[C][M] A Twisted Fate

Rayner finished off his meal, eating every last scrap of it before getting up and placing the bowl in the dishwasher and moving back toward his room.

"Don't freak out, just having a shower."

He muttered, he hoped that if he explained his movements Cyneric wouldn't feel the need to follow him around and get jumpy about him trying to escape.

Once he got in the bathroom he turned on the shower, getting into it and hissing as the hot water cleaned his wounds on his wrists and ankles.

Cy did follow him into the bathroom.

He didnt trust the human not to try to do something stupid. There was always something stupid going on in the heads of humans.

He sat on the toilet seat and watched the man as he climbed into the shower.

"Don't remove the plug."

If he pulled it out, Cy wouldn't take the time to make the experience pleasurable when he pushed it back in.

Truth be told he didn't want to pull it out, not yet, he was afraid that he might hurt himself if he tried and he'd rather try getting it out once his backside didn't feel so tender.

Rayner lathered himself up with soap, carefully cleaning all of his cuts.

Once he was starting to feel human again he stepped out of the hot stream, drying himself off slowly before padding back into the bedroom and finding a fresh pare of track pants, pulling them over his exposed body, as well as a t-shirt.

The weather here was always chilly, if he continued to lay around naked he was going to end up sick.

Cy followed the human into the bedroom, waiting around until he was dry and dressed before gripping his wrist and pulling him back into the bathroom silently.

"Sit here and talk. I don't care about what, in which language. Just talk." For all he cared, Ray could sit and recite every word in the dictionary as long as he talked.

The Vampire climbed into the tub and pulled the curtain across before stripping, tossing his jeans out onto the floor.

He hissed when freezing cold water beat against his body but soon fell quiet again, cleaning himself up as he listened to the human speak.

Ray sat down on top of the toilet and watched the Vampire curiously.

"You've had me butt naked tied to a bed for days and you're self conscious?"

The man snorted a laugh, that was ridiculous, he shook his head softly and picked up a magazine from next to the toilet, flicking it open and reading one of the columns aloud.

He knew why the Vampire was making him do this, it was so he couldn't sneak off, good thing to otherwise he would have been half way down the street by now.

"Not self conscious," he called out, lathering soap over his stomach.

No, there was a completely different reason behind why he made sure he wasn't showing himself to the human.

He didn't show himself to anyone.

"Pass me a towel," he ordered his human, shutting the shower off and waiting for said towel to be passed to him.

Be brushed his water-darkened multi-coloured hair out of his face.

Rayner grabbed a towel and passed it to the man before padding out of the bathroom, he was enjoying just being able to walk around freely, letting his limbs stretch, more than like he liked being able to do as he pleased.

While Cyneric was dressing he went back into the kitchen pouring himself a glass of water, he didn't have anything else except a few bottles of wine but he wasn't in the mood for drinking.

He tried to hide his yawn, he was tied but he knew if he laid down he would be tied to the bed until the next evening, he wanted to be able to sleep comfortably but that wouldn't be happening, not during the day.

"Thanks."

He dried himself thoroughly, stepping out of the bath when Ray left the room. He pulled his jeans on, wrestling his damp body into the denim.

He pulled his hair back, tying it up with a band that always had a place around his wrist. A few strands of pink stuck to his forehead; too shirt to be tied back with the rest of his long locks.

"I'm going to remove your plug and feed from you tomorrow," he warned as he slid past the human, settling on the couch he'd claimed as his own since he had first chewed into it.

"What are you going to do once you've removed it?"

He asked, glaring over at the Vampire as his arms crossed over his chest.

Was the man planning on having sex with him, fingering him again?

Ray wanted nothing more than to just be left alone but if something was going to happen to him, he wanted to know what it was exactly.

"I'm going to go to sleep, can you just leave me until sunrise then tie me back up if you have to?"

He struggled to get to sleep when he was tied in a certain position, he liked to curl up on his side.

If he could just fall asleep then he re-positioned when it was time, that's what he wanted.

"Work on light-proofing."

His lips quirked upwards. He knew that wasn't what the boy wanted to know. "After I've finished up tomorrow, I'll stretch you a little more and re-insert the plug. You'll have all night while I'm working tomorrow free of any touching."

Except maybe the odd stroking of hair as he passed.

He wouldn't be able to hold himself back. He'd love playing with the human's hair for hours if he could.

The Vampire nodded. "I can do that." If it made the human more comfortable, he could do that every night.

At least his captor was being slightly more accommodating now, still, he didn't like having the man around and soon he would have to deal with him all day too but perhaps that would mean he wouldn't have to be tied up so often.

He wouldn't be touched tomorrow until after the work had been done, he could have some time to himself to just relax.

"Alright then."

He muttered as he got up and walked back to his bedroom, leaving the door open so Cyneric could see him without having to be in the room with him as he crawled into bed, through off the semen specked blanket and replacing it with his spare before bundling up beneath it, facing away from the door as he let his eyes slide shut, slowly drifting into a comfortable sleep, warm and secure beneath his sheets.

Cy watched the human fall asleep, smiling a little.

He was becoming more accepting of his situation. He wasn't trying to run at the moment. But that was probably due to one days good mood. He had a gut feeling that Ray wouldn't always be this accepting of his presence.

He was already waiting for the moment that the human lashed out.

The Vampire crawled into the couch and fell asleep surprisingly early that morning.

When he awoke again at sunset, he roused Ray, fed from him and removed the plug as he had promised.

Then he had gone out to get everything he needed to light-proof the apartment.

He worked all night light-proofing the bedroom, first. He managed to get that room completely done in the one night. He was proud of himself for that achievement.

His rewards for that was to sleep out in a bed for the first time in weeks. He curled around the tied up human that day as they slept.

And then the next evening he began on the livingroom.

It took four days to completely light-proof the entire apartment.

It was a lot of hard work but it was well worth it. Now he could be up during the day with no worries for burning to death.

And now he could take a fledgeling.

Waking up on the first evening to a completely light-proofed house was a good feeling. The Vampire nuzzled against Ray, purring deep in his chest as he roused the human.

"Tonight's the night," he giggled excitedly. "Up you get, honey. Tonight's the night!"

Rayner had taken to laying on his stomach when he was tied down for the night, when the man tried to rouse him he groaned softly, nuzzling into his pillow, he didn't want to wake up yet, it had to just be sunset, he couldn't tell anymore now that they weren't allowed to have light in the apartment.

Still he was tired and groggily woke from his sleep, lifting his head slightly as he tugged on his bindings, forgetting they were there for a moment as he tired to reach over as rub his eyes.

"What? What's tonight?"

He muttered, Cyneric had taken to telling him what would happen the next day when he went to bed, he didn't remember anything happening today.

A wide, childish grin of excitement washed over the Vampire's face as he sat up.

He untied the human's wrists and nudged him until he turned over, laying on his back.

"Tonight's the night," he repeated. His eyes were almost glowing in psychotic excitement as he moved to hover over Ray.

His tongue ran over his teeth slowly and, for the first time, Ray saw his fangs without him being at his thigh.

Tonight was the night.

The night he took a fledgeling.

Rayner sunk into the mattress as Cyneric hovered over him, he didn't like this, these last few days hadn't been too bad, the Vampire had been so busy that he had been left alone for the most part, he had been able to move around the apartment freely and do what ever he wanted but suddenly he felt trapped.

The sight of the man's fangs made his blood run cold and his breath hitch in his throat.

Even his heart seemed to pause for a moment before picking up it's pace as the panic set in.

"No..."

He whispered, his hands pressing against the man's chest, trying to push him off.

"Please...I...I'll have sex with you, but don't...."

He couldn't even say the word, he didn't want to die, he couldn't handle living like that.

"How easy you humans panic in the face of death."

He stroked the boy's hair out of his face gently, leaning down to nuzzle against him, inhaling his human scent. Soon he'd smell different. Soon he'd have a Vampiric scent lingering around his own. And, months down the line, he'd lose his original scent completely.

He liked the way Ray smelt. He'd miss it.

Cy pressed a kiss to his human's chin before sliding down his body slowly.

He pressed a kiss to his thigh before biting into it, drinking his blood in hard pulls. The quicker he drained him, the less time he'd have to react and fight against him.

Rayner cried out as his thigh was bitten into, the sharp pain shooting through his thigh was each hard pull of blood.

His hands gripped into Cyneric's hair once he realized what was happening, the Vampire wasn't just feeding from him this time, he was being killed.

He tugged on the man's hair, each tug getting progressively weaker as he continued to lose blood down the Vampire's throat.

It didn't take long, with each deep gulp of blood his body grew heavier and he became more tired, his head spinning with blood loss.

Silent tears streaked down the man's face as his hands feel limply from the Vampire's hair, landing on the bed uselessly as his life was pulled away from him.

Cy listened intently as he drank the human's blood greedily.

There!

The first skip of his heartbeat. He was barely hanging to life by a thread. This was the perfect time.

The Vampire tore into his own wrist and jammed it against Ray's mouth, stroking his throat to get him to swallow the blood that pulsed from the wound.

"Drink," he crooned softly.

Soon the boy would have the strength to drink himself.

With what little strength he had left he tried to pull his mouth away from the man's bleeding wrist.

He coughed as blood filled his mouth trying to stop it from entering his throat.

He wanted to die, he wanted to finally be free of this maniac, sharing the man's curse was never something he wanted and if dying here would spare him from that then that is what he desired most of all.

Cy didn't let up. When Ray moved his head, his wrist moved with him.

He continued to stroke his throat, coaxing him to drink.

He needed more than just a few mouthfuls for this. He needed to take just as much blood as he'd taken from him a few moments before.

As soon as Ray started taking mouthfuls, he'd feel the need to take more. He just needed to swallow the first few mouthfuls before he was affected by the need for blood.

"Drink," he murmured again.

He shook his head softly, the action was barely noticeable unless you were looking for it.

He was too weak to move, his body couldn't fight anymore, Cyneric had taken everything from him and left him with nothing more than a future paved with blood and pain.

Fate was cruel.

Blood flowed down his throat without him having to swallow, he couldn't fight now even if he wanted to.

With each stroke of his throat more blood streamed into his system.

The more than seeped in the more he could feel Cyneric, the man was inside of his very being, he was becoming part of the Vampire, a bond was being created that he could never hope to break.

It was Cyneric's will that took over his body, his desire for Rayner to drink deeply from his offered wrist.

With that influence he couldn't stop himself, he needed this, he needed it more than anything else in existence and with that Ray began to drink, slowly taking in mouthful after mouthful.

Cy smiled when the boy finally began to drink without the need for the Vampire to stroke his throat to coax him.

"Drink," he crooned again, nuzzling against his Fledgeling affectionately, still holding his bleeding wrist for him.

Soon the boy would complete transition and he would really be his.

His Fledgeling.

His Slave.

His honey.

His lips curled upwards as he pressed his lips to the boy's ear.

His body felt cold, he was dying, but the man's blood was hot, it slid down his throat and into his stomach, the heat radiating from there and spreading with each deep, desperate gulp.

Rayner couldn't get enough, these small mouthfuls couldn't satisfy his craving.

His dull teeth bit into the wound causing it to offer up was he needed, which he swallowed without hesitation now, Cyneric's will had over taken his own and now his body was focused on survival, he couldn't allow himself to die.

The man gave a low moan in against Cy's wrist, his eyes slowly fluttering back open as he looked up at the man, his strength was coming back to him and as it did he lifted his arm, gripping onto the Vampire's hand tightly as he bit into his flesh again, groaning as he continued to drink deeply.

"That's it," he murmured softly, brushing the boy's hair out of his face with his free hand.

"Drink all you can."

He wanted the boy strong. A strong Fledgeling was one he could play with a lot more. He'd have more fun with the boy if he was stronger.

Cy inhaled softly when his wrist was bitten into. Human's dull teeth were a lot more painful than Vampire's fangs. It would take a day or two for Ray's fangs to grow in. A painful process. The fangs would grow under his existing teeth and push them out.

The Vampire groaned softly when teeth bit into his wrist again, the sound catching in his throat as the boy looked up at him.

His green eyes were wild.

Cyneric's mouth went dry as he gazed down at his boy, drinking madly and staring up at him like that.

Rayner's eyes didn't leave Cyneric's as he continued to drink, each breath he took in through his nose now coming in as a deep pant.

He was so hungry and he knew by instinct that this was the only thing that could satisfying his dying body.

The nails of his hands dug into the man's skin as his tongue joined the fray, lapping at the bleeding wound eagerly as it flowed freely.

The man was getting greedy, a small stream of blood pooling at the corner of his lips and dripping down his cheek and neck.

His brows drew together as he looked up at the man, wincing as he groaned in against the wound.