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

[samahl]

"Hmm... Taking a walk would make them dirty again... Maybe play a game?"

[goldenglasses]

"A game could work. We could play the jump on uncle Knives game."

[samahl]

Knives seems surprised, but he doesn't protest when the boys move to tackle him. He's careful to guide them into more graceful movement. He turns it into teaching them how to coordinate and move.

[goldenglasses]

Vash doesn't leave the twins with his brother for too long. Coming over to share the load of being a living mountain for the boys to climb and jump on. Vash taking turns lifting them up into the air and back down again. Going into tickle attacks to make sure they're not overwhelming his brother.

He doesn't try to make it too much into a teaching tool as his brother does. Letting the boys learn naturally from their own mistakes. Much more focused on the fun element of the play until they get the majority of their energy out of their systems.

[samahl]

Eventually, Knives tries to get them to settle again. "All right boys. It's time for bed..."

[goldenglasses]

"Come on. I'll tell you two a story." Vash gets himself settled between the boys. He weave a tale about a brave elf. One who overcomes many odds in order to save the world and bring lots of candy for two special boys.

[samahl]

Knives lets Vash tell his story and pulls away to finish up cleaning for the night. Once he's done, he changes for bed too. He plans on resting for the rest of the night.

Feel free to interject if you'd like something to happen during this short time skip

[goldenglasses]

Vash stays up a bit longer to try and finish the clothes. He would have liked to go into town to trade his labor for more supplies, but he promised Cyril not to leave the twins too often with Knives and he promised Knives not to take the twins into town. So he plans on doing his best to make due with what he has and what Cyril can provide.

It also means that the only interactions Vash will eventually have are the boys, Cyril and his brother. He won't press Cyril for sex when he visits. He's still unsure where he stands with his lover anymore. Knowing something he said or did during his breakdown must have upset Cyril. Was it the breakdown itself? How weak he must have looked during it?

If Cyril also doesn't offer or make hints that he would like to share a bed with Vash? It means that after a couple days the throb of pain Vash always feels will grow into something different.

works for me!

[samahl]

Cyril's interactions with Vash are very similar to how they were the day after the breakdown. He is pleasant and comforting, but there's something strangely surface-level about it. He keeps his emotions closed off from Vash, not sharing anything deeper than small talk.

He also doesn't ask for sex at all. Instead, he spends his nights with Marikoth and encourages the ex-slave to use him as many times as he can every day.

The day that Vash starts to feel that growing frustration, Cyril has ended up falling asleep again his his head against Vash's arm as they sit on the couch together. The loose tunic he's wearing as slipped off his shoulder, exposing a lot of his shoulder and collar.

[goldenglasses]

Marikoth isn't nearly as violent or rough as their masters were. He also isn't as gentle as Vash tends to be. What he is, however, is very receptive and excited to learn. If Cyril directs him to go harder or faster he will. He enjoys all the extra attention Cyril gives him and wonders if maybe Cyril does love him more now. Not that he says any of this. Often too worm out and sleeping in exhaustion before he gets the chance to say so.

Together on the couch, Vash doesn't dare move or wake Cyril. Even if he's not deeply asleep, he's sure that any sleep Cyril can get will be good. Instead he swallows deeply and can't help staring at Cyril's shoulder. Some part of him wishing to shove his hand down Cyril's shirt and gives the breasts there a squeeze. He can feel his cock throbbing, but he remains still and silent.

[samahl]

Cyril stirs slightly and blinks a couple of times. "Hn..." he looks up at Vash. "Did I fall asleep?"

[goldenglasses]

"I hope so. I'm sure you could use it." Vash's smile is calm, but he feels his heart is racing. "I wasn't sure if you were just dozing or sleeping, but I didn't want to wake you."

[samahl]

"I'm not sure either," he admits. He yawns and stretches. Then he rubs his neck. "Hn. I think I rested my head at a bad angle..."

[goldenglasses]

"Sorry, maybe I should have tried to move you." He considers Cyril for a moment then makes an offer. "Would you like me to give you a massage?"

[samahl]

Cyril considers Vash for a moment and then nods. "Would you? How would you like me?"

[goldenglasses]

"The floor okay?" Vash offers as he moves to set a couch cushion between his feet. "That would give me a good angel to put a bit of pressure into it."

okay i should try to sleep. have a good night!

[samahl]

Cyril nods and moves to lie down on the cushion that Vash has set down. He closes his eyes and tries to relax, though there's a part of his body that feels that anticipation of being touched.

Have a good rest!

[goldenglasses]

Taking a deep breath, Vash reaches forward. "Okay, I'm going to start now." He warns before putting his hands on Cyril. Starting on his shoulders, Vash works his fingers in. Moving in slow, small circles that work their way down and out towards Cyril's shoulders and arms.

Vash feels no need to rush this. His whole focus is to try and make Cyril feel comfortable and relaxed. Wanting to try to work some of the tension out of Cyril's body like he would occasionally do when they were prisoners.

He ignores the way his own body grows warm and disturbingly wet. That is something he will deal with later when he's home at the cabin.

[samahl]

Cyril relaxes into the touch, groaning softly as he's touched. "Hmm... Should I take off my shirt?" he asks after a moment.

[goldenglasses]

No. Very much no. That will not make Vash's situation better.

"Yeah, do you have any lotion? It will help my hands move smoother over your skin." Damn it.

[samahl]

"Hmm. Yeah. I probably have some oils I use to stop my hands drying out." He gestures towards his desk. "In one of the drawers?" As Vash goes to get it, he takes off his top layer of clothing and then moves to lie back down.

[goldenglasses]

Vash tries hard to ignore the lump in his throat the Thr throbbing in his body a he spreads the oil over his hands.

"Ready? Might be a little cold at the start." He warns before touching Cyril.

[samahl]

"Hnn," Cyril groans as Vash starts to touch him again. He closes his eyes and tries to let himself relax and enjoy the touch.

[goldenglasses]

Vash hesitates for a second as he makes sure that was a good groan. When Cyril doesn't tell him to stop, he continues.

The more he presses and rubs his fingers into Cyril's back the stronger his desire to kiss him becomes. The motion of Cyril's body moving under his touch making it hard to think of anything other than sex.

Yet, his hands remain steady and he keeps a cap on his emotions. It didn't seem like that was something Cyril wanted from him right now. He continues the massage and ignores when he starts to feel wet. Continuing to focus on Cyril's comfort until the twins begin to wake from their nap and fuss.

[samahl]

Cyril groans when the boys start to fuss. It means that Vash has to stop and he was finally actually relaxing. "Hn. Okay... Hold on, I'll get up and get them..."