is actually male or female, but there is something very familiar about this voice�Mother? he asks silently. Wait, what are you doing here?
Oh, James. I have come to protect you. It�s as if his mother is lying beside him when he was a child, body racked with fever. He can almost feel her pushing back sweat slicked hair from his brow. Yet the woman his mind conjures up isn�t exactly his mother. They�re going to try to erase your memories, and I fear they are going to be quite successful. But Mother has a plan to protect her little boy.
Jimmy feels the familiar tickle of panic rising in his chest. �James, I need you relax,� Stryker is admonishing him. �We�re going to be starting shortly, and I need you to be as calm as possible.�
Yes, relax, James. I am going to help you by taking your memories from you and locking them away in a safe place, his mother promises. And then, one day when it�s safe, I will return them to you.
�Now take some deep breaths for us, James. Just relax. We�re going to be starting the procedure in thirty seconds.�
Jimmy watches as Wade backs away from the tank. While he concentrates on his breathing, Jimmy feels his (not) mother reaching into his mind. He struggles not to panic as he watches his memories slipping out of his head-
Pain.
Horrible pain.
His body is on fire.
Cold burning is forcing its way into his bones.
The apparatus in his mouth is the only thing that keeps him from biting through his own tongue. He struggles to keep breathing. His heart is trying to rip its way out of his chest-
This is Jimmy at fourteen years old. He and Victor are sitting around a fire. Victor is pulling burrs from his hair-
He watches as the memory slips into Mother�s grasp.
-he is cradling his brother�s head in his lap, waiting nervously for Victor�s chest to heal. Jimmy is torn between getting caught by the German soldiers, the American soldiers finding out what they are, and the ever present fear that maybe this time his brother won�t heal-
-Victor is grinning wickedly at no one in particular as he forces himself on some poor girl-
-naked in the snow, his face healing. Victor is forcing his way into his body. And, oh god, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts-
-Jimmy is on his knees, gladly sucking his brother off. Victor pulls his head up, kissing him before gently fucking him. Whispered words of love-
The pain is increasing. He wants to scream at them to stop. His memories are whipping by so fast now, he can�t even recognize them. His body starts to convulse.
Everything fades to black-
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With a roar of pain, he breaks through the bonds holding him down. A brief struggle with the wires, and he is free. He leaps out of the tank, glaring around trying to figure out just where in the hell he is.
�Doctor, we have a problem!� a woman is shouting. She opens a door and men in uniforms come running into the room.
He� wait, what is his name? Why can�t he remember his name?
This frustrates him. With a howl of rage, he lunges at the men. He must get out of this place that reeks of chemicals, pain, and death.
The men strike out with clubs and needles. He fights them, punching and throwing bodies. But they seem to just keep coming with their inflictions of pain.
�What�� he groans, backing away. �What. Have you. Done to me?� His heart is beating so fast. The pain grips his body in painful spasms again. �I� Hurt. What is going on?!�
One of the men comes at him swinging a club towards his head. On instinct, he lifts one fist. Three shiny claws come snapping out, burying themselves in the man�s head.
He then decides that it�s time to get the hell out of here. Growling, snarling like a rabid dog, he manages to break through the remaining men and dash out into the hallway. He can see a door, smell freedom just on the other side of it.
A body slams into his. Disoriented by pain, he falls easily to the floor. The other body smells familiar, but he can�t place it.
�It�s all right, Jimmy,� a voice husks in his ear. �I have you. You�re safe now.�
�Jimmy?� he murmurs, rolling the name around his mind. �Is that my name?�
The other man, tall, dark haired, manic eyes, is pinning him to the floor. He is holding his hands against the floor by the wrists. �That�s right, Jimmy, that�s your name. Do you remember me? Wade? Huh? No? That�s all right, the docs said you might not even remember your own name.�
He starts when this Wade begins rubbing his groin against his ass. Slow undulations, and there is no doubt in his mind that this man definitely wants to fuck him.
�But don�t you worry,� Wade continues. �I�m going to take very good care of you. I�ll help you to feel better, I promise-�
�I think not.�
The weight of Wade is quickly hefted off of his back. Wade makes a squeaking sound that is cut short by his head connecting with the wall.
He rolls over to see an impossibly tall man standing over him, shirtless in leather pants. The man is offering him a hand. �James, are you all right?�
He gingerly reaches out to take the man�s hand-
As soon as their hands touch, James feels oddly sleepy. �Romulus?� he mumbles, stumbling a bit as he tries to stand. �What happened?�
Romulus pulls James into his arms, slicking back his goo-laden hair. �Everything went according to plan, my love,� he explains to James. Though he will never admit it out loud, Romulus is shocked by how thorough Stryker�s mind wipe is. There are very few memories remaining in James�s head. It will take him some time to replace them all, but it will be easier working with such a clean slate.
James still feels deeply confused, but finds himself with the strangest urge to drop to his knees and start tongue fucking Romulus�s belly button. He doesn�t exactly remember the large man standing in front of him, but his mind assures him that this man is in fact his lover. He can trust this man.
A young man of some kind of Asian origin comes running towards them. �I can�t find Victor. He�s not in this facility.� His eyes flick to James. �How is he?�
Romulus runs a soothing hand along James�s back. �They took more of his memory from him than I would have liked, but I can work with that. Is there any indication of where Victor is?�
�No.�
Gritting his teeth, Romulus pushes James gently towards the door. �We will deal with the Victor problem later. Right now your father is my main focus.�
James�s head snaps around to look at the young man. �You�re my son?� he asks.
�There is no time for this right now, James.� Romulus grabs onto his wrist and starts dragging him towards the door. �Let�s get out of here while we still can.�
Romulus does not see Daken glaring at his back, nor does he catch the spark of jealousy as he watches his father being shuffled out the door that Romulus kicks open.
The cold, fresh air revives James and he manages to keep up with the other two as the run into the forest surrounding this mysterious facility. They run and run and run, James and Romulus in the lead with Daken following closely behind.
And he doesn�t know why, but James realizes that all is close to finally being right in his world.
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Several hours later, the three men take refuge in an abandoned barn. Exhaustion finally wins and James finds himself crashing to the floor. His son catches him, helping him over into one of the stalls.
Daken creates a make shift bed out of hay and a few worn blankets. It isn�t much, but it serves its purpose of being more comfortable than the ground.
Daken curls around his father, tucking his head under James�s chin. Just as James can feel his eyes starting to drift shut, his stomach growls loudly.
�Go catch us something to eat,� Romulus orders Daken.
As Romulus gently pushes Daken away from James, his father catches the murderous glance he throws at the pair before leaving the barn to follow his orders. James wonders who it is that his son is jealous of.
Rational though quickly leaves his mind as Romulus begins kissing him, softly at first then more insistently. The two men wrap their bodies around each other, grinding and writhing.
Romulus licks and nips his way down James, easily removing the trunks that the scientists had put James in. He gently bites the inside of James�s thigh before hovering over his lover�s erection. �If you�re not up to this?� he playfully asks, nearly laughing out loud at the look in James�s eyes. He easily takes James into his mouth, sucking him in the ways he doesn�t remember that he loves.
James whimpers beautifully, struggling to keep his hips still while fisting the blanket. Romulus reaches behind James�s body with his fingers. He has a small bottle of oil with him. After all, he had entirely planned on a very joyous reunion between them.
Romulus pulls his mouth away, quickly shifting up to capture James�s mouth with his own. James wordlessly voices his obvious frustration, grasping at Romulus�s shoulders. Romulus moans, feeling the wet kiss of James�s leaking cock on his belly. He reaches between them to swipe the wetness off with the tips of his fingers, gladly sucking his fingers clean before turning his mouth�s attention to James�s neck.
Placing biting kiss along the tightened flesh, Romulus opens the bottle before rolling James over. He watches in fascination as he some of the oil onto his fingers, then the rest directly into the crease of James�s ass. Romulus teases his lover by rubbing light circles against his opening, refusing to push in.
�Last chance,� he whispers in James�s ear. �You�ve had a very rough experience. If you would rather wait a little while-�
�Fuck me,� James groans. �Oh god damn you, I need this. I need you.�
Well, since he asked so nicely.
Romulus gently inserts the first finger, probing James tenderly. A second, then third finger follows. Though tempted, Romulus doesn�t think that putting his entire hand in James tonight would be such a good idea. He removes his fingers, slicking himself up with the oil that remains on his hand.
He drapes himself over James. Just before pushing inside of his lover�s body, Romulus whispers in his ear, �I will always love you.�
Then there is only the sound of their lust. Romulus doesn�t hold himself back any more, thrusting, pounding into James. James quickly adjusts to this foreign thing inside of him as it turns from a strange burning to a glorious pleasure.
Both men put a hand on James�s straining want, creating a snug grip to bring him screaming over the edge. Romulus follows a single thrust later, digging his claws deep into James�s hip.
The two of them lay panting on the blanket, unable to move, not really wanting to.
They are so absorbed in each other; they do not see Daken watching them through the slats of the stall.
Right now, their world only consists of the two of them, Romulus and James. The two men shift to embrace, falling into a fitful sleep.
And it is good.
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