Title: Addiction

Character/Pairing/Group: Yusei/Kiryu

Prompt: Drug

Rating: M

Genre: Dark/Romance in a twisted way

Pairing: One sided Kiryu - Yusei

Summary: Kiryu wouldn't be satisfied so easily.

Notes: Contains AU, smut and dubcon.

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When Yusei opened his eyes, he saw blackness. Eternal darkness blanketed the entire room as if he had been sealed in the depths of earth. He tries to make a move but finds it restricted, all of the appendages bound to a cold metal chain. So cold it was, he could shiver and snarl about whom had done this, stolen him away into hell.

With a door on the far end of the room opening up, he could make out an outline of a man carrying a single candle, illuminated by a purple flame flickering. That man was Kiryu, the man who nearly took his life on the dueling field. Kiryu dreamed and obsessed over him ever since he resurrected from the grave. It was nothing he could let go off, his vengeful heart raged on forever.

He stood in front of his capture, the colorful flames showing his wicked grin and the eyes black as the room. Yusei tensed from the mere sight of the deranged human. Kiryu chuckled with delight.

The candle was set aside, forgotten about for now and Kiryu only used the dim light to help guide his hands probe Yusei's soft skin and dig into it to produce pain and retaliation for what his former team mate did to him. Yusei hissed and squirmed to push him away to no avail. Meanwhile Kiryu howled in laughter from the contentment he gained from seeing Yusei in pain because of him. Only him indeed was allowed to do this to Yusei.

He gave Yusei a powerful, dominate kiss, forcing himself inside Yusei to hurt, to inflict and bring stained noises calling from the back of the traitor's mouth. He liked it; he craved it to hear that, Yusei bending against his will from the overwhelming force.

When Yusei was weak and had to regain the lost oxygen from the deep kiss, Kiryu bit down on his neck, leaving scars there, both physical and mental. Yusei cried out in pain, unable to suppress it or push him away. Kiryu ordered for him to not resist and to enjoy his time in a nightmarish hell in the mocking tone.

After Yusei's body bore several marks belonging to his former leader, he panted from the stain and only gave Kiryu a sharp glare, one that could easily be ignored by Kiryu regardless. Kiryu laughed again, teasing Yusei while stripping his clothes to nothing to expose his nude form.

Yusei wasn't embarrassed though, only cold and trembling from the lack of heat and wondering what Kiryu had planned for him. The guilt sank in his stomach, from failing, failing to rescue his friend and protect him, just like he vowed to do.

While he sat there, glaring up at his captor, Kiryu tore the zipper off his pants, pulling out his length in front of Yusei. With another order, Yusei wrapped his cold mouth around it, giving pleasure and shivering at the touch. But Kiryu felt the pleasure and ecstasy from seeing Yusei like this.

Eventually, Kiryu reached his breaking point, his semen spilling inside Yusei. He pulled the man close and kept Yusei from rejecting it. The younger one muffled cries out but did not pull away, swallowing the entire seed as directed.

Kiryu did not feel satisfied from the intercourse, he wanted more. The short burst of afterglow did little to soothe the hatred burning at his core. He wanted to feel good and his brother to feel pain, to see the same hell he did years ago because of that traitor's actions. He wanted to continue and abuse his prisoner after the high wore off.

Thus, the first candle burned out, the first time he used Yusei in such a horrible manner.