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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About to start my gym session. I'll be quiet for at least an hour

[goldenglasses]

With a nod, Vash leans in to give Cyril's cheek a kiss. "Thank you. For letting my brother be a part of our lives." Even if Vash knows it's not exactly a real choice Cyril is making.

have a good session!

[samahl]

Cyril knows that he can't really stop Knives from doing anything, though. He accepts the kiss and braces himself.

In the cabin, the boys start to get restless when they notice that Cyril is coming closer. Soren even begins to scoot himself to the door. Crawling to get himself nearer the parent he misses. Knives scoops him up carefully to stop himself from getting in the way when the door opens, meaning that Knives is near the doorway when Vash opens it to let Cyril in.

Body is sore in a good way

[goldenglasses]

Vash smiles as he carefully opens the door. Sensing his son and Knives close to the door. The smile may look familiar, but he still doesn't look his brother in the eye. Instead looking towards the floor as he enters.

"Hello, I've brought a friend back with me for lunch." His voice is cheerful, but the thought he sends to Knives is pleading.

Be nice. Please.

[samahl]

Knives makes a sound like "hmph" and then hands Soren over to Vash. "Your son was trying to get to you. He was going to crawl out of the door."

Cyril smiles at that, because even despite how nervous he is being around Knives the idea of that is heartwarming.

[goldenglasses]

"Oh yeah? Are you going to grow up to be a speed demon like your uncle?" Vash teases and bounces his son in his arms. When he looks at his boy his smile brightens up instantly.

"And as much as I think you did miss me, I think maybe it was someone else you missed just a little more this time." He turns towards Cyril and holds the boy out to him to take.

[samahl]

The baby basically flings himself at Cyril once Vash starts to hand him over. Cyril is quick to scoop him up and laughs softly. "Whoa there," he says.

As he does, Alex starts to crawl over to Cyril, clearly planning to also be picked up.

[goldenglasses]

Vash chuckles as babbles his way closer to them. Scooping him up when he gets to their feet. Holding him close to Cyril. "They're so quick. They must keep you pretty busy when I'm out of the house, huh?"

[samahl]

Knives shrugs and sets to making some food for the boys. He'll leave a space in the small kitchen area for Vash to make food for himself and Cyril if he wants.

"I don't mind," he says. He doesn't exactly turn his back on Cyril, making sure to keep Cyril and the boys within his line of sight.

Cyril ends up taking both boys and playing with some of the toys that Vash found.

[goldenglasses]

Vash has manged to find a couple more toys for the boys this morning, but new clothes for Knives will take a bit longer. There wasn't much ready made that Vash could afford. Although he has arranged some cloth and help from an older woman to work on making some.

"Mind distracting them as I make lunch?" He asks, knowing Cyril won't say no. Already heading to the kitchen area once Cyril is settled further in the house with the twins.

It's a simple meal he'll make them all. Even setting aside a little for Knives if his brother wants to join them in eating together.

[samahl]

Knives clearly doesn't. In fact, he spends a little bit of time after the food is made to get himself ready to leave.

"I'm going to check on my people and patrol for a little while." Really, he won't go far. He wants to be able to sense the boys.

Cyril lets Vash handle his brother, too uncomfortable to speak while Knives is around.

[goldenglasses]

"Alright, we'll be here if you need anything." He's not about to tell his brother what he can and can't do. But Vash will be keeping a light tab on his brother to make sure nothing sets his twin off.

He still gives a sigh of relief when he leaves. "Hungry? Hope soup is alright."

[samahl]

Cyril nods. "It sounds wonderful," he says. Really, what sounds wonderful is just spending some time with Vash and the boys.

For a while, he just focuses on that. Feeding the boys and then eating his soup.

[goldenglasses]

It seems Vash still doesn't have his once endless appetite back. Often forgetting his own meal as he enjoys time with Cyril and his sons. Although he does go back to eat if reminded he should or when he nearly bumps his forgotten bowl.

"It's simple, but it's a nice little place."

[samahl]

Cyril does remind him gently, but doesn't push.

"It is. I didn't stay here myself, but Harding called it cozy." He looks around. "She's not wrong. It's a nice place to have the boys for now..." Then, after a moment. "And you're comfortable being cooped up with your brother?"

[goldenglasses]

"Of course. He was never a threat to me." A pause. "A direct threat." Says the man missing an arm because of Knives.

"And I know the boys will be safe with him around. He won't let anything happen to them like I did."

alrighty i gotta head to bed now. have a good night!

[samahl]

Cyril frowns at that final statement. "You didn't have a choice, Vash. Neither of us did."

Have a good night!

[goldenglasses]

"I could have killed them." He says softly. "Knives wouldn't hesitate to do everything he can to save them where I did."

[samahl]

Cyril shakes his head. "When the mages first got you, you weren't in full control of yourself, and then by the time you were free of it, they had already put on the collar. There was nothing you could do, Vash. I promise you. All that matters now is that we're free and together."

[goldenglasses]

"And why wasn't I in control of myself?" Vash asks gently as he picks up one of his sons to playfully bounce in his lap. "I was high. Even now, a part of me wants to be high. To just... drift and forget for awhile. I know how dangerous that is for those around me, but I still don't know if I'd say no if you offered me some right now."

[samahl]

"And why were you high? Because the wolves used drugs to control you, because they didn't have the magic those mages did. And why were you with them? Because of me." Cyril counters.

Talking about the wolves makes a spike of panic appear in his chest, though, and he's not skilled enough to keep it hidden from Vash, even if his face doesn't give anything away.

[goldenglasses]

"This really isn't productive, is it?" He says with a rueful smile. Deciding pointing out the wolves were only interested in Cyril because of him and Knives.

He holds open his arms welcoming and hoping that Cyril might lean into the hug he's trying to offer. "We're here now. Our miracle boys exist and are safe. The wolves and mages are dead. They're not coming after us ever again."

[samahl]

After a moment, Cyril does lean into it. He takes a shaky breath. "You blaming yourself is never productive, and yet you still do it every chance you can."

[goldenglasses]

"Sorry." He says out loud while not actually being sorry. "I'll try to stop." Unlikely. More he'll try to stop saying anything to Cyril about it.

[samahl]

"Hn," Cyril groans softly. "That doesn't seem to be something that's easy to stop."

[goldenglasses]

"It's not." He sees no point in denying that. "But you make me want to try." He gives Cyril a kiss. A kiss that is briefly interrupted by Alex's hand playfully slapping at his parents faces. Making sure they don't forget to pay more attention to him than each other.