The Black Saint is My StalkerCh127 - Not that Han Li minded (NSFW)

Edited by dreamandwonder

warning: consenting non-con (rape roleplay, 100% consensual with a safe word involved), you are warned! Please skip the chapter if you are uncomfortable. WTP ag

Han Li squirmed like an eel. “Get off of me, you piece of shit!” He spat profanity after profanity, dealing blows to Graham’s body, despite the saint’s efforts to keep him still. His heart raced without rest and Han Li wasn’t about to make things easy.

After all, what would be the fun in that?

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So he kicked and struggled, forcing Graham to bind his arms behind his back using some duct tape that had been so conveniently placed beneath the couch. Han Li’s legs were bound securely as well and only when he was totally immobilized that he stopped struggling as much.

Oh heavens. v7p5dy

He shouldn’t have worn jeans because he was so fucking hard that it hurt.

His head swam, pain throbbing alongside arousal in his body and if looks could kill, then Han Li would have died right there and then.

The Saint of Eternity hovered over him, the lights coming from the ceiling fell upon him and cast a long shadow and his eyes were dark, dilated with desire. His neat hairstyle had come undone and his face bruised and bloodied.

It was sinful how attractive Graham looked like this. Han Li felt a throb of desire so sharp that it threatened to gnaw a hole through his chest.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Just fuck me already!

The words that actually came out of his mouth were: “I’ll fucking kill you if you touch me!”

Graham maintained a cold, apathetic expression. He folded Han Li’s legs and when Han Li tried to kick him in retaliation, Graham, the bastard, took his sweet time to tape Han Li’s legs into a folded position. He whined, frustrated that his movements were so tightly restrained. That same frustration melted into anticipation, and Han Li wiggled, feeling uncomfortable in his pants.

“Behave.” Graham pressed his fingers between Han Li’s legs, pushing his thumb against the painful tent from his crotch before painfully drawing downward to the valley between Han Li’s buttocks. “If you move too much, I might injure something important.” He reached over to retrieve the dagger that had earlier been tossed onto the coffee table. F8xSQ9

Han Li sucked in a breath. “Y-you wouldn’t dare.”

But in his heart, the opposite rang true. Do it. Hurry up and do it.

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For this night, no did not mean no. A safeword had been chosen for the occasion just for Han Li to live out his sick fantasy. It was embarrassing, terribly so but he wanted it more than anything.

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He heard and felt the tearing of his jeans and the unwelcome touch of cold air that nipped his most delicate place. The cold edge of the dagger grazed the curve of his behind, drawing out more shivers. The touch was as light as a feather, but small embers of holy energy still flickered off the blade, leaving a trail of tingling sensation. xoNh1Q

Han Li whined, embarrassed. His cheeks flushed with shame and discomfort. For some reason, having just the slit of his ass exposed was far more embarrassing than being completely nude. He relinquished his emotions to the feeling of powerlessness.

“Hm. Now you’re quiet?” Graham’s smile was befitting of a tyrant. His act was so superb that it sent chills down Han Li’s spine.

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Who were the asshole gods that sculpted a man so fine? Han Li wished to curse them. But he had no gods to curse for his own foolishness. He could only curse the bastard that loomed over him.

He gathered saliva mixed with blood and spat right in the Saint of Eternity’s face. In his deranged fantasy, he imagined some sort of tyrant ruler that sought to conquer him. KBn1xT

With a wet splat, Graham flinched, the reddish red saliva hit his cheek. His eyes were dark and slowly, he raised his sleeve to wipe the offensive spit away. “You will regret that, slave.”

Oh, was he a slave now? Han Li’s mind swam wildly. He was so aroused that his entire body was vibrating. “Go fuck yourself, see if I give a shit about what you do—” He had no idea where he still found the coherency to swear at his partner.

Said partner roughly flipped him over and pressed his head into the velvet cushions. Knees tucked beneath his body, his ass was presented to the black-clad tyrant. The evil conqueror, perhaps a king? loomed over him imposingly. Han Li’s ripped jeans ripped further, exposing even more of his pale behind.

There was no preparation, no gentleness. The only rough slide of that monstrous length inside of him. Qywq6x

Han Li gasped, rendered breathless by the familiar feeling of being so full. Graham was without any kindness tonight and rammed into him with frightening force. He thought his internal organs were going to be pierced right through. Before Han Li could stop himself, a lewd mewling noise escaped his lips, his body melted into a mass of blissful pain.

“You’re noisy. Do you not grow tired of that grating voice of yours?” Graham spat venomously. His hand curled into Han Li’s hair, the leather of his glove tugging on his locks.

“N-ngh, ugh,” Han Li had no control over his body nor the sounds that came out of him. “G-guuu, oh. P-pull out! It hurts, you asshole. I-It really hurts…”

Pain pricked his body and was making him feel numb. Tears gathered in his eyes and he couldn’t even do anything about the embarrassing crescendo of pleasure that swept through him alongside the horrific agony. eToR2P

Graham’s grunts were equally heated. He did not answer Han Li’s pleas and instead reached for the front of his jeans, which was still frustratingly intact. His trapped length flinched under even the slightest pressure and Han Li cried, trembling all over. Tears tumbled from his eyes, and his hair stuck to his face. He couldn’t do anything but whine and complain while Graham used him like some sort of fuck toy, fondling him as the saint pleased.

“O-oh. Don’t!” Han Li heaved deeply, trying to stave off the familiar torrent of euphoria. “Don’t t-touch me th…there! O-ow…!”

To add insult to injury, Graham only tightened his grip around Han Li’s already constrained length.

With a strangled cry, Han Li came, his entire body spasming violently, eyes rolling into the back of his skull. dRQlHh

Graham only mocked him with a chuckle, “It seems that you are a whore for pain. But who said you had the rights to release before me? This slave ought to be disciplined.” Without any mercy, Graham only increased his pace, spearing into Han Li’s sensitive body, overstimulating him ceaselessly.

“A-ah! Stop…oh, ah, it hurts. Please stop…!” Han Li begged like a dog. Deep in his heart, he fed off this utter degradation and complete loss of control. It washed over him, numbing out all his thoughts and reduced him to nothing more than a drooling mess that was completely Graham’s to play with.

Graham did not stop.

A barrage of divine energy entered Han Li’s body, straight from his backside and he screamed from the sensation, back arching painfully. Graham slipped his gloved fingers into Han Li’s mouth, shushing him as though hushing a pet kitten. Mlrm1d

And Han Li, mindless as he was, sucked on those fingers greedily until he was choking on his own saliva.

“Pathetic,” Graham chuckled into his ear. Why did an insult sound like a compliment to Han Li’s dazed mind? He whimpered, unsure of how to respond.

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But his response didn’t matter anyway, because he was at Graham’s mercy.

(Not really. But he pretended that he was. The fantasy was everything. The fantasy was his salvation, and the agony was his bliss.) fcaP8l

Graham continued to punish Han Li late into the night.

When the duct tape was removed, Han Li tried to retaliate.

It was a wasted effort. Because Graham, the beast that he was, quelled Han Li’s rebellion with apparent ease, serving even more punishments for his attempt to overthrow the tyrant.

And Han Li screamed until his voice turned hoarse. He cried, his eyes stung from the tears, and lied there like a beaten dog awaiting further abuse. l6zr1f

And they were at it till the world grew fuzzy around the edges and Han Li’s body was reduced to nothing more than a pile of numb nerves. It was only after that when they stopped.

Perhaps they had gone a bit far. (Not that Han Li minded.)

He vaguely recalled Graham parting his hair and pressing a kiss against his brow. There were soft words and gentle praises but Han Li’s mind was already too muddled to receive them.

“You did well, my heart.” sf9Fe3

“Mm,” he hummed, feeling a bit confused. Han Li couldn’t even recall when they moved from downstairs into the master bedroom upstairs. But the curtains had been drawn, protecting them from dawn’s intrusive light. There were morning birds that sang outside but Han Li ignored them and laid against Graham’s chest, listening to the lulling beat of his heart.

“Sleep now. You deserve to rest.”

And sleep Han Li did.

Graham: what do you want for your birthday? cUQuA

Han Li: rape.

Graham: alright.

Han Li: …noice.

Author: U-um, while yes a safe word and everything was involved, these are fantasy characters with extremely unrealistic limits so I really don’t recommend trying any of this at home. For those of you kinky enough out there, please make sure to discuss your hard and soft limits with your partners beforehand and have a safe word! YAeWyX

Aside from that, your kinks are valid.

Unless your name is Han Li and you happen to be my character, then I cannot help but question what I’ve done wrong while raising this twisted child of mine T_T.

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Also, it’s come to my attention that some people won’t understand why some people would have rape fantasies and participate in rape play. First of all, having these desires DO NOT equate to actually wanting to be raped, which is why consent is extremely important in these situations. Although it’s been done off-screen both characters have discussed limits and boundaries before participating in this scene. There are different reasons why people might have rape fantasies, but for Han Li personally, part of it has to do with relinquishing control and letting go of all his frustrations at the hands of another person. There might be other factors as well contributing to his kink, but I don’t dive too much into detail about it.

If you’re confused about the kink, feel free to do some research about it, because it’s quite common and there’s a lot of misunderstanding surrounding it. vLID1q