kinkfest | Bleach (Gin/Multiple [seperate]), July 2

Title: New Toys
Author: Asiel
Rating: nothing explicit
Word Count: 349
Warnings: um.. mindfuckery?
Summary: Which broken toys were tossed aside?
Prompt: 2 July. 6. Bleach, Gin/Multiple (separately): Mind fuck and dominataion, "Possessions broke so easily and fragile things had to be replaced"

The first time, he wasn’t involved. Well, he wasn’t involved at first. He watched and learned, and helped chase away the scent of watermelon with dark, sweet things. The first time, he wasn’t in charge, wasn’t the master; but he wasn’t being manipulated either. That wouldn’t happen.

His first time, he was careful. He plotted and waited. He acted carefully, but without hesitation. It was too close to home though, and when it came down to it, he couldn’t go all the way. Perhaps he had put a little too much of himself into it. But whatever it was, it stopped him at the final moment. Even so, it was time to move on. It was harder to play with broken toys.

It was cold, so cold. But he could outlast this. His own cold was deeper, harder, crueler. He could survive this. All he had to do was survive. The breaking point came when he started telling stories, started talking as he stretched and bent and fucked. He would talk of what had come before, of how it was enjoyed on both ends. He would talk of begging and screaming and marking and was finally answered with begs and screams and pleas. He laughed as he threw another one aside.

The last, the last one was different. There was something special about this one. Broken already, there wasn’t much work. He has acquired a taste for it now, and decided to keep the toy, to play with it, even if it was falling apart. He would be the glue that would hold it together, make it dependant on him, on his whims. He could do it. He didn’t care anymore. He didn’t care about anything… but there was something there. It attracted him in ways he hadn’t thought possible. He gave more of himself to see further inside. Only too late did he realize that he’d gone too far, that he couldn’t pull back, not now.

Now he’s alone, surrounded by people, and he realizes that at the last, it was he who was broken and tossed aside.