Let's Start a Game, Shall We?

[jack]

T'el was grinning, a nasty little grin altogether too smug...too pleased...too full of his thoughts. Sjueth was sprawled out nearby, his eye closed peacefully as his hide flickered with a flame lit nearby. His bulk blocking it from the sea's misty waves and the strong winds they brought.

But while Sjueth slipped off to sleep--quite content to be done with the day's work--T'el had...a much different idea in mind. His hand was clasped strongly around the wrist of the most adorable young man he'd stumbled upon yet, a gorgeous blond with such a lean form..and pretty eyes...and...mm! Why bother think about it when he could have it?

He glanced back at his prize and his grin twisted more, eyes gleaming dangerously as he licked his lips with a predatory chuckle, "Still not going to tell me your name, lad?" He crooned as he pulled the boy further and further away from the dragon's looming prescence and deeper into the tropical forest around them, "I like names." He chuckled and yanked the boy forwards only to pin him up against a nearby tree, eyes narrowing as he leaned in close, his lips hovering mere inches above the other's. "Not that it'll mean a shardin' thing to you...but I'm T'el. Remember it, pretty face."

[Nia]

This was not good. Caelin knew that it wasn't good. He was who-knows-where with a crazy guy who was going to do who-knows-what to him. Okay, he knew what was going to happen, he just was trying to avoid the subject in his own mind. He wouldn't even know how to run back to the Hold if he escaped... though, something told him that a huge Iron dragon was definitely not going to let him escape. But was he just going to sit there and take it? ... he hadn't really made up his mind about what he was going to do, and figured that he'd just go with the flow. Which was going to turn out badly, he could already tell.

Didn't these renegades have a boss or something they had to report back to!? The Blackrider that had been with the Ironrider was gone, probably off to where they were supposed to be, like reporting back to whoever they were working for! Because the two riders had obviously hated each other, Caelin could correctly assume that they were all part of one big group. But that didn't take a lot of brainpower to figure out... which was good, because Caelin couldn't think about much else as he was dragged through some sort of tropical forest and pinned against a tree.

T'el, huh. Well, T'el's face was really close to his. And calling him pretty, again. Caelin shuddered involuntarily at the unwanted closeness, but forced himself to look straight into T'el's eyes, determined not to show any of the fear that was probably going to make him throw up. "Caelin. My name is Caelin," he tried to keep his voice steady as possible, not wanting to give in to the intimdation factor that this T'el guy definitely had. His face was not pretty! And it made him uncomfortable when... oh, shard it, like this guy even cared what made him comfortable or not. He was sure that kidnappers usually didn't go out of their way to make their kidnappees comfortable. At all. Ever.

The truth of the situation probably hadn't really hit him yet, he would have fully believed that he was dreaming if his wrist didn't kill from being pulled so much.

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[jack]

"Caelin?" The man hummed thoughtfully, giving his captive a lazy lookover, "That's a nice name...I rather like it." He gave a high-giggle that grew into a laugh, eyes shining with mirth as he lifted his gaze to the boy's, boring into him hungrily. What a perfect situation...a perfect arrangement. By some sheer luck he'd found...the most...fantastic little pet to play with..and he fully intended to take advantage of it.

Oh the games they could play...what lovely...lovely little games... "You and me are gonna have quite a time, you know.." He crooned, leaning in to nibble curiously on the other's ear, licking his lips with an arched brow as though trying to place the taste..only to bite a bit harder, giving a smug humph afterwards.

He shifted and tilted his head, letting his lips wander absently down his prisoner's neck, eyes sliding to half-mast as he gave a pleased sigh, licking his lips even as he laid a series of wet kisses up the other's throat, nibbling under his chin. "Mm...I might have to keep you around, sweetheart......" He lifted the boy's wrists, pinning them with one hand to free his other one, sliding it up under the teenager's shirt with a soft hum. "Oooh yes. I'll definitely have to keep you around..."

[Nia]

Caelin decided he really did not like it when this guy spoke his name. It gave him chills! Okay, so everything about T'el gave him chills, but his name most of all. Now that he thought about it, he probably should have given a fake name or something, just to avoid this situation. But he hadn't thought of it in time, and it wouldn't have made too much of a difference anyway. His pale blue eyes made contact with T'el's and he willed himself not to look away from that hungry stare. He wasn't going to show any fear!

"Do we... really have to...." he weakly protested. Caelin was sort of a passive-aggressive type, he didn't like to use brute force and he would much prefer being ignore than being in this situation. Well, he supposed it was his fault for wishing that he'd be noticed for once. This was being noticed, that's for sure.... He felt his face grow hot as the man bit his ear, wincing slightly in pain.

He made a series of awkward, strangled noises as T'el kissed up his throat, and he was sure he wasn't enjoying this. Not at all, not with this... disgusting pervert touching him like that. Wait, keep him around? So... he was going to be brought back, before this? No, probably not, but the thought of never going back to his home alarmed him, and he snapped out of whatever daze he might have been falling into. "I can't just... stay here," he started off weakly, trying to think of some reason that might get him a trip back to Crescent Hold, but with a hand up his shirt it was rather difficult to concentrate.

"You... you could just take me back, after this," he tried to reason logically. It didn't seem like T'el was going to stop, and if he fought it was only going to cause him some real, possibly permanent harm. He might not be booksmart, but Caelin was a very logical thinker. Not that expecting this man to do anything other than continue to do things to him was logical, but it seemed to work in his mind.

[jack]

"Oh yes." T'el piped up quickly, grinning against the boy's neck at the youth's tone, having far too much fun with the reactions he was already squeezing from his new toy. "We really must." He added after a moment, taunting the other as he mimicked his speech pattern, only to fall into his usual drawl as he laughed, "S'not too often I get a toy s'...delicious.."

A long, drawn out sigh. "I s'pose not." The iron-rider stuck out his bottom lip in a pout, brows knit as he held a serious expression...that was ruined quite sucessfully by his still-wandering hand. Hungry digits circled the boy's pantline impatiently, the palm pressed up against Caelin's abdomen even as his fingers absently worked at undoing the boy's pants. "I'll have to take you to th' camp eventually.." His annoyed look grew, eyes narrowing, "...but then they'll see ya..." Eyes narrowed further, "An' might wanna share...." Even further... "...but I ain't gonna share. S'mine. My toy."

He gave a posessive growl and leaned closer, the hand holding the boy's wrists slipping free to press against the tree, the position of his body and that one hand--which was still working away--keeping the other pinned. "...hn....but that'll mean a fight...an' while me'n Sju won't lose...that'd take away from my play-ti--ha!"

The gradually worsening expression on the mad-man's face disappeared into an almost childish glee as his fingers at last managed to undo his victim's pants. A wicked grin spread onto the man's lips as he looked at the other victoriously, a hand already sleezing into the new playground even as the second grabbed up the boy's wrists once more, pinning them even harder than before against the tree.

"And why exactly would I do that?" He crooned as he began to nibble at the boy's neck once more, seeming to have been placated--for now--with his tiny victory, "I want you. Need you now...and that means I gotta have ya.." He licked his lips and bit hard at the junction between the boy's neck and shoulder, gnawing and sucking stubbornly as he made an impressive mark, withdrawing wtih a smug hum as he licked the spot and nodded proudly, "So why would I wanna take ya where I can't have ya?" He cocked his head to the side, a lop-sided grin on his face, "Sorry, pretty-face..but that just ain't gonna happen. I'd rather Bossman and his odd-ball goons throw a fit at me then take ya somewhere I can't play with ya."

[Nia]

Was this man really making fun of him? Caelin frowned, well, more like pouted angerly, as T'el mimicked his speech, but chose not to respond with anything other than his angry glare. Or what he hoped was an angry glare, he was actually quite terrified. "I'm n-not a toy." Shard it! He stuttered, and he'd been trying so hard not to stutter. It wasn't worth talking anyway, was it? T'el wasn't listening to him. But Caelin's pride, what little of it he had, wasn't just going to sit back and take it.

Well, Caelin had meant 'stay here' as in 'stay with YOU', but T'el had taken it as something different. Back to... camp... with others.... His eyes widdened in terror as he listened. M-more people would want him?! He wasn't even that good looking! He wasn't... but he didn't doubt T'el's words and it scared him. He could barely handle T'el, how was he going to handle more than one? "You'd better not, I-I'm not letting this happen by multiple... people...." he snapped out of fear, and immediately blushed and regretted what he said, since it sounded more and more like he was starting to either like this or depend on T'el. Neither of which were actually happening, mind you.

The blond wasn't even bothering to struggle against T'el anymore, since it was just going to use up his energy that he figured he was going to need. But his expression visibly paled as the horrible man finally got his pants undone, and hope was already lost. His breathing grew heavier as his heart started pounding faster. He didn't look down, he didn't want to see what was going on, though he could feel it. He pushed his wrists against T'el's hands in a last-ditch attempt to escape, but it was pointless.

"You're disgusting," he muttered as the man then began to suck on his neck/shoulder, a rather sensitive area. Caelin turned his face as far away as he could, giving T'el better access but it hid his embarassment better. He wasn't going to cry and give this guy the satisfaction of making him cry. Despite his best attempts not to make any noise though, Caelin whimpered softly, then bit into his lip hard to prevent any further sounds. "You have issues... aren't there people, I don't know, willing to do this for you?" he tried to sound snarky and edgey but it only came out sounding rather shakey and terrified, but the general meaning was the same. It was just not as threatening.

[jack]

"Oh, but you are a toy." T'el replied a bit too cheerfully as he set to nibbling on the boy's jaw, hand sliding up to lazily glide over the other's chest, "You're my toy...a tasty toy...a chew toy...a toy to break...and to fix...and to adore...and to cherish....and to shatter..." He licked his lips, a groan of approval of his own words in his chest, "You're a fuck toy, my dearest of pets."

"But don't worry.." He began to slide the other's shirt up, eyes locking with the boy's for an instant before raking over the naked flesh like a hawk observing a tasty meal, tongue dripping with drool as he licked his lips once more, "..I won't let anyone...or anything...touch you.." He leaned down, pressing his lips just below the boy's naval, kissing upwards hungrily and delving his tongue into the dip curiously before continuing to lay kisses up his chest, "...aside from me, of course. I'll touch you as much as I like."

The boy tugged against him and T'el laughed, eyes glowing with cheerful glee as he suddenly ripped the young man away from the tree, pulling the shirt up and over his head before twisting it around the boy's wrists and yanking them back painfully, only to slam him chest-first back against the tree. "Oh-ho~ Little mosquito has a needlenose to bite with after all.." He crooned, pressed against the boy's back as he whispered in his ear, "Too bad little bity bites don't do nothin' 'genst my hide."

"I try my best." He replied with a high-giggle, his hands already wandering down the other's sides and back, raking over and posessing every inch of his new toy. "Oh I have plenty of folk willin' to drop their shorts without a blink.." He replied in a chirp-like voice, "But what's the fun in that? I like my pets a bit wild..." He leaned in close, pressing against the other's backside, "How else am I supposed to break them if they're already broken?"

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Think we can fade out pretty soon~ ;D We all know what's gonna happen<3