LOGINSky smiled slowly as he looked at Azxel, chained and helpless before him. He reached out and traced a finger down Azxel's chest, over his piercings. "You look so pretty like this," he purred. "All mine to play with."He grabbed his whip and cracked it in the air, watching as Azxel shivered and whimpered, he let Azxel's towel fall off his waist, his cock immediately springing up, "Beg me for it," Sky commanded. "Beg me to hurt you."Azxel obeyed immediately, his voice quavering. "Please...please hurt me, Sky. I want to feel your pain."Sky grinned, delighted by the desperation in Azxel's tone. He cracked the whip again, harder this time, watching as red welts rose on Azxel's skin."More," Azxel gasped, writhing against his bonds. "I can take more." He said like a good boy, he is. We couldn't blame him right? He just wanted to gain Sky's trust.Sky obliged, whipping Azxel until he was covered in welts and his voice was hoarse from screaming. Then he set the whip aside and picked up a ca
“Sky? Sky, you’re finally back after days of—”“Don’t hug me.”Azxel stepped forward, but Sky brushed past him like he was air, his boots thudding once as he crossed the room and dropped onto the mattress. He didn’t even look at Azxel, he just stretched out, one arm behind his head, bored already.“Sky, you’re finally back,” Azxel said quickly, his voice too bright and welcoming for someone who just pushed last him.Sky flicked his fingers once, dismissive. “You look dirty. I told you, I don’t touch dirty things.” A small laugh slipped from him, low and amused, like Azxel’s existence was the joke.Azxel froze, then nodded fastly. He was told already, Sky had told him before. “I, I'll change quickly. I’ll dress up for you. My piercings stopped hurting, and I just— I was just happy you were back, so I wanted to tell you.”“Good.” Sky’s tone stayed flat, lazy. “If it stopped hurting, then..., we can do another one.”He finally raised his eyes up dragging them down on Azxel. He looked...
Sleepless nights. Azxel has had them in days. He hadn’t slept properly in days. He kept drifting off for a few minutes, then jerking awake again with his heart pounding. His body felt weak, but his mind wouldn’t calm down.He hadn’t gone back to his own room since his confrontation with Jaelen. He stayed in Sky’s bed, wearing Sky’s clothes, waiting for the door to open.But it never did.Sky had been gone since the day Jaelen came in. He left no messages. Not like he cares. Sky didn't care but for Azxel, he cares.Azxel sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting between his knees. His chest ached in a slow, steady way.Every hour felt longer than the last.He stared at the door again but it didn't move. Not like it will.“Come back already,” he muttered under his breath, rubbing his face. His eyes were red from lack of sleep, his hair was messy but who cares.He couldn’t even think about therapy or rehab. The idea of talking to anyone else or even eating made him feel sick. He only
He pushed Azxel forward until he was hunched over, his face inches from the mirror. In the glass, Azxel could see the damage Sky had inflicted on him. His chest was flushed a deep, angry red, his nipples swollen and glistening, the fresh piercings gleaming wickedly in the light."Beautiful," Sky murmured, pressing himself against Azxel's back. "Isn't it?"He traced a finger around one of the piercings, making Azxel whimper. "And it's all mine," he purred possessively. "All mine to play with, all mine to destroy."He bit down on Azxel's shoulder, his teeth sinking into the tender flesh. Azxel cried out, the pain sharp and immediate. Sky just laughed, his breath hot against Azxel's skin."Get used to it," he whispered. "This is your life now. Pain and pleasure, all wrapped up in a pretty little bow."He thrust his hips forward, grinding himself against Azxel's ass. Azxel could feel his hardness through the fabric of their pants, the evidence of Sky's arousal."You like it?" Sky growled,
Sky loomed over Azxel, his mere presence a taunting specter. Azxel felt the heat radiating off his body, a mere breath away from touching his chest. But Sky kept his distance, letting the anticipation build, with tension coiling in Azxel's gut."You're already wound tight," Sky purred, amusement dancing in his dark eyes. "And I haven't even laid a finger on you."His gloved hand hovered just inches above Azxel's chest, not quite touching, but close enough to feel the promise. Azxel's breath hitched, his skin prickling with goosebumps, his belly button still hurt, but he felt pleasure now.Sky's lips curved into a wicked grin."Sensitive, aren't we?" he murmured.Slowly, Sky traced a single finger down the center of Azxel's chest, from his collarbone to sternum. The lightest of touches, yet it felt electric, Azxel's muscles quivering in response. Sky's nail teased over the sensitive skin just above his nipple, making Azxel gasp."There it is," Sky whispered, his voice a low, seductive
Azxel was now used to inhaling smoke and choking on chains. He saw that as a wonderful habit, he always got happy when he sees the proud look on Sky's face.Sky? The look he has been giving was a proud look, true. But Sky was proud, because his plan to break his prey was coming through.He saw the way the boy clings to him like he has no choice. It was annoying but remember, he wants to destroy and break Azxel so patience has a very important part in what we he needed to do.Azxel knelt beside him now, leaning against Sky’s leg like he belonged there. He held the cigarette properly, like Sky taught him, inhaled shallow, and released the smoke with shaky control.Sky tapped ash into the tray and looked down at him with a crazy smile. “Better,” he said simply, staring at his eyes directly.Azxel’s chest warmed. Better. That was enough to make him want to try again.And he did.Sky watched the smoke drift from Azxel’s lips. “As my student, I'm a very proud teacher.” he chuckled, “You are
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