Title: Familial Love
Author: kimberlite
Fandom: Titus
Pairing: Chiron/Demetrius/Aaron/Tamora
Rating: NC-17
Warning: If you've seen Titus, you will not be surprised that this is not a warm and fuzzy fic. It's not gory, but if *underage* or *incest* is a squick, bail now.
Spoilers: Yes, for several events in the movie.
Archive: Please ask.
Disclaimer: These beautiful boys (and girl) belong to Julie Taymor, not me.
Thank you: To Alex, as always, for beta.
Summary: Chiron considers his situation.
Feedback: Yes, please, to kimberlite@cox.net

Familial Love

I hang by my ankles, naked, gagged, wrists bound behind my back. Demetrius hangs next to me. That madman is going to kill us. I struggle, but to no avail. Blood is rushing to my head. I feel hot and helpless.

This is so unfair. What have I ever done to deserve this? Well, I guess rape and mutilation might count, but it's really not my fault. I'm simply a product of my upbringing. It's not my fault I am what I am.

I was taught to love my family. And I do. If I'm going to die now, I want to remember them, remember a particularly wonderful moment with them. Take this memory with me into death.

I know exactly which moment I want to hold on to, want to relive.

It's my fourteenth birthday. I'm finally old enough to join my brothers in our family games. I'm the youngest child in the family. I've been waiting to grow up, waiting to be included. I want this so much.

I walk into the Great Hall of the palace, looking for Tamora, my mother. She is Queen of the Goths, and leader of the games. She is waiting for me, smiling proudly as I kneel before her chair and ask permission to join the games. She takes me onto her lap and kisses my mouth. I've never been kissed before. It's exciting, I feel so alive.

She touches my face, running her hand through my hair as her lips devour mine. I am breathless and hot. Demetrius, my brother, comes over to us, wanting the attention that is mine, finally mine. I snarl at him but Tamora laughs, kissing him then returning to me.

My father is often away, fighting to protect our lands and family honor. Aaron the Moor is here more often, comfort to Tamora, teacher and guide to Demetrius and me. He is here now to help celebrate my day.

Tamora releases me and we move to her playroom. I have never been allowed in here before. It is a large, airy room, dominated by an enormous bed draped in purple silk.

I'm uncertain what to do next, so I stand there, looking to Tamora, Aaron and Demetrius for direction. Tamora takes charge, telling us to undress, so I do. When we are naked, Tamora has me look at Demetrius and Aaron. Demetrius is a few years older than I am. His body, while still lean and youthful, is sturdier than mine. Aaron is a man full-grown, lithe with sculptured muscles and dark skin.

When I have looked my fill, Tamora instructs us to undress her. I carefully help, fascinated by her body, her smooth skin. She is beautiful. She sees the wonder in my gaze, and smiles at me. My body responds eagerly.

The three of them pet me to complete mindlessness. Tamora watches as Demetrius falls to his knees before me, taking my hard cock in his mouth. The sensation is unbelievable. I gasp in surprise and pleasure as Aaron kneels behind me, licking and nipping my ass.

It is too incredible to last long. Tamora kisses me, sticking her tongue in my mouth. When she pinches my nipples, I tighten and explode into orgasm. I am completely undone by their touch.

I find myself lying in her bed. Demetrius and Aaron are fondling Tamora, and I find myself intensely jealous -- that I am not touching her or that they are not touching me, I'm not entirely certain. Fortunately, I can remedy both possibilities.

Gathering energy, I crawl over to them and demand to be included. At once I am the center of attention. Oh, this is good. I'm hard again and it feels fantastic.

Tamora props herself up against the pillows, spreading her legs and inviting me to join her. I can't move for a moment, stunned as I see her most intimate places. Then, suddenly, I am free and I slide over to her. Her skin is softer and more beautiful than the silk that surrounds us. I glide my hand over her stomach, imagining a time when I was inside her.

The time has come for me to return to that sacred place. She guides me into her slick warmth, reconnecting us after all these years. The pleasure of her velvet channel is astonishing.

I am so intent on Tamora that I don't notice the others until they touch me. Aaron is kneeling behind me again. I tense as he pushes an oiled finger up my ass, but then relax, trusting my teacher to instruct me in these lessons as well.

I am motionless inside Tamora as Aaron slides into me. It hurts. He feels enormous as he thrusts deep inside me. I cry out, burying my face in Tamora's supple bosom. She comforts me, running her hands through my hair and murmuring endearments.

Finally the pain lessens, and my arousal is renewed. I move with Aaron's thrusts, filling Tamora as he fills me, pleasure and pain mingling into a roaring fire in my veins.

Demetrius pulls my head up and kisses me, whispering taunts and teasing into my mouth. We may fight like cats and dogs, but he's my brother and I love him. He lowers my head, offering his cock and I accept. Uncertain of exactly what to do, I lick and suck him, trying to make him moan.

We establish a rhythm, moving as one, in and out like the tides. I am awash in sensations I never imagined. I focus on my body, feeling the cocks in my mouth and my ass, feeling the heat surrounding my cock.

This time when I come, I begin a chain reaction.

I open my eyes to meet Tamora's. She shudders beneath me, keening softly. Holding my head still, Demetrius pushes deeper into my mouth, shooting salty liquid down my throat. I swallow convulsively. Aaron thrusts twice more and comes up my ass.

I will remember that day always. The day I was accepted into my family, made a part of them.

I love my family.

Titus slashes my throat and blood pours out of the wound. I have time for that one thought as I rush into death. I love...I hate my family.