⚠️ CautionThe following chapter includes depictions of violence and sexual assault. Read with care and only if you feel comfortable with this content.
Rin's legs were still locked around Kai's neck, every vein straining, his lungs burning as he tried to choke the life out of him. He wasn't going to let go. Not after everything he'd sacrificed, not after all the blood already spilled.
Hold on. Hold on. Even if he slams me into the wall until my bones snap—hold on. If I die, it has to mean something. This bastard doesn't get to win so easily.
But then—something shifted.
Kai's smirk lingered as his body tensed, and suddenly the air around Rin thickened. It wasn't visible, but he felt it seep into his lungs with every ragged breath. A heavy, cloying scent clung to his senses, sharp yet intoxicating. It coiled through his brain like smoke, soft but suffocating.
Rin's head jerked back slightly, his chest convulsing with the sudden rush. His vision blurred at the edges, colors bleeding together. "Nghh—!" he groaned, his voice cracking. His arms loosened, trembling, even as his mind screamed at him to hold tighter.
What… what is this? No… don't tell me—pheromones.
Kai's laughter rumbled low in his chest as he felt Rin's body falter. He gripped Rin's waist, smirking down at him with predator's delight. "That's right," Kai drawled, his voice almost affectionate, mocking. "You've got spirit, kitten, but spirit doesn't stop biology. Your body knows who it belongs to."
Rin's jaw clenched as fury surged through the fog in his mind. "Y-You bastard… stop releasing your pheromones…" he grunted, forcing the words past his choked throat. His entire body was trembling now, sweat beading down his temple, heat rising under his skin like fever.
Kai slammed him against the wall again, the impact jolting every bone. Rin's thighs finally gave out, slipping from around Kai's neck as his body slumped. He crashed to the floor, his palms scraping against the cold tile as he tried to catch himself. His gun lay out of reach, his phone forgotten. His chest heaved as he struggled to breathe through the haze now flooding his senses.
Damn it… focus, Rin! Don't let it control you. Don't—don't let him…
But his body betrayed him. His muscles shook violently, his skin burned, and beneath it all his scent—soaked, damp, reacting uncontrollably—gave him away. His face twisted in disgust at himself, fury burning in his eyes even as shame clawed at his insides.
Kai crouched down slowly, savoring the sight of Rin on his knees, trembling. His grin stretched ear to ear as he leaned close, voice dripping like honeyed poison. "Look at you… you fought so hard, clawed with everything you had… and all it takes is one breath of me to unravel you completely."
Rin's teeth ground together, his fists curling tight against the floor. His voice was hoarse but steady, burning with the last shreds of his pride. "D-Don't… flatter yourself. You think this makes you strong? Using pheromones to break me? That's not strength—it's desperation."
Kai chuckled, his eyes glinting as he tilted his head, studying Rin like prey already caught in his claws. "Desperation?" he repeated softly, amusement curling through the word. "No… kitten, this is control. Why should I waste time brute-forcing you into submission when I can make your own body betray you? Tell me… how does it feel, knowing that all that discipline, all that serious planning of yours… means nothing against instinct?"
Rin's chest rose and fell in sharp, ragged bursts, his nails digging into the floor. His mind screamed at him not to break, not to give Kai the satisfaction, but his body shook violently under the weight of the pheromones saturating the air.
Rin's vision swam. Heat burned under his skin like fire spreading through his veins. His shirt clung damp against his body, every breath dragging like smoke through his lungs. The pheromones suffused everything, drowning him, pressing against his will with invisible hands.
No. No. Don't give in. Don't… fold here. His fists shook as he forced his eyes open. His body betrayed him, trembling and weak, but his mind clenched like iron. If I collapse, it's over. If I break, he wins. Hold on, Rin. Just hold on.
Kai's shadow loomed above him, cruelly calm. He planted his boot firmly against Rin's chest, pinning him to the ground with effortless force. Rin's body jolted with the pressure, a strained grunt breaking from his lips.
"You're so arrogant, Rin," Kai murmured, voice smooth, smug, like he was lecturing a child. His smirk cut across his face as he cracked his neck lazily, as though the fight had already ended. "What were you trying to prove, huh? All this blood, all this running… this is where your arrogance dragged you. Right here. Under me."
Rin coughed, blood spilling from his lips, his jaw clenched tight against the pain. His eyes burned up at Kai, sharp even through the haze. "It's… also the ending your pathetic pride brought about…" he rasped, voice hoarse. "You had to stoop to tricks, Kai. That's what makes you weak."
Kai chuckled, low and amused, crouching slightly to hear him better. "Oh? And here I thought you were too serious to whine. But arrogance looks the same no matter what mask you wear." He pressed harder with his foot, savoring Rin's shudder as his ribs strained under the pressure. "You thought I wouldn't lower myself to a cute little trick like pheromones? Tch. You really don't understand me at all, kitten."
Slowly, deliberately, Kai dragged his boot down Rin's chest, cruelly unhurried, until it pressed against Rin's swollen groin. He ground his heel down mercilessly.
"UGH!!" Rin's voice cracked in pain, his body convulsing involuntarily. His fist shot up, slamming against Kai's leg with all the force he could muster. "Y-You bastard…!"
"Tch" Kai didn't even flinch. His smile widened coldly. Without hesitation, he swung his leg and kicked Rin's face.
CRACK.
"KUEK!!" Rin's head snapped to the side, blood spraying across the floor as pain flared hot through his skull. He coughed, spitting red onto the tiles, his vision doubling. Damn it… get up, focus. Don't give him more than he's already taken. Don't… collapse now.
Kai tilted his head, watching Rin struggle with the detachment of a predator toying with prey. His voice softened mockingly, words sliding like venom into Rin's ears. "Being a spy wasn't enough, hmm? No… you had to stack the charges higher. Breaking and entering. Assault. Terrorism. Theft. Impersonating a government official." His grin widened as he counted them off like amusements on a list. "And let's not forget—destruction of public property. You've been quite the troublemaker, Rin. Quite the spectacle."
His foot slid upward again, hooking under Rin's shirt, pushing it up over his bruised abdomen. The tan skin, slick with sweat, shuddered under the cool air. Kai's eyes gleamed.
"I don't really care about all that, of course," he continued casually, as though discussing business instead of cruelty. He leaned down slightly, his shadow engulfing Rin's form. "But you should've at least heeded my warning."
His grin sharpened as he pressed harder, forcing Rin to arch involuntarily against the floor. "I explained it clearly enough for you to understand. Don't touch what's mine. Was that really so difficult?"
Rin's teeth ground together, rage burning under the humiliation.
Kai chuckled, low and rich, savoring every flicker of resistance in Rin's eyes. "If you damage what belongs to someone else, you pay the price. That's the way it works. I don't make deals that leave me at a loss."
Then, without warning, his boot stomped down viciously on Rin's abdomen.
"URGH!!" Rin's body curled violently, a strangled cry ripping out of him as his stomach twisted in pain. His hands clawed weakly at the floor, veins bulging in his arms as he forced himself not to black out.
Kai leaned forward slowly, crouching close, his grin stretching wider, every word dripping with malice. "From now on…" His voice was low, deliberate, each syllable heavy with threat. "…you'd better start thinking very hard about how you're going to survive."
His eyes gleamed, hungry, amused. "Because kitten… I'm not going to make it easy for you."
Kai's hand shot down, fisting tightly in Rin's dark hair. He yanked hard, jerking Rin's head back until his neck strained and his teeth clenched against the white-hot pain.
"LET GO!!" Rin barked, his voice hoarse, raw, filled with both rage and desperation. His hands clawed at Kai's wrist, muscles trembling as he tried to pry himself free. His legs kicked against the floor, refusing to stay still even as his strength waned.
But Kai didn't let go. His grip only tightened, pulling Rin's head at an angle that made his scalp burn like fire. His smirk curved sharp as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against Rin's ear.
Rin twisted, shoving hard against Kai's chest with both hands, summoning every ounce of resistance left in his body. His arms shook violently, veins bulging with effort.
"Arghhh—!" Kai's grunt was sharp, frustrated, as Rin's push actually staggered him half a step. His face twisted in irritation for a heartbeat before twisting back into that cruel grin. "Tch… still fighting?"
Then, with sudden violence, Kai slammed Rin forward—
CRASH.
Rin's face smashed into the edge of the desk with bone-rattling force. His vision exploded white. Pain cracked through his skull, hot blood rushing down his nose instantly. He groaned low, the sound muffled against the polished wood as his body trembled.
Kai yanked his head back up by his hair, forcing Rin to face him. His grin stretched wider, amusement lighting his eyes like flames. "You are so damn difficult," Kai said, voice carrying both irritation and delight. The words rolled out of him, equal parts threat and praise, like Rin's resistance was a gift he couldn't help but enjoy.
Then Kai inhaled, slow and deep, his smirk softening into something darker. He leaned closer until his lips almost brushed Rin's bloodied skin. He inhaled Rin's scent like smoke filling his lungs, savoring it with a shudder of satisfaction. "Mmm… that's it. That smell—fear, pain, defiance… it's intoxicating."
Rin's body stiffened at the violation, fury flooding him even as the pheromones kept his nerves alight and trembling. His voice cut through the blood in his mouth, rough but sharp as steel. "You… bastard."
The low, resonant chuckle that escaped Kai's lips was devoid of any true mirth. It was the sound of ownership, of victory, a noise that vibrated through the tense air and coiled in Rin's gut like a cold serpent. Before Rin could even process the sound, a powerful hand fisted in his hair, yanking his head back, while another shoved hard between his shoulder blades, bending him forward with brutal efficiency. The edge of the cold, hard table dug into his hips, a stark contrast to the fire rapidly consuming the rest of his body.
He didn't speak, didn't waste a breath on a warning. Rin heard the unmistakable sound of his own belt buckle clinking open, the rasp of the zipper. A fresh wave of pure, unadulterated terror seized him. No, not like this. Not again. Not— His thoughts were severed as the cool air hit his exposed skin. His trousers and underwear were wrenched down to his knees in one swift, demeaning motion, leaving him utterly vulnerable.
Kai's chuckle came again, closer this time, hot against his ear. "Already wet for me, are we?" The words were a filthy, mocking caress. Rin could feel the heat of Kai's hardened length, a threatening, insistent pressure against his entrance. His body, traitorous and governed by the pheromones still clouding his mind, had indeed prepared itself. The evidence of his involuntary arousal was a humiliation that burned deeper than any physical blow.
"NO! LET GO, YOU FUCKING BAST— AAHH!!!!"
The plea, the curse, everything was ripped from his lungs and torn into a raw, piercing scream as Kai thrust into him. It wasn't a joining; it was an invasion. It was a brutal, tearing penetration that offered no preparation, no mercy, only the savage claim of space. The pain was instantaneous and blinding, a white-hot sear of agony that eclipsed every other sense. Rin's back arched off the cold floor, his nails scraping uselessly against the concrete as a strangled cry was torn from his throat.
He felt it immediately—the warm, sickening trickle of blood oozing from the violently stretched tissue. The scent of copper mixed nauseatingly with Kai's overwhelming sandalwood-and-ozone pheromones.
Above him, Kai let out a soft, almost bored "Phew," as if he'd just completed a minor exertion. Rin's blurred vision caught the movement of Kai loosening his tie with one hand, the picture of casual control amidst his brutal act. The chuckle that followed was low and dark with possession.
"Tight as ever," Kai mused, his voice a rough smirk. He gave a slight, experimental roll of his hips, and Rin whimpered, a broken, pathetic sound. The movement sent fresh jolts of pain radiating through his core.
It hurts… it hurts, I'm so full… it's splitting me apart… Rin's thoughts were a chaotic spiral of pain and shame. He felt stretched to the point of breaking, every inch of him screaming in protest at the violent invasion.
Then, the pressure vanished. Kai pulled out almost completely, the sudden emptiness somehow more agonizing than the fullness. Rin gasped, his body trembling violently.
"You should start crying," Kai advised, his tone conversational, even kindly, as if offering helpful tips. He rubbed the head of his cock against Rin's ravaged, bleeding entrance, a torturous tease. "It'll be easier if you just give in. Let me see you break."
"Stop…" Rin begged, the word a shattered whisper. He hated the sound of his own voice, so weak and pleading. "I-It hurts.." It was the only truth left in the world.
Kai's manipulative sympathy vanished, replaced by cold intent. "I know," he said flatly.
And he thrust back in, deep, to the hilt, with the same brutal force as before.
'AAHH! NGH… STOP! STOP!' Rin's cries were louder now, ragged and desperate. There was no stopping. Kai set a punishing, rhythmic pace, each thrust a calculated act of devastation. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, a brutal, rhythmic counterpoint to Rin's choked sobs and sharp, pained inhalations.
"Urgh…! Heuk!! AHHH..!" A particularly deep, angled thrust stole his breath and replaced it with a scream that was pure, unadulterated agony. He could feel the hot slide of his own blood providing a sickening lubrication.
Kai leaned over him, his chest pressing against Rin's sweat-slicked back, his mouth close to his ear. "So loud," he breathed, his own voice thick with a perverse pleasure. "All that seriousness, that control… gone. Just like that. This is all you really are, Rin. A hole to be used. And you can't even stop your body from wanting it." He punctuated the last vile words with a particularly deep, grinding thrust, aiming to prove his point in the most visceral way possible, ensuring every lie he spoke was underscored with a wave of debilitating sensation.
The violation was no longer just physical; it was becoming intimate, a perversion of affection that made Rin's stomach churn. He felt the press of soft lips against his cheek, a mockery of a lover's kiss. The touch trailed down, leaving a damp, hot path along his jawline to the sensitive column of his neck. Kai lingered there, not biting, but breathing him in, as if savoring the scent of his pain and sweat mingled with his own overpowering pheromones.
'Why did you come back, hm? …Why…' Kai's voice was a low, taunting murmur against his skin, each word punctuated by a sharp, deep thrust that stole Rin's breath. The question was a blade twisted in a psychological wound. You left. You dared to escape. And now you're here, bent over for me. The implication was clear, designed to make Rin complicit in his own destruction.
A hand fisted violently in his hair again, yanking his head back. Rin's spine was forced into a painful, unnatural arch, exposing his throat completely and driving Kai even deeper inside him. A broken cry was torn from his lips, the sound strangled and raw.
'You fucking bastard!' Rin spat, the curse lacking any force, diluted by the overwhelming sensations wracking his body. It was the last, feeble protest of a breaking man.
Kai only chuckled, the sound dark and rich with amusement. His other hand slid down, groping the flesh of Rin's ass, fingers digging in possessively, feeling the muscles clench and spasm around him with each brutal movement. He owned every inch of this, and he was reveling in it.
'You know,' Kai mused, his tone conversational, even bored, as if he weren't simultaneously destroying the man beneath him. 'You are worth replacing Persephone.' The comparison was grandiose, insane, and utterly revealing of Kai's god complex. He saw himself as a god of the underworld, claiming a prize, and Rin was nothing more than a beautiful, struggling object to be added to his collection. He thrust harder, faster, as if to seal the declaration with a physical brand.
'Nnghh..!' Rin's response was a guttural, helpless sound. His vision swam at the edges, dark spots flickering. The pain was a constant, searing fire, but beneath it, woven through by the relentless pheromones, was a treacherous, humiliating thread of pleasure that made him want to vomit. No… not that… don't let me… I hate you… I hate this…
Kai was euphoric. He moved with the relentless, joyful energy of a child who had been given a new, fascinating toy, one that made such satisfying noises when pushed to its limits. Every gasp, every shudder, every choked sob was a reward.
'You have caused too much trouble, you need to be punished' Kai stated, his voice shifting from playful to chiding in an instant. The manipulation was seamless. He was the judge, the jury, and the executioner, meting out a punishment for the crime of existing outside his control. Smack! His open palm came down hard on Rin's ass, the sharp sting a bright, new pain layered over the deep, internal agony. Rin jolted, a fresh, shocked cry escaping him.
Rin was panting now, his energy spent. The tremors in his limbs were from exhaustion as much as pain. Each ragged breath was a struggle. The serious, disciplined control he wore like armor was gone, stripped away, leaving only a raw, exposed nerve.
'Stop… I can't… I can't take it anymore… hic!!' The words were slurred, interrupted by a involuntary, childlike hiccup that was born from sheer emotional and physical overload. The sound was utterly demeaning.
'Come on,' Kai coaxed, his voice dripping with false encouragement. 'Squirm harder for me. Let me feel it.' He pistoned into him with renewed, devastating force, the table legs screeching against the floor with every drive.
'I can't… take it… anymore… stop…' Rin begged, his voice a thin, broken whisper. It was the final surrender. The fight was gone.
'Yes,' Kai breathed, his own composure beginning to fray at the edges, lost in his cruel euphoria. 'Cry harder.' He demanded the ultimate submission, wanting to see the last vestiges of Rin's pride dissolve into tears.
But the tears didn't come. Instead, the world began to narrow for Rin. The brutal sounds of the assault, Kai's taunts, the searing pain—it all began to fade, muffled as if he were sinking deep underwater. The dark spots at the edge of his vision bloomed, swallowing the light. The last thing he felt was a final, shattering thrust, and then… nothing.
His body went completely limp in Kai's grasp, a dead weight. The violent tremors ceased. The choked sounds stopped.
The sudden silence was broken only by Kai's own harsh breathing. He stilled, irritated by the lack of response. He gave Rin a slight shake. Nothing.
'Oh my,' Kai said, his tone one of mock surprise and profound disappointment. He withdrew slowly, letting Rin's lifeless body slump forward onto the table, a mess of blood, sweat, and tear-streaked skin. 'Did he just pass out?'
He let out a long-suffering sigh, followed by a low, incredulous chuckle. He looked down at the unconscious form with the annoyance of a player whose favorite toy had broken too soon.
'I wanted to play a little longer.'