pet palace (mafia AU)

system error

Error growled and yanked on his restraints, the metal of the chains digging into his wrists. Saliva dripped down his chin and the straps of the gag were tight around his head. His knees were starting to hurt from being knelt down for such a long time, and the shackles around his ankles kept them in an uncomfortable position.

His head snapped up when he heard the door click open. Ink locked the door behind him and approached Error, crouching down and lifting Errors chin. "Hey Love~" He Said and Error tried to pull his head away, making ink grip him tighter. Error growled and more spit dripped off the gag. "Oh, here, let me get that" Ink Said and unclipped the straps. When the ball fell from his mouth he gasped in air and ink smirked. Error swallowed then spit in inks face, making him flinch back. "Fuck you" Error croaked as ink wiped off his face.

Ink stood over Error clicking his tongue disapprovingly, before his steel tipped boot caught Error hard in the chest. Error buckled over and coughed loudly, a small amount of blood covered the carpet in front of him. "Seems like no one's willing to pay a ransom for you" Ink Said acting if nothing had happened "went through everyone in your contacts, you didn't have many. Even your mom won't pay, said she had two other kids and didn't mind losing you for a bit. Kinda sad" Ink went over to the bed side table and set down Errors phone, then started taking off his gloves. "So, that leaves the question, what should I do with you?" Ink laid on the bed, propped up on his elbows "I really do like you, you're a little bitch but your pretty"

Error stared at the floor, watching the carpet soak up the blood. That was something his mom would say. "Fuck you" he whispered again. Ink barked a laugh "HA! Yah, you made that pretty clear" he teased as he picked at the embroidery on the duvet "are you gonna talk to me like that forever? Or do i have to change your attitude?". Error continued to stare daggers at ink "bitch." he spat. Ink smiled as his shoulders shook with his giggles "alright. Works for me"

Ink swung his legs off the bed and skipped across the room. He pulled open a door, revealing a bathroom. Ink disappeared inside, them emerged holding a toothbrush and a bottle of hand soap. Error expression changed from anger to fear then rage. "Don't you dare" he hissed, yanking at the chains.

Ink sat down the items and went to error, unclipping the chains from the wall. He slammed error down, rolling him onto his back and straddling his chest. "Get off me!" error screamed trying to flail his arms as ink pinned them under his knees. "Oh shush" ink teased, getting error under control and grabbing the soap and toothbrush. "Open, come on" ink said smacking errors cheeks. Error clenched his teeth and tried to kill ink with his eyes. Inks' smiles widened.

Ink held the soap in one hand. And with his free hand, he grabbed the bridge of errors nose. He yanked it backwards, repeating the motion until eros mother parted slightly. Ink shoved the end of the soap dispenser into his mouth, making error choke as it was filled with chemicals. He tried to wrench his head out of inks grip as a little bit of it started sliding down his throat. "Calm down pussy" ink laughed, slipping the toothbrush in between errors teeth.

He pulled out the soap and shifted upwards, pinning errors head between his knees. He began to vigorously scrub the inside of errors mouth, making his eyes wided. Error screamed and started to thrash, trying to pull himself free from the abuse. "I warned you~" ink sang, shoving the brush way down errors throat, scraping the bone with the rough plastic of the back of the brush.

Tears pricked errors eyes as he batted his feet against the floor, choking on the soap suds and unable to spit it out. Ink pulled out the brush and clamped his hand over errors jaw, holding it closed. "Now swallow" ink ordered, pulling error up slightly so his head was above his chest. Error continued to struggle, inhaling quickly through his nose. Ink sighed and plugged up errors nose with his free hand "swallow"

Error started to panic as he ran out of air. And soap started to bubble out of the joints of his jaw. He was running out of options. With a grimace error gulped, trying to get it all down in one try. He could feel the alcohol burning his throat as it went down. Ink let him go and error gasped for air and tried to spit at the same time. Ink stood and error rolled over and coughed loudly, shoulders rattling as bubbles foamed in between his teeth. Ink put the soap back and washed off the brush, setting it next to the sink.

Error was using his shirt to wipe out his mouth, gagging against the fabric. Ink stood over his with a satisfied grin "next time your rude i'll use bleach" he said calmly. Error had to resist the urge to cuss him out. "Alright. Your obviously not ready yet so i'll leave you be for a while" ink said, using the chains to drag error up and back to the wall, snapping his ankles in place. Error was still trying to get the taste of soap out of his mouth. "Oh. if i come back and theres a spit stain on my rug ill make you scrub it off with your tears" with that ink turned off the lights and shut the door, locking it behind him with a soft click, drenching the room, and error in complete darkness.