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]

Please what~~? Only it doesn't come exactly as words. More teasing feelings of trying to make Cyril try to voice what he wants. Something Vash is trying to make difficult for him to do by dragging his tongue across Cyril's folds.

[samahl]

Please make me cum, Cyril pleas into Vash's mind. Please...

[goldenglasses]

Oh? Is that all? Vash lifts his head. His face a bit red and sweaty as he leans up to give Cyril a linger kiss. Pulling back to whisper carefully into his good ear. "I think that can be arranged."

It's with soft hands that Vash carefully lifts Cyril's hips. Shifting their bodies and weight until he's able to line up and slowly sink in. Wanting to enjoy this moment and time together. To shower Cyril with affection as they begin to become one.

He might have chosen to be a little faster if he knew someone was casually walking towards the room they left the twins in.

[samahl]

Cyril's body is so ready to take Vash in. He pulls his lover close, wanting to feel as much of him as he possibly can. His body seems to cry out with desperate need.

It comes crashing down when he can sense the boys waking up in surprise.

[goldenglasses]

It feels perfect. Right. Sinking into Cyril after so long. He had been dreaming of this moment.

The kids crying in surprise and displeasure was not part of that dream.

"Boys!" Vash spares Cyril an apologetic glance before pulling out once again. Grabbing for his pants on his way out the door. Deep down he knows the boys should be safe here among Cyril's people, but he can't help the way his mind suggests all the ways his brother could be right. The danger they could be in.

Fortunately, it's just a startled Marikoth with a report in his hand. Looking unsure at the closed door with crying babies behind it. "C-Cyril? Are you two alright? Should I come in?" Why weren't the two adults answering him?

[samahl]

Cyril throws on his clothes too before running after Vash. They're pretty close to the office where they had left the boys, so it doesn't take long for them to find Marikoth standing at the doorway with the twins inside waking up and being upset at having their sleep interrupted.

[goldenglasses]

Vash takes a moment once he sees what the "danger" to his family is. Scurrying back a little to try and put his pants on a little more properly than the rush job he just did.

Although it's a little too late. Marikoth looks towards the sound of the rushing feet. Face turning red before he quickly averts his eyes away. "O-oh! I-- sorry, I thought you were--" He points awkwardly towards the door the twins are still crying behind. "I can-- should I come back?“

[samahl]

"No, dear," Cyril says gently. He puts a hand on Marikoth to get him gently out of the doorway so that Vash can go in and soothe the boys.

"Sorry. The twins went to sleep, and we moved to another room to let them rest." He's trying to pretend that he's not obliviously wearing clothes he just tossed back on.

[goldenglasses]

Marikoth's eyes do roam over Cyril's appearance, but if he notices, he doesn't say anything.

He does shoot Vash a slightly nervous glance as the tall man moves to go and pick up the first twin. Doing his best to soothe them. As if afraid Vash might do something dangerous.

"Should I help? With the kids?" He's fairly good with his daughter, but he still can be a little stiff at times. Like he's afraid of breaking Cassandra.

alright i'm gonna head to bed. hope you have a good night!

[samahl]

Cyril offers Marikoth a smile. He seems pleased that Marikoth is offering. "Oh, thank you," he says gently. "We should be all right.

Is there something you need?"

Sleep well!

[goldenglasses]

He glances quickly between Cyril and Vash. The latter who now sat down onto the bed to be able to hold both twins. He's turned his back to the door, but Cyril may pick up the soft glow coming from the Plant.

"It's the latest reports from the scouts. I thought you might want them in case they need new orders." While it's true that Marikoth is always eager to bring Cyril messages and reports - he may have also been happy to have an excuse to see what Cyril and Vash were talking about over lunch.

Although, he might have waited if he knew he was interrupting something other than lunch.

[samahl]

Cyril nods. "Thank you," he says. He takes the parchment from Marikoth and offers him a grateful smile before leaning in to kiss him gently on the cheek.

"Let me help Vash calm the boys down and then get them ready to head back. I'll come find you after?"

[goldenglasses]

"Alright." He feels unsure, but enjoys the kiss. Cyril wouldn't be kissing him if he completely messed up.

Right?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to upset the kids." He says before he moves to give Cyril and Vash a bit of space. He's never been comfortable around Vash when he's glowing.

[samahl]

Cyril reassures him but lets him go. Then he steps into the room to take over helping with the boys.

"I'm sorry, Vash," he says softly.

[goldenglasses]

Vash is trying to soothe the boys by taking in their startled feelings, but he's having a bit of trouble with how sexually frustrated he now feels. He's able to keep those feelings from the boys, but it's making it hard to take away all of their negative feelings when he's nearly at his own limit.

"It's okay-- just, can you take one?" Maybe if he's not trying to soothe both at once. Maybe he can then-- or maybe...? "I could talk you though it, what I do? To try to soothe them?" Cyril is a Plant. His bother was never able to connect with their sisters in the exact same way he could, but maybe Cyril can.

[samahl]

Cyril takes Alex and rocks him gently. He nods. "Please. Show me what to do."

[goldenglasses]

Crap. He offered, but how does he actually explain this? Especially as he's still half hard and struggling to get his mind off how uncomfortable he is right now.

"I find it's easiest to be holding them close. Trying leaning your head against their owns. Even if this doesn't work, being so close to them can be a comfort. Then, take some deep breaths. Try to clear your mind as best you can and think about them. Maybe count your heart beats. Think about it slowing down." He pauses. Letting Cyril try and get that far.

[samahl]

Cyril listens and does as Vash explains. He closes his eyes and focuses on slowing down. Slowly, Vash watches as he opens himself up to the child in his arms. He doesn't seem to have the same level of frustration that Vash does, or at least he's better at hiding it.

[goldenglasses]

"That's it." Vash encourages. "Feel him. Open yourself up to him. As long as he feels safe with you?" And he's sure their sons will. "He'll open himself up too. Then... I don't really know how to describe it with words, but you'll feel it. Feel his upset. Then just-- take that into you. Put yourself in it's place."

Talking through this with Cyril is helping his own focus. This time he finds it much easier to connect with his son and start to soothe him.

[samahl]

Guided by Vash's words, Cyril is able to do it. It's surprisingly easy for him, probably because it's with one of his sons, and the babies are the ones who made him what he is now. His whole body responds as he walks the baby through calming down and feeling comforted.

[goldenglasses]

Once Vash has his twin settled, he quickly opens his eyes. Wanting to see Cyril connecting with their son. It's absolutely beautiful to him and he simply can't understand why his brother can't see what he sees in Cyril.

[samahl]

Once the baby is calm and collected, Cyril moves to sit next to Vash. He offers him a smile. "There you are," he says gently.

[goldenglasses]

"You did really good. Are you sure you haven't done this before?" He sounds proud because he really is.

[samahl]

Cyril offers Vash a smile. "Mmm... Pretty sure I'd remember," he teases lightly.

Then, after a moment, "You should probably think about heading back. Your brother will be expecting you."

[goldenglasses]

"Yeah, I know." He groans softly. What he really wants to do is to stay the night with Cyril. "I'm sorry, but we'll see each other again tomorrow?" He needs tomorrow. Something to look forward to.