Smoking gun pt3

Yuri struggled for about two hours, until he finally gave up. The chains and cuffs were just too strong, and he was just too tired and defeated. He was never getting out of here, his parents had no idea where he was, and Kasivik would find some way to keep him here. He dropped his head, sobbing again, fighting the bit pressing against his tongue. It hurt really badly on the corners of his mouth and inside against the roof of his mouth.
The door opened again, making him stiffen. Olav walked in, a cold smile on his lips. "Hello Yuri, I just wanted to let you know that your father has received the disc. Apparently he was very upset." He smiled, seeing the look of horror on Yuri's face. "Poor lad, don't worry, I probably won't kill you if he refuses to pay, like my men said, I like pretty things."
Yuri flinched, trying to cringe against the frame. There was no way he was going to be some guy's fucktoy. Just no freaking way. "Please!" He whimpered, looking up at Olav as the man came closer. Please don't touch me, please don't, he thought frantically.
"Sir?" One of the guards stopped Olav just before he reached Yuri. "Your son is home early…what should we do? He's asking for you."
Olav cursed softly and turned. "Tell him to meet me in the library. I hope he has a good reason for being home a day early from boarding school." He patted Yuri on the head. "I'll be back later to have some fun. You just relax." He left the room, following the guard.
Yuri sobbed, trembling more. He wasn't aware that Olav had a son, but he imagined him to be just as ugly and mean-spirited as his father. He closed his eyes, intending to get some sleep, for however long he might be able to.
The door opened again a few minutes later, and Tali Kasivik, the son of Olav Kasivik, stepped through the door, looking confused. "Damn house, he changed everything around again…" he trailed off, eyes wide. "Holy shit." The boy rushed to Yuri, taking the bit out of his mouth and dropping it to the floor. "Are you okay?"
Yuri flinched. "W-who are you?" It felt nice not to have anything in his mouth. Experimentally he popped his jaw and stretched it, then groaned and closed his mouth, sighing. "Please…please you have to help me."
Tali nodded and stepped back, looking at the chains, then blushed and tugged Yuri's boxers back up modestly. "Let me find the key. My name is Tali." He went to his father's desk and looked around for a few minutes, then produced a silver key. "How did you get here?" He asked, starting to release the locks on the chains.
Yuri relaxed around his savior. "Olav Kasivik had me kidnapped…My name is Yuri Leon. He hates my f-father." He swallowed hard, getting a better look at Tali. "Y-you're Tali K-Kasivik?" His face was younger and prettier, but the nose and eyes were Olav's.
Tali blinked, looking at Yuri from under long lashes. "Yes, Olav is my father. He did this to you?" He winced. "I am sorry, Yuri." He finished with the restraints, catching Yuri before he fell and helping him to sit down. "Easy, you look tired." He found Yuri's clothes and dressed him gently.
"T-thank you." Yuri said, blushing and wrapping his arms around his bare chest. "My s-shirt, it's gone…" He ducked his head, embarrassed. Tali didn't seem insane like his father.
Tali pulled his overshirt off and gave it to Yuri. "Here, you can wear this, sorry, it might be a little big on you, skinny as you are." He smiled, tugging his gray tank down again. "I'll help you get out, okay? There's a servants hallway you can use that'll lead you outside, I know where you live so it'll be easy for you to find your way back. There's a police station about two miles away." He bit his lip, thinking. "You know what, I'll just drive you, I don't want anything to happen to you."
"But you could get in trouble!" Yuri gasped softly. "Your father will be mad at you!" He didn't protest when Tali picked him up and carrying him through another door down several hallways to the outside garage. "Please, Tali I don't want you to get in trouble."
Tali shrugged and settled Yuri in his car. "Let me handle my father, alright? We have to get you to safety first, all else is just a minor details." He hopped in the car and drove back down the long driveway, smiling charmingly at the guard, who nodded back and let them through the gate. He turned onto the road, glancing at Yuri.
Yuri stared back, in shock. He was free of Kasivik! It had happened so suddenly. "W-why? Why would you save me? Our families…they dislike each other."
Tali shrugged. "Because I don't care. I am no politician, I'm an artist. And…you looked so scared, and it's illegal to kidnap someone and keep them like that, I just couldn't leave you like that." He smiled at Yuri and put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry about it Yuri, I've dealt with worse from my father." He pulled into the parking lot of the police station and turned to Yuri, kissing his forehead. "Be safe." He murmured, blushing and pulling back.
Yuri blushed as well, not entirely sure where the kiss had come from, but still too much in shock to deal with it. He nodded and climbed out. "Thanks Tali, for saving me." He bit his lip and grabbed a piece of paper from the dashboard, writing down his number. "C-call me sometime?" He waved and raced into the police station to report the kidnapping, leaving Tali sitting in the parking lot, smiling down at the phone number.