Once again, Ever couldn't seem to manage to simply keep his mouth shut and do as he was told. It was as if the young man was physically and mentally incapable of realizing the jeopardy his life was in at that very moment; either that, or he simply didn't care. Klaus would have preferred the latter, as it would have suggested a brazen quality about Ever, a quality which would have attracted Klaus greatly if it weren't for the rather annoying and frustrating way Ever continued to bicker with him.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"You must be ignorant to how identical twins work,"</span>Klaus grumbled, rolling his eyes in response to Ever's insults. The boy was trying to irritate him beyond all measure, that was painfully obvious, but what was more irksome was that he was succeeding. Klaus' patience was running extremely thin, likely to tear at any moment if Ever did not trail carefully.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"We may have the same genes, but we have two minds. My brother and I are different, in our ways. I wouldn't expect someone like you to understand the deep, rich connection that I possess with my twin. It is something that cannot be explained by mere words, and you have done nothing to merit me even attempting to convey the details of such a relationship. You've done absolutely nothing but behave like a spoilt child. You're <i>lucky</i> I'm even offering you the chance to receive a reward. It will be worth your while if you just fucking cooperate."</span><br/><br/>Klaus cared very little about the victory Ever had derisively tossed in his direction. It wasn't genuine, used merely as another boring act of defiance on Ever's part, and Klaus certainly didn't wish to encourage such exasperating behavior. Finally, however, it seemed as if the beautiful youth was ready to cooperate, now that he was chained up and Klaus had settled comfortably in between Ever's long and muscular dancer's legs. Klaus watched with a satisfied grin on his face as Ever closed his eyes and plunged his hand into the box, rummaging around for a moment to pick, what Klaus thought, would be the marble to set the course for the rest of their playtime together. If Ever could just continue on like this, obeying when he was expected to obey, listening like a good boy, perhaps Klaus would be gentler with him. Magnus so very much liked this human (for reasons Klaus<i>still </i>could not surmise other than his staggering beauty), and Klaus wanted to keep Magnus happy. Always.<br/><br/>Klaus' desire to cater to his brother's instructions to "play nice" with Ever disintegrated the moment Ever pulled his hand out of the box, grasping a very large handful of the small glass marbles. Klaus couldn't immediately discern just how many Ever had grabbed, but they were overwhelmingly black. He could see, however, that Ever had managed to find the only three white marbles in left in the box.<br/><br/>Ever's comments confused Klaus initially until the vampire saw him wrench his arm back and bitterly throw the handful of marbles across the room. The blonde man's face contorted into a twisted, furious scowl as the sound of sharply clinking glass assaulted his ears. The marbles bounced everywhere, eventually rolling to various corners of the playroom when they had lost their momentum. Klaus turned his hateful gaze back onto Ever, his eyes wide and his teeth bared like an angry dog preparing to bite.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Du dumme, schreckliche, kindliche kleine Fotze!" </span>Klaus hissed. He swiftly brought the very old wooden box above his head and threw it in the direction Ever had tossed the marbles, not seeming to care when the box broke against the floor and splintered into bits of wood. The remaining marbles bounced out and rolled somewhere along the floor, but Klaus didn't care about those now. All he cared about was punishing the little monster whose favorite pastime seemed to be making him look like a fool.<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div><br/>The smack Klaus gifted Ever across his milky cheek filled the air of the playroom thickly, sharply, leaving Klaus heaving with fury.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"I'm tired of your games, <i>kleiner Junge</i>,"</span>Klaus spat, smacking Ever again with the back of his hand.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"If you don't want to cooperate, then we're going to do this my way. Remember, I offer you a chance and you spat upon it. You will learn your lesson, little boy."</span><br/><br/>Klaus threw Ever's legs off of him and returned to kneeling underneath the bed, this time returning with more cuffs attached to thick, heavy chains. Before Ever could react, Klaus attached a cuff to each of Ever's limbs, leaving the young man on his back with arms and legs spread. Klaus pulled the chains as much as he could to stretch Ever's limbs to their limits, not wanting the stupid boy to move around any more than what Klaus intended. The vampire returned to the weapons bureau, this time returning not with innocuous items like a box and bag, but a blade. The hilt was golden, encrusted with a variety of small jewels while the blade was long, curving and very sharp. It was extravagant, but one of Klaus' favorites.<br/><br/>The vampire set the blade down on the bed, right in between Ever's legs, an inch away from the young man's scrotum.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999"> "Careful,"</span>Klaus instructed, smiling as he began to strip. First the shirt, slowly undoing every single button and exposing the soft, attractive snowy glow of his flesh. Then the pants, gone just the same, articles of clothing toss aside until Klaus was nude. His cock was soft, but he didn't plan on it staying that way for long.<br/><br/>He slipped back onto the bed, smoothly and with purpose, resuming his position between Ever's legs. He picked up the knife, admired it for a moment.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"You'll become very familiar with this blade. It is my favorite to use on naughty children,"</span>Klaus purred flipping the blade in his hand so it was now pointed down at Ever's skin. Klaus leaned forward and pressed the blade to the inside of Ever's thigh, dragging it along the skin until scarlet began to seep. He repeated this process on the other leg, until two matching wet red lines boldly lined Ever's succulent flesh. Klaus ran his hand along the wounds, making his palm wet with Ever's blood.<br/><br/>Klaus began to masturbate, using Ever's blood as a kind of grotesque lubricant, his free hand keeping the blade close to Ever's genitals.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Mmmmm, your blood is so sweet Ever, did you know this?" </span>Klaus moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he stimulated himself, his cock growing stiff and thick with his manipulations.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"It smells, tastes, and feels absolutely divine. Why do you think that is, child?"</span>