The Over-Protective Boyfriend

Do You Wanna Play?

Sebastian: Nobody.

Claude: What?

Everybody froze. Sebastian smirked at his decision. He felt like he was slowly losing himself, but he meant what he said.

Sebastian: After all, everybody dies in the end. What's the difference in killing them now. They would all have to make great sacrifices, but what do I care?

He starts to laugh.

Sebastian: We're just disgusting humans that can't do anything to defend themselves! We're hopeless! Kill kill kill!

Sebastian was losing it. He didn't know what he was saying. He wanted to see the death of all of his friends. No, that wasn't him.

Claude: I'll let them all go. Once again, you've proven yourself incapable of making your own decisions.

They are freed and they untie the cloth around their mouths. All five of them look at him with a glare as he passes out in Claude's arms.

Claude: You'll have to forgive him. It was my fault. I made him do this. Now leave before I change my mind. I won't have you getting the wrong idea of him.

They run and go to try and find their way out of the building.

Claude: What you said about us being disgusting humans who can't defend ourselves. I didn't think that you say something like that. You've learned from me. You're slowly changing.

Claude lifts Sebastian's chin and kisses him.

S: C-Claude!

Sebastian starts to cry and Claude smirks.

Claude: Now don't cry my precious. It's okay. Daddy will make you feel so much better. How about that?

Sebastian: I want to play with you.

His smirk grows wider.

Claude: Oh? You're such a naughty one. What toys do you want to play with hm?

Sebastian points to the room.

Sebastian: Those.

S: Please let me play. I just want...to have the...best...b-

Sebastian couldn't think. He had passed out.

~Time Skip~

He was being spanked. He didn't want to enjoy it. He didn't enjoy. He didn't enjoy it. He didn't-

Sebastian: AAGHH! Yes Daddy! Spank me!

Claude: Shut up! This is your punishment for not obeying me. I wanted to teach you something and you messed it up.

Claude stopped and pulled up Sebastian's pants.

Claude: So tell me, have you ever had that thirst for blood?

S: Where did that question come from?

Sebastian shakes his head and Claude smirks.

Claude: So you won't suddenly want to kill me if I say that I'm losing interest in you? I'll add you to my collection. I'll play with you everyday. Just the way you like it.

Sebastian was shocked at this. He wanted to finally leave this cruel place, but at the same time he wasn't ready to die. What was he going to do?

Claude: Now go get some sleep. I'm going to look forward to you begging and doing everything not to die. No matter who's blood you'll have to spill. He walks out of the room and leaves Sebastian to think.

S: Once again. My birthday was terrible. I hope it'll be better next year. Oh who am I kidding?

'I won't be alive to see the day.'