Of Infidelity and Betrayal

Kyndal bid his son goodbye as he walked out the door, Toni trailing behind. Cove was off to tell Leon he was pregnant and had hoped bringing Toni would soften the blow since Leon liked the small boy. Rhett was still out wherever he'd gone after learning Cove was pregnant.
Kyndal glanced up at Trever from his spot on the kitchen counter, watching the man jab the needle through his skin.
"So." He spoke up, stretching out on the countertop, smirking lightly to himself. If Trever had thought Kyndal was flirting earlier he was in for a surprise. He moved over, resting his head on Trever's shoulder, his arm snaking around the man's waist. "May I be 'all over you,'" He quoted, "Since your precious husband's gone?" He smirked.

"You want it really bad dont you?" He raised a brow down at the small boy, shaking his head as tried to force his arousal down.
"Look, your my brothers boy, and I have a husband. Lets not push this..."
But he couldnt deny that he wanted it...

"Not push what?" Kyndal asked "innocently," as his fingertips trailed down one of Trever's biceps. Being turned down, it killed him.. "I'm not sure what you mean?" A sly smirk spread across his delicate features.

"Kyndal." Trever snapped irritably, his member hardening even as he tried to defy it. "I have a husband! I want you." He sneered, but his hard on left no room for lies.

"That's not what your dick is telling me." Kyndal refrained from laughing. Yes, he still had the ability to fuck anything he wanted. He hadn't really been planning on going through but Trever did look... rather attractive like that.

"Shut up Kyndal." He growled as if someone had ruffled his feathers. "Im telling you this isnt...." But he did want it, he couldnt help but want this. He wanted to let Kyndal convince him to do this.
He wanted this.

"What's the matter, Trever?" Kyndal batted his eyelashes. "Do I make you hot?" He whispered in the man's ear. He was not going to take no for an answer...

Trever finally just gave in, taking Kyndal roughly by the upper arm and snatching him into his bedroom, throwing him onto the bed, he left his body cover that of Kyndals.
He immediately grabbed a small pocket knife on his bed side table, taking the blade in hand he pressed it to Kyndal's throat.
"This what you want? Me too fulfill your little masochistic needs?"

Kyndal groaned, glancing between the blade of the knife and Trever's eyes. That was fucking hot.
"That's exactly what I want." He hissed, a grin spreading across his face.
He'd desired Trever even before he'd known Rhett. The name Trever Murdock was well known. It struck fear into many but Kyndal had always thought of that name as a celebrity. He knew someone that sadistic was the only one who could take him to a new level of pleasure...

Trever pressed the blade hard into Kyndal's flesh, his lips twisting into a grin as he slid the blade across the boys chest, admiring the ruby liquid that immediately seeped out of the new wound.
"I bet your just loving this, you little freak." He spat into the boys face, bowing his head to let his tongue run over the bleeding cut, one hand on the bots hip, and the other tracing Kyndal's abdomen with the blade.
He entangled one hand in Kyndal's hair, yanking him up forcefully.
"Undress, now." He snapped, letting his hands roam the boys body. His eyes never leaving the split skin.

Kyndal obeyed without question, his clothes quickly shed across the room. His pants were getting far too tight anyway. He palmed his crotch eagerly, looking up at the other man. He moaned, his cock twitching as the cut stung.

Trever handed the knife over to Kyndal while he undressed himself quickly. He then dropped to his knees, forcing Kyndal back until he was seated on the bed. He pushed the boys legs apart, and went in as if he were going to lick his member...
But no, sharp teeth only came down on the boys inner thihg, the mans tongue prodding the already swelling flash inside his mouth.

Kyndal groaned loudly in pleasure, running his thumb over the knife in his hand. He took it and dug it nice and deep into Trever's back, making a long cut down the man's flesh. He wouldn't only pleasure himself.

Trever bit down harder, his member over flowing with precum a he felt the blade digging into his skin.
Why couldnt Toni do all this?
He let do of the boys flesh, grinning at the imprint of his teeth.
"Tell me Kyndal." He resisted a groan of pained bliss. "What do you want?"

Kyndal leaned in closer to Trever, taking the man's bottom lip in between his teeth.
"I want you to do your worst. Do anything you want to me." He smirked, an excited glint in his eyes.

"You asked for it kid." Trever stood up, one powerful hand grasping Kyndal by the throat, hoisting him up in one fluid motion as he walked them to his "special" room.
This would be grand.

Kyndal was nearly shaking with his anticipation. He'd heard of things Trever had done and while it traumatized most, Kyndal couldn't be more excited.

Trever leaned against his sterile counter, his eyes sweeping he room. He had a little bit of everything in there. He had hooks, he had knifes, chains, cuffs. He had gags and serums and machines and larger weapons. He had whips up on the walls where most of his hooks hang around. There was nothing that involved pain he didnt have. He even kept some Mozart just to make it that much worse on people.
"Pick your poison, boy."

"First, one thing. No knives down there." He spoke firmly yet you could tell he was pleading. After he spoke, he smirked lightly. "Now cuff me." He winked as he wet his lips.

Trever considered doing what he asked not to just because he had told him not too, thinking he could demand things from Trever, what a joke.
Still though.
He decided he wasnt going to bother, he went for a heavy pair of hand cuff, grabbing two and cuffing Kyndal's hands above his head.
He then looked back at him, his fingers tracing the boys form.
"Now what can I do with you..."

Kyndal knew it was probably stupid of him to ask Trever not to do something, but the man was usually somewhat kind to him...
"Anything... I'm yours." He glanced around the room with excited eyes.

Trever hummed to himself cheerfully as he examined him specimen, one of his happier smiles on his face.
"Okay then, how about...." He grabbed up a syringe, the needle long and think, with a bight pink liquid inside it. He pressed the tip of the needle to Kyndal's neck, getting an intense pleasure as he slid it further inside the boy.

Kyndal hissed softly as it was slid into him.
"What's it do?" He hummed, glancing at the liquid.

Trever simply winked at him.
"You'll find out soon enough."
The liquid was a sex serum, designed to heighten the senses and make the person physically ill until they were in the passion of love making. Taking this without sex, could indeed kill or alter the mind. He pulled the needle back slowly, his groin twitching as it came out and the small hole bleed the tiniest bit.

Kyndal wasn't sure whether he should be worried or excited. He waited for a few minutes until the serum set in. His body broke out in cold sweats. He groaned, writhing around on the table, cursing softly, his cock twitching though. His entire body burned. And it was amazing.
"What'd you do to me?" He asked, his voice sounding gargled even to himself.