The Evil Within : ''Indoctrination'' Chapter 2
Sebastian was cornered, the detective had nowhere to go, all escape routes were blocked by one individual: Ruvik, the hooded man that has been messing with his mind since he began this investigation. Tormented could be the right term for how the detective felt right now, his breathing unsteady, feeling the pair of white eyes staring at him.
No, this position was imminent, immobile, he could only be a fool to dare escape Ruvik now. Recalling he provoked Ruvik afterall, it might've been wiser to have fled his wrath. Despite thinking of what could have gone better, he could consider what might go worse now, at Ruvik's mercy, he kept silent.
Silence began filling the room for a vast amount of time, like time shifted and nothing seemed to be real anymore. The detective even wondered if this was a mere dream at this rate, how many times he has to say ''Fuck'' before he will awaken from this comatose? Oh how he held onto that moment, clamped onto that thought it was a mere dream, a nightmare that'd give a child a life-long trauma. Such an ordeal can not be manifested on anyone, mental scarring effects one, where the line between sane and the opposite is thin, like crossing ice that can break, drowning you. A deep inhale ran through the nose of Costellanos, nostrils widening as the dreaded air was sucked up by his fear. Ruvik stood before him, the man with the ragged white coat stared at him for eternity without lips parting or taking breaths, no signs whatsoever he was alive, it gave the detective even more urge to deter.
Those white eyes that contained so much emotion, carrying you away as if pulling strings, with ease the detective felt being drawn into Ruvik's captivating eyes, but he knew if he submitted, there was no way he could make it out alive. It was his duty, as a detective to cast away such terrors as Ruvik, such evil that kept manifesting, feeding on vengeance and pain of others. Ruvik extended his right hand to the black haired male, who was backed against the wall, letting the burned tissue of his digits scrape across the throat of the other, pressuring the veins running alongside the throat, before gripping the area, not to suffocate, but domination. Sebastian wanted to fight, but little energy, little sense left him fragile within the grip of Ruvik, he recalled he had his gun with just three or less bullets in them, but at this stage, gunpoint was a tactic to be considered useless, attempts validated futile.
Ruvik lifted his head upwards as his hand would begin to clamp closer around Sebastian's neck, lifting him up and against the wall, few inches from the ground,, the light in the room was just enough to disclose the misformed, damaged tissue cloaking across the hooded man's facial features. Few seconds passing Ruvik lowered his head slightly as his lips lined into a broad morbid smirk that only few consider alluring. Sebastian began to gasp for air already, although he did not feel like he was being suffocated. ''What..is this?'' he was levitated, but it was not threatening him, confused, he elevated his left hand to warp around Ruvik's hand located at his throat, to be released was all he wanted right now. Ruvik however had other plans in mind, the wall that appeared of ordinary casting began to feel..different, as if it were alive, had it own will. Sebastian grit his teeth in what was to come, feeling sharp wires tangling around his body that'd save Ruvik the effort of keeping him in his grip. Sebastian felt his wrists and ankles being pressured by the black painful wires, cutting into his skin as blood began to flow down his skin, he had no choice but to drop his gun, which fell onto the ground with a loud thud that broke the silence. Now Sebastian was ready, kept in place.
Ruvik withdrew, eying the detective with a much apparant glimmer of amusement in his eyes. ''You are mine, ''Seb''. I know what you crave. What you fear. But now, I crave for you''. Sebastian's copper eyes widened at these words, twisting and turning his body as the wires tangled around his limbs, bleeding and bleeding as the crimson liquid stained his dark brown pants, groaning lowly, he grew annoyed by this play as before, the detective couldn't care for anything anymore at now. He lost it. ''You fucking sick bastard, let me go!'' he demanded, trying to let his anger make his words sound persuasive, intimidating., to no avail. Another smirk plastered across Ruvik's lips that parted again, glancing up to the detective. ''You are a fine specimen. Too bad you waste my time''. The hooded male added, slowly letting the digits of his right hand trace across the crotch of the foolhardy cop', whom winced at the sudden touch upon his genitals. ''Oh -shit-. What the fuck..''. He thought, again, he decided words cannot change Ruvik. He fell into a well too deep that nobody could reach. Oblivious to the vacinity he was in, he knew who those two bodies were, eying Ruvik with a fiery copper glare as the body of the detective began heating up by the treatment Ruvik bestowed upon him. Blatantly Ruvik continued to let his hand make circular motions around the forming bulge that belonged to his property. What was his, ''mine''.
Sebastian bit his lowerlip as his head corked back, feeling his bulge growing to much regret, the harassment, the emberassment he felt himself in could not be described in words, nothing would suffice rught now. Heat began rising up inside the muscular body of the man, muscles tensing as eyes shut, avoiding the manipulating stare that Ruvik had. He breathed heavily as his chest up and down, sweat drenching his tunic at the arousal, exactly this is what Ruvik wanted, and Sebastian knew it. Ruvik averted his gaze from Sebastian to his crotch again, letting his other burned hand join in to unbuckle the belt most cops and detectives had, thick material, but not thick enough to resist Ruvik's dwelling hands that now pulled the pants down, eying the erection that pressed against the thin cloth that were the man's boxers.
''Beautiful''. Ruvik spoke, beginning to rub more effeciently against the member, thin burned digits discreetly rubbing up and down against the fabric with more lost. He craved. He craved for more and more. Oh, how Ruben Victariano had never had any sexual pleasures before, this was a feast to him, the biggest meal he could ever afford, and he'd not let it slip away. It is his. Sebastian clenched his fists together to resist, mentally it was disgusting, sick, morbid, obnoxious, anything close to that, but he could relate to Ruvik, somehow..his daughter killed by fire. And so was Laura. But this wasn't the time to have sympathy with the one tormenting his sleep and haunting his nights. As Ruvik kep going on, Sebastian moaned softly, eyelids lifting to open as the copper hue was shown again, dilated, he eyed instantly down to Ruvik whom was smirking even more at the sign of pleasure.
Sebastian was fucked., he had no escape from this nightmare, his struggles were draining him as much as the blood was that formed a pool on the already crimson red carpet, which made it even more sick.. It was almost like hours passed before Ruvik finally tugged down the man's boxers and curled his digits around the cock, already pre-cum was glistering at the tip of the shaft in deep shame, Sebastian dared not to look, his ego could not be eaten, chewed upon and spit out again, since it was a mere pinch of salt, it was gone. The hooded male shifted to the side, having his right hand dive below the fabric of the pants that ran up Sebastian's left leg, stroking him as the blood passed onto the burned digits of Ruvik, pleased by this, he kept going on to rub the cock of the detective with his left hand, soft, lustfull rubs around the tip that melted with the pre-cum made the throbbing warm cock beg for more, he kept going on and going on untill eventually white, sticky, hot cum spouted from the tip, covering the palm of Ruvik's hand, but also the corpses that posed to be his parents.. Sebastian panted heavily from the jerking off by Ruvik, flustered as he long forgot the pain he was in, as pleasure overwhelmed and overrid his mental objections. Sebastian had a pleading look in his eyes, he wanted to go all the way. He did not care anymore, he was indoctrinated.
Ruvik smiled wickedly and dispersed into the darkness. ''We will meet again. ''Seb''.