Tear My Castle Down (Merrick) Mature

[sherli]

Ril silently took the soap and wash cloth that Merrick spoke of and began washing up. His mind seemed to be elsewhere, though, as if this was completely normal. It was best to act this way, he supposed. Less trouble would be had. His eyes wondered toward Li, who seemed farther away from both of them. Not that Ril blamed him or anything, but his other needed to be careful. If Li angered Merrick again, who knew what would happen?

Li, grabbing the soap and wash cloth, studied the bar of soap before he bothered using it. You never could know for sure if there wasn't something in the soap that could some how effect him. A trap might have been set by Merrick. Li was always paranoid. He trusted no one. There had to be a hidden agenda behind every small thing.

The still some-what stubborn blonde almost thought of not cleaning himself at all, if that's what Merrick wanted. Not only that, but if he was clean, it would be easier for the ancient vampire to sense the other curse - to know what Ril and he really were. Freaks in a world of freaks. Li always stayed away from other supernaturals because of that. Well, besides the fact he was allergic to both lycans and werewolves - but those beasts and vampires of sorts could always smell it on him.

And Li didn't want Merrick to know, couldn't let him know. What would he do if he did? Li could only imagine the endless torture and shame brought from it - not that being a slave wasn't bad enough.

But Li didn't like to be filthy either, so he finally brought himself to clean, only hoping upon hope that Merrick wouldn't be curious enough to find out why he and Ril smelled so..."different" from other males.

[deviantdreamer]

Had Li not washed, Merrick would have broke down and drug Li into his lap to do it himself. The pair would be treated well as long as they earned it. Bad pets didn't get special treatment. Rather they got punishment, or nothing at all. Perhaps a mixture of the pair. He relaxed, contented with the warm water lapping at his bare flesh. Warming skin that would have otherwise been cold, save perhaps after feeding when the flush of his mortal prey was upon him.

The ancient vampire observed the pair from beneath his lashes. Ril was obedient enough, washing quietly with clear intent to be invisible. Lest he bring down Merrick's wrath upon him. He doubted the quiet blonde would, considering his apparent nature. But the more stubborn Li was clearly different. The dark haired male entirely doubted that he could keep his mouth shut for very long. Eventually the blonde would explode and when he did explode…Merrick would take a private, perverse pleasure in punishing him again. He’d quite enjoyed that spanking. And the give of pert firm flesh beneath his hand. Lips curved up into a slightly vicious smile, though it was well disguised, well hidden.

As the pair cleaned he began to notice something about there scent, however. They didn’t smell the way most vampires did, and most males for that matter. Males generally had a sort of specific spice to there smell, where females were sweeter and softer. Ril and Li smelled of both, without the overpowering stench of the slave pits lingering upon there flesh. Dark lashes slid further open now, his mind over taken with curiosity, he shifted through the tub toward them both.

He leaned in, until his nose could just hover over Ril‘s bare shoulder. Breathing in the scent of him. “Tell me Pet…” He rumbled out in a dark purr, “Why do you both smell differently?” Merrick’s inquiry came as a low demand.

[sherli]

Both the blondes froze, Ril as stiff as a statue at how close Merrick was to him. He hadn't expected the vampire to find out so soon, and didn't know how to react. He darted his eyes over toward Li for guidance, but his other was just as frozen in fear as he was.

"Uh...umm....what do you mean?" Ril asked shakily, still not sure if Merrick even meant that or just thought they smelled funny. "I-I don't know..."

Li regained some of his composure, his teeth clenched as usual, fangs barred. If Merrick tried anything to Ril, he would sure as hell fight back. No one abused his other, not without his permission.

[deviantdreamer]

"Control yourself..." He drawled in Li's direction, all but sensing the blonde's protective aggression. "Your other hasn't done anything to warrant punishment. I think I remember only one whose earned that tonight..." Blue eyes flicked in his direction once before focusing back on Ril. Again he breathed in his scent, much like a cat would.

Tasting the smell of them both upon his tongue, curiously. "You smell...male and female..." He told them, straightening back up without moving very far away. "But I think you are both aware of that..."

After all, something of that magnitude couldn't go unnoticed. And he didn't believe in coincidences. Which meant there was much more to Ril and Li than met the eye. And that meant his instincts were working top notch. He hadn't known why he'd bought them but perhaps this was a sign. He had no intention of holding himself back from exploring whatever that odd smell was.

After all, they were his. And they would be with him for a very long time.

[sherli]

Ril shivered again, keeping his eyes downcast. He knew, he knew. There was no hiding it now and no use in denying it. He held onto his hands, stopping them from shaking under the water. He was frightened, that much was obvious. What did Merrick think of them now, now that he knew? Ril shut his eyes and tried to calm himself. He always had trouble controlling his emotions, and he was too afraid of angering the ancient vampire.

Li was not going to relax, especially not now. His eyes still narrowed hatefully at Merrick. He quickly looked away when Merrick had turned his eyes on him. An uncontrollable shiver ran down his spine at the mention of their curse and he had to stop himself from taking Ril and himself out of there. He knew that would only make things far worse than they were.

The blonde breathed in slowly to loosen up his nerves, although it didn’t help all that much. “Do you believe everything you smell?” he asked, still denying the truth – he wasn’t going to let Merrick use it against them. He would deny it as much as possible.

[deviantdreamer]

"When its body chemistry?" He drawled, "Oh yes. You see it tells a great deal. Like your fear..." His head tilted until he could glance from one to the other with ease. The pair were terrefied of him. And perhaps of the knowledge he'd just found out. A slow smile curved his mouth, eyes glinting briefly. "If your not going to be good pets and tell me, I'll have to explore it myself.."

The warning that flooded his voice was generous. He didn't have to warn them. They were his property, to do with as he pleased. And honestly, had he been a less patient man he would have already brought physical harm to Li at the very least. But Merrick wasn't one to rush it, with newly turned slaves. A broken slave with no loyalty was completely useless, and he despised useless.

His head cocked to the side as he awaited an answer, leaning in to breath in there scent once more.

[sherli]

Li flinched away from him, his glare still fixed on Merrick, despite this. “I’m not afraid of you,” the stubborn blonde said, keeping his voice steady. “And if you think you know so much, why would we need to confirm it for you?” Li knew he was making a terrible mistake, but he always spoke before he thought of the consequences.

Ril opened his eyes wide at Li’s words and felt the urge to clamp over the other’s mouth before anything else came out of his mouth. “Li, stop it-“ he cut off, knowing it was no use trying to cover up for him and only shrank away.

When everything he had said sank in, Li knew he instantly regretted it. Especially after remembering what Merrick had just said before he stupidly remarked to the vampire’s words. The blonde tried to keep his distance, pretending that nothing was bothering him, that he was not afraid of whatever Merrick might try.

[deviantdreamer]

"Little liar..." The ancient drawled in response to his denial that he wasn't afraid. Blue eyes glinted, and his smile...was a slow sensuous curve that teased the edge of his mouth tauntingly. Filled with the sort of promise that the blonde haired pair clearly had hoped to avoid. "Pet, you should think before you speak." A mild chastisement, as he reached out, not for Ril but for the mouthy Li. It was clear however, he was more than a bit pleased he'd get to carry through with his promise.

A long, pale hand enclosed upon the mouthy one's wrist before he tugged him near. Never mind his attempt to keep his distance. In fact, he tugged the blonde right into his bare lap, "You simply should have explained and I would have left you be..." Merrick murmured, sliding fingertips down Li's chest lightly. His nose shifted to brush against one bare shoulder where he breathed in his scent. There it was, even stronger now. Female and male. It intrigued him. And since the upper half of there bodies seemed perfectly normal, that left the lower.

This pair would learn quickly that he kept his word. And he never made threats. When he warned them of something, he meant it. No ifs, ands, or buts. Now Li wouldn't get out of it. Not when he'd had a chance to simply give up the information himself.

[sherli]

‘Shit, shit, shit!’ Li thought in his panicked head before Merrick had taken him by the wrist and forced him upon his lap. He tried to fight him off, but it was no use, and it would only get him in a possibly worse scenario. Li still squirmed, trying to make this uncomfortable for both of them - like hell he was going to let Merrick enjoy tormenting him like this.

The blonde vampire stopped suddenly when the obsidian haired ancient traveled his cool fingers down his chest. Li shuddered, fighting the impulse to make a sound; he wasn’t going to give Merrick any sign of victory. He couldn’t cover up the fear inside him, nor the flushed color of his face from the unwanted close contact. Li was only glad that this wasn’t happening to Ril.

Ril.

Li’s eyes shot open, having been tightly shut through most of Merrick’s “embrace”. He quickly looked over toward his other, hoping he wasn’t watching. As he had expected, Ril had kept himself in a protective ball, shutting himself off from whatever was happening. IT was for the best, Li supposed. Ril was already messed up enough as it was. Biting his lip, Li kept his hateful glare, ignoring the tears that were forming. He clearly hated this man, and he had no need to hide it.

[deviantdreamer]

The squirming didn't put him off. In fact, it did the opposite of making things uncomfortable for him. His body enjoyed the other form against it; the wiggling that clearly was formed from Li's desire to not be touched. But Merrick had been more than patient, and if the blonde had only answered him...he wouldn't be in this situation. In fact, the ancient probably would have left the pair alone. At least for a while. But the mouthy blonde was defiant and stubborn, enough so that it clouded his judgement.

His fingers trailed with purpose along his hip, having no urge to rush what so ever. He'd noticed Ril curling in on himself, but the majority of his attention was on Li. And he doubted that the louder vampire would wish it otherwise. Merrick's hand found the tender flesh of his genitals. A careful, curious touch that slid along the flacid length, then behind it...in search of what he suspected: a feminine slit that would be the opening to an extra entrance.

After all, if the pair smelt feminine to an extent...there would have to be something in there forms to embody that.

[sherli]

A whimper.

Had that come from him or his other? He couldn't remember, but his body was trembling uncontrollably. Li had bit his lip so hard by then that it was bleeding quite a bit; but he didn't care.

This sudden invasion, the unwelcome touch that had trailed to the part of him that he hated and dreaded so much, caused him to lose himself. Li knew by now that the whimpers and weak, hated sobs ere coming from him. Ril was too far gone to be making any noise whatsoever.

Li lowered his head, his hair covering his face completely as he didn't want Merrick to see the pain and humiliation in his features. Although, the shaking, weak body the vampire was now holding and exploring was humiliation enough.

Through an uncontrolled, wavering voice, Li begged him to stop. The plead was quiet and weak as his bleeding lip trembled.

[deviantdreamer]

Of all reactions, he hadn't expected that one. Li had broken, shattered. A sobbing, shaking mess that roused even parts of the ancient he had never expected. Sympathy was a foreign sensation, and the urge to sooth that trembling frame even more so. It confused the ancient, baffled. But he wouldn't let it be known, that emotions made him react that way.

His hunch had been confirmed however. Male and female, and it clearly shamed them both. A distant part of his mind wondered how often they'd been abused because of it. Merrick slid his hand back to rest upon his hip, gently. "Shhhhh...It's alright pet..." His voice, previously cold became a low rumble. Soothing, though not intentionally. Because that was another foreign emotion. One he wouldn't have related to one of his slaves, if he'd been able to relate it to anything at all.

One hand lifted, to cup Li's cheek and lift his head. The injured lip was treated to a swipe of his tongue. To seal the wound so that it didn't bleed further. Possessive, that touch. But then that was at the base of Merrick's nature. He was an extremely possessive male, and it seemed especially so in the case of these two. While the fingers upon his hip took to traveling again, rubbing with deliberate care against the shaking slave's shaft. A skilled touch, now that his hunch had been satisfied.

Unfortunately, his curiosity however, wasn't satisfied. And it wouldn't be until he'd...explored the new found territory. Perhaps not even then. Really, it contrasted sharply with his profounding urge to comfort Li.

[sherli]

Li felt more than conflicted with all that as happening. His small, frail frame still shook, but the soothing sound of Merrick’s sudden voice and the ceased exploration of his curse left him less stressed. He didn’t want to admit, how that voice made him feel at that moment. Li still wanted to hate him, but now he wasn’t so sure if he should.

Merrick hadn’t pulled away in disgust, hadn’t left him there to drown in his own self pity and loathing. Why? Was this some other ay of punishment? To pretend to accept and then later toss him aside like a defective toy he never really wanted? This caused Li to shrink more into himself, consciously, not in body.

That didn’t help his emotions at any rate, especially when the older vampire’s hand gently lifted his head, resting his cheek against the cool palm. Li tried to look away, his amber eyes still filled with the salty liquid that stung with his sweat that dripped from his forehead. The room was hot now, hotter than it had been with the building steam from the bath water.

When he felt Merrick’s tongue graze over his bleeding lip and healed it, he shuddered involuntarily, nearly leaning in closer. He stiffened fearfully at first at the intruding touch gainst the lower part of himself; as much as he wanted nothing to do with the contact, his body reacted in a way it longed for. So many centuries of being denied physical contact without pain, it was now more powerful than it could have been years ago before the curse.

Li whimpered again, shutting his eyes in reaction of the gentle contact, feeling his entire body nearly heating up from it, a small gasp escaping his small lips. He wasn’t used to this, never had experienced it. He wasn’t sure what to think, what do to. It was obvious in the way he tried to grip the porcelain bottom of the tub, shaky hands trying to grab onto something for comfort.

[deviantdreamer]

The taste of his blood lingered on Merrick's tongue. Rich and warm. Much warmer than a vampire's should be, with the sweet spice that had teased him in Li's scent. It was a differant sort of heat that invaded his body, rather than the norm that invaded only when he fed. Li was such a being of contrasts. Fighting one moment, and the next a whimpering bundle of nerves caught between the urge to give in to sensation or give into fear. But the ancient wouldn't allow him to pull away.

His mouth pressed closer, more insistantly. Lips tugging at the previously bleeding flesh to urge the younger vampire into a kiss. Careful, patient. There was no need to hurry the act, because they quite literally had all the time in the world. And he fully intended on taking what was his. Merrick slid his tongue out, against the seam of his mouth. Intent upon taking Li's fear and turning it into passion. He craved that passion.

His hand teased the sensitive organ he grasped. A careful, deliberate touch that came with an accompanying squeeze. Merrick wanted Li arroused, he wanted him trembling and needing. And then, he would satisfy that need. The younger vampire had wondered earlier, if the ancient could insert thoughts into the mind. And now, he demonstrated it, in the form of images like you might watch on television.

Images of Li bent over the tub, while Merrick slid into the wet heat of his body with a lazy roll of his hips; stretching him wide with the girth of his cock. That feminine part of him put to its greatest use. Shameless images, to show just what the dark haired male desired to do to him. And not a ounce of that included tossing him asside.

[sherli]

The little control left in Li seemed to pull out from under him, the feel of Merrick's lips making contact with his. A small, quiet whine escaped him and his lips parted in reaction to the tentative tongue that demanded entrance into his mouth. His body shook with the feeling, the want his body craved in such a high level.

The blonde began to arch his back, pressing himself against Merrick's toned chest as the ancient's hands worked with artist fingers against his length. Li quickened, a pleating cry emitting from him as he tried to regain control over his emotions.

Li could feel the heat travel down to his loins, and he let out another faint noise that sounded awfully like pleasure, but he would not admit it to himself.

As the sudden images flashed through his mind, he couldn't hold onto his restrain anymore, his body wracking with the thought of release, the pleasure, and the dominance of Merrick taking him completely. Li's shaft was so obviously reacting to it all, practically pulsating with ant and the need for release.

Li's hair sticked to his forehead in sweaty white-blonde tendrils as he moaned quietly. He knew if he were standing, he would have fallen to his knees, unable to support himself. He couldn't explain the emotions flowing inside him and it nearly left him exhausted; and he knew this wasn't even close to being over.

As this was a completely new experience to him, practically virgin, his body reacted in a powerful impulse as the tip of his length had already begun to leak, aching with more need than ever.

His breaths were heavy, unrestrained, and he could tell he was losing it. All he could focus on was contact and how he wanted more of it - his trembling hands raising out from the hot water and trying to hold onto Merrick, his fingers twitching with that want.