Dustin struggled weakly against the vampires hold. Trying to pull free to crawl away. It wasnâ€™t working and each time he got jerked back to sitting straight up. He shuddered and let out a sound of fear when his cheek was licked. He really just wanted Jackson to stop touching and doing things to him. His head hanging and most of the long strands falling over his shoulders and pooling in his lap. He let out sounds of pain. His whole body hurt. Tears trailing down his cheeks. He heard the scream from the corner. â€œWhat...â€ he said. Not sure what just happened. Had the blade killed again. His features paled. Yes. They had. They had to have. He groaned and tried to pull free. He screamed out in pain as the grip on him tightened on all ready formed bruises. Darker bruises forming in those places. Whimpering afterwards as he shook from fear. What? They were going to make him be fed from? Again? He shook a bit as his cuts still slowly bled. He felt so out of it. He felt so weak. A lot of what was being said didnâ€™t register. Some of it was stored away for later. Such as Rykarâ€™s protesting to drinking from him. He trembled as he squirmed a bit. His back rubbing against Jacksonâ€™s form. His hair flying around slightly but the movements soon stopped. He was slumping a bit. â€œNo...let me go...please...â€ He said in a tired and terrified voice.<br/><br/>Hiyo looked at Demeon and indicated his blade. He tightened his hold on Rykar to make up for the loosened hold of the other demon. Demeon followed orders and stabbed Rykar in the shoulder then the side of his chest. Putting the dagger away after making some cuts on Rykar. â€œDone boss.â€ Hiyo said as Demeon tightened his hold again.