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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[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..."

[goldenglasses]

"Yeah, I just need a minute to wipe my hands then I'll help." He also needs a minute to catch his breath. Using wiping his hands as an excuse to keep his back to Cyril.

By the time he's done he's schooled his features to be neutral. Although he smiles a little sadly as the twins cling to Cyril. They were getting use to the pattern now. After nap is when their father stays behind. "Come on, boys. It's time to go home."

[samahl]

Cyril tugs back on his shirt and goes to get the boys. He smiles at them and kisses the top of each of their heads. "It's alright boys. We'll be together again soon."

[goldenglasses]

"Yeah. Tomorrow will be here before you know it." When they start to depart, Vash starts to lean in to kiss Cyril goodbye. Then hesitates. If Cyril doesn't move in or do something to show Vash he's happy to receive a kiss, then Vash will fully pull himself back to stop himself from kissing Cyril's cheek.

[samahl]

Cyril leans up and kisses Vash gently. "I'll see you tomorrow," he says as he pulls back.

[goldenglasses]

His heart flutters with joy when Cyril kisses him. Maybe he hasn't ruined everything between them. "Yeah, I can't wait either."

He'll let the boys walk some of the way home. They have a bunch of energy after their nap. It doesn't stop Vash from looking flushed and a bit sweaty by the time they make it back to the cabin.

[samahl]

Knives is inside when Vash gets back home, having finished up taking care of the cabin. He looks up when Vash gets home, considering him and the boys.

[goldenglasses]

Vash helps the boys out of the cart and they go running to their favorite uncle. Vash is trying to act normal even as his body feels like he's on fire. "Do you think you can watch the boys for a few minutes?"

[samahl]

Knives nods. "All right," he says. He focuses on getting the boys a snack then.

[goldenglasses]

Vash leaves. Heading into the woods to try and get himself off. After about 20 minutes he had a disappointing orgasm and doesn't feel any better. He feels a little irritable as he comes back, but he hides that from his brother.

"Were they good boys?"

[samahl]

"Hm-mm," Knives says. He's finished with the snack and is cleaning them up before they can play. "They always are."

[goldenglasses]

"They're perfect." He grunts as his kids throw themselves at him. Laughing they each cling to one of Vash's legs and enjoy making Vash walk awkwardly around the cabin. "Maybe we should go for a walk tonight?" Vash suggests. Hoping the cool air might help him.

[samahl]

Knives nods, agreeing. "We can. I've been monitoring the surrounding area and it's still clear. Lavellan did pick a nice secluded village to hide in."