1A/N: This is the newly edited and improved His Neko. I'm excited to share it with you all. The original story is one of my most popular however I don't feel like I did it justice. So this prologue may look quite familiar however from here on out it diverges from the original plot. I hope you all like it just as much.
Prologue
CRASH!
The neko's foot caught on the edge of the carpet and he went sprawling to the floor, the tray he held flew from his hands and landed at the feet of his master, splattering his expensive shoes and dress pants. There was a moment of silence, just long enough for the boy to curl his tail in close to his body before the tirade began. "You damned boy! Can't you do anything right! I should throw you to the slave market right now!" The man hurled insults at the boy and all he could do was curl up and take it in. "Bring me the creature it was brought in with, it seems to have a soft spot for the younger thing." He shouted at the two guards in the room.
That seemed to get the neko's attention. His head snapped up, ears perked straight up, sharp teeth glinting in the candle light. "Don't you dare lay a finger on my brother!" He snarled, pushing himself up from the floor, claws extended, fully prepared to attack his master. He felt a firm and unyielding arm wrap around his torso, a second powerful hand clamped down on his shoulder, pushing him to his knees.
The master smirked. "Ah, poor little creature, you don't understand what kind of trouble you are in. That is the second time this week you have been clumsy, first you drop a tray on my guest, and now on me. That slave trader was right; you don't get the message unless we punish that precious little kitten." The large man grabbed the neko's leash and pulled him up, the choke collar tightened on Seth's neck, pressing into his windpipe, making it hard for the boy to breathe. His master's hand extended towards him, patting the pale, gaunt cheek. The neko thrashed, snapping his jaws at the clubbed fingers only to have his collar brutally dig into his throat. "Your pretty but your little kitten is much prettier." The master said, watching the terror dilate the neko's eyes.
The neko snarled and kicked out, he'd seen his brother punished in his place too many times to count. He felt helpless, he couldn't protect the one thing in his life he loved.
The smirk on the master's lips grew as two more of his guards shouldered into the room, dragging in the little kitten with the tabby ears and tail. "Jinx," the older boy whispered without meaning to. It had been days since he'd seen his thirteen-year-old brother. They'd locked him in the cold damp cellar after he had dropped the tray on the master's guest.
The little kitten's eyes were on him, wide and fearful. "Seth," He whimpered. What they wouldn't give just to have a few minutes alone.
The master rested a hand on the shoulder of the guard holding Seth. He whispered something in the man's ear, Seth was too anxious to focus on the words, he watched as two men began to strip away his little brother's scant clothing. The bare skin beneath was covered in bruises and lacerations from whipping, finger imprints could be made out around his wrists, at his hips, and his throat, burns on his arms and his feet. Some of the scars were new, some of them were older by days or even years.
Jinx's yellow-green eyes watched his older brother warily, all his limbs quivering. There was a cold pit of dread in his stomach seeing his brother tense with pain and fear, choke collar pulled tight. The dread twisted his stomach making him feel sick. He hated to see his brother so frantic. He could feel the hands of the men on him, stripping him of what little clothing he was wearing. He struggled but the cool press of a dagger against his spine was enough to make him stand very still.
They pushed Jinx's small body to the ground and grabbed his tail to hold him in place. He dropped his eyes to the floor not wanting to see Seth's eyes dilated from fear. Seth twisted his wrists in the powerful grasp of the man, kicking out behind him as best he could but these men were all big and well-muscled while Seth and Jinx were both small and too thin. Neither of them stood a chance.
Rough hands began to rub Jinx's bare skin, he closed his eyes and tried to divert his thoughts elsewhere. He missed the days when he and his big brother ran free in the wilds of the north. Their parents had been killed when they were very little, Jinx only had faint, warm memories of them. They had learned to live and survive together in a small neko village until they were captured five years ago and forced into slavery. All three of their masters so far enjoyed the idea that they were siblings and loved to exploit them. Their first master had rather relished in their pain, binding Seth at the foot of the bed each night, forcing him to watch while his younger brother was raped and mutilated. That man tired of them quickly when Seth learned that if he just stayed quiet it would end sooner.
He could hear the two men around him, moaning, jerking their cocks, enjoying the sight of the small neko beneath them, trembling, submissive. They were waiting for the master who was busy enjoying the sight of Jinx's struggling brother. Slowly, the large fat man freed his cock from his pants, approaching the small kitten. The boy whimpered as his blond hair was grabbed by the roots. The men chuckled when the child showed the first signs of a real struggle as his master's disgusting cock was shoved against his lips. The master pushed against the soft pink lips that were pressed tightly shut. He slowly circled the pink lips with his tip, pulling more roughly on the boy's hair. The terror etched in those beautiful yellow-green eyes made Seth's stomach clench in guilt, he took a physical hit from the terror in his brother's eyes and the guard had to pull the leash tight to keep Seth from slipping out of his grasp.
"Open your mouth, slut," the master growled while his hand began to play roughly with his tabby ears.
Jinx resisted, eyes wide with panic, shaking his head. One of the guards knelt beside Jinx and gripped the boy's small member roughly, painfully tight. Jinx yelped and their master took the opportunity to shove deep into his throat. And he didn't pull out, he just held Jinx's face to his crotch, with just slight movements back and forth.
Seth watched and tried to stay quiet, it was always made things end faster when he was quiet but the master just held Jinx there, suffocating him. "Let him go!" Seth screamed. "You bastard, he can't breathe,"
"Oh, I don't think so, it feels so good, those soft lips stretched so tight. It's divine. I'm sure you'd be in heaven if he sucked you off." The master said, smirking back at the older boy. "Want to try?"
Seth's tail whipped around behind him, ears flattening to his head. "You're sick!" he snarled.
His master pulled out of his little brother's mouth, a line of saliva dripping down Jinx's chin. Jinx coughed and gasped trying to pull precious air back into his lungs. The master ignored the sounds of Seth's angry protests and had the guards drag Jinx towards him. "No, no, I will not, I will not do it, you keep away from me." Seth growled, kicking and struggling.
"Now now, you are going to kick your little brother if you don't stop." The master said, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Spread his legs and stroke his cock a few times." He commanded the guard behind Seth.
Seth stilled as they brought his little brother level with his knees. Jinx stared up at him in fear. "Seth," he whimpered.
"Shut up you fucking little bitch," one of the men smacked his little brother and sent him on his side.
Jinx let out a cry of pain and curled in on himself, sobbing. His tail wrapped around his thighs trying to protect himself, ears pressed tight to his head. "Jinx," Seth whispered his brother's name, tears forming in his eyes. He yanked at the hold the guard had on him but he was too weak, always too weak. And because of that these people were able to hurt his baby brother. Jinx's quivering hand reached out and touched the skin of his ankle. He ached for any kind of contact that wasn't painful.
The master pulled Seth's soft member from his pants and began stroking roughly. Seth flinched and grunted in pain, trying to arch away from the hand.
"Stop, don't do this," he begged. Jinx was trying so hard not to cry. No one had ever made Seth hurt him before and he knew his older brother would have kept fighting and refusing, there was only one way to make Seth hurt Jinx. Seth watched as one of the guards seized his little brother violently by his filthy blond locks and a quick flash of silver made both boys freeze. The sharp dagger just barely touched the skin of Jinx's throat. "No!" Seth screamed his heart nearly stopping cold in his chest. "Don't kill him please!" he pleaded. "Please, he's all I have." he sobbed, his head falling in defeat.
"Ahhh, quiet now, let's stop yelling." The master looked down at Jinx as he tried crane his neck away from the incredibly sharp dagger. "I want you two to listen and listen well, my guard will kill your precious little kitten if you both don't cooperate." Tears welled up in Jinx's eyes, looking up into his big brother's wide tawny ones. Seth gritted his teeth and turned his eyes to the ceiling, unable to witness the hurt in those innocent eyes.
The master leaned down beside Jinx and gripped his jaw. "Now, lean in and pleasure your big brother,"
Tears blinded Jinx as he leaned in, all too aware of the cold steel at his throat. He felt the warm skin of his brother touch his lips. His ears pressed flat against his head and he flicked his tail out in front of him, wrapping it around his brother's ankle, he needed the comforting contact. He felt his brother's tail curl around his and Jinx was able to close his eyes and let it happen until the two were yanked apart. Jinx was shoved down onto his stomach and fingers were pushed deep inside him.
Jinx screamed and his claws dug into the carpet, his brother hissed and screamed at the men. He was just inches from Jinx, close enough to see everything, close enough to watch the first track of blood trickle down his little brother's thigh. He watched the four men crowd around, making sure he could watch everything they were doing to Jinx but close enough that they could all touch, force Jinx onto their own lengths, and push their fingers and cocks into Jinx's small, unwilling body.
It went on for hours. They left Jinx bleeding, sobbing, and gasping for air at the end of the night. Every scream and sound of pain his brother made echoed and rang through Seth's ears. Seth curled around his brother's small body. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you," he whispered. Seth carried Jinx slowly, carefully back to the slaves' quarters and collapsed onto their corner in a tangle of limbs. He desperately wanted to treat his little brother's injuries but he had nothing to use, no ointment, no bandages, or linens. His only choice was to tuck his little brother's head under his chin and fall into restless sleep.
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