3/14/14: I did some slightly major editing to this chapter. The sex scene was entirely too...cheery for my taste, though maybe cheery isn't quite the right word...hm. Whatever, I felt like it wasn't really realistic. Hopefully it is now. Also, threw in some more Vlad-musings because there definitely wasn't enough of that in the first write up.
"I don't care what kind of deal the Prime Minister of England wants to make. I have no interest in 'compromises.'"
"..."
"Do what you want with the nation, Walker, I could care less. As long as everyone remains under my ultimate authority you can do as you please with the law."
"..."
"Well then kill the man, for gods sake. Obviously, he's not going to change his mind. I can't afford to have democratic thinkers like him alive anyways."
My head was throbbing. I was dimly aware of someone talking into a phone, the quiet voices sounding like a train in my aching head. The room swam when I tried opening my eyes, pupils rolling back blearily and lids feeling as though they weighed a ton.
Something was covering my mouth, forcing me to breathe heavily through my nose. I tried to remember where I was, why my whole body ached so much, but things were coming back too slowly. Brief visions flitted through my brain. Mom crying, Dad shouting, Vlad laughing...
I swallowed a pained groan, feeling my heart start to sink when it hit me. I was in so much trouble. Was Vlad in the room? Who was that on the phone? It didn't take long to figure out my legs and arms were bound tightly, restricting all movement. I tried shaking my head, forcing my fuzzy brain into full consciousness so I could at least figure out where I was.
Blinking rapidly, the dark spots in my vision slowly disappeared and I was able to take in my surroundings. I was on a stiff couch, a tall wall of books shelved behind the piece of furniture. There was a small coffee table in front of me, spotlessly clean and gleaming in the meager light. I moved my head silently and frowned, realizing where I was.
Vlad's private study.
"Most of them should quiet down when you eliminate their leader." there was a pause and then a laugh, a dark, humorless sound that could only possibly come from my arch enemy. "No no, kill anyone who tries to start trouble. The less people to fight the easier it will be to take over. And be sure to have the prison here running by the end of the month."
My heart started racing. Who was Vlad talking to? Walker? Who were they going to kill? I glanced at the glowing restraints, able to feel them repress my ghost powers and gritting my teeth in anger. The thick tape around my mouth meant no chewing at the bonds, so I tried squeezing my wrists free, hoping to make as little noise as possible.
But there was no sneaking past Vlad. Almost as soon as I tried escaping, he turned to me with a curling grin, the phone against his ear totally forgotten.
"I'm going to have to call you back." he said smoothly, never taking his eyes off me as he slowly hung up the phone.
I made sure to give him my deepest glare of loathing, watching warily as he approached the couch with languid steps. His silence unnerved me, and I struggled fruitlessly as he got closer and closer. In moments he stood right against the couch, calm posture with hands in his pockets as he looked down at me, an amused grin playing across his lips.
"You look quite pathetic, you know." he said after a long moment.
Thanks to the tape, all I could do was wish every painful death upon him as he stared at me, something I think he knew judging by the amused glint in his eye. My heart jumped in my throat when he reached down and grabbed the bindings across my chest, lifting me up and sitting down on the couch with a relaxed sigh. I was forced to lay back down in his lap, one of his arms across my chest to hold me down. I held back a gag as he played with my hair, leaning his head against his other hand and smiling down at me with lidded eyes.
Nervous butterflies started up again as he continued to stare at me, a blush coloring my face as one of his fingers stroked my face. What the hell...?
"Mmm hm hmaa?" I scowled, jerking my face away and giving him a dirty look.
Vlad's smirk split into a grin, grabbing my jaw and forcing me to look at him.
"What was that Daniel?" he asked, laughing.
I jerked my face away again, starting to get a little creeped out and struggling to get off his lap. But Vlad just pressed down on my chest harder, shifting my body so I was even closer to him and laughing it away.
"Hmm hm Hmmh!" I yelled, an uncomfortable shiver going down my spine when he started touching me again. What the heck was he doing?
"You know, I've worked so hard to get where I am that I almost don't know what to do with my prize now that I've got it." he chuckled, ignoring my blatant discomfort in favor of stroking my hair. Again. Okay, he was definitely creeping me out now.
However, I forced myself to listen to his words, if for nothing then to at least help preserve some sanity. I scrunched up my face, not appreciating being referred to as an 'it' and a 'prize.' Vlad didn't really care though, continuing to monologue as I tried to ignore the uncomfortable distance between us.
"Your father was quite upset when I left with you. Had to have him knocked unconscious before I left. I don't think he'll be causing much trouble for a while though. I'm sure the grief of your absence will put your family into a lengthy depression, not to mention the sudden revelation of your ghost half. Don't you wonder how they'll react to that?"
Vlad's words slowly turned into a poison, snaking into my ears and wrapping around my brain. I struggled less, listening to him even though a part of me didn't want to hear it.
"I'm sure you have many questions, don't you my boy? What do your parents think of you now? What am I going to do with them now that you're out of the picture? What's going to happen to yourself? Though you're probably not so worried about that question as much as you're worried about your friends and family. You've always been so irritatingly selfless."
"If I were you though, I'd start worrying about myself." I looked up at him, finally meeting his eyes, "You're not going to be leaving this castle for a long time, I'm afraid. Oh, don't look so anguished Daniel. What did you expect with me ruling the world? I've spent months preparing for this, my boy. I've got events in the works that you wouldn't even imagine. In fact, I do think I'll show you."
I let out a muffled yelp as Vlad suddenly stood, grabbing my arm and dragging me over to his desk. He forced me down into the chair and reached over my shoulder to turn on his laptop. In seconds he had the Internet up, and my heart dropped at the news headlines I read.
HUNDREDS PERISH IN FIRE STARTED BY GHOST ARMY
GHOSTLY INVASION, THOUSANDS DEAD
CITIZENS FLEE AS DEATH TOLL RISES
LORD PLASMIUS SETS EXAMPLE, EUROPE IN FLAMES
I shook my head, scarcely believing it. People were running and screaming in the pictures, buildings burned to the ground and toppled over into decimated streets. I looked away, feeling nausea build in my stomach.
"I started this the moment I landed from space." he said triumphantly, "Best to kill any hope of rebellion immediately, no? Once the people completely loose faith in themselves, I'll have no trouble keeping my position of power indefinitely."
The headlines flashed through my head. I could hardly believe the carnage he was so proud of. There was no way he'd managed to...to burn half the world in less than twenty four hours. There was just no way...
"And here's Amity Park." Vlad said cheerily, gripping my hair and forcing me to look at the screen when I tried to look away. "I have other castles being built, of course, but for the mean time I'm afraid we're going to be stuck here..."
I stopped listening to him. My stomach bottomed out as I gazed at the desolation that was once my town, horrified anguish pounding through me. Some news reporter was talking in the small video, but I couldn't stop focusing on the what the camera was filming. Buildings had crashed into roads and houses, fires were raging. Ghosts like the ones that invaded my home were storming through the streets, killing anyone in their path. Walls were being being erected around the town as a barricade, stacked high with barb wire and more ghostly guards, inadvertently trapping everyone inside Amity Park like rats.
"Daniel, what's wrong?" he asked, a smile in his voice.
It was a total war zone. My friends...my family...they were all out there. They could be dead! My classmates, my neighbors, everyone was being massacred and Vlad didn't even care. I had trouble getting enough air, my head was spinning. Amity was...was...
The laptop snapped shut, Vlad suddenly spinning me around to face him. I felt him pick me up, but was too horrified to protest, all those images flashing through my head. All those people...
"Don't give yourself an anxiety attack, child. At least take comfort in the fact that your family and friends are safe."
I jerked my head up to him, eyes demanding an explanation. He just gave me a light smile, still so carefree.
"I gave my minions explicit instructions not to hurt your friends and family, as I'm sure they'll be useful in the future." I didn't like his dark smile, swallowing thickly in response. Still, my heart slowly decelerated, guiltily thankful that least my friends and family were safe...for now.
"Of course, I can't say the same for anyone else you know, but as long as they're smart and keep their noses down, they should be fine." he shrugged carelessly, walking through the closed door of his study and down the silent hallway. As sad as his reassurances were, they did manage to calm me down slightly. Most of the people I knew we're fairly smart and could probably take care of themselves, so at least there was some hope. Now all I had to do was get out of here so I could go help them.
"All in all, things are going quite smoothly." he continued. I looked around the dark halls suspiciously, wondering where he was taking me. Maybe his lab? "People are starting to realize that it wasn't a joke when I said I'm the new ruler of the world. Countries are dutifully bowing down and things are finally under my control."
He started up a flight of stairs, his strong grip on me never loosening. I shifted uncomfortably, really wishing he wouldn't hold me so close...
"And I have you." Vlad said lowly, the satisfaction in his tone making alarm bells go off in my head.
I swallowed thickly again, getting nervous when he turned into yet another hallway and finally reached an elaborate door. Without hesitation he walked through it, taking me with him into a monstrous bedroom. What...what was he doing?
"I've watched you grow for almost two years now, little badger. I don't think you understand how surprised, how euphoric I was the day your powers were revealed to me. The years I spent hoping, craving, that someone like you might exist...that I might not be the only one..." He spoke pensively, creeping me out.
Vlad gently set me on the huge bed. I glanced around nervously, an impossible suspicion sinking in my stomach. I recoiled when he wove his fingers into my hair, staring down at me through distant, lidded eyes.
"When you came across my path it almost seemed like destiny, and when you rejected me I knew it had to be. Just like your mother before you. Just like your father. For a while I was afraid history would repeat itself, as it always does. But I didn't want to spend another twenty years pining after what I could never have, rotting away in my isolated dystopia...so I decided not to. I decided to take matters into my own hands, little badger. For both of us."
A dangerous smirk lifted a corner of his mouth as he moved his hand away from my hair, fiddling with his collar.
"Regardless of our disagreeable beginnings, I've remained quite faithful to you. In fact, I've wanted you for so long it's a wonder I resisted as long as I did." he remarked thoughtfully, as though discussing the weather. I felt my heart rate triple when he took off his suit jacket, unbuttoning the blouse. Oh, this was not happening.
"You're the only other human-ghost hybrid, Daniel. I doubt you understand the significance of that just yet, but you will. In the meantime, I'm not going to continue denying or lying to myself, especially not after all I've done to eliminate such constraints." My head started spinning when he took his shirt off, taunt muscles rippling below the skin. I shook my head and scooted away as he moved onto the bed, unable to believe what his actions were saying. There was just no way.
"I no longer need to restrain myself." he concluded with a manic grin, grabbing my ankle and yanking me back.
"Mmm!"
Vlad straddled my waist, sending my brain into an exploding mess as I struggled to scoot away. He calmly removed our shoes and ran his fingers through my hair, ignoring me as I continued to freak out beneath him. None of this made any sense! What was he doing!? What about mom!? What about me being fifteen!?
"I haven't heard your endearingly petulant voice for quite a while." he whispered into my ear, moving his lips over the skin and eliciting a terrified moan. I squeezed my eyes shut, stretching my neck as far away from him as I could.
"But tonight," he continued, lightly caressing my face, "I plan on making you scream..."
I don't know how he did it, but one second my legs and arms were tied up and the next they weren't. Instantly, my struggling doubled, pushing against his bare shoulders and desperately trying to kick him away. But it barely phased him. He grinned, ripping the tape from my mouth.
"What the hell are you doing?" I yelled wildly, eyes wide.
Vlad laughed, he honestly laughed, as though my pure panic was something funny.
"W-What about mom?" I croaked, still trying to throw him off. "I-I thought you wanted me as a son, not...not this!"
"Love is a funny thing, my boy," he grinned, pinning my shoulders down, "It's surprisingly similar to hate. I thought I loved your mother too, but it turns out your alluring defiance and determination is just too much to resist. Who else will stand up to me like you?"
"So-so you're saying you're suddenly infatuated with me because I hate you!?"
"No, Daniel." he murmured, holding my struggling face still and nuzzling the skin. "Not because you hate me, but because I hate you."
My eye twitched as I tried to grasp the situation at hand. I couldn't.
"That makes no sense!" I yelled, renewing my struggles.
"Perhaps not to you, but that's just something you're going to have to live with. Lets not forget Daniel, you belong to me now."
I cried out fearfully when he descended on my neck and forced my arms above my head, moving his lips along the skin. I tried to reach for my ghost half, panicking when I couldn't grasp the elusive cold feeling. Vlad must have sensed something though, because he said to me,
"Don't bother trying to 'go ghost.' I hit you with the Plasmius Maximus before you woke up. Not to mention the ghost shield surrounding this entire mansion. You're completely trapped, little badger."
"No! Get off me!"
He moved his hands, slipping them under my shirt and roughly caressing the thin muscle of my chest. He laughed again when he felt my pounding heart, pushing the shirt up to lick and bite my exposed skin.
"S-stop!" I yelled, a blush flaming across my face as it finally hit me that this wasn't a joke.
Vlad didn't listen, suddenly grabbing the front of the shirt and ripping it apart, throwing the rags to the floor. I winced, covering my chest as best I could and feeling painfully vulnerable beneath him. He leered down at me for a moment before grabbing my neck and slamming his mouth over mine. I screamed into my first kiss, fists hammering against his shoulders as I desperately tried to push him off. But Vlad's arms wrapped around me, pinning my arms between our chests and foiling the attempt.
I cringed as I felt his lips move over mine, almost gagging when he forced his tongue into my mouth. His grip around my neck tightened when I tried to jerk my head away, eyes squeezed shut tight. Panicking, I cried out, but Vlad took advantage of my plea for help to further invade my mouth, his moist tongue roaming over my own.
I jumped at the contact, new senses and feelings assaulting my brain in a rapid flurry. Still keeping my arms pinned, Vlad ran a hand down the side of my chest and groped my behind possessively, making me flinch. His hips were pressed against mine provocatively, and with a sickening lurch I felt something hard growing against my naval.
"God, Vlad, get off!" He finally let go of my lips, moving back to ravaging my neck and shoulders.
I gasped for air, still squirming to get away even though I knew deep down that I wouldn't escape. But by the mercy of some higher power, I managed to wriggle one of my arms free. Vlad moved back to grab my flailing wrist, but I managed to land a hasty upper cut on his jaw and knock him away.
Almost crying from relief, I immediately scrambled off the bed. But my foot barely touched the floor when Vlad wrapped a strong arm around my mid section and yanked me back.
"Ah!" I yelped, falling back onto the mattress. Vlad loomed over me, a furious glare in his eyes as he cracked his neck threateningly.
"You shouldn't have done that, little badger."
My body tensed, a gasp clogging my throat when he suddenly lashed out and flipped me on my stomach.
"Let go! Let go of me!" I yelled, trying to jerk my arms away as he pulled them behind my back.
Vlad didn't say a word, straddling my back and holding my wrists together with one hand. I grunted with the effort to throw him off, feeling his weight shift when he reached for something in the nightstand drawer. The pillows pressing against my face were suffocating and I had to move my head to the side to breathe. But when I saw Vlad pull a long collared chain from the drawer, my eyes widened and the pillows were the last thing on my mind.
"Don't you put-no! Stop!" I trashed when I felt cool leather wrap around my neck, the buckle clinching and locking into place.
Vlad let go of my arms, yanking on the chain instead and pulling my head back, spine arching painfully.
"This is a good look for you, Daniel." he jeered, rattling the chain tauntingly.
I growled in anger, glaring with such hatred that if my powers had been working he'd of been a hole in the wall by now. Vlad simply raised an amused eyebrow, kneeling and pushing me on my back. I cringed, expecting him to start kissing me again, but instead felt a yank on the collar. Vlad pulled me up towards him, bringing his grinning face inches from my own.
"In fact, I might make this a permanent accessory."
"Go to hell!" I spat, clawing at the lock on the collar.
He laughed in response, probably having no trouble seeing my true emotions under the thin layer of bravado.
"Why Daniel, you're shaking," he grinned maliciously, gripping one of my trembling arms. "You're not scared, are you?"
"Shut up!"
He laughed again, the dark, malignant sound sending tremors of fear up my spine. Vlad roughly shoved me to the bed, resuming to straddling my waist as he smashed our lips together once more. My muffled yelps were quickly silenced, his tongue once again battling for control against my own. I squeezed my eyes shut, barely able to stomach it and sure as hell not wanting to see it. I felt his goatee scratching against my chin though, his lips bruising my own. Even as I gasped for breath I couldn't get away from it, every little noise pounding in my ears.
"I don't understand! Why are you doing this!" I managed to yell.
"Because my boy," Vlad whispered hotly, breath permeating my head, "World domination just wouldn't be the same without you in my bed."
I tried to punch him again, but he caught it, twisting my wrist until I cried out in pain.
"You're sick!"
"Careful what you say, little badger. Here in a while you're going to be moaning my name, and then which of us will be the depraved one?"
"Like hell I will!"
"Mm, I was hoping you'd play hard to get." he grinned, forcing our lips together once more.
Vlad pulled the chain when I tried squirming away, easily keeping me in place. I pushed against him as hard as I could, trying to ignore the fact that I was touching his bare chest. He gripped one of my wrists, dragging it across his skin and over all the powerful muscles. I stiffened, trying to yank my hand out of his iron grip. Vlad laughed into the kiss, moving his lips to my ear again and whispering,
"Like this, little badger."
I gasped when I felt his hands on my chest again, teasing the skin in ways that had me blushing furiously. Vlad trailed his lips down, leaving soft kisses that erupted goosebumps on my arms. I squeezed my eyes shut when he started touching my nipples, holding back a pathetic whimper. My breath sounded ridiculously loud in my ears. I grit my teeth, desperately trying to get a grip on myself. Vlad grinned against my skin, blowing lightly on one of the hard buds and making my muscles tense.
"You don't have to look so stricken," he purred, "It's not a sin to enjoy pleasure."
I didn't say anything, shaking my head and fisting the sheets. Vlad took one of the sensitive buds into his mouth. I couldn't stop a terrified gasp, back arching slightly. He took control, swirling his tongue around the raised skin and sucking lightly. My breaths turned to panting gasps when I felt teeth, and then he was biting my neck erotically, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
"V-Vlad...s-stop..." I gasped, tangling my fingers in his hair and accidentally pulling it out of its pony tail. I bit my lip to hold back a pained moan when his teeth dug into my skin again, my grip in his hair tightening.
He licked the small wound, hands massaging my chest and lightly kissing my lips. I couldn't focus on anything but steadying my chaotic breath, trying to get control of my own emotions through the haze of panic in my mind. Vlad continued to move so gently across my lips, holding my face tightly and caressing my ear. I was choking on the urge to cry and moan at the same time, feeling my brain running in confused circles.
"This pleasure is nothing compared to what I have planned." he said lowly, his voice almost seductive as it wormed its way into my ears.
"I don't...don't want-"
"Oh, but I think you do, Daniel." he leered, trailing his tongue around the cartilage of my ear and procuring a small whimper. "You just don't realize it yet."
I couldn't reply, not trusting my voice. I tried pushing him away again, but even I could tell the attempt was weak. I felt hopeless, despair twisting through my heart like a black snake. Vlad moved his hands all over my body, more goosebumps rising in their wake. I trembled beneath him, trying to get my brain to focus as he moved his lips so skillfully.
"Daniel," He said quietly, a dark, malicious tone in his voice. I turned away, covering my ears with my hands and closing my eyes. I could still hear him laugh, feel him lightly take one of my wrists and move it away from my ear... "Take off your clothes for me, little badger." he whispered.
I cringed, feeling bugs crawl in my stomach and pressing my hands over my ears as hard as I could. He still laughed, gripping both wrists tightly now and pulling them down until my fingers ghosted over the hem of my pants.
"Either you take them off, or I'll take them off for you."
I didn't want to reply, didn't want to think about what he was asking. Vlad paused for a moment before kneeling over me with a sigh. He let go of my wrists and grabbed the button of my pants, instantly alighting panic in my brain.
"Fine then, I-"
"No!" I yelled, smacking his hands away and gripping my waist band tightly. My heart was beating against my chest again. I stared up at him with wide eyes, not wanting him anywhere near my pants. Vlad just looked down at me with a smile, waiting.
I couldn't meet his stare, looking away as a blush stained my cheeks and I started shaking again. Vlad was silent, staring at me expectantly as I warred with myself. It wasn't a very difficult decision though. Either I take off my pants, or Vlad does it for me, and I sure as hell didn't want Vlad touching me any more than he already has.
"Well?" he drawled, making me wince.
It took a moment to force down the hate and disgust, but soon I was fumbling with the button of my jeans, trying to get my shaking hands to cooperate. Vlad was still staring at me, watching me, that smug smirk on his face. I gulped down the lump in my throat, clenching my eyes shut as I pushed the denim off my hips. Cool air bit the exposed skin as I kicked the jeans to the floor, my face a fiery red.
"There." I said in a small voice, feeling like dirt.
"See? That wasn't so hard." he mocked, smirk splitting into a grin.
I clenched my fists, staring off to the side and feeling all my anger and shame and embarrassment well up into a single black ball.
"I hate you." I hissed, glaring at the pillows.
Vlad gave me a long measured look, the smile still on his face. He chuckled for a moment before lowering his face to mine, silver hair spilling over and tickling my cheeks.
"No you don't. Not yet."
I glared at him apprehensively, looking away when he removed his own pants. When clad in only a pair of black briefs, my traitorous eyes roamed back and noticed the pronounced bulge standing proudly between his thighs. He ruffled my hair and laughed when I slapped both hands over my eyes, face hot to the touch. Something about the sight of his erection made everything terrifyingly real. Vlad laid down beside me, pulling me close until my chest was flush against his. I didn't even bother trying to push him away, knowing it would be useless. But I closed my eyes and cringed when our legs tangled together, feeling his larger body pressed against my own with only thin fabric guarding our genitals.
Vlad stroked a languid hand down my back, tracing the skin all the way down and drawing circles in my bare thigh. My heart was pounding so hard it was almost painful. I tried to hide how nervous I was, really not liking how close his hand was to my more private area. I don't know why I bothered being so scared. I knew what he was eventually going to do, so there was no use panicking over the inevitable. But he was just laying there, taking his sweet time and holding me against him as my nerves frayed away. Part of me just wished he'd get it over with. Was that wrong?
"What are you waiting for?" I whispered, pressing my face into his chest shamefully. I felt disgusting, like I was asking for it, but I couldn't stand this awful waiting.
I knew he was smiling above me, I could feel it. He started stroking my hair, taking too long to answer. My nails dug into his skin as the minutes stretched on, wanting to scream.
"Nothing," He finally hissed, his tone dripping with something both cruel and sexual, terrifying me. "If only I could express how long I've wanted to do this to you, to hold you down and make yousubmit...the years I spent waiting...and now I finally have you all to myself...You see, I can afford to sit here and wait, because I have all the time in the world to consummate my domination."
I wished I hadn't asked. The depths of his insanity was starting to become startlingly clear, and I realized I'd never even scratched the surface. Vlad kissed the crown of my hair, running his fingers through the raven colored locks before stilling. I tensed, an empty second hanging between us before he suddenly flipped me over, spooning my back against his chest and pressing his mouth to my ear.
"But since you asked so nicely," he said viciously, "I suppose we can continue."
"No, no, I don-!" My words cut off in a squeak, stuck in my throat as his hands started sliding lower and lower down my chest.
"V-Vlad, stop. I-I was just...I don't wa-"
"Believe me, Daniel, I know exactly what you want," he murmured, kissing and sucking on my earlobe. "And in a few minutes you'll know what you want too."
My breath was borderline hyperventilating, heart pounding against my ribcage. Vlad slid his warm hands lower and lower, ignoring how tense I was and easily slipping past the elastic of my boxers. Then his large hand closed around my cock and everything exploded from the rush of senses. I smacked a hand over my mouth, desperately trying to gain control of my chaotic breathing and muffling the scream aching to come out.
"Ah ah ah, Daniel, I want to hear you moan for me." he chided, taking my hand away from my mouth.
I gripped his forearm, head falling back against his collar bone and low pants forming as he slowly stroked my length. He held me tight against him, pumping his hand up and down. I grit my teeth, closing my eyes shut and trying not to make a sound, a blush flamed across my face from the intimate contact.
"Not quite like masturbation, is it Daniel?" Vlad asked, a smile on his face.
"S-shut up, Plasmius..." I panted, ultimately loosing and unable to stop a moan when he started rubbing the head of my cock, his thumb massaging the tip gently.
Vlad hummed at the noise, increasing his pace and drawing more sounds from my throat.
"You have such a beautiful voice, little badger."
I was way to gone to answer, eyes rolling at the attention he was giving my hardening cock. I didn't want to react like this to him. I didn't understand why I was getting hard. I was so scared of what he planned to do, but the fire twisting in my abdomen overwhelmed the nausea, urging me to moan for more. I gave in a little bit when Vlad went faster, feeling his teeth bite into my neck.
"V-Vlad..." I breathed, not even knowing what I was asking for, begging him to stop.
He whispered against my skin, feathering his lips along my jaw line. Vlad moved his tongue over my bottom lip, slipping into the hot air of my mouth. The feel of our wet tongues as they tangled together was unnervingly vivid. I gasped from the onslaught, turning to putty in his hands. As sick as I felt, a pleasure below my navel was starting to tighten, the unmistakeable feeling of a building climax making my vision tunnel. I moaned into his mouth and writhed against his hand automatically, not even thinking about it. Vlad groaned, deepening the kiss and moving his pace even faster.
Blindly, I reached my arm up and tangled my fingers in his hair, needing to pull on something as I started unraveling. Vlad hissed in pleasure, biting my neck again and drawing blood. I felt like I was right on the edge of something overwhelming, something I needed. I barely even felt Vlad's straining erection pressing against my back.
And then he stopped.
"F-Fuck!" I gasped angrily, horribly disoriented at the sudden loss of momentum.
He burst into laughter, hand moving away from my throbbing erection and sliding up my chest. I winced, horrified by the inexcusable need emanating from under my boxers. There was even a damp spot of pre-cum staining the fabric. God, what was wrong with me? Why did I even wanthim down there? I acted like...like... I blushed, recalling all my gasps and moans, how I barely fought against him. His laughter burned in my ears. I practically begged for it.
Vlad continued to laugh as shame and embarrassment consumed me, and I still felt that illicit need from between my legs. I grit my teeth furiously, at least reigning in control of my panting breath and forcing myself to breathe normally as the ecstasy died down.
"I thought you didn't want me to touch you, Daniel?"
"I don't!" I spat, turning around in his arms and pushing him away.
"And yet you act like a scored lover when I suddenly stop pleasuring you." He gripped my arm and jerked me back, a wide grin on his face.
I gapped, blinking for a moment before scowling.
"You're insane." I replied flatly, ripping my arm out of his grip and trying to scoot away again.
"No no, Daniel, I'm not done with you yet." He warned, grasping the discarded chain and forcing me against him.
I winced, not liking the dangerous look in his eye. Vlad's hand's settled at my waist again, but it was lower than my waist, his fingertips cupping my posterior. I felt the nervousness start to flutter.
"What...what are you doing?" I asked slowly, not liking the way his thumbs were hooked under the elastic of my boxers.
"Whatever I want." He replied, moving his lips to my neck and kissing around the collar.
"N-no...Stop Vlad, seriously, wha-"
He started moving his hands down, taking my last article of clothing with him. Alarms went off in my head and I quickly grabbed the boxers.
"Oh hell no!" I yelled, not about to part with my last scrap of protection. Vlad scowled, shoving me onto my back with his larger body and leaning over me.
"I have to wonder if you fully understand your position, Daniel." He growled, jerking my face towards his and nearly closing the two inches of space between us. I struggled pitifully, determined to keep my boxers from going any lower even though I had a bad feeling I was about to lose that fight.
His scowled deepened at my continued disobedience. Vlad suddenly buried his fist in my stomach, making me double over in the bed and wheeze for air. He kept my neck turned up painfully with the leashed collar, making it that much more difficult to draw in oxygen as I coughed.
"You don't make demands, little badger, you follow them. And since you seem incapable of keeping your hands in one place, I'm demanding you to put your arms around my neck and keep them there."
I glared hatefully at him, coughing a few more times and finally drawing in sweet lungfuls of air. He rose an eye brow when I didn't move, keeping my trained glare set on him no matter what the consequences. I could take another hit, anyways. Vlad seemed to read this in my eyes. He moved so close our noses were touching and pinned me down with a menacing glare.
"Perhaps you should consider the lives I hold in my hands before you try to defy me."
My heart went numb, thoughts of my family flashing through my head.
"You...you don't even know where my family is at." I argued weakly.
"I know they're in Amity Park. I can have my entire army raze the city to the ground and wipe out every last human within a hundred mile radius if I want. I don't have to have them in chains to destroy them, Daniel."
The ruthlessness of his response was all it took to snuff the fight out of me. My blood ran cold, knowing I was forced to follow my arch enemy's commands. I could never do anything to hurt my family or any other innocent person, especially if the only thing stopping their deaths was my cooperation.
"There you go," he grinned cruelly as I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him close to hide my burning face, "Good boy. That wasn't so hard, now was it?"
He understood my simmering silence, taking a moment to stroke my hair again before relaxing against my body, his angled weight pinning me down. I winced when his fingers hooked around the elastic of my boxers again, tensing as they dragged the last of my clothes off at a tortuously slow rate. Vlad chuckled when he finally pulled the material off, throwing it to the floor and resting his hands on my nude, shaking body.
"That's a good little badger..." he murmured, kissing my head.
I didn't reply, keeping my head firmly buried in his shoulder. The only thing I've ever been naked in front of is a bath tub. I was completely exposed before him, more vulnerable and weak than I've ever been. I didn't want him to see that in my face, so I kept my arms wrapped tight around his neck.
I couldn't stop my shaky breathing as his hands roamed over my skin, uninhibited by clothing. Then for a moment they were gone, but only so he could remove his own undergarments. I cringed, tightening my grip as I listened to the rustle of cloth. He threw them to the floor and pressed me right up against him, erasing every last bit of space between us. I whimpered at the contact, listening to his groan. Everywhere our bodies touched seemed to be extra sensitive, overloading my brain. His body was so warm, I could feel the heartbeat in his chest, his muscles flexing below the skin, his...his erection p-pressing against...against mine. I whimpered again, burying deeper into his shoulder and trying to block it all out.
"Relax Daniel." he whispered in a surprisingly gentle voice, stroking my hair before sliding one of his hands down my back. Miraculously enough, I actually did calm down, but only slightly. I could still feel his length pressing against the inside of my thigh.
For one ridiculous second, I thought this was it, that we'd just lay here until morning when I'd wake up from this horrible nightmare and find myself back home. Or at least in a cell rather than his bed. But then his hand started sliding down farther, too far. My heart rate climbed again, panic slowly seeping in. Vlad easily detected my increased breath and rested his other hand against my head in a mockery of love, softly shushing me.
"Vlad, please." I whispered, voice cracking.
"Just relax Daniel."
To anyone else, they would have taken his tone to be gentle, even comforting. But I know better. If you listened hard enough, you'd be able to hear the sadistic enjoyment in his voice, the shameless pleasure. There was no gentle or comforting way about it, he was getting off on this.
"What are you-No, p-please!"
My heart quivered, Vlad's hand was grasping my behind suggestively. His fingers tangled in my hair when I started struggling, keeping me pinned against him. My chest started aching, heart pounding against my ribcage. Shame, embarrassment, and fear clawed through me when I felt a finger press against my entrance.
"D-dont!" I trembled, eyes wide.
He just smiled and pushed the finger in. I gasped at the feeling, a scream clogging my throat. It hurt. My hips automatically moved up to get away from his touch, inadvertently pressing against his heavy arousal. He groaned, the grip in my hair tightening.
"Vlad, stop!" I cried, squirming against him as he pressed his dry finger into the one place I never thought would be breached.
He ignored me, pressing the digit in further. I yelped as the pain moved deeper, horrified at being violated so personally. He pulled it out and pressed in again, slowly repeating the unpleasant rhythm as I panicked. I didn't know what to do, throughly mortified at having him doing this to me yet powerless to stop it. I ended up throwing my arms around his neck again, my fists clenched so tight the knuckles were turning white. He-He'd stop eventually...right?
"AAH!" I cried out in pain when he forced in a second finger, gasping for breath at the unwanted contact and struggling to get accustomed to it.
Vlad hummed gently when I buried my face in his shoulder, squeezing his neck as though my life depended on it. He slowly pushed the invading fingers in and out, the steady rhythm uncomfortable and painful. I choked back a sob enough to focus on something other than the burning ache and humiliation, desperate to get my mind off what he was doing to me.
But then he started scissoring my walls, the effect dragging out more than just pain this time. The sensation was bizarre, something I never wanted to feel in my life ever. I grit my teeth and half-moaned half-cried, bowing my back and digging my nails into his skin.
"Just relax Daniel..." he whispered heavily, pressing the scissoring digits in and out.
I bit my cheek, dull spikes of pain traveling up my spine.
"I c-cant, it h-hurts too much." I choked, tightening my grip even more.
"See if this helps." He murmured, and for a moment nothing happened.
I kept my eyes squeezed shut, sure that nothing he was about to do would actually alleviate the pain. Then something slick and warm filled around the burning ache inside me. I gave a start, face turning red as I felt the mystery ooze ease the friction between his fingers and my inner tissue. The discomfort died down to something more manageable, becoming more awkward than painful. At least it didn't hurt so much anymore.
"W-what did you do?" I winced, gritting my teeth when he pressed his fingers in farther, able to feel them more clearly thanks to the fluid easing his movement.
He didn't answer with words, moving the hand that was tangled in my hair and waiting until I opened my eyes. He held his free hand in front of my face, and before I could ask again, a bright green slime that looked suspiciously like ectoplasm secreted from the tiny pores on his fingers.
"If you're creative enough, you can use the ectoplasm in our bodies as a natural lubricant. Though, of course, an aromatic oil is almost always more preferable." He smirked. I resisted the urge to gag, not even wanting to know how he discovered the trick with the ectoplasm.
"Gross." I responded weakly, to which Vlad began moving his invading fingers more roughly. My breath hitched.
Vlad eventually decreased to a steady pace for a while, occasionally increasing the tempo. My awkward whimpers melted into panting moans as the foreign sensation became more familiar, my grip around his neck loosening. I had a feeling he was grinning smugly as I reluctantly unknotted, but I was having trouble focusing again.
Vlad went faster. I breathed heavily against his neck, silently appreciating the timely applications of lubricant when the friction started to become uncomfortable. He dragged the fingers out and pressed in roughly, a hiss escaping my throat at the deep touch. Vlad took no heed, continuing to stretch my virgin entrance and listen to each breathy moan. He pushed in a third finger without warning, my agitated body tensing all over again.
"You have to calm down, Daniel." he murmured into my ear.
"F-fuck you, I don't have to do anything." I stuttered, face screwing up in discomfort.
"This doesn't have to be painful, little badger. If you let me, I can make it feel good."
"No you can't." I whimpered, voice strained.
"Yes I can. You don't have to be scared."
Vlad was still moving his fingers around inside me as he spoke, his silver tongue worming into my head and persuading the fear. The reality I didn't want to acknowledge was coming, and with it a whole new world of hurt. I'd heard of people being raped to death, of the brutal torture they had to endure before being snuffed out like a light. The back of my throat burned, a choking sob swelling in my chest. Vlad was so much bigger than me, so much more powerful. If...if I just let him do it...if I laid back and closed my eyes...
I never noticed that he'd removed his fingers. Vlad was kissing me, distracting me. I didn't realized what he was doing until he kneeled over me, smoothly placing himself between my legs. My heart dropped like a rock when something much bigger than a finger brushed my entrance.
Oh fuck no, I couldn't do this.
His teeth sunk into my neck, holding me down as the blinding panic poured in. I began fighting for everything I was worth, clawing at his arms and kicking when he folded my legs up. Vlad moved my squirming hips into position, holding them in place with his iron grip.
"NO! Vlad, don't! Seriously, stop!" I thrashed, scratching his shoulders in the effort to push him away.
His fingers dug into my skin and I screamed as he started forcing his cock into my entrance.
"VLAD STOP!" My mind was ablaze with panic, tears welling up and spilling over.
He groaned against my neck, teeth clenching so hard the skin broke. I screamed when he continued to push his throbbing erection inside of me, my aching walls swallowing him whole. Pain wracked my spine, body spasming and nails gouging into his skin. Vlad let go of my neck, breathing heavily and pressing in farther.
"S-stop, stop, p-please..." I sobbed, clenching my watery eyes shut when I felt his hips against my skin, able to feel his length fully sheathed within me.
"God, you're so tight..." he groaned, shifting over me as he slowly pulled out.
I screamed, my agonized voice filling the room, as Vlad thrust into me. He let out a low, almost inaudible gasp and grabbed my shoulders, pulling out and thrusting in again. My back arched, body tensing as I felt my muscles automatically clamp down on his member. Vlad groaned heavily, his nails digging into my skin.
"Relax Danny." he managed to force out, slowly grinding against my entrance.
"R-relax!? Are you ins-sane? Get out of me!" I cried, fulling aware of the embarrassing tears running down my face as I groaned pitifully.
"Fine," he breathed, eyes devoured by lust, "Have it your way then."
He pulled out and thrust in violently, tearing his way through my delicate walls and erupting another howl from my throat. He didn't pause there, repeating the motion and rocking against the bed as he violated my entrance over and over again. Whatever lubricant he used wasn't enough. Blood started staining the sheets, but I was too busy dealing with the fire consuming my body to really notice. Vlad moaned as he pressed inside of me, his back arching and fingers digging into my thighs. I grit my teeth, throwing my head back as I raked my nails across his kneeling legs.
Vlad suddenly smashed our lips together, grabbing my hair in a harsh grip and turning my head however he pleased, practically splitting my lips from the intensity of the kiss. I was desperate to lose myself is something, anything, to ignore the repeated thrusts into my abused entrance. I heard his heavy groan when I returned the kiss with equal intensity, hoping to god I conveyed how much hate and humiliation I felt in that single bruising kiss.
An arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. My body rocked with his, filling me with disgust. He kept an even pace until the screams turned into smothered groans, the pain transitioning from an inferno to a burning ache. Vlad moved his lips against mine with less ferocity, his thrusts becoming slower and deeper.
"Danny..." he breathed, moving his tongue against mine almost tenderly.
I choked on a sob, kissing him back and hating myself for it. Vlad ran his fingers through my hair, his hot gasps adding to the blood pounding in my ears. I grabbed his arms in a shaky grip, my limbs feeling weak and boneless. Vlad moaned, his grip tightening painfully for a moment before he pulled out completely. Before I could figure out what was going on, Vlad flipped me on my stomach and shoved a dense pillow under my hips. It propped my ass up, the new position reheating an embarrassed blush across my tear-streaked face.
Vlad didn't wait for me to get oriented before grabbing my hips and forcing himself back inside. I cried out as the pain returned with a vengeance, like my body had forgotten how much in hurt in the brief seconds of emptiness. He was able to penetrate deeper with the new angle, his grip on my hips making it easier to pound into me repeatedly. I pressed my face into the mattress, muffling my anguished screams as he fucked me from behind. He started moving faster, his pace increasing. I gasped when he grabbed the leash I'd forgotten about and forced me to my knees, running a hand down my sweaty back.
Vlad pulled out suddenly and thrush his entire length forward, dragging another howl from my throat when he hit a spot that made dots flash across my vision. I felt one of his hands move to my wilted cock, pumping the erection back to life. I squeezed my eyes shut as the pleasure slowly built, mixing horribly with the fire touching deep along my spine. He moved his hand faster and faster until my voice had risen to another scream. The pressure inside of me felt ready to explode. Grunting, he buried his cock deep inside of me, thrusting violently against my entrance. I screamed his name, the stars dancing in my eyes.
"Fuck!" I panted, head spinning.
Grinning victoriously, he changed our position again and hooked my knees over his shoulders. He hit that spot over and over again, making my eyes roll in my head. I felt his lips on mine and blindly kissed him, struggling to keep afloat as his lubricated hand created a tight tunnel of heat for my weeping cock. Vlad thrust forward and groaned, pressing in deeper than ever and causing me to arch clean off the bed.
"Vlad!" I screamed, writhing as the pleasure in my groin built to a painful level and finally spilled over his sweating chest.
He let go of a loud moan, pressing in again and releasing himself inside of me. I groaned, gripping his hair with both hands and feeling his cock throb as the hot liquid filled my entrance. Vlad was panting laboriously, moving himself in and out as the climax gradually wore out. My body was shaking violently, arms heavy as lead. They dropped to the sheets as I panted, my chest rising and falling dramatically. Vlad groaned and slowly pulled his cock from my bleeding entrance, exhaling softly before leaning down to kiss me.
I was so tired, my body somehow feeling like jelly and two ton bricks at the same time. Too weak to stop him, I let him take advantage of my exhausted state, bending it to his own. Vlad trailed down to my neck, gently turning my head however he pleased and gaining easier access to my shoulders. Slowly, he lowered himself next to me, kissing my exposed skin with velvety lips and always coming back up to press his tongue into my gasping mouth.
I struggled to breathe steadily as he moved against me, the dull ache from my backside dawning a new level of horror as what we just did hit me again and again. Vlad's nude body was against mine, still hot and sweaty from the sex before. I looked down when he kissed the crown of my head, our chests smeared with sweat and flecks of cum, blood staining the inside of my legs and his flaccid cock. I was a mess, and I sure as hell wasn't prepared to deal with it just yet.
With a pained grimace, I turned over, pressing my palms into my watering eyes. Vlad paused behind me, gently resting a hand on my upper arm, like he was consoling me or something. I felt empty inside, broken. Nothing would be the same after this.
"I hate you." I whispered, sniffing quietly as a few tears leaked out from behind my hands.
"For now." he chuckled, turning me over and nestling my stone body against his.
I don't know how long we laid there. My mind was dead. I was a limp puppet as Vlad whimsically kissed my neck, hands lightly brushing over my filthy body. I didn't want to think about what he'd done, about anything. Not my family, not my life, and certainly not Vlad. I just...I was so tired.
I think Vlad might have gotten up for a moment. Or a while. I don't know. But he eventually came back and I felt him clean the mess off my chest and legs with a warm wash cloth. He was silent for a while, but I could easily feel the triumphant air absolutely pouring off of him. Stupid jerk.
"How do you feel about Greece?"
Okay, so maybe I wasn't so tired that I could give him an incredulous stare at the completely random question.
"...What?"
"Greece. We've already been to Rome, and personally it just wasn't to my taste. I have a magnificent castle being built along the Aegean Sea, and I think once the rebellions settle down we should be able to move in. Shouldn't take more than a few months, I'm sure."
I couldn't breathe.
Greece? He's moving me to Greece? I'll never see my family again. I'll never see my friends. He's going to lock me up in some ridiculous bedchamber on the other side of the world and have his way with me until I go insane. I'll never...Sam and Tucker...Greece?
"Daniel? What's wrong my boy? You look a bit pale."
Okay. That's it. I was done. After all the world domination, the kidnapping, the raping, and now this? I just wanted to crawl in a little black hole and never come out, but I guess unconsciousness would be good enough.
"Did I mention I hate you?" I muttered and then sweet darkness took over.
Aaaaaand now that's 24 pages of Vlad raping Danny. -_-' I'm going to hell.