[C][M] A Twisted Fate

"And you're psychotic."

He replied with a growl, his body easing up on the thrashing as the finger pulled out of him, though he remained tense as the man's hands stroked against his entrance.

If Rayner gave in Cyneric would take everything away from him. Relaxing now would ultimately result in him losing his virginity and if he stopped fighting against the Vampire, he would lose his life as well.

"I think that's the nicest thing you've said to me yet, honey."

He didn't let up the stroking of his fingers.

He was more patient than Ray. He just had to carry on doing what he was doing. Ray would wither and give in soon enough. He just had to wait for that time.

Then he could begin properly training him.

Rayner resisted for as long as he could, every time Cyneric's fingers pushed against his entrance he would thrash and swear violently until they were forced out or removed from his body.

As the night dragged on for the human and each attempt of defiance only left him further drained until he lay against the bed panting heavily, his body covered with a film of sweat.

He couldn't fight any more, he could hardly move, not eating or drinking properly was taking its toll on his energy levels.

The Vampire's smirk widened with each passing moment.

The more he struggled, the less powerful each struggle was becoming. He was getting weak and tired.

Which gave Cy the chance to finally get things started off.

Stubborn little human, he thought as his fingers paused in their rubbing again to dip the tip of one into the man's entrance. Again.

He'd break through his defences eventually. He just had to be patient.

He was using a lot of patience on the boy.

Cyneric's finger met little resistance, his body didn't even tense as it pushed into him.

Rayner was far too tired, day by day, hour by hour, the Vampire was wearing him down until he could no longer fight back.

His will to fight was still present but his ability too was gone as he lay against the bed, panting but limp, his body completely relaxed.

"There we go, isn't that better?" he crooned as he was met with no resistance.

He pushed his finger deeper, thrusting it slowly but firmly.

"Life's so much easier when you accept what's going to happen to you." He began humming softly again as his finger worked, thrusting into the man over and over until he began a nice slow pace.

Cy was nice enough to make the training feel good for the man.

He'd have Ray writhing beneath him.

His now loose grip on the blankets beneath him tightened slightly as the man spoke, he hated his words more than anything, his tone always sounded so mocking, just like his affection touches, it just felt as though the man was making fun of his weakness.

"I wont be a slave to fate."

He muttered softly, just accepting the future as inevitable without trying to change it for the better sounded like a horrible way to live, he didn't want to be that way, he was determined to forge his own path.

Cy chuckled softly as he leaned over the man.

The pace of the finger inside his human sped up. He'd bring the man pleasure tonight. If training was pleasurable, he'd be more inclined to do it again with less of a fight.

"Note fate, honey. Me."

Ray would be his little Slave.

The best way to learn manners would be to serve someone's every needs. Just like a Slave.

"Same thing."
He replied, his eyes narrowing as he glared up at the Vampire.

Cyneric was the one who currently decided his fate, he and fate were one in the same.

Despite himself Rayner could feel his blood flow picking up, to one place in particular.

Having one finger inside of him wasn't painful, in fact the friction in such and unknown part of his body was causing a reaction, one he tried to will away but it proved ineffective.

Cy grinned and let out another one of the haunting giggles that usually lingered in the air when he was amused.

Ray likened him to fate!

Admitting that Cy delivered Ray's fate to him was the first step in accepting it. as much as Ray would deny it, the human was already accepting him as his Master.

The thought made him positively giddy with excitement.

His tongue caressed the human's ear gently as his finger continued thrusting into him.

Rayner would deny it until the very end, though he had never understood 'alternative' lifestyles he had always considered them to be based on mutual trust and desires, he neither trusted nor desired this man, accepting him as his Master was an absurd notion.

That giggle sent a horrified shudder down the man's spine, seeing the Vampire so happy disgusted him.

When his ear was licked he pulled his head away from Cyneric as far as he possibly could, though the action of twisting his body would have revealed something far more upsetting for the man, his body and betrayed him, if the Vampire was observant enough he would be able to see he slowly hardening arousal.

As pleasing as knowing that he was slowly arousing the man was, he was far too focussed on his current task of nuzzling against the man and taking in his intoxicating scent to notice.

He didn't let up his firm thrusting.

He was still determined to bring the human some form of pleasure. He didn't know it yet, but he was. He was succeeding on his current task.

"I'm going to have to stretch you with two fingers," he murmured softly in his human's ear. "To fit your plug in."

It would be a little less comfortable than this, yes, but it'd be worth it in the end.

He'd even allow the boy to come tonight.

Rayner didn't reply to the man verbally, there was no point, pleading with him to stop wouldn't get him anywhere, if Cyneric wanted to do something to him, he was going to do it regardless of his protesting, he was learning that well enough, he just couldn't accept it.

His lips pursed and he looked away from the Vampire, he couldn't stand to watch him as he nuzzled up against him like an affectionate cat.

"Fuck you."

He muttered darkly as his toes curled from the continuously firm thrusts of his fingers.

Cy purred in dark amusement.

"Not yet, honey. You're not ready for that just yet." His tongue flickered over the human's ear. "I'm a little bigger than a finger."

He nipped the shell of Ray's ear gently as he slowly pushed a second finger into him alongside the first.

"Give it a moment and it'll feel better," he assured, letting his fingers still inside the boy so he could get used to the feeling of more than one finger stretching him.

Rayner hissed through clenched teeth as the second finger pushed into him, this was uncomfortable, his body had never stretched around something this big before and having to do so for the first time was a slight shock to his system.

"Take it out."

He muttered, his nails digging into the sheets beneath him, he was afraid of what this would feel like when he began to thrust his fingers as firmly as he did with the first one, more frightening that that was the thought of the Vampire actually fucking him.

"Shhh, shhh. Give it a moment."

He didn't move his fingers like the human wanted.

Ray had to get used to this at some point. Sooner rather than later would be preferable.

No pain, no gain, Cy thought with an amused edge.

Ray would get used to this in a few moments and then he could train him a little more.

Bitterly he thought about all those times men had hit on him at the pub or at work in the library, a few of them had caught his eye but he had never taken any of them to his bedroom.

That was something he now regretted, he wished he had slept with one of them, any of them, losing his virginity to someone he fancied sounded like a luxury now, instead of being tied up to his bed, unable to move.

"Just get this over with."

He muttered as he buried his face in his pillow, he wasn't getting away with this, at the very least he wanted it to be over with as soon as possible so he could just curl up and try to forget that it had ever happened.

Cy tutted softly.

"There's no fun in that. This is supposed to be a long, drawn out process full of lots of sexy moans and whimpers and cries."

They'd get to that point eventually.

"And usually it's enough to make people hard, but you're a stubborn pr- oh, ho ho," the Vampire chuckled darkly. He'd been stroking the human's hip as he spoke, sliding his hand under his body to demonstrate what was supposed to be hard; just to find out that it was slowly getting there.

Ray was getting hard.

Maybe he wasn't so disgusted with this situation as he thought he was.

The Vampire's hand wrapped around his human's hardening arousal, stroking him firmly as his fingers began to move inside of him again, this time much slower.

Rayner froze as Cyneric chuckled, his hand brushing against his arousal as he stroked his hips.

The Vampire and discovered his horrible secret.

"NO DON-"

His protests were cut off by a violent shiver as his arousal was stroked and his body thrust into slowly, his body stretching around the man's fingers as they began to move inside of him.

Rayner's face buried into the blankets as he bit onto his lip sharply, how could his body betray him like this?

"My little human, getting hard for me," he purred.

The Vampire nipped at his lover's ear gently, his hot breath washing over his skin as he did so.

"You're enjoying this," he accused gleefully.

Ray, as much as he wanted to deny it, was enjoying the feeling of being touched like this.

Cy loved knowing that fact. It was so damned amusing.

His fingers spread inside the man a little, stretching him slightly more.

He gave a groan of discomfort as the fingers inside of him spread apart, widening his entrance.

This feeling was so foreign, he didn't understand how it could make his body react with lust, it didn't make any sense.

"I'm not enjoying this!"

He snapped back, glaring over his shoulder in absolute denial of the man's words.

"Your body is," he replied dismissively.

The mind and body were two opposing forces. Quite often they didn't agree on things that were happening to a person.

Ray was suffering through that at the moment.

His body enjoyed what his mind was trying desperately to hate.

"You're hard, and that isn't because you're not enjoying this." His hand stroked the human's arousal, thumb rubbing against his sensitive head.

Rayner couldn't stop himself, as soon as the thumb rubbed against his head he gasped a moan, his body arching slightly in it's bindings, his arousal throbbing in need.

A dusting of pink appeared on the human's pale cheeks as he looked down at the bed, ashamed of what had just happened.

His body was feeling pleasure, too much of it to deny, even the fingers inside of him, despite being uncomfortable when they stretched him, still felt good each time they moved, the friction was adding a new depth to his pleasure.

Cy purred softly.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of," he crooned softly when the human's cheeks flushed darkly and he looked down at the bed.

"Enjoy it."

Give into the human nature of seeking out pleasure, he continued in his mind.

He wanted Ray to give into pleasure and enjoy this. The more he enjoyed it, the easier training would become. He wanted him to give in; accept training. Maybe even come to want it.

There was everything to be ashamed of, this man had stalked him, broken into his house more than once, kept his tied to a bed for days, nearly broken his arms and then sexually assaulted him and here he was moaning?

Rayner started to feel queasy, his body was enjoying this, his body was him, he was enjoying this.

He couldn't bring himself to accept that reality.

"I don't want to..."

He muttered, tugging on his bindings.