Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or Gravity Falls. They belong to Hiromu Arakawa and Alex Hirsch respectively. I only own the OC characters.

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The next morning, they took him back to that filthy gray room, still gagged. The entire nightmare started over again, the husky man from before having his first turn. His screams and pleads were muffled and unintelligible to the men who watched. Every single one of them, except for Léon, violated him again, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He was forced to endure the pain and humiliation, unable to escape.

They took him back to his prison cell after they were finished. Once they secured him to the pole again, the gag was taken out of his mouth and used to cover his eyes. When the knot was secure, Ed started to hyperventilate, his breathing more quick and shallow. "No, please don't. Please, don't. I-I can't." He knew what was coming next, but now he couldn't see it. The terror in his chest rose, overwhelming him.

Tears slipped out from the blindfold as the first man drove his cock into his mouth again. Just like the day before, each of Léon's goons made him taste them. The blindfold made it worse by adding to the humiliation. It made the experience that much more traumatizing.

In the days that followed, this was the new routine. He was no longer gagged when he was raped in the gray room, but he was blindfolded every time they inflicted the second part of his torment. He didn't know what was coming for him. The darkness made any possibility that much scarier.

They only beat him occasionally, whenever they got frustrated with him. It didn't really matter. He had numerous scars from them anyway. Besides, this new torture was much worse than any beating. He tried so hard to not stare at the dried bloodstains between his legs, or to remember the taste of the salty liquid pouring down his throat. He had thrown up numerous times, sometimes all over himself. He was filthy now, covered in blood, vomit, and other foul bodily fluids.

One time, after they chained him back to the pole and put the blindfold in place, there was a slight hesitation from the group. "Let me try something." It was Léon. The sound of a belt unbuckling was heard shortly after the earth alchemist said those words. The dread inside Edward's stomach increased. It seemed that the blue-eyed bastard was going to participate with the rest of his men.

His hair was gripped firmly, his head yanked up, like so many times before. Ed knew what came next, and he accepted that it was futile to fight back. Their dicks always found their way into his mouth, no matter how hard he tried to resist. As Léon slowly slid his length down his throat, what he said next made the boy's heart skip a beat. "Suck," he commanded.

Ed whimpered. That was the last thing he wanted to do. However, the grip in his hair tightened. "Do as I say," Léon said harshly. "Or else you get another taste of everyone here." The blond teen whimpered, knowing that now he had no choice but to obey. Lightly, his lips tugged on the swelling member. Léon moaned lowly. "Harder." Ed did as he was told. The older alchemist's length throbbed and pulsed. When he reached his peak, he thrust forward violently. He pushed Edward backwards, forcing the teen's spine to bend towards the pole. Léon almost lost his balance as his pleasure released in short bursts. He forced the boy to swallow every last drop.

After that, everyone else was able to get their turn for the day. With Léon's display, however, everyone pursued their pleasure with more vigor. Some gripped the teen's head in both their hands, shoving his entire face into their crotches. Ed nearly suffocated as they thrust vigorously and eagerly. Others thrust so hard that they forced his back up against the pole. They held onto the pole as their desire reached a fever pitch. The young prodigy's head was sore after how many times it was bashed against the hard metal.

When he was done tasting them all once again, he felt horrible. He knew the message that Léon was trying to make him understand: he was an object to provide pleasure for him and his entourage, nothing more. He would remain that way until he decided to give up.

As the days dragged on, Ed found himself thinking about past regrets. He long since abandoned the hope of someone rescuing him. He would never explore all the wonders of Gravity Falls with the twins. He would never again hang out with Katelyn, Rosalin, Wendy, and the rest of the teenagers. He would never again eat Stanley's pancakes or marvel at Stanford's latest innovation. He would never again travel with his brother. Not to mention all of his friends back home in Amestris. Edward sobbed every time he thought of the fact that he would never see Winry again.

With every day that passed, every day he was violated as nothing more than a toy, he came closer and closer to tipping over the edge.

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He always screamed every time they speared into him. The pain was no different this time. It was no different than any other time. And there were so many times that this had happened. He had lost count.

He was dangling from the hook, locked into a position that was vulnerable. At the moment, his exposure was being taken advantage of, as it was every day. With every thrust from each man buried deep inside him, his sanity crumbled away. Despair haunted every single moment he was in this hell. He knew he could give in, but he doubted that they would stop using him once he had. But the temptation to give up increased with every violation.

He was halfway through this session when something peculiar happened. The entire room began to shake and tremble, as if an earthquake was going on outside. Léon and his goons were startled as pebbles from the stone walls fell to the floor. The man who had been raping Edward quickly pulled out and stumbled backward. The teen himself did not react to what was going on. He only stared blankly off into space after he caught his breath.

Ed heard Léon yell something to the group. They immediately rushed out of the room, leaving the young prodigy in his damaged state, limply hanging from the hook. The man who was violating him stumbled as he tried to pull up his pants. It would have been comical if his reason for taking them off in the first place wasn't so horrifying.

The room did not shake again after everyone left. Ed was terrified of the fact that they would eventually return, and go back to shoving themselves inside him. The thought made the tears flow down his cheeks again, dripping off of his face. The anticipation was too much to bear.

Waiting for his torment to start back up, he realized he was at his breaking point.

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Author's Note: So, it's been awhile. Kinda bit off more than I could chew for this school year. Let's just say I need to drop down from Spanish 4 AP to Regular. That entire in class is in Spanish, and I barely know enough to keep up.

To BornAgainFangirl, yeah you're probably right, I am sick (in the mental kind of way). And I love you too, because I appreciate that you're enjoying this.

God, this school year is gonna suck.

Praise is appreciated and constructive criticism is encouraged.

-The_Mayflower