Blood, Torment and Illumination | By : MyraThorne Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3624 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Romulus watched the play of morning sunlight in his slumbering lover’s hair. Usually James was not one to sleep so late, but Romulus felt he would need the rest.
Trying times are coming, of this Romulus was certain.
He walked over to his desk and picked through the papers that littered it. Romulus had recently set up shop in Madripoor with James in hopes of bringing many of the various crime syndicates located on the island into an alliance with him. While Romulus worked with those who lived in the luxurious Hightown, James worked on those who made the dregs of Lowtown their home. James had even recently come into possession of a popular watering hole, the Princess Bar.
James didn’t remember the wonderful times he had had with Romulus back in the Forties in both back allies and palatial estates, but with some gentle… “reminding” by Romulus while he slept, James would often wake in the morning remembering the events of his past with Romulus. True, Romulus had to edit many of the memories, mostly to make certain that James never remembered Victor in any sort of positive light.
And speaking of remembrances, it was time for another session for James. Daken had sent word a week ago that his plans were in danger of being disrupted yet again by that damnable Professor Xavier. Not only that, but Victor had also signed up with Xavier after being liberated from Alkali Lake.
The elder was proving to be just as difficult for Romulus to kill as it was for his enemies to kill James. Though James rarely needed protection from anyone else, for what fighting skills he did not actively remember were written into his very bones now.
Romulus crawled back into the shared bed, guiding James to use his lap as a pillow. Smiling thinly, he lovingly brushed back sweat slicked hair from James’s brow. Only hours ago, James had his head thrown back and was shouting his passion to all who cared to hear him as he rode his lover’s cock mercilessly. The much younger lupine had a damned near insatiable appetite at times. Romulus wondered if he told James his only place was in his bed if James would truly complain all that much?
Chuckling at the thought of James as a mere bed slave, and making a mental note to suggest this as a game to play later, Romulus pushes his way into James’s mind. As always, his lover’s mind tries to resist against the intrusion. But ultimately, James craves knowledge of his past.
Even if that past is completely made up.
Here is James during the early Twenties, in a cabin in some Canadian border town with his dead wife cradled in his arms. The walls of their once shared cabin are splattered with her blood and her killer’s scent is heavy in the air. James jumps to his feet as Victor appears behind him.
“Warned you, runt, but you don’t listen too good do ya?” Victor sneers, slashing claws across James’s chest. James cries out in pain, rolling across the floor to get into a better position.
The two men clash, tearing at each other’s flesh. Both are trying to get the upper hand, but wounds on both bodies heal as fast as they are given.
The battle quickly leaves the safety of the cabin and spills out in the woods surrounding, two men locked in a death struggle.
ictor manages to get James on his belly; tearing away James’s clothing to quickly bury his erection in his competitor’s body. James is shocked into limpness, unable to comprehend what is happening. He blinks in terror and confusion as Victor fucks him, his blood spilling onto fresh snow.
After Victor comes, he knocks James unconscious.
Now James remembers spending nearly twenty years as a near slave of Victor’s, existing only to meet whatever pleasure Victor sought. Sometimes it was fucking. Many times, Victor just needed something to suffer. And who better than James, whose body would be healed within a day or two from the worst of Victor’s imaginings?
It is World War II that Victor has dragged James off to fight in. It is also the first time he meets Romulus, who gives him protection and the strength to fight back against Victor.
James’s mind is roughly forced back to memories of beatings and rape at the hands of Victor over twenty years.
He hates this animal that has tormented him for so long.
But he has found love and strength through Romulus. And James will never turn his back on Romulus. His loyalty will always be with his lover.
Always.
Romulus withdrew from James’s mind. James will awaken soon, with only a dim memory of the visions Romulus has planted in his head. A few more sessions such as this, and James will be very certain that he has remembered the pain and humiliation he once suffered at Victor’s hands.
And Romulus will be there to guide his tormented lover through the pain of remembrance, just like he always is and always will be.
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