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Prompt: Pleading

Character(s): Human Au!Kanato, Reader

Warnings: General DL nastiness

Kanato had never felt so small as when you had him cornered. In front of the strength of a vampire, he’d never imagined being so weak, and yet, you kept him under your thumb as easily as if he was a child.

From drinking your fill from him until his head spun to ripping his clothes off just to hear him scream, Kanato had never been tortured like he had during his time with you. It was humiliating, frustrating beyond all belief, and yet, all he could do was cry and beg you not to hurt him.

Teddy was his only comfort, and the familiar feel of his bear’s soft fur seemed like the only thing that was keeping him from some kind of break.

So Kanato clung to his lifeline. Teddy hadn’t left his arms since you’d introduced yourself as a vampire, and even when you mocked him for wanting to carry around a child’s toy, Kanato had refused to let go. He needed Teddy. He was the one thing Kanato had left to remind him of his previous life, the one thing his mother had ever given him.

The one sign that he’d been loved.

He’d been sitting in a corner alone, murmuring to the bear in soft, low tones, when you’d shown up, crouching in front of him with a predatory grin.

With a shriek, Kanato fell backwards, pressing himself as far back into the corner as possible to get away from you. All you did was laugh, leaning in closer so that Kanato had nowhere to get away from you.

“Why do you carry this ratty thing around, anyway?” you asked, giving Teddy’s ear a light tug, and Kanato barey resisted the urge to scream. No one touched Teddy like that. It was only the fear of being hurt that kept Kanato quiet, kept him from yanking the bear away and pushing past you.

“T-Teddy is mine,” he squeaked instead, pulling the bear closer to him in a tight, nervous grip.

“That’s not what I asked, is it?” you replied, eyes glowing a bit in the dim light. “It’s stupid. You look like a little kid hauling that dumb thing around. Don’t you feel embarrassed, talking to a toy?”

Kanato’s cheeks burned, and he looked down miserably. Of course you’d mock him for having Teddy. Everyone did.

He didn’t reply, turning his head away in a sullen gesture that he should have known would irritate you. Your grin dropped.

The next thing Kanato knew, Teddy wasn’t in his arms.

You stood up, dangling the bear by one arm, and Kanato did scream. He was on his feet in an instant, reaching for his precious toy with both hands, but you easily kept it out of reach, moving faster than Kanato could possibly keep up with every time he made a grab for it.

“Give him back! Give me Teddy!” he shrieked, not realizing that you were making him go in circles as he lunged for the bear.

“Nope~ It’s stupid, so you don’t get to have him anymore. You don’t need something like this. I think I’ll throw him in the trash where he belongs.” You were laughing again, mocking and cruel.

Kanato screeched miserably, frantically reaching for Teddy as you dangled him just out of his reach, but it did nothing. Panic was setting in; were you really going to just throw him away?

“Please, please don’t!” he choked out, feeling like the pleading words were burning in his throat. “Just give him back!”

“Hmm, maybe. How about if you get down and beg me, I’ll consider giving the dumb toy back to you?” you were grinning, fangs terrifyingly obvious, and Kanato could feel the tears burning in his eyes, fear and humiliation burning in his throat, terror choking him with every breath.

Teddy was hanging from your hand, arm squished in a grip that was much too tight. You’d break him if you kept it up.

With a tight chest and nauseated feeling rising in him, Kanato lowered himself to his knees, the hard wood sending a chill through him. He could feel himself choking down his pride, but he bent forwards anyway, tears spilling over as he lowered himself to a pleading position in front of you.

“Please, please give him back,” he begged, voice pathetic even to his own ears as tears ran down his face. “Please give Teddy back to me.”

“Not good enough,” you replied simply. “I want to see that you mean it. I’m not going to give him back if you aren’t serious.”

“I said please,” Kanato howled, ducking his head and choking on a sob. “I’ll do whatever you want. You can have my blood, you can hurt me, anything, just give him back!” The sobs were coming freely now, Kanato’s voice thick with crying, panic making it hard to think.

“Silly boy, I could do all that anyway,” you laughed, “but since you’ve been so obedient, I suppose you can have your toy.” With that, you dropped Teddy in front of him, the bear hitting the ground with a soft noise.

Scrambling, Kanato grabbed Teddy before you could take him away again, moving so quickly that he knew the wood floor would leave nasty bruises on his knees. He clutched Teddy to his chest, curling up and clinging to him, rushed thanks falling from his throat. If he wasn’t grateful enough, you’d take Teddy away again, he feared.

You got bored of his crying after a few moments, and vanished from the room, leaving him to cling to Teddy and sob.

The sickest part was that he was grateful, legitimately thankful that you’d given Teddy back. It would have been so easy for you to throw him away, Kanato knew.

And all it had cost him was his pride.