Shadow Worlds and Chaos Lights

THE CREATURE moved and made the sound of feathers brushing against feathers echo through the darkness. It wasn't, in fact, that dark anymore; rays of rainbow-coloured light had started to find their way into his home. Day was dawning in the Crystal Realm.

Still, he wasn't fully content. Something had happened, something that should have been impossible. Those blasted creatures, His prisoners. He had heard them calling, heard them begging for His boy to hear them, to save them from their fate. He had laughed at them, knowing that it was pointless to even try; even if they managed to get a word or two through the barrier, Andrin would never betray him.

But then he had felt it, a wrenching pain in the deepest parts of his soul. Pain when the boy, no, not His boy, another one, had responded to their calls, called back to them, and His barrier had fallen, only for a few seconds, but that had been enough. For a single dreadful moment, the pathway between the worlds had been completely open, but then thankfully the connection had been broken.

He figured that the boy had been called back to his own world by an outsider or maybe just lost concentration. Or maybe, and he smiled evilly at this, just maybe the darkness of the underworld had invaded his soul, poisoned him, filled him, killed him from the inside leaving his body brain-dead. The creature didn't really care which; it was just a boy after all, a pathetic mortal, not at all like His boy.

But the whole thing had scared him even though he didn't want to admit it, not even to himself.

"Andrin!"

"Yes?" A young man appeared at the opening between two crystal blocks. His dark brown hair was jagged and uneven. One of his emerald green eyes was beaten and swollen shut, and the look in the other eye was filled with a myriad of conflicting emotions; fear, love, hope, loathing, longing, hate, admiration and more, all of them directed towards his master.

The man's skin was discoloured from layers upon layers of cuts and bruises in different states of healing. He was pale and a sickly type of skinny; from the look of it, one could easily believe that he was a homeless person that hadn't had food or a warm bed for a very long time. However, the loincloth that hid his private parts was made of finest silk and was sparklingly white as the snow on a cold winter's day, and his nipples were pierced with the most exclusive diamonds.

The creature let his gaze sweep over His boy's body, and a lewd smile grew on his lips.

"We need to strengthen the barrier!" he gave Andrin a look that made His boy shiver with a mix of anticipation and disgust, and then he kissed him; a hard possessive kiss, making one of the healing cuts on His boy's lips split open, letting Skye savour the sweet metallic taste of blood in the kiss.

He forced Andrin to kneel and pressed His boy's bloody lips to his aching cock. "Come on boy...Show me how much you love me!"

At first, there was a look of hesitant fear on Andrin's face, but then he obeyed, leaning forward and accepting the cock into his mouth. His bruised eyes were squeezed shut, and he wore a pained expression, but his actions were tinged with obvious adoration. Skye looked down upon him smugly with half-closed eyes, watching His boy go to work. It amused and excited him to see such loyalty and obedience.

After some time, Skye twitched. He filled His boy's mouth with his burning seed and let out a breathless but entertained murmur that might have been a laugh as the boy almost choked as the semen caught in the back of his throat.

Without a word, he gestured for Andrin to stand. He grabbed the boy's loincloth, using it to wipe himself and then throwing it back in its place with a glare of disgust before turning away, leaving Andrin.

He didn't see the boy's tears that mixed with the white droplets of semen, saliva and blood running down his chin or how the boy's lips formed the words "I love you."

Meanwhile, in the underworld, the force-field of the barrier started to glow with an intense pulsating light.