[ 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. ]
[Once he's still, Thancred grabs the knife. He can't be sure. He can't-- so he puts the point at the base of Absinthe's skull and shoves, up into his head. After that, he can breathe. But that just means everything hits him at once, so he's left under the body, hyperventilating and nowhere near coherent.
Everything hurts. Both physically and emotionally he feels wrecked. When he goes to shove the corpse off of him, it gets worse -- because Absinthe is bigger than Thancred and with all his injuries and the adrenaline crash he can't actually do it. His arms feel like jelly and he can't steady them at all.
He'll manage it eventually, once he's had a bit to recover. But for now he's trapped in that position, breaking down into quiet tears and hating himself more than ever.]
[He is... still freaking out. Just making soft, small noises of distress underneath the corpse! Once they're close enough the situation is abundantly clear, given the position and state of Thancred's everything. And the instant he notices them he goes dead silent.
He didn't think he could be more mortified than he already was, but having friends find him like this is beyond humiliating.]
[Having the corpse moved is a relief, but also painful. It jostles his injuries and, well, up til that moment he still had a dick in him! Which is awful.
The moment he can, he's pressing himself against the blood-smeared buffet table and curling into a ball. It's a very clumsy effort. There's so much blood, and he's so tired...]
[He looks up long enough to accept the jacket at least. He'll be less embarrassed with everything covered up. But still, he's shaking uncontrollably and his breathing is next to hysterical.
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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. ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 12:57 am (UTC)Everything hurts. Both physically and emotionally he feels wrecked. When he goes to shove the corpse off of him, it gets worse -- because Absinthe is bigger than Thancred and with all his injuries and the adrenaline crash he can't actually do it. His arms feel like jelly and he can't steady them at all.
He'll manage it eventually, once he's had a bit to recover. But for now he's trapped in that position, breaking down into quiet tears and hating himself more than ever.]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 02:50 am (UTC)from here he mostly like, sees the dead body so he's just coming over to roll the body over, trying to see who the fuck this is ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 03:03 am (UTC)Oh, seven hells.
[he doesn't quite have the angle to see thancred yet either.]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 03:08 am (UTC)He didn't think he could be more mortified than he already was, but having friends find him like this is beyond humiliating.]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 03:39 am (UTC)[ he nearly jumps from seeing the other—corpse? is that a corpse? is that
no he doesn't
?? ]
T-Thancred-san!?
[ worry twists his expression and he more bodily shoves absinthe to the side ]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 04:07 am (UTC)[oh.
oh fuck.
immediately scrambling over to drop to his knees at Thancred's side]
Oh--
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 04:09 am (UTC)[Having the corpse moved is a relief, but also painful. It jostles his injuries and, well, up til that moment he still had a dick in him! Which is awful.
The moment he can, he's pressing himself against the blood-smeared buffet table and curling into a ball. It's a very clumsy effort. There's so much blood, and he's so tired...]
D-Do not... look at me like that.
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 04:12 am (UTC)I—
[ glancing to the buffet table and wincing, down to absinthe's body and wincing again, sucking in a trembling breath ]
—I won't look . . . Thancred-san . . .
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 04:43 am (UTC)I am-- sorry...
[he doesn't know what to do. he's so angry and nauseatingly upset, but he doesn't know how to even try to help without risking making things worse.]
Re: Betrayal 3: Traitor Only Session
Date: 2020-08-29 04:46 am (UTC)He's willing himself to calm down, but he can't.]
Are you both alright?
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