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“Tell us the truth, boy,” Klaus added. “Be smart, now. My brother will be sweet to you if you’re honest.”</span></i><br/><br/>When the word,<i>sweet</i>, rolled off Klaus' lips, Ever's mind instantly recalled the moment he first heard it. Sometime after inviting Magnus and Klaus Augustin into his home, before everything turned violent, Klaus uttered the same word only in a different context. It was the statement that Klaus had uttered into existence just before trying to jam his cock down his throat, and Ever sank his teeth into it. No greater wound could have been dealt, either to Klaus' cock or to his inflated, arrogance-filled ego.<br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">"Magnus is being quite sweet to you right now," Klaus said, his voice a deep rumble as he looked down to see his beloved brother continue to wet Ever's cock with his talented tongue. "I think you should be sweet to me. I recommend that you don't disappoint me."</span><br/>
</i><br/>Ever could still hear the sound of Klaus' outraged, pained scream of pain echoing in his ears. Strangely enough, Ever was more terrified at the current moment than he had been when he discovered his captors dark intentions back at his duplex. He'd not only seen the friendly warmth bleed rapidly from Klaus' blue eyes once, but twice. The happy feelings and good vibrations quickly replaced with a sense of utter rage.<br/><br/>When Klaus became unhinged, his tantrum was immediately followed by loud cursing in the vampire's native German. Even though Ever couldn't understand a word of it, he was able to guess that Klaus was cursing at him judging from the taut staccato tone of voice. His words sounded strangely melodic. Sugary but toxic, sort of like offering him chocolate cake sprinkled with deadly poison. Then an explosion of physical violence was usually directed at him.<br/><br/>But Magnus was a totally different animal entirely.<br/><br/>It was apparent to Ever that he relied on brains not brawn, and that was his strength. While he hadn't been as physically violent towards him, there was something foreboding lurking behind Magnus' angelic countenance and saccharine words. Without question, Magnus was capable of indescribable brutality and was just as lethal as his twin, he just went about it in a different way. Ever didn't trust either of them, as he sat on the edge of the bed trying to formulate his own understanding of what actually happened in the room.<br/><br/>Before she departed, Britta at least tried her best not to throw Ever under the wheels of the bus. She told Klaus and Magnus that the alarm started blaring on its own, and she was standing there and he was sitting where he was. In a way it was true, but it also wasn't. The time shift made their servant feel strangely, as if she missed an entire sequence of events without any idea how it happened. Ever was also a little worse for the wear. As the perpetrator of the time shift, came unwanted side effects.<br/><br/>His unchanneled and untrained ability to alter time and craft it, required an immense amount of mental and metaphysical energy to harness and direct it, and Ever had a throbbing headache and felt exhausted. Even though he managed to get a few hours of sleep, he appeared just as tired as the pair of vampires that suddenly appeared in the downstairs room demanding an explanation from him.<br/><br/>Well maybe not exactly like Klaus and Magnus. Ever was tired but still attractive, despite his human flesh protectively shrouded by the sheet from the bed. Ever was eerily quiet during their arrival, and as two sets of eyes bored holes into their prized catch. Their servant quickly from the room, after being dismissed. She looked so relieved to be sent away, and Ever had done his best to warn her of the consequences of her employer's sins. Clearly she accepted her role as an accessory to a crime without a second thought.<br/><br/>His gaze had been lowered to the objects on the breakfast tray, but lifted as Magnus turned the interrogation upon him.<br/><br/>Without a doubt, the Augustin brothers expected him to lie as an act of self-preservation and Ever sensed it. If he lied, he would be punished twice--firstly for lying and secondly for trying to escape the room  in which he was confined. If Ever told the truth about the events that had transpired during their absence then what?<i>How was he going to explain how he managed to touch the keypad without Britta screaming her bloody head off for help?</i><br/><br/><b>"I'm not a magician. I have no tricks, Magnus. The alarm went off because I touched it. " </b>he said, wrapping the sheet around him in a taut hug of fabric.<br/><b><br/>
"That's the answer to your burning question. How it happened? I don't really know. I don't have an explanation for how I was able to do it. That's the truth. I don't know."</b>Ever said.<br/><br/>Everest Kasala didn't know what else to tell them, unless Klaus and Magnus wanted the play-by-play version. Or the frame-by-frame version<i> he saw happen.</i>His narration would probably very boring to listen to and Ever was absolutely certain that the twins would much rather return to their warm, happy slumber. He could have told them a blatant lie, but Klaus asked for honesty, and honesty was what he had given them. All wrapped and tied up with a pretty bow.