<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Oh, my precious angel, suddenly we are not so brave,"</span>Klaus cooed, stroking himself slowly as he watched the fear clutch at Ever's perfectly sculpted visage. The vampire smirked; he could practically see the veins pulsing underneath Ever's milky skin in tune with his wild heartbeat. In truth, blood made a horrible lubricant. It dried too quickly and became crusty and unpleasant, and potentially mining Ever for a constant stream of wetness when his body was still recovering from the twins' meal was ill-advised, at best. Magnus would kill him if he put Ever's life in danger by sapping him of more blood too quickly, and he did not wish to incur the wrath of his beautiful, mercurial, prickly younger brother.<br/><br/>Klaus carefully set the blade back down in its spot between Ever's legs before removing himself from the bed, no longer needing to masturbate himself now that he his cock was hard, thick, and aching. Black and white marbles were spread across the floor haphazardly and seeing them outside the confines of their precious wooden box set the vampire's temper aflame once more. How<i>dare</i>Ever treat his belongings with such derision and disrespect? He huffed as his eyes passed across the splintered wooden box on the floor. It had been a gift from his mother hundreds of years ago, something he should have cherished and treated with more respect. Klaus had never been Mama's favorite, but she still loved her older son, and giving him small handmade gifts was one way she showed this. A three hundred-fifty-year-old box, destroyed, smashed into nothing. A reasonable adult would have taken responsibility for his actions; Klaus was the one to throw the box, after all. But the vampire didn't like the idea of putting blame on his own fiery temper and instead preferred to attribute his outburst and the resulting destruction to Ever. He was a pest, and he would continue being so until he learned his lesson.<br/><br/>Sitting next to the glass display case filled with the twins' vast collection of dildos, butt plugs, whips, gags, restraints, and other sexual paraphernalia was a narrow bureau not unlike the one where Klaus kept his knife collection. From Ever's chained position on the bed, the poor young man wouldn't be able to see what Klaus was up to. The knowledge of the unknown might make Ever's heart race more ferociously, but Klaus didn't think that such a bad thing. He opened the bureau and made some noises as he sifted through things, sighing in a satisfied manner when he had apparently collected everything he desired. Klaus sauntered back to the bed, items in hand, and once more settled himself in between Ever's legs.<br/><br/>In the blonde man's arms was a small collection of items: a bottle of his favorite lubricant, something nice and silky he could mix with Ever's blood to create the ideal lubrication, a thick stainless steel cock ring, and a ball gag. If it wasn't for Klaus' own sensitive nature, he would have just entered Ever dry and without all the fuss, but the vampire was more finicky than he let on. He still didn't plan on making this comfortable for Ever. He spread out his small collection of items onto the blood-stained comforter and looked at the young man once more.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"You're a disgusting little brat, but I'm going to make use of you until there's nothing left. You owe me this."</span>And as far as Klaus was concerned, Ever<i>did</i>owe him. The boy had been nothing but trouble since they had met. He snatched the ball gag and wrapped the adjustable brown leather strap around Ever's head, making sure the hard black rubber ball was securely shoved into Ever's open mouth, not caring if the young man tried to fight him, or<i>bite</i>. When the ball was in, Klaus latched the strap into place. The rings were next. He was guessing on the size based on what he remembered from his short experience with Ever's erection (Magnus probably would have been able to make a more proper guess), but they would work for now. Klaus opted for a narrow ring, something that would trap the blood nicely and keep Ever's erection going for much longer than it would naturally. The vampire, with a seemingly uncharacteristic deftness, pushed one of Ever's testicles through the ring, then the next, then eased the boy's flaccid cock through the ring, slipping it back until he was snugly set against Ever's body. He grinned his toothy, sharp smile and ran his hand along Ever's soft dick.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Perfect fit,"</span>he mused,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"you'll love how hard you get."</span>He pulled his hand away and brought up the bottle of lubricant, squirting some of the clear, silky liquid into his hand and rubbing it over his engorged cock. He was feeling pent up and eager to finish; he knew Magnus would be returning to spoil Ever soon enough, and he would be angry if Klaus was so too deeply entrenched in a torture session. Klaus had been willing to play before, but play time was over. Ever had seen to that. Now it was time for Klaus to collect the fucking he was owed.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Oh! I almost forgot. How could I be so careless?"</span>Klaus tossed the bottle of lubricant to the side, and once more slipped off the bed. He bent down to loosen the tension on the chains pulling Ever's legs apart, though he did not remove the cuffs. This would at least give Klaus the opportunity to move Ever's legs how he saw fit without offering the human too much control of his own. Ever had proven he couldn't handle himself appropriately.<br/><br/>When Klaus returned, he snatched up the knife and held it up to Ever's beautiful throat, the silvery blade twinkling in the low light as the edge flirted with Ever's flesh.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"I could snap your neck, if I wanted to," </span>he said softly, using his free hand to lift up Ever's backside as he positioned himself in between the young man's firm ass cheeks, pressing.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999"> "I don't need a knife. I could plunge my fist into your chest cavity and tear out your heart. I could tear open your gut with my teeth and rip out all of your internal organs like a rabid animal if I craved it."</span>The tip of his cock was pushing against Ever's puckered hole, sleek and throbbing, though Ever's virgin entrance was unlubricated, unstretched, unfucked. It would be painful for him, most certainly, but Klaus didn't care at all about Ever's satisfaction.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999"><br/>
"There is only one rule while you're our treasured guest, Ever,"</span>Klaus whispered, grunting as he shoved himself forward, piercing Ever's pristine orifice and pushing past that first tightly clenched ring of muscle.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Don't fuck with me." </span>