Unhinged

Mathias Cain || Client || 435

[yoonxminho]

Location: Can be anywhere that has a parking lot. @covairecitystarters

With the ambulance parked, Minho sits on a bench at the edge of a parking lot. The night has been nothing but hectic, and yet, it would seem that in the earliest hours of the day, before the sun has risen, most have gone quiet—in their sector anyway. And so, with the knowledge that he will have at the very least twenty minutes to eat, the chthonic takes his dosirak (Korean lunchbox) out. It's nothing fancy, yet most would disagree if only due to its pleasing aesthetic.

His partner is currently on their phone, arguing with whoever is on the other side of the heated conversation. Minho will never comprehend the willingness for some to expose their dirty laundry in such manner. At times, he finds himself wondering if they find validation in being heard. Then again, he cares so little for the most things. He has people to save after all.

He is shoving a large piece of cooked egg white into his mouth, when he feels someone approaching. He puts the stainless steal chopsticks on top of the dosirak, and gazes up to whoever is coming closer. "Do you require assistance?" He asks politely, a faint smile on his lips.

[mathiascain]

Mathias, happy as could be, was out getting stuff for his new place. Of course the place wasn't actually new, as Elessar had been living there for quite sometime, and it wasn't necessarily new to Mathias since he'd be over a lot too. But it was the first week of him officially (unofficially) moving in. He was excited too. Elessar limited him on things he could bring and buy, but there were something Mathias thought he could get away with.

The main thing was a small table and lamp, which he was carrying outside. He was pretty content with carrying it himself, but when he hear someone offer assistance, he stopped. He could smell the chthonic on the other, and that made him curious. Mathias didn't go out of his way to meet other chthonics, mostly because he never thought about it. But when he did meet another, he made sure to put a little effort into it.

"Sure! Can you carry this lamp?"

[sui-generis-elessar]

Because I'm moving in. It took Elessar a moment to digest that piece of information. "I see." He nodded his head as he walked to his kitchen to make himself a drink. A strong one. He looked at Mathias for a long moment, taking a sip of his drink as he regarded the Chthonic. "What made you think now was the right time to move in with me?"

Elessar walked over to the box on his couch. He shook his head, "No. I don't." But he wanted to see what Mathias had brought so he knew where to tell the Chthonic to put them.The wolf wasn't insane enough to tell Mathias to get out. He frowned looking into the box of seemingly random objects. Elessar was just happy that Mathias had brought them in a box rather than a trash bag and there didn't seem to be anything bleeding in the box. He frowned looking at a very clean envelop inside the box that had his name on it. Reaching down he picked it up and opened it. Reading the simple line. He carefully folded the note and put it back into the paper sleeve. He looked at Mathias and said, "Mathias we're going to need to set some boundaries if you are moving in with me."

[mathiascain]

"Because Patrick isn't here anymore" Mathias said, his tone implying that it was common sense. Patrick was gone, sadly, and it left the chthonic all alone. Elessar was the closest person that he could rely on, and that he actually wanted to be around. He thought the wolf would be happy to have him around more.

He waited as Elessar looked at his box and grabbed an envelope. It was one that Patrick had left with him, under the orders to give it to Elessar. Mathias didn't even know what was in the envelope, and he didn't care. The rest of the items in his box were bare basics. There was a toothbrush and comb, as well as some clothes. Clearly it wasn't everything he owned. "Okay, we can set boundaries. I don't have any though, so I don't need to set any for myself. And I already know where everything is in here too, so you don't have to give me a tour. I have a spot in your bed too".

[sui-generis-elessar]

Elessar was not surprised finding the Chthonic in his home. Mathias had made a habit of breaking and entering into his place despite the fact that Elessar had told him several times he prefered if the Chthonic waited outside for him. Mostly it was an easy fix but Elessar stubbornly refused to make Mathias a key. The unexpected thing was the box that was sitting on his couch. He looked from Mathias to the box and then back again. Taking a moment before he said, "And why did you bring your stuff?"

[mathiascain]

Mathias stood there, happy as could be. Of course he didn't mention his decision to move in to Elessar, he didn't think he needed to. Although now he could see why it would have been a good idea to at least mention it to the wolf.

"Because I'm moving in!" It seemed logical to him. Now that Patrick was gone, Mathias needed to go ahead and make Elessar his priority. He was already working at Elessar's shop too, so it just made sense to move in. He was keeping his apartment though, as that was where his family lived. "Do you wanna help me unpack?"

[mathiascain]

@sui-generis-elessar

Patrick was gone, and Mathias was feeling heartbroken about it. The hard part about all of this was that it was the first time that Mathias and Patrick would truly be apart. The older chthonic had told Mathias that this was his honeymoon with West, so he was going to be gone longer than before. It sucked truly, but thankfully Mathias had Elessar to help with his heart break.

The way he was dealing with it was by pretty much moving into Elessar's home. Mathias didn't think he had to give the wolf a heads up, because honestly why would he. He brought his all of his belongings in one box and broke into Elessar's home. He had pretty much unpacked most of his box when he caught Elessar's scent and turned to him.

"Hi! I brought my stuff!"

[mathiascain]

Journal

Post Event

The nights are getting longer now, much like how they did a long time ago. I remember, in bits and pieces, staring up at the night sky through the cracks in the prison I was put in. I liked the nights, they brought me a lot of peace, but I also wanted to go out in them. All the full moons, and celebrations I could only hear and never participate in. It hurt a lot but then Patrick came and it stopped hurting.

I don't remember a lot of things about that time after he saved me. It was all red, and I don't even think I spoke for the first year or two. He was very patient though, and helped me a lot. He was with me for all my full moons, and that was when I knew he would be my brother forever.

I never once thought about how things would be without Patrick here by my side. I guess I just can't ever imagine it. Even all those times where he would leave me some place, I know deep down he always knew I'd find him again. Lately though, I feel like that's changing. He's hinting at leaving, and for once I don't think I will go after him. It's odd, and I don't like thinking about it too much, but there's a lot in this city that I like. Well there's just one thing I like, but that one thing is worth staying for.

I do think Patrick will be okay if I wasn't around. I've been spending this whole time thinking about myself and not him, but I know he'll be okay. He has his priest and his freedom, I think that's all Patrick ever needs in his life. I want to respect that for him too. I think I will. I will miss him though, I always will even if he's just down the street. He is my brother and I'm happy for him, I hope one day if we do part, we'll still see each other as that.

[wolfknightpoe]

Break Time Spoiled?

@covairecitystarters

There wasn't anything on the schedule today for another few hours, so Vincent was back in small workshop taking some time to himself to catch up on one of his favorite book series'. So he wasn't exactly expecting a knock on the doorframe.

"Need something?"

[mathiascain]

After the buzz from his win died down, Mathias was able to walk about Coviwood like normal. Sure there would be a flash from someone's camera or phone just beyond his peripheral but that was normal. They could take their pictures, he just wanted to get some work done. His work today involved finding some help for the next movie. Mathias liked to build up all the team they would need before doing anything else. He knocked on the door frame and smiled, "Hello hope I'm not bugging you".

[sui-generis-elessar]

"Lots of people want to fuck directors. Fame and fame adjacent. You just don't notice because you're infatuated with me." Elessar saw people the same as money, assets to acquire or spend. Everything was transactional. When Mathias said that it seemed like Elessar wanted to fuck a director the producer smirked, "I've fucked plenty of directors and movie stars. I just wanted to touch you. So I did. We don't have time to fuck right now." When Mathias reached for his drink he was surprised, Dom wasn't exactly Mathias' speed but he had begun to offer the glass to the other man when he spilled it on himself. Elessar frowned and let out a long, annoyed sigh. "You're a child." Thankfully champagnie would be easy to hide one it was dry. When the little shit flicked the Dom at him he yanked the glass out of Mathias' hand and tossed it onto a seat away from the both of them hearing it hit the leather with a muted noise as the rest of the liquid splashed across the other side of the limo. The backseat smelling like expensive champagnie. Elessar's bursts of violence were quick and explosive but over quickly. He pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed at the drops on his face. "Because it tastes good. And because it's expensive. Why drink cheap swill that tastes like battery acid?" He looked at the younger man with cold eyes reached out to grab his face with one hand. "Do you think spilling something on yourself is going to get you what you want? If you want to look homeless on the red carpet that's up to you. I'll have them drop me off first and take another lap around the block before letting you out." It was a game, Mathias would push him. And Elessar would be as cold as he could be in reaction. Push, pull. It was similar to how they ended up fucking in a puddle of fake blood as Elessar nearly choked Mathias unconscious. But it had been one of the most satisfying orgasms he'd ever had.

[mathiascain]

"Oh and aren't you so lucky I'm infatuated with you? I'm some real arm candy, don't you think?" He liked messing around with Elessar. The producer was hot, in both looks and temperament. This was how things usually went between them. It was a constant escalation until one of them snapped at the other. Mathias liked pushing Elessar to his limits and past that. All of their greatest hits where when Elessar was done with Mathias' shit. He would let the producer do anything he wanted too. Being called a child wasn't bad, but when Elessar tossed the glass away, Mathias' eyes got big with interest. How badly he wanted to feel those harsh hands on him again. Mathias wasn't spoiled by any means, but he did like to get what he wanted sometimes. He had to bite back a moan as he was grabbed, "Oh please, you wouldn't dare. Think of all the headlines… Hot shot producer leaves his prized director on the curb of his own movie premiere. It just doesn't look good". Mathias moved into Elessar's lap and kissed him roughly. "Also, I think we can keep it clean for once, don't you?"

[sui-generis-elessar]

Elessar Cohen wasn't a man, he was the face of Lost & Found Productions: a whole company, a name that meant money and awards and dreams made real. He was used to people falling to their knees for a chance to be ushered into the fold, to be part of his little empire. Elessar Cohen saw himself as a king of his kingdom. And Kings had to make the tough decisions for what was good for the company. Over the years that justification had been twisted. Elessar still looked out for the company first and always, but he was far faster to take the things he wanted as well. After all no one would tell him no. And the people that did? Well, they didn't last very long in Coviwood. He had a glass of Dom in his hand, legs crossed in the back of the very expensive limo that he'd hired for the premiere. He looked at Mathias coolly, his dark eyes giving nothing away. Mathias had become his latest obsession. The twisted little fuck and his brother were true artists. And horror was big this year. People had said that a Horror movie would never be taken seriously but, as usual, when Elessar was involved those nay-sayers had been wrong. Mathias was beautiful. Far too beautiful to be the schlubby director that had walked into his office about a year ago. But there had been something exciting in the young man. And Elessar had a nose for genius. And Mathias had it and more than a bit of crazy mixed in the way the best genius' did. Elessar had wanted and what Elessar wanted Elessar got. Not that it had been difficult. Mathias had basically run into bed with him.

Tonight Mathias looked the part in his expensive suit that Elessar gotten tailored just for him. He leaned back as Mathias leaned over him to look out the window. The producer didn't bother to look at screaming mob and nodded just his head. One hand moved up to run it over Mathias's spine, leaning forward to say, "They are. They came to see your work. All of those people screaming for what you did. Our PR campaign has made you a rock star of horror. So all those people are waiting to love you. Or hate you. Or both." He smirked and added, "They just want to see you because they know they'll never get to fuck you. So they desperately hope for a brief glance where your eyes meet theirs that they can tell their friends or family about and jerk off to later tonight." He bent forward and licked Mathis' earlobe, closing his teeth and lips around it and sucking on it for a moment before he pulled away and leaned back in his seat taking another drink of the expensive champagne.

[mathiascain]

Red carpets were so exciting and terrifying at the same time. Mathias still wasn't completely used to them. People wanted to know what lead Patrick and him to creating their current movie, and in the same breath they'd ask what was next. The want for entertainment was never-ending and tiring. As long as they were funding, Patrick and him would continue doing what they did without shame. Mathias thought they were lucky to be able to continue on their path without being forced to change. He supposed he had to be thankful to Elessar for that. The producer liked what they made, and never forced them to change it. It made their films unique and they stood out among the cookie cutter crowd.

He made a face at Elessar, "I think you're reading too much into it. I don't know of anyone who wants to fuck directors, they wanna fuck the movie stars". Elessar was a creature of perfection to Mathias. He came from money and bled it too. While Elessar drank expensive champagnes, Mathias nursed some cheap whiskey. He cut a look at the producer after that brief tease. "It seems like you're the one who wants to fuck a director right now, Elessar". Mathias looked around and out the window. There was still a way to go before they were asked to exit the vehicle, and it wouldn't be the weirdest place they messed around in. That prize went to a bloody set after everyone had gone home for the day. It took Mathias all night to wash the corn syrup blood out of his hair and clothes (which he ended up throwing away). He reached for Elessar's drink and accidentally spilled some on his nice suit. "Oh no! How horrible! Hey driver, go slow we got a spill back here, try to stall us for time!" he said while shutting the privacy screen. His little detour was going to cost him, he knew that, but Mathias liked it when Elessar was pissed. To really tick him off more, Mathias dipped his fingers in the drink and flicked it towards Elessar, "What the point of drinking this expensive shit anyways?"

[mathiascain]

@sui-generis-elessar

Sometimes when Mathias looked back on what got him where he was right now, all he could do was laugh. Patrick and him had started making movies as something fun to do, but they soon gained traction and their films became cult classics. Between Patrick's twisted ideas, and Mathias' ability to put them into physical form, they were unstoppable. The dream he had of having one of their horror films up for an award against all the dramas was going to come true. Of course the fame did put them in the headlights of other important people, and in one case it put Mathias in bed with one. Elessar was sleezy, to say the least, but fuck was the man stunning. When Mathias first laid eyes on the producer, he swore there were hearts in his irises. Then when Elessar took interest in him, things went off like fireworks. While Mathias saw them as something more, but never said it out loud, Elessar did not. Honestly, with how Hollywood was, it was probably for the better. That didn't stop him for going to a premiere with Elessar.

They both sat in the limbo, the dark windows making it impossible for anyone outside to see what was going on. It meant they had time and privacy. He leaned over the producer to look out at the row of fans cheering for people walking the red carpet. "Wow, they look excited huh?"

[sui-generis-elessar]

Elessar smiled, that tight, lopsided smile that pulled on his scarred face. Body hands watched as the new skin began to form and taking the skinning knife he reached down and drew his rough finger along Mathias' face. Tracing the edges of what he was going to carve off. He used the knife with skill and as much precision as his tight skin and muscles would give him. Exposing red muscle and white bone as he removed half of Mathias' face. "I almost died Mathias. And no matter how much this hurts I can never explain or show you what it felt like to burn like I did." He gave a harsh yank to pull the skin away from the muscle, sinew parting until his tugging. "I can't fuck you after this. No matter how much I want too. I'm too burned. It will be weeks before I can use you the way I want. Use anyone the way I want..." He let out a sigh of frustration but then bent his head to lick across the bloody lipless mouth he'd just made.

[mathiascain]

If there could ever be an act of love that had a strong effect on Mathias, it would be this. Even if his body was twitching from the pain and discomfort, he was very happy. He lost the ability to smile when the skin around his mouth was removed, but the boney grin of his skull sufficed. His teeth clacked together as he began to heal again. With the speed he was healing, they could do this all night until they got tired. Mathias put his hand over his bloody face then touched Elessar's "Do you want to fuck me in a different way? Whatever you want that makes you happy".

[sui-generis-elessar]

The sound coming out of Mathias made Elessar close his eyes so he could relish it just a touch longer. The sounds of pain were so pure. The wolf knew that Mathias wanted to be killed but tonight wasn't about what Mathias wanted. When the Chthonic said the words Elessar let out a soft but audible sigh. He could feel the sticky touch of Mathias' bloody fingers on his scarred cheek. He opened his eyes and nodded at the wreck of a creature on his table as he smelled Mathias healing. He wouldn't say something as trite as 'i love you'. Because he didn't. And he wouldn't sound authentic. So instead he looked at Mathias and said, "You're mine."

[mathiascain]

Love was a concept that was unknown to Mathias. In all the centuries of his life, he never felt it nor thought he could express it. His mind was so twisted and broken from torment, it was impossible for him to ever comprehend anything like it. Then people like Patrick and Elessar came along. While his relationship with the other chthonic wasn't based on love, it was more caring than what Mathias' old pack expressed to him. With Elessar too it wasn't love but a misshaped excuse for it. Mathias didn't expect to hear Elessar say it back, because the wolf didn't waste his breathe on meaningless words. Still, his words stirred something within Mathias and he smiled, "All yours. Forever and ever".

[nore-lacroix-deactivated2024091]

Nore reached up and used her hands to push her hair out of her face desperately trying to get control over her emotions. She was sure the wings on her ears were moving around and her features were changing at being so upset. When she heard someone next to her speak, she looked up with her blue eyes and sighed, her shoulders slumping. 1-2 weeks felt like eternity for Nore. She didn't know any better.

"I'm okay. I'm just...I like doing things for myself now. I mean, i've been trying to do more things for myself, but this wheelchair is making it really hard. There's things around the store that I can't reach. I don't know what to do." She managed, sighing loudly.

[mathiascain]

Mathias noticed the wings, and found himself staring at them. Elysians were still so fascinating to him. A lot of them popped up when he had turned into a chthonic, so he felt some kind of connection to them. He also longed to corrupt one.

He smiled sweetly, "I think asking for help doesn't equal weakness. I was told knowing when you can't do something is actually a sign of strength. You should ask for help if you cannot do something on your own".

[defectivelabwolf]

Tesla knew this person, but only slightly. They had only met once back during the last Ostara Festival. But she was still having issues remembering some people. Especially ones she'd only met a few times or less.

"You smell familiar... We met at Ostara, correct? I apologize, but names are very tough to remember right now. But if you want to ask for an escort, I'm available." Tesla held out a hand. "Tesla 54 in case we haven't officially met."

[mathiascain]

"Probably!" Mathias responded. He also forgot names, and faces, a lot. Things like that just weren't deemed important to his subconscious. He shook the escort's hand, "Great, I won't have sex with you. If that's alright". Not that he actually cared if the escort was upset with that, but he had learned it was normal to say so first.

"Why is your last name a number?"

[mathiascain]

Mathias stood in front of the Bordel, watching clients and escorts walk in and out of the building. He wasn't one to partake in escorts, considering how protected they were, but he was bored and his boredom was starting to eat at him. He needed something to do before he did something bad.

Someone passed him by but he stopped them before they got to far, "Hi, do you know where I go to ask for an escort?"

@covairecitystarters

[sui-generis-elessar]

In a different case Mathias' willingness to be hurt would have robbed Elessar of the enjoyment of it. But the amount of control he had over the Chthonic that was so much older than him was intoxicating. He hadn't talked to anyone about some of the more personal things that the amount of burn scarring had taken from him. Sensation. Use. And he knew he'd get it back eventually but not having the control he was used to over his own body had unhinged him more than he let on. He needed this from Mathias. Needed to rip something beautiful and his apart. Elessar's hands were still a little more clumsy than he'd like. But he had started down at Mathias' ankle. Rough and bloody work as he peeled the Chthonic like a piece of fruit. He was breathing heavy and sweating several hours later as he bent his head down at the red ruined body and the pile of skin on the floor. Mathias' face was still perfect as Elessar murmured in the red wrecked hole that had once been an ear, "When you heal... After. When you are perfect again... I'll take your face." Bloody fingers touched the bare forehead as he ran his lips over Mathias' cheek. His voice was dreamy but cold as he whispered, "Tell me you love me."

[mathiascain]

If Mathias could, he would have loved to watch Elessar as he skinned him alive. The pain and sensation of his nerves being sliced, and the cool air hitting his exposed dermis layer, brought tears to his eyes. It hurt so much, his body was trembling from the pain. There was still the biggest smile on his face. Everything in him screamed for death, which was a state Mathias loved to be in. He wanted to be ended right then and there. He giggled, the laugh coming out like a crazed sob. "I-I love you", Mathias felt so light headed, but he could feel his body starting to heal. His skin was grafting itself over the missing areas, leaving just smearing of blood. He reached up with a shaking hand and pressed his nails into Elessar's scarred cheek, "Love me too".

[sui-generis-elessar]

Elessar had been keeping up appearances as best as he could. A show of careful and empathetic recovery from a terrible act of terror from another city. Stalwartly working on healing and carrying his scars with pride. But internally the Pawnbroker was far from the outward picture he presented. He'd lost too much control. Had too much control taken from him in the battle to feel right. Even his body didn't respond to him like he was used to and it infuriated him. Hurting Mathias was an outlet. A focus for his own rage. Mathias was a very happy and welcoming canvas that he had every intention of wrecking today. And he relished the power shift. He moved to his kitchen. Taking out his good knives as Mathias followed directions.

Elessar looked at the lined up blades on the counter and then across the space to wear Mathias sat, naked and waiting for him. The wolf picked up one of the paring knives and slowly walked into the living room. He felt the pull in his scarred right hand as he held the blade. Reaching down with his good left hand he helped Mathias stand. "Lay down on the table. And try not to squirm." Elessar petted Mathias' head before he began his work. The point was always to try and get everything to come off in as close to one piece as possible.

[mathiascain]

Mathias couldn't tell what was going on in Elessar's head. He never could. The wolf was a mystery to him, and it made him realize that it just made them even more alike. Elessar liked control, Mathias like losing control. They worked hand in hand with everything they did. Mathias never hesitated or said no when Elessar wanted to hurt him. Even the worst kind of torture the wolf could come up with was received with a smile.

Mathias was the most willing participant. He got to his feet and laid down on the table. The cold wood made goosebumps rise on his heated skin. He looked up at Elessar with wonder and trust in his eyes as he waited for the knife to slip into his skin.

[sui-generis-elessar]

Elessar could take care of himself usually. And if he hadn't gone looking for Mathias he wouldn't have been anywhere near that stupid attack. It wasn't fair or logical to blame what had happened to him on Mathias. He just wanted to make someone else suffer. And Mathias would let him. Even if the Chthonic could easily overpower him if he chose. Elessar knew Mathias wouldn't. "Part of it." He cooed in response. He had every intention of peeling off the skin to make Mathias match him.

The burned wolf closed his eyes as he felt Mathias' teeth against the thickened burned side of his face and lips. The wolf let out a long sigh as he held tightly to the back of Mathias' hair as his more scarred, right hand began to drift over Mathias' body, his shoulder, his neck, his chest. "Maybe I'll light someone on fire for you so you can watch sometime." He let Mathias go abruptly and turning, walked stiffly into his bedroom to get dressed. "Undress, Mathias. I'm going to go find my paring knives."

[mathiascain]

The pain that was promised to him sounded exciting. It was no surprise that Elessar was one of the only people that could actually hurt Mathias. The chthonic looked forward to it. He had been flayed before in the past as a torture method, but the person doing it didn't know what they were doing. He was almost certain that Elessar would be great at it.

Being back with the wolf brought the chthonic happiness. They were both finally free of Mathias' past, and even after all the danger the city brought, they could still be together. He smiled as Elessar ran his scarred hand over his body then nodded, "Okay". The willingness he showed to being tortured motivated all of his movements. He undressed like Elessar said, and sat down on the couch in the living room. He imagined that Elessar wouldn't want to do this in the bedroom, due to the mess they would make. Mathias could feel himself vibrating out of his own skin in anticipation.