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ANNOUNCEMENT 002

[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you will hear the loud screeching of a microphone through the speakers before it dies down. Not long after, a familiar husky voice blares through said speakers.

Although her tone is somewhat pleasant, she manages to keep her authoritative tone as well.]

Good afternoon. [There's a brief pause.] You've all been quite busy, haven't you? It's, hm...interesting to watch, to say the least. But do keep the property damage to a minimum, will you? It's awfully rude to smash people's property on arrival, don't you think?

[Despite that warning, she manages a soft (if a bit ominous) chuckle.]

That being said, I hope you're all well rested. A good rest means a good grade, after all~.

[There's another burst of feedback before the announcement comes to an end.]

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[Ivan's eyes widen dramatically at the sight of that whip.]

Whoa--w-wait! Wait, what are you planning to do with that?! [He quickly glances down at his own restrained body before back up at Pegasus with a pleading look.]

Y-you can't do that, you'll leave scars...!

Hmmm. Will I?~ So what if I did?

[What will you do about it, Ivan? The appropriate answer of course is nothing]

I still haven't heard an apology!

[Pegasus growled before he sent a lash across his chest roughly.]

You'll-- [Regret it, was what he wanted to say, but really, what could Ivan do right now or even later?]

I'm sorry! [Not for his actions, but for the consequences of them.]

[When the whip connects with his chest Ivan lets out a sharp cry of pain. He was more startled than in severe pain thanks to the thick material of his jacket.]

T-there was your apology!

[The first lashing was only a warning, but there would be more to come quite soon.]

Hn.

[Was his only response as he noted that it only caused Ivan to jump more than cause him pain, so he ripped open the jacket, buttons flying out into the dark space. His nails raked down over his military shirt beneath, peeling that open as well to reveal the skin of his chest.]

Not sincere enough.~ What are you sorry for? And what will you never do again?

Hey--! [Ivan yelps with offense as his buttons go flying off, ruining his fine coat. He feels a faint blush rise up on his cheeks as his chest is revealed, although it's more out of feeling vulnerable and embarrassed than anything else.]

[He looks back up when Pegasus questions him further. What was he supposed to say? He still didn't understand what this man's problem with him was!

All Ivan knew right now that his chest was heaving slightly with anxiety and adrenaline.]

For...hitting you. I won't lay my hands on you again, please, just let me go.

Good boy~ But I hope you're sorry for spitting on me. That wasn't very nice.

[The second strike would only land with half his strength instead of the full brunt of it, the red welt on his chest landing with a sting.]

I'm afraid I can't let you go. Now that you know my secret you're going to need to swear never to tell a soul or else I will imprison you here forever.

[He's deathly serious, the end of his whip pushing Ivan's chin up so that he could stare into his eyes.]

Yeah, yeah sure-- [Ivan quickly tries to spit the words out before it's too late, but he's not fast enough. The second strike of the whip ends in him letting out a sharp, this time very much pained yelp.]]

You--!! [Bastard is what he holds back behind clenched teeth, leering at Pegasus.]

It's not like anybody would believe me anyway. [Ivan certainly wouldn't have if anybody had told him about this. Still, he doesn't want to get hurt again and makes sure to elaborate.] But fine, okay, I won't tell a soul!

Ooo~oh. You look so handsome when you're in pain, Major.

[He laughed cruelly, tracing his hand up Ivan's bare skin and then leaning closer, drinking in his shock and his anger, along with his agony.]

Mmm, good. That's better.~ I should hope not.

[Pegasus purred silkily, smoothing his fingers down to each pert nipple slowly.]

You're lucky I don't do far worse. You could just become my soulless little slave. Your body would become my puppet, obeying my every whim.

[Ivan's mind reels with plenty of vicious and vulgar thoughts towards Pegasus and his words right now, but he says nothing in that regard. It could be argued, though, that the look in his eyes said it all.]

[That look is wiped right off his face though as Pegasus runs his hands over his nipples, causing the Major to shiver from the touch despite himself. Tch, what did he plan on doing? Pegasus was starting to remind him of Volgin, but not in a good way.]

Puppet...? [His eyes slowly start to widen, wondering whether or not that was a bluff. Considering the supernatural circumstances he was already in, Ivan didn't want to take the risk.]

So are you going to let me go or not? I apologized.

No, I'm having too much fun. Why would I do that?

[Pegasus smirked, leaning in to ghost his breath on the side of the other man's neck. He had him just where he wanted to. Control was absolute. And power was a great allure for him. The Eye's evil influences was contributing very much to his current behavior, making him do such terrible things without thought of the consequences.

He could have ripped the man's skin to shreds several times over with that whip of his but instead it wasn't his plan. Instead his nails moved up against his pectorals and thumbed those nipples still until he felt him squirm, smirking at the reaction. It wasn't just about the revenge anymore. Ivan would do well to be wary of how he was nearly devouring him with his gaze.]

Hmmm. I don't know. What should I do with you?

You said--Rhh... [Ivan turns his face away from Pegasus', saying nothing more as he breathed along his neck and thumbed his nipples. It was at that moment, when he squirmed uncomfortably at the touch, that Ivan came to a conclusion.

He turns his face again, making sure to meet Pegasus' eyes as he glowers at him.]

You know if you wanted my body you could have just asked. Or are you too good for asking?

I said what. I never agreed to letting you go. I simply agreed to not torturing you. And I am a man of my word.

[Pegasus' smile widened, lips belying the terrible intentions he possessed. He slyly slipped his hand up to cup beneath Ivan's chin, tilting his head back towards him to look him in the eyes.]

Hmm. I did not say I was "too good" to ask, my dear Ivan-boy. But rather that you simply don't deserve the kind of treatment I previously had in mind, after that little stunt you pulled.

I will do with you as I please.

... [True enough, but Ivan still didn't like it. As Pegasus forces his head back to look him in the eyes, Ivan shoots back with another steely leer. He doesn't say anything, still feeling rather lowly for having had to beg.]

[Ivan hated nothing more than this lack of control. It was humiliating! Embarrassing. It made him feel weak.]

And what would that me?

...Well, actually. I am willing to strike a bargain. Provided you agree to what it is I want.

[He had a few ideas as to how to level the playing field, from their previous encounters. Now it was time for him to act on them. He was a businessman after all. Bargains were something he stood to profit from.]

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm not sure where my hands might wander of their own accord...

Threats in the form of a bargain. How coy of you.

[Ivan pulls his lips into a tight line, studying Pegasus's face.]

So what is it?

Mmm, well. A man has to have his ways, doesn't he?~

[It's not easy to read someone like himself when he was the one who held all the cards, and thus no reason to expose his methods. However, there was more to it than that. Now he stared at him with an impish glint in his eye, lips curved into a smirk.]

I am a man who enjoys...a show, you might say. I should think you know what I mean.

[Oh yes. He's being rather terrible right now.]

Perhaps...I don't have to touch you so you may preserve yourself from me. If you do so yourself, that is.

[Ivan stared Pegasus down, soaking in his words before finally curling his lip up in a grimace. He restates that request, deadpan:]

You want me to masturbate in front of you?

[Pegasus chuckled darkly before leaning in to invade his space again, all too amused at Ivan's expense. He stared at him through the smoky cinnamon of a half-lidded eye, feathered silvery lashes adding to the wicked inclinations he felt.]

You don't need to put it so crudely. Or...there are other options. As it is, you owe me to make up for before.

[He didn't even need his hands as the darker powers he employed soon led to Ivan's pants being unbuckled, suddenly looser than before.]

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Maybe I wouldn't have to if you didn't constantly beat around the damn--

[Ivan stops, looking down as his pants seem to undo themselves. Honestly, something about all this was kind of...arousing, but Ivan's pride was far too strong to let himself give in an enjoy it. At least just yet.]

I don't remember agreeing, do you? I don't owe you anything!

You talk too much.

[His mouth found its way to Ivan's jaw as he let his tongue trail out to tickle at the flesh, then leaning in further until he's nearly flush with the man so that he might press his fingers in between Ivan's thighs to fondle the confined mound which was lamentably hidden behind the military-style fabric of his slacks. He lightly squeezed around it, experimentally. Not to be made painfully, but rather simply to be felt and for it to be known he was the one in control.]

You owe me quite a lot. I want respect from the likes of you. And I intend to get it. Plus, I admit I do find you...easy on the eyes.

Hmmm. Are you sure you're not agreeing? I don't know. You're not being very convincing in that resistance of yours, from what your mind is telling me.~

[He could pick up on that too, Ivan.]

[Ivan tilted his jaw away from Pegasus, but there was nothing else he could do to try and stop his advances, the touches of his lips and tongue forcing him to hold back a groan. When Pegasus reaches down to touch his groin, though, he lets on escape.]

Ohhu...

[Damn...he reminded him of Volgin!]

Respect? From me? Don't...kid yourself. [It was hard to argue though, with a hand on his crotch.]

I'm definitely not agreeing.

[A smirk further drew his lips up when he heard that sound escape the man, using his teeth to graze against the sensitive skin before pulling back again. His fingers kneaded the area with great care, wondering how long he could last before getting fully into things.]

Mmm. No? I think you're getting warmer.

[Pegasus chuckled as he noted the slight tightness beginning to swell beneath those slacks and he slipped his hand beneath his waistband, pressing against the bare flesh of his length.

Normally he'd never have resorted to this but Ivan, you're a special one. You managed to enrage him so much so that his Sennen Eye had more or less taken over his mind to the point where he didn't care about consequences any longer.]

You know you should be grateful I haven't whipped you into a bloody mess by now or even driven you to madness or anything else equally as gruesome though you deserve it. Instead here I am touching you so tenderly...You should feel privileged I would even still care to. And yet you refuse.~ How foolish. I could just leave you like this then...If that's what you truly want.

[T-teeth on his neck! Ivan can feel the heat pooling straight to his groin because of those stupid teeth. This man was a monster.]

A-ahhh... [He lets out a quiet, breathy groan as Pegasus fondles him directly, and he can quickly feel his resolve crashing.

What did it matter if he wasn't in control here, right? If anything, Ivan was the victorious one here, getting a handjob instead of a whip-job. Not to mention it was by someone so beautiful...]

[He suddenly shakes his head, grits his teeth and reminds himself of the situation he was in. This bastard was exacting his undeserved revenge on him; he thought Ivan deserved his respect. Ivan just couldn't let him win.]

...You act like you're doing me a favour. [All you're doing is clouding his brain with hormones and confusing him.]

[Originally he wasn't going to go this far but he was beyond restraint. The wicked thoughts and urges were had long buckled his will, and now there was no avoiding the inevitable. A monster he may very well have been, especially with how meticulous and yet rough he was being. His expression was dark and tainted with lust now, so it made little secret of itself that he was indeed aroused by playing the dominant role.

He stroked the whole of it quite easily given it fit into his palm with little trouble at all, those gracefully long fingers working down from the base up. Oh yes, he knows what he's doing here, and it shows. But more importantly his grip was stronger than one might take it for, so should he fall out of line he could just as easily hurt him.]

Hmm. If I surmise correctly it's been some time since you were touched in such a manner. So in a way, yes I am.

But fine.~ As you wish.

[And he pulled his hand out, simply doing so to gauge the other man's reaction once he'd already managed to make him erect.]

Nn--nhh... [Ivan squirms against his bindings, trying to refuse Pegasus's touch. There was little he could do though, and each small stroke only served to make him harder and to further drown out his rational.]

Hardly.

[So maybe Pegasus was right, but he touched himself like this often enough! He didn't need to sacrifice his pride by accepting this.]

... [Ivan's head hung a bit, staring down at himself with a grimace as he tried to will himself back to being soft.]

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