#veckel

"...?"

"Open the door Kaymik..." He sounded sour, but mostly...wounded? It was an odd feeling indeed. Veckel opened the door and leaned against the doorway, playing with his stained bandages. He really needed them replaced.

"What do you want, Apep?"

"I want to talk...but mostly apologize for my actions. My Moirail has brought light to my situation..." He murmured, looking him right in the eyes.

"...." Veckel raised an eyebrow.  "Go on then." He wasn't promising anything, though.

"I realize I'd done something horrible to harm both you and Delsul...What happened to Delsul was uncalled for...however what happened to you was unfair as well. I realize I'm mostly a mess myself, and this is probably the only time I'll swallow down my pride to tell you any of this. It's my fault. and I'm sorry."

"...." Veckel just laughs.

"I accept your apology but..." He shakes his head. "No never mind."

"But what?" He took a step forward, his eyebrows furrowing and actually looking hurt and desperate. The matter of the fact was, that Uther was actually greatly affected by all of this. Sure he wanted to see them both squirm and feel pain but...this was highly uncalled for.

".... so he broke into my hive yesterday." Veckel admitted. What now Apep? Your new kismesis had already cheated on you.

He bristled and gulped deeply, staring intently at Veckel.  The tone of that simple sentence.  It sounded off, sounded so cocky.  It was almost as if it clicked right into place, deep down in his mind.

"What...?"

"I think I need to change this lock, I mean if it's that easy to break int--" Uther's hand shot out almost rapidly and he drove him against the wall all the way in the back of the living block, at a speed almost unknown to even himself. His eyes looked wild and he grit his teeth tightly.

"WHAT DID YOU FUCKING SAY!?"

He swallowed dryly and gripped his wrist with a wheeze. "Hows it feel, Uther?" He flinched and looked almost instantly hurt, his heart beating harshly. There was this sort of flame igniting in his chest, and it began to engulf him slowly and it hurt so much, it was painful enough for him to subconsciously grab over his heart. He let out a sound and held him tighter.

"What's WRONG with you!?"

He wheezed and struggled weakly. "You act as if... I wanted it to happen. I was just sleeping on my couch... he broke in... he started a fight after a few insults... he kissed me first...."

"And I figured.... I'd show you if he can cheat on his old kismesis... he can cheat on you..."

His hurt face fell into a snarl, his nose wrinkling heavily and his pupils going as thin as they can get. He drops him onto the ground and began to strip, glaring down at him, suddenly the force of his psychic energy twice as strong, pure anger fueling it on.

"You're filthy...."

Veckel attempts to back up, faint yellow hands prints around his throat. His color pusher was pumping away and he was sure that trying to get away was damn futile. "Not as filthy as your quadrant, /asshole/." If he was going to pail him them kill him, he was not going to beg for his life.

"You're both ASSHOLES." His voice wasn't yelling, but it had gotten this dangerous low tone to it, something he hadn't heard come out of his mouth in a very long time, not since he had nearly killed his lusus. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he tossed his top and coat aside, the force he was pushing upon Veckel effectively holding him down. He crouched and grabbed a handful of the yellowbloods top, ripping it clean off. Veckel winced. "Am I, Uther?" There were tears in his eyes and he squeezed them shut as if it would hide them. "AM I? I fucking cared so much and you tossed me away. I didn't even get a chance."

"What did you think--" He pounded his fist on the ground, a spike of earth rocketing up from the stone floor" "--I WAS DOING WHILE I WAS GONE?!" The spike sinks back down and he pounds both fists on the ground as hard as he can. "DO YOU THINK I WAS JUST FUCKING AROUND?!" Several more spikes jump up around them, but not a one hits either of them.

"I THOUGHT YOU FUCKING LEFT ME!" He ripped the lowbloods pants off, pure rage written on his face.

"EVERYONE ALWAYS LEAVES, I'M TOO MUCH THEY SAY! I'M TOO MANIPULATIVE I'M TOO MUCH OF AN ASSHOLE, I COULD KILL THEM I COULD RUIN THEM FOREVER, WHO EVEN WANTS ME HUH? I"M BARELY ATTRACTIVE SO WHY WOULDN'T YOU LEAVE ME!?" He was panting at the end of it, shaking furiously before forcing his legs spread, rubbing between his own legs to revive his bulge from it's cave. He grit his teeth as he glared at nothing in particular.

"You're both fucking assholes...just like everyone else..."

"You told me 'You're a weakling. It's so boring' So I left to get stronger." He laughed. "I... it's so ironic. That same fucking strength I gained. I USED ON HIM."

"I just concentrated on getting stronger so I could fight you with a standing chance... because you know what? You topping all the time is fucking boring. That was my goal. I wonder if I could even reach it now..."

He ignored it and just shoved himself right in. No preparations, no hesitation. Within seconds of being engulfed in his nook, he began to thrust harshly, holding veckel's legs together and putting both of them over his broad shoulder. He hugged his legs a bit, holding him still as he began to fuck him, staying completely silent.

Veckel cried out, his hands clawing at Uther's knees and whimpering loudly. His legs struggled to get free and he squeezed his eyes shut, more, smaller spikes shooting up around him. "U-Uther it fucking hurts!" Uther didn't stop, not for a second. His teeth grit together, almost painfully as he continued to thrust into him. At the moment, he felt nothing in particular. What he had done was a mistake, he had assumed...He thought Veckel left him without a word and so he moved on before he could get hurt. But here he was...fucking his ex...His current kismesis having pailed with him, and it all seemed to be a complete mess of who knows what. A very painful mess. Veckel's cries got louder and louder, it was just a sick mix of pain and pleasure. Usually he could take what Uther gave him fine but he was being so rough that Veckel knew he was just doing it because he was angry and not because he wanted to. Maybe that's what hurt most of all. He covered his eyes with his arm to hide his face. His shoulders began to quiver and he began to slow down and his hips began to stutter as he bit hip lip harshly. There was something weird happening, and he could recognize it.

He began to cry.

He let out stifled sounds, going slower and slower, however still furious, growling and trying to wipe it all off, but instead he hugged Veckel's legs, letting out a louder sob.

"You're both fucking assholes..."

"I-I'm sorry... I'm sorry Uther I'm so focking sorry..." Shit he couldn't stop his voice from cracking or tears from sliding down his face and he felt so pathetic. He felt terrible and suddenly everything he'd done was catching up to him. "Don't focking stop, I swear if you do I-I..." He didn't even know what he would do.

He stopped completely.

He pulled out and just cried, holding his legs close, his eyebrows furrowed, only making creases as heavy tears fell down.

"I hate you," He whimpered weakly, and he honestly hated himself for sounding so pathetic. But it was true...He hated them both and it hurt that he had to find out Veckel was back. He knew he hurt Veckel. And then there was Delsul. He trusted him and they both went behind his back and fucked like it was no big deal.

He sat up, his joints creaking and shoved Uther down, crawling on top of him and straddling his hip. "I focking hate the shit out of you..." He grasped Uther's bulge and guided it back into him. "No matter what the fock happens, I'll always hate you..." In truth it was hate and a little something else but he just had... the strongest feelings for him. "Why the hell do you think I did this?" Uther covered his face and placed his hand on Veckels stomach, pushing him off, looking angry again, but the tears only fell harder.

"Get off me."

"Just....No."

He felt his chest clench and he got up to his feet, moving into the bathroom. Uther could hear the sink turn on as Veckel splashed his face in an attempt to make himself stop crying. The splashes stopped after a few and Uther could hear him trying his damnest to stifle audible cries. Veckel had sank to his knees and pressed his forehead again the cool material of the sink.

He got up quietly, putting on his clothes, which hung loose just the slightest. He didn't look back.

He just needed time to be alone.

He was really a mess.

He made his way to the door of Veckel's Hive, opened it, and left.

As soon as he closed the door Uther could hear smashing and loud screams coming from inside of Veckel's hive.

Veckel had ripped the sink off of the wall and smashed it against the wall. Water spouted everywhere and mingled with his blood, which was coming from his reopened wounds.

He hated everything.