The Evil Within: ''' Madness in Me'' Chapter Eight
It was most strenous that Sebastian was inept of mitigating the experience that placed him in an incapacitated position. The little hope he could alleviate the pain that seared through his wrists was something he wanted most dearly, those cutting edge wires that slithered around his limbs and kept him in a sedentary place made the male truculent, however it was not possible. The slightest of perusal could validate his bloodloss was so severe, it would have killed him already, but ofcourse this is far from reality, and unlike reality, the mind can be convinced the pain is a thousand times worse than it appears to be. Easily decepted by visual, concluded, the seasoned detective Costellanos was taking more on his fork than he was able to handle. The excessive abundance of perpetual abuse and pain left its mark on the male's mind, but even now, he was determined to fight. A lurid sensation ran through his entity as his body was grinded against, inclined to resign and deter, though lacking the energy to do so due to the lassitude.
Ruvik however was utmost pleased that he had a grip on Sebastian that was not able to falter, progressing with the indulging treatment he was bestowing upon dear Sebastian, out of the kindness of his loving- loving and sick twisted heart and mind. Those mesmerizing eyes were always filled with an insatiable desire, as something unscrutable, but one thing was certain, there was enmity. This man had clear ulterior motives and Sebastian was prone to die if his despondent attitude doesn't subside soon. The detective let his coppery stare linger on the eyes of the hooded man, as if Ruvik, without words, was deriding him, and the retort of Sebastian was only eliciting the other, it was imperative he gained answers. The ebony haired male sucked in air of fear, allowing Ruvik to do his predilection, although not with a happy thought attached to it. Evident heath was felt, the man's chest bloodied and holding an array of cuts that were old and new, presenting the other with a feast he arranged himself. Not without sweat, it formed over the surface of Sebastian's flesh as his corked back, teeth still gritting together as he breathed in sharply, trying to compose himself to survive this ordeal. Putrid, and timid, the male released a low moan through his grit teeth, even trying to restrain himself, the rubbing of Ruvik's hands against his bulge made the task hard. Muscles tensed as his back arched slightly, as far the wires would allow him, raking through the unscathed skin that was free to tear apart.
Minutes passed as Ruvik continued, eagerly opening the belt and the zip, though his focus was intently on his prize, the man was losing sight of actions from Sebastian. The male that was upon the table, struggling now as he managed to pull an arm free from the wires retrieved the match attached to his belt and lit it, without further consideration setting the other aflame. Ruvik began to deter and the wires faded as evident sign his powers were being drained, fire being his biggest enemy as his robes burned and crumbled to ashes, screaming as his eyes remained open wide in anger; Sebastian didn't allow himself to think and hastily made a run for it, targetting the door he came in through, however his moment of victory was brief. The door was closed, and not the usual kind of closed, it was overwhelmed by a thick layer of gore and guts, like a band-aid over a wound. He breathed out as his hands formed into fists and began to slam at the door, but without avail. Ruvik retaliated as only his pants were left from the fire, somehow having managed to overcome the fire. Sebastian casted a glance over his shoulder to spot Ruvik that stood there as if nothing occured, that unsettling grin was visible again, which made Sebastian cringe as his stomach twisted. Helplessly Sebastian began to curse; ''Goddamnit, this fucking shit all the time!''. Somehow the gore over the door began to weaken under Sebastian's scraping and whatnot, seeing an exit as he sought to pass, though by another glance over his shoulder, Ruvik teleported and appeared behind him. ''You really thought you could destroy me, in -my- world?''. Sebastian felt dumbfounded at the fact stated, and indeed it was true, but it did give him enough time to get free- well, for the moment. Ruvik shook his head as his hands began to grip for Sebastian's wrists again, unbelievable strength was compelled as his face and body were cornered against the door, shallowly breathing as the intellectual behind him pressed against him. ''I appreciate it, Seb. You are only making this game more enticing to play''. Sebastian cursed again as he struggled to free himself, ebony strands running down his features as his evident weary expression remained.
The madness in me, Sebastian thought. Not the way I thought how it turned out to be, just more insanity. The digits of Sebastian pressed against the wood of the door before eventually closing, letting his eyelids lower slightly as his vigour was drained.
''You won't live. Not physically..-Y-..you'll just be a memory. -Nothing-''. Sebastian muttered out, though his tone was confident and his words threatening. Ruvik remained silent as the smirk creeped upon his lips again as he leaned in towards the other, having released Sebastian's wrists as the burnt digits slithered along the abdomen of the muscular frame, downwards the front to linger upon the bulge. Sebastian pressed his forehead against the door as his eyes closed tightly, a sear of pain bursting through his brains as he groaned. The dim lights of the room creating a crime scene, almost making the play more grim. He was hard to resist, this culprit, his voice, his appearance, his appaling attraction to Sebastian and the trepidation he gave to the male, who wouldn't blame themselves for being too weak. Sebastian hoped that vacillating himself to thoughts could make it endurable, clinging onto it as he arched his back, his eyes opening to gaze down to Ruvik's fingers that coiled around the member, moaning softly as his unstabile breathing maintained. Now, Sebastian was lowering his guard, and Ruvik took advantage of the momentum; his left hand moved back and upwards to run his fingers through the black strands of Sebastian, palm against the cranium, fingertips pressing against the scalp. ''Who knew that I ever said it was too bad you were involved in this. In contrary, it is not too bad. You suffice''.