CHAPTER 61: [18+] A NIGHTMARE

Hermes’ fight, flight, freeze or fawn instinct flared up again. This time, his body immediately responded with ’fight’.

He summoned ice daggers and went straight for Eirwyn’s eyes.

But the golden clock appeared again, and the ice daggers rewinded back into its sender. Hermes dodged in time and only got his shoulder sliced.

Shhhk!

Hermes growled, some of his ice spikes appearing on his right arm and his left arm turning into volcanic rock and lava.

"Ah, no need to get so fired up." Eirwyn chuckled. "You were the one who attacked first. So it’s only fair for me to try and... cool down the situation."

"Not funny." Hermes spat, unamused.

Eirwyn frowned. "I don’t know why you’re acting so hostile all of a sudden. I remember you saying that I am the one who you feel safe with the most. Perhaps you forgot. Memory is such a fragile thing."

Hermes couldn’t resist the urge. He swung his arm wide to punch him, but then—

"Bad boy."

Hermes felt as if he blacked out for a split second. His head spun, and he felt a heavy weight trying to consume him.

Then...

The flashes came.

That Monday.... In the lounge... There was nothing but darkness and him.

He couldn’t move. He couldn’t see. He was stuck in his own body, by his own impulses and desires.

And that was exactly what it was like right now.

What it was like to be hypnotized by Eirwyn. It was very different from Somner’s Sirentone. Because with Sirentone, he immediately follows the command but his consciousness was still there.

But with real hypnosis, Hermes felt like he was both conscious and unconscious at the same time.

Like... He was having a fever, and everything was fuzzy and slipping in his grasp.

"You think your effeminate little boyfriend is the only one who can control you? We learned hypnosis in my cadet training in SHIFT." Eirwyn grinned, going closer to whisper to Hermes’ ear. "Darling..."

Hermes’ temples throbbed as the lost memory of that faithful day resurfaced like hot flashes in his mind.

"You’re so humble, love. Let me reward you...."

"Since you asked so nicely, my good boy..."

"AHHHH!!!!"

He suddenly felt the pain of his collarbone breaking once again, as if he had gone back in time and experienced it once again. The past and present overlapping, his pleasure and pain dancing around his skin like pinpricks of multiple needles.

Eirwyn was talking to him, but he couldn’t fully register his words.

"Think about it... The feeling of my hand being like a hot coal against your desire... You want to give in, don’t you?"

Eirwyn kept on forcing images in his head, painting a picture of depravity with every word.

And he kept on repeating a word.

A word that kept him on a leash. A word that wrapped around Hermes’ neck like a noose.

"Darling..."

"Darling..."

"Darling..."

"Darling..."

"Darling..."

"Darling..."

Hermes didn’t want to listen, but the part of him that wants to render him blind. His eyes were open but he felt like he was in the dark again. His arms were free but he felt like he could not move a single muscle.

Then...

"Mmm..."

Eirwyn moaned as Hermes’ hand went around his waist.

"Ah... Have you come to your senses, darling? You’re my good boy, aren’t you?" He stroked Hermes’ head like petting a dog.

Hermes’ brain froze again, and all he could do was nod.

"I’m not a bad guy, ok? I want to make that clear. You’re doing this because you want to. Hypnosis only works if the person fully wishes to perform the action. Even if their logic says no."

Hermes nodded again, burying his face on Eirwyn’s neck.

"My lover..." Eirwyn kissed his cheek. "My beautiful monster... I know that you will bite me on the back someday. I just didn’t expect that we’d be parting ways soon."

The remaining sense of reason that Hermes had was in panic mode. Does...

Does this mean he figured their plan out?

But then the treacherous snake replied: "I don’t know exactly what you are plotting, but it would be a disservice to my years as a SHIFT agent to not notice when danger is looming. That’s why..."

He bit Hermes’ ear. "I’m going to escape before the rat trap crushes me. And you’re going to help me, darling. Right?"

Hermes wanted to shake his head. His ego, that part of him that could make proper decisions, was telling him that he should stop this....

But his id, his wild part, made him say "Yes."

And that was the part of him that was in control right now. His true desire for this liar, this beautiful monster.

"Good boy." Eirwyn kissed him. "I’m going to give you a parting gift..."

He then turned around, lowering his pants.

"As much as I despise Voidlings... I can’t deny that the idea of sleeping with one fascinates me so. Especially someone whose seed can provide such wonderful things."

Hermes gripped his waist with his arm made of ice and his arm made of fire. Eirwyn threw his head back, feeling himself getting frozen and burned at the same time. But he liked it, and leaned in closer to Hermes’ touch.

"Are you going to break me? You can break me over and over... As long as you heal me too, alright? I rarely get to experience the sweet release of being healed... I’m truly glad I met you, darling."

He rubbed his hole against Hermes’ exposed member...

And commanded. "Put it in, love."

Hermes put it in, tears falling down his eyes both from the pressure and the realization.

His first time... His virginity...

Was taken by this man!

Hermes continued crying while thrusting inside him. Eirwyn leaned against the wall, moaning loudly without a care in the world. Nobody could hear them anyway in this empty alleyway.

"Ah... I wonder if I can still absorb your stolen abilities through my other hole?" Eirwyn asked. "Not that I mind having to clean it up and licking the excess later... But I just really want to feel it inside... I’ve always loved that feeling.."

Hermes did not answer, and just continued pounding.

But he was dying inside....

Especially because part of him still wished that Eirwyn wasn’t evil, and that his first time wouldn’t be such a nightmare.