Dark softly cackled laughter erupted from his chest, that blood curdling scream... It sent chills that he loved over his body. He felt Bobby moving and reached over, gripping the boy by his hair, entangling his fingers in it to keep him from moving. If he did his hair would be pulled. He wouldn't stop, think twice, or even leave him after penetration. Jonah may have done that if he realized James would beat the shit out of him. But he didn't care right then. He would rape Bobby and not give a damn. After all he deserved this, didn't he? To Jonah this was clear that he did deserve it. Leaning over his son's back a little he gripped his sides and pulled his hips back. Giving little reliefs before he began to move. Back and forth, he moved roughly in and out of Bobby's bud. The scientist did not care for his son's cries for him to stop. He was going to terrify him stupid, make him flinch-y and scared of touch. Yes he was an evil father who really didn't care about his son save for Niyana, he cared about her. Just in a weird way. Not like this though. No. He'd never rape her. She was special to him.