Request by: SDJ_fujoshi_35

⚠Mature themes such as explicit sexual content, domestic violence, mentions of domestic violence, and mentions of rape⚠

Hercules P.O.V.

It was hard to focus on anything other than Lafayette at the bar. We had invited Alex and Laurens to come with us, and we all met up there at six.

Laf didn't drink much and as designated driver, I didn't either, but we did have to drive Lams home before going home ourselves.

We sat on the couch in silence for a while before Laf decided he wanted to get all cuddly.

He moved over, climbing onto me, straddling my waist.

"What do you say we finish what we started~?" My face flushed as he began to kiss my lips.

He began to rock his hips back and forth, creating a friction that made my jeans tighten.

"Fuck... Oh, Laf~" I moaned out, becoming putty in his hands. I moved my hips, trying to get satisfaction. I felt his hands slide up my sides, lifting my shirt up and off my torso.

My hands moved on their own, up his sides, my thumbs rubbing the nubs on his chest as he let go of me, moaning softly. I was eager and excited for this; I had missed being able to touch his body in these kinds of ways, but I also wanted to take it slow.

He leaned over, hastily pressing his lips against mine as he let out small moans of delight.

"Herc..." I hummed in questioning response as he began to eagerly plant sloppy kisses down my neck.

"I love you so much... I missed our times together so much. I've been wanting you so badly for so long and I finally have you. And... I don't care if he finds out. If he says that I gots to go, I want you to be my last meal on Death Row." He gently caressed my face, pressing his soft lips against my own.

"He won't touch you. Not as long as I'm alive." I spoke in between soft kisses, my hands sliding down Laf's sides, hooking my fingers in his belt loops. He gave out a small, muffled moan, sliding his hands down my neck as he kissed me roughly. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I kissed back, swiftly swiping my tongue across his bottom lip, asking for access that he quickly granted.

My hands quickly wandered to his zipper, undoing his jeans. He pulled away, a trail of our mixed saliva being the only thing connecting our lips at the moment. (Ew)

"And... You know, it's because I love you. It's because you're beautiful." He caressed my face once again before undoing my own jeans.

"I couldn't seem to love another. I tried, and we saw how that turned out." He moved off of me, wrapping his fingers around my belt loops, removing my bottoms while I helped.

He kneeled on the ground, kissing my boxers, running his hand up my thigh. I couldn't help but let out an anticipating moan, propping myself on my elbows to watch him as he palmed me through the thin fabric of the last piece of clothing I had left.

I let out a strangled moan, my back arching slightly as he teased me.

"Fuck, Laf..." He moved up, lightly kissing me, his voice soft as he hushed me.

He left a trail of kisses as he moved back down my body, snapping my waistband and leaving marks on my v-line. I was soon just a mess, letting out soft moans of pleasure as well as groans of anticipation.

He grabbed my waistband by his teeth, pulling them down painfully slow. I shivered as my erect member hit the cold air, my back arching slightly from its relaxed state.

Lafayette wasted no time as he ran his hands down my sides, running his fingers across my v-line before moving his lips down, gently kissing the tip. A wave of pleasure shot through my body as he looked up at me, keeping one hand on my hip as he leaned forward to kiss me deeply.

I melted into the kiss, feeling utterly helpless under the dominant side of my usually submissive lover. He moved back down, asking for consent one last time, which I granted swiftly.

He then began giving my neglected member the attention it wanted, gently kissing the tip once again before getting to work.

I could barely focus on what he was doing due to the waves of enjoyment that coursed through my body as he took in as much of me as he could, using his hand to corkscrew the base.

He kept a perfect pace as to not let me release too soon. He flicked his tongue in spots only he would know to that made me go crazy. He would occasionally let out small hums or moans that sent vibrations of pleasure all over my body. Only Lafayette knew how to make my head spin so much, and I loved it.

As soon as the forgotten feeling of a knot in the pit of my stomach began forming, he pulled away, a popping sound emitting from his lips.

He stood, smirking faintly as he made a show out of stripping, only making me want him more. I let out a short, low growl, pulling his mostly nude body onto my own. He only gave a short smirk, caressing my face as he began to grind his barely clothed ass onto me, smashing his plump lips into my own.

I discarded his boxers in one quick move, our lips barely disconnecting at all.

"Do you need prep?" I could barely get any words out between the desperate kisses, but as soon as I did, he shook his head.

"No, I need you~! Please~!" He whimpered out needily, continuing to move his hips in a circular motion, earning more friction for both of us.

I looked around, knowing I had put some lube around here somewhere. I found it under the couch, humming in satisfaction as I grabbed the bottle I was looking for.

Lafayette had gotten needy, grinding down on my lap and pumping himself while he waited for me to prep myself. He let out small moans and whimpers, his breath hitched as he urged me to hurry.

I had soon finished putting on the condom and lubing myself up, pulling Lafayette closer to me, aligning myself to his entrance, only letting him down on my tip.

"Are you sure, baby?" He nodded frantically, squirming to get more.

"Yes, please~! Oh, Hercules, I need you so bad~!" I obliged to his begs, slowly letting him down onto my pelvis.

Lafayette arched his back, throwing his head back as his breath caught in his throat.

"Fuck, Herc~! I forgot how big you were~" I groaned, gently pressing kisses into his neck and chest, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as he got used to doing this again.

"Ready?" My voice was barely audible as my lips were pressed into his chest, but he let out another needy whimper to show he was ready. Moments later, he was using his knees to lift himself up before bouncing up and down.

His bounces started out small, gradually ending in him taking all of me into him, grinding into my pelvis while letting out loud, whorish moans before repeating. He desperately grasped onto my face, intertwining our lips in a lustful kiss.

I grabbed a hold of his thighs, stopping him from doing all the work, thrusting myself into him as he let strings of curse words and unholy moans to escape his mouth as he leaned himself back onto his hands.

I took this opportunity to flip positions, laying his back on the couch and giving me easier access. I held onto his right hip with one hand, my other hand roaming his muscular body.

I was more comfortable in this position, and knowing every curve of his body like the back of my hand helped as well. I found his prostate immediately in this position, which sent him over the edge quickly.

"God- Fucking~! Oh, Hercules~! Oh, yes~! I'm so close~!" His voice was laced with pure ecstasy as he let out one last scarlet moan before releasing his load onto both of our stomachs. Feeling him tighten around me from his orgasm sent me quickly to my own, and I gave a few last thrusts before releasing myself.

My head spun with ecstasy as I pulled out, discarding the condom, cleaning myself up and throwing on a pair of my boxers before collapsing on the couch. Lafayette cleaned off his own stomach and chest before curling up next to me. I covered our panting, sweaty bodies with a blanket before running my fingers through Laf's short hair.

"We'll take care of Reynolds tomorrow. I promise."

~The next morning~

I woke up on the couch. Lafayette was gone, his clothes with him. I looked around the living room. My clothes were stacked neatly in a pile on the coffee table, the bottle of lube sitting next to it.

I got up, quickly getting dressed and putting the lube away before walking into the kitchen, finding Laf in front of the stove, making crepes. I smiled.

I had missed this. I had missed being able to have Lafayette during the night. I had missed being able to fall asleep with him in my arms. I had missed waking up to everything neat and him cooking breakfast. I had missed mornings like these. I had missed him.

I slowly walked up behind him, wrapping my arms around him from behind and kissing the crook of his neck. "Hey, Baby." He smiled, looking back to me.

"You're nothing like Reynolds." He stated, and I shook my head. "I would never be like him." He stopped what he was doing to look at me. "And that's why I love you." I smiled, gently kissing him.

"I love you too."

~Anoother Tine Skoop~

Alexander, John, and Aaron all sat in the living room, discussing plans on taking care of Reynolds.

Laf had just gotten a call from him, saying that he was in town, and god, was I ever so tempted to go over to his place and beat the living shit out of him.

Alexander was down for my plan, but you know short people and their willingness to fight (Looking at you Dan). John said no because he didn't want Alex getting hurt and Aaron said no because he's a lawyer and he said if we hurt Reynolds then we would make his case ten times harder. The most surprising answer was Laf's. He told me no as well. Of course, Laf had a heart of pure gold, meaning he couldn't hurt anyone no matter how badly they had hurt him.

I ran my hand down Lafayette's muscular arm, sighing as I counted the bruises for what seemed to be the tenth time today. It had quickly become a habit; just counting the many bruises that littered my lovers arms.

Lafayette seemed to be bothered by something. He was constantly staring into space, his brows furrowed as if he were deeply contemplating something.

"Babe? Is something wrong?" I ran my hand up his arm and across his back, wrapping it around him. He only looked down in response.

"Baby? Are you okay?" He nodded slowly, letting out a long, shaky sigh.

"I-I didn't know until it was too late..." I cocked my head. "You didn't know what, Baby? It's okay, you can talk to us." I gently rested my hand on his thigh to comfort him.

"Well... He has a wife..."

Aaron cocked his eyebrow, thumbing through a pile of papers next to him.

"Mrs. Maria Reynolds?" Laf nodded his head, a stream of tears running down his face. "S-she doesn't d-deserve what h-he does to h-her..." My heart broke at the sight of my lover crying. I pulled him close, kissing his forehead and wiping tears from his wet cheeks.

"What does he do to her?" Aaron asked, holding a notepad and a pen, watching the distraught Frenchman next to me. I held Lafayette closer, glaring at the lawyer.

"You don't have to tell us if you don't want to yet. It'll just help put him away. Of course what he's done-" Lafayette cut me off by setting a finger against my lips. "I-it's f-fine. It's just... It was horrible..." I gently stroked his hair as he began to tell Aaron about Reynolds' horrible behaviours.

"He was so sweet at first... About a week after we began dating, I found out he was cheating. It only escalated from there..."

He paused, giving me time to wipe away tears that had fallen onto his defined cheekbones. He let out a ragged breath before sniffling and continuing.

"I confronted him about it, and that's when he started beating me. He said if I left him then it would only get worse. So... So I didn't.

"After a month, I learned about Maria. He... He forced her to sleep around. He forced her to be the... The whore of the town. He has dirt on anyone who's anyone. She would sleep with them and he would blackmail them into giving him money. He made a living off of it...

"She didn't deserve that... She would come home and he would beat her and if I stepped in to get him to stop, he'd beat me too." He stopped, letting out a choked sob from remembering the events. I tightened my grip on him and he flinched before sobbing harder.

I felt tears prick at my eyes from seeing him in this state. James Reynolds was a monster. He had taken my innocent Lafayette, who had done nothing wrong, and twisted him. Lafayette didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to have to endure that type of treatment, or having to witness it happening to anyone else.

He continued, his voice scratchy.

"He treated her like his slave. She would come back home, cook and clean, then he would use her like some sort of sex toy. If something wasn't the way he wanted it, he would beat her. Then he would beat her simply because he wanted to..." Lafayette burst into tears once again. "He almost killed her at one point! She didn't deserve it! He could beat me and mistreat me all he wanted, but she was so innocent! She had done nothing wrong!" Aaron finished jotting something down before speaking. "You said that she hadn't done anything wrong. Had you?"

Lafayette shook his head. "W-well... N-no... But she... She didn't deserve it. She could've had an amazing life and... And he took her future and twisted it until it broke! She... She was beautiful... And he took her beauty and wasted it!" Lafayette was sobbing harder now, visibly shaking. I wiped my own eyes, rubbing his arm comfortingly.

Aaron thumbed through the thin pages of his notebook. "I'll call Maria and help her out, but first, I need to know more about what he did to you, Laf." Laf buried his face into my chest, staining my shirt with tears.

I rubbed his back, feeling a deep sense of anger boiling in my blood. I was beyond pissed. I couldn't understand how someone could be so cruel, especially to someone like Lafayette.

It took a few minutes before Lafayette spoke again.

"It wasn't a-as bad as Maria..." He sniffled, and John got up quickly coming back with a large glass of water and a box of tissues for the sobbing mess. "Th-thank y-you, John..." John smiled softly, returning to his seat.

"He let me stay at his place... He gave me food and... And I didn't have to stress about getting a job. I could just take my time and relax a little before getting my major.

"I began dating him shortly afterwards. After a month, after I found out about Maria, he beat me more." Laf rubbed his arms before wiping tears from his face.

"I... I'm not sure if he got pleasure f-from it... B-but he would... He would..." It was obvious he didn't want to get into it. He hesitated, his breath quickening as he looked in between the four of us.

"H-he would... He would..." I gently kissed his forehead. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, baby." He nodded, becoming quite for a bit.

"He didn't care about consent. He... He took what he wanted when he wanted... He did... He did things that... That anyone would want to forget..."

Aaron quirked his eyebrow once again, tapping his pencil against the pad. "In other words... Unconsentual sex? As in... Rape?" Aaron asked, causing Lafayette to begin to sob harder into my chest, nodding his head slightly.

"Oh, Laf..." I rubbed his back, burying my face into his short hair. "Oh, baby..."

Last night... He didn't just do that because he was programmed to do so, was it? He actually wanted to? He didn't do that because he felt he had to, right? Oh, god...

Tears slipped from my eyes, resting in my lovers hair like dew drops on an early spring morning. I held him close, rubbing his back.

Aaron rose from his seat, closing his book. "I've heard enough. I'd say he'd have at least twenty-two years in prison, but that's only from what I have so far. I have a few calls to make now, but I'll contact you guys later." I nodded slowly and with that, Aaron left.

~later~

Alex and John had left five minutes ago to pick up some groceries for supper and to run a few errands. I sat on the couch with Laf snuggled close to me, sniffling and panting from sobbing so much.

I was still questioning Laf's behaviour last night. Did he really want that? I mean, technically, he gave consent but... What if he didn't actually want it?

I felt so bad just thinking that maybe Reynolds and made Lafayette that way; to pleasure his lover whether he wanted to or not. It made me hate the man even more, even though I had never met him.

"B-baby? Can I... Can I ask you something?" Lafayette looked up to me, cocking his head before nodding. "O-of course, H-Herc. A-anything."

I pursed my lips, sighing before speaking. "Last night..." He gave a small smile. "Last night was fun." I nodded, unable to smile with the guilt that was welled up inside of me. His face dropped. "That... It... You... It wasn't... It wasn't a one night stand, was it...?" My eyes widened and I frantically shook my head. "No, that's... That's not-" He looked down and the guiltiness I felt earlier only grew. I gently took his face into my hands, caressing it gently. "That's not what I was going to say." He nodded, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

"I... Well... I just... I wanted to ask if... Did you... Did you really want to do that?" He looked confused. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Well... I was just thinking that maybe you had gotten so used to... To him that... That you had become used to... To just... You know... And maybe I had crossed some boundaries... And you had just gone with it because that's what he's taught you to do..." His expression softened.

"Hercules... I love you. I love you so much. I don't mind being intimate, but only if it's with you... I really did want that. I've wanted it for so long... No-one can satisfy me the way you can." My face flushed.

"So... Last night was totally fine? No PTSD during that...? I'd feel so horrible if you did and I'm so sorry-" He put his hand on my mouth, hushing me. "I'm okay as long as I'm with you..." I smirked, licking his hand, causing him to quickly move it away. "Ew! Herc!" I chuckled before pulling him into a deep kiss, which he quickly melted into.

A knock suddenly erupted from the door, causing both of us to look up. I quirked my brow, looking to Laf then back to the door. I shrugged, figuring it was John and Alex back from going shopping. "It's open!"

The door opened revealing a man I had never seen before. He wore an orange hat atop his head, and a devilish smirk on his face. Laf's eyes widened as he quickly scrambled to get off of me.

The man quirked his eyebrow, watching Lafayette scramble to move away, his smirk never leaving his face. "There you are, baby." He moved closer to Lafayette, Lafayette moving away.

I came to the quick realization that this was the man that had broken and twisted my Lafayette. My blood boiled as I watched him back Lafayette into a corner.

"J-James... P-please..." James cocked his head. "Yes, baby?" Lafayette looked to me for help, his eyes flooding with tears. I quickly stood, balling my fists.

"I see you're sleeping around." James grabbed a hold of Lafayette's wrist, yanking at it. "That's good. If you're Maria." He yanked Lafayette up, his cocky expression angered. "But you're not Maria, are you?" His face remained just inches away from Lafayette's as he growled at him angerly.

Lafayette responded with a whimper, which only seemed to piss of Reynolds more. "Are you?" Lafayette shook his head quickly, his voice weak as he spoke, "No, sir." I watched in horror, trying to move, but my feet seemed cemented to the ground in horror.

Reynolds' cocky smirk returned. "That's right. You're my slut. No-one else's." He pulled Lafayette closer, his lips to the scared males ear. "Mine." Lafayette nodded, tear streaming down his face. "Y-yes, sir."

My face heated up with anger as my feet finally began to work. My blood was boiling as I moved up to Reynolds, punching him in the face. He let go of Laf's wrists, stumbling back while clutching his nose. He bounced back quickly, rebounding by shoving Lafayette to the side so he couldn't move (not that he could with all his fear), and punching me in the stomach, knocking the breath out of me and making me double over before he grabbed my back to steady himself while he kneed my face. "A big man like you shouldn't be so easy to take down." He knocked me into the wall before grabbing my wrists, holding them above me. "Now, I want you to understand something: Lafayette is mine. He's my slut and there's nothing you can do about it." After that, I blacked out.

~Later once again~

My eyes fluttered open to find myself tied to a bedpost.

(*insert Jared* K i N k Y)

I looked around the empty room, realizing that it was my bedroom. It was empty; no-one in it but me. My back faced the door, but I heard it creak open then footsteps around the bed.

I looked up, seeing the sly smirk of James Reynolds. Behind him stood Laf, bound at the wrists by rope.

"Please James... Please leave him out of this... He has nothing to do with this!" I watched as my lover pleaded to his asshole boyfriend. James chuckled coldly. "You really love him, don't you, baby girl?" Lafayette looked at me, nodding. "Yes, sir." Reynolds looked between us before his smirk returned. "You know I'd never want to hurt you, baby girl." I scoffed, earning a glare from Reynolds before he began speaking again. "But he's part of this because you love him. That's why..." He pulled a pistol out of hiding. "...Hes gotta go." He aimed it at me, a cold smirk on his face.

"No!" Lafayette screamed out, tears streaming down his face. "Please..." He fell to the ground, sobbing. "Please, don't..." Reynolds only smirked. "Sorry, baby."

Before anything could happen, the door burst open. "NYPD! Put the weapon down!" Reynolds snapped his head to look at the door before slowly setting the weapon on the floor, kicking it away from him. "Get on the floor with your hands on your head!" The male voice shouted, and Reynolds obliged, and Lafayette got down too.

Two officers rushed over to handcuff Reynolds, giving a whole speech about 'having the right to remain silent, anything he said can and will be used against him in the court of law, he had the right to an attorney, blah, blah, blah'. The last officer walked over to untie Lafayette and myself.

"Who tipped you off?" I questioned as he untied me from my bedpost. "A man by the name of John Laurens. Says he came by and saw the attacker with the young man right there and knew something was wrong." I smiled.

"God, I love John sometimes." The officer nodded. "Would you mind coming down to the station for questioning?" I shook my head. "Just let me call up my lawyer."

~Time skip a few weeks later (when you're just going off of the shiz you see in Supernatural lmao)~

"Will the defendant please rise for sentencing?" James Reynolds stood, and the judge continued. I gently squeezed Lafayette's hand.

"Will the foreperson please stand and read the jury's verdict?" A man I couldn't exactly identify stood, watching Reynolds carefully.

"We, the jury, sentance the defendant, Mr. James Reynolds, to twenty-nine years in prison, on two different accounts of second degree assault and one account of first degree assault, without chance of parole."

The judge hit the grovel as we wrapped up the court meeting.

We had won.

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Yo, yo, yo! Look who's back! With a smutty sequel~ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Okay, okay. I get it. My smut sucks. Like the type of smut you wanna throw at the door. But this was a request and I had tooooooo c:

Song: I got two, yo. Dead Girl Walking from Heathers and Body Like a Backroad by Sam Hunt

So yeah! That's it folks! Hope you enjoyed this one and see you guys later! Stay cool my little chicklets. Peace out!