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"Useless!" Shu shouts backstage, so loud that the staff fears the audience might hear. "Can you do nothing right?"
"'m so sorry, Oshi-san!" Mika cries. "I didn't mean ta, I swear it! 's jus' that-"
"Do not dare feed me excuses! You messed up, that is the end of it."
"It-Itsuki-san…" A staff member gathers the courage to approach the pair. "Where Kagehira messed up… I didn't notice it. You two were perfect as always. So maybe… go easier on him?" She requests, trying to defend Mika through her fear of the intimidating man.
"And who exactly invited you into this conversation? 'Perfect as always,' you say. Hah! What do you know of perfection?"
"Nng, Oshi-san! Please, she just feels bad fer me is all… Please don' be angry at her, 's me who made the mistake."
"Tsk." Shu makes an annoyed noise, before harshly grabbing Mika's wrist and dragging him away from the staff member.
"Wh-Where are we goin'?" Mika asks, not acknowledging the pain in his wrist, he's far used to being treated this way by now.
Shu doesn't say a word, though his anger is still clear.
People are staring. People are staring at them… Mika's face feels hot from embarrassment as he gets pulled through the hallway. Until finally, they arrive back at their dressing room.
The pink haired man swings the door open, and throws the boy into a room, almost causing him to fall over with the force. As Mika stumbles into the room, trying to regain his balance, Shu locks the door behind them.
Shu is silent for a moment as he faces the door. Mika shrinks in on himself, tucking his head into his shoulders and using his arms to shield himself. He's afraid, he knows he shouldn't be, it will just make Shu angrier, but still, he can't help the fear crawling on him. As well as those hands, those hot hands that he can feel under his skin. He's felt them every day after being touched without his consent for the first time.
"Kagehira." Shu finally speaks again, his tone cold.
Mika flinches. Hearing Shu's voice that he normally loves, feels like a dagger is being thrown at him right now. "Ye-Yes, Oshi-san?" He responds. He won't try to run, he deserves this punishment for messing up. Still, knowing he did this to himself isn't helping his body calm down.
The pink haired man turns to face the scared crow. "How often do we practice?"
"Every day…"
"Every day… Yes, so tell me. How is it you keep messing up? How is it that you continue to make a fool of us?" He walks towards the trembling boy. "Every day… Every single day, instructing you over and over and over on how to do it. Yet…" He grabs a harsh grip onto the crows wrists, and pins them above him and against a wall.
"'m sorry!" Mika cries out, tears pooling in his eyes that he's too afraid to keep open.
"'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!' Is that all you know how to say? Are those the only words failures can come up with?" Shu hisses out, using his free hand to undo his ribbon around his neck, as well as the buttons of his coat.
"But, I really am-" He gets cut off by a smack across his face.
"Doll's do not speak unless given permission."
Mika stares wide eyed at the pink haired man, tears finally beginning to stream down his cheeks as he's undressed against his will.
Shu slides the boy's coat off, before going for the buttons of his shirt next. Once his shirt is off, Mika squirms uncomfortably at his chest being exposed. However, he quickly forces himself still once Shu goes from staring at his chest, to shooting a glare at his face.
"I'm going to let go of your wrists now, you know what will happen if you try to run, correct?"
Mika nods, agreeing to stay still and take whatever Shu decides to give him.
As the man frees the boy's wrists, he brings the crows gloves along with him, revealing his scarred arms.
"Tsk." Shu lets out a disappointed noise at the sight. He can't even trust his doll enough to not hurt itself, how useless.
Mika can't stop himself from shaking as if he were freezing, yet his face is drenched in sweat. He fidgets with his hands, trying to keep his hands busy in order to not give in to the instinct to cover his body, it would just make Shu angrier.
The pink haired man unlaces the crow's boots, removing them quickly yet gently enough to not risk scuffing them. He then unbuttons the boys pants, pulling them down and taking his boxers with it.
Mika now stands there, completely nude and unable to hide. The poor boy is trembling, terrified of what's about to happen. But he knows if he tries to fight it, Shu may leave him. That would be a fate worse than death. Though, if he had to choose between this and a simple death… The latter may be favorable.
Grabbing the boy by his arm, Shu throws him down onto the dressing room sofa. Mika stumbles, falling onto the couch clumsily. He winces a bit, but quickly opens his eyes back up once he feels Shu's weight joining him in the space.
"O-Oshi-san… Ple-Please, 'm so sorry. I promise, it won' happen again!" Mika begs.
"You say this every time, Kagehira, and yet you repeatedly make mistakes. Can I not even trust you to not lie to me anymore?"
Mika begins to cry, a plead for this to stop. But it all goes ignored. He freezes in fear as he hears Shu unzip his pants.
The crows eyes widen as Shu releases his already hard member, the sight bringing back terrible memories for the boy. His eyes dim lifeless as he accepts it. It's alright, all he has to do is stare up at the ceiling, and everything will be okay. It will be over soon.
The man grabs hold of the naked boy's inner thigh and spreads his legs. He takes hold of the lube he kept on the side table, and squeezes some onto his hand after removing his gloves.
He holds Mika's thighs open, hard enough that bruises are already beginning to bloom, and smears lube on his tight and unwilling entrance. The man uses plenty, knowing how much the boy's body likes to fight him in moments like these.
He knows he doesn't need to, Mika has long already given up, but still he pins the boy's wrists up above his head as he pushes his tip up against his hole.
Without any more warning than that, the man forcibly pushes his hips in and penetrates the boy.
The boy doesn't react, he's no longer trembling, no longer begging, he's accepted his punishment.
Shu smiles as he feels the crow's tight heat surround his cock. Red liquid spills from the boy's hole, but the man pays no mind to it. Instead, he keeps penetrating him further and further until he's completely inside. And still, Mika doesn't move an inch, still just staring up at the ceiling.
The pink haired man's breath hitches, as he starts moving his hips. "Gods, you're as tight as ever." He comments. "Between your legs, as perfect as ever. The only part of you that can ever hope to reach perfection."
His grip on Mika's wrists grows tighter, as Shu begins to tremble with pleasure. "Hah… Hah…" He moans. "Why can't the rest of you be as phenomenal as this?" He says as he thrusts inside him.
Mika doesn't verbally respond, but a tear does appear to pool in his blue eye.
"Now what's that for now? Do you think I'm being unfair? That I'm being cruel? Tsk! This is your own doing, Kagehira."
Shu lets go of his wrists, of which Mika makes no effort to move from their place. "I could be much worse to you, you realize this, yes?" Shu barks out, annoyed.
No response.
The man shoots a glare at him, before coming up with an idea to punish him further for ignoring him. Slowly, as he thrusts inside him, he wraps his hands around the boy's neck. Afterwards, he applies heavy and sudden pressure to the area, choking the crow.
Mika finally begins reacting again. His eyes stay a dim, dead looking color, yet his body moves in accordance to Shu's actions once again. Yes, just like any doll should.
Mika kicks, and flails, and attempts to scream, but his voice comes out weak and unthreatening.
The boy thrashes around wildly as Shu forces his throat closed. He pounds into him harder, getting even more excitement from the boy's display.
Mika's body grows weaker and weaker, his sounds grow more and more desperate, and before long he stops moving. His eyes remain open, full of fear. Drool escapes his lips, as if he couldn't hold it in despite knowing Shu would find it gross.
After Mika's body goes completely still, is when the man finishes inside him. Red and white mix together into the same shade of pink as his hair, staining the boy in a way he can never wash away.
After he finishes, he finally lets go of the poor crow's throat, setting him free and giving him the choice to fly away now. Oh, but he doesn't. He never will. He will remain his doll forever, no matter what.