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The wanderer threw his magnet down, repelling the hunter away from him before stumbling as his back hit the wall behind him. He groaned, rubbing his head as he realized he’d misjudged the distance between himself and the rough surface of the wax shop within China town's streets. Wanderer squirmed immediately when he felt Conviction's wax gun press against his throat, hoisting him up and pinning him against the wall.
“Aw~ Look at you, did you misjudge your magnet little vampire?” The wax covered man taunted him as he pressed his face close admiring the vampire’s squirming and his bright red eyes. “How adorably pathetic.” he spat, grabbing Wanderer’s chin in his hand and pressing him even further against the wall.
“Fuck you, you two timing wax coated bastard.” The red eyed man fired back trying to bite down on the hand that held him aloft. Conviction just chuckled watching the others pitiful attempt to try and free himself. Adjusting his grip slightly so that his fingers were nowhere near the survivors mouth he leaned in closely before pressing a kiss to the others neck and grinning as he felt him still.
“Ah ah ah~ Come on now we don’t use that type of language here Wanderer.” He continued to taunt as he pulled back and watched the others face warp into one of disgust and pure hatred, his red eyes growing darker as he was held tight. When the other leaned close to him again, Conviction's face came within a few inches of the other's face. “Besides I think it's time we have a little fun. Don’t you think, little vamp?”
Wanderer’s eyes widened before he kicked his legs, hands grabbing at the other’s hand as he writhed in Conviction’s hand.
“Let me go, you fucking half baked attempt at a sculpture-” He cursed the other out before he was abruptly cut off when a leather wrapped finger was pressed hard onto his tongue. He gagged, trying to pull his head away but Conviction held fast, tightening his grip on the squirming vampire.
“What did I just say about your language, Vamp.” Conviction said firmly as he adjusted his grip to press his pointer and middle finger into the other's mouth watching with a sickening grin as the vampire tried to bite down on his fingers before gagging and choking on the leather covered digits. “Theres a good bloodsucker. Good to know creatures like you can listen, hmm?”
Wanderer continued to squirm in the other's grip trying desperately to pull the fingers from his mouth. Everytime he managed to get the leather coated digits free from his mouth, even just a little bit, Conviction pushed them back in just as far as they had been originally. He sputtered and gagged as he was forced to suck on and take the fingers as deep as the hunter wanted him to.
“Look at you~ So well behaved taking my fingers so well~ Makes me wonder what else of mine your body will so perfectly take” the wax coated man murmured pressing another kiss to the side of the vampire's face before licking down to his neck. “Maybe I’ll show you what it feels like to get bitten, considering you enjoy doing it to others why not allow me to return the favour~” he stated before biting down on the vampire’s neck and watching as the other let out a choked cry, the vampire’s blood falling down his throat and trickling into the others mouth.
“Mmmm I see why you enjoy it so much, Vamp. It is quite enjoyable.” He murmured as he pulled back from the Wanderer’s neck, licking his lips as he swallowed down the blood that decorated his burned lips. “Makes me wonder what else about you will taste just as wonderful. Your flesh perhaps? Maybe something a little more intimate?”
Wanderer squirmed tears beginning to form in his blackened red eyes as he continued to choke on Conviction’s fingers, unable to breath properly. His eyes closed in fear when he watched Conviction move to look back up at him. The hunter's jaws still dripping and slightly stained with the vampire's blood. The tears that had begun to well in his eyes slowly started running down his face much to the others delight.
“Aw little vamp, don’t tell me you're crying? Oh it's so pathetic, it's cute, seeing you like this just sets something within me on fire. You should cry more often, pet, you look so much better like this. Tears rolling down your face and choking so beautifully on my fingers.” Conviction near purred as the sight of the vampire's tears went right to his groin and his face heating up. “I ought to keep you just like this forever.”
Wanderer let out a choked sob as Conviction quickly pressed another kiss to his throat, dragging his tongue up it and tasting the blood that still dripped from the vampire's throat. Conviction shuddered in pleasure watching as the other sobbed and fought against his grip, enjoying every second of the others displeasure and anguish. He bit down upon the other's throat and liked the wound clean before trailing kisses down the man's neck.
Pulling back he lowered the other to the floor as he sat down placing the other on his lap. He grinned widely as he held Wanderer still and switched his wax to hot and allowed it to slowly drip onto the vampire's neck and face enjoying the small cries the warm substance brought from the vampire. He smiled, watching keenly as the vampire sobbed and shuddered from the heat of the wax.
Wanderer bit down on the other, trying to sink his teeth into the leather wrapped fingers in an attempt to free himself from the Convictions' grasp. A chuckle was drawn from the wax coated man's throat as the vampire tried to sink its fangs into the flesh below the leather gloves. Conviction watched with baited breath as the vampire tried to free himself over and over without success.
“Oh come now little Vampire we both know your fangs aren’t quite long enough to pierce through the leather wrapping my hands. But since you seem so intent on disobeying me and misbehaving I see no reason other than to punish you.” He said firmly as he pressed his fingers harder against the vampire’s tongue quickly causing Wanderer to choke more, saliva beginning to spill from the sides of his mouth as it effortlessly coated the leather fingers of the Conviction. He pressed the other to the floor quickly as he removed his fingers from the vampire's mouth and ripped into the other's pants greedily.
He grinned widely as he pressed his spit soaked fingers against the rim of Wanderers muscle before forcefully pushing a finger into it. He pistoned his finger in and out of the vampire without caution not caring or bothering to let the other adjust to the feeling as he ruthlessly fucked Wanderer on his finger and hands milking as many noises as he could from the unwilling vampire.
“There we go now that's what I wanted~” He sneered, pushing in a second finger without warning and watching as Wanderer gasped in pain, hands baling into fists below him, tears streaming down his face as he was subjected to the brutal and unwanted action from the hunter. “Come on now Wanderer don’t get so soft on me now, what happened to your fiery spirit?~”
Conviction pushed his fingers in further, forcing the vampire to take him up to the knuckle before pulling his fingers out and slamming them back in rapidly, not giving the survivor even the slightest chance to recover or adjust to the sensations.
“L-let me go-” he choked out voice hoarse and croaking as tears continued to fall from his red eyes. His slightly clawed hands digging into the ground uselessly as he tried to pull himself away from the wax artist.
“Now why would I do that? You’re so perfect beneath me” Conviction hissed grabbing Wanderer by the hair and pulling him closer to the hunter. He was quick to undo his pants and finally take his prize as he notched the tip of his length against the other’s abused rim before pushing himself into the hilt in one thorough push, ignoring Wanderer’s cries of pain from the action.
“Fuck you feel so good. So perfect as though you were molded just for me” He taunted him, he stayed still allowing himself to adjust to the feeling of being inside of Wanderer before he began moving, pulling out till just the tip remained before slamming his hips back into him hard.
“That’s it, taking me so well.” he groaned, grasping the back of Wanderer’s neck as he forced his chest to the stone floor. “Keep this up and I might let you off free.” he laughed, picking up his wax gun in his free hand and pressing the nozzle to the vampire’s skin. He watched in ecstasy as the other squirmed away from the hot touch of the wax and used this opportunity to slowly drag it down his arm before pulling him into a seated position.
“I think it would be quite entertaining to see your reaction to what this thing can do, don’t you think? I’ve found it rather useful at making small objects and molds, how about I show you~” He hissed into the vampire's ear as the hand holding him by the neck moved to hug his torso forcing the crying vampire to sit up and take Conviction further than he had before.
Conviction grinned carefully, switching the wax seating to cold before beginning to make the cast. He cautiously poured the wax onto Wanderer’s groin making sure that everything was covered properly before putting the gun off to the side and forcefully removing the wax mold of the vampire’s length.
“Hmmm perfect~ Now you can feel just how good it would be to fuck yourself” He purred into the vamp’s ear before bitting down on it as he fully removed himself before slotting the cast deep into the wanderers heat until it was flush with his cheeks. His grin only widened at the cry of discomfort the wanderer let out, tears seemed to never end as he was forced to sit there on a wax cast of his own length, being forced to endure the unrequired punishment.
Conviction smirked, cupping the wanderer’s face as he dragged his tongue down his cheeks drinking in the salty trails that were left by the tears that had fallen down the man's face. He enjoyed watching the other cry, enjoyed bringing him into despair when the vampire acted like he was so much better than him and that nothing could ever affect him.
“For someone who deems himself so high and mighty, you sure do cry like a cheap whore when you're like this.” Conviction stated pulling Wanderer’s head back to look at him. “Oh but a whore could never look this good. So thats where you’re a step above those cheap toys, you look absolutely stunning like this~ Speared on a cast of your own cock and crying for me like a broken record~ God I could finish at the sight alone, but alas as much fun as it is watching you fuck yourself its so much more fun to do it myself.” He hissed out pushing Wanderer back against the floor and pulling his hips up into the air.
“I’m sure you can fit both can’t you? Shouldn’t be too hard for a man of your… particular talents after all.” He thought before shifting the cast out of the way and forcing himself in along with it. “God it feels even better like this you’re so fucking tight.” He hissed, grabbing the base of the wax cast and looking at it, taking his wax gun he turned it to hot before pulling back enough to glue the cast to himself before ramming them both back home.
“There we go~ Now I get to fuck you as you fuck yourself! Isn’t that just great?” Conviction laughed ignoring wanderer’s rambling pleas and cries for him to stop. He moved slowly at first, soft languid strokes as he rocked himself into the survivor.
A faint padding of footsteps was heard before they stopped in front of the broken down wall of the wax studio in the center of Chinatown.
“What. the fuck-” Came Fredricks voice as he stared down at the two of them. The french man stared at them in disgust and stepped away when Wanderer reached out hope flashing in his darkened eyes.
“Fredri-ck help, please” Wanderer sobbed out clawed hands weakly reaching out to the composer for aid. His hands dug at the bricks below him trying to claw his way away from Conviction only to be pulled back with each thrust. Opening his mouth to plead with the other survivor to get held he gaged his tongue quickly being pressed down upon as the hunter pulled him to be flush against his hips.
“Pay us no mind Kreiburg. Just enjoying a little fun, aren’t we vampire?~” Conviction quickly dismissed Wanderer’s cries for help before smiling casually as he began to thrust harder into the survivor below him. “Now run along and finish your ciphers. Unless of course you’d like to join him? I’m sure I could whip up a special cast just for you to ride~” He grinned watching the red coated survivor's lips upturn in distaste.
“You are truly a foul beast Wax Artist. Truly a disgusting, vile thing. Fitting that the Prospector would end up under your hand.” He spat before turning on his heel and leaving the area. Wanderer’s gaze followed his ally, eyes brimming with new tears as he choked on his own sobs and Convictions fingers. He’d been left alone to suffer at the hands of this monster for his teammates' own selfish reasons.
“Aw~ Come now little vampire, don’t cry for them, cry for me. I’m the only one that deserves your tears. The only one that deserves to see you like this. You’re mine” Conviction hissed as he leaned over the other pressing his body against the others and taking great pleasure in watching the other struggle against every thrust and movement the hunter made within him.
“Relax, toy. You’ll feel better if you just relax. Let me help you” He murmured almost kindly into the survivor’s ear as he dragged his dripping wax gun down Wanderer’s front, the hot wax sticking and burning against the flesh of the survivor. Wanderer sobbed in the pain unable to scream as his mouth was finger fucked by Convictions gloved hand.
“Good boy~” he heard Conviction murmur in a patronizing tone before the hunter's pace picked up. “I’m getting close now, you're going to take every last drop and if I have my way it'll be sealed inside you for as long as I deem necessary.” he growled against the vampire's ear tongue flicking out to lap up the tears that drenched Wanderer’s face. Conviction kept thrusting relentlessly into the survivor before finally collapsing as he came inside the other.
“Mmmmm. You felt so good, toy so so good. We’ll have to do this again soon, after all I quite enjoyed myself.” He murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to the other's face before pulling out and not bothering to clean the other up as he left him laying on the floor of the wax shop. “See you again later toy~” He called out as the final cipher popped, gates were opened and the other survivors left, leaving Wanderer on the ground in a mess of hot wax, cum, tears and blood.