End of Forever: Part 6

When they returned to the camp, Meshda was tied to a post and stripped of her clothes. Kronos forced Methos to hand over his sword, and now all Methos could do was watch from his tent as Caspian and Kronos beat her. Silas stood guard to Methos, his orders were not to let him leave. If he tried, to take his head. Methos felt helpless. This was not the way things were suppose to have gone.

"Silas! Bring him out." Kronos ordered. Methos stood and Silas looked at him with compassion.

"I didn't know. I would have never..."

"I know." He said as he let Silas lead him out of the tent.

Kronos grabbed Methos by the hair and forced him to look at Meshda's bruised and bloody body. "What do you think of her now, brother? Is she still worth betraying us?"

"I will always love her, no matter what you do to her, or what she looks like. And her love will always be enough for me to betray you." Methos said as he spit at Kronos's feet.

Kronos raised his hand without thinking and slapped him across the face. "Caspian, take her to your tent and do with her as you will. Take Silas with you, but don't kill her! I have plans for her." Caspian started to follow the orders, but Silas stood back. "Are you going to betray us as well? You once spoke of leaving us as well, and what I said then still holds true. If anyone wants to leave, they'll do it without their head!"

"Then take mine!" Methos said as he looked at Kronos.

Kronos looked taken aback. "What?"

"I don't want a part of it anymore. It's over for me."

Kronos forced Methos against the post that once held Meshda. Methos facing the pole. "I don't think you understand what you're saying."

"I know exactly what I'm saying, and I want out."

Kronos's tone changed drastically. "And miss what we once had?"

"I've missed what we once had for centuries, Kronos." He said. He had misunderstood Kronos's intentions and that mistake proved fatal.

Kronos walked around Methos and the pole, and without warning, Kronos grabbed Methos's hands and tied them to the pole. "Maybe your lover would like to see what you gave up?"

"Kronos, don't. Either let her go, or kill her. Just don't make her watch."

"So you haven't forgotten. You haven't forgotten how you once showed me your loyalty. How we often shared a bed on those lonely nights." Kronos looked at Meshda and smiled. "I once gave him something you couldn't."

"It doesn't matter, because I gave her something you couldn't. Or should I say was too scared too?"

"What are you talking about?" Kronos said his anger returning in his voice.

"You bragged on bedding her, but imagine my surprise when she told me you were afraid to because you thought your strong body would crush hers. So instead, you did as you always did and demanded they pleasure you so you would let them live."

"You lie!" he said as he slapped Methos again. "We all demanded pleasure for life. You've said it many times, you live so long as you please me."

"I had her blood on me, I took her innocence out of love! I was the first to make love to her, and it was wonderful. I had more pleasure from a virgin then I could ever have from you!"

"Silence brother! Caspian and Silas, take her to the tent. Show her that if she can take you she can easily take me. I'll deal with Methos!"

"No!!" Meshda screamed as they drug her into the tent. Methos flinched as her heard her calling for him. Screaming for help, and knowing he was about to suffer the same torture.

"Tell me Methos. Do you miss how I feel inside you?" he said as he yanked Methos's pants down around his ankles. "Do you miss the feel of my warm breath against the back of your neck?" he whispered in his ear. "My hands cupping your buttocks and holding your waist as I entered you from behind?" he said as he pulled Methos's backside against him.

"I missed none of it." He said as he stared ahead as he felt the tip of Kronos's cock at his puckered hole. He remembered back to the early days of the horsemen reign, when they would often torture the male captives by raping them in front of their wives. Occasionally, the horsemen would enjoy the pleasures of each other, just for the torture.

"Maybe you need a reminder then!" he said as he plunged hard into Methos. He cried out in pleasure as he felt Methos's skin tear and tighten to accept him.

Methos screamed in pain at the unwelcome and unprepared penetration, and bit his lip. He tried to concentrate on the screams of Meshda coming from the tent knowing he was feeling the same pain of having an unwelcome lover.

Kronos pounded Methos's ass and reached in front of him stroking his cock. "If you want her to survive this, you will spill your juices when I do." He whispered into his ear. "Since we know your fate has already been chosen, and we can tell Caspian is enjoying himself, she may prove worthy to keep around after your death."

"I refuse to give in to you. I stopped obeying you long ago. She will die either way, so just get it over with and kill us."

Kronos withdrew slowly, letting his dry member sliding out unbearable. He felt Methos's hole tighten in pain, and once completely out, he thrusted back into him with all his might, pulling his ass closer and harder, repeating his actions several times. "Scream in pain as you once heard your victims do. The sound that made you strive for more. Scream or I'll take your head now!"

"You have my ass," Methos said between his tight lips. "But you're not a man unless you have my head too? Will you continue after my Quickening subsides? Are you man enough to rape a dead brother?"

Kronos stopped in mid thrust. "Don't tempt me and you are no longer my brother." He pulled out completely and started to walk away "Is this what you wanted? For me to stop the torture so I can continue on your lover?"

"I never wanted you to begin with." He said as his body relaxed.

Kronos walked into his tent and grabbed Meshda. She could barely walk and fell to the ground when Kronos pushed her towards Methos. Methos looked at her and a tear fell down his cheek. He'd spent the whole time protecting her, and now there was nothing he could do.

"Maybe I should finish her here in front of you." He said as he kneeled in front of her. Meshda tried to find the strength pull away, to scream, to do anything, but she couldn't. She couldn't even look at Methos. Kronos pulled her by the legs towards him, and pushed himself into her. "I can see why you liked her so much, she's easy to handle. She doesn't put up much of a fight." Methos turned his head when he saw her lying there, tears rolling down her face. "Watch!" Kronos hollered when he saw Methos turn away.

Methos watched as Kronos pounded into her, and listened as he howled when he found the release he'd sought. When his orgasm subsided, he stood up, grabbed his sword and walked towards Methos, pointing it at the tip of his throat. "Do it, just get it over with." Methos whispered.

"I think I'll let one of you live." Kronos said as he moved away and pointed the sword at Meshda's breasts. "The question is, who? Silas. You knew about their plans, so you decide." Silas stood there unsure of what to do or say. "Answer brother! Who do you choose to die?"

"I'm not your brother either." Silas answered. "I can't choose."

"Maybe when I take their lives, I'll take yours as well."

"Take mine." Methos heard Meshda whisper.

"What?!" Kronos asked in disbelief.

"Take my life."

"Meshda, no! I have lived long enough." He said to her and then turned to Kronos, "I'll sacrifice my life for hers on one condition, Kronos. You let her go."

Kronos walked back towards Methos and held his sword at his throat again. "So you choose to die for some slut!"

"Methos, I want to do this. If I can't have you, then my life is over anyway. Just promise me one thing Kronos. Promise me you'll let Methos go free."

"Why should I? Why should I listen to you?"

Meshda just shook her head. There was no point in arguing over something she couldn't control. "I love you." She whispered to Methos.

"I love you too."