Magnus absolutely despised the sound of Ever's desperate screams. Even as he feasted on the young man's sweet blood, savoring the taste and lapping at his groin like an overzealous dog, he couldn't help but feel pangs of sadness pierce his chest as Ever struggled in vain. He could hear his brother moaning and slurping happily at Ever's throat, and he was sure Klaus adored the way Ever writhed beneath him, but Magnus found it all to simply be a crude display in barbarism. Having willing partners to feed from was always preferable to slaughtering the defiant (although Klaus had a slightly different opinion on the matter), but those were hard to come by, and typically there was some amount of fear in his partners' eyes whenever Magnus allowed his sharp teeth to show and his grip to tighten. If he was alone, Magnus wouldn't kill his meals, not by choice. Drink them into a state of loopy delirium, perhaps, but not kill. Deaths only occurred when his food fought or threatened him, or when he went hunting with his dazzling twin. Together they were irresistible, and Ever wasn't the first poor idiot they had lured into sex and death. But he was certainly the first in their many, many years that Magnus wanted to keep, and he could tell by the way Klaus gyrated above Ever's weakening body that his older brother was warming to the idea of keeping Ever around permanently.<br/><br/>The twins drank until the stunning boy fell unconscious and reluctantly tore their lips away from the wounds they had inflicted on him. Without speaking a word to one another, each twin pricked his thumb with the sharp pointed edge of his canine and rubbed his blood into the torn flesh, watching as the skin knit itself together and closed, leaving no scar to tell the story of what had happened here in this bloodied, tainted bed. Klaus slid off of Ever's unresponsive body and turned toward his younger brother, watching silently as Magnus stood, his mouth still dripping blood.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 153)">"You look beautiful,"</span>Klaus said, standing to meet his twin and pulling him close, nuzzling the length of Magnus' pale throat and setting his hands on his brother's hips. Magnus huffed and turned his head away from his twin, though he did not separate from him, feeling the heavy and demanding weight of Klaus' erect cock pressing against him.<br/><br/>Although Magnus very much enjoyed this rare bit of attention from his brother, the sight of Ever's limp body was too much for him to bear.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)">"We cannot linger here,"</span>he said simply, turning his head back and looking into his twin's pale blue eyes.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)">"I have to get him back if we are going to keep him."</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 153)"><br/>
"Why the rush, little fox? He'll be out for quite some time. And the stupid whore has left me in need and aching."</span>Klaus smiled, an arrogant and condescending grin that belied Klaus' budding desire to taste Ever again. For now, he wanted to focus on his sweet brother, his one true love, he wanted to feel him and fill him up like he had done thousands of times before. But Magnus wasn't having it. The younger twin pressed a deep but succinct kiss to his brother's lips and pulled away, but there was a lingering flirtatious smile on his face as he moved toward Ever's body and began lifting him off of the bed.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)"><br/>
"If you're good and do your duty, you will be compensated fully,"</span>Magnus promised, cradling Ever's long body against his bare chest as he spoke.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)"> "But do it well. They have to think there's nothing left, do you understand?"</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 153)"><br/>
"Yes, yes, I am not an idiot,"</span>Klaus hissed, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 153)">"How do you expect me to get back. The manor is miles from here."</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)"><br/>
"Run. I have it on good word that you have amazing stamina."</span>Magnus grinned toothily and carried Ever's body back out into the living room. He set the youth tenderly on the couch and walked toward the kitchen. A roll of paper towels stood by the sink, so Magnus grabbed a handful and wet them carefully before returning to Ever's body. The boy's shallow breathing was nigh imperceptible, but Magnus' superior senses allowed him to hear the gentle air as it passed through Ever's plump, pale lips.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)">"I'm sorry we had to do that to you," </span>Magnus whispered gingerly, wiping at the dribbles of blood along Ever's statuesque body that the twins hadn't managed to imbibe.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)"> "I truly wanted to show you a good time, darling. But you shouldn't have done that to Klaus. He has a ferocious temper. Were you not so delectable, I'm certain he would have ended you. What a tragedy that would have been to lose such a rare beauty."</span>He smiled as he cleaned away the last of the stray stains and walked back to the kitchen to toss the bloody towels into the trash bin. A heavy sigh escaped Magnus' mouth when stepped back into the romantically decorated living room, and he quickly dressed both himself and Ever before lifting the boy back into his arms and carrying him out to the twins' Porsche. A dark, angry cloud had taken over the sky while the twins were in Ever's home, and although Magnus would have appreciated the beautiful and foreboding sight on a normal day, he knew he didn't have time to admire the prescient weather.<br/><br/>Ever was placed in the front seat and the twins' car and buckled in and Magnus flit to the driver's side, revving up the ignition and pulling out of Ever's driveway. The car purred around him as he turned onto Ever's street and began driving toward the highway, hoping that Ever did not regain consciousness before they arrived at the twins' extravagant home.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;<br/>​</div>Klaus glared with narrowed eyes as his darling brother exited the bedroom with Ever in his arms.<i>Little cunt</i>, he thought angrily, turning his attention back toward the bloody bed. Although he didn't take well to Magnus' rejection, it was only temporary, and he knew that once they were both home his twin wouldn't be able to resist his advances. He looked around lazily and admired the splattered blood on the sheets, the headboard, even parts of the wall.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 153)">"Boy is a spurter,"</span>Klaus chuckled to himself, walking over to the bedside table and aggressively knocking over an elegant lamp that sat on top, grinning as the light fixture crashed onto the floor and shattered. The vampire followed up his minor destruction by pulling over the dresser, a tall bookcase that sat against a far wall, and smashing a rather elegant mirror that hung next to the bedroom door.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 153)">"Perhaps I should have saved that. Magnus would have liked it,</span>" Klaus mused, shrugging his shoulders carelessly as he made his way into the living room. Magnus and Ever were already long gone, but it was better that way. Had Magnus waited around for Klaus, he would have nitpicked and nagged, instructing Klaus on the<i>proper</i>way to destroy a home to make it look like there had been a fight. His brother's pestering would have bothered him to no end, they would have snapped at one another, but perhaps the make up sex would have been worth the effort.<br/><br/>Klaus set about his work, smashing any glass around the living room he could find, knocking over candles, kicking at furniture and throwing all of Ever's adorable belongings to the ground. The unfinished tea was splattered across the floor, and Klaus thought it quite the shame. He had enjoyed the tea Ever had made for him, or at least, the small sip that he had been able to imbibe without vomiting. When the living room was sufficiently destroyed, Klaus dressed, pulling his slacks and underwear over his now flaccid member and buttoning up his shirt slowly. He grabbed his dark overcoat from the damaged love seat and tossed it over his shoulder, making his way to the entryway. Long, white fingers wrapped around the knob and tore it from the wood, being careful to avoid the jagged edges of the splintered door.<br/><br/>The air was cold when he exited Ever's stunning duplex, though now the residence was nothing more than a crime scene. With the amount of spilled blood in the bedroom and the wrecked rooms, the police were bound to think that this was a robbery turned sour. The lack of a corpse would intrigue, perhaps, but chances were high that authorities wouldn't be focused on finding a live Ever. With each passing day that the twins held Ever hostage in their glorious home, hope that Ever was out there, somewhere with his heart still beating, would fade, and eventually no one would search for him at all. Just what Magnus wanted, Klaus was sure.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 153)">"Run, he says,"</span>Klaus mumbled, rolling his head around his shoulders and listening to the dead bones in his neck crack.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 153, 153)">"Little cunt."</span><br/><br/>So he ran.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;<br/>​</div>The Augustin manor was located on a large patch of land deep in the forests of Washington, away from the public and prying, unwelcome eyes. The twins employed a small team of caretakers to maintain the property, but they were only allowed to work during certain hours of the day and were to never pester the twins if they happened to see them strolling around. They were also prohibited from asking questions about the twins' strange behavior, or from entering certain rooms, most of them located downstairs. They were paid extremely handsomely for their silence, so when Magnus came strolling through the front double doors of the manor with a beautiful young man in his arms, one of the Augustins' maids, Britta, said nothing, merely continuing her dusting in silence as Magnus quickly strode by her and entered his office, slamming the door behind him with a heavy thud and locking it once he was inside.<br/><br/>Behind the leather desk chair was a large wooden panel that lead to a secret room. Magnus carefully pressed his hand against the invisible button that sat at the edge of two connecting sections of wall and watched as the panel slid to the side, revealing a stone stairway that descended down into the earth. The path was narrow, so Magnus was forced to turn to the side and slowly walk down lest he scratch any bit of Ever's creamy skin.<br/><br/>When he reached the door at the bottom of the staircase, Magnus pushed it open into an expansive room with a large four poster bed up against one wall. The bed was enormous, with a pointed black crown made from heavy, dark wood that mirrored the Gothic architecture Magnus was so fond of. Magnus' tastes were old school, or cliche as Klaus would have said, and the entire manor was decorated in extravagant handmade furniture that called back to a bygone era. The sheets were red satin with detailed golden embroidery, covered by a thick golden down comforter that sunk like an inviting cloud when Magnus placed Ever's body down and rested his head on a fluffy golden pillow.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"I suppose I'll have to hire a chef," </span>Magnus mused, thinking on how he was to keep Ever fed and healthy when the twins' kitchen remained perpetually empty and unused. He was relieved he hadn't torn it all out as Klaus had originally wanted to, as now they had a means to properly provide for their new pet. Magnus hoped it wouldn't take too long to find a suitable employee. As long as the person was good at their job, liked money, and knew how to keep their mouth shut, Ever would be well provided for.<br/><br/>The handsome blonde slipped into the bed next to Ever and gently stroked the young man's face, leaning forward to press sweet kisses against the boy's skin. He was already craving the taste of Ever's blood again, although he was completely full and could go days without having to feed. He was determined to make sure that Ever was nursed back well. The young man was going to have to remain in the best health if his new purpose was to feed two vampires on a semi-regularly basis. The twins could hunt and find others if necessary to give Ever some much needed down time, but after having the beautiful man's blood flood his mouth and dance along his tongue he doubted he would ever find anyone who tasted as lovely.<br/><br/>Magnus leaned back on the bed and let his eyes roam to Klaus' antique weapon collection to one side of the room, then to the far side where a large glass case filled with whips, crops, gags, paddles, cuffs, rope, knives, and a plethora of other concerning objects stood impressively next to a tall steel cage. It had been a long time since either Magnus or Klaus had brought anyone down here, but the place was well suited to keep someone, and Magnus could make any modifications to the room if necessary. The decorated walls lead off to another room, a large marble studded bathroom with a clawed bathtub big enough for four people, and beyond that a narrow hallway lead to an underground pool, one that the twins didn't use much but Ever was free to utilize as often as he liked. Assuming he behaved, of course. If he didn't, Magnus or Klaus would be forced to punish him for his transgressions.<br/><br/>When his eyes returned to Ever, Magnus decided he would wait there with him until the boy woke. He would probably be scared and confused, and anything he could do to settle the boy's mind would bring him a small bit of joy. Hopefully Ever came to before Klaus returned. Magnus was sure that his gorgeous twin wasn't done disciplining him for what he had done.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 204, 255)"><br/>
"You're in for a rough night, my little mouse,"</span>Magnus said, pressing his face into Ever's hair and inhaling deeply, reveling in the sweet, addictive scent.