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Surrendered	By : Saphira9 Category: S through Z > Torchwood Views: 1719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ianto has surrendered to Adam. His memories are mangled. He has accepted the world Adam created for him. Every night, he and Adam dump a body and then have passionate, rough, one-sided sex.

Every night, only two things could change- Adam’s mood, and his imagination. If he was in a good mood, the kill would be enjoyable, and the sex would be pleasurable. If he was in a bad mood, he would mock every aspect of the kill, and the sex would be rough and painful. If he felt like a smart-ass, well, the night wouldn’t be fun, either. No matter what, he just had to be part of Ianto’s life.
The kill rarely changed much- the screams, the struggle, the blood- it was just part of the night. But the sex changed based on Adam’s imagination. He couldn’t directly control Ianto’s mind, but he could conjure intense memories of whatever he wanted. He could create a memory of Ianto screaming in pleasure, forcing him to feel increasingly intense sensations just by touching him. He could conjure different positions they may not have actually tried, kinks they may not have actually explored- it didn’t matter if they had actually happened. Adam forcing the memory into his brain made it real enough.
Somewhere in Ianto’s mangled memories was the experience of fucking on an asteroid with no spacesuits whatsoever. That one was obviously a fake memory. So was the memory of lying on his floor bleeding much more blood than the human body actually contains. That memory had been punishment for angering Adam one day. But some of the kills, and some of his other experiences with Adam, were somewhere between real and fake. His mind was Adam’s set of building blocks, and he would build or destroy whatever he wanted.
Tonight, Adam wanted to find a sexy victim. They hunted near a nightclub. They waited until two girls walked out, half drunk. Ianto set his eyes on the younger brunette, but Adam perked up and focused on the blonde woman with the miniskirt.
“Her. She’s the one. Rip that skirt; spread those beautiful legs, Ianto. You know you want to.”
They followed the girls until the younger one reached her car and drove away. They ambushed the blonde, and Ianto took control while Adam enjoyed the show. Ianto made a show of her sex appeal, just to make Adam happy. He sliced through the skirt, the panties, and the bra. He muffled her cries, but let Adam hear anything that wasn’t a boring plead for mercy. He was only halfway enjoying this kill because he was focused on pleasing Adam. She began to bleed out from her knife wounds, and Adam seemed content with the show. But he seemed to get angry when Ianto punched her cheek to silence a stream of insults. And he got annoyed when Ianto kept dropping her shoes while they disposed of the body.
“Ianto, when they know they are helpless like that, don’t just deal with it quickly. This is the best opportunity to get inside their head- make them die the way you want! Play with them; play with their head, that’s when you get the most interesting reactions. And stop dropping those bloody shoes, damn it! Those heels are sharp enough- just poke them into one of the wounds!”

When they got home and undressed, Adam quickly showed how irritated he was. He wouldn’t let Ianto wash all the blood off of his hands before pushing him into the bedroom. Ianto sighed and walked toward the bed. There was no point in arguing or struggling because that would only make Adam be rough. The lube was reserved for nights that he was in a good mood. The rope was usually for nights that Ianto had done something wrong. Tonight, Adam brought both to bed.
Ianto obediently held out his wrists, hoping to appease Adam. Adam wordlessly tied his wrists together in front of him, as opposed to the more uncomfortable behind-his-back or to-the-headboard. Ianto gave a small, grateful smile. Adam locked eyes with him before returning the smile and kissing his forehead. He then grasped the back of Ianto’s head and pulled it to his cock. Ianto began to service it, licking and sucking just the way he liked. Adam leaned his head back, groaning with each intricate warm lick. Smiling in pleasure, he began to decide what to do with Ianto’s mind tonight. He decided to reward him for his efforts, but be rough for messing up the kill.
He gently pushed Ianto from his cock before sitting up and pushing him to the bed.
“I am going to fuck you deep and hard, like I did that one night. Remember…”
He pressed his fingers to Ianto’s head and pushed the memory in. It was a memory sewn together from a particularly good fuck, and a night that Ianto had a particularly enjoyable scream, and a nice sex fantasy. Ianto lived this experience- he heard himself scream in pleasure, felt himself jerk with each thrust, and saw Adam’s intense eyes. Experiencing this memory quickened his breathing and hardened his cock. Adam watched these physical changes as he fed in the memory. It was one of his favorite parts of sex.
While Ianto lay there sorting out the semi-fake memory, Adam halfheartedly lubed up his own dick and dragged Ianto’s legs into position. He thrust into the man straight and unrelenting. Ianto gasped and looked into Adam’s eyes, trying to judge his mood. Adam was excited and amused- he would be a bit rough just to enjoy Ianto’s reaction. He began to thrust deep and deliberate, teasing his prostate before nailing it. Ianto cried out, his head rolling to the side. Adam kept his pace steady and ran his fingers in Ianto’s hair. He thrust in rough and then gentle, watching the man grimace and then cautiously relax.
Panting, Ianto carefully reached up with his bound hands to clutch at Adam’s shoulder. He kept his elbows as far away as possible from Adam, knowing that accidently hitting him would earn a harsh punishment. He began to moan as Adam pushed him closer to climax. He was starting to lose himself when Adam spoke.
“I really enjoyed that show you put on for me. You keep that up and…”
He held Ianto’s chest down with one hand, and grasped his cock in the other. Ianto jerked with a cry of pleasure, and Adam quickly worked him to climax. He screamed Adam’s name, his back arching in climax against Adam’s hand. Adam kept thrusting as the man clenched around him. He loved watching Ianto fall apart under him like this- his heart racing, his body jerking, and his eyes unfocused.
Adam slowed his thrusts, but remained within Ianto’s limp body. He laughed to himself about the comparably short human stamina. He amused himself for a few moments by watching the man recover, and then began thrusting again. Ianto glared at him and struggled with the rope for a minute. He hated when Adam did this- wearing him out long before he was done. He felt sore and hyper-sensitive; he just wanted Adam to leave him alone.
Adam, however, had no such plans. He thrust in deep and captured Ianto in a kiss. It was one of his more passionate kisses, the kind that stirred something in Ianto’s heart. It made Adam seem almost human. In a rather rare moment of compassion, Adam broke the kiss to allow him to catch his breath. Then he kissed him again, more forcefully, and brought his fingers to the back of Ianto’s head. He began to push in a memory, despite Ianto’s involuntary shudder every time he did so.
It was another sex memory, in which Ianto was pinned to a wall, one leg braced on something while Adam pounded against his prostate. He was clutching Adam’s neck and moaning into his ear. As the thrusts grew harder, he leaned his head back, eyes shut, body tightening…
The memory ended, and it had made Ianto hard again. Adam was biting his neck and thrusting fast again, in a new angle. Waves of pleasure almost overwhelmed Ianto, and he clung to Adam, feeling vulnerable to Adam’s power over him. Adam had complete control over both his mind and his body, and all Ianto really wanted in return was “Just don’t make it hurt, please…”
Adam hit his prostate hard, jerking him from these thoughts.
“AH! Ah-Adam!!”
“Ianto… LOOK at me as I fuck you! Yes- that’s it.”
He rolled his hips, earning a scream from the man under him. Pleasure and exhaustion clashed within Ianto and he began to meet each of Adam’s thrusts. He moaned the way Adam liked- suppressed and with gasps between each one. The effect was instant- Adam’s eyes went wild, and he pinned Ianto down by his shoulders and fucked him hard and erratic. Ianto thrashed and groaned until Adam came, spurting against his prostate. Ianto climaxed again, screaming and arching under Adam’s hands.
Ianto crashed down from euphoria faster this time, but Adam was still in bliss, still buried within him. He moaned softly, running his hands across Ianto’s face and body. Adam’s alien orgasm could last for minutes, and he was usually tender and passionate during it. He hastily untied Ianto’s wrists and kissed him passionately. He broke away to moan and take a few gasping breaths before caressing Ianto’s hair and looking into his eyes. This was the real Adam, and the love in his eyes warmed Ianto’s soul.
Yes, Adam could be rough and sadistic, and he had probably wiped out entire chunks of Ianto’s memory. But Ianto was sure that Adam loved him, wanted to be part of his life, and truly wanted him to be happy. Adam was the only one who could understand and love a murderous monster like himself. Who else would want to be such a huge part of a monster’s life?
Ianto was exhausted, but he held Adam as his orgasm began to end. This was the only time the tables were turned, and Adam became the vulnerable one desperate for love. He needed warmth, love, touch, and stimulation from Ianto to heal the cold, lonely emptiness of The Void from his mind. Ianto gave him just that, trailing small kisses down his neck and shoulder, whispering his name as his body weakened. Adam’s orgasm faded away, along with his remaining strength, and he slipped out of Ianto’s body. They fell asleep, each holding and drawing comfort from the other.

Thanks for reading- feel free to review or send me an idea on how to continue this. I think Adam’s a fascinating character, and this story’s based on that awesome scene from “Adam”. As much as I love Ianto, I really love a character with a good sadistic streak. ^^
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