#i burned through my electrolytes something fierce yesterday

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felt too unwell to eat. didn't eat. now feeling more unwell because i didn't eat. still too unwell to eat (:

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Honor Bound 2 - 69

This is a series. Start here, continued from here. 

This is a sequel to Honor Bound. 

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Cw:  mention/discussion of noncon, thoughts of death, choking, threats of noncon, threats of death, spicy noncon touch, gendered slurs, noncon kiss

NOTE: *heavy sigh*. Yup. It’s chapter 69. I wasn’t planning on having any spice of any kind for this chapter, but you have @lucky-dan and @ashintheairlikesnow to thank for this one. It’s not quite spice, it’s nearly spice, with the plan for spice later. Yup, you’re welcome. I am a slave to the will of the masses.

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Finn didn’t have the first clue how long they’d been stuck in that cell. If they had to guess – gun to the head, if they had to guess – they’d say twelve days. The lights in the hallway – cell block? – hadn’t been turned off once since they arrived. Finn slept fitfully on the cold cement floor, sometimes in short stretches, sometimes for a long one where they’d wake up sore and bruised where they’d been laying. They’d had five, maybe six long sleeps before they’d realized they should maybe be keeping track. They were the only one who hadn’t left their cell, except to take care of the others. Everyone else had been out, had maybe caught glimpses of light through the window, had seen other parts of the house. Everyone but Finn, who stayed in their cell, chained to the floor by their collar except for when the guards felt like giving them bathroom breaks, or when the guards dragged another member of their family back for medical treatment. Finn was absolutely going to lose their shit like this. They could feel the walls getting closer every day.

The others get tortured when they leave, they thought fiercely. The others get cut up or beaten or waterboarded or fucking raped. I have no place, none at all, to complain. I’m the only one who isn’t suffering. I’m the only one who gets to do something for the others.

They saw how it was breaking everyone, too. They saw Tori’s eyes, more haunted each time she was dragged back to her cell. Not just from the pain, but from the torture of putting that goddamned thing on Vera’s face almost every day. They saw it in Sam. Finn had been terrified in their bones when they heard Sam was waterboarded again, but they hadn’t seen any signs of pneumonia yet. It had to have been at least a week. And they saw the deep bruises they were coming back with, new ones every time. As they were shoved, kicked, beaten, abused by the guards as Isaac was forced to watch, every time.

And Isaac…

Finn couldn’t even think about Isaac.

They couldn’t stand to think of the deadness Isaac had in his eyes now, something Finn had never once seen, not in the four years they’d known him. They’d seen Isaac suffer the worst agony, nightmares and flashbacks, pain that left him shuddering and sobbing against the bathroom tiles, but never once had Finn seen… emptiness in Isaac’s eyes. They’d never once before seen the magnitude of bone-deep hatred there, hatred for no one but himself. He hadn’t told the others yet what exactly he’d done with Gavin, or what Gavin did to him, that broke him so completely. Finn knew it was – rape, they had to force themselves to think – but he’d come back different from the first time. The first time was violation, despair. But now, something retched lived in Isaac that Finn couldn’t shake themselves of. They didn’t feel disgusted of Isaac, but rather bitter compassion at whatever was stuck so deeply in his soul. He never came back injured when returned from Gavin’s bed. He came back broken. When he came back from Colleen, he came back with beatings, burns, dark bruises around his neck. All inflicted by Gavin. All things Finn knew Gavin would rather die than do.

The moment he refuses, all of us die. Then Gavin. I could never dream of blaming Gavin for a single minute of this. Finn didn’t envy Gavin. Not in the slightest.

Gavin’s the one who broke them all, and Finn’s the one who put them back together so Gavin could do it all over again.

Finn couldn’t think about Ellis without breaking.

They were alive. Finn new with absolute certainty Ellis was still alive. If they were dead, Colleen would come to gloat and feed off Finn’s anguish, probably with Ellis’s body in tow. No, no one had said a fucking thing about Ellis since they’d been torn from Finn’s grasp. Finn had to tell themselves that, had to believe it. Ellis was alive. Finn had no idea what was happening to Ellis, but they were alive.

That was as far as they could stand to go down that road. They were furiously beating the thought away when the hallway door opened again.

Finn groaned and pushed themselves up to sitting. They wanted to put their hands over their ears, wanted to shut out the sounds of whoever was being taken. I can’t take it, they whimpered internally. I can’t hear them take someone again. I can’t stand to hear how terrified they are. I’m sick of hearing the begging. It doesn’t work. Nothing works. Nothing that stops this pain.

The footsteps got closer, passed by Isaac and Sam’s cell. Tori and Vera, then. Their eyes swam with tears. They were just taken yesterday. Tori’s spasms didn’t stop for hours, even after all the electrolytes I gave her. At least Vera never stayed muzzled for long. That was something they could always do, if Tori was too weak.

The footsteps continued past Tori and Vera’s cell. Dread shivered through their shoulders.

They never come for me first.

I’m not supposed to be touched.

Shame stabbed through Finn at that thought. If it’s my turn to be tortured, I need to take it. Everyone else has suffered so damned much.

A tall figure appeared in the doorway of the cell, and it took Finn a moment to realize who it was.

Leo.

Finn’s body went rigid. They were there, they were frozen in this cell, but they were also kneeling on the linoleum floor in Gavin’s warehouse, staring at Leo with their arm around Ellis’s neck. They were chained down in Colleen’s office, watching Leo carve into Gavin’s back. Isaac had screamed Leo’s name once or twice when he had the nightmares that left him sobbing, shaking, begging Leo to stop hurting him. To just kill him. Finn knew Isaac hadn’t told them the full extent of Leo’s brutality in the five days he’d been in Gavin’s basement.

Oh, god. What is he going to do to me?

“F-Finn?” Tori called. “Finn, what… why is…?”

Leo unlocked the door to Finn’s cell, his eyes riveted on them through the bars. Finn’s stomach pitched at the smile on his face. Oh, god. He’s going to kill me.

“Finn?” came Isaac’s voice, stronger than it had been in days. “Finn? No, they… you’re not supposed to touch them!”

Leo took a large step towards Finn. The ice encased around their limbs disappeared, and they scrambled backwards.

“N-no, no, please…” They whimpered as their back hit the wall, the chain on their collar clinking against the floor. “No, please… please don’t…”

Leo chuckled. “Please don’t what?”

“LEO!” Isaac bellowed. Finn jumped. “Leave them alone, you know you want ME!”

“Actually I don’t,” Leo called over his shoulder, his eyes still fixed on Finn.

For flickering moment, an echo of their Junior Defense Corps training shot through them. Their eyes darted across Leo’s body, looking for weapons. No gun. Knife on the belt. Finn’s body tensed into a crouch as Leo advanced on them. Go for the knife.

As Finn lunged forward, Leo grabbed them by the shirt and slammed them back against the wall. Finn grunted as the air punched out of their chest, their hand going blindly for the knife. Leo jerked it out of his belt and tossed it away.

“You think I was Gavin’s muscle for two fucking years without learning how to handle little shits like you?” Leo growled. “I don’t give a fuck who you are. Try that again, and I will fuck you up.”

“What’s he doing?” Tori wailed. “Finn… Finn…”

Leo’s hand went around Finn’s neck just above the collar and squeezed, just slightly. Finn instantly went still. I don’t fight like Vera and Isaac. My training was for nothing. I’m fucking nothing.

“Tell them you’re okay,” Leo said softly, inches from Finn’s face. “Tell them you’re okay or I gut one of them on my way out.”

“I-I’m okay!” Finn shouted, not able to get the words out fast enough. “I’m fine!”

“What’s he doing?” Isaac screamed. “God dammit, Leo, what the fuck do you want with them?”

“You know,” Leo said, his voice a little louder, “That Stormbeck never let me fuck his playthings?”

“NO!” Isaac roared.

Finn’s head fell back against the wall in a broken wail. So that’s what he wants. He’s going to use me, just like Isaac’s being used. He’s going to fuck me with the others listening.

“Yeah,” Leo said with an amused, gusty breath. “Not even once. Said ‘working for me gives you good money and great benefits. Getting your dick wet isn’t one of them.’” Leo laughed softly. “As if his own fucking father never let his people take a run as whatever flavor of the month was locked up in his basement.”

He’s talking about Vera.

Finn pulled back and slammed their fist into Leo’s stomach. Leo doubled over with a laugh. “Ah, fuck. I don’t remember you being such a feisty little spitfuck. I remember you being so fucking soft.”

“Leo, NO!” Vera screamed.

Leo’s hand tightened around Finn’s neck. “I remember you and that angsty little shit had a thing, though, didn’t you? You still together? Or did Gavin’s little stunt finally drive them off the deep end?”

“Don’t fucking talk about Ellis,” Finn screamed, and threw another punch into Leo’s side.

Leo grunted and slammed Finn back against the wall. They cried out weakly.

“LEO, I SWEAR TO FUCKING CHRIST—”

“Tell him to shut up, or I cut your throat. Say it. Right now.”

“Fuck you,” Finn hissed, their eyes streaming.

“Now,” Leo whispered. “Say ‘stop talking or he’ll cut my throat.’ Now. Or they all die.”

He wouldn’t.

Finn didn’t have a goddamned choice.

“Please, please stop!” they called in a shaking voice. “Stop, stop talking or he, he’ll k-kill me, cut my throat.”

“I can’t listen to him do this to you,” Isaac sobbed.

“Please,” Finn pleaded. If you don’t, you’ll die. “Please, Isaac. Just… just be quiet.”

Isaac fell silent with a sob.

Leo grinned down at Finn, his eyes dark with cruelty. “Better,” he sighed. His hand fisted in Finn’s hair and he drew their head back, his other hand still wrapped tightly around their throat.

“Here’s the thing, though,” Leo murmured, the words hot on Finn’s ear as he pressed them firmly against the wall. “I can’t leave a mark on you. Them’s the rules, straight from Lady Stormbeck herself. And I do what she wants, because she knows how to keep her employees happy.”

Finn whimpered, their eyes sliding shut for a moment.

“But she said, very clearly, no one’s allowed to mark you up. You’ve gotta be in perfect working condition, unlike these other poor fucks.” Leo gestured behind him with his head. “And I’ll be perfectly honest…” His hand released Finn’s throat. They whimpered with relief before Leo’s thumb pressed against their lips, his other hand still clamped down on their hair. Finn’s hands were twisted in Leo’s shirt, pushing him away, unable to move.

“Don’t bite,” Leo whispered, leaning forward, pressing the length of his body against Finn’s. “Open up.”

Finn whimpered, and did what they were told. He’ll kill the others if I don’t. Slowly, they opened their mouth. Tears rolled down their cheeks.

Leo pushed his thumb past Finn’s lips and pressed down on their tongue. Finn squeezed their eyes shut, horror from just this little invasion washing through them, chilling their blood.

“…I’ll be honest,” Leo groaned against Finn’s ear. “I don’t think I could fuck you without marking you up. Otherwise I’d have you bent over in this fucking cell. Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

Finn shoved harder against Leo’s chest. Leo torqued Finn’s head back, forcing their jaw open with his thumb. Finn twisted against his grip.

“I like the ones like you, you know?” Leo rasped against the side of Finn’s face, his stubble scratching their skin. “I like the ones who are fresh. I could tell as soon as I saw you that you just… aren’t cut out for this. And you know what I like to do with people like that?” Leo eased his thumb further in, and Finn gagged. “Hm. I like taking people like that… and destroying them. I like crushing them into dust. I like breaking them so hard they aren’t even human anymore. Gavin could have done that to Moore over there, if he hadn’t been such a fucking pussy. He was so fucking close. One good fuck, and your little bed toy friend over there would’ve been done.” Leo rolled his eyes. “Such a fucking waste. But I don’t go for the broken ones. Stormbeck Jr. has his fucking corner of the market there.”

Finn whimpered as Leo dragged his tongue from the angle of their jaw, up to their hairline. “Just know this, sweetheart,” he growled. “Eventually Ms. Stormbeck’s gonna get tired of you. Eventually, she’s gonna put you down, one right after the other. Just know that when it’s your time, I’m gonna ask Her Highness for a round with you first. And she’ll let me. I’m her favorite.” Leo laughed, and the sound made Finn’s skin crawl.

“Fucking hell, just the way you breathe when you’re scared gets me so fucking hard,” Leo moaned against their neck. “I just can’t fucking help myself.”

Leo withdrew his thumb from Finn’s mouth. They yanked against the hand still fisted in their hair. Leo dragged their head forward and pressed a wet, open-mouthed kiss to Finn’s lips, his tongue pressing in deep. Finn let out a strangled sob of terror and shock.

“Hope she doesn’t keep me waiting too long, Dunham,” Leo whispered in their ear.

He stepped back from Finn all at once. Without the hand in their hair and the friction of Leo’s body against theirs, they toppled bonelessly to the floor. They heaved a dry sob as Leo unlocked the cell door and stalked out, chuckling.

“FINN!” Isaac screamed as soon as the door to the hallway closed. There was the sound of rattling chains, a hiss of pain. “FINN! Are you… what did he do?”

Finn trembled and let out a sob. “He…” They pressed their hands to their face, whimpering. “H-he…”

“Are you okay?” Sam called in a quavering voice.

“Did he hurt you?” Vera snarled.

Did he rape you?

“N-no,” Finn sobbed. “He d-didn’t do anything, he… he didn’t hurt me…”

“Finn,” Tori said, her voice frightened, “What did he d-do?”

Finn swallowed their tears, tried to force out a slow breath. “Um…” Their voice broke. “Uh… he s-said when… when Colleen decides, decides to um… to kill us… he’s going to… um…” They shuddered and wrapped their arms around their chest.

“What, Finn?” Isaac croaked.

You know the answer already. Please don’t make me say it. “Um…” Finn swallowed hard. “Before she k-kills us, he’s going to…” Their voice dropped to a whimper. “…rape me first.”

Isaac made a sound of abject disgust. Vera dragged in a noisy inhale. Sam and Tori sobbed at the same time.

“We need to get out of here,” Sam murmured. “We need to get out of here right now.”

“Gavin will take me tonight or tomorrow,” Isaac said weakly, flatly. “I’ll ask him then. Ask if he has a plan.”

“And if he doesn’t?” Finn tried not to sound as frightened as they felt.

“I…” Isaac whimpered. “I just start killing people again. Try to reach Colleen before she kills…”

Before she kills Sam.

“…before she kills any of you.”

“Do it, Isaac,” Sam said softly.

“I don’t want to do that,” Isaac whimpered. “If I do that, some of us will die. But… she’s got to be getting close. The way she looks at Gavin is… is different. She’s going to kill him soon.”

“Then we better fucking hope he has a plan,” Finn whispered.

Continued here

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