"Did you see the videos?" Bucky refused to look at anything other than the far wall of his bedroom. He took in a shaky breath then let it out, tried to focus on his breathing and nothing else. He closed his eyes but immediately opened them again. The rough laughter echoed through his mind as soon as he did, breath hot on the back of his neck, dragging his head around by his hair.
He had never seen the men that had taken him. He had been blindfolded the whole time, isolated in darkness. So he knew their voices, knew who was who by how they breathed against his ear, the feeling of their lips on his neck, their teeth on his throat, claiming him and hurting him. Until he felt like nothing more than an object for them.
Bucky's only consolation had been that, with the blindfold, they at least intended to keep him alive. They would torture and beat him to within an inch of his life, but never kill him. He was too useful as a bargaining tool, a ransom chip for them to kill him, but they didn't want him to be able to identify him.
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Date: 2014-06-26 10:49 pm (UTC)He had never seen the men that had taken him. He had been blindfolded the whole time, isolated in darkness. So he knew their voices, knew who was who by how they breathed against his ear, the feeling of their lips on his neck, their teeth on his throat, claiming him and hurting him. Until he felt like nothing more than an object for them.
Bucky's only consolation had been that, with the blindfold, they at least intended to keep him alive. They would torture and beat him to within an inch of his life, but never kill him. He was too useful as a bargaining tool, a ransom chip for them to kill him, but they didn't want him to be able to identify him.