Author/pseudonym: Starchild
Series: Silent Cries.
Date First Posted: March 21 2001
Rating: NC-17-Slash- for adult related material. This one talks about abuse,rape and prostitution.
Fandom: Original
Pairings: Lots
Archive: Yes if you think its any good. Just Let me no where please.
Feedback: Is more than welcome at innocentstarchild@hotmail.com constructive criticism please. I know my spelling and grammar are off Sorry about that.
Notes: Theses Guys are all Mine. I created them. They came from my twisted imagination. The whole shebang. Please ask before using them.
Warnings: This has not been Beta'd. I'm playing around with the idea and haven't sought out a beta at this point. The following contains slash M/M sexual activity or implied relationship between members of the same sex. If this offends you, then don't read it! It also contains Slavery in its most primal form but in a modern setting. If this offends you then don't read it! In future series pieces It may or may not contain violence or rape Again If this Offends you then don't read it! <G> I'm also a slow worker so if you are one of those people who can't wait till part two (Like Me)you might want to wait before you read it. I'm not promising the end is anywhere in sight. I've used theses characters in the NON-cybor world and they are still going strong. In a very
none M/M kind of way lol.
Explanation : Sort of a look in to one of my characters. This was writen a few years ago. I spell checked it but I'm sure there are still some errors.
Silent Cries: Cloud
by Starchild
So here he was unpacking his stuff in the bedroom of a C..H. house. Where he was doomed to
stay for six months. Left there by that bastard Steven grange. Hell he wasn't a servant had never been a servant. He new the whole game. He had seen it often enough. He had been around the block and the Dogs pied well enough to keep him interested but hell this was ridicules he was a street kid who had chosen to take a pied job for six months for 12,000 dollars already deposited in a safe bank account. It was just that he never expected that six months to be spent on the Leviathan plantation.
hell he had heard some dame gruesome stories about the place. They assumed him a servant. he
didn't really want to correct them. He new he could be asking for trouble and bleeding wasn't his idea of fun
He wondered what they would think if they found out the truth, hell he was afraid of what they
would do. He had runaway from home average story but that wasn't the end of it. His father was
Calvin Belands. A high powered C.H. Operative and he had wanted Ryan Belands AKA Cloud to follow in his shoes. Had taught him how to fight. Use every weapons under the sun including his body. Had him made immortal at fifteen a Beautiful young assassin
In reality cloud was twenty-seven years old he had ran from home over ten years ago. He had a grab order out on him. Cloud was sure his sadist father didn't just want to say hi. He had had some hard lessons at a young age. His head had been fucked with badly. He trusted no one. didn't remember the last time he had.
When he ran with just the cloths on his back. He had to find a way to survive and considering the
lessons his father and his goons had provided him which he could do sex and pain. It pied very well. who the hell new he'd be so good at it. He had grown his hair added the dreadlocks, Bandana along with jewelry, makeup and put on some weight. He always wore shades when he went out and for ten years it had worked. He had always been comfortable. Had worked as a
hustler, Dancer, fast food, car thief, Street fighter, he had done lots of bad stuff but he was smart. He put money in the bank had a nice little nest egg for when he didn't want to work or couldn't bring himself to do it
He had some minor mental problems. He new this. He could turn on the charm. Become another
person. he was self-conscious of this it wasn't like a split personality. He just became cloud the sexy little street urchin. Willing to do it all for a price. Cloud was nothing like Ryan. Who did feel pain and wanted to be loved. like hell he would ask for it or give in to loving another. He had been there done that and been hurt beyond words. Ryan no longer looked for love. He decided love had found him worthless and there was little sense in searching for it
When cloud was at work Ryan could watch it all as if from afar. He saw how he was used .It seemed as though others saw fit to take this soft blond haired blue-eyed angel and hurt him both physically and mentally. Ryan had listened to Clouds screams of pain on many occasions. He saw the sadist lust that caused it (maybe he did have a split personality. He new what cloud felt and cloud new what he felt they were always attached in thoughts but Ryan didn't have to feel the pain. Cloud was willing to take it) He new no one gave a dame about him, hell he had even been killed by some of those Perverts who packed up and left quickly. Not knowing he was immortal.
It was such a faint trace that it revived him from death after about 8-10 Hours. he had woken up on a slab on more than a couple of occasions. He seemed to heal slowly compared to others he had come across But the good news was they couldn't detect him .So he didn't have to worry that they would kill him or investigate him further
In his whole life no one had cared. His mother had died when he was young. His father only wanted a pretty young assassin and used crewel messieurs to archive it. His father had broken numerous bones at the mere whim nothing more. Watched as he was raped, brutalized , hurt , even tortured him with his own hands. Love was something Ryan wanted no part of
When he did feel warmness toward another. It was a woman or a boy of around his appearance age or younger but he was always careful not to let it become love. He couldn't afford to love others. His feelings were always directed at ones he perceived as being of little threat. It was never an elder man. He would turn up the charm. play it bye ear to find their desires. He would cater to them. What ever they liked.
any time he had began to feel something. The tricks had ended that feeling. It wasn't hard to slip back in to Cloud mode when some one showed no concern or caring for you.
On several occasions he had a good trick. Some one he was starting to fall for. Who was a cuddlier. Then there would be the well placed words "thanks that was grate" or some comment about his being a hustler or "Here's a tip" or some other rude sex comment that was out of place. He could slip right back in to cloud and shrug it off, Hell couldn't people just slip him the cash and shut there mouth about it. I mean hell why talk after the deal was done. Couldn't they at least pretend a little. Not act like he was a worthless whore.
It always hurt to feel alone. The nice ones always cut so much deeper and Ryan always threatened to cry, but cloud was there pushing him back to that safe place where pain did not touch him.
Whispering soft words into his soul (hell maybe he was sicker than he thought) Because the only
person cloud loved was small sweet soft innocent Ryan and he still new some where down deep that it was all him the same person
(2)
Cloud stood in the main yard looking out at the lake, He so loved the water, correction, Ryan so
loved the water. Cloud could have cared less, but for Ryan cloud would be happy and content to turn this moment over to the soft sweet Ryan who was still an innocent.
The day was lovely. Fall was in full bloom. Everywhere smelled of crushed leaves, it was neither cold nor hot it was perfect with a flannel shirt on he was hugging himself feeling the unbroken soft breeze flow around his shoulders. He could smell cut grass and candles life could be so funny. Beauty in such an awful place. Showed what kind of since of humor god had.
He felt the hand on his shoulder just before he found him self-laying on his stomach on the ground
a foot in the center of his back pinning him there, The fear in Ryan swelled and Cloud was there in his place once again "What the Hell"
"Shut up bitch" Cloud new that tone. He understood it. Been there done that " You're a new one"
He knew it wasn't a question. No answer was needed "I'm thinking were gona have some fun little boy"
"Whatever you say" was cloud's soft-spoken response. The foot was pressed in to his back he only felt extreme pressure not pain" I can do a lot more if you let me up"
"Really " It was said harshly "You think I want corporation" He paused and went on " you could
be asking for trouble little boy"
"Any way you wanta Play it sir" It was said in complete surrender "I'm yours"
"Really" the foot was removed and he was flipped over on to his back with on of the guys boot. he found him self staring up at a rather handsome dark haired youth of around 17 not much older than him in appearance he was smiling down at him slyly "I'm Draven, Lee's Son"
"Cloud" simple statement of name "I'm nobody" Draven frowned but didn't say anything "How do
you want me" was clouds flat response to what he conceived to be a spoiled prince
"I don't want any thing. I just wanted to talk" Clouds eyebrow went up but he said nothing "sorry
for the rough treatment" Draven studied the boys face. He didn't see anything that gave away the
tight defensive posture the boy has assumed. Not that he expected any less. He had just played the kid for all he was worth. Which wasn't much around this place. "You look familiar to me." Still
nothing "So do I know you?"
"I doubt it" The boy's look was icy. Hate shimmered beneath the surface "I'm nobody" Draven knew this boy's type. Never turn your back on a lion in a kitten's clothing. He couldn't help but smile at the thought. The boy stared on resignation playing across his face.
"You are a pretty thing" Something changed in the boy's face. It took on an almost seductive glare. This kid was a natural whore. He could use when he was meant to be the one being used. He licked his lips a slow deliberate tease. "You trying to seduce me?"
"If you prefer you could seduce me"
"Can't seduce a whore" no anger. Just thought. This boy wasn't a servant or slave. He was truly a whore
"True" Plain and to the point. No fancy words needed. Just a statement of fact.
"You I like." For the first time in a long time Draven meant it. No false bravado in this kid. He
wasn't striving to become something. He just wanted to survive.
"Are we going to talk all day?" Brave as well. This could be interesting.
"You know kid, I'm a friend you need" Humor colored the boys eyes but he kept it in check.
"Need? I need lots of things my lord prince. Why do I need friends" Draven's foot pressed down in to the boy's chest. Enough to make breathing difficult but not impossible
"Because I know who you are" Whispered seductively with just enough threat woven into it to make the boy take notice. He had ability for playing it cool though. Nothing seemed to faze this boy. Not to any real depth.
"And just who do you think I am?"
"Belands Whore." The boy's features darkened to an almost murderous glare. So being called
Belands was worse than being called a whore "No one has to know" Draven was feeling mighty
pleased with himself "Ever"
"In exchange for what?"
"Cooperation. Maybe a job here and there. Come to think of it your body in my bed as well" Couldn't leave this beauty untouched after all Draven was of Leviathan blood. The boy seemed to be considering the offer. Not that he really had much choice.
"Well I suppose we are in business" The boy looked anything but pleased as Draven removed his foot and looked down at the beautiful face of the once fallen angel of the Belands clan. Again he had won. He would strike with the blade of an angel. When the time came. He would see to it Damian Leviathan no longer stood in his way. As the rightful First of Lee's house. Damian would finally taste death at the hands of his own weakness. This Child's beauty.
*
Draven removed his leather trench. Laying it out on the fall ground. Before pulling the object of his current desire to his feet. It might in time become necessary to sacrifice this boy to the legions. So why not take his fill of him. Exotic beauty was certainly no lacking for this one.
As he was pulled to his feet cloud slipped in to mode. No since in making enemies. When it could be avoided. It was hard to tell what he had just gotten himself into. But he couldn't waste time thinking about it at the moment.
Draven wasted no time pulling him close. Covering Clouds mouth with a wild heated kiss. Clouds
first thought was to pull away. He managed to stop him self and give in to the silken tongue that
seemed to practically work its way down his throat. Cloud had to admit the bastard could kiss.
Dravens hands were working their way up under Clouds Blue and white flannel shirt to caress a
muscular rib cage. Slipping his hands around to cradle and kneed the boys back as he truly explored all the nooks and crannies of Clouds mouth. Never in his life had Cloud been so turned on from merely making out. It usually took a hell of a lot more. Dravens tongue with drew from Clouds mouth one of his hands coming up to cradle the back of the boys head as his eyes fell shut and he went lax. Giving in to the assault on his senses. Maybe it was possible to seduce a whore but Cloud sure as hell wasn't going to tell anyone.
Draven Bent down to suckle at the tender flesh of a truly exposed neck. Being careful to keep those fangs tucked safely away. There was time for that later. He kissed the collarbone and suckled gently. The boy's hands had found their way in to Dravens shoulder length Raven black hair. This boy was obviously no passive lover. As he pressed his taunt body against Dravens. Almost begging for more with out words. He moved with in Dravens arms perfectly. The boy was any thing but a whore.
Maybe by necessity but never by nature. If left to fulfill his natural course in life. He would have been a sight to behold. Probably some one's cherished lover. Pampered beyond words. Pity he had lost what he should have become. Even Draven could feel for his lost innocence. As he pulled back to look deeply in to the soulful Ice blue eyes that seemed to be waiting, despite the fact they were glazed with lust. The boy must have practiced patience. He ducked back in to suckle and nip with very human teeth the side of the boy's neck. Other hand finding its way to the to the front of the shirt, ripping it open. Buttons flying about as he pulled back allowing the boy to get his balance before turning him lose to unbutton his own Black Silk shirt. The boy's hands were they're assisting with a kind of urgency Draven would have thought impossible only a short time ago.
As soon as the shirt was unbuttoned Draven pulled them together again Bare Chest to Bare chest. Running his hand up under the back of the shirt Cloud still wore pushing his shoulder Forward. Cloud taking his cue to drop his head back and accept the soft nipping and sexy licking Draven insisted upon giving his shoulder. A moan escaping his lips at such an onslaught.
Draven's lips curling in to a smile against his skin. The Bastard was an expert. No way under the sun he was a mere seventeen-year-old kid. He licked up the side of Clouds neck coming to an ear which he took gently between his teeth and nipped just enough to stir up way to much heat in Cloud. Who arched in to Draven. With pure wanton desire. He tugged ever so gently at the silver hoop there, running his tongue Up and around the boys ear. Stopping to whisper to Cloud "How does it feel" his only response was a moan. He hadn't expected much else.
He lowered cloud down on to his trench. Kneeling between the boy's knees. Pulled him up in to his lap, Jean clad Cock pressed against a leather clad one as Draven nuzzled in to the boys neck, Fangs forgetting the safely tucked away rule he had set earlier. This kid was just so damed hot he couldn't help it. As the long incisors pierced milk white flesh in an almost harsh stroke. Causing the boy to arch up hard, with a pained moan which he bit back. His body almost coming off Dravens lap.
When he was nestled safely back down where Draven thought he should have been. He cradled the boy's head and drank deeply. The sensation like none other he had ever gotten before. The boy had gone lax. Head fallen forward, resting on Dravens shoulder, not from lack of blood but from surrender and pleasure. Maybe the first time he had ever been bitten. Draven wasn't sure.
He pulled away before he took too much, He still wanted and active participant. As Draven Lowered the boy back down he was a bit surprised when strong hands gripped his face for a kiss. Cloud tasting his own blood. With out thinking Draven opened up his own tongue, allowing the blood to flow freely as Cloud Suckled gently. Draven Reveling in this intimate sharing. Almost forgetting whom this boy was. Not a lover his mind pointed out as he pulled away and pushed
the boy down to the ground. To intimate.
He pushed the boys hands above his head. "Keep em there." As he moved down to relive the boy of his shoes and socks. Bringing his hand up to the waist band of the jeans, He lowered his face down to the jean clad Cock and nipped at it though its covering causing the boy to arch again. He laughed a dark sultry laugh as he promptly opened the boy's jeans and let the cock spring free.
"Boy you are gifted" Draven teased, as the boy looked down Draven Swallowed him in one long
swift movement. Causing him to cry out in shock. Hadn't expected to be the one getting Cloud
supposed. God Dame! Was there nothing this man did poorly. Cloud Thought as the talented tongue curled around his cock and caressed the length. These guys were not rumored as pleasure givers. On the contrary they were supposed to be demons in the making.
One of Clouds hands made its way down to Draven's Hair. It was Swiftly caught and pinned just
above Clouds head till Draven had suckled a couple of more slow deliberately sensual times.
Draven Brought him self up Swiftly to Straddle Clouds hips. Locating a leather tie with little
difficulty. And wrapping it about Clouds small wrists with even less trouble. Then pressed his hands against the ground above. The Blade appeared almost as if by magic. It was swiftly raised and dropped with aerate precision to pin the leather to the ground. With one final push it was buried so deep, Cloud was sure he would never be able to budge it. Even with his whole body.
Draven only smiled with Wicked abandon. Returning to his previous possession only this time he
pulled the jeans off entirely. In one rushed movement. Gripping the boys hips as he continued the
sensual assault. Pulling back just as he new Cloud was about to come.
Cloud releasing a frustrated growl but otherwise remained silent. As Draven stalked up his body
Nipping and licking all the way.
Dipping in for another heavy necking session. When he pulled back to get a look at Clouds face he was flushed and shaking, eyes half-closed, darkened almost to black, mindless with pleasure. Still He refused to ask for anything. The site so arousing to Draven He dove back in, fastening his mouth on the boys right nipple and sucking hard enough to make Cloud jerk and whimper almost breathlessly. To hell with Making him beg. Draven was in serous need for relief here.
Unzipping the leather pants he freed his erection. Fishing throw the pockets of the Trench he soon
found what he was looking for, the lube. In a couple sure strokes he had lubed him self up, lifted
Clouds hips to rest on his lap, Positioned hem self at Clouds unprepared opening and thrust home in one Violent thrust. Cloud crying out and the swift unprepared entry. Arching up to move away from the pain, Dravens body followed with a deep thrust.
Cloud forced himself to relax, give in to the sensation rather than trying to escape it. He moaned and arched his back, pleasure surging over him like a wave. Pain dulling as the Pleasure grew. Above him, Draven moaned and growled, driving his cock deeper into Cloud. Draven felt the tight grip around him clench even tighter, and instinctively reached for Clouds cock, tugging gently as he ground his own cock against the sweet spot he had just found. Causing Cloud to just about lose it. His struggles to remain silent failing horribly. Screaming out in obvious pleasure. Almost chocking on it as he came hard. Shuddering. It was enough to drive Draven right over the edge as. He came, hard, shooting deep into the tight trembling channel. Going Limp across the Boys
taunt stomach. The best damed sex he had in a while.
It took him a couple of minutes to get his self together. Immortal or not. Great sex was Great sex. Recovery time being something that didn't very too much from humans. He pulled out slowly.
Hearing a moan of protest quickly clipped short. He quickly cleaned him self and stood over cloud admiring his handy work. The boy was obviously content. He was practically on the verge of sleep as he looked up through half closed eyes at Draven. Who bent with a swift movement pulling the blade free and slicing the bindings.
"We will have to do this again soon kid."
"Sure." Said with complete contentment and satisfaction. Draven on his way. Cloud listened to him go. Till he couldn't hear him any longer. The man was up to something. Cloud wasn't stupid. He new a Devilish seduction when he saw one or in this case felt it. Oh god did he feel it. He would have to sort through the facts later. See if he couldn't figure out Draven's position.
Cloud Cleaned and dressed. Well his shirt was shoot but not to bad a price for the kind of sex he had just gotten. Who would have thought. Mine blowing sex at the hands of a Leviathan Prince
End part 2
Its Never the end with me!