Title: The Downward Spiral - Part Nineteen Disclaimer: Never happened. "So impressed with all you do Tried so hard to be like you" -- NIN Dom was silent on the ride back home. His conversation with Elijah had shaken him a little, rocked newly formed foundations. Why did everything that happened before Karl seem like another lifetime, like it happened to someone else? How could he have almost forgotten the feel of Elijah's kisses, his body? It had only been three months ago. Seemed like a lifetime. So hard to remember the purity of that lazy afternoon...so hard to remember when he'd been that naïve. When he'd felt Elijah press up against him -- when he'd felt that young body, that sweet, still innocent flesh -- all he'd wanted to do was ravage. He'd ached to throw Elijah down on the pavement and hold him down while he plundered almost virgin skin with bruising kisses and hard hands. Dom wanted to crush, to degrade, to force Elijah into submission, into raw need and shaking nerves. Wanted to fuck the kid's world up, to show him dark pleasures and darker sins... "You really do need to stop doing that." Dom started, gaze darting to Karl. Dom noticed Karl had stopped the car, that they were in front of the house. How long had he been locked in his thoughts? "Sorry," Dom told him. "Just thinking." "I know. I keep telling you it's going to get you into trouble, but you never listen." Dom smiled at the teasing note in Karl's voice, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "It's nothing." "Lij wanted to know why you never come around anymore?" "How do you do that? Do you have my clothes bugged or something?" Karl laughed, the sound low, rich and throaty. "No. I don't think I need to resort to anything quite that drastic. I just know you." "Do you really?" "Do you need me to remind you?" Dom shivered, but shook his head. "I don't mean physically. I mean mentally. Do you know me?" Karl leaned over, kissed Dom's neck. "I know that you wanted our young Hobbit friend and you feel guilty about it." Karl's voice dropped as he said the soft words in Dom's ear. Of course he knew, Dom thought. How could you have secrets from a man who owned you, body and soul? "I wanted him," he admitted. "Wanted to show him what it was like." "What did you want to do to him?" Karl started placing kisses behind Dom's ear, in his hair, on the back of his neck. Dom quivered with hunger for more. "Terrible things." "So do them." Dom's eyes widened as he faced Karl. It was hard to see Karl's face in the gloom, hard to tell if he was serious. "What are you saying?" "Do them. You have my permission." Dom knew well enough by now that Karl never said a fucking word he didn't mean. So, he thought about it. Thought about the power, the control, of taking and twisting and bending another to his will. And while the idea was heady beyond belief, at his core, Dom knew he really didn't want to do it. He didn't really want anyone except Karl. "Thanks. But no." Karl leaned closer. Hazel eyes branded him as sure as they always did. "Then do them to me." "You'd let me?" "It's not a matter of letting, it's a matter of doing. Haven't you learned that by now?" "But this is..." Different, Dom was going to say, but Karl didn't give him a chance to finish. "This is you. And me. And I'm telling you to please yourself with my body. That's why it's here. For our pleasure. I'll even throw in a bonus." Bonus? Dom could barely wrap his brain around the words Karl and pleasure in the same sentence and Karl was talking bonus? Why the hell would he need a bonus when everything he'd ever wanted was in arm's reach? "What's that?" Not even the low light from the moon outside the car could disguise Karl's wicked grin. Or the seductive flash in his eyes. "If you can make me come, I'll let you fuck me." Onto Part Twenty Main The Downward Spiral page If you enjoyed this fic, please leave feedback here. Thanks!