Hi can you post more Nico angst Maybe some stripping, gagging, tying up, etc
Thanks for the ask! Here is some Nico angst, it’s very much emotionally whumpy as well as the physical aspect. Please excuse typos I’m a terrible proofreader. Hope y’all enjoy!
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Nico shivered, he could still feel Rhea’s hands on him. She had left hours ago, after thoroughly enjoying the final break of Nico’s defiance. But he could still feel her hands invading his space. He scratched at his neck, trying to get rid of the feeling of her touch. It didn’t help.
Nico was the cleanest he had been since he was captured, but he felt dirtier than ever. A disgusting layer of humiliation laid on his skin. He had to do it, he knew that. He wasn’t just going to let Rhea shoot Ash, but his just blatant obedience made him sick.
Even worse than that, he cried, he let Rhea get to him. He felt like vomiting at the thought. He tried to tell himself that just because he submitted to Rhea’s will this one time, it didn’t mean he gave up, but it sure felt like the beginning of the end.
More and more the little voice in his head told him how much easier it would be to just stop fighting.
Nico dug his fingers into his neck, focusing his mind on the dull stinging left in the wake of his fingernails. It helped a little.
“N-Nico?” Ash’s voice was weak, it barely traveled across the cell to where Nico was sitting.
Nico got up quickly, moving to sit next to Ash in the middle of the floor, “Right here,” he said softly.
Ash smiled weakly, dried blood around his lips cracked a bit as his skin moved.
Right after Rhea had left earlier, Nico had, with some difficulty, untied Ash’s hands. But even now he wasn’t restrained Ash could barely move. Nico didn’t know the full extent of his injuries, but he looked pretty horrible.
“you... ‘k?” it seemed to take a lot of effort for Ash to get the words out.
Nico scoffed, “I don’t think I’m the person to be worrying about right now.”
Ash laughed, or tried to, it came out more as weak cough. He winced at the movement.
“Are you... what’s wrong?” Nico’s voice was filled with concern.
Ash shook his head, unable to speak through his spluttering coughs. Red flecks became clear on his lips.
“You need to be upright come on,” Nico spoke firmly, not letting his worries show in his voice.
Ash didn’t seem to hear him, his eyes were filled with panic as he tried to get a moment to breath.
Nico carefully put a hand under Ash’s head to support him as he lifted him to a sitting position.
Ash’s eyes squeezed closed as Nico pulled him up.
He collapsed forward onto Nico's shoulder, blood trickling out of his mouth onto Nico’s shirt.
Nico knew he should try to say something to comfort his friend. He opened his mouth but couldn't think of the right words.
Ash’s breath was ragged, desperately trying to get air into his lungs.
"Shushh, just... it's ok. Just- just try to breathe, slowly,” Nico’s tone came out more awkward than comforting.
"t-trying.." Ash stuttered out.
"It's gonna b-"
Nico was interrupted as the door to their cell swung open.
"Awww, what a pair of darlings," Rhea cooed.
Nico bit his cheek, stopping himself from instantly snapping at her. For Ash's sake he couldn't, if he did something to make her mad it would only hurt him. He he couldn’t let her get to him.
"He needs a doctor."
"Well he's still alive so he can't need one that bad," Rhea stepped into the room, letting the door close behind her.
"He's coughing up blood, that's not good. He needs a doctor." Nico grit his teeth, trying to keep himself from yelling.
Rhea pondered for a minute before shrugging, "Well I have three of you, if it's really that bad, he isn't integral to my little experiments."
"You're fucking sick." Nico growled.
A groan from Ash cut off their conversation, more blood spilled from his mouth. Nico felt Ash’s body go slack in his grip, passing back out.
Rhea moved on, ignoring him, “Today is a particularly special day. I have a nice little surprise for you all."
Nico's heart dropped, he knew that Rhea's words could mean nothing good.
Rhea reached to her belt for her radio, "bring it in please."
No no whatever it is keep it the fuck away.
“You should be excited,” Rhea smiled.
Nico wrapped his arms protectively around Ash, “I’m not.”
Rhea gave him an exaggerated pout. She opened her mouth to respond but was interrupted by a knock at the cell door.
The door creaked open and one of Rhea’s men, carrying some kind of metal tool and what looked like a car battery. Rhea watched with excitement as he set his armful down, she gave the guard a nod towards Nico, “put him back up on the wall please.”
Nico’s chest clenched. The last thing he wanted was to be chained up away from Ash, unable to stop Rhea from doing whatever she wanted to his friend.
The guard nodded and made his way towards Nico, grabbing him roughly by the back of the shirt.
“Wait! Wait, let me let him down, so he doesn’t fall.” Nico felt a pang of humiliation rush through his body, his voice sounded dangerously close to a beg.
The guard paused, looking up to Rhea. She nodded silently with an amused smirk.
Nico put his hand back behind Ash’s head as he lowered him back to the ground.
As soon as Ash’s back was against the floor the guard pulled at Nico’s collar.
Nico elbowed back at the guard, “Just wait a second!” he growled.
Nico managed to push Ash to his side, albeit a bit rougher than he would have wish for, at least he wasn’t going to choke on his own blood.
With a yank from the man behind him Nico was forced to his feet. He was slammed back into wall, the air knocked from his lungs.
Nico coughed violently as the guard grabbed and fastened his wrists into the cuffs above him. Nico was still gasping to regain his breathe when the guard stepped away.
Rhea dismissed the man with a silent wave, leaving Nico and Ash alone with just her.
She turned to fiddle with what the guard had brought in. From this new vantage point Nico could clearly see Rhea’s newest implement of grief. But he still couldn’t exactly tell what it was. One piece of it was a large battery, a cord ran from the battery to a metal rod, about as long as his forearm, there was a flat disc of metal at the end of the rod.
Rhea held the rod by its black handle, she turned slightly to adjust something on the other side of the battery.
As she twisted Nico could see the bottom of the disc, in risen metal letters he could make out the words “Property of Rhea” with a small heart underneath.
His eyes widened in horror as he realized what it was, “No! No... you can’t be serious!”
Rhea flipped a switch on the battery, and a faint buzzing filled the room, “What a smart boy you are, figuring it out all by himself. Though I am disappointed I didn’t get to tell you all about it myself.”
“You-” Nico stopped the insults from rolling off his tongue, if he wanted any chance of this not happening he couldn’t make her angry.
“If- If- the cops ever saw it they’ll know your name, you can’t-”
“Do you really think I have only one? And even if this was my real name, without a last name it's practically useless.”
no no no no no no.
Nico’s mind was racing, there was no way this was happening, this couldn’t be happening.
Rhea placed the brand on the floor, walking over to Nico, “I know, it’s a lot, it’s scary, but I know you can do it,” she ran a hand through Nico’s hair.
Nico jerked his head to the side, there was nowhere far enough to escape her touch.
Rhea smiled at him, a warm smile that may have even been comforting in different circumstances,“It needs a few minutes to warm up, and after that it will be over before you know it.”
“You- you can’t fucking brand me,” Nico tried to stop from stuttering.
“Language Nico, you had been doing so well.”
Rhea released his hair, she took a few steps back to look at both boys, “So who wants to go first.”
shit shit SHIT.
Nico hadn’t even thought of Ash. He mentally kicked himself for being so selfish, worrying about himself when Ash was over there passed out on the floor.
“You can’t do that to him now.”
“I can do whatever I want, both of you are getting it today.”
“Look at him! You almost killed him he can’t handle anything else! He’s already coughing up blood you can’t fuc-” Nico stopped himself, “you can’t burn him on top of all that.”
“Hmmm,” Rhea made a mockery of thinking it over, “last I checked you don’t get to say what I can’t do.”
Nico felt hopeless, there was nothing he could do, nothing except, “What do you want me to do?”
Rhea gave him a questioning look.
“There’s always something you want from me. Something I haven’t done yet that you want me to do. I’m the one you can’t break, can’t get to do what you want. Well I will now, what will it take for you to leave him alone?” Nico’s breathing quickened anticipating whatever horror he had just signed himself up for.
“Well,” Rhea’s face spread into a grin, “that is a delicious proposition. So you’ll be branded? And do whatever I want?”
“If you leave him alone.”
“He’s going to get it later one anyway. Is all that pain, the humiliation, is it really worth it?”
Nico knew it was. He wanted to help Ash. This would take away the one real thing Rhea hadn’t been able to steal. She could beat him and cut him how ever much she wanted but there was no way to force his obedience. Now he was bartering it away for a temporary save.
“He goes to a hospital too.”
Rhea gave an exasperated shake of her head, “I can’t do that, you-”
“Then medical care, at least- it can be here. This is obviously some kind of criminal base or something and you must have a hospital or medical center. Ash gets the care he needs, nicely, with pain meds and stuff not as another way for you to torment him.”
“You really think of everything don’t y-”
“And Hazel, she gets it as well. Both of them, fixed up, and out of pain.”
Nico wracked his brain trying to think of anything else he could ask for. The more panicked he got the harder it was for him to think.
Rhea paused as if thinking it over, “I suppose... I might agree, but it would have to be very enticing to be worth it.”
“What do you want me to do?” Nico repeated.
“Submit, fully. Do what I say, beg when I ask, no fighting, no cursing, no attitude. The second you slip up the deal’s off.”
Nico tilted his head up to try and stop tears slipping out of his eyes, his voice shook slightly, “I won’t slip up.”
“Well,” Rhea turned back to the brand, “good then, as long as you keep being good, they will receive medical attention, they won’t be hurt. I expect your very best behavior, and your active participation, can you do that?”
Nico nodded.
Rhea held the brand, turning back to Nico and raising an eyebrow expectantly.
Nico realized his mistake, “yes ma’am,” he corrected himself.
Rhea didn’t look satisfied.
What did she want?
Nico’s lungs felt tight, it dawned on him what she wanted, “Please, uh... please do it,” he could barely force out the words, “brand me.”
“You can do better than that.”
Nico took in a stuttering breath, “please, please I want you to... it would uh- make me happy, please Rhea please brand me.”
Nico let the words tumble out of his mouth reminding himself over and over he didn’t mean it.
Rhea nodded, smiling she stepped toward Nico with the brand. With one hand she traced her fingers along the hem of Nico’s shirt, gently lifting it up to expose his bare torso.
“Hold this,” Rhea pushed the fabric into one of Nico’s cuffed hands.
“Yes ma’am,” Nico took it quickly, the tee shirt now covering his view of Rhea. He was breathing fast and heavy, having a hard time getting enough oxygen.
Waiting for it to happen felt worse than-
That thought was quickly disproven as the red hot metal met his ribcage.
He wasn’t sure if he screamed or not, he probably did.
Everything just whited out for Nico, his vision, hearing, all just white, blinding pain.
Worse than anything Nico had ever felt before.
It felt like an eternity before the blind white screen faded back to Rhea’s face in front of him.
Now he could tell he was screaming.
His throat burned as he cried out, gasping for air.
Rhea held Nico’s tee shirt up, Nico must have dropped it in his surprise, she was murmuring reassurances Nico couldn’t hear over his own sounds of pain.
Finally Rhea pulled the brand off of Nico, it pulled on his skin eliciting a yelp from her captive.
Nico was breathing hard as he tried to regain his composure.
It hurt.
It hurt so incredibly bad.
All thoughts of strength or regaining his dignity were gone from Nico’s head.
Broken sobs came from the boy as he tried to get through it.
“Shushhh, good job darling, good job,” Rhea’s hands were in his hair again but Nico barely felt it.
His side felt like it was on fire, his tee shirt brushing against it was unbearable.
“Tell me what you feel,” Rhea’s voice dripped with a sick fascination.
Nico barely processed what she said, he looked up at her confused.
“Tell me what you feel,” Rhea repeated more slowly.
Nico knew he had too, had to give his complete cooperation.
“H-hu-hurts,” Nico struggled to talk between sobs.
“Mmmm I know, I know it hurts darling, but you did so good.”
Nico was limp in her hands as Rhea maneuvered his head to rest on her shoulder, “You did so good for me, don’t worry.”
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