The heavy metal door slid open with a - in the silence - loud squeak on the floor. The gap leaked in light, illuminating Ty's tear-streaked and red face. The brunet's eyes were puffy and wide as he looked at the door.
Sky slipped inside, sporting a grin worthy of a Cheshire cat. He flicked the light switch on, bathing the room in bright light that made Ty shut his eyes and wince. He closed the door with another ear-piercing sound, strutting to the chair that Ty was still bound to.
"Hello, my dear," he said, showing off his teeth. He looked Ty up and down with a sadistic expression, like he was a piece of meat. "I'm sorry, but the others are getting annoyed by you, you know," he said slowly, like he was talking to a child. Ty's eyes widened even further and he cast a look at the still running laptop.
Sky caught his glance, chuckling lightly. "Oh, don't worry. Everyone can see you go."
Sky ran his hand down the brunet's chin, down his neck and over the exposed flesh of his chest. Ty grit his teeth, hissing at the stinging. "They can see all your pain," Sky said, running his hand further down, pressing just a little more harder. "All your tears." Further, harder. "And all of your begging." He stopped when tears really were streaming down Ty's cheeks again and he was just barely holding back his sobs.
He pulled away. The stream's chat was bursting again - he was surprised that people actually stayed for so long. He frowned; maybe they were talking with Ty? Hah, just they try.
He walked to the metal tray on the table, grasping his knife; the long, thin one. He turned back to Ty, grinning madly.
It's been some time since he played around like this. He just hoped he hasn't gotten rusty.
