A/N: this will be my first and last warning, please do NOT expect a happy ending from this. I may consider it at some point, but until then, don't expect everything to come out okay :/ anyway, I got my inspiration for this by watching and reading trinity blood for the ..third? maybe fourth? Time and also from two songs: angels by within temptation and fake or fate by megurine luka (for all you vocaloid lovers out there) if you want to get a more general idea for where this is heading I suggest you start by looking those two songs up. This story may also stay as short, brief drabbles ranging from long to short on their own accord. If they are short I might spit out ten at a time, longer maybe six. Anyway, enjoy your drabble of whatever. I'll do my best to entertain you (well that didn't sound too apropriate ^^')

Treachery of the White Angel

Chapter 1: I love you

Chains clanked all about Esther as small tears formed in the corner of her eyes. Her short deep red hair was matted slightly ,but nonetheless drenched in her own as well as other people's blood. The ends of it dried and crusted into an ugly, distasteful brown.

Her clothes, the clothes Cain put her in, as regal and fit for royalty as they were—he messed them up by making the slashes in them as he pleased. Blood seeped and stained the fabric ,but didn't show thanks to the attire being black with gold outlines. It was fairly revealing ,but nothing Esther herself didn't mind. She was content with whatever Cain dressed her in as long as it didn't convey too much of her body.

The black and gold dress was very regal indeed, rich in fabric that only royalty could afford. The collar was tight and extended up her throat, embrued with zippers for Cain's and Cain's alone access. It was broad shouldered but held no sleeves and cut down her chest in away that still covered her breast but covered the center of each breast. It continued to cut down in a wide arch until it stopped teasingly above her nether region.

Swaying her hips in the slightest just let her know how bare and nude she was under the shortest skirt she's ever worn. The skirt itself was white underneath and layered on top with black ,but that still didn't mean Cain would've allowed that she wear anything under. Again, he liked the easy access.

The chains dug into Esther's rest as they painfully hoisted her arms into the air above her head and her knees ached from being on them for so long, it was quite the position he had her in. The one he favorited and used on her often. Her back was leaned against the wall behind her and her knees were spread apart, arms above her head. A submissive position to any male.

Not only was her wrists leaking blood from the constant friction from the chains, they were ebbed with metal spikes ensuring that she continues to bleed. Esther's throat began to once again get hoarse from the groaning she did every moment, it wasn't like she could scream anyway from being gagged with simple black rope.

She heard footsteps! From somewhere within the distance, the only light in the room was on her and nowhere else, everything around her was dark. It was Cain again. Not fully nude like last time, but not with a shirt. Dark red pants hung on his hips and long golden hair fell to his lower back. His white wings were present...all six of them. The only sound you could hear was his feet gently walking on the ground, he was barefoot.

"Hello Esther" he cooed.

She turned her head away from him, a light blush crawling on her face. That familiar feeling welling up in her stomach. He walked closer to her and squeezed the chain gorging into her wrist and she yelped loudly, tears lightly streaming down her face. He loved that, that's why she was his favorite among them all.

"It's rude of you not to great your master when he clearly says hello to you" he said dropping to his knees.

He was on eye level with her now, and she could do nothing but look at him. Her blush still resided within her cheeks and Cain saw. Loving the heat her body gave off and her obvious signs of being quite happy to see him, he gave her arms multiple licks. Even this made spasms of pleasure scorch through Esther's body, so she moaned. It came out as a strangled yelp ,but Cain got the point. His malicious smirk wouldn't contain itself and showed on his face as he lapped at her slow falling blood.

After his snack, he roughly grabbed her by the chin and stared into her deep blue eyes. Still being taller than her even on his knees, he saw the tears of frustration nearing the edges. He smirked and put his mouth near her ear, breathing a little before speaking. Aware of his breath near her ear, Esther let out a slight yelp of enticement.

"Do you want your master, Esther?" He asked simply.

He grabbed her by the jaw again and forced her to look at him. Her eyes drifted away from him as she nodded slightly. Smirking, Cain gently reached around Esther's head and untied the black rope from her mouth. Glad to be rid of it, Esther hesitantly licked the corner of her mouth, wincing at the pain it brought at just doing that. The chains and shackles fell to the ground with a loud clang and soon Esther was absolutely free of her metal prison.

She sat there still on her knees and legs spread for her master, not daring to move until he physically said so. Still seeing her in her submissive position, he smirked at her and picked her up into his arms. He wouldn't wait any longer for her. A deeper crimson of blush colored Esther's face as he continued to carry her to god knows where, she never opened her mouth to ask unless told she had permission to speak.

Cain eventually stopped at his throne made entirely out of stone. Esther looked down at it and thought it looked extremely uncomfortable to sit in. He plopped himself down into it with Esther in his lap, a cruel smile etched onto his face.

"Pleasure me Esther" he ordered.

She stifled a early moan of pleasure as she quickly unzipped his pants herself and quickly sat down on his shaft. Cain's expression didn't change, but the muscles in his neck tensed with pleasure and anticipation. Cain wondered just how long she would hold out this time and smirked to himself.

"Someones awfully eager tonight. Did you miss me that much Esther?"

Esther said nothing in response and simply closed her eyes while riding his shaft. After months of his abuse, Esther's body was quite accustomed to his length already and formed around him perfectly. Being that Cain was her first (the thought of this made Esther cry every night until she learned to except it) the walls within her still tightened slightly around him, that gave him the most pleasure.

Esther tried to at least hold back her constant moans, but with Cain her master, it was imppossible. She moaned his name, switching between master, her lord, or simply Cain until she couldn't bare it any longer. Her thighs were tired and sore and her knees felt as though they were about to give way, Cain was not satisfied yet.

"Tired already? Haven't I taught you better?"

He smirked again and maneuvered her quickly onto the ground, his length still occupying itself inside her.

"I will punish you for making me do all the work myself, so prepare yourself, my star"

He began to chuckle as he pounded into Esther mercilessly. With every thrust Esther yelled out his name in complete ecstasy. She entangled her fingers in his hair and pulled on it when he hit the spots that felt good to her, she was his favorite past time. Tears streaked her face and he licked those tenderly while still deflowering her for the fifth time. She started to mewl in pain and she tightened involuntarily around his shaft, now that he was fully inside of her that movement didn't feel too nice.

Cain stopped for a full minute before raising his hand up and slapping Esther across the face, the force so strong that a thin cut made its appearance and bled lightly. She yelped out in pain as his hand connected on her bare thigh and he started up again, chuckling all the way up to his climax. He grunted over her and released himself inside, his white wings tensing as he pumped his load into her. Allowing this one moment to pass, Cain tenderly kissed Esther twice. Gently asking for entrance with his tongue and groaning pleasantly when he was granted the freedom inside her mouth, not that he needed permission. He'd take it if he felt the need or urge.

Cain stopped kissing her for a moment and stared at her expectantly, her blue eyes staring back at him with almost no emotion. Red painted her face again, she couldn't help but love him. She loved him just for seeing her tonight, even if it was for sex. She loved him despite what he did, he wasn't always this way. Still...even if he was this way since she met him she would still love him. Even if he didn't have her loyalty without constant force, he always had her love. That was one mutual understanding between the two. He knew he held her delicate ,but now hardened heart in his hands. Every now and then he would play with it with a gentle squeeze, but he found himself starting to squeeze it so hard it bled through his fingers.

"I love you Cain" she whispered.

Her lips brushed against his. Feather light and tender like his once were. The action almost angered him, she kissed him as if she was allowed access to his body as she pleased, that was surely not the case. This time, and only this time will he allow the action. After all, his star couldn't help but cling to him after there was nothing else she could cling to.

A/N: alright how was it? I'll admit, it's a little OOC but you know what I don't even care! I'm pulling rank, it's my fanfiction I can do what I want! I bet some of you are rolling your eyes at that lol ^^ read and review loves~