AU future fic where magic is real and heavily regulated. It's about ten years after Kurt and David graduated from their respective schools.
Rated M only
Warnings: Most of them. Including torture, rape, general abuse, I have no idea what your personal triggers are but please feel free to skip ahead or stop at any point. THIS CHAPTER – STARVATION / EATING DISORDER, BLOOD, DUB AND NON-CON ELEMENTS.
Don't like don't read, though constructive criticism is always welcome (plus any reviews).
Dave's POV is normal text, Kurt's is in italics.
I own nothing, literally.
Blood, Lust and Magic
Blood Chapter Four
The medics made him wait in the room with Kurt, and as there wasn't any other furniture he'd sat down on the big cushion next to the Familiar who'd sat up and moved until he was pressed against Dave's bigger body and then stared at him, which was fucking creepy.
Luckily the staff were now bringing in a sleeping cot and other equipment so he watched them set everything up and did his best to ignore the starved body beside him, and really tried not to panic about the massive responsibility he'd just been handed.
He'd even killed a plastic pot plant, how the hell was he supposed to take care of a human being? And a human being that would be reliant on him for everything; they were so screwed.
Master was sitting next to him. Master was quiet and had not ordered anything yet. There are other people in the room and Master is watching them, he does not, they are not Master.
Perhaps they will leave soon and Master will bond with him.
A man approaches Master, "Wizard Dave we're ready now, he's weak from lack of food, we've prepared a bottle for him, see if you can get him to eat as much of it as he can then we have the tools for you to bond with him," the man hands something to Master and Master takes it.
"Okay," Master says, and this close to Master he can feel the nervousness bleed through from Master. Turning Master awkwardly pulls him into that bigger lap and then Master holds a baby's bottle to his lips, "Eat," Master tells him and even though his stomach rebels at the thought he obediently suckles and swallows.
It is a thin paste like substance with no taste, they have been trying to get him to eat it for what he thinks is days, but he has been struggling to keep it down. There are only perhaps three or four mouthfuls and then it runs out.
"Good, that's good," Master tells him pleased with him.
"Excellent," the man near Master says, "Give him a few minutes to start digesting it before you bond, we'll bring the tools over," the man leaves and Master hugs him gently.
No Master has ever done this and he is mad at himself, perhaps he could have been bonded by this Master first instead of running away, but no, he had been too arrogant, he would not have understood that the pain was necessary when his Master bonds to him.
The man returns with other people and they put a tray on the floor near Master. Sighing Master shifts him off that big lap and he sits on the cushion as Master undresses, he steels himself for the pain as Master forces himself on his smaller body, he must remember not to scream, to not disturb Master when Master is busy with magic.
Kneeling back on the cushion Master reaches for a big sharp knife and then reaches for his hand, he holds it out willingly to Master who pauses and gives him a strange look. Master is quick and cuts down his fingers and cuts a circle in his palm, Master does the same to his other hand and he is a good Familiar, he does not hiss or flinch, he is strong.
Master cuts his own hands the same way and then pushes their hands together the sting of the blood mingling and cuts brushing against each other is well known to him.
Muttering words Master's magic begins to swirl and then Master kisses him, this is different, he opens his mouth and lets Master's tongue in and waits for Master to push him back and fuck him hard, but Master does not.
Master's magic calls to the magic inside him and it stirs surging upwards towards Master, he moans into Master's warm mouth it feels so good, his cock is getting harder and he is tingling all over, the magic rises higher and higher inside of him demanding an exit. Master's tongue catches his and then he is kissing back desperate and needy for his Master to bond to him and to release the magic that is continuing to build.
Small groans echo in the room and he knows they are coming from him, he tries to make them stop but he is getting lost in the pleasure and then Master is moving backwards and he has to stayed fused to Master so he follows until he is on top of Master. As their naked groins brush he breaks the kiss and cries out shuddering at the good sensations, Master recaptures his mouth and he feels as if he will burst apart at any moment.
Master reaches out with magic and touches his tugging on it, caressing it, it tips him over the edge and the orgasm explodes inside of him as his magic spills out and into his newly bonded Master in a rush that goes on and on holding him in an eternal limbo of ecstasy until he passes out from the pleasure.
"Fuck," Dave breathes out stunned and woozy from the best damn orgasm of his life. He can feel the stickiness where both he and Kurt have shot their loads over his body.
"Dave," the doctor says gently, "Are you okay? That was a hell of a lot of magic to handle in one go."
"Urgh, I think I'm good," Dave doesn't even bother to try and move, "I kinda feel dizzy and itchy but in a good way," Lifting a hand he can see the cuts have healed up, not even leaving a scar behind.
Running footsteps and a medic almost dances into the room, "We just got a call from the gatehouse, they say a giant rainbow phoenix took form over the building," muted cheers echo through the room.
Trust Kurt to make friggin rainbows. When that much power had crashed into him Dave did the only thing he could he'd let it run through his own body and then when the wards on the building couldn't handle the overload he'd created a shape and light spell above the centre, and Kurt would have to be the most powerful Familiar he'd ever heard about, oh and to top it off he was strong in all four main elements with an added kick of angelic for good measure.
Kurt was happily out cold and Dave had to endure the medics as they cleaned them both up and then staggered over to the sleeping cot, all he'd wanted was his own bed. They draped Kurt's unconscious body over him, both of them still naked to help the bonding stick and to encourage it to grow. A blanket was pulled up over them and he drifted off exhausted.
"Right we'll wake you in half an hour," the doctor says, "Good job wizard, I really didn't think he'd acknowledge anyone let alone bond that spectacularly with someone."
"Wait? Wake me up?" Dave's tired and his addled brain can't cope.
"Yes, your Familiar is going to be on a very strict eating regime to get his strength and body mass back," the doctor pats his arm, "That means feeding him every half an hour for a few days until we can begin spacing his feeds out."
Oh my god, why me?
A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.
I've been asked this a few times, so I'll add an explanation here.
Normal Wizards, like Dave, would search for a Familiar and then if they click get to know each other and hopefully end up bonding and living together for the rest of their lives. It's tricky to find the right person and it doesn't always work out. Also the Familiar can decide to cut you off from their magical reservoirs if, for example, you ended up fighting or had an argument. So getting your hands on that kind of power is difficult and not always guaranteed.
If you were an evil Wizard with little or no morals why would you bother to woo a potential source of living power when you can just take it? After all the process of Breaking the Familiar would provide plenty of power and the end result is someone whose only purpose in life is to offer up that power to you. This is a very evil act and Breaking or keeping a Broken is an automatic jail sentence in 99% of the world, the other 1% is so lawless anything goes.
Due to the fact that they are Broken and are rarely cared for few Broken survive longer than a handful of years. When they are discovered and freed they are taken to the nearest Centre and all efforts to find a Wizard they can acknowledge and bond to are taken until they die unbonded or a Wizard is found, and then that Wizard will spend up to the next ten years caring for them until the Familiar finally dies.
The process of Breaking a Familiar is tricky as you have to erase as much of them as you can but leave their magic and ability to bond intact. In essence they become blank sheets with little or no memories of who they once were. Very rarely have Wizards been able to care for their Familiars so well that they bond deepens to the point the Broken Familiar will have a normal life span and begin the long and slow journey back to being who they were, though obviously they will have changed as going through the extreme trauma of Breaking is forever going to impact on their lives.
I hope that helps, and if anyone has any questions please just let me know, I'll either add another A/N or PM you.