[C][M] A Twisted Fate

"But you are. Part of you is at least."

His thumb continued to rub at the human's sensitive head as his fingers began moving a little more firmly in and out of him again.

He wanted Ray to just give in.

It was so much easier for the Vampire in the long run if he gave in.

"Let your mind give in. Enjoy it."

Another keening moan passed the man's lips as his body writhed beneath the Vampire.

Having his head rubbed like that while fingers thrust into him at a firm pace was working him up despite his protesting.

It couldn't be helped, he had no way of stopping his body at the moment, Cyneric was slowly wearing down his mental strength day by day.

Cy's actions didn't let up, even as the human writhed and moaned beneath him.

This was exactly what he wanted to happen. He wasn't going to let up now, even if it killed him. Ray would come and he'd enjoy it. He wasn't going to let anything stop that from happening.

He kissed the human's neck as he nuzzled against him.

"Moan for me, honey. Tell me how much you're enjoying this."

A repulsed shudder ran through the man as Cyneric spoke, he didn't want to moan for him, he didn't want to be enjoying this, but his body was his undoing, as it had been multiple times now.

He wasn't strong enough, fast enough, he didn't have the endurance or the discipline to be able to defy the Vampire like he wanted to.

His head thrashed about for a moment, shaking frantically as he tried to get the Vampire away from his throat and give his answer without opening his traitorous mouth.

But to no avail, each movement was building him up, bringing him closer to an inevitable release, that much would be obvious by the way his member throbbed in need, his entrance clamping down against the Vampire's fingers as his body prepared itself for it's release.

"That's it, honey."

He could feel the boy's body. His bodily reactions were far better than the ones his mouth was spewing.

His body was showing him what his mouth was too afraid to say.

He was enjoying this and soon the evidence of that would be dripping from his hand.

Ray would come very soon and there was nothing the human could do about it except lay back and take it.

Rayner grit his teeth and tried to will it away, thinking about what would happen to him if he gave into this man.

It didn't work, the ministrations became too much and his body was soon overwhelmed by the fingers inside of him and the hand around his member, which throbbed needily as he cried out in anguish and desire, his body offering up everything it had as he spilled generously into the Vampire's hand.

A soft gasp sounded from the human as he came, his body constricting and throbbing around the fingers buried inside of him, the sensation was enough to send another wave of pleasure through his body.

"There you go. That's what we want."

His ministrations slowed but didn't stop. He wanted to keep the boy feeling pleasure for as long as he could. He wanted to hear him whimper and moan like this for as long as possible.

"Doesn't feel too bad, having something inside you, does it?"

His lips quirked upwards as his fingers continued to move.

"And pretty soon you'll have me inside you. That'll feel much better than a few fingers or a plug."

Shivers racked his body as Cyneric's hands continued to move, his body writhing slightly as he was made to ride through his orgasm completely.

The man's words made him cringe, mainly because he knew at least half of them were true. His body had felt pleasure, he couldn't deny that much, not when the evidence was dripping onto his bed at this very moment.

That promise made him try to pull away, he didn't want the Vampire inside of him, he didn't want this man gaining pleasure from his body.

His fingers pulled out of the human when he tried to pull away.

He'd achieved what he wanted to at the moment. He didn't need t push him much more at the moment.

Well, not with his body, at least.

Cy reached for the plug, running it down Ray's spine slowly before pressing it to his entrance.

He pushed it in slowly, twisting it slightly as he held the boy still with a firm hand on the small of his back.

"There. That'll do you for now." This was the real beginning for training. He'd be wearing that plug for a while.

Rayner groaned into the pillow beneath him as the plug was pushed into his body and twisted.

He tried to writhe away from the cold, hard object but Cyneric's firm hand kept him in place.

Once it was in he could feel his body trying to adjust to it, clenching around the plug as it held his body open.

He let out a involuntary whimper as he lay against the bed, it was done, there was nothing more he could do about it, fighting was proving to be useless.

He let out a small sigh as he relaxed against the bed, his plans were failing and Cy was succeeding.

Cy patted the boy's backside a couple times before laying down next to him.

"It'll feel strange for now 'cause you haven't been stretched for long periods of time before, but you'll get used to it."

The Vampire stretched out, groaning softly as the tightness in his pants became apparent. He hadn't been paying attention to his own arousal while he'd been toying with Ray.

"I need a smoke."

The Vampire pushed himself off the bed and out into the livingroom, grabbing the tin from the pocket of his jacket and returning to the bedroom.

He sat down on the bed again before opening the tin, tutting softly. Out of fags and minus the equipment to make more. "Need more rizzlers. You smoke, honey?"

Rayner tried his best to ignore any talk about what had just happened to him, he didn't want to think about it.

"Only when I drink."

He muttered, he smoked socially because his group of friends all smoked and he would be inhaling it second hand anyway so he may as well in those situations.

Admittedly he didn't drink much, he had an addictive personality so he kept all those things at bay when he could.

Plus sitting alone in his apartment drinking and smoking sounded even more pathetic.

"Do you roll or have straights? Got any around?"

Now he knew he didn't have what he needed to make a cigarette, he was becoming twitchy. He wanted to taste the tobacco on his tongue and smell the thick scent in the air as he exhaled.

He began tapping his fingers against the tin, chewing on the inside of his lip.

Dammit it all. Form now on he'd keep an eye on the amount of stuff he had with him. He didn't wanna be bought short like this again. Smoking after anything sexual had become a ritual as of the last century.

Now, without it, he didn't feel complete.

"I'll tell you where they are if you untie me for the rest of the night."

He bargained, he knew the Vampire would tie him up again as soon as the sun began to rise but if he could just walk around for a while, stretch his limbs, perhaps search the kitchen for tins of food that the movers had brought with them.

Honestly he doubted he could try to escape, he was too tired, his muscles ached from thrashing about, walking around was going to be hard enough in this state.

"Try to escape and you won't be a happy human, honey," he warned.

He pulled the straps off the human's arms then leaned back against the headboard.

"Now please get me some rizzlers. Or blow me off. Right now I don't care which."

He either needed to smoke or to get rid of the tightness in his pants.

The Vampires foot began to bounce on the bed and he stared at it silently as he waited.

Once his arms were freed Rayner quickly untied his legs and got to his feet, wobbling slightly as he did so but gripping onto the bed for support.

Gingerly he padded toward the kitchen, pausing and grasping onto the bedroom door, biting his lip harshly as he felt the plug rolling around inside of him, the sensation was so foreign.

Once he had gathered himself he managed to get to the kitchen, looking through his boxes before managing to find a packet of premium pre-rolleds, when he did smoke, he brought the best available.

He made his way back to the Vampire and tossed them to him along with a lighter, there he had paid for his freedom for the night.

Slowly he went back to the kitchen, searching for food again, managing to find a few packets of instant noodles, throwing them all into a pot, god knows when he would get to eat again, he was going to get as much into his stomach as possible.

"Straights," he muttered when the box was tossed at him.

"You're kicking that habit right now," the Vampire decided, crushing the box of cigarettes in his fist. No Slave of his was going to be inhaling that shit. The human was better off swallowing a mouthful of rat poison.

The Vampire sighed, running his tongue over his lips.

He heaved himself up out of bed, adjusting himself with a soft groan before padding out into the kitchen to watch Ray.

"I gotta make a list for tomorrow," he muttered to himself.

He didn't particularly care if his smokes were ruined, it wasn't like he would be going out to see his friends any time soon, not unless the Vampire dropped dead all of a sudden.

Rayner stood in the kitchen, leaning against the bench to keep himself on his feet, a pot of water boiling on the stove and his noodles cooked.

He ripped open the small packets and tossed the flavouring into the pot, stirring it slowly as it all finished cooking before taking it off the heat and pouring it all onto a bowl.

He grabbed a fork and headed for the couch, ignoring the ever lingering presence of the Vampire as he flicked on the television and gingerly sat down, wincing slightly as he put the weight of his body on the plug, pressing it deeper into himself.

More than anything else, Cy was surprised that Ray hadn't pulled some clothes on.

Humans seemed to feel the need to constantly protect their modesty. They always seemed to want to be clothed. Whereas Cy always kept himself clothed, that was because of a different reason than making sure no one saw him in his birthday suit.

He laid out on the other couch, eyes turning to the TV.

"I'm making some adjustments to this place tomorrow." He'd better give the man a heads-up before he began light-proofing the place.

Rayner did want to put clothes on, but just in case the Vampire took away his ability to move around again he at least wanted to feed himself.

Then he would go take a shower and put on a fresh change of clothes.

"You can't."

He muttered factually as he took a mouthful noodles, purring softly as the food hit his empty stomach.

"I can pay off the landlord easy enough."

It wasn't like money was an issue.

He just seriously needed to be able to stay up during the day. Night time hours weren't long enough. He lay around inside the damned couch for hours before he was finally tired enough to sleep.

He hated being confined to a small crawl-space he'd chewed into a piece of furniture for hours on end because of the sun.

"I'm starting tomorrow whether you say yes or not. I'm warning you, not asking."

Rayner just shrugged and went back to his food, taking another large mouthful eagerly.

The landlord was going to have a fit, he knew how strict she was.

That thought made the man quite pleased, she was going to chuck a fit, meaning that she would come here, during the day and she would let herself in once she saw that Rayner's car was still in his spot, she would find him tied to the bed and he would be able to get free.

"What are you doing to the house?"

He asked curiously as he looked over at the man.

"Light proofing."

Cy stretched out again, tapping his fingers against his stomach.

"It gets so boring laying around in my dark-space for hours before I can actually sleep." He really hated it.

"As long as the apartment's light-proof, I can stay up during the day."

Which meant he didn't have to worry about burning up while he was in here. He could spend his days doing things he enjoyed as well as his nights.

That would definitely get the landlord's attention, he only hoped that she came knocking before it was too late and Cyneric had finished because then he would get to the woman first.

"I guess you're sticking around if you're light proofing the house."

He didn't like that, he didn't want the Vampire living here any more, he thought he would have his own how, somewhere he could return to once he got bored.

"More sense in staying here than getting my own place in town and coming over here every night."

He had just stayed with whatever human he'd been able to draw out most nights. A little fingering and hot words and they were more than happy to let him stay for the day.

"It'll probably take a day or two to get everything sorted."

Did Ray realise what was going to come when the place was light-proofed?

Probably not.

It'd be a big surprise for him.