Awaken the Beast (CW) - Nicolas

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Deltager: @Nicolas

It wasn't easy to keep track of time when one is sitting in a dark sound proof room, chained up in heavy chains, with no way to contact the world outside. At the time, if one is being beaten within an inch of his undead life, it made everything harder. The hunger would spike at times, enough for the young vampire to almost loose his mind. He didn't know how long he'd been sitting here, he only knew that he was starving. That his brain was spinning out of control and that he didn't know what to do or what to say to his captors. Whatever they wanted with him had not yet been explained, the only greeting he was given when they entered was baseball bats and his own blood spraying around, making him even more hungry. It was unbearable, first off because Jaxson really wasn't used to being imprisoned like this. Being beaten up more times than he could count on his hands. He'd never experienced anything like this before.

By this point Jaxson was sitting on the floor, his shirt ripped at some places and bloody, his jeans dirty from whatever they had dragged him through to get him here, his shoes gone - they took them, why he didn't know - and his face in a grimasse of rage, exhaustion and just a bit more rage. He was getting extremely frustrated due to the lack of blood in his body. He needed blood so bad!
The door to the room opened up once again, Jaxson closing his eyes to avoid the light from outside his little, dark room. Footsteps sounded as people entered the room once again, one of them kicking Jax with his stupid fucking steel-tipped boot, as if he wasn't already awake. It made the young vampire struggle to stand with an expression of pure hatred.
"Alright.. Fucking come at me, you.. You pieces of shit!" he'd just about had enough. He almost wanted to just strangle each and every one of them!

A young looking, but tall man walked inside the room, reaching the 1.91 centimeters, with a strong build, clearly to see from his arms. He didnt wear a shirt, so the tattoo´s on his body was clear as day, and so was the scars he had on his arms a little here and there. He looked with an amusing expression towards Jaxson, with the most glowing ice blue eyes, like he had taken winter itself and trapped inside of them.. cold and heartless, without any life in them almost, making the void inside.. feel almost choking. He licked himself over the lips, when he looked at the hungry vampire in front of him, before taking a briefcase from one of the men, " Jaxson Legend. Uf!, i love that lastname, it sounds so fancy ". He laughed, before walking over towards Jaxson with an eerie smile, almost looking like nightmare himself.

" Now Jaxson, what should we do with that smart mouth of yours? ". He snapped with his fingers, before his men walked over and forced Jaxson down onto his knees in front of Nicolas. The light brown hair was thick and layed messy on top of his head, before he ran his hand through it, making him look so much more mature than normally. " I have brought you here today because.. i was bored, and you looked like a delicate little snack, so i had you followed and oh, what a lovely maker you have for yourself, does he know what kind of games you have played with his bodyfriend? ". He laughed, before finding a pack of cigaretts in his pocket, slowly placing the smoke at the edge of his rough lips, before he turned it and inhaled. " Mmh ". As he exhaled, he crouched down towards Jaxson´s face, just to blow the smoke into his face, with a devilish grin over his lips.

" I wonder how those lips would feel around my dick ". He looked at them for a moment, before walking over to one of the men, taking a syringe, before walking back to Jaxson. " Can you see this?. This inside of here, will feel like acid, if you dont behave, i will spray it into your body, and oh.. how quickly a death a vampire can meet, just by doing so ". The liquid inside of the syringe was liquified vervain, a plant that had acid feeling liquid inside of it, for vampires it would feel like that atleast. " So we are just gonna.. slowly put something into you ". He looked at the men, giving them a nod, before they held Jaxson tightly, so Nicolas could take a hold around Jaxson´s neck, gently pressing his head a little up, before pressing the needle into the soft skin at his neck. He only sprayed some drops into him, only to weaken him, to make it feel like his body was on fire. " Now, dont be scared, after some times doing this, you will... not feel it as much, as last time, i think ". He laughed, before looking Jaxson in the eyes. He turned around before walking a little away from him, giving the men a snap with his fingers, so they would let go of Jaxson, so he could feel the burning sensation inside of his body. " So.. what to do now?, i dont wanna burn you down way to quickly, but then again.. it could be fun to see how quick a vampire could die, but that wouldnt be fun, cause then i wouldnt be able to hear your moans later on ". He winked at Jaxson, before walking out the door, letting him suffer for himself in the dark, not letting him know if it was day or night, or what time it even was. He would starve him for days on end, then feed him innocent people, one at a time, heroin addicts.. coke heads.. oh how fun it was to break the poor guy.

He came in again, after it having been several days. " Would you look at that. So let me hear you say it. Beg for pleasure my sweet pet ". He smiled, looking at Jaxson, before taking a knife, gently slicing his own hand, while holding it at a safe distance from Jaxson. " Beg dog ".

There was one man who didn't look like the others. Sure, he had a beautiful face, but his smile was not something you'd call cute. It was haunting and terrifying, because Jax knew what it meant. He would get no mercy from that bare-chested, tattooed man. None what so ever. He yanked his chains, trying to get out, but it was no use, because his strength was seeping out of him because of his intense hunger. The man's voice was also pretty, but that didn't mean it was a good thing and Jax would come to hate that voice. He just knew it. This was the shittiest situation he had ever been in, even counting in the night of his transformation. At least James had been understanding. He was very sure that he wouldn't get any understanding here at all, not with all the beatings he'd already received.

It was horrifying, knowing that the man knew something that he didn't quite understand yet. His maker's boyfriend? He had one? James had never told him about that, and now this stranger claimed that Jax had been spending time with that exact boyfriend. It made no sense.
"The fuck are you on about?" he asked, clearly irritated, before he was pulled to his knees by the other men, forcefully. Of course he resisted it. But he was too weak and the needle was pressed into the skin of his neck. It wasn't much, but for Jax it was too much. His entire body burned excrutiatingly and once the men let him go, he fell completely to the ground, almost screaming in pain. It was as if acid was poured into his veins and now it wouldn't stop spreading everywhere.
After a couple of days of starvation the first victim was put into his cell. At first he refused to eat the poor woman, but his hunger took control. And he felt everything. Her pain, then her ecstacy, then her fear of death. And then nothing. And before he knew it, his own fear and disgust rose up inside of him. He promised himself not to eat anymore from in here, but the next victim came and he couldn't stop. He just couldn't control it, not when he was so fucking hungry.

When the bare-chested man returned, Jaxson was almost at his breaking point. He wanted to get out, he wanted to be free again. As he lay on the floor of his little cell, the stranger's voice reached his ears, before he could smell the sweet blood pouring out of his hands. He quickly rose to his feet and ran at the man, only he was stopped by the chains gnawing into his wrists. He kept fighting to get out until his left shoulder popped with a cracking, bone-crushing sound. That, however, didn't stop him either. He wanted to feed! He wanted to kill. "Give it to me!... NO!" he didn't want it, but he also wanted it. "Go... FUCK yourself," he crumbled after that, back to the floor, his body shivering with rage, fear, pain, and hunger, but he just wouldn't do it. He would never beg.

Nicolas raised his brow in wonder, before looking closely at Jaxson, before saying " Yes, his fucking boyfriend. Mystery boy? ". He looked at him closely, snapping with his fingers, before a magazine got handed to him. " THIS BOY ". He held a finger against the front page, showing the boy that was near James, called Spencer, but nobody knew who the fuck he was, only name he was called, was Mystery Boy. " Are you fucking his meat? ". He laughed, before throwing the magazin, before the real fun was beginning. He walked out of the cell before leaving Jaxson all alone in the dark room, not knowing if he would ever get out alive, not knowing where og when og what time it even way.

A goon walked inside with a woman, blonde and with cuts on her arms, high on heroin. " Look what we have for you ". They held her towards him. She was gagged and also bound at her wrist, so she couldnt resist. " Take her, if you want some food that is ". They had already drained her a little, as to make sure that he wouldnt get too much blood, from actually drinking from her. She looked almost half dead already. When he finally bit down into the woman, draining her dry, they laughed, before looking at the camera unicorn in the corner, waving to it with a smile on their lips. " You are doing good boy. Keep going, look at her.. look how terrified she is to die ". She died, before being dragged out of the room, this happened every single day until Nicolas finally came again.

Nicolas clapped his bloody hand together with the other, making splatters of blood paint his beautiful face, while the icy cold dead eyes looked at Jaxson. " Marvelous! ". He walked over to him, before snapping his fingers again and again the goons came and held Jaxson into submission. " Oh how i am going to enjoy you ". He took a knife from one of the goons holsters at the leg, before looking at it, with madness in his eyes. He slowly let the knife wander over Jaxson´s cheek, before pressing it against Jaxson´s cheek, letting the pointy end slowly dig into the buttery skin, before pushing it through it, into Jaxson´s mouth, so the knife was through his right cheek. " Oh my god!, it went right though!, would you look at that guys! ". He laughed, before pulling it out hard, so the cheek would be ripped open, out to the mouth of Jaxson´s, before slowly licking the side of the knife, letting his eyes roll to the back of his head. " Fuck you taste delicious babe ".

He was thinking hard. Jaxson was pretty sure he hadn't done anything innapropriate with with Spencer, who was the guy on the front page. Mystery Guy. He didn't want to think of it or give the bare-chested man the satisfaction of a reaction, so he just gave the man a cold stare as he saw the photo. He wouldn't make anything easier for these people, he decided. Even if it would hurt more.

Days and days passed. And now they were back, a lunatic man and his men. Jax still stared at the man with nothing but pure contempt. He wanted to fight him, but he couldn't. Whatever they put in him, and whatever he'd drunk, he was way beyond fighting or standing properly.
He couldn't even fight back when one of his goons brought a woman to him and presented her wrist. He could smell the blood inside her, see her veins pulsing. He didn't want it, and he shook his head no several times until he just couldn't resist anymore. His teeth sunk into dying flesh and he drained her. He felt the fear again. And the numb void of death. He cried when they left, but only at that point. He didn't want them to see him in his weak state. Never.

Today he was fed up already. He wanted them all to go choke on something horrible, anything. He wanted to get out! The blood from the stranger's hand sprayed up into his face as he clapped his hands together, making it spread and giving Jaxson an urge to eat the entire man in front of him. He wanted to kill, eat, maim and then kill some more, but he was still drugged up on all sorts of things that were unhealthy even for a vampire.
He tried to fight when the goons grabbed him, but he proved too weak and they had him under their control. Completely. And he hated it! "I'll fucking kill you.." he snarled, almost animalistic, before the knife penetrated into his flesh, through his cheek. It was painful, and he started fighting against the goons holding him down. This time with a bit more strength, but still not enough to break free. Then the knife was yanked out brutally and Jaxson screamed in agony and complete and utter rage.

None of his words were coherent and blood was spraying around everywhere, until he started healing, and at the same time gaining a paler complexion. And the hunger was back, immediately. As he healed, he started to fight even more. This man needed to die! He needed to die in a fucking fire! Right now! "FUCK you! Let me out, right now! I'm going to... To.." he was too hungry and exhausted to finish his sentence and in the end just started hanging limp in the hands of the goons. "Why? Why are you doing this? What's there to fucking gain from it?" this time he spoke low, almost unable to form the words or put any strength behind them.

He laughed liked a manic before holding his arms out, revealing the blood sprayed over half of his face, how his white teeth were shining, before he shrugged with a smile over his lips. " Nothing, but the pleasure of seeing you in agony, but thats not all. Maybe i will gain a pet one day? ". When he started to hang limp in the goons hands, Nicolas was quickly over at him, staring him right into the face with his icy blue eyes, how beautiful he cool look, with such horror written over his pretty boy face, the voice so seductive and alluring. " Yes!, thats it. Submission.. give into me, let me ". He took a strong hold of Jaxson´s jaw, before giving a nod to one of the goons, that took a strong hold in Jaxson´s hair, while holding him up. " I want you to fucking scream for my dick inside of you, i want you to dream of me and only me, feel haunted without me near you, never forgetting me ". He smiled, before licking his face where the blood was on his cheek, still holding a grib around his jaw and one of the goons holding his hair.

" I´m going to fuck you today, so what you actually need to be asking yourself is.. if you would give into me, stop fighting it, let me in and i will spare you all the pain, because no matter what.. you wont get freed again ". He laughed, before turning his back, letting go of the jaw af Jaxson´s. He walked over to the wall, before looking at a stuffed unicorn in the corner, taking it and then placing it in front of Jaxson " Can you see this?. It´s Mr.Unitato. He will be watching us closely, how i fuck you and every expression you make from it ". He walked behind him, gently letting the knife run from Jaxson´s neck, down the spine, before prickling the fine soft skin for a little while, before removing it and then slashing Jaxson´s pants up, the only thing he was wearing. He didnt care if he hit the skin of Jaxson´s while doing so, he only cared for getting the pants ripped of him with such violence, before they ended up hanging around Jaxson´s feet. " Lovely ". He smiled, before zipping down his own pants, slowly walking up to Jaxson. " HOLD HIM ". He looked with a stern gaze at the goons, before seeing them take a strong hold in Jaxson, stretching his legs a little to the side, but also holding his arms as good as they could.

Nicolas took a strong hold in the neck of Jaxson, before biting down onto his earlobe, gently sucking it, before he started to kiss Jaxson´s neck, show him love instead of hatred and pain. He let Jaxson feel how hard he was against the ass cheeks, before licking him down the neck with his long tongue. " I´m gonna enjoy this ". He spit down into his hand before covering himself with saliva down there, before he spread Jaxson´s ass, slowly pressing himself up inside of him, not in a violent way, but in a gentle way, not trying to fuck with his mind on purpose, but he loved giving people pain but also pleasures. " If you take it like a good fucking pet, then i will reward you with a little secret of mine, and trust me.. you would want to know this, its about your sire ". He smiled, before pressing himself a little harder up inside of him, holding his neck with one hand still and the other slapping Jaxson´s ass. " Fuck you are one fine piece of fuck meat. I can see why James let you hang around, fucking keeping all the good meat to himself ".

It was gruelling, the words coming out of his mouth and his harsh grip on Jaxson's jaw before one of the goons yanked his head back with a hand in his hair. It made him so angry he twitched as an inhuman snarled came out of him. He really wanted to turn around and bite that hand. Hard enough to crunch bones. He wanted to become a wild beast and just tear murderously into everyone, but he just... Couldn't. All he could do was stare back into those eyes of his, only hatred shining through his own.
"No.. No, I won't," his words fell on deaf ears, the bare-chested man just continued talking, showing off a stuffed unicorn. What the hell was wrong with him?!

As the blade came into play, slashing open Jaxson's pants it also slightly sliced an area that was tender enough for him to yelp in surprise and pain. He didn't want this! It hurt like a goddamn motherfucker! "Stop it, just fucking stop!" once again they were deaf to what he said. The goons held him so strongly he couldn't move even an inch. And that's when he felt the stranger inside of him. It wasn't rough, but at the same time, had Jax been a human being, he'd have vomitted. He didn't want pleasure this way. He wanted it to be given and taken freely, not ever like this. Panic spiked inside of him along with the feeling of being absolutely humiliated. This was the worst thing he'd ever been forced into. EVER. It felt so bad to feel the pleasure, that Jaxson did what every vampire in this situation would do: He switched off his emotions. Completely.

His face that had shown fear, regret, and hate was now void of it all. He simply stopped fighting it and felt nothing at all from what was being done to him. He stared the unicorn dead in it's little lifeless eyes, before he grinned slightly. "You doing good back there? Because... I'm kind bored," and that's when his lifeless grin became more of a laugh. He didn't care. That bare-chested man could do whatever. He'd had it in his ass before, it was nothing new to him.
He didn't switch his emotions back on as the stranger started talking about James again. There was doubt in the back of his mind, but it was quickly fading as he couldn't feel anything about it. It was just facts anyways. "You done?" he asked, as if he was still bored.

Nicolas looked down with his icy blue eyes at the man he was fucking. How boring vampires could be, just shutting of from their emotions, not even worth his time. " I thought that you were something special for a second, but then you totally clammed on me man, why? ". He laughed, before pulling himself out, getting a cloth to clean himself with, before he took a water bottle one of the goons gave him, so he could clean himself a little, before walking around the vampire so he stood in front of him, but still at a safe distance. He looked at his eyes for a good second, just looking without saying even one fucking word, before he started to laugh. " You are not worth it at all. I guess you really are a one time deal, properly havent had a decent relationship, because your ride is only fun the first time ". he slapped Jaxson on the cheek, before giving a nod to the men that let him go. " I´m not gonna give you pleasure babe, dont worry.. no, im going to give you the only thing you can feel now, and that is pure fucking paine baby ". He laughed a little, before walking away from him, letting his goons do whatever they fucking wanted with Jaxson. He bored him, how he had just switched off, that was no fucking fun at all.. no he needed a new toy, something more fun, something that could feel and wouldnt just close on itself.

He smiled by the pure thought of thinking of someone under him, how he could fuck with them, instead of a stubborn piece of shit vampire that healed everything he made on him, and even was a cocky to shut his own feelings off, but then again, he knew that it could be a dangerous game Jaxson was playing, since switching off and on all the fucking time.. if he did that.. he would soon not be able to go back, and that would maybe... be what would make his day?, breaking this fucking little bitch. He laughed a little at himself, before walking out. The goons had turned to Jaxson, before taking a hold in him, not raping him, but playing with him, touching, feeling all they wanted.

It wasn't as if Jaxson couldn't still physically feel the pleasure of the stranger fucking him from behind. He'd just switched off the conflicting emotions psychologically, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate good sex, because, let's face it. Whoever the fuck the bare-chested fucking psycho was at least he knew how to fuck. And that was fucked up. It was fucked up just thinking about it, but now that Jaxson was completely apathic in his brain he didn't notice it before the stranger pulled out of him and started laughing. His words even managed to punch through making Jax slowly return to the surface emotionally. It was his seething anger that pulled through because he felt absolutely wronged by this man's words. How dare he talk as if he knew everything?! Because even if Jaxson didn't want to admit it... He was right. Jax had never had any long-standing relationships. Only a short fling, a passionate flame, and that had burned out as fast as it had appeared. He didn't want to think about it, he never did, because that was from before he was a vampire, and back then it had hurt more than he cared to believe.

It was only when the goons released him and the stranger turned his back that Jaxson's eyes flashed a crimson red. His teeth grew pointy and a primal snarl left his throat as he tried to lash out. Then the goons were all over him, touching, feeling, playing around with him as if he was a discarded toy. That only angered the vampire more it was only because he was still weak that he couldn't resist anything. Though he did manage to bite one of the goon's hands and rip off a bit of skin, getting a punch in the face as payback. "Hey! Let me go, you fucking shitfaces! I'm gonna fucking rip your heads off! FUCK you! F..." another punch silenced him for a while before his screams of pure, unadultered rage filled the room. He was so pissed off, he just snapped at everything they did, "good" or bad. The goons had started off playing, but soon the "gloves" were off and it became more brutal. Still no rape. Maybe that was reserved for their leader? It felt like hours and they just wouldn't stop the touching and punching and Jaxson was finally beginning to lose it completely, his walls crumbling, his rage dwindling, leaving only terror and fear. It was dawning on him. He would probably never get out of this and the pain was getting unbearable at this point. They got what they wanted, as Jaxson slowly broke as his thoughts kept going back to the hurtful words from the monster. Those words that had more than touched him.

Nicolas entered the room two days after having left Jaxson to his goons, how they had fun with him, was up to them, but the only rule was no pleasure, only pain!. He entered the room once more, before the chilling blue eyes caught sight of the vampire, slowly he approached him, still not wearing a FUCKING SHIRT, like the man really didnt own one, but he did.. but who the fuck cared. This was his playground, his place where he could relax, besides managing a vampiure could be pretty hard work, and he didnt want to stink of sweat all to much. " I see you finally learned to shut the fuck up ". He smiled a little, almost knowing and preparing to roll his eyes in the back of his skull, since this fucking vampire had been nothing but trouble. " So are you ready to beg for me, or should i just walk the other way.. maybe isolation would help, total starvation, i have always wondered how long it would actually take for a vampire to die without blood?, or do you guys die?.. or are you just laying there like a dried fruit or something, slowly rotting away perhaps? ". He laughed, before picking up one og the bat on the ground, slowly approaching Jaxson, before he swang it with full force, but not from the side no, no he kicked it, swinging at the same time, hoping to hit Jaxson´s fucking jaw, as to break it apart, since he wasnt in the FUCKING mood to hear his small cried anymore, or lack there of.

If it didnt hit, he would just swing at him again, lige he was some sort of baseball to hit, but he wouldnt hurt his face more than breaking the jaw, since he didnt want a fucking ugly ass in front of him. He slowly licked the blood away from the bat, if he had hit him, before walking behind him again. " So tell me, or more like.. give me a nod, if you agree ". He locked at him with a stone cold expression, before taking a grib in Jaxson´s head and hair, since the chains had been pulled to their last drop, making it impossible for Jaxson to move or turn, only his head. " You do know, that i could just set your fucking ass on fire, like barbecue on a fucking stick.. hmmm ". He looked at the bat, before smiling a little. " Maybe i should fucking ruin you, is that what you want sweetheart ". He licked Jaxson´s cheek a little, before lauging like a manic, releasing his grib on the hair. " Say it, SAY YOU FUCKING WANT ME ".

He knew that his body had to be craving for pleasure, for something that felt good. " If you are nice now, i will treat you nice. You can start off by calling me.. Master ". He nodded a little to himself, enjoying the sound of it. He started to laugh a little before saying " Syysh, its okay its okay, calm down... ". He didnt talk to Jaxson this time but to himself, trying to hold back, to not just fuck Jaxson up. " We want him alive and.. well, he cant be well now can he ". He laughed a little for himself, before turning his gaze to Jaxson with a most murderous intent in the cold icy blue eyes.

Two days of only pain could really fuck up anybody, Jaxson included. He may be a vampire, but he was still not very old or experienced in being like them. He was a young dance coach, not some badass warrior-biker-ninja or something in that order. He was a simple, actually quite innocent man. He'd never hurt anyone and he'd never felt anything like this before being done on him. Of course he'd seen movies so he could imagine this happening. Just not to himself. Not ever. And now it did happen. Goons putting him through all sorts of pain for two days in a row, really using him as their personal chew-toy. It was a wonder he wasn't dead after those two days! Or maybe just because he wasn't human, although he really kind of wished he was so he could just become unconscious and just... Feel nothing. But that didn't happen and after two days the monster entered the blood spattered room again, picking up a baseball bat on the way.

At this point Jax was different. The fight in him was mostly gone and he just hung from his chains like a sack of trash until the baseball bat met his jaw head-on. Jax could her and feel the bones crush under the impact and a small groan escaped him. After that, nothing. Even if he wanted to speak he couldn't, because his jaw was now broken. Speaking would be really difficult.
He kept silent as the other man took a hold of his head and hair, keeping his head in check. He didn't even resist. He just let the monster do what it wanted. He really couldn't take it anymore. The yelling, the pain, the noises. All he wanted was quiet and something other than pain. The offer on the monster's lips was too tempting. Feeling pleasure would... Actually... Be preferable to everything else. Had he known this was what he was starting to want, he would have asked to die instead, but this was broken Jaxson, and broken Jaxson wanted to feel good, NOT bad!

As the monster released him, he caved. He gave in and nodded slowly in agreement. It was pathetic, he hated it, but his strength of will was just gone. It took a lot of effort to speak, but when he finally did, his voice was as broken as his entire being. "I want you," the words were spoken fast, as if it was forbidden to say them. "... Master," that word was visible hurtful for him to say. It was so obvious on his defeated form. "Just... No more pain.. Please," the murderous icy cold eyes that looked at him were frightened. Jaxson was scared shitless. No, not just scared. Terrified. Petrified.

The sound hit like such a pleasure. Words he had never thought he should hear, but they got spoken. " PRAISE THE LORD ". He smiled, before walking over to Jaxson and then kissed his forhead, gently touching his face, looking at the jaw but then into Jaxson´s eyes with his blue icy cold eyes. " Fuck i never thought you would break, i´m like honest right now, i really didnt ". He laughed a little, looking at the vampire in front of him, before he kissed his lips slightly. " Syysh, its okay babe, here ". He bit down into his own hand. " Fuck!, that hurt ". He smiled, before holding his hand in front of Jaxson, so he could stick the tongue out and get some of his blood, and some would hit the floor. " Yeah, you like that babe ". He licked his lips as he looked at Jaxson, especially if Jazson used his tongue to reach the blood, before he licked his own blood away from the wound and then walked behind him. " I´m your master now, remember that ".

He slowly zipped down his pants, before looking at himself, how hard and big he were, wanting Jaxson so much. Gently for the first time, he let his hand run down Jaxson´s back, right where the spine were, slowly until he came to the ass of him. He gave him a slight squeeze, before letting his manhood press against the soft skin of Jaxson, almost purring into his ear of the pure pleasure of feeling him, how submissive he acted towards him. He started to plant small kisses on Jaxson´s back, before walking around him, so they stood face to face. " No, i´m not gonna take you from behind.. such a good boy, deserves to be looked upon... so beautiful. You are my fuck meat now, you get that. I want you to remember MY FACE each and everytime you look at a man, each time someone touches you ". He took a strong hold in the chaines that was linked to Jaxson´s legs, before letting them losen up a little, so he could take his legs around himself, before he started to prepare Jaxson for him.. and then thrusted slowly up inside of him, so he didnt hurt him. He started to fuck him, hard and long.. it had been hours.. before he finally almost came to a stop. He gave him a little more blood, so he could heal the jaw some more, before he bit down into his own lips, kissing Jaxson´s lips, but taking a knife forward, to Jaxson´s throat, as a warning, that he would slide the pretty head off, if he tried anything. " Fuck you are so hot, moan for me babe ". He was gleaming from the sweat on his body, having worked Jaxson for hours, not even looking like someone who wanted to stop yet.

For whole 3 days he fucked him, each single day. Talked to him, massaged him.. touched him.. gently but still dominant. He smiled by the way that Jaxson reacted to him. He didnt know that this was the last day he would ever see him again. He smiled as he took him, before kissing him up the neck. " Say it, say that you love it ". He loved having sex with Jaxson, how he just fucking took it and how he just loved it, really loved it. He had given him som more blood but not much, and the blood had been his own. He had also drinked some of Jaxson, so they were more connected while fucking.. drinking each others blood, fuck it was hot.

The loud words were like giant bells ringing in Jaxson's ears. He shut his eyes, clearly over stimulated, trying to drown out the sounds. Only it wasn't happening. He could still hear the monster's pretty voice that was ever so haunting. Always fucking haunting. He didn't open his eyes before the gentliest of kiss landed on his forehead along with a hand touching his face. Not roughly, finally he got something that wasn't pain and it was bliss. He quickly dejected his own reality - the one where he knew how fucked up he was - substituting it with blissful ignorance. This was better. This was his reality now, him, and the man with the pretty voice, together in a serene way. No punches, no yelling. The smell of blood hit his nostrils and his inner hunger was once again awakened as he did as he was bid. The blood was better than anything he'd ever tasted his entire life! It also did not smell human, but that mattered little. It was amazing, but it wasn't enough. He always wanted more. But he dared not ask, because the man was his master now, and one should not ask for more unless the master was inclined to give more.

He heard the zipper going and felt a touch running gently down his spine and he could do nothing but groan in pleasure. It almost dulled down the burning sensation in his entire body. Maybe this would make all the pain go away. He had a glimmer of hope that it would.
And then it began. The pure pleasure of being fucked by a man that was actually beautiful. It all mixed together so that the fear from before was gone. It was as if he couldn't even feel the trapping chains around his own wrist because this was so good. This was all he wanted, nothing more, nothing less. He found himself leaning in to all the gentle touches and not even the blade at his throat scared him anymore. It was just a formality as the stranger started kissing him, giving him more of that sweet, sweet blood. He gave in to all the commands given to him, moaning when asked to, even when not asked to as well.

Three days they were at it. The worst parts were the breaks in-between the sex they had together. When Jaxson was alone in that cold, dark cell. Those were the times where he realized he was trapped in here and that he would never get out. But every time the velvety beautiful man returned, his ache to be free diminished. He wanted this. "I.. I love it.. I want it.. Please, give it to me," he would whisper every time, his voice sometimes faltering because deep inside he knew it was wrong, but it was still good, and he didn't want to return to the pain and loneliness ever again.
"Please.. Can I have more?" not only the sex. But the man's blood was the most smooth, great-tasting blood and he couldn't say no to it. It was so fucking addicting.

He smiled as Jaxson had turned around, almost seeming like a completely other person. The once before strong man, was now so broken, that he begged after him, said that he loved it. It was such sweet music to his ears, how he fucking loved to fuck this man, but also making him beg for him. " Fuck you are turning me on babe. Those words, they just go straight to my crotch, like no kidding. Look ". He took a little hold in the crotch of his pants, where it was clear as day how hard he was for Jaxson. He walked slowly over to him, this time with a gentle gaze to the most murderous eyes, that had before resembled an icy storm. He kissed the cheek of Jaxson´s, before licking over his lips, catching the lips in a greedy way, as if he tried to steal them from Jaxson. " Fuck.. ". He exclaimed to himself, from just the pure pleasure of thinking about fucking him, and the taste.. the fucking taste.

When Jaxson asked if he could get more, he smiled, before saying " So you want more.. then you will have to be a good boy and take it from my mouth or.. ". He took his knife from his pants, before gently letting it glide over his own skin, feeling it break the skin, before he stood closer to Jaxson, not afraid of him anymore, cause he knew a broken man when he saw him.. and Jaxson was broken beyond repair. He took a gentle hold of his head, slowly letting him lick his bare chest, where blood was flowing from, before biting into his own lip, so his mouth slowly started to fill with blood, before he leaned down to Jaxson, taking his lips again against his.. feeding him the blood through the kiss. He could feel himself getting hard again, but he also knew that it had to stop someday. He slowly started to let the kiss go, before looking into his eyes, saying with the last words. " This.. will be the last day we will ever see each other babe.. so treasure everything ".

After that.. he took a strong hold in him, before biting into Jaxson´s skin, right at the neck, with his own human teeth, biting so hard, that it drew blood, before he took with his free hand, one of Jaxson´s legs, pulled it up, so he could hold around his hips, before freeing his manhood, stroking against Jaxson´s, before stroking both their manhoods together. He wanted them to come together, but not like this. When he felt like he had tired Jaxson enough, he gently let the chains go... letting them fall down, before looking at Jaxson. " You can go free now if you want.. or you can stay here.. and fuck with me one last time.. choose Jaxson Legend, choose me ". He held his arms out. If Jaxson didnt choose him, if he tried to walk, there would be people outside waiting for him, but if he tried to attack him, then there would come people outside.. but he trusted that he had done a good enough job. " You can drink a little from me.. while being fucked ". He licked his lips, looking at Jaxson with such a gentle gaze to the icy blue eyes, waiting.. " Time is running out Jaxson.. what do you choose ".

Hanging there in his chains, Jax didn't mind the monster's voice, because it sounded gentle. He nodded in agreement at seeing how hard the man was, but no happiness was showing in his face. His eyes were just dead, but not in the void-of-all-emotion dead. More like he was exhausted, drained and really sad. He couldn't smile anymore, because even though he loved the pleasure of being with the monster, it was an illusion for him, one that he couldn't break. He sighed when the man kissed his cheek, becoming more limp from the touch. It was still as nice as the three days prior to this.

He looked up when the man cut into himself, letting blood flow freely and greedily followed up on his instructions, eagerly licking the blood off his chest, not even caring how debasing it felt or looked. It was blood. Not just blood. It was his blood. The best blood ever.
It was even better when the blood was introduced to him through a very tender kiss. He wanted it to last forever, but it didn't take long before the man broke off the kiss to tell him that this would be the last time they would see each other. "No.. No, I can't, don't leave," the panic was clear in his voice and his eyes were silently begging the man to stay. If he left, Jax would be alone. Or worse.. The other men could appear. He didn't want to be with the other men. They hurt too much.

Then the grip on him tightened and he felt short agony as the monster bit down into his neck, sucking blood out of him. What little, precious blood he had in his tired body. That's when it shortly dawned on him. He was going to die here. He was completely sure. And that fear gave him a clearer mind only for at little time after the monster was done drinking and he just sagged and crumbled in front of him. He was going to choose and for a split second, his old rage splintered through. His eyes becoming like passionate fire, the strong Jaxson getting a foot-hold. "No," that one word was the simplest he'd ever uttered, but the minute it came out of his angered being, fear gradually took over. His choice only lasted for a few seconds, but it was long seconds. Then he crashed again, into the new broken thing he'd become and he became terrified and desperate. He didn't want the man to leave. No, he just couldn't. "Yes.. Please.. Don't leave.. I don't wanna be alone again, please just stay!" he yanked his chains, desperate to be near the velvet-voiced monster again, but it was a feeble attempt. "I can't take it.. I want you," it was pathetic really, especially after his short break-through before.

He held out his arm, almost in victory, before hearing his no. He felt it, how his blood began to boil. How dared he. He had trained him so fucking well, and now?!, the fucking ass started to complain, after him having been so sweet to him. He walked over to him, before looking into his eyes, taking a hard grab in the black thick hair of Jaxson´s before he looked into his eyes. " AM.I.A.FUCKING.JOKE.TO.YOU!?. HAH? ". He held his hand up in front of his ear, almost as if he wanted to make the chances even better for himself, to hear Jaxson apologize to him, even if he didnt want to or did. He turned his back to Jaxson, as he heard him, he stopped.. before turning around, taking out his knife and then walked right up to Jaxson´s face and let the knife slide from his lips to his throat, down from it.. to the middle of his chest. He took another strong hold of Jaxson´s hair, before looking into his eyes, letting the knife just BARELY touch his eyes almost. It didnt, but it was so close, that if Jaxson blinked, he would be able to feel the knife on his eyelashes. " Now you fucking listen to me babe okay ". He smiled sinister, before kissing him down the face, after having removed the knife once more, but he held it at Jaxson´s throat. " Listen.. if i fuck you right here and now, i want you to do something for me, and if you say no once more, im gonna fucking stab you to death. YOU HEAR ME? ". He smiled, as he waited for an answer. If Jaxson said yes, or nothing.. he would just start talking again.

" Good boy ". He clapped his cheek a little, before holding the knife, not at the sharp side towards Jaxson, but the side of the knife. " Lick it ". He waited, before he started to grab Jaxson´s legs. " Take your arms around me, and your legs. DO IT! ". He waited patiently for Jaxson to do this, before he would position himself outside of Jaxson´s hole once more. " Okay now, so i want you to listen carefully.. ". He started to kiss Jaxson´s lips, as he pressed himself inside of Jaxson, pressing the knife at the same speed, into Jaxson´s stomach at the side, not hitting anything vital, before saying " This is a spring knife, so it will ONLY feel like a.. major discomfort, but listen. I want you to fucking move bitch, and i want you to RIDE my FUCKING COCK, while i continue holding this knife inside of you, so you can feel the FUCKING! ". He took a strong hold i Jaxson´s hair now, squeezing, while moving Jaxson´s head backwards, so Jaxson´s throat would be visible and stretched. " GUT WRENCHING PAIN AS I DO. EVER. GOOD. DAMN. FUCKING. TIME. YOU. SAY. NO. TO ME. Do you understand me!?, cause if you do, you better start moving those fucking HIPS, or i will GUT YOU RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW! ". He laughed a little, as he did this, before waiting for Jaxson to start moving, start fucking him.. still with the knife held inside of Jaxson´s side, at his stomach.

He could feel the anger boiling and it scared him shitless. The man grabbed him in his hair, and he tenses immediately, recoiling from the negative touch, but he wasn't strong enough to get out of it. Instead his senses were barraged as the man yelled loudly at him, causing him to stare into those ice cold eyes as if they were death itself. This was bad. Really, really bad. He needed to do something, please the monster so it would be quiet and gentle again, but he couldn't, not before the man let go of him turning his back on him. "N-no.. I.. I'm sorry," but it was too late. The knife was out again and as it slid down his body, he shivered in fear, until he was grabbed by his hair once again, letting the man have complete control over him. The knife was now so close to his eyes, he could see the glint of cold steel perfectly. He tensed up again, being completely still as to avoid it. Luckily the monster didn't stab his eye out.

It was weird. The monster's commanding voice, mixed with cold steel at his throat and the pleasure of being kissed down his face. Jax couldn't keep track of it. He couldn't even keep up with it because it was all happening so fucking fast. "Yes!" his response was instant, too fearful of what might happen if he didn't say anything. He tensed up again when his cheek was clapped as if he'd expected a punch or a stab, but didn't attempt to move away. That would only anger the monster even more. As the knife and the command were presented to him, he did exactly what was asked of him, licking the cold steel until the man spoke again. He moved painfully to do as asked even though he barely had the strength to do it, but still too fucking scared to not do it. It was weird being the one to take action, but he even though he technically held the monster in his arms, he didn't feel safe at all.

The kiss made him moan ever so slightly because of the pleasure. Then the monster was inside of him again, with more pleasure, but at the same time, gut-wrenching pain in his stomach that made him loosen his grip on the man as cried out in surprised pain. He'd never been stabbed before like this. It was highly uncomfortable and painful. Meanwhile the monster was yelling even louder, his voice crashing into Jax' earlobes making everything even more painful. "I.. Understand," he growled through clenched teeth, trying to work himself through the fiery pain in the side of his stomach, before doing as commanded again, riding the monster as well as he could. He was experienced in this. He'd done it more times than he could count. But he'd never done it with a knife stuck in his stomach or with chains around his wrist. It was extremely painful and fattiguing, but he kept going, aiming to make the monster happy. "Is this.. How.. You want it?" Jaxson's voice was strained, but he needed to know if he should move slower or faster. Right now he was going at an okay speed.

He was DONE being nice to this man. If he couldnt get it into his thick skull, he could just fucking get it, just the way he liked it. Painful and without any options at all. He felt a rage inside, as he took a strong hold around Jaxson´s neck, before he slowly started to squeeze more and more around it, as to make him feel choked, even if he didnt breath, he should stille be able to feel his throat, and everything that followed with internal organs. He pulled the knife out with a hard and quick yank, before throwing it over to the side, before he took a hold around Jaxson´s waist, with his free hand, starting to move faster up inside of him, harder.. deeper, so he really could feel him, before closing his eyes for a second, as he moaned against Jaxson´s shoulder, still holding a tight grib around his throat.

He didnt care for making him feel pleasure at all.. all he wanted was finish it with him and then let him rot until he starve to mumification or death. He couldnt care less right now, as he fucked him almost senseless, again in long draught, before he bit down into his flesh with his human teeth, pulling in it, so Jaxson would start to bleed, before he came up inside of him, while doing this. He let go of him so fast, and walked back, as Jaxson probably would glide away from him and then get his arms stretched or even pulled out of their placements, before he would spit in front of Jaxson. " Thats what you get for defying ME!. I warned you babe, ONE FUCKING FUCK UP, and it was DONE! ".

He had it with Jaxson. He looked him close into the eyes, before walking over to him, leaving a last intense and greedy kiss on his lips, before he removed his hands from his lips, as he gently stroke his cheek, before he turned his back to him. " Goodbye Jaxson Legend, may limbo welcome the soulless piece of flesh you are ". He laughed, before walking over to the door, but first he took the video kamera inside the stuffed unicorn, before he threw it to the side and then walked out the door, but not before he looked back at Jaxson, with a final sinister smile on his sweet lips, as his icy blue eyes, almost glowed in the light and the door closed one final time behind him, only to never be opened again..... as he left the building with his crew. For good.


//Out//

The only good thing about being choked was the fact that Jaxson didn't actually feel choked. There was only the pain of his neck-muscles being squished really hard and then of course the knife moving inside him, hot burning sharp pain. He groaned in pain when he blade was ripped out of his body, then thrown away with a metallic clanking sound along with Jaxson's sounds of displeasure. This was not what he wanted. All he wanted was the sweet release, to forget who he was and to only remember the kind version of the monster's face. But even that was out of reach as of now. Instead he was being fucked senseless nothing but harsh grips of his body was being given to him.¨

It was over after some time, as the monster both came inside of him and ripped into his neck like a wild animal. It hurt, but not as much as the knife.
And then he was let go, falling to the ground his left shoulder giving up with a pop-cracking sound. He made it to one knee and managed to crack the shoulder back into place while the monster yelled at him. "No! I said I was sorry! I said was sorry" his words were to no avail. The monster had made his mind about things. All he got in return was one last kiss, one that was so greedy it made Jaxson greedy after more.

"No, don't leave me! DON'T FUCKING LEAVE ME!" but the monster did. The monster left, so did his monster-goons and soon there was nothing but silence, driving Jax crazy. He tried to get out, but the chains prevented him, he screamed for the monster to come back, but the monster didn't come back. After hours upon hours of screming, tossing and turning and trying to break out the broken vampire slowly gave up. He was never going to get out of here. Nobody would find him. And the monster was gone, with his velvet-voice and bare chest and the goons and there was just pure nothing.

//Out//