Yusuke's eyes widened as the small man in front of him straddled his hips and began to rock. Every movement caressed his lap and the captive young man could feel himself growing hard. It also didn't help that the redhead had slipped a hand into his shirt and was slowly caressing a nipple. The two had him pinned and all he could do was moan desperately as each sped up their pace.
On the other side of the room, Duo was trying to get off the lap of a taller, older Japanese biker. The man had seized him shortly after entering the Prom and then pinned him in his lap. Try as he might, Duo could not get out of his grasp and the biker finally succeeded in forcing the longhaired student to straddle his lap. Duo gasped and tried to stand up as he felt the hardness within the other's pants pressing against his crotch. With a smile, the other man held Duo's hips and began to thrust upwards, grinding into Duo. The young man turned an incredible shade of red when he realized what act the other man was mimicking. In mere moments, Duo had his head thrown back, long hair down touching the ground, and his own body rocking in time with the other's motion as he was overwhelmed by the pleasure being given him. His hands gripped the older man's shoulders as he moaned and panted under the assault.
Principal Treize saw the DJ being dragged away by several leather wearing deliquents and began to make his way to the stage. He would teach these fools a much needed lesson. About halfway to the stage, he passed in front of a curtained area. It was where the nominees for Prom King and Queen were to wait to be announced. Two sets of hands shot out from behind the curtain and wrapped around him.
Treize stared up into the greenest eyes he had ever seen. The man had long silver hair and his parnter, though shorter, had long platinum hair. The pair looked like something out of a dream. Smiling, the taller man lowered his lips onto Treize's. The Principle knew he should be doing something about the kiss, but nothing came to mind.
The shorter man slid one had under his shirt and began to caress the skin there; the other hand slipped into his pants and when Treize tried to stop the gentle exploration, the taller man siezed his wrist, carefully holding them. Long fingers caressed the fast hardening flesh between Treize's legs. He groaned into the tall man's mouth. Behind him, a mouth nibbled on the flesh of his neck. A small part of the ginger-haired man's mind told him this was wrong, but the larger part didn't want it to end.
Principal Treize struggled to free his hands, his legs, or his lips. The Principal had been dragged into a curtained area of the gym by two men. The same two men who even now kept him captive and were driving him mad with sensations.
His hands were pinned above his head by a beautiful man with incredibly long silver hair; this same man was kissing Treize with a passion that took his breath away. The man devoured his mouth, demanding all Treize could give and more. His tongue swept savagely through the smaller man's mouth. Tasting, touching, sparing with Treize's tongue; always controlling the kiss, owning it in a way that told the Principal the two men intended to own him as well. The thought sent shivers down the man's spine, but he was hard pressed to tell if they were from fear or anticipation.
The other man had Treize's legs pinned. This particular beauty had platinum blond hair that was short than the other man's and he was kneeling before the imprisoned man. Treize groaned as he did something particularly interesting. The Principal was caught between what he wanted and what was expected of him. He shouldn't enjoy the things these men were doing to him, but he couldn't help himself; he would have begged for more if they let him talk.
Outside, Viktor had carried a struggling, cursing Flik to a bench. Pinning the smaller man with he greater weight, Viktor began kissing his way down the PE teacher's neck. He got about halfway when Flik went suddenly still, his entire body going limp. Looking at his new lover, the bear-like man found him with his eyes clenched shut and his hands curled into fists.
"Just get it over with," Flik whispered harshly. A tremor began to shake his entire body and a small sob escaped his lips.
Viktor looked down at the handsome man and realized why J had been so insistent he meet this man. Somewhere, sometime in the past, someone had raped Flik. Viktor wrapped the trembling man in a huge hug, rocking him slowly and carefully.
"Shhhh. I won't touch you if you don't want me to." Flik began to cry helplessly, just as Viktor had hoped. "Let it all out. It's alright. I'm here." Keeping up the gentle words, the big man coaxed the story from his partner.
End Part 3
Phoenix
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