[C][M] The Return

Rayner panted heavily as he was struck over and over, the plug inside of him vibrating steadily, making him ride out his orgasm.

His body twitched with each throb that flowed through his body.

"Cy..."

He whimpered, his voice lustful and needy.

He needed this as well, the beast was feral, out of control. The beast needed to be control, to be forced onto it's knees, if it was given freedom it would kill and destroy without discrimination.

The Vampire leaned forwards, pausing in his whipping to grip the end of the plug.

He pushed and twisted it, thrusting it in and out of the boy. The Vampire wanted his boy writhing and crying out in need again.

Cy liked having this sort of control.

Controlling the boy like this bought the Englishman a sense of power. He could bring the boy down to the point where he was nothing more than a whimpering puddle of aroused goo.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

The whippings returned.

The Vampire leaned forwards, pausing in his whipping to grip the end of the plug.

He pushed and twisted it, thrusting it in and out of the boy. The Vampire wanted his boy writhing and crying out in need again.

Cy liked having this sort of control.

Controlling the boy like this bought the Englishman a sense of power. He could bring the boy down to the point where he was nothing more than a whimpering puddle of aroused goo.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

The whippings returned.

His toes curled tightly as he squirmed, gasping a moan as the plug moved inside of him.

Rayner panted heavily, his fangs bared as he looked up at Cy over his shoulder, his head pressing against the mattress.

He wanted the man, he wanted to lose themselves in bloodied passions as they did before.

His body was sliced up, he could feel blood streaking down his skin, he could see it rolling off his side and dipping onto the mattress.

He was in so much pain, so much pleasure, the two of them blurred until he didn't know whether to cry or moan.

In it's confusion his body did both, moaning own in desire as his eyes watered and a few stray tears streaked down his cheeks.

Cy shivered as he paused to just gaze at the scene in front of him.

His fledgeling tied to the bed: looking up at him with wet green eyes; back torn up; sheets covered in blood; tear tracks on his cheeks; ass stretched.

It was a truly beautiful sight.

"You don't know how beautiful you look right now, honey."

Crack. Crack.

He wanted to see more. More tears. More blood. More cuts.

His hands bundled into tight fists until his nails bit through the flesh of his palms.

Rayner's back was on fire, pain flared through him, his already torn skin was being ripped into further, he could see his blood covering the white leather of the whip, no doubt parts of his back were coating it too.

He was in so much pain, he had never had to endure anything like this, the only thing that had been more painful was the day he was changed into a Vampire.

"Please..."

He whimpered as he pulled on the bindings, more tears streaking down his face, this was too much for him, his body was in overload.

All he could see was violence and blood, his throat burned in need, constricting as the need to feed got even greater.

His world was bathed in blood.

"Is it too much for you, honey?" he asked.

A moment later the whip came down on his back even harder. "Too bad."

Ray could suffer for a little more. Cy needed this. He needed to hold a weapon and bleed someone.

He needed to feel the blood between his fingers and taste the sweat on his skin. Feel the heartbeat under his lips and the body around his arousal. He needed it all.

And he was going to take that tonight.

"Is it too much for you, honey?" he asked.

A moment later the whip came down on his back even harder. "Too bad."

Ray could suffer for a little more. Cy needed this. He needed to hold a weapon and bleed someone.

He needed to feel the blood between his fingers and taste the sweat on his skin. Feel the heartbeat under his lips and the body around his arousal. He needed it all.

And he was going to take that tonight.

Rayner scream out louder than he had prior, the noise echoing through the apartment as he began to thrash in his bindings.

The beast couldn't handle all of this blood when it was starving, it was wounded and bleeding, it needed to feed.

He gripped onto the sheets beneath him, tearing them in his grasp.

He hissed loudly as a low growl emitted from his chest.

Cy stopped all movements.

He just stood and stared. He was silent. Not even his breathing was loud enough to be heard.

"You growled at me."

He moved again; yanking Ray's head back by his hair.

"You dare growl at me?" he hissed softly in the boy's ear. "Brave. Real brave. Wanna try growling at me again?"

Rayner's growls silenced as his head was yanked back, he knew he shouldn't be growling at the man but he couldn't stop himself from doing so, he was so hungry, he wanted to feed.

The blood loss was getting to him, he didn't have enough blood to lose, more than that, he hadn't been fed properly for his entire Vampiric life, the hunger was taking a toll.

He tried not to bare his fangs at the man as Cy hissed in his ear but his fangs were already out, fueled by lust and hungers, and they weren't going away any time soon.

His gaze fell as he looked down and panted heavily, trying to calm himself.

"That's what I thought."

He dropped the boy's hair and bought the whip down on his back again.

"I don't appreciate being growled at." He was in control here. The beast needed to lay down and accept his place under Cy. Growling at him - challenging him - was not something CY would tolerate.

The Vampire leaned over again to begin thrusting the toy inside of him.

He tucked his head down as it was released, crying out as his back was littered with new cuts.

More tears streaked down his cheeks, the burning in his throat was getting worse.

He bit onto the inside of his lip, sucking on the wound as it bled.

It didn't provide any relief to his agony.

Rayner gasped as the toy began to move again, the vibrations inside of him causing him to continuously tremble.

Cy liked the trembling.

The boy was affected by this treatment and the whipping proved that. He loved seeing the boy affected like this.

"Does this feel good, honey?" he purred softly.

His fingers stroked over his fledgeling's bloodied back before rubbing the blood between his fingers.

He loved that feeling.

"Yes.."

He whispered before biting into his lip again, he didn't trust himself not to snarl at the man savagely if he uttered more than that.

A starving wounded beast was not something that could control it's anger very well and right now the only one to vent anger out on was Cy.

With his body curled up like this it wasn't evident but despite the treatment, or perhaps because of it, his arousal still stood, hard and desperate, glistening and dripping.

"Good."

He continued to thrust the toy into the boy.

He'd had his fill of violence for now. He could play with and tease the boy now. He was sure Ray would like that.

The man purred as he pulled the toy out of him slowly.

He leaned over, tongue laving over the wounds slowly and gently. The taste of blood on his tongue had him purring loudly.

Rayner whimpered as the tongue laved over his wounds, tugging on his bindings, he had his own wounds he wanted to inflict then he would lap eagerly at the blood until he was full.

He groaned as the toy was pulled out of him, panting gently as his body was finally given a moment to recover from his orgasm.

Having that much stimulation had drawn it out even further until feeling more stimulation was almost unbearable.

Cy took his time.

His tongue laved over the wounds meticulously. He bathed the wounds with his tongue and cleaned his skin of the red stains.

When the boy's back was mostly clean, the Vampire leaned up to untie his fledgeling's wrists.

"Lie on your back."

It would hurt him but Cy wanted to see him laid out; see his expression.

Rayner cringed at the order, he didn't want to, he really didn't want to.

With his healing rate he could only imagine how little time it would take before his wounds began to heal against the sheets, sticking to them only to be ripped open again when he had to move.

Grudgingly he slowly lowered himself onto his back, hissing through clenched teeth as his skin met with the abrasive material of the bed.

His brows drew together as his features twisted into an expression of pain.

Cy purred softly as the boy laid down on his back.

"Good boy."

He leaned over the boy, tongue laving up his stomach, cleaning his stomach of his release. The mix of blood and semen in his mouth had him purring.

He liked that mix.

"So beautiful."

He pressed his lips to his fledgeling's in a hungry kiss.

The man's body continued to tremble for a moment through it slowly relaxed now that the plug had been removed from him.

Despite his growls and not wanting to follow orders as soon as he was kissed Rayner returned it eagerly kissing the man deeply, his arms wrapping around the man's shoulders as he held onto him.

No matter how abused his body was, no matter how despite his hunger, he would always want Cy and take any opportunity to be intimate with him.

Cy pressed into the kiss eagerly.

He purred loudly as he pressed his body down against the Fledgeling's. He was still hard. He was aroused and he had yet to get a release tonight.

He'd been through so much without having his release that he was finally starting to feel a little frustrated.

They'd gone out and he'd sucked the boy off in a public park. They'd gone to a sex store. He'd whipped the boy.

And now he wanted his release.

His hips rocked and rubbed against his lover's.

Rayner flinched, hissing through his teeth again as Cyneric pressed down against him, forcing his wounds to press against the sheets.

He would be nursing these wounds for a fair few days, his healing rate wasn't as fast as it should be, thanks to the fact that his body is weakened.

He groaned softly as he was rubbed against, his own tentative hips pressing up to grind against him in return.

Cy sat back and dragged Ray up onto his lap.

"This is familiar, isn't it?" he purred softly, grinding up against the boy's ass as he held him close.

He liked this position. He liked holding his boy close and thrusting up into him as he clung to him.

His tongue laved over the boy's throat as he pushed into the boy slowly.

A groan sounded.

Cy sat back and dragged Ray up onto his lap.

"This is familiar, isn't it?" he purred softly, grinding up against the boy's ass as he held him close.

He liked this position. He liked holding his boy close and thrusting up into him as he clung to him.

His tongue laved over the boy's throat as he pushed into the boy slowly.

A groan sounded.