Amethyst Ice
Ch.19-Ecstasy And Realization
A/N: Yay! I'm happy that people are still reading this story! Thanks for reading and reviewing!
Sanderson: Oh yes, it's your writing and... :cough: sex scenes :cough: ...that make them come back for more.
Me: Oh come on, it's an alternate universe! Evil sexy men who seduce other sexy men is hot!
Sanderson: ...I'm impressed at how far you came, though I wonder what takes you so long to update.
Me: I happen to be busy with things like school and stuff, not to menton each chapter has be thought out and well written...
Sanderson: Whatever you say, lazy.
Me: D ::starts typing wildly on laptop:
Sanderson: What are you doing?
Me: Making everyone hate you even more. 3
Sanderson::wails: WHY?
Me: Muahaha. Because I am the author. Anyway, HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE! And now on with the story! 3
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The one thing that made everyone scared of Sanderson in high school, was his dark and dangerous poems...
What I Am
By: Eddie Sanderson (A.K.A the misery maker)
What I am,
They will never know.
What I am,
I will never show.
There were many things they called me,
Words that I had taken to be my own.
They cannot accept me,
For I am cold and refuse to be known.
I am cruel...
Because I threaten everyone at my school.
I am violent...
Because I cannot stay still and be silent.
I am demonic.
Because it's kind of ironic.
I am psychotic.
It makes me feel erotic.
I am heartless.
I don't need feelings to be a success.
I am unemotional.
If I want it, I'll hardly be devotional.
I am a sex god.
I rule my kingdom with my rod.
What I am,
I will never tell them.
What I am,
They will never understand...
Little did they know that he would turn out to be a vicious dictator...
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"Wait here." Sanderson ordered as he forced Timmy on his knees. The boy waited obediently on the carpet, his head lowered. A few seconds passed before a boot came into his vision.
"Up on your feet, slave." Timmy looked up to see Sanderson naked from the waist up, the sight of a perfectly toned torso and baby soft skin making the boy slightly react in his pants. Black fingerless gloves were on Sanderson's hands, while two shining gold rings glinted from his nipples and tight black leather pants covered the rest of him, slung incredibly low on his hips. They barely covered the sizeable erection outlined under the material.
"H...hot..." Timmy found himself panting, and shook his head, trying to clear his mind. Sanderson smirked, pinging up a piece of cloth from out of nowhere and tying it gently around the boy's head. He then pulled Timmy to him.
"You are mine...say it." The pixie murmured as grinded his hips against Timmy's.
"I am yours, master...take me as you wish."
"That's what I like to hear..." He murmured in a sultry voice, making Timmy shiver in anticipation.
"...My little whore..." Sanderson growled lustfully as he pushed the boy onto the bed and straddled him. Timmy let out a silent cry as he nipped at his lip, making it bleed a little. The pixie nuzzled his lips in the blood, and pressed it against Timmy's chest, smearing it all over his skin.
"How much do you want me?" Sanderson whispered as he teasingly slid off Timmy's jeans and underwear. He smiled at his name that was forever etched into the boy's
stomach and kissed it gently, as if he was worshipping it.
"I want you...so much..." Timmy panted as he felt his wrists were pinned to the bed. Sanderson glanced over to the riding crop floating nearby, and grabbed it.
"How much?" He let the tip wash over the boy's soft skin and over the erection that was pressing against his own. Timmy gasped and wiggled a bit.
"So much...that...that I want to bleed..." Sanderson smiled even more lustfully and ran the riding crop around the sides and tip, watching Timmy struggle for more contact. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. The pixie winced at the loudness of it, but ignored it as he continued his teasing. The door bell rang again, and Timmy was twitching at the lost of contact.
"Shh...if we wait long enough, perhaps they'll go away." Sanderson whispered into Timmy's ear. Finally, the person at the door kept ringing insistently.
"Who the fuck!" Sanderson growled as he got off Timmy and headed towards the front door.
"Stay here, and don't you go anywhere." He warned. The boy obeyed. His purple eyes glittered with anger as he wrenched open the door and planned to choke the bastard who dared to interrupt his playtime. A disheveled Cosmo stood in the doorway, his eyes looking haunted and tired.
"...Oh...it's you." He said flatly. Cosmo stumbled in and grabbed Sanderson's shoulders to try and stay standing, but he snorted and moved out of the way, letting the fairy collapse on the floor and shiver.
"You better have a good reason to why you interrupted my little sex game, bitch." Sanderson said icily and stepped over Cosmo to close the door.
"M...more..." Cosmo whispered. Sanderson looked down at him, then at the bedroom as a smile crept on his face.
"...Hmm...I've got a better idea on how to get you to pay up. Come with me."
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"...Anti-Cosmo...are you sure Sanderson doesn't know that you're doing behind his back?" Wanda asked.
"Yes. Lately he's been keeping things from me...it's like he knows that I'm not willing to do his dirty work for him anymore..." Anti-Cosmo sighed.
"Then why are you still around him if you don't like what he does?"
"Sanderson...he doesn't know I'm betraying him, but I admire him a lot...because he has everything he could want."
"I don't get it."
"It's hard to explain, but I'll try. Ever since he asked me to work for him, I've never really knew what pixies were like. The only reason I wanted to even see him in the first place was because I sensed there was something different about him, even before he introduced himself to me." Anti-Cosmo muttered.
"Half the time he was talking about fulfilling my heart's desire...at first I didn't believe him and even called him a lunatic. But now that I know that Sanderson is someone that would do anything to keep his end of the bargain, I realized something. He may be full of lies and deceit, but he used them to gain power! L...look at him now! He's the freaking Head Pixie, and is about to take over everything!" At this point, the anti-fairy started shaking slightly.
"He's a genius, Wanda! Even I...I'm not that smart to come up with a plan like that! And no matter how hard I try to figure him out, he never...he never has any weaknesses, nor morals to hold him back! Wanda...he's fucking perfect! My gods...he's...just..." Anti-Cosmo started weeping as he sank to his knees.
"...Fucking...perfect..." Wanda comforted Anti-Cosmo as his weeping echoed throughout the chamber they were in.
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Timmy heard the sounds of Sanderson and a oddly familiar voice coming, and jumped onto the bed, pulling down his blindfold just as they entered the room..
"Sanderson...I hurt so bad..." He heard the voice whimper.
"...Don't worry...if you do whatever I say, I'll give you all the freedom you want."
"F...freedom?" Cosmo muttered.
"Yes...that's what you want, don't you? The pills...the feeling of being...free and lost in your very own little world?" Sanderson asked. Cosmo wobbled a bit and nodded his head tiredly.
"My headache gets worse the longer...I don't have it..."
"That's because you're addicted to a drug called Ecstasy..." Timmy's ears perked up.
"Ecstasy..." Cosmo murmured. The pixie walked over to a small dresser and held up a bag of pills.
"You want them?" He asked. Cosmo sauntered over to grab them, but Sanderson tsked and pushed him away.
"You'll have to work for them." Cosmo stood in the middle of the room, shaking with tears in his eyes.
"I n...need them...please..." Sanderson sighed as he pinged up another blindfold and gestured for Cosmo to come. He managed to walk in a straight line and had it tied around his head. Seeing that Cosmo was completely blindfolded, he took off Timmy's.
Watch me...
"All right..." Sanderson murmured as Timmy sat up slowly and blinked. Sanderson took the blade he used to carve his name into Timmy's stomach and gently caressed it across his throat. A bead of red slowly formed and he brought up Cosmo's head so that his lips touched his pale skin. Timmy's eyes widened as he watched his blood drip slowly into Cosmo's mouth. Sanderson breathed as he watched Cosmo lick his lips greedily.
...And touch yourself.
The evil prince worked the knife over Timmy's skin, cutting nice thin lines before he suddenly switched to rough jagged ones, slicing over and over again in a pattern of pain. Cosmo's cock swelled and bucked in the hot grip of his hand, while the pixie branded him with symbols that have no meaning at all. Slashes and upside-down crosses, letters and numbers and nonsense. Images without meaning...until his arms, legs, chest, neck and belly were covered in blood, sweat, and spit. Satisfied with the amount of crimson liquid splattered all over him, Sanderson threw the knife over his shoulder and forced Cosmo onto his hands and knees. Timmy found himself under the blindfolded man, wondering who he was. The thought quickly flew from his mind as he felt himself stretched out, and entered...blood and sweat nothing like lubricant.
Stroke faster...
"Ngh..." Sanderson could feel the stickiness of their bodies as he started thrusting in and out of Cosmo. Timmy moaned as Cosmo used the motion to thrust into him.
Stroke harder...
Timmy's fingernails dug into Cosmo's shoulders as their breath grew ragged as the room grew hot from their masochistic lovemaking. Skin against skin against skin...refusing to stop, refusing to slow down...refusing to let pain into their minds.
Breathe heavier...
All three of the screamed in unison as they came together minutes later, in a neverending wave of pleasure. They finally collasped, and Sanderson reached out to Cosmo's face with a bloody hand.
And scream louder...
"Surprise, Timmy." He whispered as he whipped off Cosmo's blindfold. Timmy gasped in shock at the sight of his godfather. He quivered as he curled up into a ball on the bloody bed, sobbing as he realized that the pixie had screwed up Cosmo just like he did with everyone else. But worse part was, he helped Sanderson do it all.
As you come for me...
"That'll be enough, Cos...that'll be enough..." Sanderson whispered as he lit a cigarette and lazily waved the bag of pills over the green-haired fairy's face. Cosmo opened his mouth, and let the pixie pour in the entire contents before swallowing it. The pixie then leaned down and kissed the fairy, sliding his tongue in and swirling it all around. He nibbled on Cosmo's lip as he pulled away a few seconds later.
And feel your guilt...Timmy...
"Rest...tomorrow will be even better..." He said as he got up and left an exhausted and nude fairy on the stained bed. Cosmo smiled as he once again was lost in his multi-colored world, even as a crying Timmy crawled over to him and tried to snap him out of his stoned state.
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"Anti-Cosmo?" Wanda questioned. He softly sighed and refused to lift his head up.
"Now...when we're at the point where everything is just going downhill...I feel simply horrible for everything that's happened. I...I didn't mean to let Sanderson go this far...or anything to happen toTimmy..."
"...Anti-Cosmo...please don't blame yourself..." Wanda soothed him. He shook his head, wiping the tears away.
"Y...you liar," he tried to laugh.
"You hate me for all the hell I put you through...just because of a stupid bargain I made with the purple-eyed demon." Wanda looked at the closed chamber door, and hugged Anti-Cosmo.
"Maybe...but that still doesn't mean you can't repent for your bad deeds." She said. Anti-Cosmo stayed silent for a minute before he spoke.
"Do you know what all of Sanderson's victims have in common?" He asked quietly.
"No...what?" Wanda asked, looking at the anti-fairy with a concerned look on her face.
"...They all made him feel...and he didn't like it." A voice replied. They looked up to see the Head Pixie in the doorway of the chamber.