Pain blurred the lines between nightmare and memory, but surrender was not an option.The haze of intoxication swirled thick in Kiaan's mind, a heavy fog drowning his senses. Every breath was shallow, every movement sluggish—yet amid the dullness, sharp jolts of pain stabbed through his body like jagged knives. His muscles tensed involuntarily, confusion clouding his thoughts.Was that Rehaan? Kiaan's blurry vision and aching limbs tricked him into thinking so. He could feel the roughness of a large hand, a breath hot against his own—almost familiar. But the agony beneath it wasn't comfort. It was something far darker.
Reyaan's eyes burned with fury, his jaw clenched tightly as he pressed down harder on Kiaan's wrist, forcing both of his small arms to be pinned above his head. The grip was ironclad, relentless. His heavy breath mixed with Kiaan's shallow gasps, almost mocking in its proximity. "You think you can fool me, little lion?" Reyaan snarled, his voice a low growl thick with anger and something more primal. "You think I don't know what's real and what's lies?"Kiaan tried to struggle, tried to push back against the crushing weight of Reyaan's arm—but his limbs felt like lead, his strength slipping away beneath the drug's pull."You don't know what you're doing!" Kiaan whimpered, voice cracked and raw. "This… this isn't Rehaan…"
The pain twisted through him, sharp and cruel, and despite the haze, a flicker of raw defiance sparked in Kiaan's eyes. He swallowed hard, desperate to hold onto whatever fragments of control he had left.
Reyaan's face twisted with something almost like sadistic pleasure. His rough fingers dug into Kiaan's wrists, marking his territory. He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a sinister whisper. "Does it hurt, little lion? Good. Maybe now you'll remember who owns you."Kiaan's breath hitched as a tear escaped, trailing down his cheek. But beneath the fear, beneath the pain, his heart hammered stubbornly. This wasn't over. Not yet.Reyaan pressed his forehead against Kiaan's, the tension in the room thick enough to choke on. His voice softened—just enough to send a chill down Kiaan's spine.
"Cry all you want. I'm not done with you. Not yet."Kiaan's lips trembled, but somewhere deep inside, a fierce spark blazed—a silent vow not to break without a fight.Unable to resist, reyaan grabbed hold of kiaan and
gave a few rough strokes, bringing out
uncontrollable moans and convulsions
from his trembling body beneath reyaan. Reyaan large palm gripped kiaans young and small cock roughly. his fingers
wrapping around Kiaan's shaft and gliding
along its length with torturous slowness.
Their gasps were feverish. Reyaan increased his own peace and moves instead kiaan restlessly. Fuck..." reyaan groaned in exhilaration as his body fastened its movements. Reyaan fills inside kiaan as kiaan cummed out fully. Kiaan was still in half consciousness. He doesn't even know fully what's going on. Reyaan doesn't stop his peace he goes 3-4 rounds continuously with in the 1 hour. Their both body were sweat. Kiaan's legs were trembling around Reyaan's waist. Reyaan smrinked enjoying this and looked at Kiaan's unconscious face."if you want someone to fuck you, It will be me. It's going to be my cock. Do you understand?". Kiaan was breathless, unconscious, trembling and covered in marks when reyaan finally done with him.