secrets kill.

Axel debated lying, but he had a feeling Jace knew the answer already. He wasn’t exactly sure about all the abilities vampires possessed, but he had heard the rumours. Maybe one day he would work up enough courage to ask the male, but he didn’t see the pair of them sitting down to have a civil conversation any time soon. “Don’t get excited – it doesn’t take much.” When the vampire continued to speak, any bit of arousal Axel had felt seemed to vanish. There really was no man who did it better then Jace. There was nothing Axel could say that wouldn’t get him into trouble so he chose to stay silent. He was tired tonight and wanted to at least try and make something good out of the night. Plus, the promise of the vampire fucking him across any surface he could find continued to run in the back of the pet’s mind, keeping him fairly distracted. “Yeah.. alright.” Once they were home, Axel nodded at the command, running a hand through his hair as he left to find the vampire’s room. Fuck was he making it difficult. When he found the room he was looking for Axel did what he was asked of, hating every moment he spend on the bed waiting for Jace to come to him.

It was amazing how different things can change in a week. Last week, Axel had been free, unclaimed and able to do whatever he wanted most hours of the day, but not now. Now, he had to listen to a vampire who had taken what little life he had and claimed it using one flimsy piece of paper. It had been a week since Axel had been claimed and the first time Jace had let him out. Using what little freedom he had Axel didn’t go far from the vampire’s house before he found a bench to collapse on. He was tired, and the fresh air was refreshing for the young pet. It wasn’t long before Axel found himself stretched out, eyes closed, trying to enjoy what little time he hand to himself before he heard someone come up beside him. Turning his head but keeping his eyes closed the male spoke up, his voice soft but cold. 

“Whatever it is – not tonight. I’m not in the mood. Go find someone else.”

“So.. never?” he muttered under his breath. His cold eyes lifting to watch the man who owned him now. “Yeah, alright.” Axel held back the eye roll that threatened to surface, knowing it would only get him in more trouble with the man. As much as he wanted to rebel against the vampire, Axel was smarter then that. “Fine,” he groaned, licking his lips. “Master.” The perfection of the pet’s inner thigh had always been his favourite part of his body. It showed that not only was he free, but that he was and never will be owned by another. Until today. Cursing lowly as the staff strapped him down to the chair Axel continued to stay quiet. He didn’t want to give to the vampire, to allow him to see how much he hated what he was doing to him. When the brand pushed into his skin the human growled out in pain, turning his head away from the vampire’s touch, trying to escape. When the brand was complete Axel relaxed in the chair, his breath heavy. “Your turn,” he hissed.

Axel’s eyes widened as the vampire took a bite of his wrist, motioning him to drink. He had heard of the powers and effects vampire blood had on humans, but never had he tried them for himself. Knowing the pain would be gone once the blood reached his system Axel accepted it hesitantly. Keeping silent, he watched as the vampire cleaned him up, unable to look away from the man, afraid of what he might do. It was a shame, really, that the elite was so cruel. Axel was definitely attracted to the male, but after his actions, he was so sure how willing to submit to the man he would be. Even if he was forced to do it. “No cock ring-” he muttered in a low growl, as his head was ripped back to stare at the elite. “You expect me to be good, fine, I will – just don’t make me wear that shit.”

Axel didn’t know what time he had fallen asleep. He was sure it was somewhere between the two and three hour mark of being locked alone the dark room. The sudden flood of lights around him startled the human as he woke up suddenly, disappointment and regret filling him when his half-asleep eyes fell on the elite in the doorway. Reaching up he touched his mouth slowly - pulling his hand away when the sudden contact to the tightly wound thread caused his mouth to ache once again. It wasn’t a dream. Hearing the man’s commands, Axel crawled out of the open cage slowly, still trying to get used to his surroundings. He didn’t hear much of what the elite had said before he left the room, and what he said he didn’t believe, but he understood that he was to follow. Keeping his head down and his pace slow, Axel finally made it to bathroom, his body hesitant to be touched by the man once more. As the thread began to fall to the floor, Axel breathed deeply, gasping for air once he was finally freed. It was then, when the stench of blood filled the room from the fresh wounds around his lips did Axel notice what the man was. Vampire. He should have know it. There were few creatures in the world that got their fun from doing twisted things like sewing another’s mouth shut. A shutter of fear crept through him, but he tried his best not to let it show. He wasn’t going to let the man win. Not like this. When the vampire spoke again it drew his attention back to what was laying on the counter beside them. “It’s not real,” he finally said, his voice hoarse from not speaking for five hours. “I’m calling bullshit.”

Falling to the floor Axel hid his head. He didn’t want to move, his mouth throbbing at every small movement he made. Slowly, he crawled towards the man’s voice, hating every moment of it. There were many things Axel would do, but humiliation like this was too much for him. When he finally made his way to the room his heartbeat picked up. The various toys and instruments, along with the cage in the centre of the room, would have caused the pet to get excited had the situation been different. It was hard for him to get excited when the pain from his mouth was overbearing. Silently, Axel obeyed the man’s demands. Crawling slowly, he struggled to fit his broad frame into the cage door, but once inside the pet felt himself finally relax. It was strange, to feel safe in such a small, clearly demeaning cage, but that was exactly what Axel felt. For now he was away from the elite, and that was as safe as he was going to feel right now. Hearing him speak of a tail, Axel turned to face him, brows furrowing as he shook his head once. There were very few things the pet wouldn’t do, but acting like an animal, that was one of them. 

Axel knew he had fucked up and pushed too far when the man’s face twisted into something he could only explain as evil. When the male finally spoke, he knew he had no choice but to listen to him. Had he disobeyed or tried to run the pet was sure he’d be caught by the elite and who knows what else he would have to go through. Hearing the commands Axel rose to his feet, his eyes unable to look anywhere else but at the man as he followed him towards the bathroom. Was it wrong of him to be so attracted to the male and willing to follow him when he knew there was no way he was going to enjoy what was going to come next? Maybe. But never once did the human claim to be sane. In fact, for all the messed up things he enjoyed, he knew he wasn’t. Having been under compulsion many times before Axel knew it the moment the vampire pulled him under his spell, his eyes widening at the sight of the needle in the man’s hand. Desperately he tried to yell out or move, but no matter how hard he tried, there was no breaking the vampire’s spell. As the needle pierced through his skin the human wanted to cry out more and more as the pain became too much, and yet, nothing came out. When the vampire was done Axel’s face fell, giving himself a few moments to breath once more. When he was ready he lifted his head, eyes cold as they locked eyes with the vampire’s, a single tear ran down the side of his left cheek. Nodding once as a way to let the male know that he understood the rules, he dropped his gaze again, unsure of what use he could possibly be to the vampire now.