[ the pleased smirk spreading across Absinthe's face aren't just due to the words in and of themselves; they're due to the satisfaction at being able to so easily have Thancred debase himself like this, and there's a shudder of a laugh, his clothed clock twitching between them. ]
Are you practiced at this, I wonder -- acting the whore?
[ at last he releases the grip on his cock to undo his own pants. ]
[He forces a smile, though there's nothing but misery in his eyes.]
Has Lahabrea not told you? I am merely a shameless product of the lowest places. I've found my comfort in countless beds, you know. My body is barely even mine.
[He doesn't have to act when he is a real slut! Though it has been awhile, and it was never like this. But that's the point. Talking down about himself is part of the show.
As Absinthe's doing that, Thancred pushes his own hair out of his face, running his hands down his own neck to Lahabrea's mark at his throat. It's one of many, actually -- his body is littered with corruption tattoos he is still not used to. But drawing attention to that one in particular is a deliberate attempt to emphasize talking about how little his body belongs to him. That, actually, is for himself. He doesn't truly believe he's lost anything by sleeping around, but he does believe he lost a lot in that possession, so now he's trying to twist that into a comfort. His body is already messed up. Having it taken from him this way cannot compare to the way it was taken before.]
But you did say I was delicious. You enjoy this kind of dirty body, don't you?
[ now that his cock is bare he can rest it fully up against his ass -- with a hum of relief as he can finally get that direction contact, teasing between the cheeks of his ass with it even as his hand moves. ]
Lahabrea never quite told me specifics, but truthfully I am unsurprised. It seems to be a role you fall into all too well -- and not one I am minding out of you at all.
[ he leans down, once more, mouth against his neck -- against Lahabrea's mark, though he doesn't know exactly what it is it's an appealing enough location.
once again, his teeth drag and then clamp down there, just in threat of biting down and causing far more serious damage. ]
Ah... Please, then, indulge in it so long as I draw breath.
[He's itching to kill, but instead he's putting his aching arms around Absinthe's neck, holding him close as if he's actually wanted there. That mark at the hollow of his throat is such an ugly thing -- he actually wouldn't mind if it was ripped out, even if it killed him.]
There is so much of me you've yet to break, after all.
[ he murmurs as his teeth unlatch, and his tongue laps at the little pinpricks of blood his teeth did leave behind.
he does let go of Thancred's wrist at that point, yay! but it's mainly to dip his fingers back into that bleeding thigh wound, less yay, and use the slickness of the blood from there to unkindly press a finger into him. ]
[He was not actually anticipating the fingers going back in the wound, so it makes him jolt in a instinctive desire to escape the pain. But he can't exactly go anywhere, so he's just left gasping shuddering breaths, holding tighter around Absinthe's neck and forcing himself to press back against the invading finger.]
I am merely-- ah-- playing the role I must, as a gutter rat.
And how fitting of a role it is. As if you were born to aspire to nothing more than this. A piece of flesh to be feasted upon.
[ on top of the intrusion in and of itself being unkind; blood is not actually a great lubricant, drying quickly as he rocks that finger into him. but he is, at least, starting with just the one, and giving Thancred time to adjust as he pushes it as deep as he can in him. ]
[He almost wishes Absinthe wouldn't let him adjust at all. Just do it and get it over with and--
--and no, because that would be moving too fast. He needs to keep him busy as long as possible. So he just nods in response to the insults, rocking his hips as if the discomfort is pleasure and kissing Absinthe's jaw as if he actually wants to.]
[ he, obviously, takes that as encouragement! and with a pleased little sigh he presses the second finger into him, this one far steadier than the first, accounting for the stretch of having two digits inside of Thancred.
and still -- he's moving his hand over his cock, though it's slower now, far more purposeful. ]
[It's not actually nice but he's trying so hard to pretend it is. Physically, at least, a part of him is into it -- and inf act he's trying to tell himself to give into that part, because he's trying to pretend at it anyway.
Who cares? What the hell does it matter? He's already so humiliated, can it get any worse?]
And I could never question you.
[So he says, while contemplating what he's going to do the instant he feels Absinthe has his guard down.]
[ the fingers shift and scissor inside of him; it's all very methodical, unrushed. despite the lack of proper lubrication it does seem like he's making an earnest effort to prepare him properly, and he really does intend to drag this out.
thought not for too long -- Absinthe's cock awaits, hard and present against the inside of Thancred's thigh now. ]
Will you let me know, when you feel you are ready?
[He's agreeing to both the question and the statement -- continuing to cooperate fully, of course. He buries his face against Absinthe's shoulder, though, regardless of the stench, as he tries to keep his wits about him.
He holds out a bit longer, but he's increasingly wriggly as he does, slowly allowing himself to accept what feels good and react to it. But, eventually, in a strained whine, trying to remember the act he's putting on:]
[ he laughs - - and does pull his fingers out then, dragging the pads of his fingertips against his insides purposefully as he does.
And then his fingers take another friendly dip in the thigh wound, once more, re-slicking them so he can coat his cock in Thancred's blood before grabbing his hips and tugging him closer. ]
It is so hard to deny even vermin like you when you plead like that. As if I am doing you a kindness.
[He is kind of grateful this act accounts for that. He can be, at least a little, spiteful, even as he's bracing himself for something he wants to run from and yet isn't.]
You are a monster, Absinthe. But I... have given myself to you to destroy.
Do not forget... Even when this game concludes, rat - - how you begged for it.
[ with that, he'll be rising more on his knees to get a better angle for this, his hips still nestled between Thancred's legs - - and using his hand to brace his cock he'll be pushing inside of him, as steady as he was with his fingers albeit with a larger intrusion this time. ]
[Instinct is to wrap his legs around Absinthe's waist for this, but one of them is not actually in shape to move. So he'll make do with wrapping one leg around him -- clinging, now, as if he's wanting, and trying so so hard not to think about the future.
He will remember, of course. It's going to ruin him. But right now he's just shaking, overwhelmed by sensation and emotion, and counting down the seconds.
[ Absinthe isn't shy at all with how much he's enjoying this - - groaning as he sinks fully inside of him, relief after holding back till now, not resting until as much of his cock is inside Thancred as can fit - - a solid weight inside of him, hot with arousal. ]
You are quite - - tight. For filth of your supposed experience.
[He's tense because you're awful and he's in horrible pain, thanks! He's also letting his arms drop, falling back and looking up at him with all his anger and misery in the open.
Look at me, he thinks. Get taken in by it. Enjoy it, and then die.]
[ there's a shuddered chuckle as he looks at him, the sadistic glee at watching Thancred in this state not having left him - - especially not now with the hold of Thancred's insides around him, dragging against him when he pulls halfway out then shoves all the way in again, setting up a steady pace. ]
I am... n-nothing but... delighted with your cruelty.
[This is, of course, the opposite of truth. But he's still writhing on Absinthe's cock, arching up against him and panting in time. Even if he wasn't trying to be completely distracting, he couldn't really help it.]
[ pointedly he takes one hand away from Thancred's hips to curl it around his cock instead. when he thrusts in next, the movement of his hand is in time with the movement of his cock sinking all the way inside of him once more. ]
[Fuck. If he's not careful he's going to be the one too caught up in it, huh? Thancred can't stop himself squirming, though he does try to stop from moaning.
He doesn't want to like this. He doesn't, really. His body is just... messed up. It doesn't count. Being broken another way is not a big deal, obviously!]
Hurry--
[He blurts out, but cuts himself off there. It may sound like he's asking for more, and that's fine. What he was actually thinking is "hurry and finish so I can end this".]
[ Absinthe is definitely taking that as a plea for more -- even if it's not a genuine one, since he knows Thancred is playing this up for him.
he leans further over him, getting better leverage to be able to pick up the pace and using his hold on his hip for that as well -- he groans as the next thrust into him is done with enough force it'll push Thancred back on the floor a little and he has to tug him back onto his cock, finger squeezing too-tight over Thancred's own shaft.
it doesn't seem like it'll take long, at this rate, for Absinthe to finish, so worked up from Thancred's misery. ]
[He lets himself whimper at that, wincing at the pain and trembling with the stress. He hates it. He hates all of this so much!
Fortunately, it seems he's getting his chance to retaliate. He tangles one hand in Absinthe's hair again, pulling him in close to kiss him with only half-faked desperation. For a few more seconds he's playing along, pressing his body into Absinthe's as hard as he can and whining against his lips. But just at the last moment, when they're both dangerously close to the edge, he'll tighten his fingers in Absinthe's hair and abruptly shove sideways with all the strength he can muster, aiming to slam his head into to the side of the buffet table with crushing force.
It'll definitely make his injured wrist worse, but he doesn't care. He's just going to try to bash Absinthe's head in, with as many blows as necessary to prove he is absolutely not going to get up.]
[ fortunately for Thancred -- much like he predicted, he's far too lost in his own pleasure (and Thancred's suffering) to really be keeping too aware for that. the hand in his hair is just another point of stimulation, a discomfort that melds in with everything else as he moans against his mouth --
so when his head is jerked to get bashed into the side of the buffet table he's dazed enough, his hips stilling, that he doesn't react in time to stop the next one. or the next one, or the one after that -- though his fingers scrabble at him, for the knife, for anything after the first few hits
after the others, he slumps against him, if not dead at the very least unconscious. ]
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Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 05:05 am (UTC)Are you practiced at this, I wonder -- acting the whore?
[ at last he releases the grip on his cock to undo his own pants. ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 05:15 am (UTC)[He forces a smile, though there's nothing but misery in his eyes.]
Has Lahabrea not told you? I am merely a shameless product of the lowest places. I've found my comfort in countless beds, you know. My body is barely even mine.
[He doesn't have to act when he is a real slut! Though it has been awhile, and it was never like this. But that's the point. Talking down about himself is part of the show.
As Absinthe's doing that, Thancred pushes his own hair out of his face, running his hands down his own neck to Lahabrea's mark at his throat. It's one of many, actually -- his body is littered with corruption tattoos he is still not used to. But drawing attention to that one in particular is a deliberate attempt to emphasize talking about how little his body belongs to him. That, actually, is for himself. He doesn't truly believe he's lost anything by sleeping around, but he does believe he lost a lot in that possession, so now he's trying to twist that into a comfort. His body is already messed up. Having it taken from him this way cannot compare to the way it was taken before.]
But you did say I was delicious. You enjoy this kind of dirty body, don't you?
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 05:53 am (UTC)Lahabrea never quite told me specifics, but truthfully I am unsurprised. It seems to be a role you fall into all too well -- and not one I am minding out of you at all.
[ he leans down, once more, mouth against his neck -- against Lahabrea's mark, though he doesn't know exactly what it is it's an appealing enough location.
once again, his teeth drag and then clamp down there, just in threat of biting down and causing far more serious damage. ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:02 am (UTC)[He's itching to kill, but instead he's putting his aching arms around Absinthe's neck, holding him close as if he's actually wanted there. That mark at the hollow of his throat is such an ugly thing -- he actually wouldn't mind if it was ripped out, even if it killed him.]
There is so much of me you've yet to break, after all.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:08 am (UTC)[ he murmurs as his teeth unlatch, and his tongue laps at the little pinpricks of blood his teeth did leave behind.
he does let go of Thancred's wrist at that point, yay! but it's mainly to dip his fingers back into that bleeding thigh wound, less yay, and use the slickness of the blood from there to unkindly press a finger into him. ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:12 am (UTC)I am merely-- ah-- playing the role I must, as a gutter rat.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:19 am (UTC)[ on top of the intrusion in and of itself being unkind; blood is not actually a great lubricant, drying quickly as he rocks that finger into him. but he is, at least, starting with just the one, and giving Thancred time to adjust as he pushes it as deep as he can in him. ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:23 am (UTC)--and no, because that would be moving too fast. He needs to keep him busy as long as possible. So he just nods in response to the insults, rocking his hips as if the discomfort is pleasure and kissing Absinthe's jaw as if he actually wants to.]
Mm... You are, of course, perfectly right.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:26 am (UTC)and still -- he's moving his hand over his cock, though it's slower now, far more purposeful. ]
I am never wrong.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:29 am (UTC)[It's not actually nice but he's trying so hard to pretend it is. Physically, at least, a part of him is into it -- and inf act he's trying to tell himself to give into that part, because he's trying to pretend at it anyway.
Who cares? What the hell does it matter? He's already so humiliated, can it get any worse?]
And I could never question you.
[So he says, while contemplating what he's going to do the instant he feels Absinthe has his guard down.]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:33 am (UTC)[ the fingers shift and scissor inside of him; it's all very methodical, unrushed. despite the lack of proper lubrication it does seem like he's making an earnest effort to prepare him properly, and he really does intend to drag this out.
thought not for too long -- Absinthe's cock awaits, hard and present against the inside of Thancred's thigh now. ]
Will you let me know, when you feel you are ready?
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:41 am (UTC)[He's agreeing to both the question and the statement -- continuing to cooperate fully, of course. He buries his face against Absinthe's shoulder, though, regardless of the stench, as he tries to keep his wits about him.
He holds out a bit longer, but he's increasingly wriggly as he does, slowly allowing himself to accept what feels good and react to it. But, eventually, in a strained whine, trying to remember the act he's putting on:]
I-- Please take me...!
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:48 am (UTC)And then his fingers take another friendly dip in the thigh wound, once more, re-slicking them so he can coat his cock in Thancred's blood before grabbing his hips and tugging him closer. ]
It is so hard to deny even vermin like you when you plead like that. As if I am doing you a kindness.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:52 am (UTC)[He is kind of grateful this act accounts for that. He can be, at least a little, spiteful, even as he's bracing himself for something he wants to run from and yet isn't.]
You are a monster, Absinthe. But I... have given myself to you to destroy.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:57 am (UTC)[ with that, he'll be rising more on his knees to get a better angle for this, his hips still nestled between Thancred's legs - - and using his hand to brace his cock he'll be pushing inside of him, as steady as he was with his fingers albeit with a larger intrusion this time. ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 07:00 am (UTC)He will remember, of course. It's going to ruin him. But right now he's just shaking, overwhelmed by sensation and emotion, and counting down the seconds.
Almost... almost...]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 07:05 am (UTC)You are quite - - tight. For filth of your supposed experience.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 07:09 am (UTC)[He's tense because you're awful and he's in horrible pain, thanks! He's also letting his arms drop, falling back and looking up at him with all his anger and misery in the open.
Look at me, he thinks. Get taken in by it. Enjoy it, and then die.]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 07:15 am (UTC)You... Do not seem grateful.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 07:19 am (UTC)[This is, of course, the opposite of truth. But he's still writhing on Absinthe's cock, arching up against him and panting in time. Even if he wasn't trying to be completely distracting, he couldn't really help it.]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 07:25 am (UTC)[ pointedly he takes one hand away from Thancred's hips to curl it around his cock instead. when he thrusts in next, the movement of his hand is in time with the movement of his cock sinking all the way inside of him once more. ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 07:28 am (UTC)He doesn't want to like this. He doesn't, really. His body is just... messed up. It doesn't count. Being broken another way is not a big deal, obviously!]
Hurry--
[He blurts out, but cuts himself off there. It may sound like he's asking for more, and that's fine. What he was actually thinking is "hurry and finish so I can end this".]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 06:05 pm (UTC)he leans further over him, getting better leverage to be able to pick up the pace and using his hold on his hip for that as well -- he groans as the next thrust into him is done with enough force it'll push Thancred back on the floor a little and he has to tug him back onto his cock, finger squeezing too-tight over Thancred's own shaft.
it doesn't seem like it'll take long, at this rate, for Absinthe to finish, so worked up from Thancred's misery. ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-28 10:31 pm (UTC)Fortunately, it seems he's getting his chance to retaliate. He tangles one hand in Absinthe's hair again, pulling him in close to kiss him with only half-faked desperation. For a few more seconds he's playing along, pressing his body into Absinthe's as hard as he can and whining against his lips. But just at the last moment, when they're both dangerously close to the edge, he'll tighten his fingers in Absinthe's hair and abruptly shove sideways with all the strength he can muster, aiming to slam his head into to the side of the buffet table with crushing force.
It'll definitely make his injured wrist worse, but he doesn't care. He's just going to try to bash Absinthe's head in, with as many blows as necessary to prove he is absolutely not going to get up.]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 12:41 am (UTC)so when his head is jerked to get bashed into the side of the buffet table he's dazed enough, his hips stilling, that he doesn't react in time to stop the next one. or the next one, or the one after that -- though his fingers scrabble at him, for the knife, for anything after the first few hits
after the others, he slumps against him, if not dead at the very least unconscious. ]
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