The Forbidden and Possessive Love

Kazuya’s anger had grown fiercer the longer he waited for Lee. He downed the rest of his dark drink and got up to leave, his hair sweeping over his eyes. The gel he had put in this morning had been sweat out so his hair was fluffy and gave the appearance of being windswept.

He left a $20 note on the bench and started to head toward the door. He glanced at the counter and watched Hwoarang drown himself with another order or bourbon.
”And you think you’ve had a bad day” Kazuya spoke to Hwoarang as he walked out. The red Haired Korean spat something back but Kazuya didn’t hear it. He was too focused on the doorway, where Lee had just entered, ringing the bell above.

Kazuya’s anger fumed as he walked up to his brother and pushed him back out the ajar door. Lee expected this but Kazuya’s grip strengthened against Lee’s delicate skin. Lee squirmed beneath Kazuya’s strong grip but he was only hurting himself.
“Don’t resist” Kazuya shot at Lee. Lee followed the order and proceeded to be dragged to a darkened alley. The stench of Urine and garbage over threw Lee’s senses and he nearly gagged. Kazuya laughed sadistically and pulled Lee along.
Halfway down the alley, Kazuya pulled Lee in front of him and pushed him against the wall. Lee hit his head hard against the cold brick wall, grazing his skull deeply. Lee reached behind his head and felt the warm liquid drip of out the wound.
”What the hell… are you crazy?” shouted Lee, not caring if the people on the streets could hear.
”Where have you been?” demanded Kazuya, his voice starting to scare Lee.
“Sorry, I completely forgot”
“Fuck off you did… you never forget”
Kazuya grabbed his brother’s silver locks and pulled them forward, Lee’s face followed it. Kazuya kissed Lee hard, and then pushed him back into the wall. More blood rushed from the wound.
Kazuya looked into Lee’s eyes and could see that they had started to glaze over. Lee looked confused and he lent forward, limp. Kazuya had pushed too hard and concussed him. It had knocked him out.
”Bloody Hell Chaolan. You really are weak” Kazuya said before he slapped his brother in the face. It however, didn’t wake him but did leave a sting in Kazuya’s hand. He shook it, trying to get rid of the pain. Lee still lent against the wall, limp and heavy.
”Come on, Lee. Don’t fuck around…” Lee still didn’t move. He picked up his brother and heaved him onto his own shoulder and headed to the hotel, using back streets to avoid suspicion.


Lee awoke to the knocking on the door. He blinked a few times and realised it was night. He glanced over to his left and found he had been brought back to his hotel room.
He looked to his right and saw Kazuya lying next to him, naked and warm, his hideous scar catching the moonlight.
The knocking continued.
Lee attempted to get up but got a head rush once he moved. He sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. He regained his composure and got up. The excruciating pain shot through his body. Lee’s head was throbbing but so was Lee’s back and arse. Lee put two and two together and realised Kazuya had his way with him while he was knocked out.
The knocks turned into banging.
Lee walked over to the door, undid the locks and opened it.
”Hey mate, you alright? You weren’t at the dojo training. So I got your hotel number from the clerk. I was really worried. I’m glad your ok… you are ok right?”
Steve had let himself in.
“Shhh… you’ll wake Kazuya up”
Steve glanced into the opposite room and saw Kazuya lying naked on his stomach. Steve turned up his nose.
”Jeez… you do move fast,” Steve said in a fit of jealousy.
“I don’t think its wise to be here, He’ll wake up and there will be hell to pay if he finds out…”
”Finds out what?” asked a deep voice coming from the doorway. Kazuya stood there in a white towel, baring his scarred chest, wearing his sadistic smile and crossed his arms.
Lee and Steve exchanged glances.