#just an explicit noncon kinda day
Leon welcomes Lee back home. Graham and Lev belong to @untilthepainstarts.
tw: explicit non-con, blood, depression, dehumanization, Leon’s daddy kink
…
“Lee.” Leon stood in the doorway, expectant. He didn’t need to say anything else, Lee knew what he wanted.
He turned his head towards the man, tipping his chin up in acknowledgement.
“Now,songbird,” Leon murmured, holding his hand out and beckoning the boy to him. “Say goodnight to your friends, you’ll see them tomorrow morning.”
Lee didn’t say anything, but he did shakily begin to walk towards the former senator.
Lev jolted forward, held back by a guard Lee knew was cruel by nature. He wanted to tell him to stop, that it was okay - it wasn’t, it wasn’t okay, Lee didn’t wantthis - but his words caught in his throat and if he tried to force them out past the lump in his throat he was sure his partner would only fight harder.
Marco had set Graham onto the bed, tearing away his shirt since they hadn’t given him any shears to cut away the clothing.
Lee watched his husband release a sob, hands stained red with their partner’s blood, but Marco didn’t get up from the bed. They knew how this worked; they got things for being good.
