Tear My Castle Down (Merrick) Mature

[deviantdreamer]

They were urged into the kitchen. A useless room, for one of his kind. But the other slave here wasn't a vampire, and as it were the fridgerator had its uses. He preferred live prey. Enjoyed the warm gasp of a victim as he sank his fangs into there flesh, and the final tremor of death that he released them into. Beautiful, sweet pale death. Humans especially were succeptible to it. Breakable, weak creatures that they were. He had no sympathy for them, and couldn't even remember what it felt like to be one. Long gone were mortal emotions.

And he moved directly to the fridgerator to withdraw a pair of bloodpacks, emptying both into a pair of large mugs before placing it in the microwave to warm. It took only a few seconds before he withdrew them and extended them outward to the pair. "Drink." He commanded, watching each closely. It wasn't quite as good as fresh blood, but he wasn't one to keep victims and prey laying around his private quarters. As it were, there wasn't enough room for it. At the very least in there current home. There'd never be an ounce of animal blood in his home. It had all the appeal of pig swill.

The tall dark haired vampire leaned himself up against the countertop, in a manner that made him look more like a lounging great cat. At ease but more than prepared to leap into action at a moments notice. He was more relaxed within the apartment than he had been the club, away from the crowd and the unappealing scent of the masses. Ril and Li would be far better off with him than perhaps some of the others.

Because he would keep them, and they would live in comfort. But that didn't mean they wouldn't escape punishment all of the time. He had a feeling however, Ril wouldn't be the one earning it. Rather it would be the mouthier Li, whose temper was going to get him into obvious trouble.

[sherli]

Li didn't trust him, wouldn't trust him, but his thirst for blood was a lot stronger than his pride was at this point, and he took the blood without much delay. Ril took his warmed drink as well, keeping his eyes mostly downcast as he drank. Neither of them truly enjoyed blood like most vampires; but it was mainly because so many years of not being able to feed off of a living creature without feeling pain turned them away from it - causing them to take little blood until they had to drink more.

However, that curse was somewhat lifted, but it didn't break the habit the two shared. Blood was a necessity, but they rarely drank regularly. Li drank, his eyes not downcast like his other's were. He was watching Merrick, searching for a sign of weakness. Of course, he stopped himself from thinking more. This guy could read his mind. could he also insert thoughts into another's mind, making them think that they thought of it?

That thought in itself disturbed him. If that was the case, was Merrick doing that to Ril? Was that why he was being so submissive? Li finished drinking, taking the glass away from his lips, his fangs barred ever so slightly. He could feel Ril watching him with confused eyes. Li assumed he was about to say something to calm him down, make him not do anything "stupid", but this black haired vampire was grating on his last nerve.

"Li, you're going to break the glass..." Ril warned quickly, eyes wide. Li blinked and stared at his hand, seeing as his fingers were gripping it too tightly; cracks were beginning to form.

"Oops," he said none-to-seriously as he put it down on the counter with little care. Ril felt a shiver run down his spine. What was Li thinking? Was he purposefully antagonizing their master?

[deviantdreamer]

The ancient simply watched the pair. His mouth curved upward into a smile; the expression carrying little emotion at all however. Human feelings were beyond him. He was truly vampire, without an ounce of his mortal self lingering within him any longer. Heart frozen within a wall of ice, he could have went as far to destroy the sweeter of the pair and force the other to watch without feeling any guilt what so ever. But as it were, Ril and Li were his. Never mind the foolish ideas that were so clearly running rampant in the mouthy blonde's mind. Emotion showed all to clearly on expressive features and it amused him Li was attempting not to think.

An elegant brow slid up at bared fangs, and he could almost smell the intent to do something idiotic. Merrick was loosing patience with it. He knew how much time it took to break in a new slave, the kind of care, and the particular sort of hand it took to mold others to his whim. But he deplored stupidity. And refused to tolerate it in anyone around him, especially his property.

And then came the bit with the glass. The obvious uncaring the younger vampire had for anything that he'd done. A hand extended then, gripping within Li's shirt to jerk him near. Pale eyes hard once more, and glittering like blue ice. "Foolish pet..." He rumbled out silkily, as he pressed into the blonde's space. "You think of no one but yourself by acting like a child." And by acting like a child, he spurred Merrick into punishing him like one.

So without pause, he lifted Li with the ease of a rag doll and spun him around. Without hesitation, his hand came cracking down upon his backside before the blonde would know what happened to him. "If you had broken that in your temper tantrum, and spilt the blood, another would have been punished. Inconsiderate little welp." Another punishing smack upon his ass came, and then another.

[sherli]

Ril had a sense of what was coming and had moved out of the way when Merrick came over towards them. He shut his eyes tightly, trying to block out whatever was going to happen as he pressed his hands close to his ears. It was his best form of defense- like a child's mentality; if Ril couldn't see or hear what was going on, then it wasn't happening.

Li, however, hadn't expected anything to happen, nor had he cared if anything would- but when Merrick took him by the shirt and got into his space, that had shaken him out of his confidence. He shuddered at the invasion and the words spoken to him, causing him to bare his teeth defensively.

But before he could try anything, he had been picked up like a feather pillow and turned around. When he felt the sudden, stinging contact on his bottom half - he wasn't sure what was really going on; he felt light headed. The pain jolted him out of it, and he bit his lip tightly from the burning, stinging sensation. Li wasn't going to give this man the satisfaction that it was hurting - he wouldn't let himself cry out.

Li could feel water building up in his eyes, but he fought it. He wasn't going to let any drops fall. He was not going to show weakness.

[deviantdreamer]

“When you behave like a child, you will be punished like one.” The ancient told him, as he delivered another punishing smack upon the curve of his backside. Offering up no quarter or mercy in his punishment, though it could have been worse. Much worse. In fact, as far as punishments went this was little more than a chastisement. The blow perhaps bigger to one’s pride than anything. But he could smell the tears working up in the blonde’s eyes. Even as Li was to stubborn to let them fall. He wasn’t finished however. And he leaned forward until he could murmur against the curve of his ear, “Your not considerate at all of the others around you. Do you think the other wishes to see you punished?”

His pet would learn and had no choice in the matter. If he would have simply behaved, it would have saved a great deal of stress and Li might have gone the night being left alone. At least once the bath was out of the way. But naughty pets didn’t get that privilege. They didn’t get any, for that matter. This one held out because he had hopes of getting away, getting free. But if he managed to escape, Merrick would simply hunt him down and he wouldn’t be happy at all when he found him. And this little spanking would seem like a pat on the head. Vampires were amazingly resilient creatures and could survive a great deal as long as there was a steady blood supply in the end to help wounds heal.

Another punishing smack was given, and then another. And he didn’t let up until he was certain the message had been cemented into the boy’s head. Only then did he turn Li around once more to face him. Long pale fingers gripping his chin to force there eyes to meet. “All actions affect others in one manner or another. Do not forget yourself again…” For instance, had the pair of younger vampires sought him out, as the elder in the immediate area…they would not be slaves now.

But they were his now, and he quite fancied keeping the pair near.

[sherli]

Ril continued to block out everything around him, having set himself on the floor, hands still covering his ears and eyes still shut tightly. He shut himself out, mind too far away for now.

Li continued to fight the urge to cry out. He had been through worse pain before, but it didn't mean none of this hurt at all. But it did indeed hurt his pride more than anything. He hissed through his clenched teeth when Merrick spoke close to his ear. Before he could bite back with his own remark, Li had been turned around again to face the ancient vampire.

The sudden turn of his person once the blows were finished, caused the soreness to sting even more, and the building salty tears he had been holding this entire time - a few escaped, tickling down his face, taunting his pale cheeks.

He tried to glare defiantly at this dark haired man, the hate he felt for Merrick ever flowing, but when the vampire forced him to look at him, the all too closeness and touch caused his whole body to tremble. Li hated this - after centuries of living the way his one curse made him live, any kind of physical contact had adverse effects. His body reacted to it, no matter how much he tried to fight if off, to ignore the contact.

[deviantdreamer]

One hand lifted, a fingertip sliding against the crystalline tear that slid down Li's cheek. The tremble was noted, the pain in the golden haired form more than obvious. But he knew good and well that he hadn't spanked him hard enough to cause that much of an ache. It meant there was something else, something there he had yet to know about. Never mind it though, he would find out.

Cold pale eyes watched him glare in defiance and nearly smiled; nearly. It did however made the corner of his mouth twitch up a bit. An amusement tinged expression, at Li's suspense. "You are mine, pretty Pet. Until I have no more use for the pair of you." That hatred that practically hummed in the younger's aura was so incredibly human. And it was far beyond anything the ancient would be able to comprehend.

And then he was leaning back, long fingers releasing the upset vampire. Warning lingering in the air. The punishment would be far worse next time, could be far worse. If he didn't straighten up. Merrick loathed treating them like younglings, but he would do as he saw fit. The ancient stepped from the mouthier of the pair to lean down next to Ril, long pale fingers lifting to twine through the golden strands.

"Come now young one, the punishment is over. And you both need a bath..." There was no sharp hands for the quieter of the pair. Because Ril had done nothing to warrant punishment. He had not been disobediant or rude. And he would be rewarded because of it.

[sherli]

Li nearly slumped to the floor when Merrick walked away from him toward Ril. He forced himself to stay standing, trying to calm himself as best he could. His trembling hadn't ceased any, but it wasn't as bad as it had been. Wiping at the rest of the salty liquid from his eyes, he ignored the pain in his wrists caused by the shackles that still clamped tightly around him.

Ril had nearly jumped when he felt someone's fingers run through his hair and his eyes hot open quickly. When he looked up to see who it was, he didn't seem so jumpy anymore. Ril lowered his hands from his ears, the sound of rattling chains from the shackles seeming to echo in the sudden silence. When he nodded numbly at Merrick's words, he pushed himself up to stand, sending a glance toward Li to see how he was.

All appeared to be fine, but Ril still had his doubts; but he didn't want to know what had happened. "I'm sorry," he added quietly, as if apologizing on Li's behalf, because the other would be too stubborn to apologize for anything.

[deviantdreamer]

The dark haired vampire rose to his feet, his tall frame unwinding from its crouched position with the grace of a great cat. Broad shoulders clad in dark fabric gave a lazy leisurely roll before he combed pale fingers through his inky hair. At only a six foot two, he wasn't the tallest of immortals. But he wore ancient power like a mantle and bore the carrying of a warrior of old. Even in that casual moment when he seemed so entirely unconcerned about either of them.

"No Sweet, he needs to take responsibility for his own actions." He responded to Ril, and patted the quiet blonde as if he were a pet of some sort. Otherwise the entire point of his lesson with Li would go unheeded. "Now come..." The command came, and he slid his gaze to the now silent, previously mouthy blonde expectantly. Sweeping his arms around them both, he guided them through the kitchen and back into the master suite.

It was a simple room. With the rather large bed the focal point, and the color scheme both warm and dark. But otherwise it had no outstanding features, save for the neatness in which it was kept. The pair were urged further inside, then into the bathroom. Only then he left there side, to lean over the jetted tub to start the water. The bath was big enough that several people could fit comfortably, three would take little effort.

He straightened up, to tug the elegant black coat off and drop it into the laundry bin. "Undress." he commanded the pair, sliding his gaze toward them. All the while long fingers began to unbutton the pristine italian silk that his shirt consisted of.

[sherli]

Undress? With him still in the room? Ril made a quick glance toward Li, wondering what they were going to do. Li seemed stiff, his eyes on Merrick. Ril knew that Li wouldn't be happy with him, but he quietly began to undo his vest, only to stop when the shackles wouldn't allow him to remove his shirt.

Li narrowed his eyes at Ril, turning his attention back to his other. He knew the shackles were a problem, and he doubted that Merrick was going to remove them - maybe this sort of thing amused the sick bastard.

"We seem to have a little problem," Li said flatly, waving his own chained wrist. His expression itself showed annoyance, while his tone sounded empty.

Li didn't like where any of this was going. Taking ab ath was fine, but with this vampire? What exactly was he planning? The blonde could feel an irrational fear enter into him, the fear that once undressed that Merrick would know about the other curse he hated so much - the reason why he hated himself so much.

[deviantdreamer]

"You are vampire...it shouldn't be a problem at all..." Merrick pointed out. Clothing ripped, relatively easy. Especially considering there immortal strength. He turned to face them both, the tails of the shirt fluttering open since he'd only just gotten it unbuttoned. After a pause to turn off the water, he moved toward them both until he stood at there side.

Long pale fingers capturing the waving wrist, free hand withdrawing the key all masters were given to the shackles and quite simply...he undid them. Moving from each one to the next until the shackles were no more, and he held the offensive ungangly things well away from him. They were set next to the trash before he straightened himself fully.

"No more problem...my pets..." He drawled, pale eyes observing the pair. Li had lost the right of privacy that Merrick might have given him to bathe in. Such little things were earned and given when they were deserved. But the blonde's mouth and lack of stubborn pride at making an aplogy nixed it.

Ril however, might be able to get away with requesting at least a few moments of it. Or at the very least get the ancient to turn around. It was inevitible he would see them. They were his, and at the moment he had no intention of letting them even rest away from him.

[sherli]

Ril, however, was far too shy to even think of asking Merrick to give him privacy. He felt he had no right, being a slave and all. He just did as he was told, but was grateful when the shackles were removed. He didn't like the idea of tearing his clothes apart. Then again, would they even be allowed to wear their old clothes anymore after this? Were slaves only allowed to wear certain things? Ril took off his shirt as he tried to think it all over. Would Merrick make them take of their ring, too? The one that kept them from fusing together, and protected them from their painful curse? He hoped not.

The quieter blonde kept his eyes downcast and even his head lowered as he began to unfasten his belt. He knew this behavior of submission wouldn't make Li happy at all - but what choice did he have? It was best just to behave, why couldn't his other understand that?

Li could feel his stubbornness taking over, and he knew it was a bad idea to disobey, especially when he had already angered Merrick moments before. But his pride kept him from doing anything, especially with the older vampire's eyes on him. He slowly looked away from Merrick. He hated to be stared at, but it bothered him even more when he was watching the other man stare.

The blonde rubbed at his wrist; they were a bit raw from having the shackles on so tight for so long. Finally, after a few more minutes of stalling, Lo gave in and started unbuttoning his vest and soon came to his blouse. He wasn't necessarily giving in - he wanted to get cleaned up too.

[deviantdreamer]

When they began to comply he stepped away from the pair and continued undressing. The silk shirt was dropped into the laundry bin. Bare broad shoulders giving a lazy roll; the flesh of his back the smooth pale expanse that hadn't seen the light of day in countless centuries. Marred only by scars he'd received in his human life. He'd been a warrior in life, a captive...a scapegoat. And much more. And while his mind had long since forgotten the emotion inspired by those incidents, his lithe muscular form bore them like a map.

He paused to lean over the tub and turn the water off once it got full. No need to let it over spill. The pair were being awfully quiet now; the mouthy twin more so than Ril. It was a bit odd but he figured that Li was merely holding his tongue to avoid punishment again. That was a start, at the very least. Merrick didn't wish them to be silent but he refused to allow disrespect.

The ancient moved to get out of the rest of his clothing, not the least bit concerned about modesty or preserving it for any of them. Once done, he stepped into the water and sunk to sit on the bottom of the tub. Intent upon removing the scent of the club from his own skin. Ril and Li's rings had been noticed. But he wouldn't bother such a small thing.

[sherli]

Ril had finally taken off the last article of clothing on him before he looked over to see that Merrick had already placed himself into the bath. He looked away suddenly, feeling his cheeks burning slightly. He didn't like the feeling of being exposed, and he knew Li didn't either. Ril eventually made his way over to the large tub sheepishly before he went in. It had been a long while since he felt warm water. It was usually freezing cold whenever they got a chance to bathe at all.

Li seemed to be hesitant after the removal of his clothes, and didn't look all to happy about sharing a bath with anyone, let alone this strange man who obviously thought of them as pets. Merrick had obviously made that point clear more than once.

But causing more trouble than it was worth was certainly not worth it in the least. Li would have to be obedient for now, unless things went too far; which they always did in their life.

Li forced himself to slip into the steaming water, but making sure he was distant from the ancient vampire. He didn't want to be near this guy as much as possible.

[deviantdreamer]

Seeming unperturbed by Li's deliberate placement in the tub, he relaxed back and tilted his head until he could rest against the smooth porcelein cradling his form. Dark lashes sliding shut while long fingers absently rubbed the warm water against his bare skin. Seeking to rid it of the lingering scent of the club and slave auction. "There is soap and wash clothes..." He rumbled out lazily, without looking there way-a silent command to clean. The soap was scentless, because he despised man made perfumes. But it would do the job very well.

There was shampoo and the like as well, and he expected it all to be used. Because while the smell of the club lingered on his flesh, the smell of the slave cages and other people lingered on theres. Something he couldn't and wouldn't abide by. Not in his personal territory, no matter how temporary it was. Though he had no intention of letting this apartment go to waste when they moved to the Estate. It would serve as a safe house, and a place to rest after business when he wasn't able to return to his own home.

His head only lifted to duck it beneath the clean water, before he reached for the shampoo and began to tend to his own personal needs. Clearly expecting his pets to tend themselves and behave there age rather than like children. Though he had little doubt that both would he grateful he didn't take it to task himself. Merrick was trusting that his lesson was learned for the time being and that they would do it without complaint. Particularly Li.

But he did wonder how they'd react when he found he expected them to sleep in the same room as he when the time came. The thought amused him and the corner of his mouth slowly tugged itself upward.