surviving apocalypse

chapter 6

Plot: Gallant seals his fate.

Songs/bands that inspired me while writing chapter 6 or used in the chapter: Closer by Nine Inch Nails and S&M by Rihanna

Contains: sexual scenarios. A visit from the rubber man.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these songs or lyrics or copyright and I don't own any of the characters. They belong to their respected owners and no infringement intended. All of the characters are fictional and are creations from the brilliant mind of Ryan Murphy minus the 2 new characters who are witches. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 6:

Gallant is in his room and little does he know he's about to get an unexpected visit from the rubber man. His fantasies are taking over his whole entire being and he can't control it anymore. He misses human contact and being skin on skin with another man. Just as Gallant starts to touch himself his door quietly opens and he sees a person with latex come inside and close the door behind them. They have a whip and a pair of handcuffs with them. Gallant thinks this is Michael and he is hoping beyond hope that it actually is. He has been waiting for this moment since the minute he met Michael and immediately he felt strong feelings for him. He particularly grew fond of his hair, his eyes, and his lips.

"Hey stranger, anything I can help you with?" asks Gallant trying to sound seductive as he sits up in his bed. He's wearing nothing but his underwear.

Getting no verbal response but a simple nod of a head, he looks upon this mysterious masked figure with awe and rapture. The rubber man gets closer and cracks his whip on the bed. Gallant seems to enjoy this and looks on with wonder at the sight of his fantasy coming true. He pinches himself to be sure that he's really awake because he doesn't believe this is actually real. Plus the thrill of getting caught gets Gallant even more aroused.

"You can do whatever you want to me. Consider my body as yours," Gallant says as he lies back down with submission.

The figure handcuffs Gallant's hands to the bed with Gallant's face looking down and he clearly sees Gallant is enjoying this so he brings the whip up and smacks him hard on the ass. Gallant cries in pleasure but his mouth is quickly muffled by a gag ball the rubber man retrieves from his pocket. He whips him again several more times with each whipping being even louder and harder than the last. Gallant still seems pleased and he gets whipped even harder.

Ms. Mead hears all of this commotion now that she happens to be walking closeby and she walks closer to the door. She is alarmed by the sounds she hears and the screaming. She decides to go and tell Michael about what she has heard. The rubber man is gone soon after this, Gallant is free from the handcuffs and gag. He falls asleep daydreaming deeply satisfied by this encounter. Ms. Mead is welcomed warmly by Michael and he lets her into his room.

"Sir I have some rather possibly disturbing news to tell you. I was making my nightly rounds and heard some unpleasant noises coming from Gallant's room. I think you should check up on him," she says concerned.

"What were these noises that you supposedly heard?" Michael asks her.

"I think he was being whipped and by whom I don't know, but hopefully you can find out," Mead tells him.

"Thank you for coming to me about this."

Ms. Mead nods and dismisses herself from Michael's room. He follows suite shortly after.

The guy Gallant has the biggest crush on- Michael Langdon is about to stop by. Michael is not pleased with what he has heard about Gallant. He goes to Gallant's room and opens the door. Gallant then wakes up from his light slumber and is glad to see that Michael is there. He thinks Michael is back for another round. Little does he know, Michael is beyond agitated right now.

"Gallant, this impromptu visit won't take long. I promise you."

"Anything I can help you with, Michael?" he asks mischievously. He is still shirtless with only underwear on.

"Mead told me some rather concerning news. She heard disturbing noises coming from your room," he tells him through clenched teeth.

Michael steps closer to Gallant staring him down and looking distasteful. Gallant knows at this point not to lie to Michael and even though he is disappointed that the rubber man is supposedly not Michael, he tells him the truth.

"I was getting exactly what I deserve, sir. I was being punished."

"You were doing what? Tell me the truth," Michael commands.

"I was tied up and being whipped. I have the marks to prove it and I can show you," he begs.

Michael starts to pace back and forth before Gallant.

"That won't be necessary. So is there a twisted part of your brain that actually thinks it was possibly me that was doling out this punishment to you?" Michael asks baffled and rather heatedly.

"I did for a minute I'll admit but now I know that's not the truth."

"How can I make myself any clearer? I am not attracted to you. Read my lips: you and I will never happen!" he says raising his voice.

Gallant is disappointed but not surprised. A part of him is honestly still hoping that Michael could possibly have been the rubber man but decides to let it go.

"Because you are attracted to someone else or other people?" he asks interested.

"That is none of your business and it's for me to know and for you to never find out," Michael says defensively.

"Just tell me the truth. Am I doomed and not going to the sanctuary?" he inquires.

"You would be correct in that assessment. I don't know who you were messing with but I intend to find out."

Michael turns to go and leave and looks behind him one final time. Gallant looks defeated, small, and pathetic. Michael is not too surprised by this turn of events but now his job has become even easier. It's like a weight has been lifted off of his shoulders. Now he knows of one person unworthy of his gratitude and help. Now he wants to find out more about Venable and get to know what troubles her and her weaknesses. He knew his father would be proud of him standing up and taking charge and doing what he needs to do. He would not take his remaining time on earth for granted.