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Robin leaned back against the wall and let out a sharp breath, head facing the stage. A huff caused his nostrils to visibly inflate as he had to watch how the object of his desire bluntly walked up to the blonde vocalist. Robin could see how the black haired one's perfect lips formed a subtle smile as he wrapped one arm around Joel's waist and rested his head against the tall one's shoulder. The interaction between the two looked intimate, almost loving and Robin felt how his guts twisted at the sight.
The young singer only noticed how hard he was biting the flesh of his cheek when the rusty taste of blood started to invade his mouth. Robin's lips escaped a displeased hum and he turned his eyes away from the whole spectacle for a second.
From the moment he had first layed eyes on Aleksi, from the first time they had worked together, Robin knew that the two of them were destined for each other. There was no other logical explanation for how drawn the man with the dirty-blonde hair felt towards the DJ. Robin's mind was completely occupied by Aleksi. His body was constantly screaming and yearning for the older one's touches and it made the vocalist spiral into state of mind that was almost manic.
Robin was well aware that a lot of people fancied the dark-haired man. He was very likable, handsome, kind and undeniably good looking. But the singer knew that there was so much more hidden behind that well behaved act Aleksi put on.
Robin was certain that no one knew the DJ as well as he did, no one saw what the older one really needed and desired. Not even Aleksi himself was aware of what he really wanted. But Robin was.
When Aleksi had invited him to the last show of his band's tour a few weeks back, Robin had made a decision. He didn't quite know if that decision would eventually end up ruining everything for him or finally bring the singer closer to what he so desperately had craved all along.
When he was forced to watch how Aleksi was constantly seeking Joel's physical touch on stage, he knew that he had to follow through with his plan. Robin didn't exactly know how, when or where but he knew that tonight was his one and only chance.
"Whooohh! Fucking Hell!" The man with the dirty-blonde hair flinched when Joel's scratchy voice was reaching his ears in a torturous volume. The tattooed man was jumping up and down in front of his eyes and Robin had to resist the urge to place an aimed hit right in his opponent's face. Joel was quite a handful and the post show adrenaline only seemed to make him even more energized and restless as usual.
"Great show." The young Finn forced himself to put on a nice act although he deeply despised Joel. He knew that if he wanted to get close to Aleksi and stick to his plan, he had to endure his annoying friend. But Joel only made it harder for Robin not to snap at him on spot when he pulled Aleksi into a deep hug in front of his eyes, nuzzling the DJ's neck as he pulled him tight until their bodies were pressed up against each other.
The young singer's hands automatically clenched, fingers forming a fist but then Niko was appearing right next to him and started a conversation, in which Robin only briefly participated in. He gave the man with the long, brown hair nothing more than a short "mh" as a response to his monologue, his gaze still glued to the DJ who was now finally bringing a bit of distance between his own and Joel's body again.
"Robin!" The way Aleksi's ocean blue eyes lit up the moment he saw him made Robin's heart beat faster, the blood thundering in his ears as the older one hesitantly stepped closer.
"Hey there." Robin grinned and slightly tilted his head. The young Finn was trying to appear as calm as possible while his mind was already being occupied with devastating thoughts, hints of what was about to come, things that should rather be left unspoken.
"You smashed it out there. Here drink some water, you must be thirsty." Robin's shaky hands found the water bottle that was standing on the table beside him.
"Oh yeah, definitely." Still breathing heavily, Aleksi gratefully accepted the water bottle. The DJ wasted no time and in a matter of seconds half of the bottle was empty. "That's good, so good." Aleksi breathed out and closed his eyes for a couple of seconds.
The dark-haired one felt how the post show adrenaline hit him with full force. His head started to spin, his breath got a little unsteady and his mind started to feel more and more clouded with every second that passed.
"Wanna take some fresh air?" Robin apparently had read the older one's mind. "Yeah." Aleksi brought up almost breathlessly before he found himself clumsily stumbling towards the back door. Robin was following him with heavy, determined steps. The man with the black hair pushed the door open, which took him a couple of tries because by now his limbs had started to go numb.
It should have been concerning to him but Aleksi didn't really think much of it as he and Robin stepped outside into the clod night.
"Fuck." Aleksi took in a deep breath, then another one. It was the third deep breath he took when the DJ noticed that suddenly his clouded state of mind turned into a heavy tiredness.
He was feeling like all his energy was being sucked out of him and his mind was by now desperately trying to fight his body's urge to collapse.
"You don't look so well." Aleksi had closed his eyes but he was strongly aware of Robin's presence and how the younger one was soothingly scratching his scalp and ruffling through the wet strands of hair that were sticking to his forehead.
"I- I don't feel very well. Robin I'm scared." He automatically grabbed his opponent's muscular arm as the DJ fought with himself to open his eyes again.
It was when he met the younger one's intense gaze when Aleksi noticed that something in Robin's expression had changed. There was an undeniable sparkle in his brown eyes, a hint of something that absolutely terrified Aleksi.
"Help me. Robin. Help me." The dark-haired one's voice was weak, his breaths becoming more and more shallow. Aleksi dug his fingers deep into the other one's flesh, eyes widening as he slowly but surely felt how he was completely losing control over his muscles.
"Shhh, don't fight it. It will all be over soon, I promise." The DJ distantly perceived the younger one's whispering, trying to hold on to something to not go completely insane because his mind was telling him that he was about to take his last breaths, that he was dying, that his life was coming to an end right then and there.
"What- what did you-" Aleksi wasn't able to form a proper sentence anymore, his breath almost declining at this point. Despite all the efforts his trembling legs gave in under all the weight they were carrying and Aleksi's body sank down to the ground.
"I'm doing this all for you darling, all for you. I would do everything for you" The last thing the man with the black hair perceived before he was gone was a pair of soft lips that were tenderly kissing his forehead.
Aleksi distantly perceived the sound of a soothing voice humming. The voice sounded familiar. He tried to concentrate on the beautiful sounds that reached his ear, tried to make out what the melody reminded him of and slowly but surely the DJ felt how all of his senses heightened again.
First he was becoming aware of the warm air that pleasantly embraced his skin. In combination with the beautiful melody that reached his consciousness the sensation transported Aleksi into a calm, cozy state of mind.
But the more he was taking in the stimuli of his surroundings, the more his brain was telling him that something was off. Suddenly he felt how a slight wave of pain was traveling through his body. The DJ noticed that the direct points of pain were his wrists and ankles and slightly attempted to move his limbs. To his horror he realized he couldn't. Someone or something was holding him in place, making it unable for him to move the uncomfortably numb parts of his body properly.
Frightened Aleksi opened his eyes. Slight panic was starting to invade his body when all he could see was an unidentifiable blur at first. After a few seconds his view got a little bit more clear. The dark haired man saw elements of what he thought was a familiar surrounding. He weakly remembered he had been to this place before once, maybe even twice.
Before Aleksi was able to further put his mind to this thought, a horrifying realization hit him the moment his blurry vision had fully cleared. Once he looked down on himself, he saw that he had been tied to a chair. His wrists were strongly being held together behind his back and the DJ's feet were each tied to a chair leg. The thick ropes had been bonded so tightly around his wrists and ankles, that even the smallest movements made the ropes uncomfortably dig into his soft skin. That slightly painful sensation was already alarming enough by itself but then Aleksi noticed something even more disturbing. Someone had undressed him, he was tied to a chair completely naked and that realization made his eyes widen in fear.
Panically Aleksi threw his head from left to right. He followed his instinct of letting out a frightened scream but his voice left his mouth a lot more dull than he had expected. The man with the black wavy hair found himself gagged by a piece of fabric that had been placed in his mouth and knotted together at the back of his head.
"Hnghh" Aleksi uncomfortably shifted in his seat as much as he was able to, panic spiking even further in him when a familiar silhouette suddenly entered the room. The soothing melody the band member had perceived suddenly didn't seem so soothing to him anymore, not when he realized who had been producing the sweet sounds that reached his ear.
"Rognhn" Aleksi's words were being swallowed by the thick piece of fabric in his mouth when he watched how the familiar man with the dirty-blonde hair mindlessly strolled from one end of the room to another. He was not even acknowledging the older one's presence although Aleksi tried everything to get his attention. No desperate shifting and no muffled scream seemed to be enough to make Robin give him even one quick glance. Aleksi watched how the younger one proceeded to put chunks of wood in the fireplace that was located near the small dining table.
"Did you have a nice rest? You were really exhausted and tired after the show weren't you?" Suddenly Robin turned around, walking up to Aleksi with slow, heavy steps. The orange light illuminated every single movement of his muscles underneath his slightly tanned skin. "You slept for quite a while. Probably my fault, sorry about that. It was my first time using Rohypnol on someone, maybe the dose was a little too high." The singer's voice was soft, apologetic even but his words didn't match his appearance and the dark look in his eyes at all.
"You need to drink something. Your body is already showing signs of dehydration and it would be a shame if you would pass out again. I need you to be conscious, so drink." Robin's words were sounding very matter of fact and his calm tone of voice irritated the DJ a lot.
The young Finn picked up a water bottle that was standing on floor right next to where Aleksi found himself trapped and removed the cap. Then Robin grabbed the piece of fabric that he had previously stuffed into Aleksi's mouth and pulled it down a little. The man with the black hair turned his head away, a reluctant huff escaping his nose.
"I said drink." The man with the dirty blonde hair roughly grabbed a fist of Aleksi's hair, strongly pulling his head back as he shoved the opening of the water bottle into the DJ's mouth. Aleksi gagged as he tried to swallow the enormous amount of water that Robin continued to pour down his throat and the torturous feeling of drowning only stopped once the bottle was completely empty.
"Good." Robin carelessly threw the bottle across the room and gave Aleksi's face a firm slap as his big hand further knotted in the older one's black hair.
"Why the hell are you doing this to me?" Aleksi screamed at the top of his lungs, the pain that was spreading along his scalp only seemed to fuel the rage that was slowly overpowering the initial panic he had felt when he saw the young Finn again.
"You're making me sound like a monster. I'm not a monster." Robin proceeded to stuff the black piece of fabric back into Aleksi's mouth and directly looked him in the eyes. "I'm only taking what already belonged to me. You're mine, all of you." Aleksi's stomach turned sick at the words that left his opponent's lips. He would have punched him in the face if he could. But he was tied to chair, not able to move much more than a few muscles without inflicting pain on himself.
Robin finally loosened his grip and Aleksi's head sank down again. The younger one was grabbing one of the chairs that were placed near the small dining table and sat down in front of his object of desire. He pushed his legs apart and straightened his posture before he proceeded to lean his body slightly forward. H wanted to take a good look at the art he had created. Aleksi looked perfect like that. Naked, tied up and gagged in front of him.
"Your friends are really worried about you. Especially Hokka." The singer started and fished for Aleksi's phone in the pocket of his jeans. "You two are really close, aren't you?" Robin turned the phone around to show Aleksi all the notifications that his blonde bandmate had left on his phone. He thought about answering to Robin's question for a brief moment before he remembered that it had no use. The younger one wouldn't be able to make out even one word he said through the thick fabric that was blocking his mouth. So listening to Robin's words was about all Aleksi could do at this point.
"He's like a big brother to you, isn't he?" Robin's tone of voice sounded gentle and empathetic. Aleksi thought that if he played along now, maybe there was a possibility the singer would let him go. So far he hadn't done anything to him other than forcing him to drink a bottle of water and pulling his hair. With that new found spark of hope Aleksi answered the other's question with a dull sounding "Mhmh." and blinked a few times.
"Don't lie to me!" Robin snapped at him in not even split of a second and was now loudly screaming right into his face, making him wince. "Do you think I'm fucking stupid, huh?!" Before Aleksi knew what was happening the younger one had a hand on his throat, fingers closing in on his airways and the DJ started to gasp for air. But it was useless. He could hardly breathe in any air through the black fabric and his face started to heat up rapidly now.
"I've seen the kinds of pictures you sent him. And oh, the video he sent you back aswell. You fucking whore." Robin spat out as his fingers tightened further around the older ones fragile throat. "No matter how well he thinks he knows you and your dirty little fantasies, he doesn't get you like I do. No one gets you like I do, understood?" By now Aleksi's face was turning red. He was wriggling, shifting in his chair and letting out suffocated gasps.
Robin finally had mercy on him. He removed his strong fingers from the other's throat and leaned back. One of his hands disappeared in the pocket of his jeans again after he had carelessly thrown Aleksi's phone on the table behind him.
When the black haired man saw what Robin had pulled out his pocket this time, he shrieked in fear. The younger one was holding a jackknife in his right hand. The singer revealed the blade to him and Aleksi's eyes widened rapidly. He attempted to throw his body from left to right, to somehow fight against the restraints that tied him to the chair. All that did however, was creating small wounds on his ankles and wrists because the ropes were vigorously rubbing against skin.
"Stop that, you'll hurt yourself." Robin brought up through gritted teeth, obviously displeased about Aleksi's panic reaction. The moment Aleksi felt a sharp point pressed up against the side of his throat he froze in motion. With big eyes and heavy breaths he stared back at Robin.
"Mh yeah that's better, perfect." The man with the dirty blonde hair started to place slow, soft kisses on the other's jaw while Aleksi felt how the sharp point was slowly moving along his throat until it came to a stop right above his adams apple. The dark haired one audibly gulped, too scared to even move a muscle. Robin pressed the knife a little harder against his throat while his hot lips where caressing Aleksi's neck.
"You're so beautiful. I wish I could explore every single inch of your body with this blade." The younger one hummed against his neck and the next moment Aleksi felt a sharp pain arising in his shoulder. Robin had dragged the knife across his pale skin there, the cut deep enough to make small drops of blood form at the surface.
"I'm gonna mark you up, make sure that everyone knows you're mine." The singer whispered in his ear and Aleksi let out an isolated whine when Robin cut into his skin once more, this time even deeper than before. The pain was at this point still endurable but the burning sensation of the fresh cuts on his shoulders was undeniably uncomfortable to say the least.
Robin let the knife travel along his sternum, first slightly scratching the skin with the sharp blade before a put a little more pressure on, slowly dragging the knife down and breaking the other one's thin skin. Aleksi howled in pain and threw his head back. The younger one dragged the knife down his skin painfully slow and pressed the blade into his skin harder and harder until the DJ startet to scream. "Shhh." Robin went back to place soft kisses on his jaw but that action only made Aleksi freak out even more on the inside because he could feel the small drops of blood that started to run down his chest. All those sensations left him overstimulated. He felt how the man with the dirty blonde hair was kissing his way down to where he had just placed a deep, long cut.
"Fuck you're perfect." Robin slightly opened his mouth against the older one's soft skin. His tongue slowly moved along the cut as he was licking up the blood that was leaking from it in drops. Aleksi bit the thick cloth in his mouth, his feet slightly cramping up at the burning, stinging sensation.
After a while Robin pulled his head back. Still holding the bloody knife in his hand, he eyed Aleksi and gave him a content smile while the other one was turning into a shaking, terrified mess in front of his eyes.
"Wasn't that bad, was it?" He slightly tilted his head and waited for some kind of reaction coming from his opponent. Aleksi however was not cooperating so Robin just mentally prepared himself for the next action he had painted out in his mind and layed his free hand on one of Aleksi's thighs without further preamble.
"Has anyone ever told you how fucking sexy your thighs are?" Robin harshly grabbed a handful of the other one's skin. He started to knead the flesh and Aleksi found himself caught in a cycle of being pleased about Robin not pressing a knife up to his skin and being absolutely disgusted by the way he intimately touched him.
"I love your thighs. They're so soft, fucking perfect. But I think they're missing something." Robin's lips were formed to a smug grin. "Do you know what it is they're missing?" Robin spoke while he softly let his fingertips run up and down the DJ's leg. Aleksi was very sure he did not want to hear the answer but he also knew that he had no other choice. The younger one bent forward until his warm lips were pressed up against the black haired one's neck again. "The letters of my fucking name carved into them, that's what they're missing. I want every single soul on this planet to know that your body is mine, that you belong to me forever." Robin whispered in a deep, raspy voice and Aleksi immediately panically started to move in his chair again as soon as he perceived those words.
"This is probably gonna hurt a lot but don't worry I'll take good care of you." Robin explained while he bent down and started to kiss the DJ's thighs. After a minute he lifted his head again. Then he moved the chair he was sitting on closer to Aleksi and proceeded to fixate one of the older one's thighs between his own.
"Ready?" Before Aleksi could react he already felt the unbearable pain that was shooting through his leg. Robin started to draw sharp lines with the knife. He was digging the blade deep into Aleksi's flesh, so deep that Aleksi knew the cuts would leave scars that would be visible for the rest of his life. The younger one took his time. He was slowly dragging the knife across the other one's skin with the intention of making the the letters look as nicely as possible.
Aleksi screamed at the top of his lungs. He threw his head back and bit down on the cloth in his mouth, so hard that he could feel how his teeth slightly ripped the fabric. The rope was cutting deep into his skin as his body was trying to convulse out of pain. Hot, salty tears were starting to fall from his eyes when his screams turned into desperate, muffled whines.
"I know Aleksi, I know. Shh. Shhhh." Robin spoke, his soft lips kissing away the big tears on the DJ's face while he proceeded to carve the letters of his name deep into the other one's flesh. Aleksi could do nothing more than let out suffocated whines and endure the enormous pain that just didn't want to stop. "I'm almost done." The younger one whispered and placed a few last deep cuts on the older one's skin.
Aleksi was a trembling and whining mess when he had to watch how Robin held the blade that was dripping in his blood up to his lips and started to lick it clean. The older one's mind still didn't want to accept that the man he had considered as one of his closest friends was such a sick individual with no compassion and no remorse. Had he been absolutely blind or was Robin just extremely good at keeping that part of his personality hidden? Aleksi concluded that it probably had to be a combination of both.
"So now that we're done with that..." Robin stood up and walked behind the chair Aleksi was sitting on, making the latter one yelp. "...I'm gonna fucking show you who you belong to." The DJ could feel Robin's hot breath hitting the sensitive skin on his neck and shuddered, another whine leaving his throat.
"Don't act like those fucking words don't turn you on. I read the chat between you and that good-for-nothing coward, remember?" Robin hissed and began to cut the the ropes that were tightly wrapped around his ankles.
The DJ didn't really get why the younger one was mentioning his bandmate all the time. The favors he did for Joel weren't completely meaningless to him and Joel was important to him, very important but they both had a agreed that the things they shared between each other didn't really mean anything.
Sending Joel revealing pictures of himself was more about validation than anything else and so were the few times they had hooked up with each other in the past. But now that Aleksi was thinking about it, maybe Joel was a lot more emotionally involved in all of this than he'd like to admit. But then again Aleksi couldn't be sure. Joel didn't talk about his emotions.
"Up on your feet." Robin demanded and knotted a fist in the older one's black, fluffy hair. Aleksi reluctantly obliged and clumsily lifted himself out of the chair. He grunted when Robin pulled his hair up, forcing him to stand up as straight as he could. Then the younger one closed one of his arms around Aleksi's neck, the blade resting against the skin right above his artery while the hand that had been knotted in his hair up until now wandered down to his thigh.
The DJ immediately broke out into a sweat at the feeling of the sharp, cold metal against his neck. His heart rate increased rapidly when Robin pushed him around and forward until the black haired one was facing a dusty, old mirror. "Look at yourself. All marked up by me. You're so fucking perfect." Robin whispered, voice layered with arousal. Aleksi flinched at the sight. The cuts on his body were a lot more visible than he had imagined and the deep wounds on his thigh were still leaking blood.
"I'm gonna remove this from your mouth now, okay?" To the older one's surprise Robin actually pulled down the thick piece of fabric that was filling his mouth and gave his cheeks a couple punctuated slaps. "'Cause I want to hear your pretty whines and whimpers in my ear while I fuck you." Robin growled and Aleksi's body visibly tensed at the words. Now that he was finally able to speak clearly again, it was like all the words he initially wanted to fire at Robin were stuck in his throat. He couldn't even bring himself to gulp when he perceived the noise of a belt that was being unbuckled.
"I'm gonna claim you as mine and you're gonna shut up take it like the good boy that you are. Unless you want to be gagged again that is." Aleksi's hands that were still tied up behind his back cramped up at the other's stern tone of voice. Tears were fighting their way down the sides of his face when Robin pressed his body up against his and he felt his hard length rubbing along the small of his back.
"Please Robin, please don't." The dark haired one's voice was weak and broken. He knew that his words probably wouldn't help. Robin would definitely not suddenly change his mind but Aleksi was desperate. He didn't know what else to do, everything seemed hopeless.
"I said shut up and take it." Robin brought up through gritted teeth, digging the knife into his throat, hips harshly snapping forward, causing Aleksi to lose balance for a quick second. Aleksi whined. The pain in his throat seemed to somehow double the pain he was experiencing in his leg. For some reason however he rather concentrated on the unbearable feeling of burning cuts than on the feeling of Robin grabbing his hips and steadying himself behind Aleksi before he pushed himself inside without any warning.
The dark haired one screamed. If it wasn't for Robin's muscular arm that was still tightly wrapped around his throat, Aleksi's body would have collapsed on spot. The way the younger one was roughly pushing himself in and out of Aleksi and snapping his hips forward made Aleksi's lips escape a few sobs that could barely express how much he was truly suffering inside. It wasn't only physical pain he was experiencing in this moment, there was a lot of emotional pain he felt as well.
"Who's gonna worship your body like me, huh? Nobody." Robin's throat were escaping deep moans. He ruthlessly grabbed Aleksi's thigh, right we're the blood was still leaking and Aleksi bit his teeth together and whined loudly. "Such sweet sounds that are coming from your mouth." The singer remarked as his thrusts grew more and more vigorous, causing the DJ to whine even more.
"R-Robin please stop." Aleksi cried out. The stretch was so painful that it felt like the man with the dirty blonde hair was literally tearing his insides into pieces with the force he drove his dick in and out of him.
"If you wanna be fucking gagged again just say so." Robin removed his hand from Aleksi's thigh and before the DJ could protest he had stuffed the black cloth into Aleksi's mouth again, the pace of his thrusts not relenting for even a second in the process.
"Shit, your body was made for me to fuck you. We're destined for each other." Robin moaned, the blade now evidently cutting into the dark haired one's throat.
At this point Aleksi had given up on fighting back or begging. His fingers unclenched where they were trapped behind his back and Robin's stomach. The DJ closed his eyes as he felt how finally everything seemed to go a little numb.
"Only a few more minutes." Aleksi repeated that sentence to himself in his head as he endured Robin's ruthless pounding and the flaring pain that he was experiencing in multiple body parts.
Aleksi didn't know how long it took until Robin finally stilled inside of him but the feeling made the DJ want to throw up. He started to sob again when the reality of how brutally he was being used by the singer slowly set in.
"Fuck, you're so perfect like this. Hands tied, gagged and filled with my cum." Robin proceeded to place slow kisses on the dark haired one's shoulder. "All of this, mine." He mumbled mindlessly and tenderly kissed the older one's cheek.
"You were so good for me. It's only fair that I repay you now, don't you think?" Robin was looking at the reflection of the dirty mirror in front of them and Aleksi immediately shook his head and panically shifted in the older one's grip. "You don't want to cum one last time before I proceed to cut both of our throats with this knife?" Robin asked and now held up the blade right in front of Aleksi's eyes. Then he unexpectedly removed the thick cloth from the older one's mouth. "Because you know how this is gonna end if I don't do it right? They're gonna find us and they're gonna take you away from me." Robin's voice suddenly sounded very emotional and Aleksi didn't quite know if that was a good sign or if he should be even more scared than he already was at this point.
"Robin, no one's gonna take me away from you. I- I mean we can just act like all of this never happened okay. I will never say a word to anyone, ever. I promise." The man with the black hair uncomfortably wriggled in the younger one's grip. He didn't quite know if his words had the intended effect on the other one. The whole situation was very alarming.
"You can't be mine forever if we act like all of this never happened, that's not how it works. There's no other way, don't you understand? I have to do this." Robin turned the knife in front of his eyes and slowly put the sharp blade right against Aleksi's artery again.
"No Robin don't please, Robin. We can make everything work. I promise we'll find a way. You don't have to do it like that okay you don't have to do th-" The older one was panically trying everything to change the singer's mind and for a while the man with the dirty blonde hair hesitated.
"Robin, I love you." Aleksi whispered and turned his head, it was the only thing he could have said that would help him in this situation. "I love you too Aleksi." Robin's hand started to shake. One voice inside him loudly screamed at him to just slit Aleksi's throat and then his own, just like he had planned all along. But the other one screamed at him to drop the knife and stop himself before it was too late. He didn't know which voice was the loudest.