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Ever Kasala's eyesight was blurry, but not because tears were welling up in his eyes. Everything became fuzzy, then he saw nothing at all. His consciousness was floating through an empty space filled with thick static. Throughout the inky space, Ever's heartbeats pounded loudly, echoing in his ears, along with his fading pleas for help. The feeling in his body drained away until finally his world became black. <br/>
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Ever thought he was awake but he wasn't. He was trapped in a nightmare of sorts, more vicious than most, more lucid. It was time to get out of whatever this was, padded cuffs encircling his ankles and wrists, cold metal chains pulling violently to test their attachments to the four corners of the bed. His balls and cock were already throbbing painfully, so any further resistance would have cost Ever more energy than it should have. It was as if someone had turned the gravitational pull way up so that his arms and legs felt too heavy to struggle anymore.<br/>
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The burdensome weight bearing down on top of him and driving itself into his limp body was no longer felt. His mental and physical senses entered a dormant state, even as Klaus continued to take pleasure in the tight clench of muscle around his cock. Ever's ears were deafened to the sound of his captor's roar of arousal as he reached his climax, spewing the thick sludge of his seed into his heated core until the excess flowed out between his ass crack in a river of white.<br/>
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Ever's pale lips were parted slightly to allow his faint breaths to softly whistle past, until Klaus pried his mandible open wider in order to pour out his own dark gift into his gaping mouth. The heated crimson nectar found gravity as it dripped from Klaus' wrist, the blood seeping past Ever's unguarded lips. It rolled lazily across the back of his tongue and down his throat, a hollow gurgling sound heard before the blood was finally swept down to his stomach by involuntary digestive processes.<br/>
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Except Klaus Augustin's blood type wasn't digestible. His vampiric blood latched onto the walls of his small intestine, completely bypassing the harsh acidic environment of his stomach, and floated directly through the cell membranes of his erythrocytes. Infused with renewed, supernatural vigor, Ever's red blood cells began replicating immediately. Within a few minutes, the sample of vampire blood had fully restored Ever's blood volume to its normal operating capacity.<br/>
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From the carousel of random ideas came some order, a subtle awareness of who Ever was underneath the flow of thoughts and their loose connections to his waking life. After a few moments of wakefulness, Ever began to analyze them in a lazy way, thinking that his ideas were meant to be kept secret. Some were composed as if from a book he once read, some were just silly. In a moment all of the ideas and plans were gone, slipping away without a trace. <br/>
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If Ever's ideas of escape still remained in his head there would be no breadcrumb trail in which her could find them again. Dark eyelashes flickered open to an unlit room that contained an eternal dusk. He closed his eyelids again, willing the carousel to continue spinning so his mind could propel itself further into another dream. It didn't work. Sensing movement in the room, Ever postponed the demanding tasks he may of had and the solutions he'd proposed. There was no hope left for him to accomplish extricating himself from his predicament right now.<br/>
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Magnus had awakened him, and there would never be any retreat. Even Ever's human sense of smell caught the whiff of sex in the bedroom, except he wasn't the one that got his nut off. His gaze flickered with energy, growing more lucid and awake as he lay there tethered to the bed, gazing up at Magnus' cheerful face. Besides sex, there were other aromas that caught the human's attention and stirred the hunger pangs gnawing away at his stomach to a frenzy. <br/>
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As far as the benefits of drinking Klaus' blood went, the slap marks on his left cheek had completely faded away, along with the crisscross of shallow, reddish incisions to his inner thighs and throat made by the sharpened edge of Klaus' knife. Even as Ever lay still, silently watching Magnus tend to the sumptuous spread of food that he had prepared for him, the knife left upon the nightstand was a harsh reminder of what had transpired in his absence. <br/>
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Ever's lips pressed together and he swallowed, still tasting the foreign flavor in his mouth. Magnus had been busy before his eyes had finally opened. This time when he tried to move his arms and legs, the muscles and bones obeyed the will of his mind as the flexed and extended their reach. The restraints that had restricted his movement had been removed to allow for his limbs to freely move around, and for him to sit up and take in the view of Magnus and the vast array of food.<br/>
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Quite honestly, the amount of food present was excessive but there was an ample variety of different cuisines available for Ever to select whatever appealed to his palate. Ever noticed the broken box with the marbles had been cleaned up, and there was no sign of Klaus in the room at all. Except for his knife, still gleaming and covered with his blood, and one other thing. As Ever sat up in the bed, a gush of Klaus' semen flooded out of him onto the sheets and silk brocade coverlet underneath him. <br/>
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The cock ring was a gift, apparently left behind to let Ever know who was really in control here. He didn't say a word to Magnus, not yet anyway. His hunger took over, and made a beeline for the tray. Ever started with whatever was closest to his hands, a tureen of rich, hearty vegetable soup. He picked up an elegant looking silver spoon etched with a single rose and began to eat, as he tried his best to ignore the fact Magnus was watching him the whole time.<br/>
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Of course, Magnus had his own agenda hidden away from his view as well, just like his twin, Klaus.</span>