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[He wiggles his fingers again, enjoying this a lot but eventually pulling his fingers out and grabbing Mika's face, dragging him to push his cock in to replace those fingers.]

[ ----------what? he can't --- he can't process what's happening. he didn't expect it to go like this, thought that he'd just be tortured and then maybe thrown on the ground and fucked afterwards if felid got bored. not-- this. ]

Wha--

[Nope just shoving his cock into that socket and holding him that way.]

Hm?

[ grinds his teeth together, but he can't really deny that. kureto's--nothing more useful than a dog, a toy, a thing to play with--but nothing that's living is that pathetic, is it? and yuu. . has a dog, he loves his dog more than he loves most people. ]

It doesn't matter, 'cause I still hate you.

[ ---he wants to push away, but he can't, because he's been told to stay still. and --- ...he knows that begging him to stop is going to get him nowhere. this is his life, after all, so --- ... he just takes it. ]

[Absolutely pleasuring himself with Mika's eyesocket then.]

[ that's ----- definitely hitting his brain. he's absolutely in the process of being lobotomized by felid's cock. this isn't pleasureable at all, it's just -- it's excruciatingly painful and it's terrifying. ]

Mmhm?

[He sits on the edge of the bed.]

You might, but you want to please me. As much as possible there's nothing more you want than to please me, that's an order. And it would please me if you treated that dog as useless livestock.

[ he glares sharply at Felid again -- but again doesn't verbally protest that. he doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of complaining about it. ]

[ all of these feelings are wrong. wanting to please felid, wanting to treat someone this badly, but he can't protest. felid's got complete control over him, and he can't fight it. his expression hardens, and yuu--crawls over on his knees to behind kureto, grabs onto him by the elbow and twists his arm behind him to lock the cuff in place, before doing the same with the opposite hand, fingers holding onto the already-locked cuff. ]

Dog what would you do in my position? Aside from kill me. What sort of torture would satisfy you?

[He's enjoying the feeling fine but more enjoyable is Mika's expression, the terror and the confusion. He pushes further, feeling his brain matter with his cock.]

[ he's fine, this is fine, except no it's really not. in theory -- he's alright with the handcuffs. considering the larger picture of Felid having such complete and utter control over both of them handcuffs are just a drop in the pond. if Felid wanted he could order him to stop moving entirely, so he's not as bothered by that. ]

[ but the question has him biting his lip. at least -- there's a way out of this. he knows being directly disobedient isn't the best idea, but -- ]

I'd starve you first.

[ he grits out. something unrealistic in the short-term; he'll put off answering anything actually tenable as long as possible. ]

[ lleans forward, pressing his forehead against kureto's back, in between his shoulder blades as his hands move down to fix his pants back up, at least for the moment-- ]

[ ---well that. severely inhibits any thought function he has. he still can't move from the earlier command, but now with this -- he can't think, it hurts is he dying can he even die he ----- ]

Yuu, stop that. I want both of you naked.

Dog, give me something we can do in the next two hours, imaginative as possible.

[Yep his fucking picks up pace. He won't destroy Mika's head but it'll feel like it.]

[ it hurts, it hurts, each thrust makes him cry out and the only reason that he's not dead (or--- whatever the state a vampire is in when it suffers a mortal wound and you think it;'s dead is called) yet is regenerating between movements -- ]

[ uggh. he shifts when he feels Yuu against his back, wanting the least amount of contact possible between them -- and glares hot and angry at the command, having to take a bit to think for that. ]

[ when he speaks it's slow, reluctant and halting, fury oozing through every syllable he utters. ]

I wouldn't ... let you finish.

[ if Felid were in his position, that is. ]

I'd make you beg for it. I'd do ... whatever it would take to break your pride -- whatever little pride you have. If I could ... order you, I'd make you obsessed with the idea of it. I'd make you watch me fuck someone, I'd tease you, but I wouldn't let you come.

[ not pulling up his pants anymore, but he's not pushing them back down, either. nor is he pulling away from kureto. at the very least, he can have a moment where neither of them can see the way his facial expression twists, brows furrowing and lips trembling. ]

My those are lovely ideas.

I especially like the part about you begging. Be obsessed with the coming dog, and don't until I order you. But feel free to try convince me I should let you in any way you want.

Yuu, come here.

[When he comes he comes with a soft moan, spilling deep in Mika's head, pulling out with a satisfied hum.]

[ his head droops down when felid pulls out, almost as if completely unresponsive. his mind is too jumbled, too blurry, too damaged to pay any attention to the semen that runs out of his emptied eye socket, down his face. ]

[ if only Kureto were less of a sadistic asshole in this exact moment. he curses as the sudden need strikes him -- he was already hard but suddenly almost all of his focus seems to be going to how turned-on and stimulated he is and he tries to arch up towards Yuu, a needy, automatic movement. ]

[Well that's extremely attractive, the way the blood and semen mix pink. He runs his fingers through Mika's hair as he recovers, just watching.]