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]

Knives touches Vash gently, trailing his hands over his back before he starts to slowly tug up his shirt so that he can touch the scarred skin of Vash's back.

[goldenglasses]

Vash tries to ignore the way his stomach feels and turns off his mind. Falling into the desperate heat that has been building. Knives is going too slow. He tries to yank and pull his shirt off faster for his brother.

[samahl]

Knives tugs off Vash's shirt and then adjusts so that he can hold onto Vash and flip them around. He's able to hold onto Vash with powerful arms and turn them so that Vash is on his back against the cool grass and Knives is looming over him.

Once he's in that position, Knives works to take off the rest of his clothes.

[goldenglasses]

It's easy to move his brother into any position he desires. It's been a long time since Vash has resisted sexual advances. He's learned the hard way that he should stay in whatever position he's shoved into no matter how uncomfortable it may be for him. It's the best way to keep those he cares about safe.

This? This is actually nice. The dress is cool and somewhat soft against his burning skin. His chest heaving with a spiraling desire. He avoids looking at his brother's face. Trying to pretend he was anyone other than his brother. Instead his eyes are hungrily focused on his brother's pants.

[samahl]

Knives doesn't move at all to take off his own clothes. Instead, he exposes Vash's scarred body and trails his pale hands along his hips. His hands move to stroke and explore, until one hand is stroking Vash's cock while the other reaches between his legs to tease the lips of the near-finished opening.

[goldenglasses]

Vash's legs are already quivering by the time Knives touches him. His fingers will quickly become slick with Vash's wetness when he teases that opening. Vash inhales sharply and arches his back. "K--Knives!" He pleads, but it's so hard for him to think straight right now.

[samahl]

Knives doesn't respond. Instead, he just focuses on moving his hands to pleasure Vash. His gaze is focused on Vash's body and what it takes to get him off. If he seems like he likes it, Knives will push his fingers in and out of Vash's body while his other hand continues to stroke Vash's cock. The movement is faster than others might be able to handle, and it feels like his skin is the perfect temperature as he tries to drive Vash towards his peak.

[goldenglasses]

It's clear that Vash is enjoying everything that his brother is doing. Vash moans loudly and constantly with each touch of those fingers. He looks away and closes his eyes. Pretending it's Cyril's hands in him. Even though those fingers are much too big to belong to Cyril it helps him relax a bit more.

To the point that he starts to rock his hips. Desperately wanting to fuck himself on those fingers as his brother strokes him. Without wound up he's been all day it doesn't take long before Vash is shouting and hot release comes sprouting forth.

[samahl]

Knives moves his fingers as Vash's hips rock. He stays silent but he looks down at Vash and takes in every movement of his body. When Vash finally comes, he keeps moving just enough to ensure he moves Vash through all of his pleasure.

[goldenglasses]

"Ahh. Ahh... ooohh... oohh..." His whole body is shaking and tears are running down his face. He hates that he can't tell if the tears are because of the shame or relief he's feeling as his brother milks all of his release from him. He moans with each stroke of his brother's hand.

[samahl]

Eventually, Knives's hands slow and he pulls away from Vash. He moves to the river to wash his hands, leaving Vash where he is for now.

[goldenglasses]

He knows he should get up and wash himself. Truthfully, he's a bit scared that if he moves too quickly then it might start up all over again. After a couple minutes he finally starts to push himself up. Still gasping for breath and having a little trouble coming back down.

[samahl]

"Do you need a moment?" Knives asks. Finally speaking.

[goldenglasses]

"Y--yeah." He swallows. "Yeah. I think, just a minute." He will take that minute then slowly gets up on wobbly legs to move to the river. His face is red and he looks towards the ground as he begins to splash water and clean himself.

[samahl]

Knives moves away to give Vash space as he cleans up. He gets Vash's clothes and brings them to him once he's out of the river.

"Will you be better now?" he asks.

[goldenglasses]

He can't look at his brother as he gets dressed. "I think... for awhile." This is twice now this has happened. "I think when they change me, they did something to make my body crave sex."

[samahl]

"Hm. According to the two that were taken from that estate, they heightened your nerves. They did it worse to the Lavellan and those two. The transformation wasn't complete with you because they misunderstood how to change a Plant..."

[goldenglasses]

"It makes sense. They wanted me to breed so increasing that would have helped if I hadn't been a failure." His mind is still screwed up enough that he feels like it's his fault that the procedure to change him is his fault.

[samahl]

"Hm. You shouldn't neglect what your body needs. It's bad enough you treat it as disposable."

[goldenglasses]

"I was hoping it would be like a food craving." He finishes getting dressed. "That it would go away after a little while."

[samahl]

"Well, now we have two examples of that not being the case," Knives says casually.

"I'm going back. I'll make sure the boys are still sleeping soundly. If you still need a moment."

He doesn't really wait for Vash, just turns to leave.

[goldenglasses]

"Yeah, I'll be there... in just a minute." The horror of what he's done is sinking in and he doesn't want Knives to see him breaking down over it.

[samahl]

Knives heads to the cabin and lets the elf who came by leave. He settles into bed and listens to the boys sleeping.

[goldenglasses]

Vash lets himself have a small melt down. It won't be as strong as the other day. He's able to keep it from reaching the cabin, but Knives may hear his brother's scream carry on the wind.

It's about twenty minutes after Knives had laid down that Vash returns. Silently crawling into bed with his back turned towards his brother.

oh dang i should probably go to bed x_x

[samahl]

When Vash gets back, Knives has his back turned to Vash's side of the bed, too. He seems to be actually sleeping, but in reality, he's mostly just listening.