Warning: Forced watersports. I honestly do not enjoy reading anything involving being urinated on or urinating on someone but I just thought that it would be something Vaas would likely do.
NOTE: I am hoping that this update is pleasing for you. I took wayyyy too much time on it and the end result is not what I really wanted but I am kind of sure that you readers will enjoy it way more than I do :P There will be some Vaason but it's going to be a slow build up until the actual sex. Hoyt keeps Jason away from Vaas just to piss him off and he ends up abusing the shit out of him without Vaas' knowing, which the drug lord couldn't care less but his domineering feelings change and Hoyt ends up having a teeny tiny bit of feelings for Jason (which is a slow build). I hope that this update is appreciated and you readers stick around for more!
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The door shuts with a loud echoing bang and Hoyt slowly lets go of Jason's hips, turning himself to face Vaas. The look across Vaas' dark features is quite pleasing to Hoyt and he snickers, watching Vaas pace the room like a caged tiger. Jason looks down at his hands on top of the desk, slowly curls them into tight fists and lets an unwanted tear fall from his chin onto his hand. His heart is thumping painfully loud in his ears and his blood is beyond the boiling point; he has no fucking idea if he's going to pass out or not, but luckily for Jason, the obnoxious arguing between the two men behind him has saved his mind from another wave of unconsciousness.
Busy listening to the beating of his heart and shaky breathing, Jason is taken by surprise when a warm hand meets the back of his neck, stroking fingers downward in a weird attempt to pet him like the animal they think he is. He lets it slide, assuming that the man behind the touch is Hoyt, already figuring out that he's powerless against the man. Jason's eyes fall closed and he lets his head fall down, trying his hardest to seek some kind of comfort from the alarming touch, breathing softly through the small slit between his cracked lips.
"You've got to learn to share Vaas," Hoyt's strong accented voice hits Jason's ears and it seems that he's a bit agitated with the pirate and to make current matters worse, Jason picks up on Vaas speaking his opinion in a way that Jason had expected, curses and a raised voice. The soft brushing at Jason's neck stops and the fingers fall away;
"You gave me a fucking choice Hoyt and I chose this white motherfucker!" Vaas curses and Jason turns his head to the side to catch a glimpse of the two men behind him; it's been Vaas, that insane motherfucker whose been touching Jason, what the fuck!? Jason returns his head to the front and looks back down at his fists which have fallen into a relaxed state, noticing the sudden churning in his stomach. God, Jason has to throw up, he really, really has to throw up and the two men bickering back and forth doesn't help with Jason's nausea. Closing his eyes and momentarily blocking out all sound, Jason turns around and lets the vile at the bottom of his stomach come up and splat into a nasty pile onto the floor right by Vaas' feet.
Jason collects himself against the desk and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, staring at the mess he's made. The expressions on both Hoyt and Vaas' faces are priceless and Jason has to fight back the laugh that wants to escape his mouth but a burp comes out instead and he cringes at the filthy taste on his tongue.
Hoyt's laugh fills the room and Vaas pulls out a pistol from the waistband of his pants, aiming it at Jason whose sitting on the ground. The need to laugh hysterically is completely gone and Jason swallows the filth at the back of his throat, staring up at Vaas. There is evil in his eyes and a twitch in his lip. The look on Vaas' face is just pure hatred, embarrassment and evil and Jason can see Hoyt watching in on the scene from behind.
"Stand the fuck up!" Vaas growls and Jason helps himself stand back onto his feet, keeping his eyes away from the vomit and on the pirate standing in front of him instead. Vaas doesn't move his eyes, he keeps them connected with Jason's, not bothering with the bead of sweat rolling down the side of his face. "I'd make you fucking eat that shit but seeing that you didn't spew all over my fucking boots, I'm going to let it slide," the intensity in Vaas' voice has slowly died down and Hoyt wanders up close behind him, whispering something into his ear. Jason furrows his brows and turns around seeing his shirt, socks and shoes on Hoyt's desk. He reaches out to grab them but Vaas fires the gun and the bullet rips right passed Jason's right hip and shoots straight through Hoyt's desk.
A groan immediately comes from Hoyt's mouth but when Jason turns back around, he can see that he has his arm over Vaas' shoulders. Jason is totally screwed. Who knew there would be someone crazier than Vaas on the islands?
Both men are staring directly at Jason, their expressions the exact opposite of each other, and the feeling of their gazes on him causes Jason's entire body to ultimately freeze. Vaas returns his gun to the waistband of his cargo pants and Hoyt removes his arm from the younger man's shoulders, letting Vaas take over. Vaas struts towards Jason who continues to stay in the immobile state as his eyes move on every last inch of the pirate King's being; the pirate standing before Jason is a few inches shorter than him but it doesn't change the fact that Jason is fearful of him. Vaas stays inside Jason's hazel eyes and snaps his fingers.
"Drop to your knees Jason," Vaas commands nonchalantly with a hint of anger in his accented tone but when Jason doesn't exactly comply right away, Vaas' tone instantly changes to something the American is used to.
"On your fucking knees white fucker!" he curses and a few speckles of spit land on Jason's face and he finally drops to his knees, looking at the vomit splatter close beside Vaas' boots. Hoyt retreats back to his desk and starts humming a tune unknown to Jason. Vaas sees where Jason's eyes flee to and he kneels over the American to grab his face, pinching both of his cheeks with his bandaged fingers that reek of gasoline and fresh cannabis. Vaas is quite the terrifying sight up close and now that Jason is forced to look into the pirate King's green glazed over eyes, surrounded by horrific dark circles, Jason jerks his head back a few times, afraid that Vaas' eyes will suck him in and chew him up.
The sight of Jason disobeying is a little amusing to Vaas but he doesn't make that known to Jason and continues to glare at him, giving him a hard slap across the face, one that is ten times more stronger than Hoyt's. The slap dazes Jason a bit but once his double vision fades away, Jason sees the pirate's evil face again. Hoyt's humming stops and Jason turns his eyes away from Vaas, seeing that Hoyt has reappeared into his vision.
"I can't fucking believe you are still alive Snow white, I really fucking can't," Vaas says to Jason with a little smile slowly letting go of his cheeks.
Jason's eyes return to Vaas after he stands up with Hoyt by his side and he growls. There is a wall of anger covering Jason's face but all Vaas and Hoyt do is laugh with each other at the sight at their feet. Jason is eager to get back onto his feet and the first move he makes, Vaas steps on Jason's foot, causing him to stay down. Jason releases another growl and reaches out to grab Vaas' ankles but at the sight of the man unbuckling his belt and pulling down the zipper, Jason pulls his hands back and shoves his back up against the hard desk behind him with a thud.
Vaas cocks his head and smirks, staring down at Jason as he pulls his pants down just enough for him to fish out his flacid penis. Jason instantly closes his eyes and turns his head with a groan, praying to some kind of God that that 'thing' doesn't go anywhere near Jason's face. Hoyt hides himself again behind his desk, humming that same tune. "Beat the shit out of me, I don't care anymore, just put it away..." Jason says softly, and Vaas is now aware of the intensity of Jason's fear, holding his penis in one calloused hand. Vaas shakes his head with a wide smile, snapping his fingers again, demeanor quickly changing.
"Why the FUCK do you not look at me, are you fucking stupid hermano, huh, look at ME!" Vaas snaps viciously at Jason, bending over at the waist but Jason doesn't respond in any kind of way; he doesn't even have something cocky to say. Jason is completely fearful and the shaking of his shoulders and his hands has Vaas biting at his bottom lip and he lets go of his penis to kneel to Jason's size. Hoyt's humming continues and Jason jumps when the pirate forcefully grabs the American's chin with his two dirty fingers and thumb, turning his head so that they can meet eyes but Jason still has his eyes closed too fucking tightly. It pisses Vaas off.
The buckle of Vaas' belt clicks against the floorboards and it startles Jason who finally opens up his eyes. Vaas cocks his head and pinches Jason's chin, flaring his nostrils. "You start fucking looking at me white boy, got it!" the pirate King demands, his tone low but the anger is totally visible in his voice and Jason licks his chapped lips, staring into Vaas' eyes, speechless and motionless;
Vaas raises his lip at the sight of Jason and gives him another powerful slap across the face causing him to fall onto his side. The strong horrid smell of Hoyt's cigar fills the room as well as the sweat and cannabis that is radiating off of Vaas.
"Nod your fucking head Jason!" Vaas growls and watches Jason collect himself carefully, sitting himself back up against Hoyt's desk, rubbing at the fading hand print across his cheek. Jason nods but gives Vaas the kind of look he shouldn't be giving him at the moment dropping his hands into his lap. A hardy chuckle escapes Vaas' mouth and he stands back up with a wink. Jason looks up at Vaas, keeping his eyes locked with the pirate who grabs a hold of his penis again and after Vaas licks his chapped lips, he releases a hot stream of urine, laughing as Jason uses his hands to try and block himself from getting wet but it's pretty impossible.
Hoyt's humming stops and a surprise chuckle comes out of his filthy mouth. He returns to Jason's view and watches as Vaas soaks him in urine. The pirate must have drank quite a lot. Vaas spreads his legs and pushes his hips forward, using his penis as a fucking water hose.
"Got to put out all the fucking attitude!" he snickers, raising his scarred eyebrow, swiping his tongue across his chapped lips once more, lost in the sight below him. The strong scent of Vaas' urine has Jason gagging and spitting at the pirate's feet and once Vaas is finally done and he shakes himself dry, the pirate returns his penis back into the confines of his hunting pants, zipping his fly and buckling his belt. He steps back and takes a whiff of the piss in the air, glaring down at Jason as he does so. Jason's bare torso, his toned stomach, arms and legs are covered in warm piss and he blinks away the urine that's dripping from his eyelashes. Fuck, he can't believe this! The bitter taste of Vaas' more than likely contaminated piss is on Jason's tongue and the urge to hurl again is strong but he holds it back since he will probably dry heave more than anything and he wants to show both Hoyt and Vaas that he's stronger than he's revealed to them.
Vaas leaves Hoyt's compound on a boat. He returns back to his camp in no time at all, thinking about Snow White and how great he looked drenched in his piss. The thought of Jason quickly flees from Vaas' mind though and he cuts the engine of the boat beside the creaky dock, hopping over the obvious hole in the said dock that he's sure he'd told someone to get fucking fixed at least a week ago. Thinking about the large hole in the dock only worsens Vaas' mood and to release a bit of his anger, Vaas scans his fiery gaze across the large camp, digs into the waistband of his pants to retrieve his pistol and locks his sights on an unsuspecting pirate.
Vaas storms off into the camp with his pistol keeping sights on the pirate and once he's close enough, looking into the black eyes of the anxious man, Vaas raises the pistol, lines the barrell up with the center of the pirate's forehead and fires. The other pirates around the camp hear the gunshot and come to the west side of the camp where they find Vaas and a dead fellow pirate draining blood all about the dirty and gravel.
Vaas' can feel the frantic thumping of his heart banging painfully against his ribcage and he lowers his gun, staring down at the lifeless body at his feet. A crystal clear image of Hoyt Volker takes the place of the dead pirate and it surprises Vaas but it only puts more and more fucking anger and rage onto the built up mound of anger that's already there. The pirates keep their distance from their King but still keep a curious eye on what Vaas is going to do next. Vaas tightens his face into a filthy expression, raises his upper lip into a snarl and aims the gun down at 'Hoyt' who is laying in a large puddle of brain matter and blood. The pirates take a step back at the same exact time, while holding onto their weapons like their lives depended on it; who knows, maybe their lives did.
"Vete a la mierda, pedazo de mierda hijo de puta!" Vaas spits those words like he is spitting hell fire as he shoots the body five fucking times. BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG! The violence in his words and what is shown on his face and in his stance have a few of the pirates leaving the area. Vaas isn't aware of his men around him or what's left of them; he's way too focused on the body on the ground nearly drowning in blood and more brain matter.
Vaas knows that the pirate at his feet isn't Hoyt and never was but he still managed to violate and wreck the man like he was Hoyt. Vaas definitely has so much more, so much fucking more cruelty, damage and abuse that he is more than willing to bring down upon Hoyt...if he ever has the chance. That man has hurt Vaas more than anyone will ever know. When Hoyt buzzed on Vaas' walkie the pirate expected it to be for something important, not to fucking tease him and make him piss all over Snow White, although Vaas did enjoy that part very much!