Bad End Part 6 - Never let the pain stop

[goldenglasses]

CW: Noncon, dubcon, gaslighting, violence, imprisonment, confinement, bondage, sex toys, humiliation, body modifications, forced feminization, child death, sex slavery, forced pregnancy, degradation, miscarriages, mental manipulation, drug use, overdose, restraints, violence, torture, monster fucking, and everything awful. I feel I'm forgetting some warning so please be careful if you're reading this as we are going to go very dark.

Things only continue to get worse. Vash continues to spiral and loose himself the more the mind breaking continues. The mages continue to use Cyril like he's nothing but a toy to use and throw away. Yet, any chance they have to have together the love Vash and Cyril share together stays strong. For now that remains unbroken. With every day only getting worse that will continue to be challenged.

Cyril tries to look Vash in the eye. He may be disappointed by the way Vash's eyes drift to the side towards Cyril's shoulder. He tries to do it slowly and not draw attention to it, but as he's looking for it, it will be easy for Cyril to spot.



[name reference:
Chasind Warrior - Enid
Pack Leader - Roderic
Pack Warrior - Hyde
Pack Rogue - Alpin
Right bastard - Shira
Mage Male - Durand
Mage Female - Duclea
Creepy 'Doctor' - Nikolai
French Lady - Elyna
Mage - Arabelle
Mage - Eirk

Elf slave leader: Taenya
Taenya's son: Marikoth
Half-elves: Kythaela and Lierin
Cyril's replacement name: Lyra
Human Slave: Sarah
Master's Friend: Rupert
Two slave boys: Poppet and Honey
Cyril and Marikoth's child: Cassandra
Cyril and Vash's kids: Alex and Soren

The mages
Vash's master: Titus
One into elves: Claudius
Third mage: Aelius
Poppet and Honey's creator: Appius

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Comments

[goldenglasses]

"I think you might know where we're staying. It's an old hunting lodge. I heard that the Inquisition used it briefly."

i won't be tagging much tonight. i injured my hand x_x

[samahl]

Cyril nods. "My scouts did, when they first arrived here. To ensure it was a safe place for me."

Oh no! I hope it gets better quickly! I'm at work anyway so I won't be around much either.

[goldenglasses]

"I hope no one minds that we've moved in. We can find somewhere else if you end up needing it." The last thing he wants is to be in Cyril's way.

"For now, it seems a good distance from town that no one should be stumbling into Knives, but not too far that you can't visit the boys when you have a chance. Or too far for me to bring them to you."

[samahl]

"I agree," Cyril says after a moment. "No one else will need it, and it's a good way for Knives to have space." Then, after a moment. "Will he be comfortable with you bringing the boys to me though?"

At a con so replies will be random!

[goldenglasses]

"You are their father." He says rather than his honest opinion. "I think I've started to help him think differently about you."

ooh have fun!

[samahl]

Cyril raises his brow, clearly unsure that he can believe that, but he doesn't say anything. "And, what about now?" he asks. "What would you like to do with me right now that we're together?"

I have spent too much money. Weep. But I hope your hand is doing better!

[goldenglasses]

"What I want?" It feels like such a scary thought. Maybe he can start small. "I just want to hold your hand and spend time with you."

yes. much better. :D some bruising but it's alright

[samahl]

"Let's go for a walk then." He stands and moves around to hold out his hand to Vash.

That's good!

[goldenglasses]

There is only a little hesitation before he takes Cyril's hand. Giving it a squeeze. "I actually had a nice dream about you last night." The way his cheeks fill with colour suggests it was a dirty one.

think i'm gonna lie down though. enjoy the con!

[samahl]

"Oh? Why don't you tell me about it?" Cyril asks with a smile.

Have a good sleep!

[goldenglasses]

"Well, we were travelling together and we had to make camp in the snow. And it was very cold until we started to share a blanket and get warmed up."

[samahl]

"Hmm. I think I had that fantasy before. Probably when we were younger and traveling in the snow..."

[goldenglasses]

"You know, I wish I had been more open and honest about my feelings for you back then." He feels like he's wasted so much time.

[samahl]

"Well, don't dwell on it too much. A part of me liked the chase."

[goldenglasses]

"Yeah? Did you? That's good, because I made you chase for awhile, didn't I? I was pretty clueless back then."

[samahl]

Cyril shrugs. "You're situation is complicated. I understand wanting to keep people you care about out of it."

[goldenglasses]

"For all the good it did you." He shakes his head. "Sorry, not suppose to be dwelling on the past too much." How he misses those easy days.

"Would you have time to have lunch with our kids? I bought Knives some new clothes. I could distract him with that while you spend time with them."

[samahl]

Cyril considers for a moment. "Sure. But let's take that walk first, hm? I want to spend time with you too. We can take the long way around to the cabin." He'll be content to just walk with Vash for a bit without talking if needed. He just wants to spend time with him.

[goldenglasses]

"That sounds nice." Vash never lets go of Cyril's hand as they walk. "I've been able to get some toys for the boys." It's easier for him to talk about the twins than himself. "I've been trying to help out around town in exchange for things they need. If there is anything I can do the help the Inquisition? I hope you know you only need to ask."

[samahl]

"Oh. That's a good idea." Then, after a moment, "You know, I used to make toys. For the children of my Clan. Too old for the boys now, though. They were mostly puzzle boxes."

[goldenglasses]

"You never know." Vash muses out loud. "Knives and I were much smarter than other kids our age would have been. It might not be very long before they can start solving them."

[samahl]

Cyril nods. "That's right. They'll probably be pretty mature in just a few months, hm? If they age similarly to you two..." He sounds almost a little sad about that.

[goldenglasses]

"Maybe." He muses with a hum. "We kept wishing for them to not age too fast. Maybe they'll have picked up on that."

[samahl]

Cyril frowns at that idea too. "That doesn't sound very healthy for them..." he admits after a moment.

[goldenglasses]

"Maybe not." Vash suddenly feels guilty about wanting his kids to stay young for as long as possible. "But... I think they're happy? Do you get the sense that they're happy when you're with them?"