2-329/Gio- 1051

Two let out a soft growl before turning away, jerking from the others nuzzle against his cheek. Pale cheeks pinked slightly as he felt the other pushing against him- taking this chance to move his lower half away slightly, his own tail lashing rather violently against the bedding.

For the first time, 1015 reacted violently. The only warning Two got was a vague smirk, before a clawed hand lashed out against his cheek, splitting open the delicate flesh, blood splattering the sheets lightly. He then leaned down once more, pinning the beast between the bed and him, licking at the freshly torn skin roughly, enjoying the taste of blood, his tail twitching like a pleased cat.

Two was silent, the only reaction he had to the violent strike was his head shifting on the pillow- injured side up. Blood pooled out thickly- dark red as it flowed from the wound down his cheek, instantly staining the pillow his head was rested on. Those void eyes closed for a moment before opening once more, no indication that he was looking up at 1015. "... If you want.. to break me... You'll have to do more then a slap.." He whispered, the skin on his cheek slowly melding back together. His tail twitched slightly as he pulled on his shackled hands, his tail slowly slipping up and curling around 1015's.

1015 paused, his tail twitching against the others. He wasn't puzzled or confused, he was merely taking time off to clean his claws. He shifted easily and freely, able to change select parts of his body and did so smoothly, so bodily features like talons and fur came and went like water flowing on and off his skin. His crimson eyes wandered back to Two, as if he forgot he was there and realized him again and he smiled. "Ah- yes, where was I?" He flipped him over once more, exposing the other's rump to him and pushed himself in to the hilt quickly and suddenly without teasing this time around.

Two had grown nervous with the long pause, the silence made his ears twitch slightly- until he gasped at being flipped over, the metal of the cuffs around his wrists biting into the pale skin. He didn't have time to retort before he felt 1015 shove into him dryly. He bit his lower lip to stifle a loud cry and shoved his face down into the bed, his tail acting like a whip, lashing out to what ever it could hit. After a moment he lifted his head and let out a low growl, pulling his hips forward, away from 1015's erection.

1015 grinned and put more weight onto Two's back, straining his crossed arms further. He nuzzled his shoulder, feeling those tendons stretch, as the uncomfortable, downward force pulled them away his sockets. He had heard that muffled scream- it had sent a shiver of excitement down in his belly which made him grow harder. He raised an arm to shield himself from the flailing tail, only leaning back a little, keeping himself firmly in the other man, before he ran out of patience and simply grabbed the tail, bringing it to his mouth which was full of long fangs at the moment before sinking them into the delicate flesh.

Two lifted his head up so that his chin rested on the bed, black eyes closing slightly as he felt those teeth sink into his tail... then.. he let out a scream that was laced with pure pleasure- a moan like ring to it. Was Two into pain? He seemed to enjoy the hell out of 1015's teeth in his tail. This made him lift his hips up and press them back onto Gio, a long whimper escaping him.

1015's gaze flicked up with amusement, his tail twitching. He arched against the other, pressing his thin hips back. Curious, he opened his jaw, pulling his teeth from his flesh and moved onto to a new spot; his shoulders. He always liked shoulders. Lots of bones to crunch and nom. He licked him, his tongue tracing him from the bottom of his scapula to the socket-joint before he shifted his form a little, just his head, clamping his now vise-like jaws upon the delicate bones, growling lowly in pleasure as bones were crushed, crunching under his powerful teeth, flesh tearing open with it.

Two cried out once more as he felt hot blood bubble out of the wound, bones crunching and snapping. He turned his head and looked at that massive wound, strips of skin hanging out of where he saw Gio's teeth sink in. He would've came just then- but he held off.. he wanted more. He arched his back slightly, pressing it onto 1015's front. His own mouth opening wide- the flesh at the corners stretching and fangs showing as drool dribbled out onto the bed and down his chin- he didn't understand what type of display it was but he was pretty sure that 1015 was trying to show who ran the show... and if the other caused this much blissful pain where was he to argue.

1015's ears flicked forward and laughter bubbled from his throat. This was more fun. He was going to torture him via orgasm denial but...He grinned, baring his fangs. He was entertained. He'll let him lose for today. Next time his proper training will start. He pulled away from the ruined shoulder, blood mixing with his saliva, creating strands that clung from his mouth to the torn flesh, exhaling a hot breath. He licked his bloody lips, now back in humanoid form. What to do next? His gaze returned to that shoulder. His claws tightened on the other's hips, leaning on his back once more, his eyes fixed on the exposed bone. Casually, he reached forward with a claw, and began almost surgically severing the remaining flesh that held that arm to the shoulder.

Two watched that smile and couldn't help moan softly, looking ahead as he felt that shoulder start to throb and ache- muscles leaking together, trying to reform. He let out a loud hiss as he felt 1015's claw keeping the skin from doing such, that claw scratching and cutting, scratching into the blood covered bone. He shifted his shoulders some, the wounded one popping loud. He screamed and shoved his face down into the bed, biting it- teeth digging into the helpless fabric. He pulled up his head hard, fabric hanging from his mouth, his tail snaking up and curling around Gio's arm, hugging it tightly.

What a curious creature, he thought smiling broadly, wiping his mouth, smearing blood all over his skin. He was fully aroused now, finding himself pushing in and out into the creature, despite the fact that their activities really had nothing to do with 'sex'. His black claws gripped the exposed wound, which was shaven down to mere bone and connective tissue, his fingers preventing the flesh from reconstructing itself. His grip tightened and the bone began to crack under his fingers before he tugged down, away from the joint, fully ripping off his arm. His other claws dug into Two's thin ribs, many digits of his finger buried in his flesh in excitement.

Hips were almost mindlessly shifting forward and pressing back slowly as Two watched- Watched as the skin strained and popped, the bone cracking and splintering off as it was ripped away. Muscles tensed and muscles shifted under the flesh of his back. The loss of an arm, nor the blood that gurgled out was not a trigger that would make Two scream out in pain- Two had no sense of pain... rather it was replaced with the overwhelming sense of lust and need. A louder moan escaped from those lips as he leaned into those fingers digging into his side- wanting them to press past the bones of his ribcage, wanting them to stab his lung- make it hard for him to breath. Black eyes closed for a moment before opening and looking back up at 1015's expression, growling lustfully.

1015 shifted forms, finding the damage he could possibly down amplified in his feral form. Large powerful jaws clamp down on his ribs where his claws were previously buried in. He bit down, satisfied with the loud, initial crunch followed back the sick sound of crackling as his teeth continued their path of destruction. Blood, rich with oxygen from Two's lungs bubbled up, squishing slightly as he continued until the points of his fangs touched together, crushing a lung completely and collapsing his chest. His tail flicked back and forth like an animal that just brought down its prey as he pulled away, blood flowing and pouring onto the sheets; for, he never swallowed or ate in this form. He was a little irked by the numbness in his gums but enjoyed the buzzing sensation.

Two cried out and tensed as he felt 1015 bite down into his side, flinching as black, thick blood started to well out of his mouth and onto the bed- he wanted to lash out at the creature that towered over him, bite the other's throat and try to dominate. He shifted some, pulling his hips forward and trying to pull 1015 out of him, he coughed and hacked loudly, spitting up hunks of torn flesh and bone that had slipped into his collapsed lung- his only arm pulling at the shackle. His face, mouth mostly, reformed into some kind of beastly maw, jaws opening and fangs jutting out slightly- like a dog with seriously messed up canines. He snarled, wheezing loudly.

1015 looked up at the snarl, his ears flicked forward slightly against his black horns, his red eyes suddenly extremely cold. He snarled back, the sound ridiculously loud and explosive despite the little effort he put into it. He leaned forward once more, grazing his fangs along the ruined side of his chest, snapping here and there, shards of bone scattered all over his muzzle along with pieces of tissue, in the process pushing himself further in even more. He licked Two's face, smearing blood all over his face before gently nipping at his neck.

Face slowly moved to rest against the bed, his tail curling up and around 1015's leg, having been kicked down a notch by that loud snarl. His ears pressed against his skull as hips shifted apart more, feet digging weakly into the bed. Already a new arm tried to start forming, flesh growing and muscles twisting together- but he knew it was useless, 1015 might just get the urge to tear that one off. Eyes closed some as he felt that slick, blood covered tongue move against his cheek- a soft whimper escaping him once more, which sounded more like a raspy growl.

He abruptly shifted back in the middle of licking, so his weight demolished for the most part, easing the strain on the chained person beneath him. He reached up with a blood hand, caressing the tender flesh where the metal bit in, smiling before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Was that a whimper I heard?" He whispered into those flattened ears with a bloody grin. "Would you like me to stop?" His other hand trailed down between the other's legs, stroking his length, wondering if it would cause him pain, if causing pain made him feel lust...

Teeth stained black parted as Two shifted his body, fingers twitching and digging into the bed as he felt the other's fingers run along the burning skin. "I.." He gurgled out a mouth full off ink black blood- his body still protesting against the busted lung that slowly tried to reform itself. Eyes went wide as he felt the 1015 touch him, that lower lip of his pulled up between his blackened lower lip, hissing. It was reversed here- pain shot through his body, causing him to cry out and shove his face into the moist bed below him, black squishing up through the fabric.

There was a beat after the display of agony from Two. 1015 sat there for a moment with a surprised look on his face that his hypothesis, was indeed, correct. A grin spread over his face, baring fangs in a leer. He pulled out and away from him, kissing his ruined belly before wrapping his lips around the others member, sucking hard and caressing him at the same time. The sudden cry from the beastie made him want to hear more and to see him writhe in delicious pain. He nipped at him here and there, his red slitted eyes on Two the whole time, as if he were an eager child, not wanting to miss any second of a favorite show.

Eyes went wide as Two arched himself off the bed slightly, pulling his hips down in an attempt to get 1015's mouth off of him. He gritted his blood covered teeth before screaming- it was loud, laced with pain and followed by blood bubbling up. Two panted harder as he looked down into those ... eyes that started at him. A leg lifted and a foot was pressed onto 1015's shoulder, shoving back hard, white claws digging into 1015's flesh. He hated how everything in him was mixed up, a stew of parts and nerves that were all but screwed up- an attempted to make the prefect creature, both male and female had failed and turned into failure 2-329. He cracked and started screaming out, feet kicking anywhere- his only arm pulling at the shackle that held it- straining the chain. He wanted to kill, maul, destroy anything to make him feel like he was meant to belong in this world.

1015 merely turned his head away from the clawed feet, closing his eyes slowly as if he were going to sigh as his cheek, shoulders and chest were torn open in quick succession. He lashed out, grabbing both of his feet forcing him to stop, and licked the blood off his cheek with a little laugh. "I like you, two-three, twenty-nine." He chuckled again. "I really do." He moved onto the bed once more to enter him once more, pushing his way in roughly. He wriggled a little before pushing at that spot within him while kissing his chest and neck.

Two started to shake his head quickly, back and forth, eyes closed tight and teeth clinched. "SHUT UP." He managed to choke out before a sob escaped from him, ears back and eyes opened wide- looking like some kind of kicked dog. "Get ou-!!" He arched his hips up and screamed once more, sobbing hard- tears mixing with the blood on his chin. "Hurt m- me.. p-please.. jus.. my.." He calmed for a moment as 1015's thrusts got harder, more solid. Eyes looked down at the top of 1015's head, those horns, that black hair that brushed along his skin as it was kissed- all of this caused him pain. "St..op.." He choked out in a whisper, still looking at 1015. " 'Body.. likes.. m-..!!" He gritted his teeth once more, shaking as he released himself between 1015 and his lower belly.

1015 laughed softly. There was no scorn in his voice nor pity. Just a little chuckle as he came to understand Two a bit more. He reached up and covered the others eyes, forcing him to calm down a little. He eased up to his ear, whispering into it softly. "So you're afraid of being loved?" He asked, his voice almost...careful, as if Two was a fragile being that he didn't want to break completely...yet. Several heart beats of silenced past by. "Be good, and he'll fix you." He grinned and released him. "I'll fix you too. Okay?" His swings in personality were...a bit odd- they weren't like mult-personality disorder; they just changed to match the situation. It was the way he was made.

1015 could feel Two close his eyes, wet tears soaking that hand over his face. He tensed slightly and whimpered as the other whispered into his twitching ear. He felt the other's hand pull away from his face and eyes followed the other as he was released, twitching his tail slightly. "H.. he..?" He whispered softly, tilting his head- he was drained, and looked it. Black eyes closed slightly as he brought his released wrist up to his lips and licked at the cut flesh.