⎾ MOROSIS ⏌

[xDarkWinterx]

True there was no guarantee he would allow Miguel into his home if he had knocked. All the more, he likely wouldn’t have. Abel was a more shoot first ask questions later type of person. He took note as Miguel rolled his eyes at his words. Abel had many so called goodies, but only few he would use on his enemies. Many were for play, but right now he was looking to punish Miguel. He did not expect to be attacked in his home, especially by some nameless punk. Abel didn’t care for his reason, all he knew that he was likely killing for his own games or greed. He wasn’t going to die for money, over something stupid.

Abel knew Cornelius wanted him dead for sleeping with his wife. However the fact remained that he hadn’t. There was no way he would sleep with her. Abel had probably meet her in passing, after all he was bad with faces, though names he knew well. He wondered if he had met her at a party in the last few months. There was no telling when he had caught her eye. Abel didn’t care, perhaps it was easier to blame him than take the blame of sleeping with her lover instead.

Tipping Miguel’s head back with the paddle, he listened as he spoke. Abel watched as Miguel soon retaliated against him, feeling the kick to the thigh. He listened as he spoke of Kieran, as his lover. Abel growled slightly as he moved around Miguel. He grabbed his hair, as he pulled his head back. ”Do I need to tie you up?” Abel questioned him as he gripped his hair tight in his hair. ”I can, but it wouldn’t leave you much room to wiggle around so freely.” He spoke as his other hand slipped down with the paddle in hand.

Kieran was far from being his lover. To Abel, he was nothing more than a friend, even a substitute sibling if he had to go so deep. However, as a lover they were too similar in behavior, both being a top they would never work out. Abel loved him, yes but not as a lover. He didn’t feel that way about him. Abel much preferred the weak and small to someone at his own level.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

It wasn't his business to decide if the reason to kill a person was worth it or not. The more time he spent with Abel, he didn't really care if he was gay or straight. He was a piece of s**t in his opinion. One that he, was growing aggressively tired of. He was tired of his cruelty and of his games. At this point he wasn't even worth what he was being paid. He'd kill for the sheer pleasure in doing so.

As the male came back towards him, he tired to kick him away. He heard the low growl and knew that whatever came next would hurt. Jakob whined as his hair was soon yanked, forcing him to pull his head back. He tried and failed to swing his legs back at the male. "Let me go, you ******** psycho!" he screamed. He whined again as the male only gripped his hair tighter. He barely registered the threat, but the intensity behind it was well received. When his hair was finally released he was shaking in anger. The back of his head throbbed slightly. He had to wonder if the male might have pulled some of the hairs out by the roots.

He hardly care what Kieran was to Abel. He meant what he said. He was not going to die in this basement. He didn't care how much Abel beat him. He wouldn't be rid of him that easily. Some way, some how he was going to report back to Cornelius. He was going to let him see the mark made upon him, hear the threats as well. And when his body was healed, he was coming back to finish the job. Abel was going to die by his very hand.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Listening as Miguel whined as his hair was yanked, Abel watched as he tried to kick him again. He didn’t mind after all who liked a lifeless toy. Abel found Miguel was amusing, he knew he was angry at him, but it wasn’t as if he was going anywhere. He had to wonder how long before Kieran was home. Abel didn’t need him walking in one his fun and ruining it. After all he knew Kieran wasn’t the type to join in on his abuse of another person, especially if it wasn’t consensual.

Abel stepped away as Miguel screamed at him, releasing his hair. He had pulled out a few strands, but it didn’t bother him. Abel needed to teach Miguel a lesson. He moved, as he slipped his hands around Miguel. Abel unbutton his pants, pushing them down around his thighs, revealing his nice white a**. He didn’t have the time to admire it though. Abel stepped back, as he held the leather paddle in hand.

Bringing it back, he struck Miguel’s a** nice and hard a few times. Abel didn’t care if he screamed, after all it wasn’t as if anyone could hear him. The walls were padded down here. He watched as his a** turned bright red from the marks, as he struck him.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

It was frustrating not being able to defend himself. In this moment he hated Abel so much. He'd kill him if he could. How he'd love to watch the blood seep from his body as he slashed at the major arteries. In his current position, those thoughts were nothing more than a dream. He whimpered in pain, wondering just how bald he was now. Where the hell was Kieran when he needed him? He seemed so concerned about keeping this psychopath alive and yet he was nowhere to be found. His throat ached to call out for him, hoping that he might just hear him.

He couldn't do it though. He didn't want to think how much more furious Abel would be if he knew he'd already spoken with Kieran behind his back. The man would likely shred him limb from limb if he knew that they had slept together. Jakob glared down at the floor while waiting for Abel's next move. When his hands came around his waist he squirmed and squealed in attempts get the male off of him. For one brief moment he feared for the safety of his a**s.

The cool air of the basement brushed across his skin as he was then exposed. With his hands bound he had no way of covering himself either. In a normal circumstance, he would not have been so embarrassed to reveal himself. But once again, he had not given his consent. He didn't like having his parts on display for a man like Abel.

He needn't wonder much longer what Abel planned on doing to him. The leather paddle soon smacked hard against his a**. He locked his jaw in an attempt to be silent, but was unsuccessful. Each hit came down harder than the last. Jakob couldn't help screaming out in anguish. Again, he tried to kick back at the male, but all he got was a hard hit to his ankle. He cursed profusely as he glared back at the man.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Removing Miguel’s pants, he knew what he was thinking. However Abel had no intention of having sex with him, if that was his fear. He much rather enjoyed the torture, after all he got off on it more than sexual intercourse. Abel listened as he squealed and watched as he squirmed trying to get away from him. Although Miguel had nowhere to go. It wasn’t as if Kieran was going to come walking through the door to stop him.

Abel swung making Miguel on the a** hard. He watched as he tried to contain the pain but it was impossible. Abel listened to his screams as he finally let them out. He watched as his a** turned red from the smacks to his a**. Abel soon felt a kick to his ankle but it did nothing to him. It was small and minimal compared to the pain he was inflicting upon Miguel.

He remained behind Miguel, as he reached out, feeling the heat of the sting on his a**. Abel reached around as he took hold of Miguel’s c**k, as he stood behind him. ”So tell me, are you more of a c**k or v****a man?” He asked curiously, as he started to stroke his c**k. Abel for now wasn’t going to assault him, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

When a creepy man with a paddle takes off your pants without your consent, it is kind of hard not to think the worst. He didn't know what all of Abel's kinks included. So far he had been punched, cut, and now spanked. It wouldn't surprise him at all if a certain R word were to appear somewhere on that long twisted list as well. It disgusted him how much the man was enjoying this. He could feel his eyes burning into his backside as he beat it again and again.

Jakob screamed but to no avail. No one was coming for him. Not Cornelius, not Kieran, no one. It was just him and the devil. His a** stung worse with each swing. There was no doubt, it was probably red from how hard he was hit. The only satisfaction he got out of this whole thing so far were the amount of hits he was connecting with Abel's body. But when comparing to how many he was throwing out there, it wasn't enough. He wanted to hurt him more. Worse than Abel had already hurt him.

The male went on to hit him a few more times before stopping. Jakob was shivering head to toe. He a** and lower back were hurting so much he could cry. But he wouldn't give the male the satisfaction. Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to force himself to calm down. It didn't work. His eyes snapped open as Abel reached around him once more, his hand slipping down to his c**k. Again, he felt a moment's panic. He swallowed hard when the male questioned him, his hand stroking him slowly. "That's none of your ******** business." he growled back. Jakob locked his jaw as the male held on to him. He would not get hard. Not for a creep like Abel.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Abel could feel the fear as Miguel shook against him. His hand stroked his c**k. He listened as Miguel growled at him. Abel laughed softly as he withdrew his hand from Miguel's c**k. He moved around Miguel ”We shall soon find out then.” Abel spoke moving toward a closet where he kept his toys. He turned on the light as he rummaged inside. Abel looked over a few things finally coming back with a strand of a**l beads and lube.

As much fun as it would be to use the beads without lube he wasn't so harsh was to force them inside Miguel without some sort of lubrication. He walked behind Miguel as he opened the bottle of lube pouring some on the beads. Tossing the bottle on the floor, he wasn't going to give Miguel any help. Abel moved behind Miguel taking hold of the top, he spread his cheeks apart. He started pressing the bead against his a**.

Standing there getting ready to push the beads into Miguel's a**, he heard a noise on the steps. Abel glanced up to see Kieran coming down them. ”Hey Abel what are…” Kieran spoke almost stopping in his tracks to see Miguel hanging from the middle of the room. He took in the sight of the red cut trailing down his chest to his pants around his thighs. However what took him more by surprise was Abel who stood behind him getting ready to shove a**l beads up his a**.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

He shook with fear while the male stroked him. Alarms bells were ringing loudly in his head. He felt disgusting as the male pawed at him as though he were his pet. Strings of curses flew past his lips as he grew in anger. He heard the male laughing behind him as he refused to answer his question. Jakob cleared his throat and spat at the males retreating back. He dared not know what lie in that closet. He could only imagine what sick perversions lie in wait for him.

Jakob squirmed and fidgeted in an attempt to get down but to no avail. He wasn't going anywhere. He stopped moving as the male came back out of the closet. His eyes widened in fear as he noticed two items in his hands. "What is that? What the ******** is that?!" he yelled. His heart pounded in his chest and he tried again he get down. He breathed heavily as panic set in. He didn't want this. He did.not.want.THIS. He flinched at the sound of a something being tossed across the room. Squeezing his eyes shut, his body clenched. He did not consent, he did not consent. He did not ******** sign up for this!

Feeling the press of something cool and slippery against his a**s, he opened his mouth to scream. Just as he was preparing himself for the worst, he noticed that he had stopped. Jakob peaked up to see a familiar face on the stairs. He trembled as he hung though, his eyes practically pleading with the man to save him. He dared not speak. He couldn't be sure if Abel knew Portuguese and he dare not say anything in English either.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Kieran took in the sight of Miguel hanging there with his a** exposed to Abel. He could see the pleading look in his eyes. Kieran hated to say ”I told you so…” However he had been right. Miguel had made the mistake of thinking Abel was merely some regular crime boss. That was not the case here. He was surprised Miguel was still alive. Although he could see Abel intended to play with him.

He continued his descent down the stairs. Kieran ignored Miguel after all drawing his attention would do him no good. ”Whose this?” He asked moving closer toward the two of them. Kieran could see the fear rolling off Miguel. He didn't need Abel killing him after all it would only bring more problems for them.

Pulling back from Miguel, Abel watched was Kieran came closer. ”No one, just a little boy who wandered into my office uninvited.” He spoke as his hand trailed over Miguel's back. Kieran shook his head at hearing what Miguel had done. If anything that bothered Abel most. This house was his home and his office was his sanctuary. Even he was not allowed in without being invited.

”Well killing him isn't going to solve anything just let him go.” Kieran replied as he watched Abel touch him. He barely knew Miguel but he didn't want to see him hurt like this. ”No but it would be fun.” Abel teased as his hand slipped around running it up Miguel's chest and toward his neck. His hand wrapped around Miguel's neck.

”Just release him, I think you've scared him enough.” Kieran spoke annoyed with Abel but also Miguel for not listening to him. Abel pouted slightly releasing Miguel, ”Fine, you release him.” He responded growing bored now that Kieran had come to ruin his fun. Abel left the basement, leaving Miguel and Kieran alone as he went upstairs to find something to eat instead.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

He had mixed feelings as Kieran took in the sight of him. While he was still slightly panicking from whatever it was that Abel planned to do to him. He also felt ashamed. Like a child being scolded for going against a parents wishes. He watched the man closely as he descended the remaining stairs. Other than that "I told you" look, he couldn't read him. Was he angry? Amused? It was impossible to tell.

Jakob watched the two converse, talking as though he were even in the room. He felt whatever had been poking him be removed as Abel came in to view. His breath hitched as he squirmed at the males hand dragging along his back. All this over a ******** office. What the hell was in there? The crown jewels? The holy grail? In his view, it was just an office. And a poorly designed one at that. What could be so special about a half empty office? It made no sense to him.

He stared hard at the two as they discussed his fate. He was thankful to Kieran for pleading his freedom. He would have glared at Abel, if not for the fact that the male was touching him again. Jakob squirmed and kicked at the male as his hand wrapped around his throat. "Getting your ******** hand off me." he grunted, panting hard as he struggled to breath. Unlike Kieran, the man was not playing nice. He didn't care if he couldn't breathe. That was the
point.

Jakob calmed down as Kieran pleaded his case again, noting how annoyed his tone sounded. As his throat was then released, he flipped the man off. Not that anyone was really paying attention to his bound hands, but the feeling was there. Still trembling, he watched the man climb the stairs and leave the basement. He turned his worried gaze down to Kieran. While he did feel somewhat safer with the man, he knew he wasn't out of the woods just yet. He could tell the man was also upset with him. He felt like he should say something, thank him...but he was scared. He hung there limply, taking short ragged breaths in order to calm himself. The last thing he wanted was to let Kieran see him cry.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Once Abel was gone, Kieran returned his attention back toward Miguel. He indeed was mad at him. After all he didn't listen. Kieran had to be wonder if he hadn't walked in on Abel, how far would he have gone with Miguel. He didn't want to know.

Kieran walked toward Miguel standing before him. He slipped a hand out touching his chin. Kieran turned his face slightly taking on the bruises he had forming against his neck and chin. ”Did you learn anything?... Did you wait till I left thinking you were just going to sneak in and kill him?” He asked curiously letting his hand drop from Miguel's chin to trail down his chest taking in the cut against his skin. Kieran let his eyes linger over Miguel's naked form as he stood there.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

He was thankful Kieran was able to put a stop to Abel's whims. He didn't want to think how much farther the man would have gone if Kieran wasn't there to step in. He still had no idea what Abel had planned on shoving inside him. At this point it didn't really matter. Kieran had saved him. But he didn't exactly feel safe. He stared down at the male, feeling a wave of emotions come over him. He was still scared and vulnerable.

Jakob flinched as Kieran came towards him. The hand that touched him was warm and gentle. He closed his eyes while the man took stock of the damage inflicted upon him. He'd yet to see the damage himself but could imagine how it must look. He had always bruised easier than others. Jakob opened his eyes again as he felt the males hand leave his face. He sucked in his bottom lip as the male scolded him, nodding a bit. "I learned your boss is a creep...and that he should really lay off the smokes." he replied, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work. He was fooling no one, not even himself. "What did you expect me to do? Go home and say "I quit"? I'm sure Cornelius would have taken that over real well."

His cheeks flushed a bit as he stared down at the male. It was a bit weird to be looked at like that while trying to have a conversation. He watched the males hand trail down his chest near the cut Abel had given him. It had stopped bleeding some time ago, but there was a small sting to it. After a few moments or so had passed he cleared his throat to get the males attention. "Could you.....can me help me down now? Please?" he asked politely. He hated that he had to ask, but what other choice did he have. It was impossible to get down by himself.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Kieran knew Abel would have only killed Miguel without a thought after torturing him. He would have likely had Kieran dispose of him as well. Kieran didn’t want that job, after all it would be hard to explain to Abel, why he should clean up his own mess. However he knew Abel would have treated Miguel, like trash, cutting him up in pieces and delivering them one by one to his boss. He didn’t want to think of such image, though he knew Abel was capable of it.

Listening as Miguel spoke, responding his his question. Kieran knew that he should have expected nothing less of the young man. He had only hoped that when Miguel struck, he would have been home. However he hadn’t been, he was only curious though would Miguel try it again. Kieran didn’t need to be cleaning up Miguel’s mess.

Drawing his attention away from Miguel’s lower half, Kieran looked back up at him was he pleaded for him to get him down. He smirked lightly, as he stood close to Miguel. ”Why should I?” Kieran spoke moving around Miguel, as he took in the red marks across his a**. He hadn’t seen a paddle, but knew it had been used.

His hands reached out, grabbing Miguel by the waist. ”I think I should leave you here for punishment.” Kieran spoke, as he stood behind Miguel. He no intention but still he wanted to tease him, just to make sure he would not try such stupid act again. Kieran slipped a hand over Miguel’s a**, feeling how hot it was from being slapped hard with the paddle.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

He didn't understand why Kieran was making such a big fuss over this this. So he tried to kiss his boss. He already knew that was going to happen. Plus, it was his job. A contracted one at that. He couldn't just go back home and tell Cornelius he quit. His own boss would quicker be rid of him than let him all him to just give up. He didn't know why nor did he ask, but he knew Cornelius wanted this done. He didn't know what sort of history he and Abel shared. Frankly, it was none of his concern.

The longer he hung there, he started to wonder if Kieran really could help him. His brows furrowed as the man smirked. Jakob watched him move out of his sight to inspect the backside of his body. When the man spoke, he let out a frustrated sigh. "Well for starters I can't feel my arms." he replied hotly. He didn't see why he should be explaining himself. For him to be his savior, Kieran's doing a lousy job.

Jakob tried to glance back as the male then grabbed his waist. His scowl deepened at the suggestion of being left up there. "You sick, son of a b***h." he said angrily. "What was the point in stopping Abel then? Should just send him......Hey! Where do you think you're touching?!" He squirmed against the males gentle touch. Though it honestly didn't matter how gentle he was being. His a** was so raw at the moment from being hit so hard. He wouldn't be surprised if he ended up with a bruise there as well.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Kieran knew that stopping Miguel from killing Abel, wasn’t something that could be done. If anything, it would only cause his boss to send another assassin. He didn’t blame Miguel however for trying, he found him rather brave for stepping into the house while he was gone. It wasn’t that he was trying to protect him. After all Abel didn’t need protection from anyone, it was merely the other way around. Everyone else needed protection from Abel. The man, would go off of the smallest things, but never show it till on his face, but only in action.

True, he was doing lousy in saving him, however he didn’t say whom he would be saving him from. Kieran listened as Miguel grew angry by his words. He found it amusing, after all it wasn’t as if could go anywhere without his help. Kieran stood behind Miguel, listening as he finally realized what kind of situation he was in.

He watched as Miguel squirmed as his hand touched his a**. Kieran wasn’t being rough with him, he saw no reason for him to start yelling at him. He moved around Miguel as he quickly grabbed by him the throat. ”Quit your ******** screaming, or I’ll give you a reason to scream.” Kieran growled as he stood before Miguel. ]”Perhaps I should call Abel back down here, hmm? Would you like that?” He spoke toying with Miguel, as he kept his hand around his throat.